Nosey Parker Ch. 02

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PART 2: DRIVEN TO THE EDGE

The car jiggled slightly as two thumps resounded through the vehicle waking her groggily from a restive slumber. How long she had dozed Angela had no idea, shortly after though she heard the engine start, surely they were still winding her up, tormenting her for her indiscretions. Angela found it hard to believe they would dare take to the streets with a trussed up naked woman in the boot of their car.

It was incredibly hot and stuffy in here; she had been stripped, gagged, blindfolded, hooded for good measure, and then bound tight enough to prevent her escaping. Then she had been carried to the garage and secured to the luggage mounts on the boot floor of the sports car, they had covered her with a thick blanket, which made it even hotter in such a confined space. The hood and ball gag on top of all this made breathing quite difficult though not dangerously so she was glad of that at least!

The engine burst into life vibrating the floor beneath her, Angela cried out hopelessly muffled by her gag, hood and the car itself as her panic returned. Then even more terrifying for her she felt the car lurch around her as it pulled away. Even now she truly believed they were winding her up, they would drive to the end of the road and return wouldn’t they? She moved to the left against her bonds as the car swung right out of the drive, soon she would by pushed right as the car turned to return up the street wouldn’t she? Moments later she cried in shocked dismay as she felt the car turn left and accelerate up the main road. She screamed in disbelief, how could they be so foolhardy, if they got stopped or had an accident how could they explain this.

Within a few minutes she was very glad of the blanket they had thrown over her as the air around her began to cool rapidly. Her mind was in turmoil, fear and terror washed back and forth in a battling tide with excitement and arousal as her bonds bit into her with each bump or turn in the road. Despite the blanket she shivered and for a moment wondered where the draught was coming from, soon though her mind returned to more pressing matters.

Everything was her fault she found herself considering, if she had resisted temptation to pry and left them alone all this would never have happened. Of course Angela realised it had been a trap, she had been lured into it quite skilfully, if she hadn’t been so nosey though she wouldn’t be here now so it was her fault. She wondered how many times they had baited the trap, how many times they had hoped to catch her, how patient had they been?

With that her thoughts went back to what she had been witness to a short while ago as she had peeked through Laura’s bedroom window. She saw it all so vividly and felt that delightful ache between her tightly trussed thighs, despite or because of her lack of control and fear about what was going to happen Angela found this all very exhilarating.

Time passed, a lot of it or at least it seemed a lot before the car finally stopped and the engine died. She lay shivering with cold beneath her blanket as she heard heavy doors slamming shut, some time later the boot was opened and her blanket removed. Overly warm air rushed in to waft over her as someone undid the ropes that bound her to the boot floor. Angela felt herself being lifted from the car and bodily carried for some distance by the pair to be laid on what felt like a concrete floor. Wondering where the hell they had taken her Angela sniffed the air that seeped into her hood, it smelt thick, oily or greasy definitely somewhere industrial. The rope securing her wrists to her ankles was undone and she was lifted and manoeuvred into a chair.

“Don’t move Bitch,” came Alicia’s cold emotionless voice, “please don’t make things any worse for yourself.”

Surrounded by the inky blackness she nodded her hooded head to show she agreed, it would be pointless to try and make her voice understood around the ball gag. Trembling she sat perfectly still as her legs and arms were undone quite quickly, they both worked in unison and had her free in moments. The hood however stayed in place unfortunately and she couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped her as her joints moved for the first time in what seemed ages, she wailed pitifully as pins and needles wracked her arms and legs as both circulation and warmth returned to them. Her arms were cuffed behind the chair back before they retreated. Sitting in silence she could hear them talking and laughing close by too quietly though for her to make out anything useful as they busied themselves doing god knows what. A good five minutes passed before they seemed to pay her any attention at all, three minutes for her to imagine what was about to happen.

“Stand!” barked Alicia authoratively, nervously Angela obeyed rising slowly to her feet.

A hand gripped her none too gently by the back of the neck forcing her to move, she stumbled blindly in the direction she was forced. The intensity of the dread that overwhelmed her was exquisite, Angela felt her pulse racing excitedly and her gagged mouth was incredibly bahis firmaları dry as she was forcibly manoeuvred to stand exactly where they wanted her and her cuffs were removed.

“Right bitch, hold out your arms, don’t try and do anything stupid!” came a barked order; compliantly she held her arms out before her.

“To the sides you stupid bitch!” it was Alicia who did all the talking.

Almost instantly Angela felt them wrapping heavy thick what felt like leather bands around her wrists and securing them tightly, she could hear the jingle of loose buckles as her wrists were bound. Angela was amazed how well they worked together, chains rattled over concrete and metal alarming her and she felt the heavy weight pull downwards upon her outspread arms as they fastened them to the wrist cuffs. She really hoped she did not have to stand like this for too long for the weight seemed to grow heavier with each passing moment. The heavy sensation did not last long at all however for with rattling clinks from both sides the chains were drawn tauter, utilising ratchets they were drawing Angela’s arms out directly to each side of her. If she had wanted to flee at all, the thought of which had never entered her head as a viable option until now, it dawned on Angela that she was unable to.

Her mind span in turmoil, as Angela realised there was no escaping the inevitable, she must endure whatever they had planned for her. Confused by her emotions part of her wanted to scream, to flee in panic or withdraw in fearful denial but another darker side hungered expectantly for the unknown, it grew restlessly excited imagining sensations and emotions she had not yet savoured or endured. This side of her psyche grew stronger with each passing moment and ruled her misgivings at the moment without contest.

To her sides more chains rattled, Angela felt the chill of cold steel against her skin this time about her ankles as the chilly links of steel were wrapped around them twice about and secured. Shortly after as ratchets clanked and the chains pulled at her ankles forcing her feet relentlessly apart she began to tremble once more. Angela wobbled unsteadily as they forced her to adopt the position they wanted her in. Totally helpless stretched spread-eagled, gagged and hooded, enveloped in total blackness Angela realised her punishment was probably about to be delivered. Real fear gripped her, fear of what they were going to do, fear of the pain she was to endure and mostly fear of why it was stimulating her so much!

“Ohh Angela,” laughed Alicia menacingly causing a ripple of wonderful fear to add to her tense state, “you look so vulnerable like that.” “God, you don’t know how much I’m going to enjoy this you bitch!” she hissed, terrifyingly enthusiasm sparkled in Alicia’s voice.

Unexpectedly the hood was popped off Angela’s head, free from the stuffy confines of the hood she relished the cooler on her face. She drew in several deep lungs full of the oily scented cool air before her blindfold was removed too. The light was quite subdued; the main overhead fluorescent lights were out. What illumination there was came from small lamps set here and there upon some of the high workbenches but to her newly exposed retinas even those seemed really bright. No one was in sight both her abductors were behind her somewhere out of her field of vision, instinct told her it would be more smart to keep her head forwards and not turn to look around too much. Squinting around her without moving her head too much her captors allowed her a moment or two to take in her surroundings. To Angela it was quite obviously a car workshop, she had been secured stark naked between two of the upright posts of a four-post hydraulic car lift by heavy link chains.

From both sides at once they moved to stand directly before her, Angela stared wide eyed in shock, if she had been able her jaw would have dropped in astonishment. Before Angela her tormentors stood, both were naked apart from tight scarlet latex hoods that covered the top halves of their faces to just under their noses and spike-heeled boots. With heels of six inches or more both the women towered over her. Alicia’s boots are exotic thigh length and match her mask perfectly in colour while Laura’s boots are simpler, black and only calf high. As she had witnessed earlier Alicia wore her auburn hair hanging loose through a hole at the apex of her hood but Laura’s blonde shorter tresses were crushed beneath her hood.

They made a very erotic vision stood side-by-side together holding each other loosely in a very sensuous manner, the sight of which thrilled Angela. Still quaking uncontrollably Angela’s heart lurched as they began to move, the women parted to move to each side close to the car lifts posts and begin to adjust the ratchets on the chain drawing her arms quite some more tauter until she was stretched just enough to prevent her moving without hurting herself. Her stomach knotted in gloriously tense apprehension as Angela waited with bated breath, her current predicament is one of the most highly exciting experiences she kaçak iddaa has known. Angela’s already fraught nerves go into overdrive as Alicia drew very very close to look deep into her eyes, something her tormentor saw there made her smile smugly, her green icy eyes mere inches from Angela’s.

“Dirty bitch,” whispers Alicia quietly so that only she hears, then louder and more aggressively “you dirty filthy bitch, I know you want this, you may think not but I see it in those filthy whore slut eyes!”

Shaking with absolute terror and extreme excitement Angela shook her head in an attempt to deny it. Stepping back Alicia laughed and nodded, she knew, she could see it so easily. Helpless to resist Angela had decided to enjoy what she could and endure what she had to in order to get this over with, at least that’s what she had tried to convince herself and Alicia had seen straight through her. Laura meanwhile had wandered away behind Angela somewhere, though Angela paid the woman little attention as her eyes were drawn to her delectable red headed, green eyed tyrant and her verbal abuse as she drew closer again.

“You appreciate why you are to be disciplined don’t you Angela?” she nodded once to show she understood, her throat constricted and she fought to hold back tears.

“I must ask you to be truthful now,” Alicia’s eyes sparked with malice, “do you deserve disciplining?”

Once again she nodded after a brief hesitation, so close to her Angela could have licked her face if she had not been so securely gagged. Alicia smiled pleased with her response. To Angela’s surprise the woman cupped her breast making her shudder involuntarily as the fingers drew together to tease her already distended teat. She wanted to cry out, to ask the woman not to stop but could only garble unintelligibly past the gag. As if she knew Alicia took her other hand and slid it between Angela’s legs to cup her aching pussy lightly. Throwing back her head she wailed incomprehensibly around her gag as Alicia’s middle finger speared her oozing flesh very precisely. The delightful intruder sank as deep as possible into her sucking wetness and gyrated several times. Such was her excitement that within moments she was close to climaxing and shook uncontrollably this time solely through pleasure.

“Feels good, ehh,” purred Alicia sexily as she fingered her to the brink.

Focusing on the woman’s highly amused eyes Angela stared pleadingly at her, visually begging her to allow her to come. Of course disappointment was to be her reward as Alicia withdrew both hands at the critical moment, she held up the fingers that had been in Angela’s sex close between them and sniffed the absolutely dripping middle finger.

“Dreamy,” she purred holding it below Angela’s nose; her own musky scent pervaded her nostrils, “here try it”.

The woman smeared the thick copious secretions around her nose, every breath she now took would reek of her own pungent aroused pussy juices. Angela watched the woman lick her fingers clean with her long pointed tongue and moaned in frustration. All this time Laura had been busy behind her and Alicia slid away laughing to join the other woman out of Angela’s sight. Taking deep breaths as best she could through only her nose Angela steadied herself only too aware of the whispering and laughing behind her.

Closing her eyes she calmed herself down as best she could, her pulse slowed considerably as she took full advantage of their apparent distraction. Something soft gently landed across her upper arm and shoulder startling her from her composure settling exercise. Looking down she squealed behind the gag for fanned out across her pale flesh was the soft scarlet leather tails of a flogger. In a wicked way Alicia played the flogger lightly over her as she ducked beneath Angela’s arm and stood before her. Almost tenderly she flicked the flogger against Angela’s belly, flinching each time Angela shrieked unnecessarily in fear expecting worse than Alicia gave her. Confusion reigned within, her eyes widened in horror but her body literally ripples with anticipatory excitement of the unknown that was to come as she watched the scarlet tails slap lightly against her. The sensations she felt were incredibly perverse she knew she was about to be hurt but in a sick way she longed eagerly for the torture Alicia had selected for her.

“You ready Angela?”

To her own amazement Angela felt a hint of defiance surface, she just stared back at her tormentor her face a mask of expressionless calm. Alicia refused to be phased by her pitiful show; almost an anti-climax Angela had expected to be struck but Alicia made no move immediately instead she winked goading her prey. With a flourish of the wrist she set the floggers fronds whirling in a circular motion and smiled nastily at Angela. Confidence evaporated, the shakes had returned she could not control them whether through excitement or terror Angela could not tell she was so confused. Time marched on and she was kept in suspended anticipation for so long she cared not what happened as long as something did.

“Show kaçak bahis me you want it Bitch!” hissed Alicia coldly, “show me or by my word you’ll be so sorry!”

Her brief defiance confidence dissolved before the threat, and nervously Angela nodded to show she accepted.

“Excellent we got that on camera!” smiled Alicia pointing behind her with her free hand, the flogger still span lazily in her other.

In disbelief at first Angela stared where Alicia is indicating and true enough there is a security camera with a blinking red light pointed straight at her from a top corner of the workshop. How could she be so stupid she cursed to herself, the bitches were filming this, fuck they’ll probably blackmail her. Visions of her oh so comfortable world evaporating clouded her mind but only for a moment.

Before her Alicia stood beyond striking range, she was smiling evilly flourishing the flogger in a lazy figure of eight captivating Angela’s focus. Almost day dreaming Angela was caught unaware watching Alicia playing with the flogger, behind her Laura made the first move swinging her flogger in a gentle arc to strike Angela across the buttocks. Alicia laughs wickedly at her as the unexpected blow landed, the blow was fairly light but it still hurt her unsuspecting flesh like hell. In shock Angela reacted instinctively attempting throwing herself forwards away from the attack. As she lurches forwards in the chains crying out in pain and shock to no avail Alicia strikes her across her belly, she lurches back only to be struck again from behind. To her the level of pain is intense she bursts into tears wailing ineffectively around the ball gag as they abuse her. All this time both the evil bitches laugh as they flog her thankfully not too hard for ten strokes each then stop.

As the pain faded to a bearable ache she realised how good it felt perversely and how exhilarated she felt as her buttocks and belly burn in afterglow. Before her Alicia stood hands on hips breathing heavily from her exertions, a light sheen of perspiration on her top lip. Foolishly Angela believed it was over up to the point when she was suddenly plunged into darkness again. The fear she feels as her sight is taken from her is extremely arousing her wait to find out what comes next was very short this time.

A flogger blow struck her hip from the front it is copied straight away by a blow around her other hip from behind. She can sense this by the way the tassels strike home. The next blow came from the front, it hit across her lower leg to be similarly copied from behind. Blows then struck her upper arm, lower arm and so on. Blow after blow were landed all up her sides and on both top and bottom of her arms, her nerve endings cry out, her body feels on fire as her senses were battered for what seemed an age.

“Halt, change over you lead now,” Alicia called out, she sounded almost breathless.

If they were tiring though they did not show it from behind Laura struck her inner thigh above the knee, Alicia did likewise from the front. To Angela’s dismay the next blow was a double sideswipe and return across her waist, Alicia copied across her the tender taut exposed expanse of her belly. The agony was incredible but more was to come. The next was harder back and forth across her upper back, Angela steeled herself, understanding the pattern she knew instinctively where the next double blow would land. Even though she was gagged she screamed anticipating the pain long before it occurred. Of course Alicia followed suit whipping the flogger quite hard across her jiggling tits as she writhed in her bonds futilely attempting to avoid the blows.

The pain was intense but she was given no respite she screamed on almost panicking, choking on her own spittle as from behind the flogger hit upwards between her thighs its ends lashing her exposed pussy agonisingly. Alicia followed suit with a similar blow from the front Angela wailed in anguish at the lashing only to be rewarded evilly. On both strokes several tassels hit her tenderest flesh causing searing flashes of pain to burst through her. The ache left behind was exquisitely unbearable. Blows began to rain upon her at random she lurched pathetically as she was struck with varying force from any angle on any part of her body or limbs. Such was her inability to control her body that she pissed herself; the urine stung the many weals on her legs as it gushed from her in an unmanaged spurt. Her torturers laughed but showed mercy or no sign of halting at her distress. To further her discomfort her feet slipped in her own mess as she lurched about under the beating causing her to swing helplessly in her chains until she regained her footing.

Truth be known that last assault only lasted less than a minute but she was close to collapse when they finished with her. Sweat poured from her, her body burnt in exquisite agony as sweat and piss soaked into her whipped skin. Quite exhausted she hung limply in her chains as the hood was removed and Alicia stood before her smiling victoriously at her. Once more she could breathe a little freer and after several painful breaths with her eyes closed and head hung low a little energy returned. Looking herself over as best she could Angela saw there was no part of her body or limbs left unmarked by the floggers.

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Jake Pt. 02

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After my encounter in the library restroom, I spent the next couple days in nervous exhilaration. I had to have more. I sent a message to the number I had gotten. After awhile I got a message back.

“This the dude in the library?”

I answered that I was the guy in the library and wanted to know about the “meeting” at the motel.

The guy, Joey, said he and a few friends got together to play every once in awhile to let off steam. All the guys were college guys and very discreet.

Tuesday came around and I felt like I walked around with a hard-on all day. I waffled back and forth deciding if I was going to go to the little circle jerk or not. By about 10pm, I was in a crazy frenzy. I threw caution to the wind and jumped in my car.

I sat in my car at the motel for awhile. I was about to leave when I saw a couple of guys walking across the parking lot. A long-haired blond one was wearing shorts that stretched around big meaty thighs with a too-tight t-shirt riding up his muscled v-shaped torso. The other guy with him was dark-haired with a military cut and was much leaner. They met up with another guy at the door of number 56 and walked in.

I took and deep breath. I jumped out of my car and quickly walked to the door. I was going to knock, but the door wasn’t closed all the way and my first knock pushed it open. The muscled blond was standing at the door and it knocked into his now shirtless torso.

“C’mon in, slugger. You’re a hottie,” bahis firmaları he said, pulling me in and closing the door behind me. He grabbed at my shirt, running a hand under it and grabbing at a nip. “I’m Matt. You’re new. Joey mentioned you.” He motioned to a guy sitting on the bed naked rubbing the crotch of the guy with the military haircut who had just came with Matt.

“I’m Joey,” the naked guy said to me as he approached. “And you’re Jake.”

I nodded nervously.

His thighs were muscled and hairy, as was his chest. His face was scruffy and he was very handsome. He dropped to his knees in front of me and started to reach for my shorts.

“May I?” he said, pausing.

“Go ahead.” I said with my voice breaking. I took a second. “Go for it.”

My shorts were soon off and Joey was taking my cock deep into his mouth. I was in ecstasy. I kind of laughed because the pleasure of my cock slipping down Joey’s throat was so intense. Matt had taken off my shirt and was licking my nips. I couldn’t think. I just got lost in it all.

Matt’s buddy knelt down and started to suck Matt’s fat dick, choking on it as he pulled it down his throat.

Matt pulled off my nips and pushed his long hair back.

“Suck the muscle cock, Rico. You fucking cocksucking bitch.” Matt looked at me and winked. “You wanna help him?”

“In a bit,” I laughed as I surveyed the room.

It was a room full of guys playing with their or other dicks. kaçak iddaa There were two other guys besides Matt, Rico, Joey, and me. One was a small sandy-haired twink; the other was a frat-type medium-build dude wearing nothing but a baseball cap. Those two were on one of the double beds sucking each other off.

“The one in the hat is Jeremy and the twinkie is Eric,” Matt said, noticing me looking at them. “Jeremy has a huge cock.” Matt’s hand was waving his own fat cock at me. “Even bigger than mine… well, maybe.”

Joey was sucking my cock so good, but I really needed to have a cock in my own virginal mouth. Matt was fucking hot with his floppy porn cock. I just knew he’d be my first.

Joey pulled off my cock with an audible pop. He looked up at me and I pointed to the empty bed. I wanted to suck my first cock -Matt’s muscle cock- on the bed. I was going to savor every inch of that body too.

I grabbed at Matt and motioned to the bed. He grinned and pushed Rico off his cock. He grabbed Rico by the neck and maneuvered him to the bed. He pushed Rico onto the bed before rolling onto it himself. I was just about to roll on top of Matt’s beast of a body when I heard the motel room door open and close. I glanced around and my jaw dropped.

My roommate Steven was standing inside the room.

“Oh, fuck, it’s Steven,” I said to myself hoarsely.

“Oh, you know Steven?” asked Matt, lying on his side. He lifted a muscled arm into the air kaçak bahis and waved. “Yo, Steven, come here!”

Steven had pulled off his shirt, revealing his perfect body and started toward Matt. He undid his belt and his shorts as he walked over. Since he always went commando, his hairy crotch was exposed provocatively. I sucked in a deep breath and turned around suddenly – Steven walked into me. There we were chest to chest.

“You?” he questioned with a slight sneer.

“Yeah,” I replied, looking up at him. “What…?”

“Ok, I’m bi. Maybe gay. Don’t know, and actually don’t care. I like a hot mouth on my cock, preferably a guy. I can say and do things that really turn me on with a guy that I can’t with girls,” he confessed, interrupting me.

“Wow,” I stammered as a whiff of his scent hit my nose.

I was so close I could feel his heat. I could feel my cock hardening against his thigh. He pushed his thigh toward me.

“So my secret is out,” he said, looking up and away.

“I’m not going to ever say a word, Steven.”

He looked at me directly in the eyes. It was a powerful look. It was so intense I started to feel self-conscious. Steven grabbed me by the hand and pushed down his shorts.He put my hand on his cock. It was thick and felt like warm velvet. He bucked his hips forward slightly as my hand slid over it.

“Oh, I know you won’t. It’s hard to say anything with a mouthful of my big fucking cock,” he told me as he gently grabbed my throat and smirked. “Or should I say, ‘throatful’?”

“Keep me quiet…as long as we’re roommates. I don’t mind being gagged by your big dick,” I joked.

“Yeah, I plan on it,” he replied. And he wasn’t joking.

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In Praise of My Wife’s Lover

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This story involves sex between three people. Two men and one woman. One of the men happens to be black. The other man enjoys watching his wife have sex with the other man. Therefore, if you hate cuckolds, sex between two men or black people, you will not enjoy this short story.

****

Along with the expected insults, I received many wonderful e-mails regarding the second story of our saga, which had my wife experiencing the joys of sex with Will Jessup, the man we met as a result of our personal ad.

We had enjoyed our first sexual encounter with another man the week before, and when we agreed to meet up with this man who called himself Wilson in his reply, we had no idea that the man was someone who we had known for many years, having been members of the same church.

After the initial embarrassment wore off, my wife Lisa and I decided to go ahead with the plan, and we ended up going to Will’s lavish place for an evening of sex which remains one of the most incredible nights of our lives.

Unlike our first cuckold experience, where Tony had forbidden me to touch him, Will Jessup not only allowed me to interact with him, but encouraged me to touch him, and do more. I did do some touching, but chickened out when the opportunity arose for more, my inhibitions holding me back.

After another sexual escapade, this one a rather accidental affair with a waiter that got me involved in a major way, I admitted to myself that I was bisexual. I enjoyed the feeling of young Kenny’s cock in my mouth, and after discussing it with Lisa, we ended up getting together with Will Jessup again a few weeks later.

***

I was watching from the foot of Will Jessup’s bed as he was fucking my wife, looking up from my vantage point as the trim and wiry black man moved his enormous cock in and out of my wife’s pussy.

Will was arched over Lisa and was positioned like he was doing push-ups above her, his rich black skin glistening with sweat, and I could see the droplets of perspiration raining down on my petite wife’s pale skin.

Will’s balls swung wildly around as he moved, the over-sized pouch that held the golf ball bahis firmaları sized testicles swaying low, and I heard Will groan when I reached up and grabbed the wrinkled pouch, kneading his nuts roughly in my palm.

I could now see Will’s glistening black manhood as it slid in and out of Lisa’s blonde fringed pussy, and could also see the outrageously proportioned trunk of his cock – the part that would never experience the tight confines of Lisa’s vagina because of the extreme length and girth of his weapon.

“Oh Bryan!” I heard Will groan as he explained to my wife what I was doing. “Bryan’s working my balls.”

“Don’t make him cum yet,” I heard my wife say, gasping for air as Will continued to impale her with his member.

Before me as I knelt behind him, Will was on his toes, dipping in and out of my wife, while every muscle in his wiry torso strained and sparkled. With his thighs parted wide and his tight buttocks spread, I could see Will’s anus, fully exposed.

It was a ruddy pink, in stark contrast to the ebony blackness around it, and as I looked at that puckered little ring, I remembered the first time Will had been with Lisa, and how shocked I was when I saw what my wife had done to him after he had used his own tongue to tongue to explore Lisa’s anus.

Seeing my formerly conservative wife with her hands clawing at Will Jessup’s ass cheeks; so driven with lust that she barely remembered afterward what she had done, her tongue licking and lapping at Will’s asshole in a frenzy while I struggled with a wide range of emotions, confused me.

Now, looking at the pink ring, I could understand why my Lisa had found it so appealing. The balloon knot was like a flower, with the petals blooming, vulnerable and inviting, and my face was now moving between those tight buttocks as if I had no control over it.

“OMIGOD!” Will Jessup cried out when my tongue first caressed his anus, his body practically flying in the air as I licked his opening.

Will was such a fanatic about cleanliness that I wasn’t surprised at how fresh he was, even in that most personal area, and that emboldened me to attack his anus kaçak iddaa even more enthusiastically.

“Rimming – rimming me,” I heard Will tell Lisa, and she screamed as she came, her skinny legs twitching in the air as her orgasm raced through her. “Tongue it, Bryan.”

I needed no encouragement as I latched my hands onto Will’s hips and burrowed my tongue into the puckered ring. My mouth ached as I rimmed Will, and when he could take no more I felt his body move away from me.

Will had pulled his cock out of my wife, and with surprising agility was now facing me, his gigantic penis in hand. I know what he wanted me to do, and I knew I wanted to do it.

Unlike the cock of the lad I had sucked a few weeks earlier, Will’s was not only long, but thick, and I strained to take the bulbous plum, exposed by his retracted foreskin, into my mouth. My left hand worked over his balls while my right hand wrapped around the rest of his cock, fist pumping up and down the shaft as I struggled to suck more of it.

Will’s hand were running through my hair as I sucked his cock, and I was struck by the lack of real stiffness in his organ. Unlike my own, which got to be very rigid when erect, Will’s massive weapon still had a degree of rubbery quality to it, probably because of the size of it, which was why I was surprised when Will said he was cumming.

I felt Will’s cum surge through his member a second before the semen squirted down my throat. I struggled not to choke as that initial blast was followed by countless others, the bittersweet nectar coating my throat like it had Lisa’s, and the sheer volume of it was so overwhelming that I had trouble swallowing it fast enough.

When the orgasm finally stopped, I looked down at Lisa, who was staring at me like she had cum again just watching me, and then Will was moving backwards a bit, allowing me to lean down and kiss my wife. My mouth was still full of Will’s cum, and I shared it with her.

Lisa took it eagerly, her tongue dancing with mine while her – our – lover’s seed passed between us. I felt Lisa’s hand between my legs, finding my dick hard and ready, and then she was pulling kaçak bahis me up towards her.

I was barely able to hold back my orgasm until my dick reached my wife’s mouth, erupting the moment her lips slid down my stem, and after I stopped cumming I went down and kissed her again, the blend of our cum forming a cocktail that we eagerly shared.

“Amazing,” Will said as he watched us, his hand sliding up and down his flaccid cock as he enjoyed our passion. “Simply amazing.”

***

I told Will that he was the one that was amazing. This gentlemanly African American, so soft spoken and considerate, was not only breathtakingly well endowed but was a masterful love-maker. Blessed with a penis that not only measured nearly a foot long, but was so extraordinarily thick toward the base that it took both of my wife’s hand to encircle the massive organ, he was stunning to watch in action.

When I’ve read some of the stories here about men who share their wives with other men – black men in particular – I’m struck by how often the other man is portrayed as arrogant and derisive of the husband who has allowed the sharing of his wife.

I have to admit I don’t understand it. The only person who would be less tolerant of that kind of behavior in our relationship than me would be my wife. She would never want to hurt me or to see me be hurt by the words and actions of another.

So we share Will, and there is a lot of him to go around in every way. He’s a generous lover who always makes sure that Lisa is satisfied before she cums himself.

One more thing makes him special to me. Recently, as Lisa was sucking my cock after Will had satisfied her, I was stunned when I felt something different. It was Will, taking my cock from my wife and letting his full lips slide up and down the pale slender shaft of my dick.

He had never done it before, Will said later, and he was curious. Besides, he told us, I had been so generous in sharing my wife with him that he felt he had to give me back something in return. I accepted his gift with gratitude, and will continue to do so any time he offers.

Hate me – hate my wife – hate our lifestyle – hate Will because he’s black, or because he’s so well-endowed. That’s your privilege, but I wouldn’t trade places with any man in the world, and I have the happiest and most sexually satisfied wife I know of.

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Daddy Makes His Virgin Squirt

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My second story! Sorry, it’s been 8 years since the last but better late than never. lol. I enjoyed writing this one and can’t even count how many times I had to stop to masturbate! I really appreciate any and all feedback. Please vote and comment 🙂

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Crystal laid spread eagle on her father’s bed, wearing only a pair of light pink panties. Her nineteen-year old body writhing atop the mattress, she inhaled the lingering smell of her dad’s cologne on the pillows. Crystal ran her fingers over the crotch of the panties, rubbing her wet slit through thin fabric.

This isn’t the first time Crystal snuck into her dad’s room to masturbate. She’s done this many times before, increasingly over the last few months. At first, she would only dare to play in his bedroom while he was away at work. Knowing she would not be caught, Crystal was careful not to disrupt the blankets and pillows, returning them as close to their original positions before leaving the room. Craving the feel and smell of her dad’s sheets against her naked skin, she’s become more and more brazen with this secret ritual.

Today, her dad is home. From the master bathroom suite attached to the bedroom, she listened to the shower run. The bathroom door stood only a few feet away from the end of the mattress, though the shower itself was nested in the corner of the master bath leaving no direct line of site to the bed. Steve kept the bathroom door open, expecting privacy from the attached bedroom. Crystal exhaled a deep agonizing moan while she masturbated in his bed, extra aroused by his close proximity. One step out of the shower and she would be in full view. Steve squeezed a dollop of shampoo into his hand, unaware of his sweet daughter tangled up in his sheets and fingering her cunt only a few feet away.

She had only a few precious minutes to play with herself and had to sneak out fast if the water stopped. Crystal pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and spread her pussy lips wide open, exposing herself to the room, toward the open door of the bathroom. Lifting her ass and thighs from the mattress, she aimed her pussy purposely in her father’s direction, as though summoning him with her wet cunt. Fuck, she wanted him. Crystal lifted her thighs and slid her panties off. The crotch soaked, she kicked them to her side and she grasped a piece of the bed sheet between her fingers. Crystal placed the bedsheet over her pussy and began rubbing her clit hard through the fabric. “I’m going to cum all over your sheets, Daddy,” Crystal whispered to herself, confident the sound of the shower masked her voice.

One hand on her big round tits, she squeezed her fat globes and pinched her own hard nipples. Her other hand at work on her pussy, knees spread wide, cunt still facing the open bathroom door, Crystal relished the friction of bedsheets. She rubbed her clit hard. Crystal and moaned, her volume increasing with her arousal. Safe for the moment with the sound of water from the next room, Crystal arched her back and closed her eyes. Imagining her dad so close to her, naked, wet. Is he hard, she wondered? Is he beating off in the shower? She was going to cum fast and hard.

More than anything else in this world, Crystal fantasized about her dad. She knew the desire was somehow wrong; that she should feel confused and ashamed. But, she didn’t. “I want to fuck my father,” she moaned aloud, the words arousing her helping her to the brink of orgasm. Crystal continued to play with herself while imagining her daddy’s mouth, hands, and cock all over her body.

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Steve is 46 years old, 6’2″, in pretty good shape, and, as any woman would tell you: very handsome. Her mother and fathered divorced when Crystal was pretty young. Growing up, she spent every other weekend at her dad’s. They had a great relationship. A few months ago, that relationship changed for Crystal, in an instant flipping itself into a burning desire. That day, Crystal had an argument with her mom and decided she was going to stay at her dad’s. Letting herself in with the key, she arrived later in the evening to an empty house. Not concerned with her father’s whereabouts, Crystal felt pretty tired and figured she would just go to sleep and see him in the morning.

Shortly after crawling into bed, the front door opened. Crystal heard the distant muffled sound of her dad’s voice, quickly followed by a woman’s giggle. “Damn. Dad has a lady over,” she thought to herself. I guess Crystal never really thought about it, but of course it would make sense for her dad to date. He never talked about it with her, and he definitely never brought a woman around while Crystal was here.

“Shit, should I let him know I am here?” Crystal asked herself. She decided she would go to the bathroom down the hall and purposefully make a little to discretely announce her presence. Crystal hopped from the bed and made her way down to the bathroom. A long low moan from living room that stopped her in her tracks. What the hell? Crystal wasn’t naive and knew exactly what that sound meant. They haven’t even casino şirketleri been in the house for three minutes and they are already at it, she thought. What now? She felt too embarrassed to make a sound. Should she go back to bed? She knew she SHOULD but her feet were glued to the ground.

Frozen, unsure of what to do, she heard her father speak from the next room. A jolt went through her body as she overheard her dad’s voice, loud and firm: “Get on your knees and suck my cock.”

Wow! Just, oh my god, wow. Crystal was stunned, immobilized, struggling to regain herself, she realized she was turned-on.

The arousal hit hard and fast. She wanted to watch. She wanted to see her father’s cock sucked. Only a few steps forward and she could see around the corner into the living room. But, would they see her? The hall was dark. She would stay hidden hall shadow, she told herself. For a moment, she scolded herself knowing she should go back to bed. Put some earphones in or something, pretend this isn’t happening. Barely entertaining the idea of retreat, Crystal heard the woman’s voice, raspy and sensual: “Is this how you like it, Steve?”

“Yeah that’s how I like it,” her dad replied, his voice deep and authoritative. “You do a nice job sucking my big dick and I’ll reward you.”

Crystal’s body tingled, a dull ache surfacing between her legs.

“Reward me how?” the mystery woman giggled and moaned through the unabashed slurping sounds of a good hard suck.

“By making you my slut,” Dad responded gruffly.

Holy shit! Crystal crept forward to the corner of the hall and living room. She took in the sounds, the muffled slurps, gags, and gulping moans. The deep gruff grunts of approval. Crystal peered around the corner from the dark hall, gasping quietly at the sight of her father thrusting his big fat rod in and out and the woman’s wide suckling mouth.

This vision launched a thousand amazingly dirty sexual fantasies Crystal had of her father. The woman, a dark-haired beauty in her late 20s, shirt off, wearing only a black bra and tall black boots. She knelt in front of my dad, one strap down over her shoulder and one big round tit pulled out over her bra. From her three-quarter angle view, Crystal could see her dad’s open khakis and his huge hard dick protruding straight out, like a fat, hard and candy cock compelling the woman to suck, suck, suck.

Oh. My. God. His cock is so fucking thick. Licking her lips, it reminded Crystal of a long thick cucumber. The girth was amazing, and Crystal had yet to see the full length as her dad pumped partially in and out of the woman’s mouth. Crystal was in awe of the woman’s lips stretched wide to accommodate his size. Mesmerized by the rhythm of the suck, Crystal felt the aching release of liquid heat from her pussy. The woman looked upward into Steve’s eyes while she bobbed up and down on his long dick.

Crystal watched her father take the woman’s exposed breast into his hand. Squeezing her tit while he retreated the full length of his cock from her mouth. Jesus, it is huge! Captivated by her father’s cock, she watched him take his own shaft into his hand, stroking himself as he grasped a handful of the woman’s hair. Lifting her head, he leaned downward so that his face was an inch from hers. “I’m going to fuck your mouth. You’re going to be an obedient little cocksucker. You’re going to suck my big dick and swallow every fucking drop of cum that I give you.” Crystal’s cunt swelled.

The woman blinked and smiled. “Yes, Sir. Every single drop.”

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Crystal re-lived that cherished memory as she laid in her dad’s bed fingering herself. She reflected on herself spying on her father’s intimate performance. She watched, listened, touching herself as the wetness ran down her inner thighs. Crystal never did find out who the woman was. A girlfriend? She didn’t think so. A fuck-buddy? A hooker? Crystal didn’t know, and frankly she didn’t care. All Crystal cared about was that she wished it was her. Now laying in her dad’s bed, she imagined that giant cock hard for her. Crystal pinched, rubbed and kneaded her swelling clit, less conscious of the volume of her moans. She thought of dad ordering the woman onto all fours. “I’m going to fuck you hard from behind,” he told her. Crystal fantasized about that right now.

“I want you to fuck me like that, Daddy,” Crystal moaned to herself speaking, above a whisper now.

“Daddy,” she groaned.

That word became an aphrodisiac. She can’t help but saying it out loud, eliciting a dark sexual desire from inside. “Daddy,” she whispered again as the orgasm inside her began to surface. “Let me be your slut, Daddy. Make me come, Daddy,” she moaned out loud as the shower continued to run.

Crystal longed to stick her fingers inside her wet hole but refrained, focusing on rubbing her orgasm to its surface through her clit. Despite how it might seem, Crystal is a virgin. Though this doesn’t mean she is virginal. Crystal is a horny girl with a high sex drive. Clitoral masturbation felt amazing and the casino firmaları orgasms are awesome. She loved to secretly watch porn. She knew what men liked and knew both men and boys have been trying to fuck her for as long as she can remember. Although Crystal’s sex drive is high, she always felt that her first time should be special. That she should be in love. It had become pretty obvious to her lately: she’s in love with her father. She wants him to be the one to take her virginity.

God, she was running out of time, Crystal realized. The water would soon turn off. One step from the shower and Crystal would be in full view of her dad. Her thighs wide open in his direction, Crystal closed her eyes and rubbed hard, imagining Daddy standing over her, big dick stiff between his thighs, swinging menacingly as he strode toward her to ravish her.

“Your big daddycock is going to feel fucking amazing inside me,” Crystal whimpered as she brought herself to orgasm. She lifted her hips from the bed, rubbing her clit hard on the bedsheet, she moaned and tried to stifle a squeal as the wet orgasm began gushing from her pussy.

“Yes,” she moaned, coming hard just as the sound of the water ceased. The quiet swing of the shower door opening lost in the wave of Crystal’s orgasm. Steve stepped from the shower reaching for the towel just as Crystal lifted her cunt high in the air, her thighs wide open, vigorously rubbing the bedsheet on her clit as she shook and peaked. “Dadddddyyyyyyy,” Crystal wailed in orgasm just as Steve turned his head.

At the same moment, suddenly and dreadfully aware of the silence from the shower, Crystal opened her eyes. Between her thighs toward the bathroom door, she locked eyes with her father. In a flash of blind panic, Crystal shot upright from the bed disappearing into the hall.

What. The. Fuck. Steve stood dumbfounded, watching his naked daughter bolt from his bed. What the fuck? He stood in awe, for a moment watching the empty doorway to the hall though which his daughter disappeared. Stunned, he surveyed the room. His pillows and blankets awry, a big dark wet spot on his sheets, and a pair of little pink bikini panties in the middle of the bed – the fabric of the crotch facing upward as though looking right at him, he stared back at the dark wet spot of the panties. His heart raced as he took in the scene and began to absorb what he just witnessed. “Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely and felt a hardening twitch of his cock.

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Crystal is fucking beautiful, Steve has always thought that. From the time she was a little blue eyed blonde girl, she was the cutest, becoming even prettier as she entered her teen years. Then, she developed. Steve tried hard not to notice his daughter’s body when she became a woman. She had the kind of body men loved. Fuck. It was impossible. There were times he would look at his gorgeous his daughter and had to force himself to look away.

Steve had no problem getting women into his bed, which he did frequently. He loves to fuck but never felt a connection for any woman, beyond the connection of his hard dick in their holes. Crystal is the only thing in this world he has ever really loved. Watching her grow up lately, well, it’s hard not to think of her in ways that he knew he shouldn’t. At time, while Steve was fucking some woman or jerking his cock, Crystal’s face comes to his mind. Not just her face – he thought about her body.

Steve loved the way Crystal’s tits just kept growing. How her big soft globes would outgrow her bra, spilling out of the cups for a period of time before Crystal would purchase better fitting bra in her new increased cup size. He tried hard to shake these thoughts off but fuck if they would go away. Thinking of her made his dick hard. The more thought of his lovely daughter, the more he needed to fuck women and whack-off to cope. The more he fucks and whacks, the more he thought of Crystal. The cycle was killing him.

“I’m her father.” Steve scolded himself over and over. The abundance of guilt and shame was a relief to Steve, he thought, ca testament to the fact that he’s really not a bad guy. But, deep inside, he knew it, he felt it, he fought it: Steve wanted to fuck his daughter. “I will never act on this.” Steve told himself over and over, going as far as to say the words out loud while jerking-off to a picture of her inside his mind’s eye.

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Now, standing here in his bedroom having just bore witness to… this. Crystal. His daughter. His beautiful sweet sexy daughter, with her big round tits and tight plump little ass, calling for daddy, masturbating in his bed.

“Holy fuck,” he marvelled. His cock at rock-hard attention.

Steve surveyed the room. The wet panties. The wet sheets. He looked toward open door to the hall. Was she in her bedroom? What the fuck do I do? He thought to himself, bewildered and aroused. Steve looked down toward his unconflicted dick: it was as fucking stiff as he had ever seen it. Cajoled by his hard cock, he reached for her panties. Slowly, carefully, not güvenilir casino sure he should touch them but unable to resist, he picked them up, thumb and forefinger holding them by the wet spot.

Jesus. The sheets. The sheets were soaked, the wetness still gleaming unabsorbed fully into the fabric. She came right on them. He was looking is daughter’s orgasm, glistening on his bedsheets.

“Holy FUCK,” he whispered again. Overcome by lust, Steve pulled the sheet from the bed to his face and inhaled. Smelling her. Inhaling his daughter’s pussy. Intoxicated now, Steve lost himself to the desire and brought her panties to his mouth, breathing deep through the moist material. He stroked himself. Still dripping wet from the shower, the bedroom door wide open to the hall, unsure if Crystal was in the bedroom or hallway but at this point he didn’t give a shit. Steve balled his daughter’s panties in his hand, licking and sucking on the crotch while he stroked his big dick.

“Oh, the taste your pussy, Crystal,” Steve moaned out loud as he sucked the moist center of his daughter’s panties.

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Crystal’s heart raced. In a split second, she bolted from the bedroom into the nearest escape, the main bathroom. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She panted. Still naked and still reeling from her orgasm. Panic. Shame. Arousal. “Breath!” she told herself. Crystal looked around the bathroom to the laundry hamper seeing one of her dad’s button down shirts. She covered herself with that and concentrated on her breath. Inhale. Exhale. Calm. As her mind slowed, Crystal became aware of the ache in her pussy. Fresh from orgasm, her cunt continued to drip.

The instictual modesty and shame forcing Crystal to run subsided. What would happen she hadn’t ran? If she stayed in his bed, thighs open, giving herself to him? Would he take her? “Would he fuck me?” she asked herself. Crystal looked at the mirror, surveying her flushed face and long blonde tussled hair. Her dad’s shirt oversized hung open, exposing the inside portion of her big plump tits. She examined her smooth skin and small waist. She looked down to her shaved pussy. The ache of her cunt became unbearable. Her hungry pussy drooled relentlessly.

Crystal experienced a throb deep inside her virgin hole. A burning desire that went deeper inside her than she ever felt. A dull pain up her pussy hole, a place untouched. She needed it filled. She needed release. Crystal needed her father’s cock. She loved him more than anyone her whole life. Now she needed him more than anything. She looked into the mirror again, looking herself in the eye. “Go to him”, she said out loud. Her cunt surging slick wetness as she walked quiet from the bathroom to her father’s open bedroom door.

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Crystal stood at the entrance of her dad’s bedroom and lost her breath the sight of her father. Naked, wet, his fat cucumber cock sticking straight out as he stroked his huge length slowly. He held her panties to his mouth. She watched him quietly. In awe and amazed, she watched him breathing deeply, inhaling through her panties, his hand stroking his cock at the same slow pace of his breath.

Crystal stepped forward, focused singularly on her father’s dick. It was so… perfect. The big fat mushroom head, purple and engorged. The length of his cock mapped in blue veins. The thickness. The amazing fucking thickness of it. Crystal thought of a kid’s baseball bat. A big thick steel bat, Crystal licked her lips and took another step toward her father, unaware of her own movements. Unable to detach from sight of her dad’s dick, she was so close to him now. Her shirt fell further open in front, exposing more of her big fat globes, her belly and her smooth bald pussy. Crystal’s mouth watered. The smell her own sex wafting in the air, as her dripping cunt throbbed harder. She was in a trance drawn toward her father’s dick.

She heard her name. A hoarse whisper, “Crystal.” She realized he had stopped stroking himself and had been holding his cock still while she revered it. She looked up at her father and their eyes locked. His face tense and eyes dark, she felt a heat coming from him generated by his lust. She knew then, he wanted her too.

“Crystal,” he whispered again. His voice unlike anything I have ever heard. Quiet but gruff. Tortured. They stood quietly as the room went still. Steve naked, stiff rod in hand, looking straight into his daughter’s eyes. She looked back at him with longing. The room perfectly still but for the precum oozing from dad’s cock and the drip of daughter’s swollen cunt.

“Daddy,” she whispered, inhaling, her voice breaking. Crystal moved her hands to her shoulders pushing the open shirt backward, letting it slide from her arms to the floor. “Will you fuck me?”

In one svelte movement Steve stepped to her and wrapped his strong arms around her body, pressing his lips against hers. She felt his dick hard like hot steel against her belly as he pulled her close. His tongue entering her mouth, he kissed her with a passion he’s never felt before. She kissed him back, their tongues intertwined. Crystal’s lost all control of her body as Steve moved his hands to her ass and lifted her, bringing her face level to his. Their tongues danced, slowly and deeply in and out of each other’s mouths.

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It’s a surprise. I wait in the hallway for your signal. You open the door, and usher me into the bedroom. After 5 minutes of making him wonder, you bring me out. We meet, for the first time. The anticipation builds, as we go about the normal routine. Make supper, light conversation. Trying not to make the obvious TOO obvious. After supper, you light candles. Trying to make the scene a little bit more comfortable.

He begins to kiss you. Lightly at first, then harder, as his hand finds my breast. He gazes at me while he kisses you. Then stops. It’s our turn. We look at each other shyly, and then slowly move towards each other. The kiss is fantastic. Our first. Your tongue caresses mine gently, as you pull me closer. We continue to make out while he watches. You pull away to look at him.

“Give him head?” You ask.

I oblige, slipping off of the couch, and onto the floor. You remove his boxers for me, revealing his huge, thick cock. The shock on my face is apparent. I’ve never seen anything like it. I look at you first, a bit apprehensive. You smile, and say “You made Joe cum earlier. That doesn’t happen often. I have to see what you do!” I giggle, and go to work. I take him all casino şirketleri in my mouth, eager to prove my skills. You hold my hair out of my face, so you don’t miss a second. I slide my tongue ring over the tip of his cock, and take him all again, deep throating. I hear his sounds of pleasure, and your giggle of enjoyment. You ask him how I’m doing, and he utters “amazing.” He reaches down then, and lifts my shirt up and over my head, and quickly removes my bra. He cups my breasts, and pinches my nipples, as I continue sucking him off, trying to take him deeper each time. As he’s about to come, you pull me away. You’re naked now.

You lower your head to mine, and kiss me gently. As if in thanks. He asks me to suck your nipples for him. I obey, and take an erect nipple into my mouth, licking, and sucking on it. You make a sound of surprise, like you didn’t expect what was coming. As I move onto your other nipple, he positions himself behind me, and removes my pants. At this point, you suggest moving to the bedroom.

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It’s a water bed. Huge. You both tumble into bed, making out frantically. I enter the room more calmly, and come to lie next to you both. He moves over, casino firmaları and I’m pinned by his weight, as he begins to make out with me. Forcefully. Passionately. His fingers are in you. I hear your breathing, knowing that you are enjoying every second. Watching him make out with another woman at the same time. He removes his fingers, and offers them to me. I take them in my mouth. I can taste you. My first taste of a woman. He smiles, and moves back over to you. He enters you and you begin to moan, loudly. You reach over, and fist your hand in my hair, and pull me closer, kissing me passionately. I can feel every thrust, the movement of the bed. Of you. He stops then, and pulls you onto your knees. You bend your head, and begin sucking on my nipples. Pinching, and twisting to the rhythm he has set. You take my hand, and put it between your legs. As soon as my fingers touch your clit, you begin to moan loudly. He starts to fuck you harder, and I increase the pace as well. I press harder. With a final trust, you both come, and collapse on top of me. He moves up to my face. He wants me to lick him clean. I do, slowly, tasting you both.

He lies down then, lifting me on top of him. güvenilir casino Not for sex. Not this time. Not with me. He positions his cock between my breasts, and guides my mouth to your nipple. He begins to move, tit-fucking me. Slowly. Giving himself time to build up. To fuck you again. After a moment, he moves between your legs, and begins to eat you out.

He gazes at me while he does. Then, he invites me to join in. I move down, again, apprehensive. I’ve never done this before. Not sure what to do, I hesitate for a minute. Then, I lean forward.

The taste of you is amazing. I roll my tongue over your swollen clit, then back. I do what I would want someone to do to me. I hear you say “God. I see why Joe liked you so much.” Within minutes, you cum again. You pull me up, to your mouth, and kiss me. “I love that you taste like pussy.” You say, and laugh.

He comes over you then, and enters you. While you’re being fucked, he fingers me, kisses me passionately, and bites me. Your cries get louder. Your grip tighter in my hair. Then, it stops. He stands. “I want to cum on her,” he says to you. I move to the edge of the bed. While he jacks off, you begin to kiss me. Your hands caress my breasts, and my clit.

He moans once, and I feel his cum on my breasts. You stop kissing me, and lick him off your hand. Then, bend to lick his cum off me.

You smile at me in the dark. “We’ll have to do this again sometime.”

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Daddy Issues

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Years ago when I was a young man I got a sweet gig in a band that toured resorts around the world. We sang cover songs and played big hotels in some of the most exotic places in the world. I was in heaven. I was singing for a living and meeting great people, having amazing parties and getting laid by fantastic women.

On one particular tour in Dubai we hired a woman to replace the female lead singer and this lady, Ariel, was a friend of a friend from back home. It was great to spend time with a person from near where I was from, and talk about old times with people Ariel and I both knew.

After a few weeks Ariel and I started sleeping together. She was an elfin girl, five foot three maybe, super fit, with an amazing body. Ariel was also an actress so she was very pretty and had a huge personality. It was some of the best sex I had ever had. We went at it day and night. We were young, had more money than we had ever had and the crowds went crazy for our singing.

Then she got pregnant.

It was one of those shitty one in million chances. We used condoms, and she was on the pill but somehow she still got pregnant.

We panicked a bit thinking it was the end of our lives. I was 22 and she was 20. Yet in the end we worked it out. She would go home to live with her folks and I would finish my next two contracts in Asia, then come join her.

When our Dubai gig ended we both flew back to Canada and set up house at her parents. It was embarrassing to come home like that and meet her family, but they were cool and we got along great. When I left there was much crying, but also a strange sense of relief from her that confused me.

We talked all the time on the phone and I sent her money and played my shows. Between Bangkok and Singapore, the city that was supposed to be my last in the band I went back to Canada to visit Ariel. It was awkward and we talked a lot about our life. I couldn’t keep my hands off the bump growing in her belly, but we didn’t sleep together. I was a guest in her parents’ home.

Before I left she told me she didn’t love me, and that she didn’t think we should be a couple. Ariel wanted me to be in the baby’s life, but that I should go live my life and not sacrifice my dreams for them. It was crazy. I felt so much guilt and shame because that is what I wanted too. We spoke with her parents and I called mine and in the end I left and went back to my life and agreed to be the daddy, but only from afar.

I continued with my tours and whenever I had time off I travelled to stay with Ariel and our baby Ava, the most adorable little girl in the world. Whenever I came home my folks would come to stay as well and we all became an unusual but close family.

I started writing original songs and sending them to friends in the music business and I still enjoyed singing in the band immensely. My life was still that of a young man on the road, and when I wanted I had this little family thing going that was fun as well.

Then Ariel met someone. Ava was seven and I was in Taiwan when Ariel phoned and told me she was in love, and going to get married.

The next visit I would have had with them I opted out to give the newlyweds some space. The next time was Christmas and the group of them went to his parents place for the holidays, so I spent it with my folks at their place.

One thing led to another and the visits became fewer and farther between.

I never lost touch and still sent money, but now it went to Ava’s future and not to the necessities of life. I was superfluous and it hurt a little. There they were living a normal life and as I grew older and lonelier I realized I was never going to be a rock star.

I focused more on writing for others and actually had a number one hit for a summer. I was listed as a co-writer for the singer but it was my song with minor tweaks from someone in the studio. I now had a lot more money and was in more demand as a song writer. It wasn’t enough to live off of, but as a bonus to my gigging money it was great. I bought a little house on the beach in Mexico and for the first time in my life owned more than what I could carry in a suitcase.

Then I turned forty and wondered if touring was my passion anymore.

I hadn’t seen Ava in a couple years, I had no lover, few friends and I was tired.

I left the band and moved to my place in Mexico. I was writing full time and built a small studio in a room in the beach house. I was nervous about money, but there was enough saved up that I could coast for a while and still be in good shape. I needed to make a change in my life and now was the time.

Ava graduated from high school and was now eighteen. A grown woman. At least in her own eyes. She told us that she wanted to come live with me for the summer before she started college and I loved the idea. I hadn’t seen her in over two years and I missed her.

When she stepped off the plane I almost didn’t recognize her. She was a gorgeous young woman. I could see her mother in her, and myself, but mostly casino şirketleri she was her own person and she looked fabulous. She was five foot six, petite and fit. Her long honey brown hair was loose and curled, her big green eyes wide open and thrilled to see me, her pretty pink mouth spread in a wide smile of joy.

We hugged and I held her to me, so happy to feel this complete. It had been so long since I felt so connected to somebody and feeling her firm body vibrating with so much emotion made me feel overwhelmed and I was filled with an overabundance of gratitude for having a daughter so happy to see me.

We went for dinner and tried to catch up, but both of us were babbling about our lives. She told me about her Mom and Dad, yes it broke my heart a little to hear her call Gavin Dad, and I tried to tell her about my music but I wanted to know about her and never finished any thoughts. We had some wine with dinner and she got drunk right away having never had alcohol before.

As the conversation progressed two things struck me about Ava. One was that she was very mature and smart. I had known she was intelligent, but her maturity was a surprise. More than once she made observations about her life that made me realize how tuned into herself and the world around her she was. I was very proud of that, even though I had very little to do with it.

The other thing that struck me was in direct contrast to her maturity. Ava was very sheltered. We had spent a lot of money on her education, putting her in a private school with only two hundred other students from grade 3 to 12. It wasn’t my call, but I liked that she was getting a very hands on education. Yet now I could see that she hadn’t experienced much of the regular high school life I expected to hear from her.

As we got to know each other again that night over dinner and on the drive back home she told me she had never had alcohol, never been to a rock concert, never had a driver’s licence, never been abroad until now, and didn’t swear. She had never even had a boyfriend.

“You’ve never had a boyfriend?!” I was incredulous.

“Well I went on a couple dates, but…”

“There were boys at yours school though right?”

“Yeah, but they were like brothers to me. I knew them, like, my whole life.” She looked repulsed by the thought.

“What about guys in your neighborhood, or whatever?”

“I never met any I liked enough.”

“So you’ve never fooled around with a boy?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… messing around with sex stuff…?” I lost steam part way through that comment as it suddenly seemed too invasive.

“Oh God Glen! No!” It hurt that she called me Glen and not Dad, but I understood that to her Gavin was Dad.

“I’m sorry. We can change the subject if you want.”

We sat in silence for a moment letting that sink in. Later we resumed when at home. We were now sitting on the back veranda the surf crashing thirty feet away the night warm and sultry sipping wine.

“Um…, did you have sex in high school?” Her voice was soft and tentative, but I could hear the curiosity that impelled her to break the silence. I wanted her to know me, and I hated to deny her anything, always had, so I answered.

“Yeah. I had a few girlfriends, and we had sex a lot. Once we started it was really hard to stop. It felt so good. Y’know.”

“No, I don’t.” she sounded really sad. “I think I have a normal sexual appetite, I suppose, but I’m shy about it.”

She was looking off into the night sky and seemed wistful. I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but I remembered being young and awkward so I spoke. “When we are young sex can seem so big. So overwhelming, and as your mom and I can attests it can have powerful ramifications, but it is pretty cool, and ultimately not that big a deal. We all have it, like it and it certain ways, and crave it. It’s just life.”

“Yeah. I guess. It just seems so important to everyone. I wonder what I’m missing.”

“So have some.”

“With who?”

“Someone you like. It doesn’t have to mean anything. It isn’t going to change who you are, or suddenly feel like learning a new language that everyone else is speaking but you can’t understand. More like learning a new word in your language. One you never noticed before, but as soon as you learn it you hear it everywhere. “

“I’ve had that happen. When I learned iridescent I had never heard it before, then it was everywhere.” She seemed excited by that analogy.

“Yeah. So sex is kinda like that. You know it is out there now, but once you have it, it makes more sense, and you will figure out what everyone is going on about. “

She looked pensive.

“This is pretty personal, so don’t tell if you don’t want to, but do you masturbate?”

“No!” Ava was appalled, or at least she was pretending to be.

“Why not”

“Because… Well it… I don’t know. It feels dirty.” She was embarrassed, but I think it was more because she didn’t masturbate, not because she was embarrassed casino firmaları to talk about it.

“So you’ve tried?”

“Yes I tried a few times, but I didn’t know what to do really.” She spoke more quietly, and I could see her blushing in the light of the candles we had lit.

“Hey, don’t feel bad about this. It is hard to talk about, I know. Just remember I love you. I’m not going to judge you. This is awkward to talk about, but it is pretty great stuff, sex.” Then I knew what to do.

“Hold on.” I said and went and got my laptop. When I returned she was curled up on her chair looking vulnerable and scared. “Okay. Take this to bed. Look up masturbation on Google and watch some woman do it. “

“I don’t want to look at porn. “

“Everybody looks at porn. It’s fine. You deserve to feel good about your body. Try it out and pretty quickly you’ll figure out what to do on your own and find out what feels good to you. Then you’ll be set.”

Ava looked dubious, but took the computer. There was silence for a moment than I said, “Well that was a nice bonding session.” We looked at each other a moment and then laughed as tension released.

“I’m going to bed Ava. But I am happy to talk about any of this stuff if you want, or don’t want. I have no agenda beyond helping you be as happy as can be.”

“Thanks Glen. I appreciate it. I guess I’ll keep you posted…” she grinned.

“Fine. I love you. I kissed her soft hair and went to bed feeling stupidly proud of my clumsy parenting.

The next few days were amazing. Ava didn’t talk about what she did alone in her room, but when I looked at my laptop history I saw several searches for masturbation for girls and her mood was so good I assumed she had been making herself feel pretty good.

I tried not to work too often but after days of the two of us hanging out, swimming exploring and just getting to know each other I needed to catch up on my music.

Ava seemed perfectly happy to let me do that, and as I closed the door to my studio I saw her wander down the beach in her sarong and bikini, a small bag of supplies suggesting she might be gone a while.

After a few hours Ava came back with a bit of a sunburn and big smile on her face.

“I met some kids further down the beach. They seem cool, and invited me to a party tonight. Do you mind if I go?”

I think I felt that same feeling that every parent has when their child begins to have a life independent from them, but my journey was so much faster than theirs. In mere days I had been left behind.

“Not at all. Just take your phone and call me if you need a ride or whatever. Have fun.”

And off she went.

She got home around one in the morning and I was in bed, but not asleep. She knocked lightly on my door. I quickly covered up my nudity with a sheet, I had been reading with the covers off and letting the air cool me.

“Come in”

“Hey I saw the light and figured you might be up.”

“I am. Did you have fun?”

“Yeah, I did. I had a couple beers too, so I’m a little tipsy.” She giggled and came and sat on the bed. “I love you Glen. I’m so glad I came here.” She leaned in to hug me and I saw that she was a little more than tipsy.

“I’m so glad you did too Babe. You are wonderful. I love you.” My grown up daughter snuggled her face into my neck and sighed a big drunken sigh as we hugged on my bed.

“Awwww…” she cooed and squeezed me hard. I smiled and tried not to laugh at her first sloppy drunken emotional state.

“Tell me about the party.” I said.

Ava twisted around and lay down beside me on the bed. She was wearing jean shorts and a t-shirt, she had bare feet and her hair was long and loose. As she stretched out along my body I adjusted so that I could lay beside her for optimum cuddling, then she related her night to me.

It wasn’t anything thrilling to me after years of hard parties, but she was clearly enraptured by the experience of having a bonfire on the beach with booze, kids singing songs, playing guitar and dancing around the fire.

Soon her voice slurred more and the story came slower. I asked her if she was falling asleep, she said no, but so groggily that it made me laugh.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

“Can I please stay here, I don’t wanna move. “

I was so touched that my baby girl wanted to sleep next to me that I accepted it. I pulled the coverlet I had discarded at the foot of the bed over her and turned off the light, stretching over her body as she slumped beside me. When I reached over her she reached up and hugged me again. It was so sweet.

With the light off and her covered I settled in to sleep.

From the darkness Ava spoke.

“Thank you for showing me those videos.”

I didn’t remember showing her any videos so it took a second to figure out what she meant.

“Pardon?”

“The masturbation movies.”

“Oh. Yeah. That helped…?”

“Yup.”

“I’m glad. That’s great.”

“Yup.” She giggled again and I güvenilir casino laughed with her happy that she was feeling better about her body.

Sleep eventually took us after some silly meaningless conversation. We were snuggled in and sleeping together in a way I had not had with her for such a long time I got a little teary eyed as I drifted off. I was so in love with my beautiful daughter.

After so long alone I had forgotten what it felt like to have a woman in my bed, and when I woke up I was spooning Ava, cumming into the sheets my cock wedged into her ass as I dry humped her through the sheets, having a sex dream. She was humping back seemingly having a sex dream of her own. Groggy and confused I was reaching around her and massaging her breasts moaning my pleasure.

I have always been a sleep fucker. I had read that it was like sleepwalking and some people did it more than others. I hadn’t slept with a woman overnight in years and it had slipped my mind last night. It didn’t always happen, actually it didn’t happen that often at all, but it was happening now and it looked like Ava might be doing the same thing.

I seriously tried to disengage but I really didn’t want to wake Ava up and force her to discover our compromising situation. First I had to stop groping her breast, but she had a death grip on my hand, I looked over her shoulder to see what I could do and saw that her other hand was frigging frantically between her thighs. At some point she had removed her shorts, leaving her in tiny pink panties. Her legs were clenched together around her hand and she was humping her own arm and that was why she was grinding her ass into me.

I moved my cock from her butt and once more attempted to ease my hand off her boob but just then she started to moan quietly and she tilted back her head and started to cum. I could tell, I’d seen it enough times before, particularly because she looked like her mother as she climaxed.

Ava came long and hard, and it looked so beautiful and so sexy that my cock stayed hard as she bucked back and forth against me. I felt terrible but I started to massage her breasts and rub her nipple to give her even more pleasure. I wanted my sweet girl to feel good, and still partially asleep I wanted to feel her gorgeous teen body.

I lay down in case she woke up so I could claim to still be asleep, but I felt good holding her trembling form as she shuddered through an orgasm.

She mercifully stayed asleep. I suspect it was the booze. When she slumped into a passive sleep once more I extracted myself from her and got out of bed. I tried to shower off my shame, but it wasn’t on my skin. I wandered around the house in my think housecoat and tried to take my mind off what had happened, but it was so erotically compelling that I my mind went over every detail obsessively.

I went into the studio and began to write music. I used my sexual tension and wrote two songs about it in thinly veiled metaphor. I hoped no-one would ever hear them but I didn’t count on Ava.

When I came out she was curled up on a bench on the veranda looking at the ocean nursing a cup of coffee.

“I loved that last song Glen. It was so passionate.”

“Thanks. Does your mom never play tapes of us?”

“Oh I knew you could sing really well, I mean the writing. That song was great.” She looked sincere, if hung over, and once more I felt a surge of pride for my little girl.

“That’s some lucky girl.” She said quietly.

“Who?” I was genuinely confused.

“The woman in the song.” She was really fishing, glancing at me, and then away. I thought she was trying to tease me about having a secret girlfriend.

“Oh, no. I just made her up. An imaginary lover.”

“Oh good.” When she said that we looked at each other and she started to blush.

“Wow! Don’t you want me to have a girlfriend?” I was a little hurt but covered it with humour.

“No! No no no no! I meant I didn’t want you to keep a secret from me.”

“Oh. Sorry. There’s no-one to keep secret. Not for a while now.”

“Well I think you deserve the perfect woman. “

“Thanks, kiddo. That means a lot to me.” She smiled so openly, so happily and looked so cute all rumbled from sleep and being hung over that I blurted out “You’re my perfect girl. You’re all I need.” And as she blushed and looked embarrassed I remembered what had happened this morning and felt a blush of my own.

She saw it and laughed at me.

“Oh man! You are such a softy! You are blushing like crazy. Mom never told me how sensitive you were.”

“Well to be honest she might not have known. We didn’t really know each other that well.”

“Aww, that is a little sad. You loved her didn’t you?”

“Yeah, or at least my idea of who she was. Who knows how accurate it was.”

“Tell me more about your time together.”

I sat next to her on the bench and she snuggled me once more, hung over and weak. Sitting in the warm tropical sun I tried to push away the feeling of humping her buttocks that morning while we snuggled and spoke of the past.

It was a great morning, but soon we grew hungry and had to eat. Ava seemed blissfully unaware of what had happened this morning and I forced it from my mind and soon I felt normal again.

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Kate’s Heavenly Hell Ch. 04

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For those of you who read the previous chapters, you will know how my wife Kate has kept my cock locked. Her and her friend Alexa have been relentlessly teasing me while my cock is locked in its secure metal prison.

*****

That night truly was torture. Kate had me take her every way imaginable. All the while I was locked up, desperate, horny, and aching.

Kate started by having me strip naked. She then lifted her short skirt up and had me peel off her skimpy lacy panties. Of course, I couldn’t help myself, I dove in and started to devour her sweet pussy.

Kate started with the teasing right way. “God I wish I could feel your big hard cock inside of my wet pussy!” she moaned. “I just wish I could get you unlocked!”

“I soooo need to slide my cock up into you…!”

“If only we had the key, I would lick your cock, and suck it till it exploded…Uhh … SHIT!” Kate went on as she had her first orgasm of the evening. “I need you inside me.” Kate had me lay down on the bed. Just like the previous times, Kate mounted me, and guided my metal encased cock into her pussy.

Kate started riding me up and down. “That feels so … UH .. good. Can you feel how good this feels?”

“NO. God, it need to feel you!” I ran my hands her sides, and started to unbutton her tight shirt. I undid the clasp in the front of her sexy bra and released her juicy titties. Kate’s moaning got louder as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Non of this helped me; it just made me need to cum more, made my cock ache more, made my balls burn more, made me more desperate and horny!

Kate started to rub my nipples sending electric shocks down my body, straight to my cock. “Fuck; if only your cock wasn’t helpless, stuck in that cage! You could fuck me properly! I need to feel you cum inside of me… Oh… God” Kate climaxed again. How many times had she climaxed, all the wile I was trapped in this secure metal prison?

Kate wasn’t satisfied yet. She moved into her favorite ’68’ position (kind of like 69, but with my cock caged). Kate started sucking on my throbbing trapped cock while she massaged my sensitive balls. I thought my cock was going to explode as I licked and gently sucked on Kate’s sweet little clit.

Kate’s moans got louder, got quicker and more intense. “Honey, your pre-cum tastes sweet. casino şirketleri I just wish you could give me all of it.” Kate came again as she ran her tongue along the open slots in my cage.

Late that night as we were drifting off to sleep (well Kate was, my desperation kept me from resting), Kate mumbled “I hope the package arrives before my work trip…”

“Wait… When did you have them mail it?”

“Oh, just this morning…” And just like that, Kate was asleep. There was no way the key was going to get to our house on Monday. I just couldn’t believe this. By the time I had any chance of getting out of this metal cage, it was going to have been almost 5 weeks of hell. God, but all the sex sure was heavenly.

The next day, Alexa arrived. She brought a bag of toys along with her. Today, she really took control. She started by tying Kate to the foot of the bed. Then Alexa sucked on my cock, locked safely away in its cage, putting on a show for Kate.

Next, Alexa mounted my caged cock and worked her pussy up and down. This was the first time I had ever had my cock inside of Alexa. She felt amazing, but I just could not get nearly enough stimulation to cum. Alexa did; she came to a loud moaning orgasm, soaking my cock in her girl juice.

I could see the desperation on Kate’s face when Alexa had me slide my cock into Kate’s mouth. Kate could taste Alaxa’s juices, and I could tell she was horny and needing to cum. Alexa had me lie back and kiss her pussy while Kate kept sucking on my locked cock. As Alexa’s breath started to become ragged, I licked her clit, and sucked her pussy lips, harder and harder. Finally, as Kate started to suck on my balls, Alexa came to another hard orgasm.

I could not believe how horny I was. And I had to admit, the way Alexa was dominating and denying Kate make me even more desperate. Alexa wasn’t done though. Next she re-tied Kate on top of the bed. She made me promise not to let Kate cum while I licked her pussy. Alexa then allowed Kate to eat her. As Kate ravenously attacked Alexa’s pussy, I could tell Kate was very close to cumming herself. True to my word, I slowed down, leaving Kate riding the very edge of her orgasm, so close, but not quite there.

Kate brought Alexa to a climax like only she can. I was jealous of Alexa; my wife truly gave amazing casino firmaları orgasms. I could see Kate was frustrated and desperate. While Alexa had me put on a strap-on, she started giving Kate some oral attention. Kate was moaning and panting, but Alexa didn’t let her cum. I started fucking Alexa with the strap-on from behind while she kept up her assault on Kate’s beautiful pussy.

Finally, as my strap-on brought Alexa to her final orgasm of the evening, she pushed Kate over the edge. Kate’s body thrashed around in her bonds while she screamed out her release. God, if only I could get a little of that. By I was trapped in this steel prison with no chance of getting out for almost another week.

Kate and Alexa quickly fell to sleep in a heap, while my frustrated cock kept me up most of the night. I helplessly humped the girls butts occasionally, but of course that did nothing but make me even more needy.

Sunday morning, as we were leaving the room to check out, Alexa showed me her key and whispered in my ear “see you Tuesday.”

As I expected, the package didn’t arrive on Monday. I couldn’t believe how my frustration was making Kate so horny. She had me give here three orgasms Monday night before she had to leave on her trip.

True to her word, Alexa stopped by on Tuesday, with her secret key, and her girlfriend Jen. Alexa unlocked my cock only after reminding me and making me promise to not cum. Alexa made sure I understood that she would tell Kate if I came, but leave out the part that she was there, and lay all the blame on me and Jen. It was really the perfect black mail.

The two girls took turns, one ridding my face, while the other, very lightly to make sure I didn’t cum, licked and sucked my hard cock. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be free and truly hard. And the girls mouths felt like heaven. My cock was leaking huge amounts of pre-cum. I couldn’t believe how much, and it didn’t stop. The girls drank it up like it was some sort of expensive liquor.

After both girls had cum, Jen took my hard cock and oh so lightly rubbed it up and down her wet pussy. Alexa came up behind Jen, and started to rub her titties with one had while with the other she fingered Jen’s pussy. Jen refocused her efforts, using the tip of my rock hard cock to rub her clit. Alexa kissed Jen’s neck, güvenilir casino running her tongue from the top. Jen’s neck and breasts broke out in sexy goose bumps, then she came hard! As she came, she gripped my cock hard; I had to fight for all I was worth to keep from cumming. Two small drops of cum oozed from the tip of my cock, but I managed to hold the orgasm back.

Alexa decided that was too close for comfort, so she got out some frozen pees, and got my cock locked back in its cage. While they made me watch, Alexa and Jen made love for the rest of the afternoon. While they were still entangled early that evening, Kate sent me some photos of her naked breasts. The two girls enjoyed the pics as much as I had.

I couldn’t believe how much these three girls, Kate, Alexa, and Jen, were able to make me so frustrated and horny, and how much they were getting sexually charged from my denial.

Kate called me later that night. “I asked Alexa to stop by to ‘check in’ on you.”

“Ya, she stopped by.”

“Did you have fun with her?”

“You would not believe! She was naked in seconds, teasing and torturing my locked cock!” I wish I didn’t have to lie to Kate, but I know that I couldn’t tell her about the secret hey, and Alexa’s teasing and denial sessions.

Wednesday, I was alone, but all three girls kept sending me dirty texts and pictures. They just wouldn’t let up. That night, Kate had me tell her over the phone how pent up and desperate my cock was. While I was telling her, I could here her climaxing several times.

Finally Thursday came. Kate would soon be home with the key! Thank God! I don’t know how much more I could take without going crazy! When Kate came in the door, she was wearing the key around her neck on a gold chain.

As I started stripping my clothes off for my long awaited relies Kate whispered “I asked Alexa to come over tomorrow.”

“What? What are you saying?”

“Please! If you will agree to wait just till Saturday, we can have one more night of unbelievable sex with Alexa first. I promise, I will let you out on Saturday, no more delays. We will have sex all day. You can do anything you like to me, just please! You waited this long, can’t you wait just two more days?”

I never could say no to Kate. I guess that is why I was in this situation to start with. That night, Kate a several more orgasms. Friday, her and Alexa had several more. I was still locked, still desperate, still horny, and still without any relies for the past five weeks.

Tomorrow. I just had to survive till tomorrow.

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Julie’s Tale Pt. 02

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I do not know what was making me wetter; the butterfly clit tickler or thinking back on how I was like this.

Damn it was hard to get into a good position for the butterfly to have a full effect, yes I could move a bit but the restraints did not allow for a lot of movement. Straining I could lift my ass up off the bed which gave more pressure on the tickler, but the closer I got, the more my legs quivered, I bounced up and down cursing. I relax and think back to a few days after the incident of me chained like this, when Richard’s friend’s hands had wandered over my body.

It would be the first night that I had allowed Richard and someone else to pleasure me. The hardest part was figuring out who first of all, a friend; but I felt that it may be awkward seeing them round. Going out of town; unfamiliar surroundings put the dampers on that. Off the net; things are not usually as advertised. We decided to go organically, a night out and see what developed, I dressed sexily but not sluttish, push-up bra, tight top, skirt and heels, OK not six inch black paten jobs but for my height high heels are really not good, I’m only five foot. That first night was a complete washout everyone in big groups and really too kaddish, yes I got noticed and a few hellos but far to leery and nothing that piqued my interest.

The second night I chose to dress differently, maybe a little more sexily but still not slutty, so wearing a black mesh basque not too transparent, a black chiffon shirt, yes you could see what was underneath it but only in strong light or close up, topped off with a little jacket and skirt; Richard liked the look.

We hit the town it was busy, but not as heaving as the night before, and luckily a lot more calmer, which helped me relax; or was that the Jack D. I had a few dances and a few approaches but still nothing interested me, then Richard pointed out that I had an admirer, he had been watching me dance and return to the table, go say hello on your next toilet break, draining my glass I stood up, I walked across the bar smiling, I said Hi as I passed but I did not stop.

After reliving myself and giving a quick check and adjustment in the mirror I went back.

On the way back the stranger (Ian) got to talking, he didn’t ask me to dance and was soon saying I should go back to Richard. I’d already decided.. to invite him over to our table, it’s not like I was being explicit in the invite, just friendly.

Back at the table things where easy going between the three of us, no clashing of personalties, Ian was recently divorced, it was a no fault divorce thank heavens, would not want a divorcee that was caused by partner adultery, well not for what I was hoping for.

At forty Ian was three years younger than Richard and four than me, at five eight he was shorter than Richard, build wise yeah he looked after himself no gym bunny. I decided it was time to take my jacket off, I stood up and slid my arms out of it and put it on the back of the chair, it was not a prearranged signal that we had set-up, it just felt right at the time, sitting back down I crossed my arms and had my hands in my lap. At this range the basque could be seen, clinching my waist in and forcing my 34c’s up, the shirt gave more modesty to eyes further away, but this close, they casino şirketleri could see; yes I think Ian felt awkward at first, trying not to look or not get caught looking. He relaxed after a while as each time I caught him, I smiled and so did Richard.

The sexual tension was palpable, being coquettish with both of them really had me going, not much longer to close the gambit, leaning forward in the chair I suggested we all go back to ours for a few shots, Ian was taken aback a little at first, but soon agreed.

Back at home I studied myself in the kitchen window whilst I was getting the glasses, tequila and beer, I could hear them talking in the lounge, Ian was explained that this was a first for him, he must have thought that this was a regular thing for us. Richard told him it was our first as well, he said that if things progressed that it would be me that was in control, that I would have charge of clothing, that only things that have been touched or expressed a preference to have touched where in bounds, and there’s no going in without a skin, I smiled adjusted myself and took the tray.

They were sat either end of the couch’ the glasses and tequila I put on the coffee table, the beer I passed to them in turn, first to Richard he said I thanks, I asked where my kiss was leaning forward, we kissed with Ian watching Richards hands in my hair, we parted I handed one to Ian and lent in, he hesitated for a second, our lips met his hand raised to my hair holding my head, his hand on my ear, I parted my lips a flicked my tongue into his mouth, it didn’t last long, but still he was the first man other than Richard who had kissed me like that in years. Pulling away and sitting between them I leaned back looked from one to the other and laughed.

“I guess you had both better start kissing my neck.”

They both came closer to me, my face upwards, little gentle kisses either side, breathing deepened biting my lip I wondered if they would stray, they didn’t. Turning my head towards Richard’s I frenchied him for a while then did the same to Ian. I took Richards hand and raised it to the top button of my blouse, he got the point and undid it, instinctively he move to the second button but I held his hand firm and turned back to him.

“You both get a button each I chided” as I raised Ian’s hand to the second button, my blouse was soon open; leaning forward I removed it allowing them to kiss down on to my shoulders and along my arms, the feeling was intense, I longed to have them both.

Stopping Ian kissing me and sliding down the left strap of my basque, then the same to the right this allowed me to lower the cups to expose my 34c breasts, my hands under them, thumb rotating round the areolae, then I beckon for them to continue.

Damn I thought having my neck kissed by them both was intense but this; having both their mouths close on my nipples kissing, sucking, nibbling or one of them playing with them while the other was kissing me, I got them to take their shirts off Ian first, then Richard, whilst Richard was doing that I was kissing and rubbing my tits against Ian’s chest and holding his face to them, I looked across at Richard he was smiling and nodding, I raised my chin a little.

“Unfasten my skirt and take it off”

He grinned, casino firmaları but Ian must I have thought I meant him, so he loosened it and slid it down, I stood up kicked it off, standing there in a basque with the top down my breast glistening, legs in stocking and thoroughly soaking pants I fixed a shot, drained it and headed out the room.

“Loose the jeans, keep the boxers on and come up stairs.”

I guess they had a shot themselves before coming to the bedroom, there eagerness preceded them. I approached them kissing each in turn allowing their hands to run over me whilst I squeezed each one through his shorts, not much between them from what I could feel, Ian was a little wider but a little shorter than Richard. Sitting on the edge of the bed I motioned them over and to continue, as they kissed and teased I leaned further and further back till my back was on the bed, with my legs over the side, I raised my ass a little and indicated that they should remove them for me, they each took aside and pulled them down and off, I shivered as they both drew the hands back up my stockinged legs across my bear thighs, across the smoothness of me and back up.

Ian’s tongue was tracing circles round my left nipple while his hand was kneading and rolling my right, Richard was nuzzling my neck I turned to him and whispered, Ian paused as he watched

Richard get off the bed and separate my legs and kneel down, his head moved forward and he started kissing a licking at my soaking pussy, I must have been really close as my back arched almost immediately, I was grunting loudly’ pulling Ian to my tits his teeth biting down on my rock hard nipple, him rolling the other really hard, harder than I normally like; but fuck I was coming really hard bouncing my ass on the bed, bottom lip drawn in biting it, I was really loud then it started subsiding, easing off but another was not far off.

“Swap”

Ian must have really been eager to have a taste as he was off the bed like a shot, Richard had not had chance to get up and get on the bed before Ian’s tongue was lapping at me, his fingers splayed my pussy open so is tongue could work round and inside my glistening folds, he alternated between quick little darts and long slow full length licks, I reached down and held his head.

Richard after watching for a little leaned in and kissed me his face was wet, I could taste myself on his lips, he worked his way slowly down, my moans increased, wiggling my hips as Ian worked away, damn Richard had not stopped at my breasts, he was kissing my smooth pubic mount, they wouldn’t, but they did, Ian licking between my legs Richard holding my lips apart and flicking his tongue around the top folds, I was ecstatic the pressure was building so fast, sparks seemed to fly from my pussy igniting my brain, now I’m normally mutli-orgasmic but never this quick and seemingly not this intense.

I don’t know when I did it during the passing of that orgasm, but I had taken hold of Richards cock and was pulling him toward my mouth and pulling his boxers off, Richard lifted away from my crotch and moved closer to me, looking down myself I could see Ian watching me as he continued, he wanted to see me take Richard in my mouth, probably wishing it was him, I admit I really put it on, my tongue güvenilir casino swirled all round Richards swollen glans, before taking him so deep in my mouth, then flicking down his length. Richard eased himself down to get closer to my pussy again, he wanted to continue licking me as I gave him head.

Ian had stopped, Richard had tapped him on the shoulder and had pointed to the bedside drawer, we keep a few toy’s in there, Ian must have fished a few things out with Richard shaking his head till he got the right thing.

Now usually when I’m like this Richard has a tendency to be busy licking away and then glides a toy into me all the while flicking his tongue at my nubbin, whilst I give him head. Then he swaps ends so he his fucking me while he holds the toy for me to suck, and kisses me so the toy is between our lips, usually gets us both of fairly soon.

It departs a little now as Richard still has my lips held open but lifts his head away and looks at me, I paused and look down, Ian is stood between my legs, holding his wide cock in his right hand, he has slid a condom on and his fingers of his left hand explore me, he looked at me, I nod, he slaps his member on my wetness twice, then slowly eases forward, I stop sucking Richard as he watches, as he holds me open. Ian’s swollen head slides easily into me, I’m really soaking, he pushes deeper and deeper into me, then pulling out again slowly my pussy lips enveloped around Ian’s girth. He thrust a few times and then pulls out, Richard leans in and licks my pussy again this heightens my feelings, oh to have Ian in me and Richard licking me at the same time, but no not tonight, Richard gets back up and holds my head, as Ian gets ready too enter me again.

He lifts my legs up to his chest and his arms around my thighs, and pulled me hard toward him as he pushed forward, balls deep in one go, and then started fucking me, hard driving in then slow soft gentle thrust, Richard pulled my head on to his cock his other hand playing with my nipples, pulling at them, I work his shaft with my right hand squeezed his balls with the left. Ian’s thrusting had become urgent after a while, I guess he is close, probably closer than I was. So I got them to swap making sure Richard puts a condom on. Holding Ian in my hand I looked up at him and said that if I took this off indicating the condom that he was not to come, that I wanted them both to come on my tits, Ian nodded.

Meanwhile Richard was holding my legs wide apart and slowly sliding into me. I gently took the condom off Ian’s engorged cock and kissed the tip then closed my lips around it, not working the shaft with my hands, just my head bobbing and him hold my head. Richards hips thrust and circled around his right hand pressed down on my pubic bone thumb rubbing my clit, it was not long till I came again. Richard pulled out a minute later and pulled his condom off and climbed on the bed, I sat up a little and got them both finish themselves on my breasts, they both stroked furiously for a short while, Ian came first spraying all over my left tit groaning loudly, Richard chose to hold the tip of his cock on to the nipple of the right and cover it, he then used it to coat all around.

My breasts where covered it warm googey, I sat up and rubbed them mixing the two loads together, I kissed Richard then Ian and then went to get cleaned up.

Damn the tickler is loosing power, the night did not stop there I got another two loads on all fours before I called it a night, and since then there has been Steve as well.

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Lupine awoke from a sleep peppered with sexy dreams. A number of naked men had visited her overnight, but only in her imagination. It left her feeling both unsatisfied and frisky. She looked out the window and could tell it was going to be a particularly beautiful day. It was early autumn, a time when the tourists in her small lakeside town had returned to their homes downstate, but the temperature was still perfect for outdoor fun. This was the time when locals could get out and really enjoy the area, free from the loud crowds. So she decided to text some of her friends to see if anyone wanted to head out to the beach.

“Hey guys—anyone up for some swimming today?” Lupine wrote in a mass text to some of her besties.

“Argh no gotta work sry!” one wrote back.

“Me too :(“

Several others continued on in this same vein, with no one accepting the invite. Lupine decided she would just go alone. Some of her best times were had alone. She loved to go on solo adventures. Lupine had been on multi-day biking, hiking, and even kayaking adventures alone, so just a trip to the beach was no big deal. Actually, Lupine was starting to think she would prefer it, because if she was alone, she would be free to do things that might get a bit awkward if her friends were there…

Lupine gathered up her supplies and set off on her bike to the lake. She was lucky to live so close to the beach. In ten minutes, she was there. It was a large, popular beach, but there were only a few cars in the parking lot today. It was late in the season, plus it was a work day for most people. Still, Lupine was looking for a completely isolated experience, so she walked down the beach for about half a mile until she got to a place she was sure no one would disturb her. This was her favorite spot. There were some high rocky cliffs here that formed small cave-like outcroppings at the base. This created perfect little hidden coves to set up a blanket on the sand, and still be only fifty feet or so from the water. Lupine chose a spot that gave her full view of the beach, but someone walking by wouldn’t necessarily notice her there unless they were really looking. It was perfect.

Lupine spread out her beach blanket and sat upon it, surveying her surroundings. No one in sight. It was obvious what she would do next. She giggled a little as she took off all her clothes and ran into the water. There was nothing better than this. No clammy bathing suit between her and the glorious fresh water. Lupine had recently lost 50 pounds, and while her body wasn’t “perfect” by any means, for a 39-year-old woman, she was pretty proud of it. Feeling good in her own skin had the added effect of making her extra horny. Unfortunately, she hadn’t met any men in her small town that interested her lately, and she had to take care of her needs on her own. Frequently.

As Lupine splashed around, she started rubbing herself all over. Her breasts were large and perky in the cool water, and her pussy was starting to feel warm despite the temperature. After about ten minutes, she couldn’t stand it anymore, and she ran out of the water and back to her blanket oasis. Lupine rummaged through her bag and grabbed her secret tool. It was a large zucchini, nine inches long and two inches thick. She had picked it from her garden that morning. Anyone who grows zucchini knows that it’s prolific. That could be a source of annoyance for many gardeners who couldn’t find ways to use all that zucchini. Somehow Lupine had never had any difficulty finding ways to use it!

Lupine grasped the zucchini in her hand and put her mouth over it. She moved up and down on the vegetable a few times, pretending it was something else. Then she positioned it at the entrance to her hot, wet pussy. Slowly, she pushed the zucchini inside of her. She moved it in and out with her right hand, and with her left hand, massaged her clitoris. Lupine moaned. This was almost as good as real sex. Almost. She was quickly becoming flushed casino şirketleri and felt sure she would climax within minutes.

Suddenly, Lupine heard something. She froze and peeked over the top of her hidden spot. Out by the beach, she saw a well-built thirty-something man jogging toward her. With his dark hair and heavy brows, he looked a little like Oscar Isaac. Except taller and perhaps even more handsome. He was naked except for a pair of short shorts. The man looked like he was having a little difficulty, as she saw him grimacing. In shock, she watched as he suddenly stopped not thirty feet from her, whipped out his penis, and started stroking it. It was hard as a rock and about the same size as her zucchini. But it looked so much better than a zucchini. The man rubbed furiously at his member, and within about a minute, he moaned loudly as a thick rope of cum came spurting out of him onto the rock-face in front of him. Then another. And another. By the time he was finished, the man had squirted ten times. He must have really needed that. Finally satisfied, the man sighed and leaned against the cliff, collecting himself.

Lupine had been watching this show with a mixture of amazement and pure lust. How lucky was she to get such a performance, just for her? But she felt a little guilty knowing that this man had not consented to her watching. So she called out to him.

“Hey! Um—hi! Yes, I’m over here!” Lupine stood up and displayed her naked body to the man. He gave a start, quickly covered himself and stared wide-eyed at this voluptuous, sexy woman, who was not only completely nude, but also holding a zucchini.

“Hi—this is a little awkward, but you came upon my spot so suddenly, I didn’t know how to warn you that you had an audience. I hope you don’t mind too much that I saw all that. I have to say I really enjoyed it. I was actually in the middle of doing the same when you got here.” She nodded toward the zucchini in her hand and wiggled it a little. “Now just to make things fair, I think it’s only right that you get to watch me. What do you think?”

The man, still gaping at her, slowly nodded. Lupine lay down on her blanket again as the man walked closer. He watched as she penetrated herself with the large zucchini. Lupine moaned and rubbed her clit as she thrust the vegetable deep inside. She was already pretty worked up before she started, so it really only took a few strokes before she cried out in ecstasy. As Lupine lay there panting a little, she looked up at the man. He was now fully erect again and gazing in amazement at this beautiful sight before him.

“Oh my, well, I guess you enjoyed that performance! Actually, it seems like you might need a little something more now. Would you like to fuck me?” Lupine asked. The man vigorously nodded. “But first, I really need to put my mouth on that delicious cock of yours. Would that be OK?” To this, the man nodded even more eagerly. Lupine pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung to attention. She sat up and wrapped her mouth around the head. The man moaned. She expertly moved her mouth up and down his thick rod, and it quickly became harder than she had ever personally experienced. This man is super virile, she thought with satisfaction. With only a couple minutes of loving attention, the man suddenly started breathing extra-heavy, and his hard cock looked like it was about to burst. Indeed it was. The man groaned something unintelligible, grabbed Lupine’s hair, and came explosively in her mouth. Just like before, it was a long orgasm, with multiple spasms causing hot jizz to fill her mouth and spill out the sides. Lupine gamely swallowed it all and looked up smiling at the man, who still had his eyes closed and was trying to catch his breath. Finally his breathing slowed and he looked down at Lupine. He smiled and awkwardly said, “Um… thank you?”

Lupine laughed. “No problem. It was my pleasure. My name’s Lupine. Yes, my mom’s a big gardener and loves flowers. casino firmaları What’s your name?”

The man laughed. “It’s a great name. I’m Alder.”

Lupine giggled. “Wow, we both have plant names! Of course, yours is a tree, and I must say it’s only fitting when it comes to your, um, stature.” Lupine stared pointedly at his lengthy cock. “Just so you know, I usually get to know someone’s name before they see me naked, but I don’t really mind that it’s worked out this way. Please, sit down, relax, and have a beer.” Alder sat down on the blanket next to her and gratefully accepted the local craft brew that Lupine offered him. As he cracked open his beer, Alder took a swig, lay back, and with a wiggle of his eyebrows, asked, “So… come here often?”

Lupine laughed again. This man had said only ten words to her, but she could tell she was going to like him. It didn’t hurt that his perfect penis was laying right there for her to admire at her leisure. “Yes, actually,” she said. “This is kind of my secret spot. Not so secret anymore, I guess! I grew up here, so I know all the good spots. But tell me about you. I haven’t seen you around. Do you live here?”

Alder grinned. “Actually, I just moved here. I came up from Kalamazoo this summer because I had heard so much about this place. I just planned on a short visit, but it turned out to be so great, I couldn’t leave. So I went back home, gave up my rental house and bought a van. I fixed it up so I could live in it. Then I drove it up here, and I’ve been parking it on my friend’s property. I’m a freelance writer, so I can pretty much live anywhere my cell phone gets a signal,” he said.

“That’s most places around here, but certainly not all!” laughed Lupine. “I’ve been on many hikes where I didn’t get a signal for ten miles. When you finally emerge back into civilization, it feels odd, like you’re so close to complete wilderness here, but never too far from the world of people either.”

“I like that about this place. It’s wild, but not to the point where you’re going to end up like Christopher McCandless , dead of starvation in a broken down bus in the Alaskan wilderness!” Alder chuckled.

“‘Into the Wild!’ I love that book! The movie, too. Have you seen it?” breathed Lupine. “Of course; it’s a great movie,” said Alder. “The soundtrack is great too. Eddie Vedder from Pearl Jam did it; I never really got into Pearl Jam, but I love what he did in this instance.”

Lupine shook her head in disbelief. “I feel the same way! I was actually just saying that to some friends last week.”

“Well, I guess we know that you also have good taste!” laughed Alder, as he gave Lupine a smoldering look. Lupine couldn’t resist his charm and reached out to stroke the side of his face. They looked at each other, and Alder leaned in closer. He held her by the shoulders, and in a sudden move, kissed her quickly on the lips. Dazed, they looked at each other, open-mouthed in awe. Then, more slowly, they came together again and kissed longer. Much longer. Their tongues and lips explored each other’s faces, giving little pecks on places like eyelids and tips of noses, but always returning to and lingering on each other’s soft mouths.

“God, you’re amazing. It’s crazy, but I feel like I’ve known you for months,” Alder murmured. “Also, your breasts are amazing,” as he looked down at her erect nipples and gave them each a little lick. Lupine moaned in delight. Alder looked her up and down. “In fact, your whole body is pretty amazing. Is it OK if I touch you here?” Alder motioned toward her dripping pussy. Lupine nodded, and he took his finger and ran it through her wet slit. Lupine’s whole body jerked.

“Hmm, you like that… how about if I do this?” Alder moved his head down, and Lupine shivered with anticipation. He slowly ran his tongue over her mound. Very carefully, he let his tongue probe deeper until he found her swollen clitoris. With Lupine’s state of excitement, it wasn’t hard to güvenilir casino find. He began to lick more rapidly at her hot little button. Not so little, really, and seemingly getting even bigger, he thought to himself. Lupine began to shake all over. Alder had to hold her by the thighs to keep her from bucking him off, but he persisted. A few more quick movements of his tongue, and Lupine was lost in the moment. She practically shouted his name as she came hard all over his face. Lupine was seemingly unconscious for a few moments, but a few deep breaths later she pleaded to him, “Alder, please fuck me now.”

Alder was only too happy to comply. By now his cock was ready to go for the third time in less than an hour. That was definitely a record for him. He positioned his hard member against her thigh. Lupine arched her back, grabbed his dick, and placed the head inside the entrance to her pussy. Alder didn’t need any more invitation. He slowly gave her the length of him, letting her savor every sensation. Lupine cried out in joy. Alder steadily ramped up his rhythm, getting faster and faster, until he was just pounding away at that pussy.

Then he slowed down and stopped, and Lupine gazed at him in confusion. Alder grabbed her by the hips, stood up, and positioned her on top of a smooth rock, large enough for Lupine to lean back without strain. He grabbed the blanket and positioned it around her so that she would be comfortable. Alder did all this without removing his cock from inside her. Now, from this angle, Alder was able to penetrate Lupine even more deeply. He was also able to thrust upwards, making his penis rub against the sensitive front wall of her vagina—her g-spot. Lupine began to lose it. With every thrust, she moaned more loudly, until finally, she started going into convulsions. Her pussy throbbed intensely around his cock. Alder knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer, but he wanted to let Lupine enjoy her orgasm to the fullest, with his cock pumping inside her. Finally her body relaxed, and Alder pulled out—and none too soon. He quickly came in heavy spurts all over her torso. It’s hard to believe he could still produce that much cum after two orgasms, but he sure did. It just seemed to keep coming, and Alder moaned loudly in satisfaction at the release. Completely spent, they rolled over onto the sand in each other’s arms.

Panting a little, Lupine said, “Well! This has been a pretty good day so far! But what I’m wondering is, why were you running down the beach with such a huge hard-on?” Alder laughed. “Actually, I just came back from a week-long meditation retreat. My friends told me it would help me clear my mind and get some perspective on my new life up here. I was skeptical, but agreed to go. The problem was, it turns out the gurus there are very strict about “sins of flesh.” If you masturbate, it separates you from the holiness within us all, or some crap like that. That place was filled with their weird puritanical attitude, and I didn’t even want to jack off. But since I normally have to cum every couple days to feel normal, the urge was building up in me, even though it was subconscious. It was a really lame week. I left today and drove straight here. When I got to the beach, I saw women in bikinis, and that was it. Instant erection! So I ran down this way to take care of it.” Alder found his discarded beer and took another swig. Then he asked, “But what I want to know is, how did you know you could trust me?”

Lupine gave him a serious look. “I didn’t. But I’ve found that most people are mainly good. I’ve been in some iffy situations, and the basic decency of people has always humbled me when I thought I was in trouble. And if you were some pervert, I think you would have sought out a woman to secretly spy on while you masturbated, instead of accidentally being spied on by me!”

Laughing again, Alder said, “Well, that’s true enough.”

“I think I’m about ready for another swim,” Lupine said, as she gazed over their messy, sweaty, cum-stained bodies.

“You’re right again,” said Alder, as he stood up and pulled Lupine to her feet. They both ran into the water, still naked, splashing each other, not really caring anymore if anyone saw them.

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Julie and Ashley Ch. 02

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This is the continuation of Julie and Ashley’s adventures. It isn’t necessary to read the first chapter, but you will get a little bit of insight into them as well as Robert. Also, there is going to be some build up. So if you are looking for quick and hot, you might want to take a pass on this one.

All characters are over the age of 18, any likenesses or similarities to real people is completely coincidental. Hope you enjoy and any constructive criticism is appreciated.

*****

Hi everyone, my name is Julie. Ashley and I are roommates and she has persuaded me to tell you about what happened about two weeks after she gave Robert a blowjob while I watched. You see, I love sex just as much as the next person. But after that encounter, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Robert’s cum tasted so good and with Julie sharing it with me, well I was a complete wreck the next two days.

Finally I had to do something about it. Julie had just left to go pick up some groceries for dinner. I quickly ran to my room. Grabbing my vibrator and my butt plug, I threw them on the bed. I quickly stripped out of my black spandex running shorts and black sports bra with green trim.

I glanced in the mirror and cupped my 34C breasts. I needed to find a guy. I needed to be fucked and fucked hard. All I could think of was Roberts thick seven inch dick and how good it would feel if he would take me from behind and pound my pussy. I pinched my nipples and moaned softly.

Picking up my rabbit vibe and nudging the butt plug to the center of the bed, I climbed onto the bed on my hands and knees. I turned on the vibe and slowly teased my slit. It felt so good, but the need was so deep inside me that I would need to cum more than once. A deep moan escaped me as I circled my clit with the toy. I could feel my juices already seeping out.

I quickly pulled the vibrator away and pressed it against my tightly puckered backdoor. Oh good I love ass play. It’s filthy, and nasty and it gets me off so hard. I continued to circle by rosebud with the vibe; as I relaxed, I could feel myself opening. I dropped the toy in front of me and picked up my stainless steel butt plug. It’s really cute, it has a heart shaped base with a pink crystal embedded in it.

I quickly guided the plug to my now dripping pussy. It was cool against my hot slit and I slowly slid it inside myself. Not only get it wet, but to warm it up. After sliding it in and out a few times, I pressed my face and chest into the bed and gripped my left ass cheek. Steadying myself, I pressed the butt plug against my sphincter steadily. The ache of violating myself was heaven and within less than a minute, the plug was encased in my behind.

Moaning from being filled back there, I picked up my rabbit vibe and turned it all the way up. I let my imagination wander. Thinking about two men fucking me at the same time. I had been fantasizing about double penetration for a couple of months and it always got me off sinfully good. Then suddenly I imagined Robert below me; slowly filling my pussy with his hot, hard cock and a faceless man behind me. Gripping my ass cheeks and feeding his manhood into me.

I plunged the toy in and out of my pussy. It felt so dirty, I started moaning Robert’s name. In my minds eye, I was riding Robert’s cock. My fantasy consumed me. “Yes Robert fuck my pussy! Ya dude drill my ass with that dick!” I moaned as my orgasm quickly approached. I barely even remember all the dirty things I was saying out loud. All I really cared about was cumming and it felt like a big one.

As I finally toppled over the edge; my pussy and ass contracted on the toys, I screwed my eyes shut and collapsed. It was certainly in my top five of ‘best orgasms ever’. It’s no wonder I never heard Ashley open the door to my room. When I was finally able to regain enough composure to open my eyes, I started to turn over. That’s when I saw Ashley. She was looking down at me and her face was mixed with shock, knowing, and a hint of a smile.

“What the fuck Julie? Why were you begging Robert to ‘Plow your cunt!’? And when did you start doing anal?” She asked me. Ashley was grinning like the Cheshire Cat now. I must have turned 10 shades of red in less than a second. I wasn’t sure how to proceed. Ashley and I had never talked about anal, DP, or any of our fantasies.

“Oh god Ashley, I am sorry. I have been so horny. Ever since the other day when I watched you give Rob that blow job. His cum tasted so good. I just had to get myself off.” I told her. Needless to say Ashley and I spent the rest of the evening discussing what had happen. Why I got off so hard and my fantasy of being double penetrated.

The next evening we sat down and devised a plan. She was going to help me fulfill my fantasy. She would convince Rob to set me up with one of his friends, someone she would check out before hand and approve. If all went accordingly, his friend would fuck my ass and Robert would get my pussy. Ashley even promised, that if she thought I casino şirketleri truly enjoyed it, she would seriously consider letting them DP her too.

On Super Bowl Sunday Ashley and I got ready for the game. I finished my shower and makeup, then proceeded to my bed. I pulled on my red thong panties and snuggled them tight against my freshly shaved pussy. I had left a thin strip hair above my clit. It was just over two inches long. I picked out my white lace bra. It is embroidered with a silky floral pattern. A basic white pleated mini skirt that was so short, if I bent over, anyone standing behind me would easily see my ass. I finished off my outfit with a red crop top with a turtle neck. Between the skirt and my top, there was easily 7 or 8 inches of my stomach showing. I checked myself in the mirror. I looked and felt very sexy.

When I got downstairs, Ashley was in the kitchen getting the snacks out. She had on a pair tight khaki shorts, a blue button down shirt and pair of sandals. She had the shirt unbuttoned far enough that you could see a glimpse of her black bra. She had the tales of the shirt tied in a knot just under her 36D chest. She looked really hot.

Rob and Chad showed up at our house about an hour later. Rob brought a case of beer; a good IPA, and Chad had a bottle of Tequila and a bag of limes. When I saw Chad, I knew this was going to be a night I would never forget. Chad is about 6′ 1″, with blonde hair, well developed biceps, and broad shoulders that taper down to a narrow waist. He is the epitome of the California surfer dude. Rob had on a pair of tight black jeans, a green t-shirt and a pair of sneakers. Chad was wearing a pair of tan cargo shorts, a dark green sleeveless t-shit, and hiking boots.

“Hi ladies, this is my friend Chad. He’s my best friend from high school.” Robert said.

“Hi Chad, nice to meet you.” Julie replied as she took the beer from Rob.

“Welcome Chad, Tequila and limes. How thoughtful. Have a seat guys.” I said as took the bottle and shook his hand.

Ashley and I had set out some chips and dip, was well as pretzels on the dinette table. I had picked up some hot dogs and rolls on Friday to cook on the grill at halftime. Ashley put the beer in the refrigerator and I put the Tequila on the table with the snacks. We had already turned on the pregame show, the guys took a seat in the living room.

As I walked into the kitchen, Ashley was opening the last beer. I walked up behind her and put my hand on her shoulder. “Thank you, I sure hope this goes as planned. That boy is hot.” I told her in a low voice.

Ashley turned and handed me two beers. “You are welcome. I hope so too. And you better be right about this anal thing. Because if I decide to try it and it hurts, you are going to owe me.” She said in that conspiratorial tone of hers. We both smiled, turned and headed into the living room.

Before I go any further, you need to know a little something about me. I grew up with three brothers. Football was on religiously, ever since I can remember. My dad and brothers watched it all the time. Saturdays, Sundays, Thursday and Monday night games; whether it was college or the pros. I learned the game, the players, and the teams. I know more about the football than most guys my age.

Robert was sitting in the chair and Chad was on the couch. Ashley handed Robert his beer and climbed onto his lap. I walked over to Chad, hand him a beer and sat in the middle of the couch; with Robert and Ashley to my right and Chad to my left.

The guys were discussing match-ups and I could tell Ashley was lost, she didn’t have a clue. During the conversation, Chad brought up a point that I agreed with. He said that there was no way the team he was picking, could loose. It didn’t matter that their first string QB was out with an injury, this was the best team they had ever put together.

I immediately jumped in. “Chad, have you lost your mind? There is no way they are winning. They are playing against the best team in the league over the, what, last 15 years? I would bet just about anything you are wrong.”

Robert looked at me puzzled. “You know football Julie? What makes you think that team isn’t destined to win their first Super Bowl? Their QB has been on fire the last few games and his overall performance since entering the league is better than 75% of the rest of the starting quarterbacks throughout.” he exclaimed.

I had them hook, line and sinker. That team was destined to win as far as I was concerned, but I really needed to get fucked, fucked hard, and the thought of these two guys doing me made my pussy drip. I could only hope that their team would win.

“OK Robert and Chad, here is the bet. If my team wins, both of you have to go out in the back yard, naked and scream as loud as you can; my teams QB is the GOAT. That he is The Greatest Of All Time. And do it for 2 minutes” I told the boys.

The guys both looked at each other; a little wearily, but they both nodded their consent. casino firmaları “And if your team wins, I will let both of you have your way with me. I will blow you, I will fuck you, you can do almost anything you want to me.” When I said that, the guys were flabbergasted. Chad’s mouth hung open as he stared at me. Robert turned to look at Ashley, she just shrugged her shoulders. Then leaned over and whispered in his ear, just like we planned. ” It’s, OK sweetie. I don’t mind, I trust you and her implicitly.”

Chad was still not convinced; but when Robert started smiling, Chad turned back to me and I just nodded. A grin a mile wide formed on his face. He picked up his beer and sat back on the couch and finished it off.

We all sat and watched the first half, drinking beers and doing shots of Tequila. Just before half-time I asked Chad to come out and help me with the grill. He is a great guy. He opened the door for me as I carried the hot dogs. As I bent over to turn on the gas, he gave my ass a playful, but hard swat. My pussy had been wet watching the game; thinking about getting fucked by these guys, but now it was dripping.

“Hey, what was that for!?” I yelped.

“I couldn’t help myself. That red thong is sexy as fuck. You have a great ass and I can’t wait to collect on this bet.” He told me.

I started the grill and turned to him, put my hands on his shoulders. Dam, I bet this guy could throw me all over the bed. “Chad, you seem like a nice guy. You are friends with Rob and you are a good looking guy. I want to make one thing perfectly clear. I am not a slut. Hell, there is a very good chance you may end up out here naked. That being said, I would like to get to know you better. Maybe after all is said and done today, we can go out somewhere.” I told to him.

He leaned down and gave me a kiss that made me drip. My thong was soaked through now. It was passionate, yet restrained. He completely understood and was happy to go at my pace. A pace that I fully intended to accelerate after the half-time show. As I returned the kiss, I slid my hands down his arms to his hips and then back to get a feel of his ass. It was just as firm and muscular as the rest of him.

After we separated, we grilled up the hot dogs and carried them into the house. Rob and Ashley were still in the chair, they were kissing passionately. Their tongues were in each others mouths, Ashley was grinding her ass into his crotch and Rod was massaging her right boob. ” Hey you two, foods ready” Chad called to them.

As I put the tray down on the table, Chad picked up a roll. “Julie, how do you like your buns?” He asked. The sexual innuendo was clear.

“I would love a hot piece of meat in my buns. Just slide it right in there. I can handle it.” I replied.

Chad didn’t even miss a beat. “One hot beef injection coming right up.” He replied with a devilish grin on his face.

We sat and ate as we watched one of the best half-time shows in quite a while. When I excused myself from the group, I gave Ashley a wink. She quickly told the guys she would be back shortly as well. We went into the bathroom and closed the door.

“So hows is it going with Chad?” she asked me.

“Oh, like you don’t know. You heard him. ‘Hot beef injection’? If they lose the bet and have to strip, I’m going to be very disappointed. But Chad and I will be fucking sooner or later. But if I lose, I am getting his cock in my ass and Rob’s in my pussy. I need, NO WE need to do some more shots.” I said.

“Sounds good to me. Just follow my lead and no matter what, lets just have fun.” She replied.

When we came out, the third quarter had started and I went and sat next to Chad. I put my hand on his right thigh and he put his arm across my shoulders. It just felt right. About 5 minutes later Ashley came out with a bowl of cut up limes and grabbed the salt shaker off the dinette table.

“Body Shots Bitches!” she exclaimed as she set everything down on the coffee table.

“Sounds good to me.” Rob said.

Chad once again had a big smile on his face. Ashley poured all of us shots and we passed them around. I picked up the salt and a lime wedge. “Where?” I said as I looked at Chad.

Chad just leaned over and began kissing my throat. He sucked and licked, making the area moist. When he pulled away he took the shaker and sprinkled some on me. I placed the lime in my mouth as he licked away the salt. He downed his shot and then proceeded to extract the lime from my mouth.

Ashley and Rob mimicked us. The body shots became more adventurous as time went by. We all drank a few more beers. I was well on my way to being drunk, and I could tell Ashley was right there with me. When I got my first glimpse of Chad’s stomach, I knew that no matter the out come of the game, he and I would be up in my room tangled in my sheets until someone called “No Mas”.

With seconds left in the game, I watched with bated breath. The opposition was making a last ditch effort to score. For güvenilir casino as inebriated as I was, my sphincter was tightly clenched. When I saw the ball fall hopelessly to the ground; I jumped to my feet, screaming YES at the top of my lungs. Everyone was ecstatic.

Robert was the first to catch my slip up. “Wait, what the fuck Julie? Why are you so happy?” He asked.

“OK guys, look I can appreciate a well deserved win. I lost the bet and I am willing to pay up.” I told them, in hopes of diverting their attention from my slip up.

Just then, Chad grabbed me and whispered in my ear, “Really Julie? I don’t think you wanted to win. You were only using the situation for your own gain.” When he said that, my head started spinning.

Chad knew. He had seen through my plan in the end. We were pressed together. My pussy was hot, wet and desperately in need. His cock felt big, hot and stiff, pressed against my bare stomach. “Shut up and take me!” I whispered back. He replied by biting my neck.

Chad grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him. “Come on Rob; to the victors go the spoils!” he exclaimed. Fuck me, I thought. Chad was taking control and there was no way I could stop this now.

When we got to the top of the stairs, he pushed me in front of him. He growled at me, “GO” and once again smacked my ass. As I led him the my bed, I could hear Ashley and Rob talking as they came up the stairs.

“Go ahead baby, I wana see you fuck her. I can’t wait to see your thick cock sliding in and out of her pussy.” Ashley reassured Rob.

As soon as I got into my bedroom, Chad spun me around to face him. With his left hand behind my head, he pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I opened my mouth a searched for his tongue with mine. His right hand groped my left breast roughly. I blindly searched for his belt. When I finally was able to find it, I quickly got is unfastened and practically ripped them open. I quickly dropped to my knees and pushed his shorts to the floor.

My mouth and lips were already wet from our kiss. But when I saw the outline of his dick; confined in his black boxer briefs, a little bit of saliva leaked from the corner of my mouth. Chad was just as long as Rod, but it looked even thicker.

Chad pulled his shirt off as I gripped the the waistband and pulled them down to his knees. His fat cock smacked me in the forehead as I unleashed him. “Oh GOD!” I moaned. I gripped his hot shaft and that’s when I noticed Ashley and Rob.

Rob had stripped his shirt off, Ashley had his jeans and underwear below his knees. She was stroking his 7 inch dick. “Are you ready to fuck Julie’s pussy baby? I know how good this thing feels in mine. You always fuck me so good.” She asked him.

Chad grabbed my blonde hair in both hands, guiding my mouth to his dick. “Time to pay the piper, so get sucking. Get me good and hard you dirty little slut.” He said as I opened my mouth wide to accept his fat cock.

I looked up into his eyes, the passion was evident. As soon as I had half of him in my mouth he groaned and threw his head back. I started backing off of him. When I got to the tip, he pulled me back down and I accepted him. Swirling my tongue as I went, he tightened his grip on my hair.

When I got two thirds of the way down, I started to pull back. But Chad was having none of that. He kept steady pressure and forced me to take his entire length. I gagged slightly when the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. Saliva was dripping out of my mouth. My chin was cover with it.

“OH YA, your a good little cock-sucker! Anyone ever told you that Julie? I love that sound when you gag on my dick. I bet your pussy is soaked.” He told me.

“Rob, let’s finish getting her naked. It’s time for us to collect our debt.” Chad said, as he pulled his dripping cock out of my mouth. He then reached down and quickly pulled my top off of me. When I was able to see again, Rob was behind me. He helped me stand and turned me to face him.

Chad and Rob worked in tandem, to remove more of my clothes. Chad unhooked my bra and slipping it off me. He tossed it somewhere. Rob had crouched down and ran his hands up my thighs; under my skirt, till he reached my thong. Chad reached around and pushed my breasts together. His rough hands sending sparks from my nipples to my pussy and back up to my brain.

Rod pulled my thong down and helped me step out of them. “Chad, get a load of this. Her panties are soaking wet. Her thighs are glazed with her juices.” He exclaimed.

“Let me see those Rob.” Ashley said. As he tossed them too her; Chad gripped both of my nipples, lightly pinching and pulling my breasts up and out. I couldn’t help moaning. Rob lifted my skirt and leaned in to give my pussy a long lick.

The guys were treating me just like in one of my fantasies. I was teetering on the edge of an orgasm.”OH FUCK! That feels so good guys. I going to cum. OH GOD, your tongue feels so good Rob.” I moaned loudly.

“You taste so sweet Julie. I can’t wait to fuck your hot wet pussy.” Rob replied.

Chad finally released my nipples and turned me around. Our tongues met once more. When I felt Rob grip my cheeks and pry them apart, my breath caught in my throat. Would he really do it?

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