Scavenger Hunt

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Elisa was sitting in the library studying when he sat down next to her. The university library was quite spacious, covering several floors, and there were a number of little places that were reasonably quiet and private. Elisa had found one and now found she was being interrupted anyway.

She gave the young man a look, the sort of look that says go away, you’re bothering me. The way he smiled at her you’d have thought it was a come hither look.

“Hi, I’m Brian,” he said. “Um, you know that this is fraternity week and the various fraternities are engaged in hazing potential new members?”

“Yes, I know,” said Elisa. If she kept it short and offered no encouragement he’d go away. She hoped.

“Um, well, I’m up to join one of the frat’s and as part of my testing I have to gather everything on my scavenger list.”

“So he was on a scavenger hunt, was he?” mused Elisa. “He want’s something.”

Helpfully she just looked blankly at Brian, his scavenger hunt a matter of complete indifference to her.

“Um, yes, well, one of the things on my list is a pair of girl’s panties. Ah, I have to ask for them in a public place and the library is considered a public place.”

Elisa looked around, noting shelves of books but not another person in visible range.

“Public, uh?” she grunted.

“Officially it’s public,” protested Brian. “It’s not my fault if there’s no-one else around. Um, could I please have your panties? I really need them.”

Elisa tried to feel outraged but only succeeded in giggling. She almost pitied the poor man, having to beg for a pair of girl’s panties in the library.

“Well, I’m a fair and reasonable person,” she said. “I know the sort of thing that happens during Frat week, and it just so happens that I have a couple of spare pairs of panties in my bag. I’ll let you have one.”

Brian reddened, shaking his head.

“No. I’m sorry. Perhaps I should have been clearer. They have to be the panties that the girl is currently wearing. Um, if you could slip them off you could always pendik escort put on the fresh pair.”

Elisa gave him a slightly harder look. Was he having her on? She snapped her fingers.

“Let’s see your list. If you’re lying you can take a hike. If you’re being truthful, I’ll consider it.”

Brian had no hesitation in passing over the list. Scanning it, Elisa raised her eyebrows, wishing him luck on a couple of the items. He had, she noted been correct about the panties. He had to ask in a public place and get the panties the girl was actually wearing.

She managed not to giggle, imagining him asking some girl out on the street for her panties. He’d get arrested for sexual harassment. She looked hard at Brian.

She sighed. He looked nice and earnest and slightly desperate. If she turned him down he just might finish up getting arrested. From what she’d seen of the list, that was a real chance with a couple of other items as well. She might as well give the poor bastard a break.

With a wry smile she hitched up a little on her seat and, with a little wriggle, slipped off her panties and handed them to him. Slightly red, Brian promptly stuffed them in his pocket.

“Ah, thank you,” he mumbled. “Um, if you’ll excuse me for a moment. . .”.

To Elisa’s surprise she found Brian’s hand resting on her knee and sliding along the inside of her leg, up under her skirt and cupping her mound.

Eyes wide and mouth open she gaped at him. What the hell?

“What do you think you’re doing,” she hissed.

“Um, I, ah, I need to make sure that you actually took off the panties you were wearing,” protested Brian. “The guys will ask me if I checked and I’d look a right idiot if I had to say no.”

“OK, you’ve checked,” returned Elisa. “Now move your hand.”

“Not like that,” she protested as Brian started rubbing his hand up and down, squeezing her mound and gently massaging. “I meant take it away.”

“Why? You feel nice. Don’t you like it?”

“Whether I like it or not is totally irrelevant,” escort pendik pointed out Elisa. “As you, yourself, pointed out, this is a public place. Someone may come past at any moment and find you pawing me, so if you don’t mind.”

Elisa squirmed a little. While she didn’t want him to touch her like that she was reluctant to kick up a fuss. Just too, too embarrassing.

“Actually, I don’t mind at all,” said Brian, a finger slipping between Elisa’s lips and exploring further. “Stand up.”

“Stand up! Why should I stand up? And take your hand away,” snapped Elisa.

“I will. I will,” protested Brian. “Right after you stand up.”

Glaring at him, Elisa pushed her chair back and stood, seeing Brian push his chair back at the same time. True to his word his hands dropped away, leaving Elisa breathing hard and feeling relieved and just a little disappointed.

She promptly received another shock when he unzipped and an erection came springing out of his pants.

“Now sit down again,” Brian said softly.

Elisa looked down at him, knowing full well what he was suggesting.

“Are you mad,” she asked calmly. “We’re in the library, for god’s sake, and I don’t even know you.”

“I know,” said Brian, a funny little smile on his face. “Exciting, isn’t it.”

He reached down and caught hold of her skirt, tugging her towards him. Also giving himself an excellent view of her pussy, Elisa seethed, finding herself approaching him. Then she was standing astride him and he was coaxing her down onto his lap.

Elisa was feeling totally perplexed. She just couldn’t believe that this idiot would suggest that she just sit on his lap like that. What was worse, she was actually doing it.

“He’s not insane,” she thought. “I am.”

Even while thinking that she felt herself lowering herself onto his lap. Felt his erection pressing between her legs, pressing against her lips, moving up into her slit, moving up into her.

Elisa sat there, looking at Brian, feeling totally out of her depth. She felt him push pendik escort bayan firmly against her and she found herself starting to move on him.

“Just take it slowly and quietly,” breathed Brian. “There’s no hurry and we don’t want to make any noise, do we.”

“No, we definitely don’t want to make any noise,” thought Elisa as she rocked slowly back and forth, feeling Brian sliding about inside her, tantalising her sensitive nerves.

Elisa rocked, feeling Brian joyfully pushing against her when she moved towards him, his cock sinking deeper, and seeing him relax as she moved back, dragging his cock back out.

Elisa knew she should be more concerned about someone coming but somehow that worry couldn’t compete with the feel of Brian inside her. Her movements had changed now, and she was rising and falling, moving almost completely off Brian and then sinking back down.

She was gasping now, her movements coming faster as she bounced hard upon Brian’s willing weapon, letting it pierce her again and again. Little moans were coming from her lips and she knew what was going to happen.

She was going to scream. She just knew it. But she couldn’t. Not here. Elisa was now giving little squeaks that were slowly becoming louder as she bounced towards a climax.

With a gasp of desperation Elisa lunged forward, biting Brian her on the side of the neck. At the same time she gave one last hard bounce and climaxed, shuddering in her need.

Elisa heard Brian yelp softly as her teeth dug in, then she heard him groan as her climax hit and she could feel him responding, spilling his seed into her.

Opening her eyes, Elisa found herself looking at Brian’s smiling face. She gasped, hurriedly getting up off his lap.

“That did not happen,” she told him fiercely and turning, she bolted for the ladies room.

Returning, she was relieved to find him gone. Picking up her book, she started back to studying again.

It was a short while later that another young man came in and settled into the chair next to her.

“Hi,” he said. “I’m Adam. Say, did you know it was Frat week?”

Elisa looked at him and smiled a death smile. The smile relaxed a little as she watched him depart rapidly, throwing a hasty apology behind him.

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Sarah’s Journey Ch. 012

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012 Well that was a bit forward, Sarah!

With summer getting closer and bikini season coming at me like an out of control freight train I had to go and find a swimsuit!

Normally I would go back to the shop that I get my bras from, but while their swimwear looks great, is incredibly good quality, and extremely supportive for large breasts, it’s also priced accordingly. And with not needing to have any support for my now DD cup breasts I went to a different shop with a massive selection of swimwear, from conservative and tasteful to down right, how in the fuck is that legal!?

Authors Note: Also a great piece of information well worth the price of a $40 lap dance. Read chapter 11 and that last sentence will make sense.

The following week I reveled in the stares, whispers, gazes, and attention from my co-workers. As I was wearing a bra that once again fit properly and made my curves standout like those on a formula 1 race track. That week I conveniently wore my more summer time tops that were thin or ever so slightly see thru, but still business attire. Loving how they were all noticeable tighter on my now huge breasts, at least huge to me. And some of the guys at work and the gym apparently agreed as I was getting more attention at both. Hell even in the grocery store I got talked to by men in passing.

The following Friday I went to the swimwear shop that was recommended as I was letting the LA rush hour sort itself out. I entered and there was swimwear wall to wall floor to ceiling. The place definitely wasn’t as upscale as my bra vendor, but not as seedy as the adult toy store. I quickly noticed why as I looked as a few price tags. Some things were $40-$50 for more traditional items. With the prices dropping appropriately for the smaller-skimpier and obviously cheaply made ones. I even saw a 2 piece suit on the clearance rack for $.50, yes 50 cents. There wasn’t a lot to it like the others but it was Mt. Dew vomit green. Well there’s your problem.

I looked around and was excited because of the prices I could easily buy 10-20 swim suits if I wanted to. But being pragmatic I wanted to stay reasonable. I tried on a few and my breasts just bulged in all of them. Most though, the bottoms didn’t fit. Asking the employee there about that problem, she said they sometimes get switched by customers, feel free to mix and match sizes, just not colors or patterns.

With this I went and found properly fitting bottoms. I probably tried on 20 of them and eventually settled on 3. All of which were 2 piece suits.

One was bright blue and yellow with a moderate top that was adequately covering. The triangles were bright yellow with blue trim lines. They covered my breasts pretty well, but I still had plenty of cleavage and side boob showing to ensure they were definitely obvious yet just barely acceptable for the pool at the condo where there are little kids often. The bottoms were a full back and a very covering front so there was a guarantee of nothing showing.

The next was yellow with black accents. This one was smaller and the bottoms were a T-back with a small front cover that was high cut over my hips where they tied together. The front patch covered my pubic region appropriately. The top was much smaller that the first. In order to be legal I couldn’t show nipple or areola. So the triangles of the top were a bit bigger than my areolas, enough that I could easily walk and move around without them slipping out. I loved how they sat just on the front of my breasts over my nipples. There was a lot of boob showing though, you could definitely see the front of my breasts as the triangles of the top didn’t even start to extend around the sides, top, or bottom. It was almost like I was wearing pasties. The material was a bit stretchy and if tied tight enough it would stretch and get thinner giving a great outline of my nipples even if they weren’t hard. My nipples are pretty flat anyway but the stretching skin ensured they were even flatter, yet wider than they used to be. Areolas included I’d say they were about as big around as a 50 cent piece.

The last one though I definitely went all in with. It was a microkini, I had never heard of them and definitely had never seen one before. It was technically a 1 piece, but you’d never know it. There was barely 6 square inches of fabric in the whole thing. It had 2 tiny strings that were designed to be as invisible as possible that went over my shoulders. The extended down my front and connected 2 small ovals that were designed to just cover nipples. They did cover all of my nipples if I stretched them out where the fabric was flat, but it had a tendency to bunch up some with any movement and would let about ½” of nipple [areola included] show on both sides. The strings attached to the bursa escort bottoms of these tiny scraps of white cloth ran down to another white oval shaped piece that wasn’t much more covering than the top. I could pull it out to the sides and it would only cover my outer labia and about ½” to either side. I pubic mound was completely exposed and not covered at all. This would at least stay in place while I walked, but if I took too big of a step or opened my legs much more that needed to walk it would bunch right up and only be held apart by my pussy lips. And those weren’t that big. Beyond that if it did get to that point it didn’t take much to slip it over them, maybe opening a thigh slightly and walking much less standing up was definitely going to dislodge it. It would then end up neatly folded over right in the middle of my slit and looked almost like I had a piece of toilet paper that got left between my lips. There was a single string that held it as it went under and between my legs, then up my ass crack where it then split in to the two strings that connected to my shoulders. I liked the strings being stretchy on this one as they were fitting instead of normal materials that you have to tie just tight enough to be comfortable and it usually takes 3 tries.

I went to the counter and paid for all 3; $45, not bad I thought. They were sexy as hell and all 3 would easily pack up in a sandwich zip top bag. I got home while there was still 4-5 hours of sunlight left. So I had to tryout my new bikinis. I got into the blue and yellow one that was family friendly[ish] and headed down to the pool, eager to show off not only the results of my gym time but my bulging DD breasts that were definitely oversized for my frame. I walked out my front door, towel in hand. I thought it was stupid when I would see women, teen age girls mostly, at the pool in their small bikinis that they word intending to show off for the boys, then they would walk around with their towel wrapped around them under their arm pits. Why want to be seen only to either be in the water or covering your self armpits to knees with a towel? Even in high school that never made sense to me. I did it because I was flat as a board and embarrassed. Not only because of the boys and the zero attention I got from them, but of the girls that did have boobs and did get all the attention from the boys.

Walking to the pool I noticed how high and tight my breasts looked and had only the slightest bounce, jiggle and side to side motion. I was getting turned on by just watching them as I walked.

I arrived at the pool and let myself in the security gate. There were 4 other women there, as well as 4 kids. I can’t stand kids and only hoped they weren’t the screaming kind. As soon as the gate opened and I walked through all of the women turned and looked. All of them just froze and I could feel the stares through their sunglasses. I walked over to a lounge chair in the sun and laid on my towel. I was sitting up feeling how good the sun felt after months of cool weather that wasn’t pool weather. I noticed that 2 of the women sitting together were glancing over at me and whispering. The other 2 would look over at times, one of which definitely had a look of contempt toward me. The was definitely the slimmest and most attractive of the 4, until I walked in and I could tell she wasn’t happy about it at all.

The kids were playing in the pool until one of the 3 girls looked at me and gasped, then got her friends attention. All 3 of them were just staring with no concept of trying to not be noticed as kids do. The only boy there came up from under water and saw his friend staring and looked as well. His eyes got wide like dinner plates and he climbed out of the pool, ran to the slim woman and almost yelled “Mommy, look at hers! They’re huge!” With his mom as read as a stoplight she angrily packed up her stuff, and the boy along with 2 of the little girls and hurried out in a huff. The remaining little girl just giggled and played in the pool. While the other 2 women continued to chat and occasionally peek over. The 3rd had left and I didn’t notice.

A few minutes went by and I laid the lounge chair flat and turned over. WOW this felt different laying face down! I sleep on my back or side so I never really thought that through. It didn’t hurt but definitely I could feel my weight pressing down on my breasts. Nothing left like it was moving or like anything was wrong so I stayed. I could feel the outsides of my breasts being pushed out beyond my ribcage. This brought back my image of Jamie in the locker room walking away with her boobs jiggling and visible from behind.

I turned back over still laying flat. I noticed that my boobs stood up noticeably higher than they used to. I couldn’t see the chairs bursa escort bayan on the other side of the pool because my view was blocked by my breasts. Only a thin view between them allowed me to see across the pool, and my feet. Although they did seem to be a really good sun shade for my face. I leaned the chair up slightly so I could see the pool area.

The other women left and I was left alone there for a bit until a guy I’d seen around the complex walked in and immediately fixated his stare on me. He stood there for a second seeming like he didn’t know what to do. I looked at him and smiled invitingly. In my head I was screaming for joy that a guy was looking me with lust in his eyes and it was obvious. He walked over and asked if I minded if he sat in the chair next to me. Of course I said yes.

“Hi my names Mike.” he half stammered struggling to look me in the eyes instead of the boobs that were tastefully spilling out of my top in every direction but the bottom.

“Sarah.” I replied with a smile.

We chatted for a bit, what do you do for work, how long have you been in LA, have you tried the taco shop down the street. General stuff. He raised his leg that was closest to me, I thought that a bit odd.

I sat up to get a drink from my water bottle and noticed why he raised his leg. He looked like he’d gotten about half hard. Just from looking at me! While most women might be upset I was ecstatic that I had that effect on a guy. To me it was a compliment. As I was looking down I smiled that smile women will do when they are just a bit embarrassed followed by that half choking laugh. He looked up at me eyes pausing at my breasts that were obviously heaving with every breath I took. The fact that I was intentionally breathing deeper than I needed to might have had something to do with it.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” he said with a bit of embarrassment as he squirmed a bit to try and conceal his now mildly obvious bulge. “It’s just that…” and he trailed off not sure what to say next and seeming like he’d wished he hadn’t started that sentence.

“It’s ok, no need to be embarrassed.” I said with a laugh as I drank my water. “If I’m being honest I take it as a compliment.”

He looked at me half in disbelief and amazement.

“Wait you’re not mad? Or going to tell me I’m a pervert?” he asked in a shocked tone.

Laughing, “No why would I? You haven’t done or said anything weird or creepy. I assume that your; condition, was a genuine reaction and not you trying to creep on me. After all you didn’t just walk over and whip it out in my face.”

“All good points.” he said with relief. “I’m glad you think of that as a compliment, besides there are times that, well lets say some thing generate that response and it’s involuntary and sort of unmanageable.”

“Hey if I didn’t want to be looked at I wouldn’t have this suit on much less have had these.”

“They’re not natural?” he said in what seemed genuine amazement.

Laughing again, “Oh no! I’m in no way built to have natural breasts like this much less have them stand up on their own in a suit like this with no support.” I saw his face twitch with a smile just a little when I said the word “breasts”, not sure what to think about that it seemed cute to me.

Me still sitting up and turned facing him on my chair he squirmed a bit again as he laid there, still trying to be polite.

“Would it help if I put on a towel?”

“Well maybe, they’d still be pretty obvious though. And I’d rather you not, as you’re not offended and regard this situation as complimentary. Then again the rude and creepy…” Again trailing off a bit.

I shrugged my shoulders causing my breasts to heave and then drop with a jiggle. “Well I wouldn’t be worried about it then, as long as you don’t start acting offensively.”

“Seriously, like don’t worry about…” he stopped that time not trailing off nervous about what to say next.

“…trying to prevent or conceal your situation?” I said finishing the sentence for him. “No, it doesn’t bother me, besides remember; compliment?” I half asked and stated.

He nervously looked at me for a few seconds as he shifted a couple of times, still with his leg up.

I just smiled and then turned my attention to the rest of him. He was fairly handsome, looked like he took care of himself but not like it was a gym rat. His legs were toned and his swim trunks were the loose board shorts kind but with much shorter legs that only covered down to the tops fo his thighs. He wasn’t what I would call hot, but definitely I would not say no. I just sat there in silence for a few minutes looking around and noticing his jet black hair that was carefully groomed.

He finally looked back at me after staring away for a few seconds in escort bursa quiet contemplation, and said “Ok.” in a hesitant unsure tone.

He sat up and turned toward me putting his feet on the warm cement across from mine. We sat there maybe a foot apart for a second grinning both of us trying not to laugh. Him still shifting a bit trying to get comfortable.

“So problems?” I asked playfully.

“Ummmm, sort of.” he answered as he shifted again. His bulge appearing confined and jumbled, I guess is how I’d call it.

“Well I wouldn’t be shy if I had to adjust my suit.”

“I just didn’t want you to think I was getting creepy and like I was going to do something inappropriate.”

Laughing again “Trust me it’s ok, would you like me to look away or walk away for a minute?”

“Not if you really don’t mind.”

“No not at all, I told you that.” I said with a wink.

He looked down and pulled his waste band out and went to adjust himself, not noticing that I was intently watching with my own condition going on. As soon as he lifted the material up to one side his penis sprang right up put of his waste band. For me that instant glance seemed like 10 seconds. He quickly pushed it back down and pointed it down the leg of his shorts. I could see his semi-erect cock now a bit well defined as he sighed in relief as he got it situated down the shot leg of his trunks.

“Oh shit I’m sorry.” he said quickly. “I didn’t mean for that to happen I promise.”

“Hey did I complain? I haven’t seen many penises aside from my ex’s. Trust me I DO NOT mind.”

He smiled unsure what to say. I adjusted my top sitting there, I reached inside the cup of my left breast noticing how snug it was and how my hand didn’t have much room. I picked up my breast that my hand was nowhere near able to cover even the front of it, and adjusted my top, then I did the same with the right. As I looked over to tell him that we have to adjust as well, I was fixated staring with his mouth open slight bit.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare…” again not really sure how to finish that sentence.

I thought it was cute, and figured he wasn’t quite used to situations with this type of tension, as he looked maybe 22 years old.

“Well I didn’t apologize for noticing you adjusting, besides if I was concerned I would have turned around or asked you to. It’s not like I came out of my top and flashed anything; unlike someone else did.” I said with a smile. Clearly he was uncomfortable. But excited as well, as was apparent by his penis having been unpent and now having the space to further grow. As it had down his shorts leg, it was obviously thicker now and longer, as I watched it continue to expand and the head of it slowly start to emerge from his trunks that had the legs drawn up my him sitting up. I didn’t say anything as my own reaction was starting to become more obvious to me in the moistness I felt in my bikini bottoms.

We chatted for a few more minutes about general stuff. As I would occasionally bend down to pick up my phone and look at it. Being sure to leave it on the ground so I would have to bend over further exposing the huge amount of skin visible on the tops of my breasts. Also I would make sure to check to see if he’d grown any more hoping that he would continue further past this trunks leg, as he obviously hadn’t noticed. But it didn’t seem so. Still just the head was almost all exposed it looked like. About ¾” maybe was still poking out never wavering. This also further turned me on, I didn’t think that women were supposed to be visually stimulated like men. Apparently that was not the case with me. Not that I was complaining.

I politely said that I needed to head out and began packing up the few things I had brought with me.

“Do you have to go?” he asked.

“Yes I do, I need to get a little work done and a few other things.”

“Can I get your number?” he seemed a bit desperate to me. Definitely not an attractive trait.

“I’m sure I’ll see you hanging around now that it’s warming up and the pool is open.” I stood up almost dragging my breasts across his face. I didn’t know they stuck out that far, I really was starting to see what Jamie meant. “Oh I’m sorry I so did not mean to do that.” I said in genuine apology.

Looking up at me he said, “It’s not like I was complaining.”

“Good, besides you don’t look like you would complain all that much.” I said as I winked then bent down and gave the exposed tip of his penis a gently but firm squeeze between my thumb and forefinger.

He jumped a bit and just looked up in lustful shock as I turned and walked out the security gate of the pool. All the way back to my condo, I was in disbelief that I actually did that. I didn’t even think, it’s like I was drawn to it. Disbelief turning to shock I was really starting what the hell had come over me here in these last few months. I’d never acted like this, EVER! But I loved how exciting and erotic it felt! I had a bit of soul searching to do it seemed.

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Sandi’s Erotic Interludes Ch. 11

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Chapter 11. Tom. (August 2000).

I had noticed an interesting looking independent shoe shop during a previous visit to the town and now with time on my hands decided to take a look. I was browsing the shoes when an assistant approached and asked if I needed any help. He was a young lad, barely 20 I thought, and as I was about to try on a shoe decided it might be fun to tease him, particularly as there weren’t any other customers in the shop at the time. Sitting, I asked if he’d assist me while I tried the shoe for size.

“Certainly Madam,” he replied, kneeling on the carpeted floor.

Deliberately showing plenty of leg I was amused to see the lad growing warm as he eased the shoe onto my foot.

“Hmm not bad, let me try some different ones.”

I was enjoying myself teasing the lad and by the time he returned with two or three more shoes for me to try had hitched my skirt still higher. I’ve no idea how much he could see, certainly my stocking tops and perhaps more, but as he helped me try on more shoes the flustered lads face grew redder by the minute.

Deciding on a pair of shoes I liked we went over to the till. The older guy behind it told the youngster he could go as it was nearly closing time.

“Turn the sign over to closed on your way out.”

Finishing my transaction, bursa escort the guy handed me the till receipt saying, “You shouldn’t tease the lad like that, I saw you flashing your knickers.”

“Just a bit of harmless fun.”

“Might be harmless fun to you but you got my son all worked up there, and all for nothing. He’s probably gone off feeling frustrated.”

“I didn’t realize he was your son, perhaps it was a bit thoughtless of me.” I said feeling a bit chastened, and the guy explained that it was a family business, his wife helping out with the paperwork.

“Maybe I ought to have a bit of fun with you, a sort of payback, give you a good spanking for teasing my son.” He was eyeing me speculatively as he spoke.

“Maybe you’re right; perhaps my thoughtless behaviour should be punished.” I replied, feeling excited by this unexpected turn of events.

He stared at me while I slipped my purse back into my bag.

“Go through to my office,” he indicated a door to the right. “I’d better lock the door; it’s well past closing time.”

“Why would you want me to go to your office?” I enquired all innocent.

“To administer your punishment of course,” he said briskly. “Put you across my knee and give you the spanking you deserve for teasing my son.”

Excitement mounting I entered bursa escort bayan his office, the guy joining me seconds later. Pulling a chair out from behind his desk, the guy introduced himself as Tom, 45.

“You’re nearly ten years older than me then.” I told Tom, I’ve no idea why, perhaps to emphasize Tom’s seniority to me the way he had mine to his son.

I draped myself across his lap as instructed and Tom began spanking my backside, stopping after three or four smacks.

“This is no good, too much cushioning.”

So saying Tom pulled my skirt up to my waist. My panties were pulled down just enough to expose my bottom and the spanking resumed.

Holding me down across his lap with one hand Tom spanked my bottom, the blows becoming harder all the time, as did his breathing. Spreading the blows evenly he slapped my two tender cheeks while I wriggled about on his lap squealing.

“Good, I’ve made your bum bright red, the way you made my son’s face.”

Tom told me to stand up and I smoothed my skirt down but stood before him, panties round my thighs, as I asked if I could go.

“Don’t know about that. I’ve got the key see,” he dangled it in front of me.

Despite looking flushed and excited Tom seemed tense.

“What are you going to do then?”

“Get those knickers escort bursa off, bend over my desk and you’ll find out.” Tom was standing up undoing his trousers, his intention plain.

I slipped out of my panties and swept papers from his desk on to the floor before bending over the end of it like he said. Pushing my skirt up Tom’s hand delved between my thighs.

“Your cunts sopping!” Tom exclaimed. “This is what you need.”

His cock drove into me and I yelled at the suddenness of it. Face down over Tom’s desk I gripped the edges of it almost desperately as his cock pounded in and out of me. He gripped my thighs, fingers digging into the flesh, while he fucked me roughly.

“This is what sluts like you need,” he shouted suddenly as his body slamming up to mine, balls squashed against my thighs, he came.

Gasping, an over excited Tom staggered backwards and snatched a ruler from the floor. He whacked by bare bottom with it and I yelled but made no attempt to resist as the blows continued, growing in intensity with each one. This was far more painful than the earlier spanking and I howled almost continuously.

“You loved every minute of it.” The insightful Tom taunted before throwing the ruler down.

“Let that be a lesson to you,” he panted. “Don’t go about teasing innocent youngsters. Now put your knickers on slut and get out of her, my wife’s due any minute to do the days paperwork.”

Barely allowing me time to wipe myself Tom hustled me from the shop and slammed the door behind me.

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She knew she shouldn’t be taking the short cut through the back roads, but if she didn’t make it to her destination in the next five minutes, she could kiss that new job good bye. Diane had been driving for three hours to make it to this interview and had less than five minutes until she would be there.

“I can make it,” Diane said to herself. “I have to make it.”

About that time Diane looked in her rearview mirror and winced. She saw the flashing lights and knew that any hopes of landing this new job just disappeared, as the lights grew brighter.

“Damn!” She cursed.

Diane pulled her teal green, two-door Chevy Cavalier to the side of the road, what little there was, and waited patiently for the officer to finish ruining her day. She rolled down her window while she waited for him to make the trip to her car window.

“License and registration, please,” said the officer.

Diane began digging through her purse for her driver’s license. She quickly handed it to him, not once looking at his face. She leaned over to open her glove compartment to get her registration. As she leaned over, the side slit in her silk, navy skirt slid higher up her thigh, but she didn’t notice. She was too nervous.

She dug through the glove compartment, throwing all the contents into the passenger seat. She rifled through the paperwork again, but could not find her registration.

“I’m so sorry ooofffficccer,” said Diane. She stuttered the word officer because she finally turned around and looked into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. They had just enough flecks of gray in them that made her pulse increase.

“I can’t find my registration,” she said to him. She couldn’t look at them eyes anymore so she looked at his chest.

“Officer Moore.”

“Ma’am?” Said the officer.

“I didn’t realize I said that aloud,” apologized Diane. “I was just reading your badge. It’s nice and shiny.”

“Miss Gordon, I’m going to have to ask you to step out of the car,” instructed Officer Moore.

“I know I was speeding, sir, but I’m already late for an interview and I really need this new job,” she pleaded. “I’m sure I could send you a copy of my registration as soon as I get back home.”

Diane didn’t realize that when bursa escort she turned back around to look at the officer again, her tank sweater slipped off her shoulder, revealing the top of her tanned breast. She was attracted to the officer and was afraid if she stepped out of the car; she might do something she would later regret.

“Ma’am, I’m only going to say this one more time, please exit the vehicle,” demanded the officer.

Diane obliged. She unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. As she turned to step out of the car, the heel of one of her new shoes caught on the door facing, causing her to trip and land in the gravel.

“Ouch!” She cried as the gravel dug into her knees and palms.

“Here, let me help you up,” offered Officer Moore.

As soon as Officer Moore touched her elbow, she felt sparks fly. She knew he felt it too because he paused for a moment before helping her up the rest of the way.

She turned to look at the officer in the eyes and knew at that moment there was no stopping either of them. Both of them moved for the other at the same time. As if in slow motion their heads moved toward one another until their lips met.

She started seeing fireworks and if his hands still weren’t around her arms, Diane would have collapsed. He deepened the kiss and started probing her mouth with his tongue. She responded by rubbing her knee in between his thighs. They both moaned at the same time.

“I have a blanket in my back seat,” she whispered. “Let me grab it.”

Since her car door was still open, Diane reached around her seat and grabbed out her strawberry shortcake quilt her mom made her when she was a little girl. Diane took it with her everywhere. She considered the blanket a good luck charm.

Officer Moore took the blanket from her and began spreading it down in the field next to her car. Diane slipped off her shoes and began to take off her pantyhose, when he stopped her.

“Here, let me do that for you,” said the officer. He raised her skirt and grabbed her lacey panties with the pantyhose and slowly slipped them down her thighs, around her ankles and threw them away.

“Stand still,” he ordered as he knelt in front of her and began caressing her thighs.

She moaned and leaned bursa escort bayan into his hands. He raised her skirt further and began kissing her thighs.

“Oh that feels sooo good,” moaned Diane.

“You want me to go farther?” asked Officer Moore. “You’re going to have to beg for it!”

“Oh please, your tongue feels so good on my thigh,” she said barely in a whisper. “I want to feel it inside me.”

Officer Moore trailed more kisses and nibbled on her clit. She let out a louder cry. He then began caressing her with his tongue, slipping it inside and out, in and out. Her knees almost buckled again, but his hands were caressing her sides as his tongue tortured her.

She writhed against him. “Harder,” she demanded. “That feels good.”

He thrust his tongue deeper in her already moist opening. She rocked against his face.

“Oh god!” She cried. “I’m coming.”

He lapped up her juices before lying back on the blanket. She unzipped her skirt and threw off her sweater. Next she removed her bra and threw it on the already growing pile of clothes.

“It’s my turn now,” she grinned. Diane began by unbuckling his duty belt and setting it on the clothing pile. She tried to unbutton his shirt, but found that it had a hidden zipper underneath.

“Sit up, so I can undress you,” she ordered Officer Moore.

He sat up and she grabbed the zipper with her teeth and unzipped his shirt. Next she grabbed the button holding his pants up and popped it open with her teeth as well.

“You like that don’t you?” she asked. He nodded. He was in too much pleasure to say anymore. She hurriedly untied his shoes and threw them on the pile. He was getting too impatient and helped her slip his pants off.

“You look good enough to eat,” said Diane as she took his throbbing cock into her mouth.

She took the whole thing in and he grabbed her hair and guided her farther down the shaft. She brought her lips slowly back to the tip, lightly running her teeth up the sides. Her tongue darted around the head, licking it like an ice-cold ice cream on a hot summer day.

It was his turn to moan. He grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her closer again. This time she took him fully in her mouth and he moaned some more. She continued escort bursa her torture on his throbbing cock until he could take it no more. He turned her around and positioned her on her hands and knees.

He rubbed his dick around her soft, tanned cheeks before finding the moist spot he was searching for. He rammed his cock in hard and she pushed back on him. He grabbed her love handles on her sides to push even harder. Harder and faster he pushed. He reached down and began pinching her nipples.

She moaned louder. Harder. Faster. Harder. Faster. She could tell he was about to cum. He pushed one more time into, filling her up.

But, she wasn’t done yet. She quickly turned around and pushed him on his back. She slithered up his legs and positioned herself over him, letting her moistness just barely touch his still dripping cock.

“It’s your turn to beg,” said told him. “Now you have to tell me what you want.”

He stared up at her and tried to thrust his hips to meet her, but she just raised up farther, just out of reach.

“Beg.”

“You know what I want.”

“But, I want you to tell me what you want,” she demanded.

“I want to feel my cock inside you again,” he said in a whisper.

So, she lowered herself until just the head rested comfortably inside.

“More, please,” he said in a half moan, half cry.

She lowered herself all the way. He moaned. She raised back up again, only to go back down. She leaned over and her blonde tresses caressed his neck. Her lips followed as her hips continued their torture. Up and down she continued.

It was his turn. “Faster. Harder,” he cried. “I want to feel all of me in you.”

She bucked harder and faster. Faster and harder. She wasn’t quite satisfied yet, so she grabbed his hand and moved it to her clit.

“Rub,” she demanded. His rubbing caused her to buck even faster. She could feel herself falling, falling. At that moment her juices ran down his moist cock and he exploded inside her.

She collapsed atop him and lay there for a moment. Afterward, she got up and slowly began dressing, leaving off her hose this time. He put his uniform back on and walked Diane to the car. As soon as she was seated with her seat belt on, she was about to start up her car when he spoke.

“Ma’am, I’m only going to give you a warning this time, but you need to find your registration and try and slow down.”

Diane just smiled at him and drove away. She didn’t even know his first name.

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Merhaba ismim Seda 28 yaşındayım evliyim, çocuk yapmayı hiç düşünmedim. Eşimden 16 yaş küçüğüm, sınavlara hazırlık yapmak için dershaneye kayıt olmuştum eşimlede  dershanede tanıştık. zorba baba, ev baskısı, kurallar, huzursuzluktan sonra o adamın bana iltifatlarına, umut vaat eden sözlerine kandım. Üzerime okadar çok düşüyordu ki bol bol hediye, şatafatlı lokantalarda yemekler, lüks mekanlarda eğlence tabi ki çok parası olmasından dolayı okumaktan vazgeçerek üniversite hayellerimi bu adama SATTIM! kendimiii bir anda evlendirme dairesinde buluverdim.

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Kerem utangaç bir haliyle, “Hayırlı akşamlar seda abla, kusura bakma rahatsız etmek zorunda kaldım, ama bizim evde kimse yok, bu saate kadar gelen giden olmadı. Nereye gitmiş olabilirler senin bir bilgin varmı?” dedi. annesi ve babası sabahın köründe apar topar şehir dışına gitmişlerdi, akrabaları ölmüş. anlattım, “Sana yazılı not bırakmışlardı annen öyle demişti görmedin sanırım” dedim. “hiç dikkat etmedim seda abla. rahatsz ettim, hayırlı akşamlar…” dedi. eve geri gitmesini hiç istemiyordum, canım okadar çok sıkılıyorduki. arkasına döndükten sonra, “kerem gir istersen içeri, bende kendime kahve yapmıştım. sanada yapayım bir bardak kahve  iç, öyle gidersin” dedim. “Yok seda ablacım, rahatsız ettim zaten, ben artık gideyim. evde bir kaç işimde vardı. Çok sağol” dedi, aşağı kattaki evine gitti. 
giderken arkasından baka kaldım. Kapıyı kapatıp odaya gittim, sıkıcı hayatıma geri döndüm. ruhsuzca evin içinde dolanıp durdum. ruhum daralıyordu, duvarlar üzerime çökecek gibi geliyorlardu. soyunup kırmızı geceliğimi giydim, kendimi yatağa fırlattım. Bu zamana kadar hiç yapmadığım birşeyi yapmaya karar verdim, fantaziler kurarak amımı okşamaya başladım. bir elimi külodumun içine soktum, diğer elimide tshirtumun altından soktum meme uçlarımı sıkarken hayeller alemi daldım
Bu gece gerçekten hayel kurmak çok kolaydı. Birazdan fantezimi süsleyecek kişi biraz önce kapımın zilini çalmıştı. Evin içerisine daldığını, deliler gibi öpüştüğümüzü, seviştiğimizi hayel ettim. Kerem bana sıkı sıkı sarılırken, ben de kollarımla kendimi sımsıkı sarmştım. O hayelimde sivri meme uçlarımı yalarken, bende yağatımda meme uçlarımı tükürüğümle ıslattığım ellerimi memelerimle sağa sola açtırarak oynadım. Kerem hayelimde seksi, karizmatik ve fit vücuduyla bacaklarımı ayırıp sertlemiş damarlı penisiyle sikmeye başarken, benimde 2 elim kırmızı külodumdan içeriye soktum, amımın dudaklarını kenara sıkıştırıp iki parmağımıda yavaşca vajinamın içine doğru sokmaya başladım. Amcığımla oynaya oynaya, vajinamı parmaklayarak zevkin doruklarına çıktım boş yatağımın üstünde. değişik sesler çıkarıp kendimden geçmiş bir vaziyette boşaldım
Üzerimde bir tek boşaldığım külodum vardı, çırılçıplak vaziyette, nefes nefese yüz üstü yatıp boş boş bakarken( Böyle hayat olmaz olsun! ) diye düşünüp durdum. Hayatımın geri kalanı kendimi tatmin ederek mi geçecekti? Kendimi parmaklayarak okşayarak fanteziler kurarak öküz, huysuz, sevimsiz, kıskanç, kıllı , şişman adamla tekrar aynı evin içerisinde düşündükçe kahroluyordum sanki mezarın içinde gibi hissediyordum. Çok bunalmıştım! 
Tekrar aklıma keremi getirdim. keremde alt katta evinde kimse yoktu benim gibi tek başınaydı. Kahve yaptığımı söylemiştim ona içeriye girmemişti. acaba gidip kapısını çalıp kahvemi götürsem? Cinsel ilişki sex falan düşünmüyordum, biraz önce fantezi dünyamda keremle delilier gibi sikişip boşalmıştım. Şuanlık sex istemiyordum normal 2 insan gibi sohbet edip canımın sıkıntısına bir nebze düzeltmek için gitmelimiyim acaba derken 
düşüncelerime yenik düştüm. hemen kalkıp, üzerimdeki ıslak iç çamaşırını değiştirdim.temiz bir elbise aynanın karşına geçip hafif bir makyaj ile kendimi güzelleştirdim. Boy aynasının karşısına geçip kendimi şöyle bir gözattım. gayet şık olmuştum. kocam denen o adamın sokakta giymeme izin vermediği kıyafetimi, yani evlenmeden önce giydiğim elbisemi giymiştim, etek biraz kısa, dekolte bölümü biraz açık. Hemen mutfağa gittim kettle`a su koydum ısıttım kahveyi hazırladım, su ısındıktan sonra suyu bardaklara koyup, dosdoğru alt kata yani keremlerin evin yolunu tuttumoflaya poflaya utana utana, “Kahve yaptım, uyku tutmadı canımda çok sıkıldı. 2 bardak kahve koydum, iki sohbet eder beraber içeriz diye düşündüm, tabii başka bir planın yoksa” dedim. Üstünde pijamaları vardı, tabi tabi dedi ve davet etti, “Gir içeri seda abla, olurmu öyle şey ne rahatsızlığı sen gel oturma odasında gir bende hemen üzerimi değiştirip yanına geleceğim dedi. “Gerek yok keremcim, gece vakti kıyafetlerin ne önemi var, saçlama!” dedim. İçeriye girdim. Oturma odasında sakarya escort bayan masanın üzerine kahveleri koydum. Keremde televizyonu açıp kahvelerimizi içmeye başladık, sonunda artık yanlız değildim sohbet edebileceğim bir insan bulmuştum. 
Sohbet döndü dolaştı, bu saat neden yanlız olduğuma, “Yusuf abi nerede neden yanlızsın evde?” dedi. ismini duymak bile tüylerimi diken diken ediyordu. “yok, şehir dışına iş için gitti, 2-3 gün gelemiyecek…” dedim. sonra dayanamayarak içimden geçeni söyleyiverdim, “saten evde olsa ne değişecektiki, devamlı içki içiyor, eve girer girmez uyuyordu. bende böyle hep yalnızım işte…” dedim. Sonunada ahhh ahhh ekledim 
Kelimeler birden ağzımdan cıkıverdi, neler diyordum? çok utanmıştım kerem’e baktım, güzel bakışlarla beni seyrediyordu. kafasını sağa sola sallıyordu, bakışlarında bana acıyan bir ifade vardı. koltuğun üstünde duran laptopu farkettim ve konuyu başka yöne çektim, Konuyu saptırmak için pc yi bahane ettim. 1-2 soru sordum bilgisayar hakkında, beceremediğim bir kaç birşey vardı açıp gösterdi bana. çok hoşuma gitmişti ki usanmadan bıkmadan dakikalarca anlatmaya başladı, sabaha kadar anlatsa sesim çıkmazdı… 
Bilgisayarda bana 1-2 site gösterecekti ama birşeyler ters gitti, yanlışlıkla daha önce girdiği adult içerikli site çıkıverdi ekranda. çıplak kadınlar, vajina resimleri, porno filmler, sex hikayeleri bunun gibi şeyler vardı ekranda hemen kapattı ne yapacağını bilemedi çok utanmıştı bende onu teselli etmek için “keremcim utanma böyle şeyler çok doğal böyle şeyleri okuman izlemen çok normal” diyerek teselli etmeye çalıştımHavada resmen sex kokusu vardı. Bu havayı dağıtmak için biten kahvemizi tazelemek için mutfağa gittim kahveleri koydum titreyen ellerimle kerem`e kahvesini uzatırken, o da almak için yeltenirken ellerimiz çarpıştı, sıcak kahve cupu olduğu gibi kucağına döküldü. yandımmmm diye bağırarak oturduğu yerden birden fırladı. Eşofmanın altı olduğu gibi kahve olmuştu, resmen dumanlar tütüyordu. hızlıca banyoya gitti. Çok üzülmüştüm kahveyi döktüğüm için canı çok yanmıştı. şok etkisinden kurtulduktan sonra hemen arkasından şeyettim amacım sadece yardım etmekti. Hiçbir şey düşünmeden hızlıca banyo kapısından sorgusuz sualsiz direk içeriye girdim “keremcim, çok acıdımı neyaptın?” diye soruyordum cümleyi tamamlayamadan altındaki eşofmanı çıkarttığını küvetin içinde sikinin üzerine su tuttuğunu gördüm
Şok olmuştum kitlendim kaldım keremi seyrediyordum. Gözüm sikine kaydı temiz ve kalın penisi vardı. içimden düşünerek, yusufun 10 yıldır vajinama sokup durduğu yarrak ile bu harika yarrak arasında karşılaştırma yapıyordum. Yusufun biçimsiz, küçücük kıllı sikini 10 yıldır yarrak niyetine içime sokmuş. Şuan gözlerimin önüne pembemsi, kocaman başı, kalın gövdesiyle avuçlanasa, yalanası, amıma sokulası harika bir yarrak vardı, beni em, yala, içine girmeliyim dermişcesine bana bakıyordu. Keremde hiç tepki vermeden öyle durup duruyordu. Sikini gizlemeyi, saklamayı en başta duşun perdelerini çekmek aklına gelmemişti. Zavallı çocuk sikinin acısını bile unuttu sular boş boş akıyordu 
Ne teki vereceğimi bilemedim gördüğümde. kitlenip kaldım bende. ama sonra içimdeki kadınlık hormonları harekete geçti. Gözümü sikinden ayırmadan 1-2 adım daha attım ve kereme doğru yaklaştım. 2 mizde salak salak birbirimize bakakaldık. Keremde duştan çıkarak bana doğru geldi. aramızda 1 adım var veya yoktu. Gözlerimiz birbirine kilitlenmişti. titriyordum, gözlerimi, onun yeşil gözlerinden, kalın dudağından ayıramıyordum. resmen boğuluyordum nefesim kesilmişti. dudaklarımı hareket ettirdim nefes almak için. Kerem değişik bir ses tonuyla, “Seda abla..” dedi 
Gözü yanıp tutuşan arzulayan dudaklarımda. birden dudaklarımdan öptü. birden bire birbirmize sarıldık, deliler gibi öpüşmeye başladık. altında hiçbirşey yoktu, sertleşmiş sikini kısa eteğimin arasından sürttürüyordu. bir süre böyle devam etti. incecik elbisemdem yarrağının sertliğini hissedebiliyordumBeni kucağını alıp doğru oturma odasına götürdü bu sırada dahi öpüşmeye ara vermemiştik. çekyatın üzerine beni incitmemek icin yavaşca bıraktı. Bırakırken elim sikine değmişti kendimi zor tutuyordum onu avuçlarımın içine alıp 31 çektirmek istiyordum 
Ellerini külodumun içine soktu amımla bir iki oynadı parmağını dudaklarına götürüp yaladı ve tekrar amımla oynamaya başladı. içim savaş çıkmıştı sanki ateş püskürüyordum. Külodumun zevk suyuyla dolduğunu hissediyordum. biranda amımı adapazarı escort avuçlamaya başladı, ağzının içinde
zevk ile inliyordum. Konuşacak halim bile kalmamıştı Ohh Ohh Kerem diyebiliyordum ancak
“Seda abla çok harikasın çok güzelsin seni çok arzuluyorum bu gece bizim gecemiz” diye mırıldanıp duruyordu. Elbisemin düğmelerini titreyerek açmaya başladı. Artık bende çıplaktım üzerimde sadece kırmızı külodum ve krem rengi sütyenim vardı. Sütyenimi açmaya çalıştı ama beceremedi zorlamaya başladı gene başarısız olmuştu. dayanamayarak ellerimi sırtıma getirerek sütyenin kilidini açtım. Memelerim artık özgürdü 
Sütyenin azizliğinden özgür kalmış memelerim, sivrileşmiş memelerim keremin yalamasını bekliyordu resmen. Yusufun pek dokunmadığı bile memelerim hala genç kız gibi dik ve sertti başta memelerimi avuçladı ve öpmeye başladı. Dudaklarıyla birinin ucunu ısırıp emmeye başlamıştı kendimi kaybetmiştim, bir bebeğin anne sütüne nasıl ihtiyacı var sanki kereminde o derece memelerime muhtacı varmış gibi emiyordu eminsin erkeğim tabiii
Siki kalçalarıma değiyordu, beni unutmayın dermişcesine… ahtapot gibi bir mememden diğerine geçiş yapıyordu sertleşmiş memelerimi komple ağızına almaya çalışıyordu. memelerimi emen dudakları yönünü değiştirdi. boynumdan göbek deliğime kadar olan bütün noktaları es geçmeden öptü. öptüğü yerlerde ıslak bir yol bırakmıştı. sonunda sıcak nefesini amımın üzerinde hissetmiştim. İçime doğmuş gibi daha bir gün öncesinde kıllarımı kesmiştim havaalanı gibiydi kerem amımı öyle bir yalıyorduki sanki beni diliyle sikiyordu
Dilini amımın içinde gezdiriyordu sanki vajinamda titreşimli bir vibratör vardı bir yandan parmağıyla göt deliğimi kurcalıyordu. Tamda burada kaybetmiştim kendimi böyle bir sex yaşamak benim için tamamen hayeldi. evin içi ahhh kerem sesleriyle inliyordu. Artık yalvarmaya başlamıştım içimde fırtınalar kopuyordu sikinin sıcaklığını amımda hissetmek istiyordum.. çığlık atıyordum delirmiştim “kerem sik beni” diye bağırıyordum artıkKerem`e ne istersen yapacağımı söyledim. ayağa kalkıp dudaklarını vahşice öpmeye başladım, boynuna indim oradan karnına… sikine doğru eğildim, pespembe sikini avuçlarımın içinde tutup hayranlıkla baktım. “Böyle birşeyi ilk defa yaşayacaktım kerem`e beni yönlendirmesini söyledim dilimi dışarıya çıkarım sikinin başından başlayıp taşşaklarına kadar yakaladım
Siki iyice kabarmıştı damarları meydana çıkmıştı ağzımı komple açıp koca başını ağzımın içine soktum dişlerimle kazıyordum yarrağını canı yanıyordu ama hoşuna gidiyordu açıkcası keremin canı yanması hoşuma gitmişti hızlıca ağzımın içine sokup çıkardım koca yarrağını
Dilimi sikinin ucuna sokmaya çalışıyordum. keremde kafamdan tutup kendine doğru çekiyordu. bebek biberonu gibi emiyordum sikini bir ara kendimi geri çektim siki mosmor olmuştu hiç aldırış etmeden taşşaklarını ağzımın içine aldım çok hassas olduğu için daha çok canı yanmaya başlamıştı sikini 15 dakika kadar emdikten sonra beni sırtüstü yatağa yatırdı. yatağın üzerine çıkıp sikini tekrar ağzıma verdi. başım bacaklarının arasında kalmıştı. Saçımdan tutup sonuna kadar sokuyordu sikini ağzıma nefessiz kalmıştım. Siki bademciğe değişmişti bir ara böğürdüm bile boğazımdan içeriye girmişti sanki. Amımı siker gibi ağzımı sikiyordu gel git yapıyordu birsüre ağzımdan sikmeye devam etti
Sonunda kasıldı ve sperimlerini ağzımdan içeriye fırlatmaya başladı. ittirmeye çalıştım ama bırakmadı. döllerinin tamamını ağzımın içine akıttı,  tadı biraz tuhaftı ama hepsini yutmuştum. Hala içimdeki azgınlık geçmemişti çünkü beni sikmemişti bile boşalmanın etkisiyle herşeyin bittiğini düşünürken eğilip amımı yalamaya başladı çok mutlu olmuştum sonunda beni becericekti bir müddet amımı yaladıktan sonra yatağa uzandı ve kalçalarımı tutup beni sikine oturtmaya başladıı canım çok acıyorduu ahhhh kerem sesleriyle inletiyordum evi kendimi tamamen keremin sikine bırakmıştım.
Fazla uzatmadan beni domalttı saçlarımı eliyle kavradı ve kendine çektirerek sikmeye başladı bi 5 dakika böyle d
evam ettikten sonra seda abla seni götünden sikmek istiyorum dedi daha önce böyle birşey yapmamıştım daha cevap bile veremeden sikini biranda çıkardı ve götüme sokmaya başladı kaçmaya çalıştım ama izin vermedi canım acayip acıyordu nekadar yapma etme desemde dinlemedi ve götüme sokmaya başladı. bir yandanda gögüslerim ile oynamaya devam etti bendeki acı yerini artık zevke bırakmıştı busefer bende boşalmıştım keremde ikinciye boşaldı ve öylece yatağa uzandık
Kereme dönerek bu yaşananlar aramızda kalsın dedim. Saçmalama seda abla kimseye birşey anlatmam bundan sonra senin hayatındaki erkeğin benim yusuf abinin yapamadığı tatmini ben sana yapacağım dedi. 

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Uzun yıllar evli kalınca seksin artık bir zevki kalmıyor. Seks dergileri, internet, seks hikayeleri, derken çeşitli fantaziler keşfettim. Sevgili karımın başka bir erkeğin altında inleyerek sikilmesi hayali beni müthiş azdırıyordu. Yatağımız yine eskisi gibi canlanmıştı. Karım Ne oldu sana böyle? diye sıkıştırınca anlattım, “Seni kalın ve uzun yarraklı bir erkeğin siktiğini hayal ediyorum…” dedim. Karım kıyameti koparttı, ama daha sonra onunda bunları konuştuğumuzda amının çok sulandığını ve orgazmlarını müthiş yaşadığını farkettim. Anlamıştım, karım da büyük ve kalın yaraklı bir erkek tarafından sikilmek istiyordu… Bu arada karım çok bakımlı, genç kızlara taş çıkartacak bir fiziğe sahip, kısa boylu, ama tam bir çıtır, sikmeye doyamam karımı. Karım onayı verdikten sonra araştırmalara başladık ve sonunda güvenilir birini bulduk. Selim 33 yaşında, atletik bir yapısı olan, 19 cm yarrağa sahip bıçkın bir delikanlıydı. İlk buluşmada sadece tanıştık, konuştuk, başka birşey olmadı. Karım önce beğenmedi, “Çirkin.” dedi, ama sonraki günlerde istemeye başladı. Arayıp haftasonu için bir buluşma daha ayarladık.Ve sakarya escort o gün geldi. Bu, karımın yabancı bir erkeğe ilk sikilişi olacaktı. İstanbul dışında bir otelde yer ayırttık. Buluşup yola beraber çıktık. Karımla Selim arkada yan yana oturdular. Selim yolda rahat durmuyordu, ama karım tedirgindi ve benden çekiniyordu. Ben kafamla olur dediğimde, iş çığrından çıktı. Selim karımın göğüslerini ve amını ellemeye, mıncıklamaya başladı. Biraz sonra karım Selimin yarağını dışarı çıkardı, ilk görmesinde “Amannn bu ne?” dedi. Bende aynadan baktığımda, Selimin yarrağı sanki at yarrağı gibiydi. İçimden (yandın kızım, sen bunu asla alamazsın) dedim. Ama karımın bir yarak yalaması vardı inanamadım. Hepsi ağzına sığmasa bile, başı kaybolmuştu. Ben “Acele etmeyin, zaten otele geldik…” dedim. Üçümüze bir Suit oda tutmuştum, odamıza çıktık. Odaya girince, ben “Hazırlanalım önce, yemek yiyelim, biraz içelim…” dedim. Duşlarımızı aldık, giyindik, hazırlandık, ama aklımız hep Selim’in yarrağındaydı. Yemek ve içkilerden sonra çakır keyif olduk ve odamıza çıkmaya karar verdik. Selim’le karım sanki sakarya escort bayan beni unutmuşlardı, sarmaş dolaş odaya çıktık.
Odaya girince Selim karımı bir çırpıda soydu, karımın muhteşem memelerini ağzına alıp, emmeye başladı. Bende soyundum ve onları izlemeye başladım. Karım yine tedirgindi, kulağına “İsterseniz sizi ilk seferinde yalnız bırakayım.” dedim. Karım “Çok düşüncelisin kocacığım…” dedi ve ben odadan çıktım. Ama 10 dakika sonra sessizce tekrar geldim. Selim karımı yatağa yatırmış amını öyle bir yalıyordu ki, karım inim inim inliyordu. Daha sonra Selim yarrağını karımın ağzına verdi. Karım o muhteşem yarrağı 5 dakika emdi. Ve ilk sikiş vakti gelmişti. Karım “Ne olur acele etme!” diyordu. Selim çok ustaydı, yavaşca yarrağını karımın amına sürtmeye başladı. Karım kendinden geçmiş, “Hadi sok artık, ne olursa olsun!” diyordu. Selim yavaş yavaş o kalın yarrağını karımın amına sokmaya başladı, karım sanki bakireliği bozuluyormuş gibi çığlıklar atıyordu. Selim biraz daha bastırdı, belliki karım zorlanıyordu, ama hala Selime “Sok! Hepsini sok!” diyordu.
Karımı hiç böyle adapazarı escort görmemiştim, meğer ben karımı hiç sikememişim. Selim son bir hamleyle yarrağının hepsini karımın amına soktu ve öylece bekledi. inanamıyordum karımı başka bir erkek sikiyordu, ama ne sikiş! Selim yavaş yavaş ileri geri yaparak, yarrağını karımın amına sokup çıkarmaya başladı. Sanki karım her sokuşta boşalıyordu, yatak sırılsıklam olmuştu. Böylece 10 dakika karımı sikti. Selim biraz hızlandığında karımın o muhteşem orgazmına şahit oldum. Tırnaklarını Selimin omuzlarına batırmış kan akıyordu, kendiside öyle bir titriyordu ki inanın korktum. Bir insan böyle mi orgazm olurmuş diye kendi kendime hayıflandım. Bir süre sonra Selimde çok sert sikişlerle karımın amına boşaldı. Ama karım hareketsiz kalmıştı, sanki bayılmıştı. Karımı öyle hareketsiz görünce telaşlandım ve “Karıma ne oldu?” diye hemen saklandığım yerden çıktım. Selim “Korkma birşey olmadı, ilk siktiğimde kadınlar hep böyle olur…” dedi.
Gece yarısına doğru karımı Selimle birlikte 2 kere daha siktik, ben götünden Selim amından, karımı aramızda tost yaptık. Ve ertesi günü döndük. Üçümüzde çok zevk almıştık, fakat karım 3 gün kendine gelemedi…
Karımın ikinci kalın yarrak macerasını da sizlere anlatacağım. Sizde karımla birlikte olmak isterseniz numaramız sitede yer alıyor hemen arayın beraber karımın amını sikelim….
 

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Andrea Mitchell stood at the kitchen window and sipped her morning coffee, her eyes intently watching the young man mowing her back yard. She wasn’t sure whether she was more pissed, or let’s face it just plain jealous. She had been hearing the stories for nearly the last month. Mary; who lived three houses down in their affluent suburb and who raved about the endowed gardener who plowed her flower bed. Then there was Jill two streets over, who couldn’t stop babbling how the pool cleaner who cleaned her pipes until she could barely walk.

The list went on, more women from her suburb who were being satisfied; all except Andrea. Her fingers idly toyed at her blonde hair as she watched the young man walking the mower back and forth. Christ, you would have thought the blonde was real, she thought. How had she not put two and two together; all the talk had started a little over a month ago; and he had come home for the summer between his freshman and sophomore years just six weeks ago.

Andrea watched, her coffee cup held motionless, as the figure stopped walking the mower. Her eyes grew wider as the shirt was slowly pulled off; God look at him, she thought. His skin was tanned with chiseled abs, and the huge bulge in his ever tight jeans. Would I fuck that? passed through her mind; followed by the single thought, in a heartbeat.

She could feel her aching mound pressed against the edge of the sink, as he resumed his rounds with the mower. Oh Ben, Andrea whispered mentally; come fuck Mommy…please.

When the silence of the mower signaled her son coming back into the house, Andrea sat back at the kitchen table. She made sure to position herself at the right angle to the back door to show off her profile. Her wardrobe had been carefully selected for this morning; the one size to small bikini top so her full breasts all but spilled out. She then added a pair of white snug shorts that followed the curve of her cheeks, hinting at just a bit of flesh whenever she bent over.

“Oh, hey mom” Ben Mitchell spoke, as he entered the kitchen. He used the shirt in his hand to wipe at the sweat on his face and chest.

“Morning baby”, Andrea smiled back. “Any plans today?”

“Yeah” Ben headed for the refrigerator for a bottle of cold water. As he turned, taking a strong gulp, he almost choked when his eyes fell on his mother. Fuck, he thought, now that’s a set of tits. He felt his cock pulse in his jeans as it slowly started to enlarge. Ben thought his mothers’ breasts were about to burst free, screaming to be sucked on.

Asshole! he thought. This is your mom for God’s sake, chill buddy.

“I’ve got a yard job this morning, can’t pass up the extra cash.” He leaned back against the counter as his eyes swept over the smooth tanned legs, and full hips now facing him.

I’ll just fucking bet, seethed Andrea. All day yesterday at the fitness club, bitchy Kelly Pritchard had gone on and on how Mary’s gardener friend was coming today. Instead, she just smiled at her son.

“Oh, make sure you do a good job honey. Make sure all your seeds are planted nice and deep.” She watched in satisfaction as her sons eyes grew at the double meaning to her words. Bingo, she thought, there’s my confirmation; as if I needed it.

“Umm, yeah”; Ben muttered. “Well, I better get going.”

Andrea didn’t answer, as her son headed out of the kitchen, she couldn’t; her eyes were riveted to the bulge now more evident than ever in his jeans. Is he hard…for me? she wondered.

2.

Andrea waited about forty minutes, then hooked Marco up to his leash. The little Shit-zu was happy to be going for a walk, but Andrea had other plans. It took her another thirty minutes of walking to reach her destination, where she hooked the leash to a fence post in the corner of the Pritchard yard.

Slipping through the small gate into the backyard, Andrea slowly made her way to the large patio. Yep, she thought, as always the curtains were opened wide to the private backyard. As she eased up closer, she saw the patio door was partly open, letting air into the large living room. Looking just around the corner, she froze at the sight before her.

Kelly Pritchard was kneeling on her couch, holding onto the back as her large breasts swayed under her. Ben was standing behind her, holding onto her full hips with both hands; Andrea actually could hear the slapping as Ben’s hips slammed into the woman’s plump ass through the open patio door.

“Oh God yes…fuck me baby, fuck me” Kelly was moaning.

Andrea stared, transfixed, as her sons’ long cock slid out then back into the woman. Shit, she thought, he has to be at least ten inches. Her body shuddered at the thought bahis firmaları of what that monster could do to her.

“Like that don’t you” Ben grunted; as his hands reached down and cupped a swinging 38D tit. He began kneading the soft flesh as his hips drove in and out.

Andrea watched the pair as they mated, like two primal animals. This was not love making, she realized, this was raw, pure fucking. Just the kind of thing three quarters of the women in this subdivision craved, including her.

Opening the snap to her shorts, and then sliding her hand inside the tight garment, Andrea felt her fingers slide over her own now soaked lips. Fuck her, she thought, fuck her good baby; as one finger slipped between her engorged folds.

Andrea watched as the couple changed positions. Kelly lying on her back on the couch, with her legs splayed wide open over the edge, arms held out.

“Come on baby…give it to me.” The woman called.

She watched her son, kneel between those full thighs, his thick cock standing straight out, drops of the older woman’s cream dripping form the long shaft. She rammed two fingers up her own aching cunt, as Ben drove that thick fuck stick deep in one thrust.

“Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhhhh” Kelly moaned; feeling her walls stretched by the biggest cock she had ever had. “That’s it”, she cooed. “Fuck momma.”

Andrea was stunned by the words coming from her friends’ mouth. Then, she was even more shocked at her sons’ reaction.

“Oh fuck…oh shit” Ben moaned. His hips picking up speed even more, hammering his cock deep into Kelly.

“Ungh…ungh” Kelly grunted under the assault. “You like that don’t you.” Her hands came up and gripped Bens’ hips. “Yeah…fuck mommy. Give me that hot seed like a good boy.”

Like a jack hammer, Andrea watched her son pound into her friend. His face contorted as the words flowed over him.

“Oh fuck…gonna cum” Ben grunted. “Oh mom” he whispered as he felt the first thick rope of his cream explode into the woman’s welcoming cunt.

Kelly’s eyes rolled back as she felt the searing warmth fill her belly. “Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkk, babyyyy.” she screamed. “I can feel it.”

“Awwwwwwwwww shittttttttttt” Ben bellowed.

“Bennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn” the older woman screamed, as her body convulsed on the couch.

Andrea felt a sudden gush as her own orgasm swept through her, soaking the crotch of her shorts. Oh my God, she thought, he thinks he is cumming in ME. Staggering back from the patio, she retrieved the dog and headed for home. All the way, the soaked wetness between her own thighs, reminding her of the erotic scene she had just witnessed.

3.

By the time Ben arrived back at home, Andrea had taken a quick cool shower, and then changed. Just like this morning, she chose her attire very carefully. The light summer shirt was tied at her waist. Her dark nipples were nearly visible through the thin cloth. While it covered more skin than her bathing suit, every time she moved, her braless breasts swung free, giving more peeks at their creamy skin.

The short denim skirt replaced the white shorts that were now soaked with her juices. At first, she had thought about not wearing any panties, but decided that might be a bit too much. Instead, she wore a black, almost sheer thong that barely covered her still moist mound.

When she heard the front door, Andrea knew she had to add quickly, or lose her opportunity.

“Ben?” she called out from the kitchen.

“Hey mom”, her son called back form the entryway. “Going to run up and jump in the shower.”

“Hey baby”, Andrea called back urgently, trying to keep her voice level. “Can you come in here; I have a quick question first.”

“Aww mom” Ben answered, even as he walked to the kitchen. “I’m all hot and sweaty.”

I’ll just bet you are, Andrea thought; watching as her son entered the kitchen. “It’ll only take a second”, she encouraged him.

“Sure” Ben sighed. “Make it…” the young man stopped in mid-sentence as his eyes fell on his mother standing by the counter. “Holy fuck” he whispered. His t-shirt hung limply in his hand as he stared across the room.

Andrea couldn’t help the small smile as she moved from the counter. The motion making her breasts sway in the thin shirt. Her sons’ eyes were locked to her chest, exactly where she wanted them; for now.

“Oh baby”, Andrea cooed. “You look so hot, how about some cold water.”

Ben stared as his mother turned and opened the fridge, bending down to get a bottle of water from the shelf. He eyes watched the edge of her denim skirt slowly rise higher. “Oh fucking hell” he softly groaned; seeing the sheer thong slip into kaçak iddaa view.

Hearing the soft words, Andrea didn’t have to turn and look to know the desired effect was hitting home. She knew that right now every drop of blood in Bens’ body was surging below his belt, making that thick monster rise and fill in the tight confines of his jeans.

As she turned, the mothers’ own eyes watched as her sons’ cock visibly thickened into a massive bulge in his tight jeans. She held the cold bottle just under her chin, letting the warm air of the kitchen condense around the container. She felt the first drop of cool water fall from the bottle onto her exposed breast, and then slowly trickle down the curving flesh.

Ben thought what he had just come from was hot; this was perfection. His brain literally began to short circuit as his mother slowly walked across the kitchen towards him. The water soaking through her thin shirt as it made her hard nipple more visible through the transparent cloth.

“Oh my godddd” Ben moaned. His eyes drifted down to his mothers’ flat belly, watching the muscles ripple with each step. Then lower, to those firm supple thighs.

“What baby” Andreas’ voiced dripped with sex. “Something got you hot and bothered?”

“Mom?” Ben asked; even as his body shuddered. He could feel his cock growing inside his jeans. Trapped at an odd angle, it couldn’t help but press out against his groin.

“Shhhhh”, Andrea told him. She set the bottle to the side, forgotten in her growing hunger. She slowly began to circle her son as he stood like a statue at the entry to the kitchen.

Ben felt like a small prey as a hungry tigress circled him. What the fuck was she doing? his mind screamed. Does she know she is driving me fucking nuts?

Andrea reached a hand out, letting one nail trace along her sons’ strong bicep. She could feel his body spasm at the contact. She was pretty sure she had him, but pretty sure wasn’t good enough.

“Baby”, Ben heard his mother ask in a throaty whisper. “Did you plant that seed nice and deep?”

“Oh fuck”, Ben whispered.

His mothers’ nail continued a path along his back, as her voice filled his ear. “Did you thrust it in hard baby?”

“Oh my god, Mom”; Ben gasped at the words.

He felt her nail scrape lightly over his other bicep as his mother made a full circle around him. When she stood in front of him again, she wasn’t looking at his face this time. Now, her eyes were staring straight down at the massive erection more than evident in his jeans.

Ben could only stare as his mothers’ finger drew a slow path down his bare chest; he felt like his entire body was going to explode at that moment.

“You know” Andreas’ voice dripped with undisguised lust. “You have a very hard decision.”

Ben’s eyes grew wide as his mothers’ finger didn’t stop at the waist of his jeans. “Oh Jesus”, he groaned; feeling the finger trail slowly over the bulge of his throbbing cock.

Andrea looked up, and stared into her son Bens’ eyes. “You can either go upstairs, take your shower; and nothing will have ever happened in this kitchen.”

Ben watched as his mother stepped away, towards the door to the kitchen. “Or you can come into the living room” she told him. “And give your mother the same kind of ‘planting’ you did for Kelly Pritchard.”

Andrea stepped to the doorway, turning back to her son. “It’s your choice.” she told him.

4.

Ben stood stunned in the kitchen; she KNEW, his brain cried out. Oh God, he was in so much trouble. Then it hit him, Jesus, she just invited me to come in the living room and fuck her. His mother, the object of his wet dreams since he even knew what sex was, was in the living room, on the couch, waiting for him.

Denial tried to set in, and then he slowly crossed into the living room. Every thought that his mother had been teasing or kidding him vanished. He stared as is own mother knelt on the couch just like Kelly had been, knees on the cushions, hands draped over the back; her tight ass coming into view as she pulled her denim skirt up to her waist.

“Mmmmmm, what took you”; Andrea said. “Come over here…motherfucker.”

His mothers’ wanton display, then hearing her utter that forbidden word, sent a shock wave through Bens’ body. He couldn’t get his jeans off fast enough as he stepped up behind her upturned ass.

Andreas’ eyes blazed as she stared back at her son. “No fancy shit” her voice tight and guttural. “I want you to own this cunt baby; fuck me until I can’t god damn walk.”

She could see the glazed look in her the face of her son, yes she thought. This was going to be the fucking of her entire life, and she kaçak bahis knew it.

Bens’ brain totally shut down on all logical thought. The woman of his hottest fantasies was kneeling right in front of him, begging for his cock. He would have to be dead to refuse this, and he was about to show his mother, he was a long way from being dead.

Andrea opened her mouth to encourage her son more, and never got another intelligible word out. Ben rammed his hips straight to her ass, as over ten long inches of hard cock meat drove straight up into her in one massive thrust.

“FFFUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK”, Andrea screamed; feeling her tight walls desperately trying to expand to fit her sons’ massive cock.

“Ohhhh shitttttt”, ben moaned. “So fucking tight.”

“Baby”, Andrea gasped. “The Grand Canyon would be tight on that tool…Jesus.” She slowly rotated her ass against him, feeling his thickness scrape her tingling walls. She looked back at him.

“Fuck mommy”, she growled, using Kelly’s words from earlier that morning. “Give me that hot seed like a good boy.”

Ben didn’t need anything more to inflame him, but hearing those words directly from his own mother, drove him almost insane with lust. Gripping her hips, he slowly drew his length back, and then he slammed hard into her.

“AAAAwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww” Andrea screamed. She felt his engorged head literally bounce off her cervix as he plowed her deeper than any male ever had.

Before she could even try to stop it; her first orgasm exploded deep in her belly. “Ooohhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddd”, she cried. Her body convulsing on the couch, as her own juices gushed out around the embedded cock, running down her spread thighs and dripping to the couch. The small part of her brain still functioning, was amazed, one thrust and her son had her cumming like a common street whore.

Andreas’ mind almost melted as one orgasm rolled right into another, and then another. Her body convulsing and shaking as wave after wave consumed her. She could only feel that hard cock as her son pounded into her from behind like some maniac fucking machine.

Ben drove in and out of the best fuck he had ever experienced, as his mother babbled beneath his driving hips. He caught occasional words as his mother rocketed from one orgasm to another. Ben…then cumming…then a string of obscenity pour out of her mouth.

Ben could feel his own hips start to lose rhythm as he felt the walls of his mother’s velvet vise cunt gripping at him. The wet, obscene sucking noises filling the room. The scent of their sex was hanging thick around them.

The suddenness of everything, added by the incredibly tight walls of his mother’s grasping cunt, was rapidly sending ben to the edge. NO! his mind screamed. I want to fucking SEE her when I fill her.

“NNNooooooooooooooooo” Andrea could only wail, as she felt that gaping emptiness when Ben pulled free of her. Then, his powerful arms flipped her over like a rag doll onto the couch, her legs draped just like Kelly had been. Lust hazed eyes watched as he knelt between her lewdly spread legs.

“Oh God yessssssssss” Andrea hissed. She reached up for her son as he shifted closer. “Fuck me baby. Fill meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, her last word turning into a howl as Ben drove his full length back into her.

“Oh fuck…oh shit…” Ben grunted between long powerful strokes; staring down into his mothers’ lust written face.

Andrea wrapped her long legs around her son, as her heels drummed against his ass with every thrust. She could feel him starting to swell even bigger inside her tight channel. Oh God yes, she thought.

“Do it baby” her thoughts turning into words. “Cum in mommy, mark me, make me yours.” Her hips slammed up to meet her son, “Own meeeeeeeeeee” she screamed as another orgasm tore through her ravaged body.

“Mooooooooooom mmmmmmmmmmm” Ben roared. He rammed his hips as far into her as he possibly could, as vibrations coursed through him.

Andrea swore she could feel his massive dick jerk deep inside her belly, as the first molten rope of cum exploded into her.

“Beeennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn” Andrea screamed at the top of her lungs; as the most intense orgasm she had ever felt shredded her body. She faintly felt her own juices erupt to spray across his belly as she wrapped her arms around him, yanking him down into a tight embrace on the couch.

Ben felt his mothers’ nails rake down his back as they both exploded together. That’s going to leave a mark, he mentally thought, then dismissed the notion.

As their bodies slowly drifted back to earth, Andrea whispered in his ear. “Fuck who you want Ben” she softly spoke. “Just remember to come home to momma, baby.”

“Always Mom”, Ben whispered back. “I love you.”

Andrea smiled as she felt the evidence slowly oozing out of her. “I know”, she softly kissed his cheek. “I can feel it.”

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The Morning After Ch. 3

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I fell into a dream filled sleep. I was standing in my old grade school and everyone was there, all my friends I grew up with. But they were all grown up and sitting in the desks dressed like kids, weird. The door opened and the nun entered with books and ruler in hand. Instead of the old battleaxe it was my dear sweet sister, boy could she fill out a habit. She set the books down and looked at me and approached with ruler in hand.

“Well you’ve been a bad boy haven’t you.” I could only nod. She grabbed me with that dream strength and had my pants down before I could blink and the class was awful quiet. The room was empty and when I looked at my sister all she was wearing was the headpiece to the habit, she was naked otherwise. She handed me the ruler and bent over the teacher’s desk.

“I’ve been very bad.” I could only stare at her perky little ass and ‘SWISH, CRACK!’ the ruler found its mark. It whistled through air again and again until her cheeks were crimson and only the barest of whimpers came from her mouth.

“On your knees and suck my dick.” My dreamself was wanting to demean her and it was working she knelt and crawled over on all fours. I watched her ass sashay as she approached.

“Whatever you want.” Then in that disjointed way she was furiously sucking me, my dick was wet from her mouth and huge. The wet smacking sound all I could hear. It was so real I felt like I was gonna blow right then and there. I could feel her hand jacking me and her warm wet mouth wrapped around me.

“I am going to blow,” bahis firmaları I said as the build up was just too much. She just continued to suck and pump with her hand. I came and I woke with my sisters lips wrapped around me. She smiled as she swallowed.

“You talk in your sleep.” She said as she wiped the last of me from her lips. “You taste wonderful by the way.” We cuddled and I drifted back to sleep with her in my arms.

I woke up late to her pussy right over my face and she was lowering her lips to my hard on. To say I was confused would be an understatement. I did what was natural and ran my tongue along her lips.

“Oh you’re awake finally, I woke up wanting some dick hope you don’t mind.” I mumbled a reply considering my mouth was full. She had said she loved sucking dick and she was proving that. So as her hands and lips began to work on me again I leaned up and began to lick along her pussy lips teasing her. I pushed my tongue inside of her and avoided her clit like the plague. She groaned in frustration and ground against my face as she deep throated my dick. She pumped her face mouth fucking me and driving me close to cumming so quickly but she stopped before and pulled away to enjoy my tongue finally flickering her clit. She murmured encouraging me to lick and tease her more. “Oh yeah… oh yeah.” I nibbled on her clit and she bit back a scream, then with the words, “I need your dick elsewhere.” She pulled off my face and shifting again lowered herself onto my cock again. “Oh that dick is so hard, it kaçak iddaa feels so good!” She rode me deliberate and easy moving achingly slow, I watched my dick gradually disappear into her shaved pussy. Then she just sat there with me buried in her.

“Nice view huh?” She asked as she played with her nipples. I nodded and took her beauty in her deep auburn hair framing her heart shaped face. Her perfect breasts now being teased and played with. And remembering piercing her perfect ass last night, I flexed my dick while she sat there. She giggled in surprise and winked when I did it again. She clapped her hands together and bounced just a little driving me wild. I growled and shifted my body throwing her onto her back, my dick still buried in her. She looked deeply into my eyes and threw her arms up in submission.

“Fuck me, take me, do whatever you want!” She closed her eyes and waited. I moved in and out of her slowly feeling every inch of her as she clenched her pussy on the in stroke. My pace picked up moving faster and faster in and out and her voice a hoarse whisper, “oh god,” over and over again. Now our bodies smacking against each other, slap, slap, slap. I lifted her legs up and pressed them against my chest changing the angle of my penetration. She groaned as I continued the frantic pace of pumping into her. I pulled out of her suddenly seeing her stiffen as I lowered the head and eased into her ass. She groaned welcoming it back into her once more. “Yes fuck my ass!” Once the head was in the rest slid in easily and soon kaçak bahis I was pistoning in and out of her oh so tight ass. It was an incredible feeling, and the fact that she liked it as much as I made it even more pleasurable. I rolled her onto her side to get deeper penetration and she grunted mirroring my desire. She fingered her clit and pussy all the while I banged away at her rear end. She threw her head back and actually came while I was buried to my balls in her. I could feel her orgasm through her ass, it was so alien and yet perfect somehow. I paused in my thrusts giving her time to recuperate but she eeked out one word.

“More.” So I started pumping again, ever so slowly in and out of her. Focusing my attention on the sensation of her tightness gripping me. So warm, so wet and so snug, the perfect environment for my dick right then. She was playing with clit and nipples with exquisite passion. I could hear her murmuring something but I couldn’t make it out. My heart was triphammering again and the outside world was falling away as my attention was only for my dick and her ass. Nothing else seemed to matter and as my orgasm started building and the point of no return was on me my sister was thrusting her ass against me and screaming something unintelligible. With one last thrust I buried myself deep in her and it felt like a part of me broke, the intensity nearly blacked me out. I was straining for air and she held me as I got control over my body once more. She looked down at me with a look of concern and asked if I was ok, I nodded and told her it was the intensity of cumming that did it. She smiled and said something about a killer ass, literally. I slept then, and when I woke up next to her, there was no guilt only a strange warmth.

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Morning Surprise

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In summer I like to go for a run along the beach in the morning. There are a lot of nice beaches where I live, and I usually go to a different one each day.

One morning I went to a beach where I had never been before. It was a long beach, and seemed to be completely deserted. I ran for a while, and I was just thinking about turning back when I saw a girl lying on the sand. She was in a little hollow between some grassy banks, and I hadn’t seen her until I was level with where she was.

She was lying on her tummy facing away from me. I could see that she was wearing a red and white bikini, and a large straw hat. Then as I watched, a gust of wind blew the hat off her head.

She gasped and sat up. She wasn’t wearing the top to her bikini. The wind blew the hat down the beach, and I chased it and caught it.

It walked over to the girl. She saw me coming but made no attempt to cover her breasts. “This is yours, I believe,” I said as I handed her the hat.

She reached out and took the hat. “Thank you,” she said. “The wind caught me by surprise.”

“Life is full of surprises,” bahis firmaları I said. “Like finding you here, for example. What are you doing all alone way out here?”

“I like the solitude,” she said. “And sometimes a nice surprise comes along.” Then she smiled at me and added, “I like surprises!”

She put the hat on the sand, reached into her bag and pulled out a tube of tanning lotion. “Here,” she said handing me the tube, “Will you rub some of this on my back?”

I took the tube and she lay on her tummy. I rubbed the lotion onto her back, and she said, “Ohhh, that feels so nice! You have such strong hands.” Then when I had finished her back, she rolled over and said, “Now do my front.”

I rubbed the lotion onto her, paying particular attention to her boobs. Then suddenly she said, “I meant all of me, not just my boobs!”

Suddenly she sat up and yelled, “You men are all alike. All you think about it tits. I suppose you expect me to take of the bottom part of my suit so that you can rub my pussy as well?”

I was too startled by her reaction to say anything.

She kaçak iddaa jumped up and peeled off the bottom part of her bikini. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” she yelled. “Pussy. You want to stick your fat cock into my tight pussy!”

I stared at her pussy, and she went on and said, “Well, you’re not going to. You can look but not touch.” And she came over and shoved her pussy in my face. “See, there it is and you can’t have it. What are you going to do now?”

I grabbed her and she screamed. “What are you doing?” she gasped. “You’re so much stronger than I am, and there’s no-one around for miles to help me. What can I do?”

“I’ll tell you what you’re going to do,” I yelled. “First, you’re going to suck on this.” And I pushed her mouth to my cock.

“But I don’t know how!” she protested.

“Then learn fast!” I ordered, as I shoved my cock into her mouth.

I guess that she was a fast learner as she sucked me expertly. When I was nice and hard, I pulled her away from me and said, “Now that you’ve got it so hard, you can sit on it.”

She looked at me kaçak bahis in horror. “Not my pussy!” she cried. “You’re not going to put that big thing into my tiny little pussy!”

“Oh yes I am!” I said. “I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy with my cock and fill you with my cum.”

I pulled her down onto my cock. Her pussy was soaking wet and I slipped into her easily. “Oooh,” she cried, “That feels soooo good. Fuck me! Fuck me hard and make me cum!”

She humped me furiously until she screamed “Ohhhhh yeeessss,” and we both came.

She lay on top of me for a while. Then when her breathing had returned to normal, she got up and put her suit on. “Well,” she said, “Now that you’ve had what you wanted you’d better go.” I started to protest but she said, “I mean it! Go!” and she lay down on her towel, picked up her book and started reading.

I put my shorts on and walked away. Strange woman, I thought. But I didn’t complain. Then I realised that I didn’t even know her name.

I went back to that beach at the same time the next day. She wasn’t there. So I tried going at different times for the next few days, but there was no sign of her. After about a week I gave up.

As I said before, life’s full of surprises. That was certainly one of the oddest, and the nicest, at least for me.

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