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She was a bitch!Megan was an uptight woman, difficult for most to get along with. Her good looks got her boyfriends, but her attitude was hard for most to tolerate over time. She was helping out a coworker by hanging out at her house so as to let in some men to lay down carpet. As she sat on the couch, the doorbell rang. She went to answer the door. When she opened it, there were two black men wearing shirts letting her know they were there about the carpet.“Where have you been?” Megan blurted out to them.“Uhhh, do we have the right address? Can we bring our stuff in?” the first man said.“Sure, but you are almost and hour late.” she replied.The two men began to carry their equipment into the house. They then started to move the furniture out of the living room where Megan had been watching the television. This did not make her happy.“What are you doing?” she shouted.“Well, this is the room we are supposed to put carpet down in” the second man said.“That is just fucking great. I guess I will have to go down downstairs and watch my show. Don’t mess anything up.”The two men stared at Megan as she walked out of the room. While they noticed she had a nice body, with a firm ass and legs, they knew she was a real bitch. Having a stuck up white woman talking to them like that didn’t make them too happy. They commented to eachother that she was a cunt and to get the job over as quickly as possible. They quickly began to take up the old carpet and get things done.Megan sat on a chair downstairs watching her show. She couldn’t believe she agreed to waste her day helping her coworker by basically house sitting for her. She could have been laying out at her house or shopping for some new tops. She looked down at her skirt and knew she wanted to get a new one. That was what she was going to do as soon as those dirty black men left.He walked down the steps to ask Megan a question. He didn’t want to as he knew she would be a bitch to him again. However, they needed her to hold the door while they carried out the old carpet and brought in the new stuff. As he predicted, she was very put off by their request. She stormed up the steps and held the door open as they struggled to carry the heavy loads. She could care less as they worked their asses off. All she could think about it what skirt to get.As the two men were finishing getting the new carpet down, one of them went to have Megan sign some forms. He walked down the steps knowing what was waiting for him. He showed her the forms without speaking so as to avoid any negative conversation. He even handed her a pen so she could just sign. However, that was not Megan’s way.“What is this? I am not the owner. I was just supposed to let you in. I am not signing anything.”“Miss, I just need a signature showing the product was put in and nothing was broken”.“How do I know you didn’t break anything? You probably just put it back so no one could tell. I know how you people are.”He quickly grew angry. Megan didn’t know, but this man had a past. He had served some time for B&E. He was trying to get his life back together as he had been out of prison for just a few months. His uncle had taught him years ago how to install carpet. So he was using the one skill he had to make his life better. Yet, her was this white woman putting him down. He broke into places like her şişli escort and stole because they had better things than him. Her harsh words towards him made him realize why he did that. When she said, “…you people”, it pushed him over the edge.He grabbed her by both arms and pulled her into him. The action shocked Megan to where she couldn’t speak. She just stood there in shock. She tried to move, but he held her in place. See, he was much bigger than her, almost a foot taller than the 5’5 white lady. He was clearly stronger than her, so her physical protests went unheard.“Bitch, where do you get off talking to me like that? Who do you think you are? You are just a stuck up white cunt who needs put in her place.”The words shocked Megan back to reality. Instead of realizing she was in harms way, her attitude came back.“Don’t you touch me. You can’t talk to me like that. I will not have a black man talk to me that way. You………. nigger.”There it was, the word that she knew she shouldn’t have said once it came out and the word that would put him over the top.“Well alright then little lady, lets have some fun” he said with a smile on his face.He then pushed her over to the chair and threw her back onto it. Her body collapsed into the chair and she was slumped in it as if she had passed out. Before she could regain her balance and get up, he grabbed her feet and pulled them up to him. This caused her skirt to fall down and reveal the thong she was wearing. He pulled off her shoes one at a time and threw them to the floor. He then pushed her ankles back almost to her face. This just opened her skirt more, letting him see her ass cheeks. He quickly reached both hands down and quickly snactched her thong off of her. Her pussy lips were exposed to him to see.“Well look at that” he said as he grabbed her ankles again despite her struggling to resist. “You have a nice clean shaven pussy. Now tell me, why does a white girl like you shave her pussy? I know why……… it is because you like to fuck. Well, I am going to give you the fuck of your life.”Megan now knew his intentions. He was going to fuck her right there in her friends basement. As she struggled with her legs to try and push him back, she yelled back at him.“Get off of me you dirty bastard! I would never fuck an asshole like you! How dare you!”Before she could do anything else, he picked her up over his shoulder with ease. Clearly carrying those big rolls of carpet made it easy for him to throw her around. He walked her into the office room where they had a sofa. He threw her on it so she was laying on it.“Don’t move!” he yelled at her. He then began to take off his clothes. She just stared at him, too scared to do anything. First he took off his shirt, revealing huge muscles and lots of tattoos. He then dropped his pants while kicking off his boots. His boxers were holding back what looked like the biggest cock in the world. As he finally removed his last article of clothing, it revealed a thick monster of a dick to her. She just laid there amazed at what she was seeing.He walked over to her and sat her up. He pulled her t-shirt off of her and told her to take off her bra. She looked at him with disgust, a look he did not like.“Take it off I said!” as he flashed the back of his hand to her. She complied and took off the brad which let şişli escort bayan her 34C tits fall out. She now felt exposed to him, vulnerable. She still had no words to say, which had never happened to her before.He bent down and grabbed her ankles and jerked her forward. This pulled her hips out from her and made her fall back onto the couch. He then untied the side of her skirt and pulled it off. Finally, he dropped to his knees and began feeing her body. He felt her hips and ass with his big strong hands. He then moved up and squeezed her tits, pinching her nipples with his rough fingers. Despite her being repulsed by him, she was aroused. Her nipples were erect and the hairs on her body was standing up.He then pushed her hips down into the couch which gave her a clear view of his black cock. It was sticking straight out at her like another arm on his body. It was poking at her pussy now, stabbing at it almost. He put her ankles up on his shoulders allowing him to have his hands free. He then spit on his fingers and rubbed it on the head of his cock. She knew he was lubing himself up. There would be no foreplay for her.He put the head of his black dick up against her pussy lips. He rubbed it up and down, forcing her pussy to open to him. When it did, it revealed that she was wet and ready. He smiled upon seeing this, knowing that this bitch was now his. He then thrust into her, his black dick going up inside her pussy almost 6 inches deep.“Oh my god, you are huge!” she shouted. She grabbed the sofa cushions to brace herself. With each push from his hips, more cock went into her pussy. All she could do was look at it as it entered her. She grunted with each inch that went into her. Seeing that black cock go inside her began to make her mad again. Once again, her mouth opened.“God damn you! You black bastard! I can’t believe you are fucking me!” This just turned him on more. He began to fuck her harder now. The time for easing into her was over. So he began to hate fuck her. All the times he had been talked down to for being black he was not using to take out on Megan. The sofa was almost coming up off the floor he was fucking her so hard.“Jesus Christ! You are going to split me in half! Your cock is so fucking huge! Dammit” was all Megan could say. She wasn’t being nice, but she also wasn’t protesting. Her pussy had grown to take this black member into it. Now she was starting to feel the joy of being fucked by a black cock. Her first orgasm had arrived. She thrashed her head back and forth while she came with this black man inside her.He looked down at her and laughed. He slowed his fucking of her pussy. He let her legs fall to his side as he did this. He then put his hands around her waste and spoke to her.“You like this black dick, don’t you? Your pussy it telling me it does. Look at all the creamy cum around my dick. That is from that white pussy cumming all over it. All you white bitches are the same. You act all stuck up but once you get some black dick inside your pussy you shut up. Nothing else to say now?”Megan just laid there, letting him slowly fuck her pussy. Each time his cock buried into her, her tits would bounce up to her neck. With the slow pace, she could feel each inch going into her. When he reached down to her pussy and stroked her clit with his thumb, mecidiyeköy escort bayan she reached another orgasm. He then buried his dick inside her, letting her pussy feel what it was like being filled by a black man.As she came back to her senses, he pulled his dick out of her. He grabbed one ankle forcing her to roll over. She was not bent over the couch with her knees on the floor. He was going to fuck her from behind now. He grabbed his black cock and pushed it up between her thighs and into her pussy. Once he found her hole, he slammed it in. This got her attention as she again grabbed the cushions to brace herself. He then began fucking her as fast and as hard as he could. The smacking sounds of her ass and his hips could now be heard by his partner upstairs. He just smiled as he realized what was happening and then went back to work.Megan was now grunting with each thrust of his cock. She was just holding on as he did as he pleased with her. She could only think about what her family would think if they saw her getting fucked on her knees by this black thug. She knew her mom would be shattered and her father and brother would never talk to her again. That didn’t matter though as he was now bringing her to her third orgasm. Before it ended, the fourth one came. She was now in waves of multiple orgasms. Time was unknown to her as she just felt the jolts of him fucking her and the flow of her cumming thoughout her body.As she laid there taking this black dick, she heard his breath pick up. He was now really working, almost laboring. She knew he was getting ready to cum. It now occurred to her he didn’t have a condom on. His black man’s sperm would be shot into her white woman’s womb. Did she take her pill that morning?“You ready for me to cum in you bitch? Huh? You ready?” he yelled.“No, don’t come in me, please. Shoot it in my mouth or on my ass” she said gasping to get it out.He did not comply. He put his hands up on her shoulders so as to get a better grip on her body. This allowed him to push deep into her as she arched back into him.“Oh my god, fuck me! Fuck me you damn asshole!” she said.“Tell me you want this black dick! Go on, say it or I will pull it out!”“Yes, I want your dick. I want that black dick. Fuck me with your black dick!”Her words made his cock tingle. He was about to cum. He shoved it in as hard and as deep as he could. When he felt his load rushing up from his balls, he pushed into her pussy as hard as he could. The couch came off the floor and slammed back down as he shot his load into her. He pulled back and thrust again while that black cock spurted inside her. Some cum escaped and shot down her thighs. He then held it in her all the way until the last of his cum was spent.Megan could feel his spunk in her. It was far more than she had ever had in her. Her cunt now felt full of all black cock and warm cum. The feeling of fullness brought her to another orgasm. She just grinded back onto his dick trying to get all of him inside her so as to prolong her orgasm.As he realized just how much she was enjoying it, he pulled his dick out of her pussy. It robbed her of the end of the best orgasm she had ever had. She looked back at him, mad at what he had done. This time, she knew to not speak. He stood up and got dressed while she just laid there with her ass in the air to him. His load of cum was dripping down his pussy and thighs for him to see. His partner yelled down to him that the job was done and it was time to go.“Yeah, the job is done. If you need some more black service, call the number on the paper”.

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family FriendI have never been attracted to young women and I have to say I cannot understand why so many men seem to like ‘teens.’ To me they are giggly underdeveloped c***dren. Me? I like somebody fully formed with a level of experience. Mid 20s is usually as young as I would consider….I have lived alone for so long and have got to an age where my friends have grown old and mostly their c***dren, and in particular their daughters, are now also grown up women in the their late 20s and early 30s…. and whilst I have known some of these ladies since they were young c***dren….. I cannot help but be attracted to them as beautiful grown up ladies.I am a man, I notice. But I am also decent and would not dream of touching any of my friends’ daughters…..There is one though. She has flitted in and out of relationships all her life. She was a precocious teenager and difficult c***d for her parents but she always loved visiting me and my wife. When my wife unfortunately left this planet, she continued coming to see me…usually when she had argued with her mum or dad or both, or argued/split up with whoever her current lover was. Because we had known each other so long we have an easy relationship. She would quite often stay over if she had drunk too much or use my bath/shower if she wanted to take her time and not be hassled by her mum to hurry as there were others in her house…. and because we had such an easy relationship she would comfortably wander round my home in a towel or underwear, never totally naked but often far too revealing for what most people would have thought of as innocent. And because I had seen her in all manner of dress and undress I could see what a beauty she was. And because I had had no partner, and had not for many years, I started to fantasise about her. Always an idyllic scene, usually a soft focus sensual setting with long kisses and sweat free exertions. She was nearly 30 so I never felt anything too out of place. No different to the many other women I have fantasised over the years about. And I have to confess I had particularly erotic dreams about this lady’s mother. But I assure you I never ever touched her or even tried to persuade her to become an adulterous with me. I believe in the sanctity of the marriage vows.Something happened about a week ago, i trust you’ll keep it to yourself.She flounced in as usual, asking if she could use my shower. She often didthis, and it brought a ray of sunlight into my usually grey day life. I was watching the game on TV and I said it was fine by me, she knew where everything was. She disappeared for a while and I settled back to watch the second half. When I saw her next the game was over and I had started watching an inane game show, she was just in a towel, far too small to be modest, tied at the top in a way only women manage. If I try to tie my towel like that it falls off in seconds. But the towel was too small and when she moved I could see virtually everything, without actually being able to see anything.and of course being so small the size only just covered her treasures. I tried not to notice while keeping my eyes on her noticing.There was no doubt she was gorgeous and that night, after she left I vowed to spend a while dreaming about what pleasures we could experience together. I would certainly need to imagine an exotic fantasy and relieve myself…‘What are you watchin’?’‘.Just some rubbish that requires no effort’‘oh goody, I love brainless TV, just about my level, can I watch with you?’ she said, but it wasn’t really a question because she had flopped onto the sofa next to me and she cuddled in the familiar way she had done a thousand times before, ever since she was a c***d begging me to read her a story. Only now she was a fully grown woman dressed in far too little and the cuddle was having an effect.Oon all those previous occasions she had never been quite so close to being naked. And as she cuddled into me with her legs curled up under her and her arm around me the towel gapped open somewhat and whilst I couldn’t actually see her breast or other parts, it was only a centimetre şişli escort or so from being all on show. I could feel an uncomfortable movement in my trousers that woud be difficult to explain if she noticed.I’m nearly 30 and I love him. Not like in love with the man you might want to marry but in love like, he has always been there for me, always kind, always a friend, always welcoming, always supportive, always charming. I feel a proper deep rooted affection for this lovely man… and it has to be said he was always and remains attractive. Whatever sex appeal is, he has it. All the women said so in the past, even when Iwas a c***d he was the one that they talked about and they still do. Even my mum secretly admitted to me that if he had have ever tried it on with her, and she had often hoped he might, then she was sure that she would have surrendered herself. Her husband, his best friend, my dad would understand. What a thing to admit to your own young and impressionable daughter. But all the girls knew what she meant, he has something.And the other women all occasionally said similar but they all knew he was faithful to his own wife and after she left, he seemed even less available. He was polite and flirtatious but off limits.But I think lately he has become a little sadder and it breaks my heart to see him so lonely. I love to find any excuse to pop round and chat. I love the way he looks at me, as a man properly looks at a woman he desires, when he thinks I can’t see him. I even wander round in my undies just to cheer him up, and I love watching telly with him, cuddled up close. Like we used to, but now a little more intimately with me squeezing him and him stroking my shoulder or neck.What’s wrong with that?To cheer him up a bit I got some proper see through panties and bra which I only wear in front of him. He doesn’t know I only wear display myself like this for him, but it’s true. I try to make sure he can have a good look whilst I pretend to be distracted doing something else like texting or doing my nails. And he does have a good look, and he is clearly interested.But to be honest I felt it was time to make himproperly happy. I know he is attracted to me but I think he feels some sort of foolish sense of loyalty to the c***d I was 25 years ago, or loyalty to his best friend, who is actually a less good friend than he actually realised… but that story will be told on another occasion (or not depending on how the mood takes your author!).And I didn’t just want to make him happy out of pity, it was out of love and also he was extremely good looking for his age, or for any age come to that. And I prefer an older man in the bedroom department because they know how to please a woman better, usually.So I came round tonight, showered quickly, and found the smallest towel that would just fit round and went to cuddle him. Tonight has to be special.He let his arm snake round her shoulders and stroked her gently as he had often done before. And she purred.She looked up at me and spoke. I couldn’t quite be certain what she was saying was true or whether she was teasing, but I soon found out. She reminded me she would be 30 at her next birthday that she was fully grown, could make her own decisions and had her own identity. Sometimes she said she had to do what she felt was best for her and hoped I would support her.I had no idea what she was on about but I soon found out. She told me that I was her favourite man and that she loved me dearly and I joked that it sounded like she was softening me up for a loan or a divorce. But she chastised me for mocking me. So I apologised.There was something she had been meaning to do for a long while but hadn’t had the courage to see through and she wanted me to promise that I would back her endeavour. And as usual I said whatever she chose to do was fine with me….. and with that she wriggled free from the cuddle and straddled me on the sofa. So her legs were either side of mine and she was face on to me…. I hope you have the picture.The towel was not totally open from the bit she had tied but that was of little şişli escort bayan consequence because the two ends were miles apart revealing her all, and not wanting any obstructions she undid it quickly and through the whole thing to one side…This was unexpected, she was completely naked and clearly inviting me to have my way with her….. I wasn’t sure if this was morally the right thing for me to do. Surely her crotch was well positioned to feel the sexual excitement between my legs clearly my friend down their had no doubt what needed to be done.I just knew he would hesitate, why couldn’t he just grab me and have his way? I had so wanted him to overpower me, after all I had made myself totally available it was hardly like I was unwilling.He could hesitate all he wanted, I wanted him right now and I was dammed sure I was going to seize the moment myself! I didn’t wait….I was thinking but she didn’t wait….I leaned forward and placed my lips on his, my mouth open my tongue licking at his lips, to my relief he immediately responded as required. Our tongues played together and we sucked and licked and we giggled too. We agreed this part of our new relationship had best be kept our secret. Not because we were ashamed but other may not like it.She stuck her tongue in my mouth, what chance did I have. I was stiff as a bean pole, hadn’t had a woman in ages, and she was gorgeous and willing, more than willing. Sitting on top of me, naked.I wanted him out of his clothes, I was naked so should he be. I jumped off and tried to undo his belt. It looks so easy in the porn films doesn’t it? The buckle was stubborn and I couldn’t manage it, he had to help, but I did the button and the zip and his shoes, socks and pulled down his trousers and Y front style under pants.He was stiff.She pulled down my trousers and the relief of being free of them was immense, I was standing fully to attention, like a soldier on parade and she was clearly inspecting the goods.I expected him to be much bigger, he is such a big character so naturally i expected an over sized appendage. It wasn’t that I was bothered about the size, it was an OK size and even an elegant penis, but I had always imagined it bigger. I do fantasise about men sometimes you know, girls do, it’s allowed. But we tend to be less clinical than men, or so I imagine.He still had his shirt on but I wanted to touch his penis immediately. I had wanted to touch it for years.So I did.OMG, she has wasted no time and taken hold of my penis, and is rubbing it. She clearly is very experienced. I like what she is doing immensely. I mustn’t come too soon. I will have to ask her about the more intimate parts of her life and how she knows how to stroke a man quite so well.OMG! Now she’s leaning forward and her mouth is….Just watching him, his evident pleasure at just the touch of my hand. I don’t usually do oral unless I really have to, I find it a bit uncomfortable, even though I love the feel of a man’s tongue between my legs, reciprocation isn’t always on the menu. But now, I have such deep rooted feelings for this man, that I have known all my life, I will make an exception…….. her mouth has fully enveloped the head of my stiff friend and she is taking it further in. OMG, it is an overwhelming sensation, there are thousands of volts of pleasurable electricity exploding through my body. And her head is now bobbing up and down she is working hard just to give me maximum pleasure.I couldn’t help myself, I put my hands on the back of her head and at the next stroke down as she took me into her mouth I pushed her further. I have to to impale her mouth, in that one movement on the back of her head pressing down and my hips also thrusting up, I am choking her and she splutters and gags, but I keep pushing down with my hands and up with my hips.Oh my! I never expected this. I thought I was in control of him but he is trying to deep throat me. I want it to be good for him, I am going to try. I know if you have a sensitive gag reflex it may not be possible but I really care for him and he is lonely so what the hell is mecidiyeköy escort bayan a little discomfort. But I do need to breathe….She is choking, I release her. I realise this may not be right and start to apologise but even whilst gasping for air she urges me to try harder, she tells me she isn’t that experienced with oral, but she wants me to (sorry for some bad language but this is exactly what she said)…. she wants me to ‘fuck my mouth as hard and deep as you like and we are both able to manage together.’I cannot believe what I am hearingI cannot believe what I just said to him.I have seen enough porn to know what to do, even though I haven’t ever done it myself. On the sofa I flip her over on her back and get her head to droop over the edge. I sort of crouch in front of her face, get her hands onto my backside and tell her not to let go under any circumstances. And she opens her mouth.I put my tongue on my lower lip and feel the tip of his dick at my lips.I start to slide in. Her head at the perfect angle. I am going to take advantage of her offer; I may never get another opportunity. I keep going, much deeper into her mouth than I have been in any woman’s mouth before, not to quickly but firmly. And as I get deeper I feel her nails clutch the cheeks of my backside.It must be uncomfortable for her. But I keep goingI start to see a bulge in her throat. I am that far in.He is in my throat, I can’t actually breath or gag or anything. It is the most awful feeling I have ever had, and the most exquisite one too. I love him taking full advantage of my submission, I hate the fact I can’t breathe, I want him to pull out soon, but not too soon.I am in as far as I can get, I can see the outline of my dick in her throat, it is the most beautiful experience I have ever had save for when the priest declared me and my wife married. I left myself in there for as long as I thought she would cope without panicking. I knew I was effectively strangling her and withdrew in good time. She coughed and wretched and gasped for air…. ‘are you alright’ I asked, ‘I am sorry if it hurt.’He is such an idiot he is apologising again for taking advantage of what I freely offered, ‘do it again, deeper and harder if you want.’ That will teach him to be a wimp. It is slightly horrible but I want him to be happy. ‘If you don’t you like my mouth and throat then we can play ludo instead!’And he told me it was the best thing he had ever felt and he drove in again, I tilted my head a bit to try and allow deeper access and heaven knows how hard my nails dug in to his bum as he managed, I‘m sure, to get the whole of his penis into my mouth. I knew it was that deep because I felt his balls on my forehead. And then he started to (sorry again for the bad language) fuck my mouth vigorously. It didn’t take long before he did what no other man had ever done to me, he exploded is cum into my mouth. I really didn’t like the taste at all. I don’t mind the idea of it, but the taste is pretty horrible.I didn’t really want to cum in her mouth but it has been ages since I have been with a woman and it all came to a head, so to speak in a sudden blissful rush. I withdrew and looked at her lying back naked with a mouth full of my semen.Even though the taste is repugnant I have seen porn, I know what is required of me. He is watching me and I keep my mouth open as I sit up and let him see his man juice in my mouth. I roll it around a bit, make eyes at him, and then slowly close my mouth, resist the urge to spit it out, and swallow.She’s like a porn queen. She has opened her mouth to show it’s all down in her tummy and she is smiling.I tell her I am sorry. What for she says. For not making love to you properly I tell her. I had so wanted to caress every centimetre of her body using my fingers and tongue. I wanted to hear her moan and gasp as I touched and played with her intimate parts. I told her how I wanted to get between her legs and love her properly as a man and woman should.He’s such a pillock, but I do love him. He is apologising after he has honoured my mouth with his juice. I was overwhelmed with pride and satisfaction that I could do that for him. I love him, but like all men he is stupid. We have loads of time, I will surely get him excited again and then I will demand he pleasures me to the full. I just need to let him get his breath back.

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A Few Wild Months 1This summer my husband Gary and I were really pushing the limits of our “open” swinging relationship but I was very keen to balance things a bit and ensure my husband got his fair share of fun too. He was very happy and turned on when I told him what I had been up to meeting my old friend Kim for a “girly” night in bed together and together we’d had fun with a guy we met at a hotel. Also we loved having fun with Jason, a friend of ours on the swinging scene. It has always been our favourite that when I go with a single guy that he should be younger, fit and black and Jason certainly ticked all those boxes.But this weekend was to be different with our friends Kim and Stuart who had invited us over to their house for the evening for some fun. Kim is from Australia and they had gone back to her hometown for some months sorting out family affairs after her Mum had died. We’d missed them terribly while they were gone as they were good friends socially and for swinging. Kim has a very confident and uninhibited manner and we had enjoyed some very kinky fun with them over the years as a foursome and at swingers clubs, Kim and I having some girly fun alone and Gary had once enjoyed a very kinky afternoon with her.On Saturday morning my mobile rang, “Hi gorgeous, how are you? We are looking forward to tonight.” She said.”Me too, I am looking forward to seeing you again.””Well we had a little party planned tonight. Stuarts friend Jim is coming over for some fun and we thought you and Gary could join us, are you ok with that?” We had a little chat before we get down to the basics of what we wanted and I explained how I wanted Gary to really enjoy himself.”I will make sure of that, tell Gary I want fucking really hard, you both know that’s what I like. Stuart’s keen to get together with you too. Jim is an experienced swinger and a really nice guy who will go with the flow”I told Gary later what Kim had said and his face lit up. “Well she is built to take it. If she wants it hard that’s what she’ll get.Kim was very tall, nearly 6 foot in heels and a very solid built lady with big tits that I know my husband loved. Stuart was a quiet man and I realised that I hardly knew him at all and Jim was an unknown factor. My time had been with Kim, the only time I had spent with Stuart was having sex!At 8pm exactly on time we arrived at their very tidy bungalow and rang the doorbell. Kim opened the door wearing a lovely floral summer dress and Stuart looked lovely in a crisp white shirt and black trousers. I was pleased that Gary and I had both made the effort. Gary looked lovely in new shirt and trousers while I was wearing a leopard print wrap dress over new hold up stockings and black underwear.”Good to see you both, I like the car!” Gary said enthusiastically noticing the silver Porsche 911 in the drive.”It’s Jim’s, he’ll be happy to let you have a look,” Stuart answered.At that a silver haired guy aged around fifty appeared smiling behind Kim and Stuart.”Hi you two, I’m Jim.”He shook Gary’s hand and then gently kissed my cheek and put his arm around me. Jim then looked over to my husband before he pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I felt myself kissing him back eagerly and passionately. He released me and looked me straight in the eyes, “Wow, you are everything Kim said you were. But excuse for a minute I think your husband likes my car.”Jim walked away leaving me standing with my heart pounding as he ushered Gary and Stuart over to his car.Kim just raised her eyes to me then holding my hand walked with me into the lounge. “Men and cars, let’s leave them to it for a bit.””bloody hell Jim doesn’t take his time does he?””He is an experienced swinger Jayne and I have told him all about you. He’s very enthusiastic in bed and you will enjoy his cock. I’m amazed that you haven’t met him at a club sometime?”I shook my head and looked up at her. She gave me a little peck on the cheek, casual and relaxed as if this was just a normal friendly get together then reached her hands behind my head and slowly she pulled my face to her lips and began kissing me softly. I was so pleased I was wearing my highest heels but I still had to stretch up to Kim’s mouth as we kissed and touched for several minutes. Then I heard a door open and Gary, Stuart and Jim talking excitedly as they came into the house. For a moment we continued to kiss and then we looked at the three men all watching our every move.”I’m ready for a drink, what about the rest of you?” Gary said brandishing two bottles of white wine. “I got some Australian especially for you Kim.””Yeah, thanks,” she said pulling back from me.We all stood around in the kitchen as Stuart opened the bottles and poured the wine and then we all made our way into the lounge with Jim very close behind me.”This could be an interesting evening, three men and two women.” Jim said aloud.”I’m sure it will work out Jim. Jayne loves şişli escort to get fucked by two men at a time.” Kim answered as she held my husbands hand leading him over to a two seater settee.I sat down next to Jim watching Stuart as he walked around the room and lit some candles, then turned the lights down low and made himself comfortable next to me. The scented candles gave the room a romantic feeling and we sat quietly enjoying the moment.. “Nice wine Gary and a nice car too Jim,” Stuart finally said breaking the silence.”Yes nice wine but let’s not talk petrol fumes please darling,” Kim said scowling at her husband. I saw Stuart smile at her and nod towards the TV.”Stuart wants you to watch one of our DVD’s,” Kim said as her husband went over to the TV and slipped a disc into the DVD player.”You took some video of Australia then?” I asked innocently.”Yes we did but I thought this one might be more appropriate for this evening.” Stuart said laughing amused by my innocent comment.”We have some travel film to watch too if you prefer Jayne but I know Stuart is particularly proud of his camera work in this. I enjoy this sort of home movie!” Kim said giggling.I felt a bit embarrassed by my comment for a moment and sat quietly between Jim and Stuart as the film started. The picture showed Kim in a mirror putting on bright red lipstick and panned back so we could see Stuart holding the video camera. It looked like a budget hotel room with Kim sitting at a dressing table and then Stuart scanned to the door in response to a quiet knocking.”This is in a small motel on the Gold Coast. We went for a long weekend and had a bit of fun.” Kim said quietly.We watched in silence as the picture centred on Kim again and she got up wearing a black lacy basque, stockings and high heels. She looked statuesque and simply gorgeous as she walked over to the door and Stuart zoomed in her arse. Kim hid herself behind the door as she opened it and let two black guys in before she closed the door and followed them to the middle of the room. “You didn’t tell me about this the other week you tart!” I said playfully to Kim.”I know, I wanted it be a surprise for tonight. Anyway it’s your fault Jayne, you have told me so many times about enjoying black cock I thought I had better try it and Stuart set this up while we were in Australia. He found these guys from a swinger’s site, we had a drink first with them in the bar downstairs and told them what we wanted and then went for it!”The two black men stood at the end of the bed and Kim walked between them. Immediately they went to work on her pawing her body and clearly enjoying her big tits. Then hands on her shoulders pushed her to her knees and after a flurry of belts and zips undone she had one cock in her mouth and the other in her hand which she quickly began to alternate between. We heard some muffled words from Stuart as he directed the action and she was led over to the bed. She lay on her back and her knickers were peeled off and basque pulled down freeing her tits and a mouth found a pussy and fingers pumped in and out of her vagina. The disc played and we watched in silence as she was vigorously fucked as they alternated between using her pussy and shoving their thick black cocks down her throat. A few moments later my husband Stuart got up and asked, “Anyone for another drink?”We all nodded and murmured yes and then Jim turned to me and kissed me deeply. I was feeling turned on by watching the film and the expectation and loved it as Jim eased his hands inside my dress and fondled my tits. While he kissed me I reached down and fondled him feeling his cock thicken.I heard the clinking of glasses and the settee slump a little as Stuart returned. “Nice show, I’m glad you two are getting things started. Let me have some now Jim.”I broke my kiss with Jim and turned to Stuart who kissed me deeply his tongue probing my mouth. His hands went to my chest and he pushed my wrap over dress open and off my shoulders. I felt Jim’s hands on my bra and within seconds they had me in just my hold up stockings and knickers.The room was silent for a moment as Stuart and I made out until Kim screaming out in orgasm on the TV grabbed our attention. For a moment we all watched Kim cumming noisily pinned face down on the bed and fucked from behind. We all just watched the action as she was turned over onto her back and the two black guys knelt over her and took off their condoms.”Watch this Jayne and see how much spunk Kim takes now.” Stuart said.Kim was now taking one cock down her throat and the camera zoomed in so you could only see his black cock sliding deep between the painted bright red lips on her white face. The other man was kneeling beside her head wanking himself off. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth.”He didn’t slow down as she looked up at him. He stiffened and started to cum and Kim didn’t flinch as he filled her mouth. He continued şişli escort bayan to slide his cock between her lips and his cum poured from her mouth over her face. As he took his cock from her mouth the other guy came and his cum shot over her face and hair. She grabbed hold of his cock and sunk her mouth over the end. The camera moved in closer still as Kim smiled, licked her lips and swallowed.”You really are a dirty bitch Kim and definitely like cum!” I said grinning at my best friend.”Take’s one to know one Jayne!”Stuart and Jim both got up, Stuart walking over to the TV and removing the DVD while Jim was now standing in front of me quickly undressing down to his black trunks. I had already felt that he was hard and I reached out and ran my hand over his cock. “You are a tease Jim, let’s have these off too.”He pulled down his pants and his cock sprang free. It was gloriously thick with a large knob head that was glistening with pre-cum. He held it in one hand slowly stroking it just inches from my face.”What a nice thick, hard cock you have James,” I said giggling. I reached out to caress it and slowly stroked, it felt hard and silky smooth. As I grasped it firmly he wrapped his hands in my red hair and I leaned forward and wrapped my mouth around the end of his cock. He gripped my hair and started to gently thrust.”Oh yeah, you are very special Jayne. Suck it babe.”I was distracted momentarily and took my mouth off his cock as Kim stood up quickly and dropped her dress to the floor. She was naked underneath and then leaned over my husband facing him and his hands immediately went to her big and full tits. I looked over at Stuart who was standing in the middle of the room and saw how turned on he was watching his wife with my husband.”You like to watch your other half at it too then Jayne?””I like seeing my husband have a good time and I always owe him something special.”I saw Kim whisper something to my husband and then he stood up and they headed off towards the bedrooms holding hands. Stuart hesitated in the centre of the room for a moment looking at me and then towards the bedrooms before he quietly walked off to follow his wife. “Do you want to join them Jayne? Or we could stay in here or go off to one of the other bedrooms?” Jim asked.”One of the other bedrooms Jim, I enjoy a bit of comfort these days.”As I spoke Jim held my helping me to my feet and then pulled me tightly against him. With one hand in the middle of my back and the other squeezing my bottom he forced his leg between mine so his thigh pressed against my pussy as he nuzzled into my neck. “Blimey you’re keen Jim.””Keen to shag you Jayne, you are a little minx.”I opened my legs as his hand moved around from my back and between my legs to let his fingers reach my already wet pussy. He inserted a finger into me and we kissed passionately while he finger-fucked me. After a few minutes I pulled back from our kiss and looked Jim in the eyes and reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock and began stroking it slowly. I really was enjoying feeling the hardness of his cock and his fingers on my pussy and wanted him to fuck me.”Come on Jim let’s find a bedroom.””Ok, let’s get these off first though.” He said bending down and removing my soaked thong.We walked holding hands down the corridor to see Stuart standing in the door watching what was happening on the bed with my husband and his wife. I stood next to Stuart and Jim stood behind me holding my hips and pulled me back against him grinding his erection into my bum.”Enjoying the view?” I whispered into Stuart’s ear.Stuart was looking into the room intently at Gary fucking his wife. My husband had his hands on her hips ramming his cock in and out. He moved a hand up and grabbed her thick red hair pulling her head up so her eyes locked on her husband as he fucked her. “Your husband is a dirty bastard,” Stuart answered me in a whisper. Kim looked at me and smiled and licked her lips. I walked into the room and bent down to Kim and kissed her deeply. I continued kissing her as I ran my hands under her body and pinched her nipples as her huge boobs swung back and forth under her. Then I quickly stood up and smiled at me husband, “Go on give it to her hard the dirty bitch loves it.” “Come on Jayne,” Jim said reaching out to my hand and pulling me away. “We’ll leave Stuart to enjoy the show.”I felt just a little disappointed as I had planned to have both of them but let Jim guided me further down the hall and through a door into another bedroom with a small double bed in. Slipping off my heels I got on the bed naked except for hold-up stockings. Jim wasted no time and got his head down between my legs and began licking my pussy and within seconds I was soon squirming with delight as he fingered and licked me expertly. I heard my pussy squelching as his fingers went faster and his tongue went deeper and I closed my mecidiyeköy escort bayan eyes as I felt myself getting closer to cumming. Jim then locked his lips on my clit and sucked hard pushing me over the edge, “Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” I moaned. I shuddered and wrapped my legs around Jim’s neck keeping him down there as I writhed and mashed my pussy in his face.”Its time you got fucked Jayne.” Jim said easing out from between my thighs. I heard him fumbling around and the sound of him putting on a condom. I knew what was next as he quickly moved and positioned himself between my spread thighs and ran his hands over my body. He pulled my legs up and leaning on his outstretched arms and slowly pushed his cock into me. I closed my eyes and moved my hips as my pussy adjusted to his size and he kept pushing till he was all the way in me.”Fuck, you are hot and wet Jayne, I love your tight pussy,” Jim moaned as he thrust deep inside.Then I felt something warm touch the side of my face and looked up to see Stuart’s cock over me as he knelt next to my head. He put one hand on my forehead, turning my head sideways so that my closed lips were against his cock. He pushed forward, against my lips with his hard shaft until they were forced to open.”That’s it Jayne,” he said forcefully. “Take it all in, all the way.”My eyes opened wide as he penetrated the depths of my mouth and then began to slide it in and out of my mouth. He held my head tightly and simply fucked my mouth.”I’m not going to last long Jayne. I loved watching your husband and my wife fucking.”I heard him moan with pleasure and felt his cock pulsing and jerking in my mouth and knew he was about to cum.”Oh fuck, take it for me Jayne. I’m cumming!” I felt a warm wet spot on my tongue that got gradually larger then his cock suddenly spurted and flooded my mouth with several long jets of hot thick cum. It filled my cheeks, pouring down my throat and I had no choice but to swallow it all down as the two men pinned me downed motionless. I swallowed with difficulty as it was so hot, salty and very thick but Stuart held my head firmly.”C’mon, roll over Jayne I want to do you doggie style.”I rolled over and got on my hands and knees and reached back to guide him into my pussy. He pushed himself deep into me and I felt his balls slap against my lower belly. I grunted loudly as he slapped his cock in and out of my pussy. He wasn’t a particularly expert fuck but he was very energetic and had lots of stamina. He fucked me very vigorously for several minutes before I felt him getting hotter and he started to moan.”Oh fuck yes!” Jim suddenly called out and he pushed himself deep inside me. I felt his cock and balls twitch as he pushed himself deep into my pussy. For a moment we stayed still and I felt his cock deflating inside me until it slipped out and I looked down at the large wet spot I had made on the duvet. “It was lovely to meet you Jayne and have some but I really must go.” Jim said climbing off the bed. He dressed and then leaned down for a goodnight kiss from me and then shook hands with Stuart before leaving.I got under the duvet and lay on my side as Stuart climbed in next to me cuddling me from behind his soft cock nestling in my bum. I relaxed as he gently kissed my neck but suddenly opened my eyes as I heard a creak from the door and saw Kim standing there. She looked lovely naked but her hair and lack of make-up certainly gave her the just fucked look.”Why don’t you and Gary stay the night? It’s late and I’m sure you’re tired and Gary has said he doesn’t fancy driving home?””Thank you Kim it’s a good idea.”Stuart pulled me a little closer, “I’m pleased you are staying Jayne.””Me too, thank you for your hospitality Stuart but I just want to sleep right now.”I felt shattered and within minutes was fast asleep. When I finally stirred daylight was streaming in through the window and I could hear movement from elsewhere in the house. For a moment I thought Stuart was up and about until his erection nudged against me from behind and a hand went round my body to garb my boobs. I just lay still as Stuart nudged further between my legs until I raised a leg slightly and he eased just inside me. We lay still for a moment until he pushed again getting deeper inside me and steadily got quicker.”Take it out Stuart,” I whispered back over my shoulder.He groaned in disappointment but pulled back out of me. I quickly rolled onto my back, spread my legs and pulled him over me. “Come on Stuart, don’t fuck me make love to me.”He easily slipped deep inside me again and I was lost in passion again as Stuart made deep passionate love to me. Stuart made me cum and carried on hard inside me until I could feel his cock throbbing and he started to gasp for breath. I wrapped my legs around his back, “do it Stuart cum inside me.”He held me tightly pinning me down into the mattress and grunted, “I’m cumming in you!” He moaned and I felt his hot semen shooting inside me. He thrust again and I felt more warm jets of his warm cum shoot into me as my pussy gripped his cock milking his cum. Slowly he came down from his climax and withdrew and globs of cum spilled onto my thighs.

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Sissy Patti – My Toy, My Lover Ch3Sissy Patti – My Toy, My Lover, Ch 3By CDJackieWhen I got to my bedroom I fluffed my pillows, pulled the bed spread and blanket back then crawled on the bed to lie on the nice cool sheets, leaned back against my pillows and stretched out. “Phew,” I exhaled long and slow. It had been a pretty tiring afternoon but the results were quite satisfactory. I had fully laid out our relationship and exactly where she stood, my immediate plans for her continued sissy girlie-boi transformation and we had then had a hot fuck session. It felt so relaxing just laying back, my mind cleared of any distractions, my sexual needs sated and satisfied for the moment. I could feel her cum on my belly, pulling on my skin a little as it dried, reminding me that I needed to get off my ass and in to the shower but then remembered I still had my lingerie s**ttered around in there drying. I really didn’t want to move but then it struck me that I had Patti around to take care of things like that for me. I began thinking of other pain-in-the-ass type chores I could have her relieve me off since she would be living there and figured I might take some time with her in the morning to possibly make a list and go through it with her.“I got the sofa all cleaned up, Miss Jackie,” she walked in to the room and near the bed. “Good girl. And I bet my little sissy cum slut enjoyed it didn’t she,” I raised my eyebrows with an inquisitive gesture.She didn’t reply other than smile and lick the tip of her tongue around her lips.“Now I want you to go to the bathroom and check my lingerie. I want you to check each piece to see if it’s dry and if so fold it up then put it away. Anything that’s not dry I want you to take it to your room and spread it out on your bed to dry overnight. You’re not going to be using your bed so it won’t be a problem. Got that? Now get to it.”“Yes, ma’am, I understand and I’ll get right to it.”About 5 minutes later she walked out of the bathroom to carry some of them to her room then returned to the bathroom and emerged holding more of my things and walked up beside the bed.“Miss Jackie, these are all dry but I don’t know you wish them folded or where you would like them so I can put them away.”“Just put them on the bed for now,” I rolled off the bed and went to stand beside her. “I’m going to show you exactly how I like them folded and how I want them placed in my lingerie drawers.”I took a bra, a pair of panties and a pair of stockings and showed her how I liked each one folded, then showed her which drawer to put each one into and how I liked them arranged.“Okay,” I looked at her. “Got it? You understand what I want and where?”“Yes, ma’am.”I laid back down on the bed and rolled on my right, propping my head on my bent arm so I could watch her as she worked while I talked to her.“Patti, I showed you this because I have decided that from now on you will be taking care of my lingerie. There are also other household duties I will be assigning you as well, such as doing all of the other laundry, cleaning, straightening, and cooking and so on. These are simple duties that I expect you, as my live-in sissy girlie-boi, to do without my having to remind you, and I will consider any slacking as a sign of disobedience. We will go over them tomorrow.”“Miss Jackie,” she looked at me with a slight bit of concern, “I understand and will do my very best to please you and get my chores done but I may find it a bit hard to do them to your satisfaction.”“Oh?” I raised my eyebrows.“I mean with having to work all day and then come home to do them, I fear not having enough time.”“I’ve considered that and it won’t be a problem. Another thing you are going to do tomorrow is call your boss and resign. Since you will be living with me and I will be taking care of you I don’t see any reason why you need a job and all of its distractions. As you know I am not wealthy, but I feel I do make enough to take care of both of us comfortably, and that includes giving you a generous allowance to spend as you wish.“Before you say anything or even try to protest, that is my decision and it is final. Realistically, you probably would have to quit soon anyway. Once you get your tits how could you walk into work and explain that. Even if we don’t get implants but let them grow naturally through your hormones it’ll only be a matter of time before they won’t go unnoticed. And I think it is fair for me to presume that even now, given how your breasts are developing, you have already received some curious looks and questions.”“Yes ma’am, I have,” she admitted. “A couple of people had mentioned it; I blamed it on high blood pressure medication but I don’t think they believed me.”“I’ll trust you to take care of it then. I don’t think I’ll need to stand over you to make sure but I want you to do it early. We’re going to be a bit busy later on, going to the breast form store and then we’ll go to your apartment to get some of your essentials. I also want you to call your landlord and tell him you’re moving out and will be gone by the end of the month. This is all fairly clear and simple so I don’t think you should have any questions. Now get back to finishing my things.”“Yes ma’am.”Something I hadn’t mentioned though was a side trip to homeless shelter. When we packed her clothes every bit of male attire that she had was going in to separate bags which we were going to drop off as donations. From now on she would be have no need for any male clothes, except for the times we would go somewhere and she needed to be dressed as a 20’ish young girl, everything she wore was going to be cutesy frills, lace, pastels – lots of pink, yellow, baby blue – and so on, the proper attire for a sissy girlie-boy. I felt a little badly about being as domineering as I was in ordering her around and taking charge of her life as I was doing, but it was something I felt I had to do. I wanted it to be clear to her what her role would be in my life and what I expected from her. I knew that deep down her true nature was that of a submissive sissy and I wanted to bring that side of her out; not only for my own satisfaction but I also knew she would blossom when she fully recognized and grew in to the person she was born as and meant to be.I had visions of having her greeting me at the door when I got home from work, having her dressed in a cute little maid outfit as she did her chores on the days I was off, going braless with just her panties, stockings and a garter belt in the evenings while she served me – and maybe some of my friends. The possibilities were endless and I was become hard thinking of all the pleasures we were going to have; I reached down and started stroking myself.She had continued her folding and had finished with my stockings and panties and was just starting on my bras but my movements had obviously caught her eye and she paused for a moment to stare at my cock, then resumed her folding. Yet she wasn’t folding the bra she had in her hands as much as she was examining it, running şişli escort her fingers over the inside of the cups, looking at the size tag and feeling the material between her fingers.“What are you doing, Patti?”“I was…I was…” she stammered, “just admiring you bra, Miss Jackie. Dreaming about how it is going to feel when I have my own real tits, instead of just tiny titties like I have now. Beautiful full tits like yours. And how it’s going to feel to when I’m putting my own real tits in my own real bras. And…” she began to sound wistful, “feeling the material against my nipples as it caresses my flesh and holds my tits proudly in front of me. Knowing when I wash them and see the tag with my size it is really my size and they are my real bras. I know I have bras now and even if they are physically real,” she lowered her hands still holding my bra and looked at me, “they’re not really real. They’re just kind of like toy bras that hold my toy tits,” saying this last bit almost contemptuously It was clear how badly she wanted this next step in her feminization and how exciting the dream of having tits was to her, the nipples on her growing breast buds were hard and her sissy clittie was becoming stiff. I also notice that her eyes seemed to be a bit damp and it touched me.“C’mere, honey,” I opened my arms towards her inviting a hug. I wanted to comfort her, to assure her that Miss Jackie was going to take care of all of little Patti’s desires.She put down my bra and crawled across the bed to me, lying against my right side with her head nestled against the bottom of my face as I closed my arms around her and held her tight. She d****d her arm across my chest and snuggled close to me, lying on her left side. I could feel her little stiffie against my thigh and the nipples of her tiny titties brushing against my side.“Oh, my little one,” I kissed the top of her head, “don’t be upset. I told you that we were going to work on you having some nice breasts and we will. I promise. Beginning tomorrow. In the morning I’m going to call our doctor and discuss with her what we talked about regarding your hormones and then we’ll go to the breast form store. Okay?”“Yes, ma’am,” she sniffled and looked up at me. “I feel so safe and secure with you and I know that you will do what is right for me. I’m sorry if it might have sounded if I had any doubt that you wouldn’t take care of me as you said. It was just feeling you bra and thinking of your tits filling it out made me want mine even more and I was just feeling sorry for myself.”“I understand, Patti,” I smiled. “How about a kiss?”It seemed like she couldn’t get her lips on mine fast enough, scooting up and pressing her slightly opened mouth against mine, wiggling her tongue past my lips and teeth and almost forcing it into my mouth. I returned her kiss as I reached down to grab her hips and pull her on top of me. I was instantly aroused as I felt her stiff clittie-dick nestling down between my thighs and my cock rose to a full erection. Holding her firmly by her hips I pressed down enough to keep her clittie in touch with my dick and started rotating her bottom so they slid around each other.“Oh, Jackie,” her voice was low as she pulled her mouth off mine “I love feeling your cock on my clittie. I wish you could fuck me like a real girl”“You do, huh?” I had a sudden idea. “Get off of me and lie on your back.”She rolled over and when she was off of me I got off the bed, walked to the nightstand to get my lube and crawled on the bed next to her.“Now tuck yourself. Put your clittie down between your legs and bring your legs together to hold it there. Not too tight, just tight enough to hold your clittie in place. Make a nice pussy for me.”She smiled broadly as it looked like she caught on to what I had in mind and did as she was told, making a nice tucked ‘V’ of her crotch. I dribbled a little lube on her new pussy and a small line of the top of my shaft then straddled her thighs.“Now, my little toy, I’m going to fuck you like the sissy girl you are.”I bent over her and braced myself up with my left arm as I grabbed my dick in my right hand and rubbed it around the ‘V” of her thighs. When I felt it slip into place I released my hand to use my right arm to further support myself over her.“Are you ready you my little toy?”“Oh, yes, Miss Jackie,” she nodded her head, still grinning broadly. “Your little fuck toy is ready for you to fuck her.”I lowered my pelvis, slowly sliding my cock into her newly made pussy, along the stiffness of her clittie until my groin joined hers. The lube made it slick and it was just tight enough to give almost the same sensation of fucking a real pussy as I withdrew and slid back in a couple of time. I heard her little out a small sigh.“That’s nice, honey,” I looked down at her, our groins still joined as I held myself above her. “I want you to keep your legs together just like that while I fuck you.”“Oh yes. I will,” she hurriedly agreed. “Fuck me, Jackie. Fuck your sissy.”I rotated my pelvis a few times then drew back and started sliding up and down between her thighs as I lowered my body on top hers, squishing my tits down on her small girlish mounds. Placing my left hand behind her head I raised it as I lowered my lips to hers and licked my tongue across them. She opened her mouth to receive my tongue but I hadn’t intended to kiss her. Instead I licked across them, then planted small kisses and licks up her cheek, across her eyes and down her other cheek before finally placing them on her lips, all the while fucking her new pussy with steady strokes. Her hands flew to the back of my head and pulled my mouth tightly on her, stabbing her tongue inside to dance with mine. As we kissed passionately I slid my right hand between our bodies and cupped it just below her left tittie, kneading her pad as I rubbed my thumb across her nipple, she mumbled something against my mouth and raised her hips to against me. “What’s that baby,” I broke our kiss and raised my upper torso from hers.“Nothing, I was just moaning when you played with my tittie.”“So, do you like me fucking you like this? Huh?” I thrust hard into her pussy.“Oh, God, yes. Fuck me, Jackie. Rub your big hard cock on my stiff clittie-dick.”I gave her what she wanted, sliding my dick between her thighs and pounding my pelvis into hers. It was a new style of fucking for me but it was wondrous, feeling the tip of my cock gliding along her stiff clittie-dick and my shaft being clenched between the flesh of her thighs.I bent my head down to her chest and took almost all of the meat of one of her tiny titties into my mouth, suckling on her like a baby as I flicked my tongue over and around her nipple and gave it nips with my teeth.“Yesssss!” she hissed. “Suck my titties. Bite them. Fuck me!!”She hunched up at me and began squeezing her thighs, just like she milked at my dick when I fucked her sissy-pussy. I fucked her harder, moving my hands underneath her ass to pull her up as I drove into her fake pussy. As I held her ass off şişli escort bayan the bed it give me a slightly better angle while I fucked her and all of a sudden on my down strokes I felt the head of my dick sliding of the end of her stiffie and caressing the tip of her clittie.“Yeee,” she shrieked and clasped her thighs on my dick. “My clittiieee!!”I knew what she meant; I felt the same sensation since the head of my cock was becoming more sensitive leading to my orgasm. I held her at that angle as I pumped, dragging my dick along her stiffie as I pulled back then sliding it down until I felt my tip slide past the end of her clittie, occasionally letting the contact linger as I circled my pelvis and let the ends of our two sexual organs caress each other.“Oh Jackie…oh Jackie…” she panted. “Don’t stop.”I didn’t have any intention of stopping, I was extremely aroused by then and wanted to cum.“Fuck me, Patti,” it was almost a command, “fuck me and make me cum in your sissy pussy!”“Nggnh, nggnh,” she was groaning as she rotated her hips and clenched at my dick. “Wanna cum too.”We were humping, grinding and pummeling each others crotches with our fucking. Both of us seemingly lost in the ecstasy of mutually approaching orgasms, reaching for the release that would give us the pleasure that only two fucking human bodies could understand.“That’s it little girl, that’s it,” I grunted at her. “Get ready for me.”My dick was so sensitive by then that I could barely stand it and I felt the beginning of a tingling in my body and a twitching in my cock that I knew I was I ready to cum. I thrust forcefully one final time to slide my dick down her stiff clittie and feel my glans on the tip of her clittie-dick then drew back about halfway as my cum began to spurt from my slit, filling the crease of her ‘V’ and coating her stiff clittie shaft. As I climaxed I moaned as my body shook form my release and bent my head to mouth her tittie pad and bite her stiff nipple. “Aieee” she screamed, and I felt her shudder as she was overcome by her own climax and she clasped her thighs together to hold my cock tightly in her fake pussy. We stayed locked together as our juices pumped from our bodies, only relaxing after we were both totally spent. I felt her thighs relaxing and freeing my dick as her composure returned and rolled off to lie beside her. As I laid there calming down I looked at my dick and saw it was wet and coated with my cum, and glancing over at her saw the insides of her thighs and her now shrunken sissy-clittie also covered with my spunk.After we had been separated a minute or so she rolled on her left side and scooted next to me, molding her body against my right side and pulling my arm under and up around her and then held my hand. Her breathing almost sounded like a purring kitten as she nestled against me.“Well, my little fuck toy,” I said softly, “did you enjoy being fucked almost like a real woman?”“Oh yes, Miss Jackie,” she looked up at me with adoring eyes, “I loved it. It made me feel like a real sissy girlie-boy. Thank you.” She bent her head up and kissed my cheek.“You’re welcome, Patti,” I kissed the top of her head. “I enjoyed it too. But you’re not quite done yet.”She looked at me puzzled. “You’ve got a mess to clean up,” I pointed to my cock and also to the moist puddles of her sissy cum on the blanket.She looked to where I was pointing and her expression changed to a smile. Without saying a word she crawled over and licked up her own juices then slithered back to my side until her head was even with my crotch and slid over my leg to lie with her face between my thighs. Looking up at me she gave me a lewd smile, ran her tongue seductively around her lips then plunged her face between my right thigh and balls and lapped her tongue up the crease. It was sensational and I knew I would be hard pressed to not have a full erection by the time she was done. As she tongued the crease she grasped the top of my cock in her fingers and held it upright as she began licking along and under my ball sac then suddenly opened her mouth wide and took one of my balls inside, lightly sucking it as she flicked and lapped on the flesh. She let that ball slip out and repeated her sucking and licking on the other then let that one go and began lapping her tongue in the crease of my left thigh. I felt her tongue stay stiff as she raised her head, dragging it along my bare skin, unit l saw her eyes peering at me from the V of my cock and thigh.“I’m trying to get all the cum, Miss Jackie,” I couldn’t see the bottom half of her face but her eyes seemed to be twinkling, “I hope you don’t mind my sucking your balls while I’m licking.”“No, my little toy,” I was damn near panting but I didn’t want her to now exactly how much pleasure she was giving me, “that’s fine. Do what you need or want to get it all.”Without saying anything more her eyes disappeared back down into the V and she continued licking the side of my ball sac. My dick was fully hard now so she released her fingers and slid them under my ass, held on to my cheeks and tugged like she wanted me to slide down a little. I did as I thought she wanted, and also raised my legs and pulled them back. She muttered a low “Mmm” and moved her face further between my thighs and started licking the taint between my balls and asshole, placing her tongue at the rim of my hole then dragging it slowly up across my sac then along the underside of my stiff dick.“Awww, fuck!” I spat out. “That’s good, Patti. Make sure you get all that cum.”She licked me like that for a couple of minutes then stuffed her face forward a bit and tickled my asshole with the tip of her tongue. I raised my hips to let her have access to whatever she wanted and she quickly moved her mouth over as much of my hole as she could, slobbering her wet tongue across it and trying to tongue fuck my pussy. She gave my hole one last long lick and kissed it then pulled her head back, crawled from between my thighs and sideways to me on the bed, her head and face in my crotch.“I’m all done down below, Miss Jackie,” she turned her face towards me. “But I still have to clean up here as well as your cock. Is it okay if I lay here like this?”I only smiled and nodded my head as she turned her face to my crotch. Then she shifted and started licking and lightly kissing the area over my pubic mound and making tiny circles around the base of my cock with the pointed tip of her tongue. She extended it and gave me long, lapping swipes all over my flesh, then held my cock firmly around the base and dragged her flat tongue up it’s entire length.“Mmmm, lots of yummy cum there,” she turned to face me with an impish grin. “I gotta have more of that.”Shifting slightly, she moved her head over my cock, opened her mouth and slowly took as much of my dick inside as she could. She held her head still as her lips closed around my shaft and she suckled my meat as her tongue darted around my erection with quick light stabs. It was incredible, as she always was when she was mecidiyeköy escort bayan sucking me off, and I instinctively placed my hands on the sides of her head. She sucked my dick like that for only a few seconds before beginning to bob her head up and down, sometimes pausing to lightly grip her teeth behind the shoulder of my crown to lick around my dick head and tease my slit with her tongue, then returning to up and down motions.I was totally aroused feeling and watching her tender lips sliding along my pole, leaving it wet with her slobber as she pulled her face up then taking it back in as they slid down. Ceasing her sucking to pull her mouth off, leaving a strand of spittle from her lips to my dick head, then licking all around, up the underside; all the while making slurping sounds and low moans as she worshipped my cock with her mouth, that fleshy piece of meat that seemed to give her so much joy and that she could never get enough of. “Suck it little one,” I encouraged her. “Suck my cock and so I can give you more cum!”“”Yesss,” she moaned, “more cum. Give me more. Pleeaaseeee!”She licked up my shaft and plunged her head fully down, her nose touching my mound as she took the tip of my cock in her throat. I held her there for a moment as she worked her throat muscles as much as she could on the head of my cock, then released the pressure from my hands to let her do as she wanted, as long as she kept sucking me. She renewed her efforts, her head bobbing up and down rapidly as her hand fisted whatever piece of my dick wasn’t in her mouth, pulling off to lick my shaft, lightly nipping me as she suckled on my crown.“Umphh, umphh,” I started to grunt as I lifted my hips and started fucking her mouth in rhythm with her bobbing head. “Make me cum, you fucking sissy slut!”“Mm hmm”” she mumbled, her mouth too full of my cock to speak plainly.I became too much for me to handle. Her warm wet mouth – that perfect oral fuck tunnel – slurping on my cock, sucking so eagerly to draw the cum form my body and into her mouth, wanting that creamy treat of man juice in her belly. I raised my pelvis from the bed and thrust my dick into her mouth and started squirting, holding her there with my hands.“Shit!” I screamed. “Take it, you cocksucker.”She sucked and sucked and sucked. Pumping my shaft and dropping a hand to my balls to knead them, almost as if she was making sure to squeeze every drop of jism from them, up my dick and into her mouth. I watched her cheeks puffing in and out, the muscles in her throat contracting and relaxing as she sucked the cum from my cock and swallowed. I was soon dry and dropped my hips back on the bed.But she was relentless and didn’t seem to want to release my dick from her mouth. Keeping it there and reducing her savage sucking to a gentler suckling, giving the sensitive tip of my cock light flicks with her tongue across my piss slit. I laid back and enjoyed my post orgasmic bliss, stroking the top of her head and she suckled my deflating meat. I let her do as she wished, I didn’t want to deprive her of anything that gave her, as well as me, pleasure.She kept my cock in her mouth for about 5 minutes before finally lifting her head and letting it fall back on to my mound. She stroked it with her fingertips a few times, muttered “Thank you Jackie’s dick, for your delicious treat,” and kissed my now flaccid meat lightly before raising her head and sitting upright, her legs crossed Indian fashion and her hands clasped between them.“I think you’re all clean now, Miss Jackie,” she gave me a devilish smile, “what do you want me to do now?”“Oh, you little shit,” I smiled broadly along with her, “c’mere and give me a kiss.” I opened my arms wide.She almost jumped onto me and smashed her mouth against mine. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight as our mouths opened and our lips circled each others while our tongues danced. I broke our kiss and pulled her head down to rest in the depression between my chin and tit.“You know,” I tipped her face up to look at me, “I hadn’t expected you to give me a blow job. I just wanted you to clean up the mess from our fuck.”“I now that. But after beginning to lick up the mess I couldn’t help myself from wanting some more cum. And,” she giggled, “I wanted it fresh and warm.”“My, oh, my,” I shook my head slowly in amazement, “you certainly are a little cock loving cum slut, aren’t you?”“Yes, ma’am,” she pecked my cheek. “But only yours. I’m YOUR cock loving cum slut, fuck-toi sissy. And I love the taste and feeling of your cum in my mouth and your dick in my sissy-pussy.”“Oh, Patti, I just don’t know what I’m going to do with you. Got any ideas?’Her expression changed from being joyous and fun loving to somewhat serious and she bit her lower lip but she didn’t say anything.“Well,” I prompted her. “Tell me.”“I don’t know, Miss Jackie. Just, please, keep me here with you. I have pledged myself to you, all of me, and I will do whatever you want to keep you happy. You may do whatever you wish with me because I trust you and I know you will take care of me and only do with me what is best for me. I..,” her eyes dropped from mine, “I don’t know what I would do without you.”“What a sweet honest reply,” I kissed her forehead. “Patti, you can stay with me as long as both of us want it and right now I feel as if I won’t ever want you to leave me, but that is a choice that is always open to you. I promise I’ll never hurt you or make you do something you absolutely don’t want to do. Unless, that is, you are being punished for being disobedient. Gimme a quick kiss.”I held her and against me and gave her a quick kiss, then gave her a playful slap on the ass.“Now get this sweet little ass of yours up, go turn out all the lights and lock the doors then come back to bed. We’ve had a pretty exhausting and sometimes tense day and I think it’s time we got some rest. We’re going to have a busy day tomorrow.”“Yes, ma’am,” she replied, “but what about your lingerie? I didn’t finish it and, in our fun,” she giggled at her own little joke, “some of it got messed up.”“Don’t worry, little one,” I comforted her, “you can take care of it tomorrow. Now scoot. And turn off the overhead light.” She crawled off the bed and padded to the door, and I again admired her beautiful ass as her cheeks wobbled and jiggled. I was, indeed, lucky to have such an attractive little girlie boi sissy to live with and take care of my needs. She came back to my room a few minutes later, picked my lingerie off the bed and floor and placed it on the top of my dresser then straightened the sheets and blanket before getting back into bed, pulling the covers over both of us and lying back down by my side.“Very good, honey. I’m impressed.”“By what, ma’am?”“The way you picked up and took care of my things then straightened the sheets without me having to tell you. I do believe you are going to be a good little maid for me.”“Thank you, Miss Jackie,” she was smiling widely from my compliment. “I’ll try hard to do my best to make you happy with me.”“I know you will. Now give me a goodnight kiss.”She wrapped her arms around me and we had a nice tender kiss before I reached over and turned out the light. As I settled in to bed I pulled her close and held her next to me as we drifted off to sleep.

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How my wife became a Hotwife Part 4Where we left I was relaying the story told to me by my wife of just what happened in that fateful afternoon when Bonnie almost instantly changed from a wife and mother to a Hotwife in need of cock. She was being seduced by Hank…Hank is an older gentleman who seems to have the power to turn women into insatiable whores. He did this exact thing to my wife, and she has never been happier. As with part 3…this part was told to me as well by my wife some two weeks after the event. Bonnie had just been told by Hank that she was going to suck his cock and get him ready to fuck her. He did not force this on her….she willing did it….Bonnie opened wide to take in the head of Hank’s engorged cock. Her deep red lips closed around his cock…she let out a moan of pleasure as she felt the heat of his cock on her tongue, She savored the slightly salty taste of the skin. Bonnie took in as much of the fat cock as she could. She held Hanks cock deep in her throat as long she could, then slowly raising her head up. Bonnie began to swirl her tongue just beneath the head if the cock causing Hank to let out a long sigh. “That’s it Bonnie”….”mmmm… you definitely know how to suck cock like a pro. Bonnie continues to use her tongue as she traced down the shaft of Hank’s cock all the way down to his massive balls. My wife’s tongue licked Hank’s balls as if they tasted like candy. Taking each one into her mouth she could feel how each one seemed as pig as a fig. Hank was enjoying Bonnie’s special attention to his nuts. He spread his legs wide so that she could clean all around his nuts. Bonnie shifted back to the rock hard shaft…licking up and down all the while starring Hank directly into his eyes, She wanted Hank to approve of her effort, She realized she still had her swimsuit on. She raised up, not taking her eyes off of Hank, and removed the suit exposing her full naked body to her new lover. It occurred to her how much Hank liked big boobs, She lowered her head back down to the huge cock. This time she took both of her gorgeous 40D breasts and wrapped them around Hank’s cock, She sucked the head of his cock as she moved her tits up and down on his shaft. Hank was enjoying Bonnie’s work, His head tilted back and he let out a guttural groan of approval. He was ready…he was ready to fuck my wife. To fuck her like never before. Just as she was told Bonnie climbed on top of Hank as he lay on the sofa. With her left hand she reached between her legs and with her fingers she spread he cunt open for the big cock. With şişli escort her right hand Bonnie reached for his cock. bringing it closer and closer to her wet pussy. “That’s it Bonnie” hank said,” You are ready to be fucked aren’t you” asked Hank? “Yes” said Bonnie. “yes what” asked Hank. “Oh yes…I am ready to be fucked… fucked like never before… god I want your cock inside of me” Bonnie begged, “Okay Bonnie…I am going to give you what you crave> Hank replied.Bonnie bit down on her lower lip as she first placed the head of Hank’s cock just inside her pussy, “Easy now…this isn’t your husbands little cock…take it slow and easy” Hank directed Bonnie, She began to lower herself slowly….inch by magnificent inch onto Hank’s cock, Sharon watched on…she could see the wetness from Bonnie’s pussy began to roll down the stud’s cock, Bonnie had never felt a cock like this in her before….not her teenage boyfriends, not her college flings, not even her husband, This cock sent her muscles spasm into her first orgasm. She had only gotten 4 inches in and already she was cuming. “Oh ffffuck…oh fuck it’s so good” she moaned. “Keep going baby…there is still a bit more left to go” Hank said with a chuckle. Bonnie looked down. Hank was right, My wife looked into Hank’s eyes…she grinned…and then…with a single motion she dropped all down the remaining 5 inches. She was instantly met with a jolt of pain. She lost her breath and sat motionless as she collected herself. The heat from the massive cock felt like a hot iron deep inside her. After 10 seconds of heavy breathing Bonnie looked up at Hank and told him ” please make my pussy yours”, and with that Hank rolled Bonnie on her back and sent her to heaven.Hank started slowly fucking her with short easy strokes. Bam! Bonnie came for the second time. “oh fuck it’s big” she said. Hank grabbed Bonnie’s legs by the ankles and spread her legs open side, His pace picked up as did the length of his stroke in and out of my wife’s willing cunt. Bonnie was lost in lust all she wanted at that time was Hank to never stop fucking her, Orgasm number three for Bonnie was like no other before. It started in her thighs and raced up her body. It was a wave of pleasure like nothing else. The wave continue up to her pussy and went deep to her torso and into her chest, She had stopped breathing just as her eyes rolled back into her head, Bonnie shouted out ” oh fuck”. She began to cry from the sheer amount of pleasure she was receiving. She reached down to Hank’s ass and pulled him into her as tight as şişli escort bayan she could. He continued to pound into my wife’s pussy with relentless force. Each thrust sending spasms of pleasure into my wife. Hank let Bonnie catch her breath before rolling her over on her hands and knees and moving behind her, He entered her pussy from behind up to his balls with one thrust, Bonnie surprised Hank by telling him “oh fuck yeah baby…i fucking love it from behind”. Hank made her happy and grabbed a hold of my wife’s hips and just let her have it. He slammed into her pussy again and again, “this pussy is mine now isn’t it” he told her. “I will use it anyway I want”, Bonnie just moaned “uh-huh” “who does this pussy belong to Bonnie” asked? “You” Bonnie replied. “Who owns your pussy” he shouted? “YOU DO…HANK OWNS MY PUSSY” Bonnie shouted. “I am going to cum in you now” Hank told Bonnie. “Oh god yes Hank…fill my pussy…i need your cum inside me”, And just as she asked for it Hank emptied his huge balls into my wife’s used pussy. Bonnie described it as a water hose being bound-up and then all at once released inside her. Bonnie got up onto just her knees, she turned back towards Hank and embraced him. Hanks hands grabbed Bonnie’s tits and pulled her in tight. They kissed each other deeply for several seconds. Bonnie later told me that a part of her fell in love with Hank at that moment. No other man had ever made her feel that way and she knew she could not give that up.Sharon helped Bonnie back into her original clothes. The two walked up the stairs, and as they did Hanks cum flowed down her leg. So what the hell was I doing during this. During the moaning and groaning and screaming. I was outside swimming in the pool. Of course if I had bothered to look into the widows down stairs I would have seen it all. AS we were leaving Bonnie gave Sharon a big hug and kiss. She whispered “thank you…I now know that you had pretty much planned all this…thank you for giving me something I’ll remember forever”. I took my wife home without the first clue of what had happened.For the next week or so Bonnie was walking around on cloud 9. She was loving and attentive and we made love more than usual. I was enjoying this side of her thoroughly….and then it stopped. No more sex and she wouldn’t say why, A week later, on a Friday night, I was pulling into the driveway and getting out of my car. Bonnie walks out of the house dressed like a million dollars. She is working that pinup look and man does she look hot.Tight skirt, low cut tight top mecidiyeköy escort bayan and high heels. I’m thinking great! a night out on the town. Just let me shower and change and we can go. Bonnie said “sorry sweetheart I have other plans”. WHAT THE HELL!. She waved bye as she drove off. The next seven hours I am left wondering what is going on. She isn’t responding to calls or texts. In fact she had turned off her phone. I try and stay up but I am exhausted, At 1:30 she walks into our bedroom and wakes me up. She wakes me up, smiles and kisses me. She reached for my dick and gives it a squeeze “miss me” she says. I noticed she looks a little disheveled. I ask her where the hell has she been, “I told you sweetheart I had made other plans”. “Doing what and with who” I asked. With a smile on her face and rather nonchalantly she replied “I was with Hank sweetie…he and I had a date”. What the fuck??? a date??? are you k**ding? Bonnie takes of her clothes and walks into the bathroom. I can see that her ass is very red. She turns on the shower as I follow her in waiting for an answer. Bonnie starts to brush her hair. “Bonnie what the hell is going on” I ask. Somewhat annoyed with my tone she turns and asks “do you remember me telling you about Sharon and Jake and how Jake lets Sharon date other guys…..well Hank is her boyfriend…and well now he is mine to”. Bonnie gets into the shower. “Are you fucking crazy…what are you talking about” i ask. “You fucked him didn’t you” I asked’ “Oh yes…of course I did” she said. I’m flipping out now. She said you know how you like the little landing strip down on my pussy” “Yes” I replied scared of what she would say next. “Well Hank prefers me clean shaved” and with that she pulled back the shower curtain and showed me he bald pussy. I am utterly speechless. Bonnie steps out of the shower and puts a towel around her. She walks over and looks me in the eye. She knows what just happen has hurt me deeply…she can see it in my eyes. She puts her arms around me and hugs me tightly. She pulls back a little and says “sweetheart….you are my true love…I can not even for a moment imagine not being your wife…you are in my heart forever….but….you see I have discovered something about my self…I am a very attractive and very sexual woman….men desire me and I find that a huge turn on….Hank desires me and well…he is a gifted lover….he makes me feel incredible and I simply can not give that up”. She can see that her words were another gut shot to me. “You are confused and hurt right now but I promise you will feel different about this later. You will see that it is what I need and you will understand and approve eventually” She kissed me goodnight, I asked her if she was going to see Hank again, “Yes he is taking me out again tomorrow night”.

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BtVS: With Love And A HippoBuffy the Vampire Slayer: With Love And A HippoSo they’re in Cleveland, and have just had the most mind-blowing sex ever, having more or less fucked out each other’s brains, and pretty much the only thing Dawn is able to say at that point was, “Guh.”But Faith pulled on a shirt and reached for her underwear and looked at Dawn and asked, “So when do you leave for Europe?”And suddenly Dawn’s world comes crashing back down to the ground. “This afternoon,” Dawn said. “You know, I’m sure we could manage some way or other to smuggle you out of the country if you wanted to come with–“”No,” Faith interrupts. “Buffy’s right; someone has to stay here and guard the Hellmouth, and I’m the obvious choice.”Dawn pouted, and Faith leaned over and kissed her tenderly. “Look,” Faith said, “just because you gotta go doesn’t mean we can’t take advantage of the time we have left.”* * *So Dawn was thinking more sex, but then Faith kept on putting on her clothes instead of taking them off, so obviously that wasn’t what Faith had in mind. Dawn’s next guess was a bar or a strip joint or maybe even a movie, but instead when she follows Faith she finds the two of them getting off the bus right in front of the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo. At first she thinks this is Faith’s wacky idea of what a girl like Dawn likes to do, but then as they walk through the park and Dawn sees Faith’s face Dawn realizes that Faith is actually sincerely enjoying this herself.They look at the bears and the tigers, explore the Australian Adventure and the African Savannah, and spend an hour in the two-acre indoor rainforest. Faith curses when, after searching the zoo map every which way, she still can’t find the hippopotami.”I love hippos,” Faith says. “They’re such beautiful creatures, so graceful.” Dawn searched Faith’s face for any signs of irony, but the Slayer seems sincere. She smiles sadly then grabs Dawn’s hand and pulls her onto the next exhibit, a flamboyance of bright pink flamingos.Faith doesn’t believe that that is what a group of flamingos is called, a flamboyance, and only crosses her arms and stares at Dawn incredulously the more Dawn insists that’s what it is – until neither of them can take it anymore and they both burst out laughing.They finally find a hippopotamus – a soft, stuffed baby hippopotamus calf with a tag that says “Hi! I’m Harriet!”–in a zoo gift shop, and Faith buys it for Dawn. Then, when they’re looking at the elephants, they turn around and there they are, the real live hippopotami, and Faith’s face lights up like a ch*ld’s at the sight of her birthday cake.* * *The bathroom is clean for a zoo bathroom, and Faith shuts the door behind them with enough Slayer strength to jam it in the frame. Dawn gently sits Harriet the Hippo on top of the paper towel dispenser, then turns back to Faith and begins taking in the layout of the bathroom, observing her environment: three stalls to her right, a janitorial closet behind her, the row of sinks to her left and the large mirror which hangs above them, şişli escort the window which is so high up no one can see in or out but which nonetheless lets in just the smallest amount of natural light.Faith picks Dawn up by the waist and seats her on the counter between the two sinks. Dawn leans back so the back of her head is just touching the mirror behind her and grabs the faucets of the sink on either side of her, one with each hand, to brace herself as Faith squats and begins to unbuckle her sandals, letting the one shoe and then the other fall to the ground.Faith kisses the top of each foot near the ankle, then slowly makes her way up Dawn’s legs, kissing one leg and the other thing with just the lightest of kisses. She’s worked her way up to Dawn’s knees, and then is kissing the inside of her thighs, and Dawn is frozen in place, not moving, taking only the shallowest of breaths.Faith’s hands slip inside Dawn’s skirt, and Dawn pushes down on the two sink faucets, braces her shoulders against the glass mirror, to lift herself just a hair off of the counter and let Faith slip off her panties, slip them down her legs, and off her feet. Faith stands, holding the pair of cotton panties, and makes a show of tucking them in the waistband of her leather pants.Then Faith kneels, and infuriatingly she has begun again at the beginning, kissing the tops of Dawn’s feet, and Dawn has to stifle a scream to get on with already, that she can’t take it anymore, and she chokes it down in the back of her throat. She waits as Faith carefully leaves a trail of kisses up her calves and feels a thrill of victory as Faith reaches her knees and begins to kiss the insides of her thighs. Faith whispers something, and Dawn can’t hear what she says but can feel the warm breath against her thigh.And then it’s only a few moments more and Faith is finally inside her, her face hidden underneath Dawn’s skirt, and Dawn is struggling unsuccessfully to bite back the moans that involuntarily keep climbing their way up to her voice box from her abdomen. She closes her eyes, blocking out that avenue of sensation so that there is only the feeling of the mirror against the back of her head, the hard counter underneath her ass cushioned only by the thin fabric of her skirt, the two sink faucets each biting into a palm, and of course and most spectacularly Faith working between her legs, her tongue moving inside Dawn in rhythmic strokes that begin slow and gentle and gradually become quicker. Faith works with the concentration and skill of a seasoned veteran, drawing out levels of pleasure from Dawn like no one else can, not even Dawn herself.Twice Faith slows, drawing out the experience right when Dawn is so close to climaxing, and it requires an act of will on Dawn’s part to keep a clichéd phrase like “delicious agony” from passing through her thoughts. Even when she is being fucked in the bathroom of a Cleveland zoo by the girl who once tried to kill her s*ster, Dawn has some dignity, after all.The sounds that make their şişli escort bayan way up to Dawn’s voice box are more frequent and more insistent now, and Dawn gives up attempting to suppress them. “Oh, yes,” she whispers. “Oh, Faith.”And then – then there is a moment when even Faith disappears from Dawn’s thoughts, if she can even be said to have thoughts. The sensation is so pure that thought is replaced with unmediated experience, and Dawn is not Dawn Summers, not the s*ster of the Slayer, not a human being with needs and desires, and Dawn cannot help but wonder if this is what it was like to be the Key, pure bodiless energy. Then she opens her eyes and she is Dawn again, and she is in a women’s bathroom in the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo, and her girlfriend is standing up with a smile on her face.”Not bad, huh?” Faith asks, and Dawn falls in love all over again.Dawn hops down off the sinks, hoping the floor isn’t too dirty as her bare feet hit the ground. In a moment she is all over Faith, and as their tongues re-explore the familiar territory of each other’s mouths Dawn cups Faith’s breast and since Faith wasn’t wearing a bra she could feel the nipple underneath the Slayer’s t-shirt. They didn’t break the kiss until they have to in order for Dawn to be able to pull Faith’s shirt off her head, and then Dawn began kissing Faith’s jaw, her neck, going lower and lower between her breasts, crossing Faith’s stomach, until finally her lips rest just below the belly button.Dawn begins to unbutton, then unzip, Faith’s leather pants, and took the pair of her own panties that Faith had had tucked into her waist. She is about to put them back on when Faith takes them back from Dawn and shakes her head.”I got you Harriet over there,” Faith says, gesturing with Dawn’s underwear still in her hand at the plush pachyderm sitting on top of the paper towel dispenser. “Don’t I get a souvenir too?”Dawn doesn’t say anything but kisses Faith on the lips, then on the chin, working her way back down, beginning once again at the beginning. She feels Faith’s chest rise and fall as she takes a breath right when Dawn is kissing her between the breasts. Faith’s anxious, ready to be fucked, but Dawn figures that turnabout is fair play, so she takes her time getting back down to where Faith’s red thong is showing itself behind the open fly of Faith’s leather pants. When she does get there, she pulls down the pants and the thong just enough to give her room to slip in one, then two, then three fingers, just the way that Faith showed her, gently working Faith’s clitoris, massaging it. She works slowly but intently; she knows that as many times as she and Faith have done this, she’s still an amateur compared to Faith, and for that matter a likely contingent of the girls Faith has fucked.”Just like that,” Faith says, encouragingly. “That’s it.”Dawn slipped in another finger, even though she’s never done that before, and then, once she’s worked Faith a little more with all four fingers, she figures out how to ball her mecidiyeköy escort bayan hand into a fist and slip the whole thing inside. Faith took a quick, sharp breath, and for a moment Dawn is afraid that she’s done it wrong, that she has somehow hurt the Slayer, but then Faith says, “God, yes,” and so Dawn keeps on working her fist inside Faith, moving it up and down in rhythm to Faith’s quick breaths. “Faster,” Faith says, and Dawn complies, until Faith releases an incoherent string consisting mostly of her own name and the word fuck and when she finishes Dawn realizes that she has climaxed.Dawn removed her hand from inside Faith and turns to wash her hands at the conveniently located sink (next to which she has just been fucked) as Faith pulled back on her t-shirt. She slipped her feet back into her sandals as she then pulled a paper towel from the dispenser underneath Harriet the Hippo, and once her hands were dry she picks up Harriet then kneels down to buckle her shoes.”Come on,” says Faith, as with a quick pull she unjams the door. “We still have just enough time to visit the Monkey House.”* * *Buffy is engrossed in her copy of The Da Vinci Code as the plane takes off. Dawn has read Holy Bl*od, Holy Grail and can name the ten thousand ways in which it is bunk (it doesn’t even mention the well-known albeit completely erroneous legend that Mary Magdalene was a Slayer and Jesus her Watcher), so she ignores her s*ster and tries to focus on the in-flight movie instead.It’s some type of slasher movie, but she can’t really pay attention to it because she keeps on thinking of Faith instead. The dynamism of Faith dancing, fighting, fucking, on patrol, in bed, at the zoo. Suddenly she can’t keep her mind off the fact that under her skirt, she isn’t wearing any underwear.Hippos are beautiful, Dawn decides. They may occasionally look a little awkward because they have so much sheer power, but that means it takes all that more grace to simply go on living: to exercise, to feed, to drink, to mate. Because one wrong turn and all that power is suddenly heading in the wrong direction, and then even the hippopotamus itself is powerless to stop it. Hippos have to live up to a higher standard, Dawn realizes, than the rest of the zoo anim*ls.She hugs Harriet the Hippo even tighter and turns her head so that her s*ster won’t see the tears streaking her face.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” Dawn said, wiping away a tear.“It’s something. You’re crying.”“Thought you wouldn’t notice,” Dawn said as she turned to face Buffy, who was already facing her.“Tel me about him.”“Not a him.”“Her then, tell me about her”“I’m surprised that you’re not freaking out about it.”“It will take more than my sister coming out to freak this freak out,” Buffy said as she wiped away a tear from Dawn’s cheek.“Thanks,” Dawn said with a genuine smile on her face, the first since she last kissed Faith’s lips.“Why don’t you just tell her you love her,” Buffy said, seeing that Dawn was upset.“She’s too perfect, and I don’t know if she loves me back.”“She does. She told me so.”“WHAT?!”“Faith told me.”“Oh.”“She also said you have the most perfect set of breasts she has ever seen.”“Thanks,” Dawn replied with a huge smile across her face.‘I’m not jealous. Not jealous at all,’ Buffy thought to herself.

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Molly the Manager: Part 3This is the story of my year and a half relationship with my first long term friend/lover. The names of people have been changed. Geographical locations, names of long defunct retail establishments are real. As we had finished Thanksgiving dinner, we hated to eat and run, but both Molly and I had to work the next day. Molly’s older sisters gave me the perfunctory hug and the peck on the cheek. Both her parents hugged me. I had never met a family so happy. Perhaps they were happy to see me leave, I thought. I could not wait to get into the car and turn on the heater, Lake Tahoe was cold. Our drive from her parents home on the Tahoe Keyes was, as was all time with Molly surreal. This was really our first time “alone” as I did not consider our trip to Lawrence’s Department Store alone time. That was more a shopping trip as I was missing a couple of items to finish out the weekend, specifically shorts for the nightly hot tub parties. Molly broke the ice, “Well, I hope you did not feel too uncomfortable, I really did not warn you about my parents. I hope Dad was nice?” “Well, I was worried when today he wanted to take the boat out for a spin. I had images of the Godfather 2 movie. Take Fredo out and whack him.” “No, Mom said Dad likes you, so far. My sisters, on the other hand. Let’s put it this way. they figured in about 30 seconds that I was not some lost puppy I brought home for dinner. I did not give them all the details, but I did mention you were a kind and considerate lover. O.K., I threw in the multiple orgasms.””You WHAT? Darn, no wonder why they were particularly nice to me. Susan mentioned how you had your hair down, dropped the frumpy oversized knit sweaters and a certain spring in your step. You told your sisters everything?” “No, I left out certain things, the whisky, the rim jobs. I did mention you give wonderful massages. When I finally got you to take off your shirt that first night at the hot tub, everyone did a mental gasp. That is when they figured out we were doing a little “Roman Hands” and “Russian Fingers.” “Well, I am glad I did little to add to that. I went to bed and stayed there. Besides, it was nice to sleep on a full size bed and have a TV with a remote in the room.” “I did not behave. Do you know how many times I had to go off to masturbate? Everyone talks about the pressure guys are under to get off. The difference is they don’t put the same feelings to women. My hand was so unsatisfying, I found a small cucumber, even that wasn’t enough.” I tried to steer, rather successfully, the conversation off. It was my turn to play inquisitor. I found out all about her family and what her father did. I was always looking for a way to turn a dime. He was a venture capitalist and did investment banking. I guess with all that mob money floating around, there was a lot of it to go around. We arrived at her place. I helped carry in her luggage, the brought three suitcases for a three day stay. Molly mentioned she had to be at work at 7 AM. I took this wrong and said that I would go to my home. I was set straight!”Well, I have to get up early that does not mean you cant stay, just no marathon sessions of hanky panky. She took off her top and walked into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine, held it up and said, “Remember this?” By that time, I was standing in the kitchen with Molly. I opened up the cabinet, pulled out her pair şişli escort of miss matched wine glasses and she poured two glasses. The room was cold, as the heat had not been on since Monday night. I could see the cold was having an effect as she had goose bumps all over and her nipples were getting erect. We both clinked the glasses and what Molly said shocked me.”Mark, I love you.” We finished our wine. Molly mentioned she was going to take a shower. She mentioned I could turn on the heat as she scurried into the bedroom. She came out wearing a bathrobe and a towel. She slung the towel around me and said, “Come in and watch.” As she showered, the wine started hitting my head and the warmth from the bathroom heater mixed in with the steam coming from the shower added to the mood. She exited the shower and said, “Next.” I was better prepared to shower at her place. I took off my clothing and jumped in. Soon Molly had off the lights and had pulled out a couple of candles. She watched as I showered. As I was trying to wash my hair I felt this hand on my already hard cock. I lost all control as standing was not a position I was used to. Maybe it was the lack of anything, the mood of the evening or Molly saying, “It’s OK to cum, I’m doing this for you;” she sped up and increased the pressure and I came hard. “I figured you needed that. Lets go to sleep. Stay the night, I don’t want to be alone.” We went to bed together. I had never really slept with anyone prior to Molly. She fell asleep fast. I don’t know how long I was awake. It was the “I love you” that kept on being replayed in my mind. Molly’s alarm blared at 5AM She moaned as she rolled over, hit the snooze button and said, “Ten more minutes…..please.” I woke up, set the coffee going and found absolutely nothing that passed as breakfast faire to cook. In about ten minutes, Molly made her grand entrance, wearing a a plaid below the knee hemline skirt and what seemed to be three sizes too large sweater. She was rolling up her hair into the bun I had always seen her in. The only thing missing were the orthopedic looking “Old Lady” shoes. “Coffee,,,,,ah….coffee. Coffee is my friend. I am so sorry about last night. I was up half the night Wednesday.” “Why?” “First Susan and Tom (her husband) came into my room. Asking about you. Then Debbie (the oldest sister) and her husband (also named Mark) came in; asking about you. Then Mom came in, asking about you. I told her what I knew. Maybe she was worried I was some sort of Gold digger. When I told her about how you have no family and have been fairly successful living on your own since you were 19 and I did not tell you about our fairly well off circumstances in advance, she was relieved. Mom said that you have a lot of fortitude to be on your own when most people in the same circumstances would crumble.” Molly drank her coffee. I asked what her plan of attack was today. Her response was to keep the shelves full. I, on the other hand, was going to keep people from taking the stuff on the shelves without paying. As Molly slipped on her shoes, she turned to me and said, “Gosh, going to sleep in someone’s arms, waking up with a dream next to me and coffee made, I wonder if this is what it is like to be married?” She closed the door, only to open it momentarily, Molly stuck in her head, gave me a little smile, winked and blew me a kiss. I worked at a quick clean up of the coffee cups, drove to şişli escort bayan my place, unpacked by clothing, changed and went to work. I spent no more time in Molly’s department than I spent anywhere else. We had discussed what happened when people at Winestock’s were ‘coupled up,’ that usually meant a change in departments, shifts or stores. Well, I was shoplift security, so I was actually assigned to six different stores as I worked all six at different times. At one point, the floor manager approached me and said, “Go to Women’s Shoes and dial 488. I think there is a problem in Small Appliances, don’t go up there. You need to call.” I got Molly on the phone. “I get off at 10 PM. Meet me at my place?” “Sure, I will have dinner ready.” I got off at 9 PM, which gave me one hour to have things ready. I decided to hit the Corti brother’s Market, pick up some chicken, marinara sauce and some gnocchi. Just looking around Small Appliances, I saw men buying things for Christmas presents for their wives to cook with. Then in the frilly night cloths department buying stuff that was rather risque for their girlfriends and frumpy stuff for their wives. I had decided, if she still wanted me around for Christmas, I better get something, but it could not be too obvious but not cheap. I had a month. More on that in Part 5. When Molly came in at 1015 she looked rather chipper for having worked a 13 hour day. I had dinner ready. I had already put the plates, glasses and lit the candles on the table. Dinner was still in the oven. She let her hair down, took off her shoes and said, “I need to shower first. Wanna watch?” I did. Molly handed me the soap and a wash cloth and wanted me to do her body, which I was happy to do. I reminded her of dinner and told her this was making me a little hard. “Well, lets eat dinner and hold that thought.” As I dished the dinner into the plate I could hear the blow dryer going. Molly emerged in her usual kick around the apartment attire, A tank top and her faded, Calvin Kline jeans. She acted like she had not ate all day and wolfed down the food. Maybe she had not. “You know, most guys just know how to cook one thing….steak…and that is to feed their faces. I can tell, you cooked this. This is special.” Molly stood up grabbed one of the candles with one hand and reached for my hand with the other. “Bring the other candle, I think we can find something to eat for desert.” I almost joined the “Red Wing” Society”We walked into the front room and placed the candles on the Early American garage sale coffee table. She opened the hassock that served as an end table and pulled out that nice, furry oversized comforter and laid it out. She sat down on the blanket, as if on cue, I laid down next to her. She took off her top and laid down. I placed my left arm under her head gently massaged her nipples as we kissed. I moved around to her neck and kissed as I reached her breasts. As I sucked on her breasts I could hear her starting to moan. She unbuttoned her pants and I slid them down below her hips. Molly’s rose colored petals were already wet. I massaged her clit with positive results, as I could feel it not only getting hard, but the breathing became more intense. “My turn,” said Molly, “Lay on your back.” I don’t remember taking off my pants, but Molly started at my knee and ran her tongue up to my very hard cock. As she placed her mouth around my shaft. Molly started sucking mecidiyeköy escort bayan for a couple of minutes as she had never done so before. She stopped and said, “Not now. I want to have some more fun.” She ran her tongue up from my cock to my chest. She sucked on one of my nipples as she jacked me off. After a few minutes of that she lay back down on her back and said, “Go down on me some more.” Having already given her clit attention I moved to her inner legs. As I fingered her nipples I kissed first her inner thighs and moved to her vulva and that wonderful area between her vagina and her anus. I moved my tongue the wonderful folds of her vulva her outer labia and of course, the inner labia, and that wonderful part of the female anatomy that really is the ‘joy stick” (as Molly called it) the clit. I started sucking gently at first and at Molly’s insistence, harder and harder. Molly at first moaned lightly, then louder and her breathing became more rapid. She arched her back and said, “Stop! No. Stop!” At first, I thought she wanted to save an orgasm for intercourse but she got up real quick and ran to the bathroom. Several things went through my mind. Was she sick from my food? Had I almost got her to pee? I had a friend that told me his girlfriend came so hard, she lost bladder control. Was it something else? Molly exited after a couple of minutes and said, “Gee, that was close. My period just started. I felt myself ovulating Monday night, which is not a good sign since I’m on the pill, but I missed a a couple of days here and there.” She lay down next to me. My period was supposed to start last Friday, but I’m not regular. I figured if I told you, you would freak out, since I told you you did not have to wear a condom. Most guys think girls get knocked up to trap a man.” She moved her mouth up to my ear and whispered, “You are not like most guys.” I had no other comment than “Wow!” “I spent all that time masturbating because orgasms will get things flowing, if you know what I mean? Plus, I did not think you would like it if I bled while you were going down on me, as I think that would be pretty gross.” I honestly don’t know how I would have reacted to both scenarios. With all that talk about waking up together every day and is this what it is like to me married, I figured it must have been, as I looked back, a ‘test’ to see how I would react. Well, I would not have ran out the door, or demanded she visit the local abortion clinic. I did not, at that point, see myself married, but there could have been worse fates.”Meanwhile, back at the ranch, you are just worked up. Let’s see what I can do?” Molly started giving me a wonderful blow job. As I started feeling myself well up, I warned her but she did not move her mouth. I told her I was coming and she just started sucking and stroking harder. I could not contain myself any more. She did a little gag at first as my first few pumps must have been those hard shots that I used to get. “Wow, it is not as bad as I imagined, I’ve tasted a bit of your cum here and there and it is not as salty or bitter as I have heard it was.” Molly mentioned how she felt like a balloon and the air had been let out. She, in her pouty voice said, “Spend the night?” I agreed. She went to the bathroom. I heard the faucet running and as I looked in, she was brushing her teeth. “After taste, I did not think you wanted to taste yourself later on.” She put on her tank top and in what was a change for her, a nice pair of underpants. Usually, she wore those frumpy “grandma” pants, Like her sister Susan said, “You (meaning me) have some sort of effect on her, I have not seen her with her hair down since she was 16.”

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Rest Stop FlashOver the past few years I have become aware of my bi-sexual side and the pleasures of exhibitionism, especially for guys. My only outlet for this for a long time was the webcam; I am more than a little apprehensive about the “park bathroom”. Besides they smell. Most guys I have cammed for love the show and I really enjoy having them in my room. I drive for my job, not a big rig but a pickup. Sure allot easier to get in and out of parking lots. I love to get naked while I drive but have not worked up the nerve to flash truckers, some don’t appreciate it and I don’t want to end up upside down in a ditch dangling naked from my seat belt. Not a pleasant thing to explain to a trooper..After a boring week of calls I was in my room playing on the websites for chubs and lovers of chubby guys’ sites, I met a guy who was looking for someone who would let him watch them jack off. I of course was interested in someone watching. A perfect storm. He lived in Parkville, MO which is near the KC airport. I told him that I loved to be seen and that I was driving through KC later that week. He wanted me to meet in a secluded area but I was a little reluctant to meet someone in a strange place but he suggested a rest area north of the airport off I 29. He told me that I could stay in my vehicle and that he would park on a road that runs behind the parking area of the rest stop. He said that the road was higher that the parking area and the backside of the lot is rarely used. He said he would be there between 10:30 and 11:00. He gave me his cell number and said to call when I arrive at the rest area. I agreed with anticipation of fulfilling my exhibitionist tendencies and left St. Louis around 6:30. It was already getting dark.Driving nude is a little more risky şişli escort bayan for me since I drive a pick-up. Passenger cars cannot see in but all trucks can. I made the trips many times in the evening so at least I have the darkness and slightly tinted windows on my side. It is not that I don’t want to be seen, I just don’t need to give a lawyer any of my money. I usually have my pants off before I cross the MO River in St Charles and by Wentzville, naked. I drive nude all the way to St Joe when I need to stop for gas. After gas as I am entering back onto I 29, I am stripping back down. By the time I get to Omaha, I have been driving naked for over 400 miles.I use to put clothes on when I drove through Columbia because of all the overhead lights. That night I was enjoying my nakedness and a hard cock so much, in anticipation of my stop at the rest area that I decided I would risk driving through Columbia naked. The thrill was immense. Sitting back with my legs spread and my cock raging hard was a big turn on. I could not wait until I got to KC to do the same thing. The excitement of getting back into a well-lit city and then the rest area occupied my mind and right hand. Once there I drove alongside cars with men and women wishing I could just raise myself up a little so they could see my hard cock. I preferred it if the men could see more than the woman.Along 1-435 I need to take leak so I pulled off of exit 45. The exit has long looping ramp and you can see a car exiting for a considerable distance. I got out of my truck naked and stood in the middle of the ramp to pee. It was pretty brisk fall night and the cool air against my naked ass was titillating. It was all I could do to keep from jacking off right there.About 10 miles north of şişli escort the KC airport was the rest area, just north of exit 25. As I counted down the mile post, the adrenaline was rushing so much that I lost my hard on. I also slipped on a shirt and pants just to be safe. I pulled into the rest area and went back to the car parking area. I noticed about 4 big trucks out front and a few cars in the back. It was a little after 11 and I was late.As I drove back to the northeast side of the lot, there was no one parked there I think because there was a large light pole that lit up the area like daytime. I then saw a car parked on the road where he said he would be and the car fit the description. I got another huge rush of adrenaline and parked under the light so he could see in the front seat of my truck through the windshield. Because of my tinted rear and side windows, no one from behind could see me. All I could see in his car was the glow of his cigarette.The cab of my truck was lit up like a stage and I felt like I was about to go on stage like a stripper. He rolled his window down and held out his cell phone so I called it. He thanked me for showing up and I asked what he would like. He said to put my phone on speaker and do what he asks. I was so excited I still had no hard on. He told me to take off my shirt and show him my nipples. I did and reclined my seat some. He wanted me to play with them so I did. He was telling me I had great tits and wanted to cum on them. I started to feel a little like a toy for him and liked it.I know I am chubby and have a small cock and at times self-conscious but he said that he liked chubby guys. He then asked for me to take off my pants and show him my cock. I did and my cock had shrunk back like I just got mecidiyeköy escort bayan out of a cold lake. He said I looked sexy and to lay back and spread my legs. I reclined the seat more and raised the middle arm rest always looking over my shoulder for anyone coming our way.The rest area was still quiet. I took of my pants, turned a little to the side and placed a leg on the seat facing him. I was feeling incredibly sexy showing him an open crotch. He was saying how he loves a soft cock and asked me to play with it. I was in heaven. Completely naked, playing with my cock while someone watched and enjoyed me. I could feel the life coming back to my cock and as it got harder he said to jack off for him. I spread my legs more showing him my ass and rising up in the seat. He continued to tell me to do things and asked if I had a toy. I did not and I am sure if I did he would want me to use it. I probably would.He continued to tell me to do things and I did them. I was in his complete control and was enjoying being a sub to him. He asked me to show him my ass so I reclined the seat all the way laid face down, He asked me to rub my ass, and I did. He asked to get on my knees and spread, and I did. I slid my hands all over my naked ass letting my fingers massage my sweet spot and dropped one of them inside. I was rock hard and wanted to jack off to completion but he said hold a little longer. I almost shot my load a couple times but held off until he released me to go ahead. I laid back in the seat and spread my legs again showing him my hard cock and bare ass cheeks. At this point I did not care if anyone saw me and wished for a larger audience.I stroked my cock for a few minutes and then let the cum fly all over my stomach and chest. What a fantastic orgasm this was while someone watched. I laid there stroking catching my breath and he asked me to rub the cum all over my stomach which I did. He started his car, thanked me, and said I was a sexy guy, and then he drove off. I cleaned up and finished my drive.

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A Father’s RevengeI’m not going to lie, this is another story based in fact. I wrote this to get past a particularly nasty divorce. The actual situation was different but the hurt, anger and rage are too very real. I hope you enjoy it.*********Part One: The DiscoveryAugust 15, 2010:Sam Johnson hated going into the bank. A long time computer nerd, he so much preferred doing everything possible online. Paying bills. Ordering gifts. So much simpler than having to go out and interact with people. Today’s quest was something he always left to his wife Teresa, digging out the k**s’ birth certificates, immunization records and such to start the school year. Teresa though had an important client meeting out of town and convinced Sam to do it for her. OK, it was more the blow job and a promise of a master/slave weekend with Teresa as the bottom that finally got him to agree.Sam & Teresa had met in college almost 20 years ago in a computer drafting class. Teresa was studying to be an architect, Sam was the instructor. Even though Teresa was almost 2 years older, Sam already had a masters degree from M.I.T. and was working towards his P.H.D. What started as some harmless flirting with the teacher soon turned into a a torrid affair. While Sam may have been socially awkward and painfully shy at times, his vast imagination and 11” cock went a long way in Teresa’s book. In late April Teresa missed her period and they married just after the semester ended. The two of them made a strikingly odd couple. Teresa, with her classically Italian features, stood almost 6′ tall without her heels. Her jet black hair, olive skin and large breasts made her stand out in any crowd. Sam was 5’8”, blonde, pale and skinny. The kind of man no one seemed to notice. Two decades and 3 k**s later, life was good for their family. Teresa designed shopping centers and upscale condos while Sam took care of the house and cleared seven figures doing consulting work for Fortune 500 companies.With 2 teenagers in high school and another starting college, the yearly grind to produce ‘originals and/or certified copies’ of birth certificates was something that rubbed Sam the wrong way. “A high quality scan of the records should be sufficient” he thought to himself. After about 5 minutes of digging and organizing Sam found the required records for his two youngest and started to close the lid when something odd caught his eye. An old 3.5” floppy disc, something Sam had not seen in years. It had partially fallen out of an envelope that had come unsealed. “Teresa Magavio, PRIVATE” was typed on the front with her old college PO box number, along with a Panama City, Florida return address. Magavio had been Teresa’s maiden name. The post mark was April 30th, 1992. The same day that Teresa had told Sam that she was pregnant. Taking the disc, he left the envelope and replaced the safety deposit box before departing the bank.The whole way home Sam began have doubts. He didn’t doubt his wife loved him. He never doubted the paternity of his two sons, who looked more like his clones than his k**s. The one thing that always bothered him was his oldest c***d and only daughter Samantha, Sammy to everybody who knew her. Taller than his wife, without the soft Mediterranean curves. With her mocha coloured skin, brown hair, blue eyes and smallish bust, she looked nothing like any member of either side of either family. Teresa has always insisted that she favored her “Sicilian cousins”, but no colour photos of that part of her family where anywhere to be had.Sam thought back to that class not quite 20 years ago. The flirting began almost at once when Teresa realized how shy and inexperienced with women Sam was. Their first real date had been on Valentine’s Day. A date that Teresa had convinced him into asking her out on. Later that very same evening she had seduced him for the first time, taking his virginity in the process. For the next month they had slept together in his apartment every night, and had a few quickies between classes as well. What Sam lacked in experience he more than made up with enthusiasm and a huge prick. The largest prick that Teresa claims she’s ever seen, even in porno movies. Then in mid-March Teresa went off on spring break with some of her girl friends to Panama City. The very night she returned, she went to Sam’s for dinner and hot sex. Hot sex that resulted in a broken condom, their marriage and then daughter Sammy.Or so he had thought.Arriving home Sam went into what Teresa called his “Man Cave”. Unlike many of their friends, it had no big screen TV, no booze, or anything of the like. Instead Sam a computer set up that rivaled many of the major corporations he did work for. Sam specialized in security software. If you us a PC you probably have run programmes that he either wrote or helped to. Popping the disc into a drive he booted it up, almost dreading what might be on it.On the disc he found a series of photos. Most all were blurry closeups of an averaged sized but obviously black cock, coated in spunk, sliding in and out of a slightly hairy white pussy. The next to the last one was a very clear closeup of a black hand holding open the same woman’s pussy, thick with oozing semen. Sam noticed there was a familiar blue denim mini skirt near the edges of the frame. It was the last photo that ripped Sam’s heart from his chest: A perfect medium shot of the woman, naked save for the mini skirt pushed up above her hips.Her crotch a flood of thick, viscus sperm. The woman was Teresa. His Teresa…At least what Teresa looked like then. The skirt was very familiar to him, Teresa called it her “slut skirt”. She had brought it back as a souvenir from her trip to the beach. She had been wearing it the night he thought they had conceived Sammy. She had brought it out every so often, indicating by wearing it that she wanted Sam to pound her hard “like the slut I am…” Two of the times she had flaunted it had resulted in their two sons.Sam sat in silence for a long time. His mind spun out of control, his emotions twisted up like he had never known before. Beyond mere jealousy, his rage threaten to spin out of control.“Divorce her?”…“Disown Sammy?”… “Or maybe more drastic action is required???”…Sam began to laugh out loud with a laugh like he had never emitted before. Not the jovial sound of a happy soul, but the fierce cackle of a mind gone mad. “Yes, vengeance is the special on our menu today”, he thought darkly, “and, like Teresa has always said, ‘A dish best served cold’.”Sam started to type as his plan began to form.August 19, 2010:Teresa returned from her business trip, a contract for a new multipurpose retail/living community in her pocket. Something that would occupy her for the next several months. Sam greeted his wife warmly, not wanting to give the game away. “We going to have our weekend tomorrow?” Sam asked her, knowing full well that Teresa should have begun her period sometime in the last couple of days and as despite being an sexual a****l, she just couldn’t get frisky while she was on the rag. “Out of action for a few days tiger, how about the weekend after?” she asked with a gleam in her eye. “How about 2 weekends Hun, Labor Day weekend? We can send the boys to my folks and have 3 days all to ourselves… slave.” Teresa nodded briskly and kissed him on the cheek. “Yes master” she whispered into his ear. Sam smiled like a cat about to spit feathers.August 22, 2010:The boys started their school year while Sammy had already headed off to State College to begin her freshman year. Sammy had a full scholarship to play woman’s basketball, being gifted with athletic talent that no one else in their gene pool ever had before. Even without her sports abilities, she was eligible for any number of scholastic scholarships, despite the fact that Sam & Teresa could have afforded to send her to any college in the world. “Hey Sport” Sam said as he got his daughter on her cell. “I know you are a college girl now and all, but I was wondering if you could do the old man a favor? Your mom and I would like to get away for Labor Day weekend and I was hoping you could come back and watch your brothers for us please?” “Sure daddy, our classes don’t start till the Tuesday after the holiday and I’m all moved in to the fem-jock dorm here. Besides pop, you know I would do anything for you…” she replied.Sam’s smiled wide at her words. “She has no idea how true that will be” he thought to himself.“Could you get here around 7pm on that Friday night Sport? Oh, and don’t mention it to your mother please…” “I get the idea dad. You’ve got some kind of grandiose romantic plan worked up to surprise her with. I can only hope one day I can find a man as loving and considerate as you!” Sam almost laughed out loud at her words. “Thanks Sammy, we’ll touch base that Friday in case we have to flexible on the time.” “No worries daddy, you just focus on your plan so everything goes smooth. I know how much you hate it when one of your grand scenarios goes wonky!” Sammy said with a giggle. Sam struggled to suppress an erection as the details of Operation Labor day spun through his head.August 25, 2010:After returning the disc to the bank, Sam fabricated an on site client consult and took off for Panama City. After having done some background checking online, Sam found the photography business that had sent the photos. Arriving at the address he went inside for his appointment with the owner, a mister Samuel Jackson. “No, not that one. Not even related.” Mr. Jackson said extending his large black hand. Shaking it, Sam looked into his impossibly blue eyes. With his brown but graying hair and muscular athletic body, Sam had no doubt that he was looking into the face of Sammy’s true father. Sam explained that he found he needed some new professional portraits done for an important meeting he had in a few hours. “No prob” said Mr. Jackson, pointing Sam into his studio. In less than 10 minutes Sam had 5 excellent poses emailed to him from Mr. Jackson’s computer. “All the I.P. Information I will need” Sam smiled to himself as he walked back to his hotel. Sam spent the next few days watching TV, eating room service and and working his way through Mr. Jackson’ s computer firewalls, planting a collection of particularly rancid k**dy porn when he was done. He then made a few quick calls to the F.B.I. and media outlets from a burn phone. Within a few hours he watched Mr. Jackson hauled away in cuffs under the glare of multiple TV cameras. “One down” he smiled to himself.September 2, 2010:Sam had everything ready by the early afternoon. His sons off to their grandparents’ house. Cameras set strategically throughout the house connected to 5 days worth of digital recorders. All the appropriate costumes laid out, all the right toys in place. Yes, this would be a weekend to remember.At around 5pm Teresa arrived home. “Are the boys already gone?” she asked out loud. There was no reply. Walking through the house Teresa found the dinning room set to receive a lavish meal. Next to her usual place setting, she found an elaborate note that read:“Lover. This weekend will be something totally different from our previous games. There is no safe word. There will be no hesitation on your part. You will do what your are told when told to do it. If you are a good and obedient slave, you will be lavishly rewarded. Disobey and and your torments will be legendary, even in hell. Do not speak. Go to our room, strip COMPLETELY naked and change into the clothes you will find there. When you are dressed, put on the blindfold and await me. I will only give you an instruction one time, after that your torments will begin. You will be tested to your very limits. Good Luck. I love you. S.”Teresa trembled as she read the note. It seemed to her that someone other than her husband held her enthrall. She was nervous, scared, and more turned on than maybe ever before in her life. At that very moment she felt the wetness begin to escape her vaginal lips, pooling thickly in the crotch of her panties and running lightly down her thighs. Putting down the note she hurriedly made her way upstairs to her bedroom… “the master bedroom” she mused. A sly smile crossing her lips as she moved to the staircase.The house was dark as Teresa reached the second floor, a faint glow emanating from her bedroom. She paused at the doorway to see what lay before her. The room had about a dozen red tea candles around it’s edges. Spread across the foot of the bed was her costume for the weekend. Her thinnest, smallest, white tank top. ..The blindfold… Her ‘slut skirt’!“Oh shit!” Thought Teresa, “when did my period end?” Rolling the math through her slide rule mind, Teresa realized that she was probably ovulating at the moment. The thin, sticky film coating her inner thighs should have been warned her, but her preoccupation with the weekend and the fact that Sam hadn’t had sex with her for almost 3 weeks…“SON OF A BITCH!” Teresa instinctively put both her hands over her mouth, realizing that she had had spoken aloud without permission. Her eyes began to water as she went right to the edge of tears. “He’s going to knock me up tonight. Damn girl, you should have insisted he get snipped!”Teresa took a deep breath and steadied her nerves. She then began to strip.Pulling the business suit over her her womanly curves, she undressed quickly and in only a few minutes she was naked. Standing for a moment and glancing around the room, Teresa tired to figure out how he was watching her. “Is he somewhere şişli escort in the shadows or does he have a camera planted somewhere?” she wondered. Teresa began to grin with the thought it would probably be BOTH! , Putting one foot on the bed she reached into her vagina and removed her diaphragm, taking great pains to take her time and move around to capture the moment on video and/or give Sam a better view. After pulling it out she walked seductively over to the bathroom and tossed it in the trash. Checking her makeup in the mirror, as well as making sure Sam wasn’t hiding in the shower, Teresa returned to her bedside.She slowly lifted and pulled the tank top taunt across her upper body, her breasts already feeling the confinement from the simple cotton top. Then she picked up her ‘slut skirt’, the blue denim mini skirt she had picked up in Florida on her one and only trip to spring break. The spring break in Panama City… Breathing deeply Teresa flushed the memory from her head. “Never happened… never happened… Sam’s baby girl… Sam’s baby girl…” saying the phrases over and over in her mind like a Buddhist mantra. She stepped into the skirt and sucked her gut in a bit to get it zipped. Finally adding the blindfold, she awaited her fate.Sam had been watching her. Watching in his ‘man cave’ as his wife prepared herself. When she had shrieked out loud and covered her mouth, Sam knew she had figured part of tonight out. Yes, Teresa was ovulating this evening and Sam had decided that his 43 year old wife going to become a mother again. Still smiling, he mounted the stairs and proceeded to the master bedroom.Sam stood at the door of the bedroom much like had his wife, pausing to gaze upon the sight before him. He hesitated for a moment, almost loving her too much to continue, but he did. “Assume your position slave” he said tersely. Teresa dropped to her knees with her hands behind her back.Working quickly Sam bound Teresa’s hands behind her back and stood her back up. Attaching a spiky collar around her neck, he inserted a finger into the d ring of the collar and lead his wife from the room. “Where are we going to play?” thought Teresa. Out the door and then down the hallway they moved in silence, 3 doors down to Sammy’s room. Leading his wife towards the bed, he turned her around and gently pushed her down until she sat on the edge of the mattress, then pushing her back down on it as well. Taking her right ankle, he kissed it gently, stretched it out to the side and attached it to the leather cuff hanging from the brass headboard. The bed frame squeaked under the tension, alerting Teresa to their location. Sam then proceeded to do the same with her left ankle, affixing it with a matching cuff dangling from the foot board.For about 5 minutes Sam just stood there looking at Teresa. Not moving, barely breathing. All the while Teresa lay still, her senses being bombarded by the still silence. Her butt just hanging off the edge of the bed, her legs stretched wide, her crotch turned upwards, her hands bound behind her. No, there was no way to resist.Sam reached to a bedside table and took the first set of toys for his wife. Tugging her white tank top up to expose her breasts he attached a breast pump to her right nipple and then a second one to her left. Teresa had very sensitive breasts and this was one of her favorite tortures. Sam continued to say nothing, and continued in his work, placing a smaller suction device on his wife’s exposed clit. Teresa felt the new sensation and briefly wondered what it might be. She did not have to wonder long as Sam it the button on his remote control and the suction device began it’s pull.Almost at once Teresa convulsed in orgasm. Her hips thrusting upwards threatening to drop her off the bed. The suction was twice, maybe three times greater than normal. “Too much” she gasped. “TOO MUCH!” Her scream tore through the room as her climax increased. Her pleasure centers were being attacked, the intensity sending her to the edge of a black out. Sam dialed down the suction by one notch to allow her to catch her breath, then he turned it up back up higher.For the next hour Sam used the suction device to force cum after cum from his wife, her body covered in sweat, the side of Sammy’s bed drenched in her vaginal fluids. Up and down he manipulated her body until she broke down in tears, weeping at the outpouring of her pleasure. Then Sam turned the suction to it’s lowest setting and removed Teresa’s blindfold.“Nearly 60 hours left to our weekend slave, think you can handle it?” ask Sam. “No master…” she said weakly. “Spent… I’m spent…” Sam allowed himself to laugh out loud. The same mad cackle that he expressed when first conceiving of his plan. Teresa’s fear leapt into her throat hearing the laugh, a sound so unlike her husband. The glare from his eyes making her blood run cold…“Who is Samuel Jackson?” he asked coldly. Teresa’s eyes shot as wide as saucers.**********Part 2: The Deception’s OriginMarch 17, 1991:Teresa Magavio and her 3 best friends had taken a much needed vacation from their university class work and headed off to Panama City for spring break. Teresa, Jill, Mary and Tammy were all about to graduate from the Auburn University school of architecture and begin their professional lives. All of them had been looking to relax, work on their tans and maybe enjoy a bit of harmless romance along the way.Since arriving on Friday evening the ladies had spent 2 days on the beach soaking up sun and the previous evening out on the town. All 4 were now legal at 21 years old and the sights and sounds of “PC” during spring break were intoxicating all by themselves. Even though it was a Sunday, the bars were opening early and planning on being open late, St. Patrick’s Day being a major draw even without the out of state revelers in attendance.Just after 4pm the ladies were packing up their beach gear and getting ready to head back to their hotel when Jill, a hot leggy blonde from New York, spotted a group of guys walking by. The guys had paused their conversation and slowed their pace as they moved past the four women. “Hey!” said Jill. “What you’s guys up ‘tah?” “Christ Jill…” Mary, a chesty redhead from Alabama, said under her breath, “those guys are black…” “Yeah…” drawled Tammy, a native Georgia peach, “and they’re SERIOULY built too!”Teresa noticed the large, snug bulges in the four dark men’s speedos. She almost giggled out loud at her thought. “Yeah they may be built, but my Sam is probably twice the man of any of them…” She was thinking about her boyfriend back in Auburn. Sam Johnson was the graduate student teaching her computer aided drafting class. They had been dating for just over a month and Sam was packing the biggest cock Teresa had ever seen. No one would have ever suspected that at 5’8” the pale and skinny blonde was packing 11” of man meat. The mental image of Sam with a full erection being larger than his forearms always got her wet. Jill invited the four black men to sit with them. The four strangers sat together facing the girls. They were introduced as Steve, Sean, Scott and Sam. “Sam!?” Teresa asked excitedly, causing a sly smile to creep across this new man’s face. “ Technical Sargent Samuel Jackson…” he said extending his hand. “Sorry, I keep forgetting I’ve been mustered out! That’s just Samuel Jackson now… but my friends call me Sam.” Mr. Jackson went on to explain that he and his friends had all been enlisted men in the Air force, but were all discharged after returning from the recently completed war again Iraq. “Somebody decided that our squadron was to be phased out, support people and all.” The four friends had served together for 3 years, working in a photo-recon crew. Steve, Sean and Scott had been plane technicians, Sam was the ‘photography specialist’, maintaining all of the camera gear for the squadron. “Sean, Scott and me are headed to Memphis tomorrow,” said Steve. “We’re all starting work for FedEx!” added Sean. “We’re going to triple what the Air force was paying us!” said Scott with a big grim. “What about you?” Teresa asked Mr. Jackson.“I’m opening my own photography business here in P.C. Going to do portraits and shoot candids for the tourists,” Mr. Jackson said. He looked into Teresa’s eyes, somehow looking inside her, his impossibly blue eyes staring deep into her soul. At that very moment she felt a pinch in her left side and winced a bit at the pain. Jill leaned over and whispered in her ear “Did you just cum? Oh my god that is so hot! Damn girl, if you don’t take him, I will!” Teresa never broke eye contact with Mr. Jackson as she weakly nodded her head to her friend. Not really hearing her words, just responding on some other level. A more primal level…An image flashed in Teresa’s imagination. An image of her crawling across the beach blanket and pushing Mr. Jackson on his back, his arms stretched wide. Moving up his body to straddle his waist, she pushed her hand into the top of his speedos and removed his hardening black cock. Stroking it 3 or 4 times, she pulled the crotch of her swimsuit aside and guided him into her depths. She pounded against him rapidly, her cum upon her in mere seconds. Teresa’s imagination had taken her to the edge of a supreme orgasm. Seeing through her eyes again she saw Mr. Jackson’s gaze had not wavered. She felt something deep inside her, like a switch was being thrown, and she came. She came like she had never done before! Her body began twitching as her head suddenly got light and her eyes closed involuntarily. She felt the blackness envelop her.A few moments of silence later, Teresa’s consciousness returned. She realized she must have fainted. She also realized that someone was giving her mouth to mouth. Not kissing her, attempting to revive her. Opening her eyes she saw that Mr. Jackson was the one giving her CRP. She put her arm on his shoulder to indicate she was alert. Mr. Jackson leaned back and helped Teresa to sit up. She was still pale and shaky.“OK, no more margarita’s for you!” Amy laughed, “At least not on an empty stomach.”Teresa surveyed the group. Her three friends were alternately looking to see if she was alright and looking at the group of men lustfully. Three of the men returned their looks, Mr. Jackson looked only at Teresa.“Listen guys, I think we all want to spend more time together. Why don’t we all go get cleaned up and meet for dinner and drinks around 7. Do you know a good Irish place around?” Just past 7pm the four young ladies stepped out of a cab in front of O’Connell’s Irish Pub. All were wearing their shortest, tightest outfits. Entering the bar, they were all given green plastic hats and various sets of green accessories which they quickly added to their outfits. Searching around the place they soon found their new friends at a large table right in front of the bandstand. Over the next several hours they all ate, laughed, danced and consumed large amounts of various green drinks. Teresa was very quiet for a change. Spending all of her time sitting next to Mr. Jackson, dancing only with him. Lost in thought about her life, her future She thought about everything… everything except her boyfriend Sam. Around midnight someone suggested to retire “somewhere quieter…” Sam & his friends tossed a small pile of bills on the table and the eight of them started on shaky legs for the door.Steve, Sam & Scott stood with Tammy, Mary and Jill waiting for the next cab to pull up. Teresa touched Mr. Jackson on the arm and whispered to him “Do you have somewhere private we could go?” Smiling at the tall brunette, Mr. Jackson nodded. “Hey gang…” he said, “Teresa and I are going for a walk on the beach. We’ll catch up to you later.” Steve waved at them as he and Mary climbed in a taxi. “Don’t have too much fun!” teased Jill as she and Scott moved into the taxi behind them. “We’ll follow in the next one” Sean told the group as he and Tammy started to kiss. Taking Teresa by the hand, Mr. Jackson lead her down towards the beach.They walking along the beach in silence, hand in hand. Moving quietly past the groups of drunken revelers in the beach side bars and stepping over the occasional couple in the shadows of the sand. Mr. Jackson stopped them just behind a small strip mall and led Teresa up the dunes towards it. “You did ask for someplace more private”, he said as he unlocked the door to the space.Stenciled on the door was an image of an old time camera and in cursive writing “Sam Jackson Photography”. As Teresa walked inside she smelled the odor of wet paint and new carpeting. As the overhead lights came on she saw the unfinished reception area, and a curtain obscuring the room behind. “Going to have photos along this wall” Mr. Jackson said gesturing to his right. “A couch over here and a reception desk right there.” Teresa was lost in thought. She wanted this man. Her new Sam…“What’s in the back?” she asked.“Studio and darkroom,” Mr. Jackson said. “You want to see?” “Oh, I want to see everything” Teresa said and followed him behind the curtain.There was an area about the size of a bathroom over the the left with a large red light bulb above the door. “Let me guess, the dark room?” Mr. Jackson smiled and nodded. “The rest room is through that other door there” pointing over his shoulder.The only thing in the room was an old wooden dinner table with a couple of cameras laying on it along with a couple of flash units mounted on poles. Teresa walked over to the table and started looking at the şişli escort bayan cameras, ignoring Mr. Jackson as he went on and on about lighting and moving into video one day. When he realized that she wasn’t listening, he walked over to the table and stood closely behind the tall beauty.Teresa was startled by his sudden appearance behind her. So suddenly close to her. His breath on her neck. His left handing her hip. His right hand reaching around her…“Oh my God, I am so turned on by this man!” She thought.Mr. Jackson’s hand move chastely past Teresa’s right hip and picked up one of the cameras. Reaching his left hand and taking a wire of the table, gently nudging her hand with his. He plugged the cable into the camera and stepped back from the woman.A bright flash of light blinded Teresa momentarily. She she looked up at Mr. Jackson from under her bangs and smiled at him. Another flash. Teresa begin to move around and strike fashion model type poses. Mr Jackson snapping away. After about 20 shots, he paused and put down the camera. “Have to load more film, only take a jiff…”Teresa watched him move with a quick, deliberate pace, removing one roll of film and quickly popping another in. The whole process took less than a minute.“You develop all your own film?” she asked him. “Of course” Mr. Jackson said. “Otherwise I would go broke just paying the processing! I can do color or black & white 35mm film in only a hour or so.” he broke into a broad smile. “Prints same day!” he said with a laugh. She laughed along with him. Knowing now what she wanted to do. What she felt like she had to do…She stepped over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. He looked up from the camera and into her eyes.“I never had the chance to properly thank you for saving my life earlier today…”“Look Teresa, It’s not like…” She silenced him by lightly covering his mouth with her hand.“You saved my life today. There’s no way to know what would of happened if you hadn’t revived me. I could have died. Now I owe you a life…”Teresa moved against him and pressed her lips to his, forcing his mouth open and thrusting her tongue inside his. Her arms sweeping around his neck and nearly knocking him and the equipment over. Mr. Jackson broke their embrace and held her upright. He could she the burning lust in her eyes. Her could feel the heat coming off her body in waves. It was like being in the desert all over again. He went to put the camera down and Teresa stopped him. “Take my picture. Take pictures while you take me…”She sat up onto the table and steadied her self. This was it. She wanted this… Hell, she NEEDED this. She had to give herself to this man, her new Sam. “The father of my first c***d…” She smiled to herself for a moment. That pinch this afternoon was her ovulation. She was fertile and was going to repay him the life she owed him.“You have plenty of film for those?”“More than enough baby…”Smiling all the while, Teresa begin to strip. Each new revelation, a flash. Every new bit exposed, a photo documented it. “He’ll love these as our c***d gets older!” Teresa mused. Soon Teresa was naked on the table, except for her mini skirt. Laying backwards across the table she said, “I want you to fuck me… please?”“What kind of woman fucks a stranger she met on the beach on the first date?”“A slut…” Teresa said. “I dress like a slut, I deserve to be treated like one!”“You weren’t dressed slutty…”“Oh no? See this skirt? My priest would call this a slut skirt!” Teresa tugged the skirt above her hips and spread her legs as wide as she could. “Come on Sam, show me how you treat a slut!” Mr. Jackson crossed quickly to her and set the camera down, working his pants at the same time. Once freed his aching manhood was almost exactly alined with Teresa’s wet opening.“Come on Sam, fuck your slut! Come on man, give it to me!”Mr. Jackson thrust forward into the woman. In moments he knew this was the absolute best he had ever had. Her cunt was working him like there was a hand inside. Teresa had developed considerable muscles in the vagina having to deal with the once and sometimes more she had to service her former boyfriend daily. Mr. Jackson’s average package was almost half the size of her instructor’s, but she realized that allowed her even more control over the smaller cock. Nothing could have prepared him for the sensation, he shuddered and came in less than a minute. Teresa felt each of the first 7 spurts of his cum. The seeds of their c***d.Five more times in the next few hours they mated again. Her always the the skirt, him always shooting a close up of his semen coated cock after each breeding.It was approaching dawn when they prepared to leave the studio. Teresa had given him her address and dorm room phone number. Mr. Jackson put the rolls of film in a large envelope and stapled her info to the front. “I’ll send you some copies when I get them done. You have a computer?” Teresa nodded yes. “Great, I’ll send you bunch on a disc.”Walking hand in hand along the road, the two new lovers made their way back towards Teresa’s hotel.“So Teresa, did I hear you say something about having a priest earlier?”“Yes, I am a good Catholic girl after all…”“So, about birth control…”“I’m as traditional as I can be. Which for mean me means condoms when it’s not safe.”Mr. Jackson sighed to himself. He had been been scared for a bit, not having any condoms in his studio. Especially since he had fucked her five times in a few hours and had about 2 months with of swimmers saved up!He realized that Teresa had been talking about how she “would be graduating in May and was sure she could find work in the area….”“Area? What?” Mr. Jackson wondered.Upon arriving at the hotel they went quietly up the the room the four women were sharing. Opening the door like burglars, the two slipped into the room.They need not have worried. As they stood in the doorway for a minute they saw that very little sleep was going on! Steve and Mary were on the right hand bed. Steve was sitting up while Mary was slowly sucking his cock. On the left hand bed was Jill laying left to right being fucked by Sean, while Tammy was laying right to left being fucked by Scott. The room smelt of salt air, sweat and semen. The left hand bed groaned in rhythm with the pounding those men gave their women. Some tune by Prince was pulsing through the speakers of Teresa’s jam box, guiding the pace of all the action in the room.Scott started to quicken his pace and almost yelled as he came one last time. Sean was not far behind as he tighten his butt cheeks and fired off a load into Jill. Still panting from their cums, the two friends gave each other a high five and said “Welcome back to the world!” Just then Steve gave out what sounded like a ‘yip’ and filled Mary’s mouth with his contribution.The next hour or so was filled with showers, cleaning up and talking of breakfast.The final tally: Tammy and Jill had fucked Sean & Scott 2 times each. Mary had only fucked Steve once, because there was only a single condom to be found amongst them and she “didn’t want to risk it.” She had given him two fantastic blow jobs to compensate.Later that morning Sean, Scott & Steve were getting ready to head out for Memphis. Jill & Tammy decided to tag along. That Left Mary & Teresa the room, paid up through the end of the week.March 21, 1991:By the time Thursday evening rolled around Teresa was wondering why she hadn’t heard from her new Sam. She went by his studio that evening to talk with him. She was convinced she was now pregnant with his c***d. Upon arriving outside the studio she saw Mr. Jackson exiting with another college aged white woman. She could hear their conversation, it sounded very much like her’s only a few nights ago. “So, this is his game…” she thought. At that moment everything became clear. She had been living a romantic fantasy, he was only after pieces of ass.Teresa turned back towards her hotel, wondering what to do now.She wrote Mr. Jackson an impassioned note. She explained about the pregnancy, her desire to replay him the life she owed him the only way she could. She only asked for copies of the pictures and nothing else.March 24, 1991:On Sunday evening she was back home in Auburn, at her Sam’s place. She had come over for dinner, but knew she had some drastic moves to pursue. While dinner was still cooking she sat up on the kitchen counter and hiked her ‘slut skirt’ above her hips. “Whenever you see me wearing this skirt from now on I want you to treat me like a slut. Don’t kiss me. Don’t make love to me. Just put your dick in me and use me…”Sam was on her in an instant. After not having his sweet Teresa for over a week his balls were about to burst. Yanking his shorts down he was about to thrust into her when he remembered he didn’t have a condom. Teresa understood his hesitation, and pulled one out of her skirt pocket. “You need to protect yourself from a slut like me”, she teased.Opening the package and unrolling it down his mighty shaft seemed like an eternity to the young man, but once sheathed, be plunged into his woman. His urgent pumping told Teresa he wouldn’t last long. She only hoped that the condom she had sabotaged would fail in time. “Come on stud, fuck me. Fuck me like the slut I am…”He did. It did. A few weeks later Teresa received a package from Mr. Jackson. A computer disc and nothing else. She hid the disc away. That evening she informed Sam that the torn rubber has left her pregnant…. “You know the rest.” Teresa said through her tears.Sam Johnson listened to the last of his wife’s confession. He knew now that his was the only possible course of action. Smiling devilishly, he glanced at his watch. “Almost 7pm. Time for act two to begin…”A sound from downstairs caught both of their attentions.“Dad? Mom? Where is everybody?”Sam quickly popped the waiting ball gag into Teresa’s mouth.Sammy had arrived.**********Part 3: One True PassionSeptember 2, 2010; 6pm:Sammy Johnson squirmed on the leather seats of her vintage sports car, a graduation gift from her parents. She loved the swept back body and sleek design. The new leather seats stuck to the back of her damp things, causing her no end of aggravation. The A/C and top of the line car stereo were the most welcomed additions to an otherwise ‘cherry’ 1956 Jaguar Roadster. Sammy had seen one like it at a car show with her dad about 5 years ago. She told him at the time “That’s the car I want to drive someday!” The morning of her high school graduation she had found it parked outside with a large bow around it.She loved her car. She loved her dad more for remembering every little detail, granting her every wish, indulging her every whim. She often wished that Sam was not really her dad. She could be so happy loving a man like him. If she could ever find one…The thoughts of romance caused her braless nipples to harden within the strapless tube-top she wore, the cold breeze of the strong A/C making them stand out proudly. Her sex moistened within the extra short cut-offs. Sammy always dressed for comfort when not tearing up the basketball court court.“Oh God I always get so horny this time of the month” she thought to herself. “I want sex so badly, I wonder how I’m still a virgin?” Sammy knew that this time of increased arousal was an indication that she was ovulating. Her body telling her she was ripe to mate… to be bred.Driving fast up the interstate Sammy knew that she would arrive early at home. She wanted to spend some time with her parents before her father swept his wife away for a weekend of extreme romance. The dampness between her legs began to sweep onto her thighs. “Time to do something about this,” she thought. With quick reflexes she pulled off the highway, then into a rest stop and then to an empty area in the back. She did not even turn off the engine as her hands shot to her sex. Her right hand lightly stroking her clit, while her left probed into her wetness. In mere moments her head arched backwards with her cum. Sammy lost track of time as she played with herself, with thick fluids seeping from the depth of her. After several strong orgasms, Sammy looked at the dashboard clock and realized her extra time was gone. Slamming the car into first gear she sped back onto the interstate towards home. It was just before 7pm when she pulled into the driveway of her family’s 2 story Tutor.Sammy thought it was strange that there was no hurried loading of cars going on. Her 2 brothers were not playing in the yard with their friends. The house seemed quiet & still. Sensing something was wrong she hurried into the house through the kitchen door and called out for her parents.“Dad? Mom? Where is everybody?”Panic was starting to form in the girl’s mind when a familiar sound on the back stairs relieved her fear. The sound was her father’s feet on the steps. A sound she knew well.Moving quickly she met him at the landing, throwing her arms around him as he attempted to tie his robe. Sammy pulled her father against her tightly, his face almost pressing into her pert breasts. The fear gone from her and the relief palatable. She had trapped his arms at his waist, so he had no time to reposition the mammoth erection he was sporting. His turgid cock pressing into the valley of Sammy’s thighs. Sammy felt her father’s arousal. She knew she should politely move away from him, but she did not. She waited a few moments more, relishing the forbidden contact. Her cunt juicing more than in the car before.“Sammy girl, let me go please…”Sammy mecidiyeköy escort bayan released her grip from around her father, knowing from his tone of voice that something was amiss.“Daddy, what’s wrong?”“Sammy girl, I have so much to tell you. Show much to share with you. I need you to follow me please.”Turning on his heel Sam Johnson walked briskly towards the stairs to the basement. Sammy followed behind him, her fear beginning to return.Down the steps, through the k**’s playroom, to the one door she had never been through. The door to her father’s office. The one place no one except her father was ever allowed entry to. Punching in a 12 or 13 digit code the door unlocked. Sam took Sammy by the hand and led her inside. Moving quickly past the racks of computer servers, Sam directed her to sit at his desk. Sammy did so without speaking.“Sammy baby, I have some very upsetting news. It will change all of our lives forever, but it is essential you know the truth…”“Daddy, what could be so terrible…”“Perhaps today you should just call me Sam.”Sammy froze at his words. Her mind a jumble of confusion.“Sammy, I may have raised you. I may have loved you as no man ever loved his c***d. Sammy, you are not my c***d…”Sammy paused for a moment and begin to laugh out loud. All the fear and confusion falling from her. The relief was written across her face.“Oh daddy, you really had me going there for a minute!”Sam pressed several buttons on his remote and one of computer monitors came to life. Looking at the multiple cameras being displayed, Sammy realized her father had them planted everywhere throughout the house. The camera in her own bedroom seized her entire attention. Tied to Sammy’s bed was her mother. Her legs pulled wide apart. Some sort of devices attached to her nipples and crotch. A ball gag filling her mouth. Her face was streaked with tears. Sam pressed a few more buttons and the image of her mother shot into reverse, the time code at the bottom of the screen wheeling back over the last hour. Sam then pressed play.Sammy sat like a statue as her mother’s confession played back unedited. Everything she thought she knew was destroyed. Her family would be shattered by this revelation. At the same time she noticed that her cunt wept more than her eyes did.When Teresa finished her story, Sam pressed ‘end playback’ and the monitor returned to the live picture of his bound wife. He then pressed other keys and a different monitor began a prearranged slide show.“This is Samuel Jackson of Panama City, Florida. He is your real father…”Sammy sat there unable to move her eyes away. The biography was complete and thankfully short. In a few minutes she knew her birth father better than perhaps even he knew himself. When it was done, Sam moved behind Sammy’s chair and bent over. He embraced the girl and spoke softly in her ear.“A happy family life based on a lie, is still a lie. I could have withheld this from you, but then I would have been no better than her.”“You really aren’t my father?”“No Sammy baby, I’m not…”Sammy spun the chair around quickly, almost knocking Sam off his feet. She reached up and snatched him towards her without giving him a chance to respond. Her lips crushing into his. His eyes flying open. Her tongue pushing into his mouth. His tongue responding in kind. For several minutes their passionate kiss continued, until Sam pushed up and back from the girl.“Not exactly the response I anticipated…”“Really? You never ‘anticipated’ how much I loved you? Not as a father, but as a woman loves her man. How much I wanted to be with you? For a smart man Sam, you can be so fucking dumb!”Sam began to laugh. The same deep, crazed laughed as when he first conceived of his plan. Sammy joined him in laughter.“Do you really think me so dumb?”“No Sam, you are the smartest man I have ever met. The most giving. The most romantic. The best father in the world. That’s why I’ve saved myself all this time, I wanted a man just like you…”Sam extended his hand and helped Sammy to stand. His lips once again finding her’s.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Teresa Johnson continued to sit tied to her daughter’s bed. She wondered what was going on downstairs. Was Sam informing their daughter of her bastardy? Was he killing her before turning on his wife? She was going crazy not knowing what was going to happen. She heard sounds on the stairway, her questions would soon be answered.Teresa was shocked as her daughter almost danced into the room, a smile on her face unlike anything she had ever seen before. She was actually beaming. She moved over to her mother and removed the ball gag from her mouth.“Baby, are you alright?”“Alright? Mother, this is the best day of my life!”“Baby, what did you father say to you?”“Nothing really mother.”“Nothing!?” What do you mean?”“He didn’t have to say anything. You said everything that needed to be said!”Teresa felt like she was going to vomit. She understood now, her confession had not been for Sam. He was merely recording it so Sammy could hear the story from her own lips. She hung her head in shame.Sammy lifted her mother’s head and looked deeply into her eyes.“I can not thank you enough mother…”“What do you mean?”“You have taken away from me the only father I have ever known, but you have given me so much more…”“Baby… how?”“Sam Jackson is my father. He will shortly become my legal father. Sam has shown me all I need to accomplish that.”“Sammy, you mean your dad…”“You mean your husband? Yes. He is not my dad. He never was…”Sammy leaned in very close to her mother’s face, she gently kissed her on the lips.“Do you know what Sam had planned for you tonight? He was planning on getting you pregnant. You two did agree on having three c***dren with him did you not?”“Yes baby, but…”“Then you owe him one, do you not?”“Yes baby, I guess I do…”“Yes I guess you do!” Came the booming voice of Sam from the doorway. He entered the room and made his way to the bedside. His remote control sticking out of the pocket of his robe. He moved in front of Teresa and looked down on her. The symbolism was lost on none of them. “Now slave, I think it time to take your medicine…”Sam pulled open his robe and pushed his shorts to the floor. Stepping out of them his massive cock slapped against his stomach. Stepping between Teresa’s outstretched legs he pulled her mouth towards his hardness. Silently accepting her fate, she open her mouth and lapped at the moist tip of his cock.Teresa was too preoccupied with her husband to notice Sammy pull out the remote and turn it on. Sudden extreme sensations flooded through her as the suction devices once again went into high gear. He eyes closing involuntarily and her mouth opening wide from the sudden pleasure coursing through her body. Sam took the opportunity to shove his dick into her gaping orifice. Teresa choked as the thick phallus thrust past her tongue and into her throat. She had never been able to take all of Sam’s huge cock into her mouth before, but that was not going to stop him from trying now! Sammy began to manipulate the controls for the suction devices. She varied the speeds of each individually, then set the remote to randomly change each one independently. Teresa tried to scream from the pleasure only to cough up a smattering of bile and Sam’s pre-cum. His cock was now over 8 inches into her throat, deeper than she had ever taken him before.Just as suddenly Sam pulled himself out of his wife’s mouth. She saw Sammy standing behind him smiling at her.“Sammy, please go downstairs. You father and I…”“I am NOT her father Teresa!”“No, he isn’t mom…”“But baby…”“Baby? You still think of me as your baby mom??? Well let me show you what your baby is capable of!”Teresa stared transfixed as Sammy reached for the snap on her shorts. She unfastened them and slide them down her long mocha coloured legs. Then she grabbed the bottom of her tube top and pulled it over and over her head. In only seconds she was standing before her mother and her mother’s husband naked.“No baby… whatever you are thinking about doing, please stop now!”“I have no intention of stopping anything… SLAVE!”Sammy moved past Sam and rapped her arms around her mother, pulling their bodies together. The suction devices still doing their business on Teresa’s clit and nipples. Pushing her mother backwards onto the bed Sammy put her mouth over her mother’s and forced her tongue inside. Teresa tried to struggle, but just then yet another orgasm overtook her and her mouth opened of it’s own volition. Mother and daughter, naked and ovulating, made out like teenagers as Teresa spasmed in orgasm. Pulling their mouths apart, Sammy whispered in her mother’s ear. “Tonight mother dear we shall share something special. Something I dare call divine. From tonight onwards we will be more than just mother and daughter, we will be sisters as well!”Before Teresa had time to think about her daughter’s statement, Sam stepped between the sprayed legs of the two females and thrust into his wife. His large cock slicing into her completely with a single thrust.Teresa screamed.Sammy attempted to comfort her mother as Sam fucked her savagely. He pounded her crotch with his massive member, quickly bringing her to another hard cum. Her body was twitching in a practical convulsion, the stimulation of the suction devices and his cock too much for any woman to handle.Just as suddenly as he started, he pulled his length from her, triggering yet another orgasm. Panting, damp and spent, Teresa awaited her mating. Knowing that Sam would soon be putting a new c***d into her womb.A few moments passed and Teresa opened her eyes. There stood her husband tenderly kissing her daughter, while at the same time Sammy stroked his cock.“Baby, what are you doing?”“I am kissing the man I love mother. Don’t be so shocked! How many times did you and I sit on this very bed and talk about the sexual desire I felt for this man? How many times did you tell me that ‘good girls don’t fuck their fathers’? Well mother, he isn’t my father and I am going to fuck him!”Sammy laid back down on top of her mother. They lay eye to eye as Sam maneuvered himself into position for Sammy’s deflowering. Ever so gently guiding his fearsome weapon to the mouth of Sammy’s virgin cunt. Rubbing the weeping head up and down her slit, he bumped into the suction cup still attached to Teresa’s clit. Reaching under the two women, he quickly removed it.“Sam no! You can’t do this! She’s your…”“No I’m NOT mother!”With that Sam started to push himself into Sammy.Having ever only been with Teresa, Sam had no concept of what a virgin would be like. The tightness was beyond his comprehension. Even as wet an eager as she was Sammy almost immediately felt stretched beyond possibility. The pain tearing into her mind and soul.“Do it Sam… NOW!”Sam grabbed her by the hips and shoved his monster cock into her. Sammy’s scream made her mother’s seem tame by comparison. She had been kicked by a hose in her thigh as a c***d, nearly breaking the bone, but it was nothing compared to this pain. The huge cock drove straight into her, shredding her hymen like a thrasher through a field of grain. Deeper and deeper the thrust continued, until he bottomed out, pressing against her cervix. Pausing briefly he awaited Sammy’s response to her first fuck“No Sam, please…. Not my little girl! Fuck me! Knock me up! I’ll quit my job! I’ll be your brood mare! Anything you want, just don’t impregnate Sammy!”“Anything I want I want?”“Yes damn you… ANYTHING!”“Deal. All I want is a faithful and trustworthy wife… can you arrange that for me?”Teresa dissolved into tears, knowing now that nothing would quench Sam’s vendetta. Nothing short of impregnating the dark-skinned teen impaled on his cock.Sammy begin to cum. She felt the sensation start deep inside her and spread rapidly outwards.“Oh fuck! I’m cumming! Oh god Sam, I’m cumming on your cock!”Sam had not even begun pulling back to start his first real stroke when he felt his balls tightening. He started to try and withdraw, but Sammy’s orgasmic convulsions started him over the cliff as well.“FUCK! I’m cumming too! Can’t stop!” cried Sam.“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” yelled Teresa.“Oh hell yes…” thought Sammy.Sam felt the first of several pulses explode into Sammy’s fertile womb. His head got light, his entire essence threatening to flow into the dark-skinned teen. Clamping his hand around the base of his cock to stanch the flow of semen, he pulled back as hard as he could. His cock finally pooping free of Sammy’s clinching cunt. Then almost as quickly, he plowed back into his wife’s vagina. Pushing into her and releasing his grip, letting the rest of his fertile sperm fly into her receptive womb as well.“Counter offer Teresa, how about I knock you BOTH up!”The rest of the long weekend was spent with Sam servicing both women. Sammy eagerly, Teresa resigned to her fate.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Over the next few months Sammy quit college and moved to Panama City. Successfully suing Mr. Jackson for 18 plus years of c***d support, she took over his condo and his photography business. Teresa worked on her new architecture commission and figured out how to tell her two sons about the new baby she was having. Sam Johnson watched his wife’s waistline expand with their third c***d and web chatted with Sammy everyday as her belly also grew large with his c***d.Mother and daughter did not speak. Both quietly accepting that would have to share Sam with the other.Sam spent one week a month in Panama City with Sammy, the rest of the time he devoted more energy to his two sons and made plans for his soon to arrive new daughter.Both of them.Yes sir, the family beach vacation would be very interesting next summer, very interesting indeed.FIN

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Headmaster’s Punishment Part 2Andrea stood in front of Mr Garvey, her headmaster felling ashamed, worried and slightly aroused. He had seen the video of her sucking a fellow six-form members cock in the school toilets and had threatened to expel her however it seemed it he was willing to offer the teenager another option and she didn’t think she would mind the punishment too much. She stood in her uniform green blouse, bottle green skirt, white socks and black court shoes listening to him speak. “Andrea you are well aware we do not usually inflict physical punishment on pupils but it does remain an option I am prepared to use in exceptional circumstances. We much rather confront bad behaviour with an interview where the student explains their reasons for their actions and by talking through it comes to realises why they must not offend again. In your case I fell that I have no choice but to combine a series of these interviews with the more traditional method of physical punishment. Do you understand Andrea?””Yes sir””Good then we will begin now we shall start with the interview phase before moving on to the physical punishment. You must remember to answer my questions fully, comprehensively and truthfully if this is to work to my satisfaction, am I clear?””Yes sir” she replies again.”Good, my first question, you said earlier this wasn’t the first cock you had sucked is that correct?”Andrea nodded.”I need to know how many cocks you have sucked.” stated her headmaster recording the question in a note book. She blushed and clasped her hands behind her back forcing her pert breasts towards her inquisitor. Andrea thought for a minute, how many cocks have I sucked? There were seven boys in the school, a couple of brothers she had met while on holiday with her parents last summer, the lifeguard at the hotel pool and the three, no four she had enjoyed at her cousins eighteenth birthday party.”f******n sir” she replied bahis siteleri calmly.f******n thought Mr Garvey this is better than I ever expected, trying to remain calm he noted the figure in his book. What to ask next he thought and as his erection grew harder he decided.”Why do you do you like to suck cocks Andrea?” There was no hesitation “I like the feel of them in my mouth sir and the taste when they cum.” “Do you always let them ejaculate in your mouth””Mostly I do although sometimes I like to get my face or tits covered in cum. Once I let four boys cum on my face at once sir.”The headmaster’s cock nearly exploded on the spot, never in all his days had he expected to hear such a story coming from the mouth of one of his brightest and best students. He wasn’t going to be able to carry on the interview much longer at this rate it was time to move on.” I think we should start on your physical punishment, during every interview you will receive six sharp smacks on your bare buttocks, do you understand?”The blond sixth form girl smiled slightly, this could be interesting, she had always taken the lead and always boys of around her own age before but submitting to this older man was beginning to turn her on. “Shall I remove my skirt and knickers sir?””Yes” he replied, a lump coming to his throat, dear god he thought this is getting better and better. Without a word Andrea unfastened a button the released the zip on her short dark green skirt, she stood holding it for a heartbeat then let it fall to the floor. Framed by the long tails of her school blouse Andrea’s knickers were now exposed to the awestruck gaze of her headmaster. His jaw dropped at the sight of a bright red thong stretched to its limits containing what must have been a bare pussy. The girl waited watching his reaction trying to gauge the moment to remove it, after what seemed like an age she hooked her thumbs in the waistband. With great delight canlı bahis she slowly, gently, even seductively pulled the tiny garment down her firm legs, her arse rising as the thong descended to her ankles. Andrea stood up and daintily and stepped backward from the pool of her discarded clothing.Mr Garvey thought he was going to have a heart attack then and there, the headmaster was staring a Andrea’s hairless pussy separated from him by a bare desk width. “Shall I come to you sir?” she asked in a tone that seemed innocent and erotic at the same time it was all he could do to mumble yes. Andrea looker her headmaster straight in the eye and enquired, “do you want me at your desk or bent over your lap?”Trying to cling to some shred of self control the headmaster replied horsely “desk please.”Well aware of the effect she was having on him Andrea turned around, bent forward placing her hands and forearms on his desk. Her firm arse rose in the air and Mr Garvey was treated to a close up view of two magnificent buttocks, a delicate brown rosebud and what looked like the sweetest pair of bare lips he had ever seen. Was that a trace of wetness he could see?Andrea could feel her juices flooding her pussy, the situation, her vulnerability, the anticipation were new experiences all conspiring to take her to new levels of erotic pleasure.The first smack delved with an open palm, came on her right buttock and was a shock as she hadn’t heard her headmaster get up from his chair. She let out a started gasp more in surprise than pain and she received the second of six in the same place. She found herself catching her breath as smacks three, four and five landed on her with increasing force and as they did a tingling feeling grew rapidly in her bottom and pussy. Number six connected to her reddened cheek stinging like nothing else and a sensation she had not known before boiled up inside her pussy overwhelming her body with güvenilir bahis an intense orgasm. Slowly her breath returned to normal and still bending over his desk she tuned her head to look at her headmaster.Mr Garvey was red in the face, shaking slightly and trying desperately not to hyperventilate. Andrea could make out the unmistakeable bulge in his trousers and needed no further words, he would be quick in his state.She dropped to her knees before him and with practiced fingers undid his belt button and zipper, reached out to find his stiff cock threatening to bust out of his boxer shorts and gently released it. Not the biggest she had seen and certainly not the smallest but the oldest by a long way and she hoped the most experienced.Her tongue slipped from between her expectant lips and began a leisurely examination of his rock hard shaft from tip to balls. Her right hand gently slid back his foreskin and she placed a light kiss on the tip of his head, tasting the salty tang of his pre-cum. Yes she thought her headmaster would be quick best not take too long and with that she opened wide and swallowed to its root before earnestly working his cock back and forth.He was in heaven at the sensation of this practiced young mouth caressing his cock, the view of Andrea’s head and the wet sucking sounds he was hearing were all sending him closer to the edge. It wouldn’t be long now and he gave himself up to her. Andrea’s well practiced senses knew Mr Garvey was close now, there was nothing for it but to get ready for his offering. As she felt the twitch of his cock she heard the door to the headmasters office opening and suddenly her mouth was empty.She would never be able to recall the exact sequence of events over the next few seconds but they seemed to be that Miss McDougal the deputy head walked into the office with Steve, the boy who had shot the video. Mr Garvey stood up just at the moment of his release and Andrea received torrents of her headmasters cum in her hair, across her face and blouse. Miss McDougal and Steve looked on open mouthed, Mr Garvey had turned from red to grey and Andrea was thinking what the fuck do I do now?

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