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Priminha novinha 02

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Priminha novinha 02Depois de uns 3 meses novamente fomos a casa de praia, desta vez sem pensar arrumei minhas coisas e partimos numa sexta à noite, chegamos lá um pouco tarde, arrumamos a casa e fomos dormir.Logo que amanheceu, fomos à praia, chegando lá minha priminha foi tirando seu micro shortinho e sua blusinha olhando diretamente pra mim…que observava toda aquela delicinha e agora de biquíni, minha mãe com mania de pegar sol, deitou na tanga e jogou um pano na cara…ela sempre fica ali por horas, enquanto eu fominha de água não perdia tempo…enquanto estava lá tranquilo minha prima veio entrando na água e se aproximando de mim…até que ela tentando boiar me pede ajuda para alinhar seu lindo corpinho…aquilo já foi me deixando de pau duro…aproveitei e não perdi tempo, já coloquei a a mão em sua bundinha linda e fui acariciando…e perguntando se estava bom…ela logo respondia “sim…muito bom” percebi então o quanto bahis firmaları ela estava afim de mim…mesmo novinha daquele jeito, aproveitei então, abracei ela pelas costas, ela preocupada sempre olhando pra minha mãe, e fui ralando sua bundinha no meu pau extremamente duro, até que um momento consegui pegar sua mão e levar até o meu pau, eu direcionando sua mão dei um aperto bem forte no meu pau…que ela até suspirou de gostoso, pedi ela pra tentar boiar novamente…enquanto ela tentava eu passava os dedos levemente na sua bucetinha acariciando bem devagar e ela me olhando nos olhos com aquela cara de quem estava amando aquela situação.Voltamos para a casa, depois do banho e almoço, ficamos em um quarto com uma cama de casal jogando baralho, logo percebi que minha mãe estava dormindo, então me deitei naquela cama de casal que estávamos jogando, falei com ela, vamos descansar um pouco, ela então deitou com a cabeça sobre minha kaçak iddaa barriga, comecei então a acariciar seus pés, e fui subindo a mão pela sua pernas bem devagar, eu com uma bermuda de futebol e sem cueca, fiquei com o pau latejando de duro e com aquele volume todo amostra, ela foi encostando seu braço no meu pau, comecei então a acariciar sua linda bundinha…ela com um shortinho preto bem apertado…toda vermelhinha de sol…foi então que bem devagar enfiei a mão por dentro do seu short até a sua becetinha e comecei a fazer um carinho bem gostoso dela, ela suspirava e me disse olhando em meus olhos..”aí que delicia”…logo percebi que sua bucetinha já estava toda molhadinha! Peguei logo sua mão levei até meu pau e mandei ela ir fazendo o movimento de punheta…pensem numa sensação maravilhosa…só de lembrar me enlouqueço aqui…naquele momento me levantei rápido, verifiquei minha mãe que continuava a dormir, fui no banheiro kaçak bahis buscar papel higiênico, voltei rapidamente pro quarto… puxei ela num canto botei meu pau pra fora…e a pedi pra punhetar ele pra mim…até eu gozar! Enchi aquele papel de tanta porra pois o tesao era enorme!! Naquela mesma noite, numa oportunidade puxei ela em um quarto, ficamos por trás da porta e então comecei a beijar sua linda boquinha…ela toda acanhada pois não sabia nem bjar ainda direito, apenas suspirava enquanto eu a enchia de bjos…fui bjando seu pescoço passando a mão em todo o seu corpinho…tentei entrar com a mão por dentro do short…ela dizendo que não…que não…até que consegui…quando comecei a acariciar sua bucetinha ela ficou toda imobilizada e não aguentava nem falar de tanto tesao! Aquilo foi me enlouquecendo…perguntei a ela se estava bom…ela respondeu “que dlç “ bem baixinho em meus ouvidos! Botei meu pau pra fora…e com medo da minha mãe fazendo janta naquele momento…fiz ela bater uma novamente pra mim até eu encher minha cueca de porra! A partir desse fds começou literalmente o nosso relacionamento…breve contarei outras histórias!!

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Inspection

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Double Penetration

InspectionShe stands there before him naked, toes curling and flexing nervously. Hands by her side fingers aimlessly tapping her thighs as she waits. Biting her bottom lip, anxious that he likes what he sees. Hair tousled and messy cascading down her shoulders, resting lightly on her breasts, gently caressing her skin with the soft movement of her breathing. He sits there watching intently, drinking in the scene before him. Watching her soft delicate toes as the wriggle, over her legs, watching her soft thighs gently, almost imperceptibly glide over one another as she stands. Following the shape of her thighs to her vulva.So soft and supple, that dark shadow of her vulva pressed together, hinting at the soft, warm pink flesh beneath, his gaze, lingering just enough to make her heart pulse faster, her breath deepening as she looks at his intense gaze.His bahis firmaları eyes lift further over her body, her soft stomach, following the shape with his eyes, every contour and feature. His lips part softly, exposing a soft wet tongue glistening in the light as it glides between his lips to moisten them. Dry from the anticipation, the excitement of having her stood before him. Watching her discomfort at the intense scrutiny.She watches him, sees him licking his lips, her heart almost skips with the suggestion of his pleasure. She begins to stare back, growing in confidence, almost certain that he is enjoying what he sees. Doubt still lingers in her mind, fear keeping her toes curling, fingers tapping. She begins to look at him in detail, her eyes meet his.An almost physical shock explodes through her body as their eyes meet, she quickly looks kaçak iddaa somewhere, anywhere else.Her heart races, pulse loud in her ears, the rushing noise of her blood almost drowns out any other sensation. She retreats within herself, shutting her eyes tightly, refusing to look again, fearing her own reaction. She begins to tremble, hearing her breathing loud in her own ears. She desperately tries to calm herself, she can hear nothing but the rush of blood in her ears and her breathing, sounding ragged, her mouth becoming dry.As he sees her reaction to his gaze, body trembling, mouth slightly open, her glistening lips beginning to dry, her chest heaving as she almost pants for air. A wry smile crosses his face, knowing that she is his to do with as he pleases. To punish or, reward, deny or approve her wants. As he sees her eyes close tightly, her kaçak bahis head lowered. Recognising the mix of fear and anticipation within her, knowing that in her mind she is fighting for control, fighting the urge to open her eyes, to turn and leave. He slowly, quietly begins to lift himself from the chair. He stands there before her unknowing form, head tilting sideways to gain a new perspective of his subject, seeing things for the first time, that went un-noticed before. Her labia proud of her vulva, the dark plump skin, so sensitive, so malleable protruding slightly from her. As he steps stealthily towards her, he can see how she has reacted physically to his gaze. He skin tight, goose bumps cover her body, her soft downy hair erect, adding a soft glow to her skin as the light is softly defused.He reaches out toward her, his hand mere centimeters from her body. Tracing the outline of her without touching. Feeling the warmth of her body. Anticipating how she will feel…….Is this good enough to do more? Or should I save myself the bother? Please let me know.

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Grandpa’s Treat Part 4

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Grandpa’s Treat Part 4I wondered how long it would be before I had the visit from Sue for the evaluation on Tristan, hopefully she will allow me to recover and produce a bit of yogurt for her.I slipped my shorts back on and sat and finished reading the paper, unaware of the time ticking by. The doorbell rang and I jumped out my seat and rushed to let Sue in, I was greeted with a radiant smile by Sue, still dressed smartly in her skirt and blouse. “Hi Frank” she said and gave me a kiss. We walked into the lounge and sat down, Sue was opposite me on the sofa and I had a nice view of her legs. “What did you think of Tristan?” she asked. I told her he was a good lad, very accommodating and eager to learn, I felt like he applied himself very well. Sue smiled at my comments and duly made notes, her knees had parted slightly and I did get a nice peek at her white panties.“That’s good Frank, I think Mary and Tristan will fit in well, they are a good team” she said which got me thinking exactly how close they were. As Sue spoke her legs widened, “Are you looking up my skirt?” she asked, I had to be honest as I had been caught, “Um Yes” I replied. I had to confess my love of panties at this point which Sue took in her stride, “Really, let me help then” she said and stood up and removed her skirt, “Wow!” I said as she stood in front of me in just her blouse and a skimpy white thong, as she turned round in a twirl bahis firmaları I saw the perfect arse with the back of her thong tight up her crack, back to the front view and they were tight, a few pubic hairs were escaping top and sides but that all added to the sexiness that was in front of me. I was on my knees and I could smell the sweetness between her legs, my tongue itching to get started, I pushed her back on the sofa and spread her legs wide which was a very inviting sight, Sue looked down in anticipation and pulled my head down for me to get to work. My tongue was now buried in her pantie clad thatch, licking and tasting her juices through the thin material. “Take them off and wear them Frank, I want you to fuck me wearing my panties” She demanded and I pulled her panties slowly down her legs, giving her bare pussy a quick kiss.I removed my shorts and my stiff rod shot out and slowly pulled on Sues white lace panties, they were tight and I was so hard but I pulled them up and tucked them under balls, my cock was at the ready and Sue let out an almighty moan as I slowly entered her gaping hole, as I pushed further in I could hear her squirm. The feeling of the fabric of her panties on me turned me on more and I soon built up a good rhythm pounding Sues wet pussy, she moaned loudly as she reached orgasm and I knew I wasn’t far behind her, my knees started to shake as my hot load shot into Sues kaçak iddaa stomach, she pulled me closer squeezing every last drop of spunk from my body.As I got up, my cock now limp and hanging Sue asked me to put the panties on properly which I duly did, she looked at her cock clad panties on me and said “Wonderful” and lent forward and started to kiss my cock through the fabric, my cock was still leaking a bit of cum which was now showing and she duly licked up the excess seeping through. As she got up and reached for her skirt, she said “you can keep them Frank, I will get home without them” she winked at me and I was so happy to be able to add to my collection.I made some coffee and we sat chatting, I was still in Sues panties, they felt so good. The talk got round to the relationship that Sue and I had, albeit mostly sexual but we did hit it off quite well. We then talked about Mary and now Tristan and how well they had taken to me and enjoyed their visits, then the bombshell hit.Sue proceeded to tell me how this was her second marriage, her husband was never at home and they were breaking up, OK I thought, it happens which would explain why she has been a little minx with me. She continued to tell me that Mary and Tristan were in fact twins, OK I thought, I knew that they were quite close but the ‘twins’ comment was a bit of a surprise.Then the penny dropped and I knew what was coming next, Mary and kaçak bahis Tristan were Sues from her first marriage. Now that was a surprise and I sat there in total shock, it was only the sight of Sue sitting with legs apart and seeing her glistening pussy that brought me to my senses.“Are you mad Frank?” she asked, well how the hell can I be mad, I respected her honesty, she was nice and we had great sex and what’s more she has given me her panties, and she asks if I am mad!I beckoned her up and held her close, I could feel myself getting hard and poking her in the stomach, we kissed and hugged which made my erection even worse and it was now straining at the edges of Sues panties, she responded by getting on her knees and freeing the monster from captivity.Sue went to work on me in expert fashion, slowly wanking me while licking the tip and eating all the pre-cum, I stood proud and as sue slowly run her tongue up and down the shaft it was a struggle to hold back but I did for a while longer.While sucking my cock and one hand fondling my balls her other hand found the opening to my man cave, with her finger rubbing the back of her thong against the entrance my knees started shaking and before she could penetrate my I was shooting another hot load straight into her mouth. I kept pumping it out and Sue slurped up every drop of yogurt I was producing.Sue has a high sex drive and her husband couldn’t or wouldn’t satisfy her so she needed to find elsewhere, I had no issues with that and hoped that our meetings would continue. I knew that I would be looking at Mary and Triston in a different light, maybe a better light now.

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All For Better Grades

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Amateur

All For Better GradesAll For Better GradesBy: Londebaaz ChohanNothing, there was really nothing coming to Jerry’s mind that he would think, was the reason; his teacher was annoyed for. Every time he tried to be like other students in his class; not witty or clever but just smart enough for this class, she would snub him and mostly with the degrading one liners; making everybody in the class laughing loud at him. He honestly had no winning with her and with one F and 2 C grades; she had awarded him already; it was absolutely impossible to catch up or change the subject at this stage of the semester. His mind now was scheming, rather he truly wanted to dig up some dirt somehow. It would not do him any good but just to get even; he always thought. Having blown more than half the semester and she being this hard on him particularly; he had no chance to pass and graduate. If she could bring him to this; who said, the revenge was not delightful.Now everything looked faulty to him in her; the way she dressed up, tight and short clothes never dignified for the college teacher and especially the teacher to the students who had been almost half way through their baccalaureates already, so young, so full of hormones, so bursting with evil desires and …and………!!! He hated the way she sat and kept her legs spread until the whole class in his mind had a boner syndrome. The bitch was really good looking, supple with the best equipment visible most of the time. He would not mind to rip her clothes, make her naked, let her cry for mercy and do all needed to be done to such bitches; only because she was the one who deserved nothing less. It is so true; where there is a will, there is a way. One of the Laboratory attendants, who not only lived close to Jerry’s house but they had good family relations also. Both group of parents making sure of getting together on almost every Sunday noon time after the church service, which had brought Jerry and the Lab attendant Felix pretty close too. It was not even a month but Jerry was getting very uptight with no hints, clues to deal with the bitch; which had started to show on his face as lethargic as it could be and that was inflicting much worse pain to Jerry. It was this Sunday, when Felix asked Jerry; if everything was alright and Jerry just being formal and not sure if Felix had an answer or even if he should tell Felix, what was going on, simply tried to avoid the subject but Felix insisted till Jerry opened up his heart to him. It was so pleasing to Jerry when Felix asked him to come to the Lab any day but within the window of 15 — 20 minutes only between 12:40 PM and 1:00 PM after the lunch break started at 12:30 PM. He wanted to be sure that the Lab’s cameras were turned off after all had left for lunch and promised to share something worthwhile with Jerry. Felix suggested that Wednesday was the best because of the least classes and fewer teachers or students coming to college.Wednesday came, they met and Felix quickly locked the laboratory and asked Jerry to meet him in the cafeteria in about 5 minutes. Sitting in a secluded corner; Felix told Jerry, how Cheryl had given him the worst time of his life until he gave in to her and agreed to hide güvenilir bahis her Marijuana in one of the Laboratory cabinets for her. He told all possible details to Jerry, if Jerry wanted to catch her while making the purchase at such and such place in the city on a fixed day and time for sure. Felix also reminded Jerry that they lived in a county which had not still gone for the rectification and implementation of the State law and stood for much stiffer penalties even for the possession of a minor amount. He begged Jerry to be very careful not to let his name out because for the first reason that he was the confidant of Prof. Cheryl Clark and was storing the pot for her which would not only send him to prison as well but lose the job as well which he needed as he was going to be married shortly. Jerry promised never to let him down as they had family relations and asked Felix; how he knew all details but Felix only told him to be careful as he followed Cheryl and not get caught while he saw for himself, Cheryl making a purchase and taking a delivery. Felix also told Jerry that today evening was the best at around 09:00 PM.It was perfect, nothing could go better as Jerry caught her making a purchase and recorded the video of the act of goods delivery in his camera, while hiding quietly at the said spot and even snapped some pictures. He could not believe; he was so lucky and carefully retreated himself out of the situation and away before being spotted, leaving the bitch alone with his supplier buddy. He remembered Felix telling him; she will come directly to college after that to hide it over night as all teachers were allowed to be let in the college anytime 24 hours a day under the cover of going to the library to prepare for their lecture or do some administrative work in their own office. Being a small campus of a State college in this community; not that it was not duly protected or unsafe area but it had its flaws and who could know them better than Jerry, who came through the back streets, dark alleys and deserted parts; finally jumping a low wall and now climbing the stairs with adrenaline getting pumped in his body and knowing that he was going to win, no matter what. All the nearby teacher’s offices were dark except Cheryl’s; as he slowly pushed the door and she saw him for a split second; almost yelling that it was not her office time and he should only come to see her at set hours; to which he bluntly refused. Cheryl also yelled back saying that she was leaving anyway but Jerry entered and blocked the exit saying, no; she was not. He said that he had some serious research completed and wanted her to see it on his telephone showing her the pictures he took a short while ago. Suddenly there was a lot of change in the tempers as Cheryl asked him, what he wanted anyway. Jerry noticed her defeated attitude and became very bold; telling her that before getting all straight A’s for the rest of the assignments and tests on the subject for the semester will follow but at the present, he was going to take down her pants, bend her over against the desk and fuck her harder than she ever dreamed of and to beg for mercy. With that he quickly turned and locked the door behind türkçe bahis him and put the key in his pants pocket. Next seconds he was snatching off her blouse and his hands were fondling the larger breasts inside the bra. Cheryl was no less than at least fifty years of age but her boobs were more like 20; very soft but hard at the same time, so supple but muscular, large but still not deformed or hung to her knees. Jerry kept squeezing, manipulating them, noticing that she writhed but did not try to get away or growl showing her disapproval; as a matter of fact, she stood fast and told him that she was willing to work things out for him. Noticing her giving up mood, Jerry giggled, unzipped his pants, pulled out the serpent and told her, yes; he knows, she was willing to work the things out but only after he was done working things out with her for some extra credits; making sure, he did not fall short in achieving the best CGPA for the semester.WTF!! Why his cock looked so black for a white guy and dangerously thick all of his 7 inches at least, throbbing breathing for the life of its own and thrashed it into her wet mouth, yanking on her hair to hold her head steady. The warmth of her wet mouth felt so lingering on his stiff meat shaft and she looked so pretty on her knees getting skull fucked. The bitch seemed to have a lot of practice sucking the bone; he thought enjoying the contraction of her throat muscles, swallowing the cock. He just could not cum too soon and reluctantly pulled back, making her stand and quickly turning her around to spread face down on her desk. Holding her down with one firm hand, he pulled her skirt down with the other, exposing her still virgin looking puffy lipped pussy upside down, her almost red clit hanging out and down. Oouuhh babes! You are so wet; he said feeling the dampness as he tugged on her silk panties down. His grip got firmer to hold her down as she squirmed and tried to get away, while he removed his jeans to let his wet pole swing freely and then pulling her thighs apart with his legs, he slammed all 7 inches into her slick pussy vault. Just like that, he felt her well used pussy was still as tight as if it were an un fucked and virgin. The inner muscles were not clenching but still felt tight as a vice around his pipe. To Jerry’s surprise, she was producing mixed moans of pain and pleasure with each of his inwards thrusts, her legs bouncing in the air and she; fully engulfing his cock to the hilt. She was giving so good that hardly 5 minutes and Jerry felt his balls churning and knotting. Oh fuck; he did not want to cum yet and so he stopped, although with great difficulty than earlier. It was then when he heard Cheryl tell him to do her in the ass.Jerry had a little bit kink built in his sex and had always enjoyed fucking his girls in the ass as much as he loved fucking the pussy. The light bulb suddenly came on in his brain; Cheryl must have been one of those whores who preferred to be ass fucked and that was the reason for her such a tight pussy even at this age. His horse did not need to be brought to the water but instead it happened the other way around and he was not going to disappoint her at all. Sure Prof. Clark; güvenilir bahis siteleri he spoke to her; I am going to fuck you up the ass and make you cum with hard fucking you need and also make sure you remember me forever fucking your fanny, loving every second of it and for myself, he added; I shall only take a few pictures as I fuck you in your ass to reflect and remember you by.She did not like what she heard but there was no way to stop him as he dropped one of his hand down to her clit for noodling it between his thumb and fingers, made it all wet with her cunt lube and brought it to her asshole; slowly but firmly inserting 2 fingers in her ass orifice. He knew, she needed his big cock in her ass filling her ass chute. Sensing her ass hole relaxed and dilated plenty, he lined up his weapon to her hole and yelled; push back professor Clark. O’ fucking Lord! Take it professor, take it all. Cheryl was not bitching anymore but rather reciprocating and pushing back hard on the Jerry’s hard sex muscle, dilating her and filling her ass canal. It felt very good, so very good. He was still rubbing massaging her clit as well; mixing the sensations that came from her ass with Jerry’s cock massaging its inside and the sensations that were produced by massaging her clit, blending them so nice to be impossible to differentiate which was which. Fuck me, Jerry; he heard her begging for his cock.Suddenly he had an idea, reaching for his phone camera, he started to make the movie of his cock inserted in her ass and spoke loud for the camera to catch it, Professor Cheryl Clark, ask me to fuck you in your ass, make me fuck your ass, Prof. Clark. There was some kind of magic in effect that made Jerry’s fucking machine pick up the speed and pace as well. Nobody could tell, if professor Cheryl Clark was only obeying him or obeying her ass but she was moaning, she was growling; Fuck my ass, Jerry. Fuck me up the ass, go deeper boy, yeah deeper. Jerry was in a trance but had the sense to keep recording the scene as well as the voice as he kept on repeating for her to make him fuck her ass and she being so compliant to him.Ooouuuhhhh God, Jerry fuck me please; please do it harder and faster. Her pleasure moans suddenly changed to a different tone, she was pushing back on his cock with a renewed need and desire. Jerry felt an incredible tightness in her ass as her groin muscles contracted. O’ Lord Jesus, Cheryl cooed and suddenly her body started quivering, her thighs trembling, shaking out of control, overwhelmed with orgasmic high, her clitoris getting stiffer than a piece of rock as she spewed the very wet and slick sap on Jerry’s hand. Only nature will know the real connect but somehow out of nowhere Jerry’s cock also jumped into next stage of length and width with his balls getting knotted below to push his love seed out of the cock hole into her ass hole. Jerry jumped on the desk and almost riding her ass, shoved very hard in her; making her feel like it was cumming in her mouth and coming out of her mouth as well at the same time.Soon as the elation was over and they founded themselves grinding into each other; Cheryl’s ass started leaking Jerry’s nectar as they collapsed over together and the Professor asked her student, when was he available next time and how about seeing her at her apartment instead. Jerry had no doubts, why was she saying all that.The End……. Your comments are requested. Londebaaz Chohan Oct. 19/2018

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That Night At Seema Lodge

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That Night At Seema Lodgedeleteddeleted”Okay madam…this is the place.”I peered out of the window at the nondescript four storey building. The street wasn’t too well lit, so with my sunglasses on at midnight, I couldn’t see much. I took them off and got a better look. Wooden letters above the entrance said SEEMA LODGE. This was indeed the place.I handed the cabbie a 500 rupee note and picked up my handbag.”Keep the change.” I said.”One minute madam.” the cabbie said just as I was about to open the door. He was staring at the note.”What happened? Is it not enough?” I asked.”Madam…..maybe it’s none of my business but…..you have given me a 300 rupee tip. So you’re clearly not in need of money. You sound and act like an educated lady from a good family.”I looked at him in confusion. He turned around, an expression of concern and compassion on his wrinkled old face.”Madam….you’re my daughter’s age. Why are you going to such a place? I know what sort of things happen here. I can understand someone doing it for money but…””You’re right. It’s none of your business.” I said opening the door and stepping out.He poked his head out the window.”Are you in some sort of trouble? Can I help in some way? I know people…””WILL YOU MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS?”He was taken aback. I looked at the worried face and felt a surge of appreciation for his decency and kind spirit. It wasn’t his fault.”I am….I am sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled.” I said. “But please, I have to go.”I turned around and walked up the steps to the entrance. There was a mountain of a man standing at the entrance. Security and bouncer I guessed. He looked at me with a blank expression. I tried to walk past him, but he held out his log like arm.”Who are you with?””Excuse me?””Never seen you before. And I wasn’t told there’s gonna be a new girl. Are you with Tahir? Sridhar? Giri?””I…I don’t understand. I am here for a….meeting.””I know what kind of a meeting you’re here for, raand!” he growled. Did he just call me a whore? Well, I suppose that was one perspective. But how did he know?”Listen….I….”That’s when a couple came out through the entrance. A middle aged man with his arm around a woman dressed in a miniskirt and garish make-up. They giggled as they walked past us. The woman gave me an almost territorial look before walking by.Shit! That’s why the cabbie was so worried. Motherfucker Goyal had chosen a whorehouse? I had half a mind to turn around and go home. If only I could.The guard was still looking at me menacingly. That’s when another man came out. He was wearing a cheap looking ill fitting suit. Looked like a hotel manager.”Oh….you must be the guest of Mr. Sebi?””Sebi? Oh….yes yes. Yes. I am.””Let her through.” he said to the guard who moved away.The hotel lobby was dimly lit and garish. There were half a dozen ladies of the night sitting on various couches and chairs. A couple of men were on their cellphones. Presumably their pimps or customers.The manager escorted me to the lift.”Third floor.” he said and pushed a button.I stood there wordlessly. He was scrutinizing my face. Or what little of it was visible. I was wearing my biggest pair of sunglasses, covering half my forehead and my cheeks. And I had a scarf wrapped around my head and neck like a hijaab.”Have we met before?” he asked.”No.””There’s something very familiar about you. I know you’re not one of the working girls. But….I have seen you somewhere.””I don’t think so.”I had always hated doing those interviews with news channels as the “face” of the company. And appearing on magazine covers. It didn’t exactly make me a celebrity but did make me recognizable to people who watched the news regularly. Which this manager fella probably did.Maybe I should’ve worn a burqa. Thankfully the lift door opened and I walked in.”Mr. Sebi is in room 304.”Even through my utter loathing and revulsion for Goyal, I couldn’t help but smile at his sense of irony in picking a fake name. Sebi…or rather SEBI. Securities and Exchange Board of India.”You leave me no choice. I have to go to SEBI then.” Goyal got up from the chair in my office. This was in the middle of the day a week ago.”Wait! SIT!” I said in a raised voice. He complied.”Don’t yell at me.” he said brusquely. “You can’t play boss lady in this situation anymore.””Come on, Goyal! Be reasonable! I have already agreed to give you the money.””And I appreciate that you didn’t haggle with me about that.””That’s enough money for you and your next few generations to live on. In fact….I will double it!””That’s very gracious of you, but my original demand stands. You can’t negotiate or threaten your way out of this. Maybe you’d like to watch the clip again.””No, I don’t…”But he swiped his phone screen and started that damn video again. From the party.”You’re k**ding!” Hirani said.”I am not. It’s almost a done deal.” my dad responded, downing what must have been his eighth scotch of the night. “The Germans will be signing the contract on Thursday. We’re doing it hush hush in Goa.””Your company’s stock is going to go through the roof!””That’s the hope! But you have to keep this to yourself, Hiru.””My lips are sealed. I still remember the trouble you had two years ago.”My stupid stupid dad. Smart in so many ways, but dumb dumb dumb when it came to this stuff. And he hadn’t learned! Even after all the lawyer’s fees and bribes and deals we had to make to keep him from a criminal conviction that time.And of all the people he could have blabbed to, it had to be that sleazebag Hirani. He had absolutely no scruples.Sure enough, next day a collection of several investors picked up a lot of stocks for our company. Hirani knew how to cover his tracks. But after seeing this video, I knew it had to be him.”I love this video! I could watch it all day!” Goyal said and grinned.I sat in silence. The fight almost went out of me. I tried to appeal to his conscience. If he even had one.”Please Goyal uncle….””Uncle!” he said and cackled.”I am a married woman. And I am willing to give you as much money as I have. Please just don’t…”He got up. Put the phone in his pocket.”We are going in circles. You have my terms. They are not negotiable. If you want to keep your father from being finally jailed for insider trading, you know what you have to do. The SEBI has been trying to nab him for years. I am sure I will get a very generous reward either way.”I stared at the desk, sighed and nodded.”Consider this my resignation from the company. You will get an email about the next steps.”I stood outside the door of room 304 for a fool two minutes before I knocked on it. It opened, but only a a little crack.”Give me your bag.” Goyal’s voice said.”What kind of a shady hotel….””GIVE IT TO ME!”I turned over my handbag to him. The door closed. It opened a minute later.”Frisk her. But outside.””What?” I asked as a big burly brute almost seven feet tall stepped out from behind Goyal. He was taller than even the bouncer outside. “What the hell, Goyal?””I need to make sure you don’t have any weapons.”The brute ran his hands all over my body. But didn’t cop a feel. Even when he ran his hands up the inside of my thigh and checked my crotch over the fabric of my jeans, there was a strictly professional air to it. “She’s clean.” he said after frisking me “Okay. Stand guard outside. One hand on your gun.”That’s when I noticed that the brute had a gun holstered on his waist. Goyal beckoned me in. I took a deep breath and followed him.”This whole cloak and dagger routine is unnecessary.” I said as I examined the room. It was a lot nicer than I had expected, given how shady the rest of the place was.”Yeah right! Goyal walked to the window, pushed the curtain aside and examined the street outside. “For all I know, your father has already hired multiple hitmen.””You watch too many movies!” I said, taking a slip of paper out of my handbag. I also felt relieved that I had resisted the urge to take my gun along. It would’ve made for an even more unpleasant situation.Goyal looked at me and smiled. He was wearing a white bathrobe that displayed the thick gray hair on his chest. And the thick hair on his legs. I had to fight off an urge to vomit as I contemplate what lay ahead.”Either you’re being willfully ignorant or you don’t know what your father has done in the past to some of his enemies. But I know. I quite literally know where the skeletons are buried.”I ignored the implication and handed him the paper. He looked at it. Then he took out a cellphone.”Have a seat, madam.” I sat on a swivel chair next to a desk as he called the bank in Switzerland and confirmed the details. Then he told them the details of a different account to transfer the money to. He then called the other bank. But before speaking to them, he said”Sorry madam, I am going to have to go into the bathroom. Can’t have you overhearing all the account numbers and passwords. Your memory is legendary.”I shrugged. When he was inside the bathroom, I took the scarf and the sunglasses off. I checked inside my handbag and made sure the condoms were there. The minutes crawled by. I just sat in the chair, repeating to myself that all this was necessary to save my father. To save the company. To save the family. “You look gorgeous as always, madam.” Goyal stepped out of the bathroom. “But I wish you had dressed up a bit.”I was wearing mommy jeans and a plain black button down shirt.”What the fuck do you think this is? A date?” Goyal smiled and approached me. I shivered with disgust as he put a hand on my cheeks.”So soft!”He bent down and kissed me. The stench of tobacco filled my nostrils. I was passive in the kiss as his tongue poked inside my mouth for a minute or so and deposited a few ounces of his spit inside.He then got on his knees next to the swivel chair. His grubby hairy fingers reached for my neck and started unbuttoning my shirt. My white bra slowly came into view as each button gave way. He left the bottom two buttons alone and put his hands on my boobs.”I can’t tell you how many times I have jacked off imagining how these tits must look. Especially when you show a hint of cleavage.”I sat passively, my arms hanging on the side as he put his face in my cleavage and shook it sideways. His bald head rubbed against my chin.”I have always wondered if your nipples are pink or brown. My bet is on pink.”He shoved his fingers inside my bra and scooped my boobs out.”I knew it!”He stuck his tongue out of his mouth, looked into my eyes and wagged it sideways suggestively with a wink. I looked away. A second later, I felt the tip of his tongue flick my left nipple. I shivered. I had always been sensitive to the touch of a tongue on my nipples. And even this disgusting tongue attached to this revolting face drew a response. I hated myself. His tongue then move to the right nipple. He also bit it gently. I was staring at the wall, wondering when all this would be over.”I still remember the first time I noticed your big tits. Around ten years ago when you came for the company picnic. You were on vacation from your college in America. And bahis firmaları you were dressed in a tank top. It was the first time I had seen you since you were in your mid-teens. You really filled out late, didn’t you?”I didn’t say anything.”Actually, some of us in the company speculated if you had gotten a boob job in America. After all, your mom doesn’t have big boobs. But now that I can touch them and see them up close…..and bite them…””Ouch!””They are clearly 100% natural. I envy your husband.””I could do without the commentary, Goyal.” I said. “Especially if it is going to involve my mom and my husband.””Your mom is a pretty lady too.” Goyal ignored my request almost pointedly. “I’ve jacked off to her image for decades. But you……there’s something just dick-shakingly delicious about you.”For the next few minutes, Goyal’s fingers, tongue, and teeth played with my tits. He eventually unbuttoned the shirt completely and took it off, leaving me with my tits hanging out of my bra. “Get up!” he grabbed my left arm and pulled me out of the chair.He then took off his robe. Underneath it, he was wearing only a pair of blue boxers which had a tent forming in them. There was a thick mat of gray and black hair all over his torso. His paunch looked a little less massive than usual when it was straining against his shirt.He pulled me into an embrace. His bald head rubbed against my lips. I was about 6 inches taller than him. As he hugged me tight, he ran his rough hands all over my back and bit my shoulder and kissed my neck. His erection rubbed against my thigh. It didn’t seem too big. His fingers struggled with the hooks of my bra for about 30 seconds before he took it off. I moved my arms only to allow him to take the bra off. Other than that, my arms were hanging by my side. I wasn’t going to move a muscle to make a participatory gesture. I wasn’t going to resist him. I couldn’t. But if he expected me to enthusiastically participate in this travesty as if he was my lover, he had another thing coming. “They should put velcro on bras.” he took a break between making out with me to editorialize.Holding me in his embrace, rubbing his chest against my boobs and grinding his erection against my thighs, he started slowly moving me to the bed. He slipped his fingers down my jeans and his nails scratched my ass. His fingers poked into and traced the length of my ass crack making me feel even more violated. I hated it when someone did that. He eventually pushed me, making me fall on the bed sideways. Instantly, he jumped on the bed like an orangutan in heat. He straddled my chest until his crotch was a few inches in front of my face. And then he slid his shorts down, revealing an erect dick about 5 inches long surrounded by a thick bush of salt and pepper pubic hair. His dick slapped against my chin.”Well?” he said.”What?” I grimaced.”Suck it!””No fucking way!””Come on, madam! Don’t make me remind you what’s at stake here. Do you want your father to spend his remaining years in jail?”He stared into my eyes. I stared back. He had a point. But I felt like I needed to draw a line somewhere.”Listen, Goyal. The deal was, you get to have sex with me. And I am here. I am not obligated to pleasure you in every way you want.””You are not in a position to dictate terms!””Do whatever you want. I am not putting THAT in my mouth.”Honestly, it was a bluff. If he had pressed the issue, I would have had no choice. He stared at me for a few seconds. Then he smiled. “You are eager to get straight to the fucking.””That’s not true.”He unbuttoned my jeans. Then he dug his fingers into the waistband of my jeans and panties and pulled them off. Leaving me completely naked. I instinctively closed my legs. He put his hands on my knees and pried them apart.”Oh wow! What a beautiful pussy!”He put his right hand on my pussy mound and played with the hair. I had shaved down there a week ago so my pubic hair were short. He pinched my labia, poked around, and felt the opening.”Dry!” he noted with disappointment.I looked at at ugly sight of his balding face and his hairy paunch between my legs. And I looked away. Of course I was dry. I expected him to stick his dick inside me anyway. It was a lot smaller and thinner than my husband’s so I did not anticipate much discomfort. Instead he let go of my knees, put his elbows on the bed under my thighs and lowered his head.”Nooo! No!” I tried to push his head away. But he grabbed my naked waist and ignored my flailing.I shuddered as his tongue found my clit instantly.A pulse of pleasure surged up my spine, making me convulse as Goyal’s thick raspy tongue started flicking my clit around.”Goyal!!” I said, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. “What the fuck are you doing?”I tried to sit up and push him away. But his tongue play made me stretch backwards.”FUCK!!!” I closed my eyes and screamed. It had been over a year since my husband went down on me. And even when he did, he wasn’t really great at it. He gave me cunnilingus almost as an obligation, not as something he enjoyed. He was a big handsome guy with a big thick dick. A stud in every way imaginable. And studs never really had to work extra hard at such things. So the oral play I got from my husband usually consisted of him gently and lovingly running his tongue all around my labia without making any effort to stick to THE spot. He’d put in about five minutes of that and then I’d ask him to enter me. Of course, even that hadn’t happened in a while.Goyal on the other hand, seemed an expert at pleasing a woman with his tongue. And fingers too. A minute or so after he started playing with my clit, he slowly poked a finger at my cunt. He noticed, as did I, that it wasn’t as dry anymore. I wasn’t totally wet, but there certainly was moistness. I winced as he inserted a centimeter of his finger inside my cunt.”You have a tasty pussy, madam. I could go down on it all day.”By now I had given up trying to push him away. I put my hands in my hair, closed my eyes, and tried to imagine that it was my husband between my legs. But I couldn’t shake the reality. The reality that here I was, naked with my legs spread on the bed of a trashy hotel. And between my legs was a fat slob who used to be an accountant in my father’s company. A man who had seen me grow up. A man whose leery eyes always bothered me, but whose tongue I never in my wildest dreams imagine would feel so good on my clit.Goyal was now working my clit with his tongue even faster. I could sense that he was tracing the alphabet. By the time he reached T, I was close to an orgasm. By now, his entire finger was able to penetrate my cunt. I was waiting for release when suddenly, he raised his head. I groaned in disappointment, opened my eyes and saw that he was back on his knees between my legs. He slid his knees forward and parted my thighs. Soon his dick was positioned against my cunt. “Look at me!” Goyal commanded.I looked into his eyes. There was an angry lust in them. I felt ashamed. I felt defeated. Here I was, fully nude and my legs parted as this disgusting git’s dick head was brushing against my cunt. And my sex-starved body, despite my reluctance, seemed to be waiting for it.”Say it!” he said.”Huh?” “Ask me to fuck you.”This random demand out of the blue made all the arousal flow out of me.”Go fuck yourself, Goyal!” I said and spat at him. The spit only landed on his belly and made a few of his torso hair wet. He looked at the spit and then looked at me. He pushed my thighs towards my stomach and thrust his hips forward. His dick started invading my pussy.”AAAHHHHHHHRRRHHH!”That was Goyal. He made an a****listic guttural sound as his modest dick slipped inside me. I didn’t utter a sound, although I did reflexively inhale. His dick was completely inside me. His balls rested against my ass. His paunch rested on my stomach. And then he let go of my thighs and put his elbows next to my shoulders. His upper body descended until his face was right in front of mine. His man boobs rubbed against my big tits. With his right hand, he grabbed my hair. With his left hand, he grabbed my right wrist and pinned it against the bed. And he started fucking me in rapid strokes.Goyal’s tobacco breath filled my senses again as his dick kept going in and out of my cunt. Our torsos rubbed against each other. I wasn’t feeling pleasure…..or indeed much of anything. I kept my eyes closed for a while. Then I started looking around the room letting my mind wander. Goyal slipped his hands under my shoulder blades and pulled me up slightly.”Having fun, madam?”I shook my head. He did not seem to like my response. He started fucking me even harder and the sound of our thighs slapping filled the room. At this tempo, my body finally started taking note of his assault. but only slightly. I looked at the TV. It was off. I wish he had kept it on so I had something to distract me. Then my eye fell on my handbag.”Shit!!!” I said. “Goyal, wait!””I’m…not…..in……a…..mood….to….” he said breathlessly as his dick kept hammering my cunt. The copious fat on his arms and shoulders and chest jiggled. From the position he was holding me in, I could look down and see his hairy ass also jiggling.”Please Goyal…..condom!!! I forgot to..”I started to fight him off. With my legs, I tried to push his hips away. But he was in the zone. He moved his hands to my waist and kept be attached to him. His hips bucked even faster. His belly pressed into mine. And then he bit my shoulder really hard.”AAAAAAAAAAAHHH…..” I screamed….from the pain of his bite.”URRHHHHHHHH” he screamed from pleasure.And I felt it. A warm sticky stream filling up my insides. His thighs kept slapping against mine as he pumped me full of his semen. “You motherfucker!!!” I tried to push him as he kept going.”URXXXXGHH” he screamed out as he deposited the last few drops of his juice inside me.And then he collapsed on top of me. My ribs creaked as his fat hulk landed on them. “Get off me!” I said, my lungs under duress.Goyal lazily rolled off my body. I immediately got up and ran to the bathroom. Goyal’s disgusting cum was streaking down the inside of my thigh as I stood in front of the faucet. I scooped out as much of the sticky goo as I could from my cunt and threw it in the bathroom sink. I sprayed water down there using the hand-held shower head. Even as I was doing it, my brain kept telling me – this is pointless. whatever damage could be done has been done. Just get a test tomorrow. The point was medically and scientifically correct. But still I kept cleaning myself. I think it was more psychological than medical.Before I walked out the bathroom, I picked up a robe hanging there and tied it around me. When I stepped out, Goyal was sitting on the bed with a bottle of scotch in his hand. “You son of a bitch!””Hey, it’s not entirely my fault! You forgot about the condom too.” he said, pouring the drink in two glasses. “But I told you to stop.””Your timing could not have been worse.” he smiled and took a sip from a glass. He offered me the other one. I shook my head.”You’re kaçak iddaa just an asshole. A total and complete asshole.” I started gathering my clothes from the bed.”What do you think you’re doing?” Goyal asked me.”Getting dressed.””Why? That robe highlights your ass nicely. And does a good job of your cleavage too.””I’m leaving.””No you’re not!” he said in a stern voice.My shoulders slumped and I turned around to face him.”Please, just let me go. You wanted to fuck me. You fucked me.”Goyal got up and came close to me. He slipped a hand inside my robe and grabbed my left breast.”For someone with a perfect memory, you aren’t remembering things right. I said I wanted you to spend a night with me. And the night has just begun.”I stood there, using all my willpower to make sure tears didn’t spring to my eyes. I always considered tears a sign of weakness. And I did NOT want to cry in front of this cretin. “Remember….I still have the video….and your dad will…””Yeah yeah, fine.” I sat on the bed, defeated. “How long are you going to hold this over my head?Am I supposed to be your mistress from now on?””Ahhh….if only! That would be a dream come true. You warming my bed every night.” he came over and opened my robe. “Fucking you morning, noon, and night.” he started running his hands up and down my thighs. “Looking into those pretty gray eyes….biting those full luscious lips….all along knowing that I am fucking a woman who also has the biggest brains of anyone I know….but alas, that cannot happen.”I looked at him.”I want to live. Live long enough to enjoy all the money you have generously given me. I don’t want to constantly look over my shoulders. If I stay here, even if I am able to keep fucking you every night, you or your dad will have me killed. Don’t give me that look. You know I’m right.””I should’ve killed you the moment you came to me last week.” I muttered.”Hahaha, you do take after your dad.” Goyal patted my pussy. “Well, you didn’t. And here you are. But I don’t want to push my luck. So….I have a flight late in the morning. I will be on that flight. And you will never hear from me ever again.””Where are you going?” I said, trying to sound nonchalant.”Nice try. I don’t want your hitmen following me around the globe. And don’t try to bribe your customs stooges. I have a new passport, a new identity.””I don’t give a shit.””Maybe not. But anyway, I expect you to be my plaything until I leave. That’s just one night. And then you’re free to go your way.”Goyal made me turn on my side so my ass was visible to him. He lay down behind me, one hand holding the scotch, the other hand fondling my ass. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was somewhere else.”I really am sorry about the condom.” Goyal said as he lightly spanked my naked ass. “I got caught up in the moment.””Whatever.””Also I just assumed you’re on the pill. Aren’t you?””No.””Your handsome husband wears a condom every time you fuck?””I am not discussing my husband with you.””You’re worried that I might have made you pregnant?” Goyal pulled me to face him. There was an almost gleeful look in his eyes.”I am not.” I honestly answered.”So what’s with the condom obsession?””Diseases…”He looked offended. Took his hands off my ass and stood up to get a refill of scotch.”Diseases? What kind of a man do you think I am, madam? You think I go to brothels? Or does your elitist mind assume that just because I look the way I do, I am by default dirty, carrying germs?””I don’t care.” A look of anger flashed through his eyes. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the floor between his legs.”You think my dick is so dirty, you snooty bitch? Now you get to clean it. Open your mouth!”I shook my head and tried to pry his grip from my hair.”I am serious, madam. I gave you a reprieve earlier because we were just getting started. But you are going to suck my dick!””NO!” My struggle knocked the glass of scotch from his other hand and the drink spilled all over the floor. I got up from the floor, closed my robe, and took a step back, expecting him to lunge at me again. Instead he just sat back and wiped the drops of scotch from his body. “I was hoping not to keep reminding you of this. It gets tedious.” He reached for his phone.”I have a message composed and ready. All I have to do is hit send and the video goes to SEBI, Economic Times, CNBC, NDTV Profit…..and pretty much every business media outlet in the country.”A few seconds later, I was on the floor between his legs. He offered me scotch again. This time I took it. I chugged down about two pegs to steel myself for the ignominy that lay ahead.He leaned back with his hands on the bed. I sat on the floor on folded knees, my robe soaking up some of the scotch I had spilled earlier. His dick was semi-erect just at the sight of having me between his legs. I just sat there motionless for a few seconds. So Goyal leaned forward, grabbed my head and pulled it forward.”Open.” he commanded.I opened my mouth but closed my eyes. And fought back the urge to heave as his smelly dick hit my lips, then my teeth, and then rested on my tongue inside my mouth.Goyal’s dick sat lazily inside my mouth. I kept my mouth partially open, doing my best to not start crying or to start puking. The dick tasted bitter and musky. A mix of his leftover urine, his ejaculate, and I suppose my own juices. Plus my mouth also had the aftertaste of the scotch I had chugged down. For a couple of seconds, I opened my eyes. His hairy paunch loomed above me, There was a lot of lint in his belly button. His pubic hair was brushing against my cheeks. I closed my eyes again. Kept my hands on my lap.Then I felt his hands increase the pressure on my head. He started moving my head back and forth. I did nothing with my tongue or lips, but the warmth of my mouth started coaxing his dick towards an erection. Saliva streamed down the side of my mouth as his dick got almost fully hard and started scr****g against my teeth. I opened my mouth wider. He didn’t like that. With one hand he forced my jaw closed. “Press your lips around my dick!” I did as I was told. My lips were wrapped around his dick. And my tongue started moving around. I wasn’t consciously deciding to do it. But once his dick had spent some time in my mouth, my natural blowjob technique started kicking in. His hands were still moving my head back and forth. A teardrop finally slipped out of my right eye and streamed down my cheek, making me feel enraged. My frustration expressed itself my my mouth closing harder around his dick.”MMMMMMMM!”He liked it. His dick throbbed, down fully erect, as it was snugly ensconced in my mouth, and my head was being moved back and forth. Soon, Goyal started reducing the pressure on my head. But the inertia kept my head moving back and forth. And soon I realized that I was the one moving my head. Voluntarily. His hands were just playing with my hair. Oh my god! I was voluntarily giving this man a blowjob!Goyal slipped his right hand down and parted the front of my robe.He grabbed my left breast and started massaging it. Then his other hand moved to my other breast. And his hands started mauling my tits. To readjust my balance, I moved my hands to his thighs. From there, I had no idea when my right hand moved to his hairy balls. He moaned in delight as I massaged his balls even as my mouth kept pleasuring his dick. My mind, which had gone completely blank, suddenly embarked on a journey of introspection. I was a rich, smart, educated, well-regarded business woman from a well known family. My net worth was more than I could spend in a thousand years. A week ago, I was flying high, having personally brokered a deal that would take our company to heights never seen before. I had the world ahead of me. And instead, here I was, getting my boobs felt up as I gave a blowjob to a disgusting old man who was my dad’s lowly underling. How could this be happening?Maybe because you have been craving something like this, another part of me answered. “Okay okay…..OKAY!” Goyal said in a high pitched voice.He pushed my head away and his dick popped out of my mouth. I spat away a couple of his pubic hair and looked at him. In my mouth, I had felt his dick start that final journey. When I start giving a blowjob in the earnest, few men can last too long. Goyal was no exception. In fact, parallel to my introspection, I had been hoping that my sucking his dick would make him cum. So I would be spared another actual fucking. At least for a while. But no such luck.Goyal pushed the robe off my shoulders and it fell to the floor around my butt. He then put his feet on the bed and slid back. As he did so, I got a most disgusting view of his balls dangling over his flabby, hairy, dimpled inner thighs. He put his head on a pillow, and then straightened his legs in a V formation. He was lying absolutely flat, with only his hard 5 incher pointing upwards and the mountain of his enormous belly jiggling ever so gradually.He gestured with his fingers for me to join him on the bed. I threw my robe aside and got on the bed on my knees, again fully naked. It struck me how normal that seemed now. Being completely naked in front of this dirty old man. A week ago, he only fantasize about how I looked. Now he was getting to see my tits jiggle, my ass convulse, and my neck sweat from close quarters.”What?” I asked him.”On top!””Excuse me?””Get on top and put my dick inside your cunt, madam.””You expect me to ride you?” I snorted derisively despite the situation. “I think you might be watching too much porn.””Are you telling me you never ride your husband?””I do…..but he’s my husband. You’re a sleazy blackmailer. You want to fuck me? Do the work yourself!” I said and plonked myself on my ass on the bed.Goyal got up. He put his hands under my shoulder and entered me easily. I was somehow still wet down there. He fucked me lie before for a few seconds. Then he moved his hands lower until they were wrapped around my lower back. And then he rolled over.The sneaky motherfucker! He got me on top anyway! He held my body pinned to his, my boobs feeling every single one of his raspy chest hair, as he continued fucking me by thrusting his hips upwards. In line with my policy of non-cooperation, I just lay on top of him, letting him do all the work. But a couple of minutes later, my body started responding. Maybe it was the angle. But I was actually liking how his dick was feeling inside me.Goyal moved his hands to my ass, grabbed it, and started thrusting his dick upwards into my cunt. My hips, as if on autopilot, started moving back and forth as they usually did when I rode a man. My head was resting on his shoulder, my boobs pressed against his chest, as our fucking continued at gentle pace for a couple of minutes. His vertical motion combined with the horizontal motion of my hips was producing a trajectory for his dick that felt really nice inside my cunt. It had been a while since I had been fucked. And my body started relishing the experience.A few minutes later, I realized that Goyal had stopped kaçak bahis his upward thrusts completely. In fact he was completely motionless except for his hands which kept massaging my ass and his lips that kept planting gentle kisses on my cheeks and my head. I realized that I was the one doing all the work. It was my hips that were now moving horizontally as well as vertically. And I was the one controlling the tempo of the fucking. It was my vaginal muscles that were contracted in longing, enveloping his dick. “Wow madam, this is amazing. You are very talented.” “Shut up!” I angrily said. I was not entirely happy that this cretin was the source of the pleasure my body was feeling.Goyal obediently stayed silent, letting out occasional groans as I continued fucking him on top. He moved his hands to my shoulders and pushed me upwards so my tits were only partially resting on his hairy chest. His hands then moved to my boobs and his fingers started playing with my sensitive nipples. That only added to the pleasure. I put my hands under his armpits and stepped up the pace of the fucking. I looked into his eyes and at his ugly face as I realized that an orgasm was within my reach. Whenever I was on top, I knew exactly how to reach it. I had not even thought about doing it with this disgusting old fart. But by now, my body was too committed to the notion to not go through with it.I closed my eyes to get his sick face out of my sight and increased the tempo a bit more. My crotch was grinding into his and my thighs were feeling warm from the friction as I went through the necessary motions. Usually, with my husband or my ex-boyfriends, I would have cu a lot sooner. But Goyal’s dick was comparatively smaller, so I had to adjust my technique accordingly.Whatever I was doing was also making him very happy. I could feel that his dick inside me was rock hard, harder than it had been all night. It felt like a small but sturdy piece of wood inside me as the motion of my hips made it touch all the right spots inside me at all the correct angles. I was thinking of only one thing. The orgasm which should be here in a minute or two.”Madam!” Goyal throatily said.”I told you to shut up!” I hoarsely said as I moved my hands to his shoulders and thrust my hips even harder against his crotch.”But madam…””SHUT UP!!!””…the condom…”SHIT! I instantly stopped moving.I opened my eyes and looked into his. His face wore a sincere look even as his hands grabbed on to my tits.”The condom you….””FUCK!” I jumped off his body, making his dick slide out. I walked to the edge of the bed on my knees, got off it, and sprinted to my purse. I bent down hunt for the condoms in there and took one out, partly mindful of the fact that I must have given Goyal quite a view at my ass and pussy in that posture. I scurried back to the bed with the plastic square in my hand. As I put one knee on the bed, I ripped the packet open with my teeth. Goyal was smiling, presumably amused at the purposeful urgency with which I had been moving. As I slipped the condom on his dick, my eyes fell on his huge hairy belly and once again, a part of me chastised itself for being in this situation. But that was a very small part of me. Most of me wanted to get back to the fucking which had been strangely enjoyable. Within seconds, I was on top of him and his dick was inside me, this time a condom separating us. I noted how weird it felt. It had literally been years since I had used a condom during sex.Starting to ride him again, I recognized that the orgasm wasn’t as near as it was a few moments ago. I would have to build up to that place again. And maybe change my technique slightly. I pressed my thighs against his sides and my vaginal muscles gripped his dick even harder. I sat up absolutely straight and started playing with my boobs and nipples myself. If I wanted to get to the promised land, I couldn’t afford to let his amateurish fat fingers muddle their way around them. His hands, having nothing to do, found their way to my waist which they gripped as it rose and fell rapidly.The next day, I wondered about this portion of the night. I wondered what had suddenly turned me from a reluctant blackmailed woman doing the bare minimum for the sake of her family to an earnest enthusiastic participant. Part of the reason was of course that I hadn’t had sex in a while because of the problems my husband and I were having. So when my body got a taste of what it had been missing, my primal instincts took over. But I decided that there was more to it. It was just part of my mental make-up which made up my overall personality. Once I decide to do something, once I commit to it, I give it my all. It’s not really a matter of choice. Call it being ultra competitive or goal oriented or a type A personality. And be it a tennis match or a poker game or a college degree or a business project or a marriage or even this sleazy deal. So it was inevitable that sooner rather than later, I would be an equal partner in this. It was almost as if I felt I owed it to sex. But back to the moment. Once the condom was on and I was set on my goal, I threw caution to the winds. I had not made a peep that night until then by the way of moans or sighs because I didn’t want to give my blackmailer the satisfaction. But now, all bets were off. I made my usual noises. The moans, the groans, the curse words, the sighs, the throwing back of the neck, the motions with the hands….the whole nine yards. “YES!! FUCK YEAH!!! DRILL ME HARD LIKE THAT!!!”I heard myself screaming as Goyal, clearly turned on by my transformation, started thrusting his dick upwards into my cunt. Combined with my motions, it created a delightful effect.Just how much I had committed myself to this act of depravity showed itself next in two ways.One, I would occasionally bend down, rub his chest hair, lick his chest hair and (ugh….in hindsight) kiss his passionately on the lips like with my husband. Two, I said nothing when he moved one hand from my waist to my ass and then to my ass crack and then to my asshole and pressed it tentatively. Or rather, I just made a grunting sound of pleasure. And I grunted some more when he inserted his index finger into my ass half an inch just as the finish line of my orgasm was in sight.The next minute or so was packed with activity and different sounds. Me grinding my hips into the final sequence of motions with his finger still in my ass. My mouth screaming obscenities and uttering sounds that can’t be spelled. Me biting his shoulder hard as my orgasm hit. Him inserting another inch of his finger in my ass as his left hand grabbed my right ass cheek and he started cumming. His own awkward throaty grunts as he had, what I can only presume, the best orgasm of his life. The 8-9 seconds when we were both cumming together, our limbs and torsos thrashing against each other. And then the final sighs from both of us when it was all over.I rolled off Goyal’s flabby body, breathless and naked, the dying embers of a fire in my loins. As my breath and my endorphin levels returned to normal, there was a surge of guilt and shame. I fought it off. Goyal was still wheezing loudly. I couldn’t bear to look at him. I slid off the bed, picked up the robe, and went to the bathroom. I didn’t need to pee or anything. I just needed some time alone. Once I was done cleaning up the sweat and the residual body fluids, I walked out. Fortunately, Goyal was not naked anymore. He was dressed in his robe again and was holding two glasses of scotch in his hand as he leaned against some pillows on the headboard. I took one glass and sat on the edge of the bed, a couple of feet away from him.”Madam, that was…..””Please don’t!” I looked in his eyes and begged.He smiled and nodded. We sipped the scotch in silence for a couple of minutes.”There’s some trouble between you and your husband isn’t there?””Goyal, I told you I don’t want to talk to you about my husband.””Madam, please! I am just asking out of concern and curiosity.””Shove it up your ass.”He just smiled sadly and took a couple more sips.”Madam, I am serious. I am just talking. There have been enough signs.””Signs?” I asked.”He hasn’t been around as much. Even at parties and press conferences. And when he is around……it’s clear that you two are not the lovey dovey couple you used to be.”I chugged the remaining drink and poured myself a new one.”Why do you care, Goyal?””Because you two…..you two are so perfect. If you can’t work it out….””Who said we can’t work it out?””So there is some trouble.”He’d got me.”It’s….it’s complicated. I really REALLY don’t want to talk about it. Especially since….” and I poured extra scorn into the next part “you might just blackmail me over it.”Goyal’s face went dark. And sad.”Madam, I know you think I am a monster. And maybe I am. But given the opportunity I got……can you really blame me?””You really want to know my opinion?””Yes.””I don’t blame you for extorting cash out of me. My dad has done some stupid and downright wrong things in the past and it was only a matter of time before we had to pay more people off for this.””So then?””Well, this….my being here…..this is a really sleazy crappy shit move on your part. Preying on a daughter’s love for her father to…..”I couldn’t say anything else. Goyal looked genuinely conflicted too. He sipped on his drink for a while before speaking again.”You don’t get it madam. You just don’t.””What don’t I get?””That tonight was about more than just me getting my rocks off. I mean of course, I am having the best fucking night of my life. But it is so much more. The sort of woman you are. The sort of man I am. What I did…..even if no one finds out about it….and no one will I promise…..it was about more than just me.””I don’t get it.” I really didn’t.”You won’t.”We sat and finished a couple more drinks in silence. I was expecting Goyal to leap at me any minute for another round. But he didn’t. After the bottle of scotch was emptied, he got up and went to the bathroom. He came out a few minutes later.”Please stand up and take your robe off.” he said.I did and stood naked in front of him.”Please turn around……now please walk to the table and put your hands on it and bend over.”I did as I was told, expecting that he’d come and take me from behind right away. When he didn’t approach me, I looked back to make sure he wasn’t taking a picture or something. He was just standing there, a tent in his bathrobe. “Now if you don’t mind, stay bent over, and with your hands, please part your ass cheeks.”I blushed as I gave him the most intimate look a woman can give anyone. He walked until he was a couple of feet away from me and stared for a minute or so. “Now please get down on the floor on all fours…..yes….like that…..umm…..”I stayed on all four for a couple of minutes until I finally felt him move behind me. He took off his robe and got on his knees. He put one thumb each on my ass cheeks, grabbed my buttons with the remaining fingers and pulled me back. He then let go of my left ass cheek and with his left hand grabbed his dick.And positioned it against my asshole. I shuddered.”Madam….this is the last thing, I promise. After this, we are done.”And I felt the head of his modest dick thrust into my asshole.

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Melanie Loves Her DadFrom the time Melanie was small, she loved to sit on her parent’s laps and cuddle from time to time. By the time she was e****n her mother said, “Melanie honey, you’re getting kind of big for my lap. How about you just sit on Dad’s lap from now on?”So from then on, occasionally when they watched television in the evenings, she cuddled on her Dad’s lap.It was also when she was e****n that she discovered masturbation. And loved it.When she was t****e the thought occurred to her that maybe she liked it too much and was doing it too often. Her mother had told her that any time she had any questions about sex, to come and ask. So she did.”Mom, how much sex is too much?””Too much? What do you mean, too much?””Well….can people do it so much that….that it’s bad for them?””No Melanie, people have sex as much as they want. If they want a lot, they have a lot. If they don’t want much, they don’t have much. It’s different for everybody depending on what their body desires. You masturbate don’t you? How often do you do that?”Melanie turned red. “E-every second day…or so” she said in a small voice.”Do you orgasm every time?”Melanie turned redder. “Yeah””So if you orgasm every time it would seem you’re doing it just the amount that your body desires. For you that’s not too little and it’s not too much, it’s just right. If you wanted more you could do more and then that would be just right.””OK” She paused, and then “Do other people do it less than me?””Some do, everybody’s different. For example I’d be satisfied with sex just once a week. But your Dad would like it three times a week, so I do it more than I need and I enjoy it just the same.”So Melanie was relieved and happy that it was all well and good to masturbate to her heart’s content.When she was th****n she went to her mother with another concern.”Mom, some of the girls say when you have sex with a guy, he orgasms every time but the girl doesn’t. Is that true?””In some cases, maybe even a lot of cases yes, that’s true.”It’s not fair” said Melanie. “When I do it to myself I can cum every time but when I finally get to do it with a boy I won’t? When I masturbate I’m always thinking about doing it with a boy and it’s great, but when I do it for real with a boy it won’t be?”Maybe, maybe not. It depends on the boy or man. Many boys, maybe most of them are so turned on and excited when they first start having sex that they have no control. But there are others who are more concerned about the girl’s orgasm than their own. Your father makes sure I orgasm every time before he does. Maybe you’ll be lucky and find someone like him.The next time she sat on her Dad’s lap she became aware of him as a man, not just her Dad. Her mother had basically told her that he was a good sexual partner. She had never thought of him that way before, even though she knew her parents did it. Now, sitting on his lap with his arms around her waist caressing her with small movement, she was very aware of him as a masculine sexual being. She didn’t know if that was a good or bad awareness, but she did know that this was one sexual question she would definitely not ask her mother about.From then on, her masturbation wasn’t as satisfying as before. It felt just as good to do, and her orgasms were just as pleasurable, but afterward she felt somewhat let down. She always masturbated to the fantasy of having sex with one of the better looking boys from school, but after cumming as she came down from her orgasmic high, the thought always occurred to her now that he probably wouldn’t be able to bring her to orgasm for real, and it was disappointing.Then one evening as she lay in bed with her fingers bringing pleasure to her pussy, as she approached orgasm she realized the person in her fantasy was her Dad. “No!” she thought and switched back to the boy she had been fantasizing about, but suddenly as her orgasm pulsed through her clit, it was Dad again. And this time as she came down from the high, there was no disappointment, because she knew he would have made sure she came.Thereafter, while she continued to masturbate to fantasies of the boys at school, they were displaced more and more by fantasy Dad. By the time she was fo*****n her Dad was the fantasy for almost all orgasms.One evening as she cuddled on her father’s lap, she realized that his hands caressing her waist were mere inches from her breasts, and even closer to her vulva. She felt the movement of his hands and transposed that feeling to her breasts and vulva. It took little imagination. And then she realized that her vulva was probably within one inch of his penis, separated only by a few layers of cloth. Her imagination working overtime, she started to become aroused. Her breathing got deeper and faster and she felt herself getting wet. This was the first time that it occurred to her that her father could actually have intercourse with her for real. By the time she went to bed she was far hornier that she had ever been before. She stripped off her clothes as fast as she could, turned out the light and threw herself on the bed, her hands going to work on her pussy immediately. Within 5 seconds she experienced the strongest orgasm she’d ever had. Lying there panting with her hands still on her pussy, she realized that she actually wanted her Dad to take her virginity. The realization stunned her a bit, but also exited her, and she began working her fingers in her pussy again and brought herself to a second orgasm.Now she viewed her father as an object of sexual desire. She wondered how she could get him to see her in the same way. Well, she would just have to make sure he could see her as sexually desirable. She thought going braless would be a good start, so she started taking it off as soon as she got home from school every day. On the weekends she didn’t bother putting one on when she got up in the morning. Only if she was going out somewhere – shopping with Mom, to the mall with friends – did she put one on, and then when she got home again she took it off.After a week her mother commented, wondering why she wasn’t wearing one. Melanie said, “I just like the feeling of being free, and it’s safe to do it here at home, I always wear it away from home.”After another week her father mentioned it to her mother. It took him a while to notice the first time because her breasts weren’t large and didn’t jiggle overmuch without the bra. Once he’d noticed, he found himself looking on subsequent days to see if she was still unconstrained, and she always was. He was a little concerned that he found it enjoyable to see. After all, he felt it was his duty to protect his daughter from males. “What’s with Melanie going braless?” he asked. “Oh don’t worry about that” said her mother, “she just likes the feeling of being unconstrained. She never goes without it anywhere but here. At home she feels safe and secure enough to cut loose.” Jim was reassured, but still not quite comfortable with the idea of enjoying the sight.As the months passed without her father making a move, she wondered what more she could do. Then it was summer and she was braless almost constantly. She was almost certain he noticed, how could he not? But she never caught him staring.Every summer, her parents rented a cabin on a lake for a three day weekend in August. This might be an opportunity, she thought. So for the whole time they spent there, she was almost always dressed only in her bathing suit. Although it was a two-piece it wasn’t a bikini (to her disappointment) it was a bit small on her and still showed off her body well. After months of seeing her braless, her father was primed to ogle her body and he certainly did notice and appreciate it, though he never let on. She also noticed his body when he was in swim trunks. He wasn’t overly muscular and he wasn’t ripped but he was in shape. She liked what she saw. Then to her disappointment, the weekend was over and he’d made no move.Back at home life continued as before, and she began wearing clothes as revealing as she could. She would wear blouses with some buttons undone and then find excuses to bend over in front of him, giving him a view down her front. She wore T-shirts that clung to the contours of her braless breasts. She would occasionally stretch sinuously in front of himJim certainly appreciated the show but as a father, restrained himself. One day as she sat on his lap while they watched TV, his eyes dropped down to her breasts clearly outlined in the fabric of the T-shirt she wore. This time it was him who realized his hands were mere inches from them, and he wanted so desperately to slide them up and caress those boobs that were so near and yet so far. Along with that came the idea of slipping a hand inside her pants and caressing her pussy. He felt himself getting hard – thankfully it was constrained by his clothing. That night he tried to relieve the frustration by having great sex with his wife, and although it was good, afterward he didn’t feel completely satisfied.The newfound awareness that he desired his daughter repulsed him and attracted him at the same time. It was a desire he dared not act on. A father was not supposed to feel that way about his daughter, and besides, she probably was innocently unaware of what she was doing and the effect it was having on him. So he continued to act as though he noticed nothing, and she continued to act in ways to make him notice.And so another year passed, and it was August again. As they prepared for their annual three day cabin rental, Melanie informed her mother that she needed a new bathing suit, so they went shopping.The day came when they arrived at the lake and got settled in. This year their cabin included an outdoor hot tub jacuzzi on the main floor deck. That would be nice in the cool of the evening, and they looked forward to it. But now in the heat of the afternoon they decided to go for a dip in the lake. They went to their rooms and changed into swimwear. Jim and Joanne were already in the water when Melanie came walking from the cabin. Jim thought his eyes would pop out.”My God Jo, she’s practically naked!” he exclaimed.”Calm down Jim” said Joanne, “that’s her special occasion bahis firmaları bikini, only to be worn when we’re with her. She has another more modest one for the rest of the time.””Why did you buy this for her?” he asked.”We’d already picked out the other one when she saw this and wanted it so bad. I gave in on the condition that I would keep it with me and only give it to her to wear when she’s with us..””Well I don’t approve” he said.Melanie was wearing a tiny red string bikini. The top consisted of two triangles that didn’t quite cover her breasts, he could see the swell of them on the outsides and insides. The bottom was a slightly larger triangle that Jim thought wasn’t big enough to cover her pubic hair, he assumed she’d shaved At least it wasn’t a thong, he discovered when she turned around as if modelling it for him, but the rear triangle only covered about half or her butt cheeks. Jim thought that if he hadn’t been in the cool water he would have gotten hard.After an afternoon of swimming and sun bathing, they started to prepare a barbecue meal. Jim and Joanne changed out of their swimwear but Melanie stayed in her bikini. Jim enjoyed the view while at the same time, being disturbed by her near-nudity After the meal they cleaned up and decided to take advantage of the hot tub. Jim and Joanne changed back into their wet swimwear and they all got in. Jim sipped on a scotch while Joanna nursed a glass of wine. Melanie asked for wine and they allowed her a glass. As the day darkened, they leaned back and watched the stars appearing in a clear, cloudless sky. Jim found himself sneaking looks at Melanie as much as he was looking at the stars. After half a day looking at her firm, nubile body, he was horny! After an hour sitting in the tub and sipping drinks while looking up at the stars and the occasional satellite passing by, they got out and towelled of, and headed for bed. As soon as Jim and Joanna got into bed and the lights out he was all over her body. After minimal foreplay he rolled on top of her and inserted his hard on. He felt harder than he had ever been since he was se******n and he drove it into her, slamming his pelvis against hers. It didn’t take too long with such aggressive intercourse and Joanna came hard, followed shortly by Jim’s orgasm deep in her vagina. Afterward as she snuggled up to him, Joanna said, “It felt like you were trying to pin me to the bed!””Yeah” said Jim, “I really needed that.”It didn’t occur to Joanna to wonder why.——————————————–The next morning Jim was both happy and disappointed to see his daughter was wearing jeans and a blouse, and that she also wore a bra. They were going to a nearby resort that had horses and trail rides, and she was dressed appropriately and modestly. After an enjoyable trail ride they had a leisurely lunch at the resort before returning to the cabin. Once again it was time for a swim, and once more Melanie donned her teensy bikini. The day clouded over but stayed fairly hot so when they’d had enough of the water, they could lie on the beach without fear of sunburn. That meant there was more time for Jim to ogle his daughter’s near naked body. The sex the previous night wasn’t enough to keep him from getting horny again.After the barbeque meal, they sat inside and watched a movie together. Jim watched his daughter just as much as he watched the screen. Just like the day before, she was still in her bikini. After the movie, they ended up in the hot tub with drinks again. The sky had cleared and the stars were sparkling in the sky. Joanna didn’t stay long in the jacuzzi. She finished one glass of wine and announced she was tired and was off to bed. Jim poured himself another splash of scotch and Melanie helped herself to a second glass of wine. They made small talk and watched for satellites passing overhead.Melanie was a bit frustrated. She knew the bikini had made the impact she wanted, but still her father made no move, even when they were alone together, the perfect opportunity. She couldn’t just throw herself at him, he might not respond the way she wanted, he might reject her and then she’d be in trouble. He had to show some sign, make some move that made it clear he was willing to be seduced. Well, there was one move she could make that would hand him the opportunity, a move that was a bit daring. She was nervous, her heart was pounding but she said, “I need to be cuddled” and she left her wine and got up and went over to Jim and sat on his lap, leaning back against him with her legs straddling his, just as if they’d been watching TV at home. Jim didn’t know what to do. His hands automatically went around her waist as always, but this time they encountered bare skin, a lot of bare skin. On top of that, her naked legs were against his, her naked back was against his naked front and he was looking down at her breasts disappearing into the little triangles of her swim suit. “She has to be doing this deliberately” he thought, but he couldn’t be sure. Suddenly he realized that his hands were caressing her waist as usual, but they were moving a lot more than they ever had before. Then Melanie abruptly raised her arms, her left arm going around her Dad’s head pulling it against hers, her right arm reaching behind her own head and clasping her fingers together.Jim realized that this gave him unimpeded access to her body, and he thought it must be deliberate. So he let his hands roam farther and farther in his caresses, going both higher and lower every pass until they came up her sides and touched and passed along the bottom of her bikini top. Then he slid them down her abdomen until they touched and passed along her bikini bottom. Melanie showed no sign of objection, so he carried on.Meanwhile, Melanie was thinking, “He’s doing it, he’s making a move.” but she did nothing because she wanted to be sure.Jim brought his hands up again, but this time when they reached the bikini top, he passed them right over her breasts before moving them back down. “He did it!” thought Melanie, “it’s going to happen. Abruptly she leaned forward. Jim thought, “Oh shit, I’ve gone too far, she’s going to scream pervert.” But all she did was reach behind and untie the string of her bikini top, and then she lifted it over her head and threw it on the deck. Then she leaned back and put her arms around her father’s head again. At this point they both knew what was about to happen. Jim looked down at her perky little B-cup sized breasts and slid his hands up her from her abdomen and cupped them, feeling the nipples harden, feeling how firm, yet soft they were, caressing and massaging them. He was in heaven. He slowly slid one hand down toward her pussy but she abruptly got to her feet before he reached it and untied both strings of her bottom, throwing it on the deck with her top. Jim pushed his swim trunks down to his knees and put his arm around her waist as she sat down again, guiding her to a position just above his hard-on. This time she kept her arms by her side. Jim returned his hands to her breasts for a while then moved his right hand down to her pussy. It was completely shaved as he had guessed. He moved his hand down and cupped her pussy, pressing his middle finger into her slit. It was slippery with her vaginal fluid and he moved his finger back and forth in her slit, then pressed it into her vagina up to her hymen.Melanie was excited and nervous, what she had imagined for two years was finally happening. She was extremely aroused, breathing heavily and Jim realized there need be no more foreplay. He put his left arm around the bottom of her rib cage and hoisted her up. With his right hand he reached between her legs and positioned his hard-on at the entrance to her vagina. He lowered her down slightly while thrusting up slightly, but because they were in the hot tub, much of the lubrication was washed away. He waited with his little head against the entrance to her pussy, wiggling it slightly with his hand. It didn’t take long for her fluids and his combined to provide sufficient lubrication and bit by bit he entered her, coming up against her hymen. He made a few small in and out moves and then thrust in a couple inches, taking her cherry. Melanie drew in a sharp breath, but that was all. Making small in and out movements, he gradually pushed farther and farther in until she was sitting down on him, his erection as far in as it could go.With his left arm still around her ribcage, his right hand on her pussy, manipulating her clit he began to fuck her with slow small moves in and out, taking it easy so he could last longer. He revelled in the sensation of his rod sliding through her sheath, his hand enjoying the feel of his boner moving through her hairless pussy lips while stimulating her clit.Melanie had imagined what it would be like countless times, but never had her imagination been able to live up to the real thing. Being held in his embrace, feeling his naked body moving against hers, the thick feel of his hard-on moving inside her while her pussy experienced waves of pleasure from his expert fingers. After a time she began moving in sync with his movements, pushing down when he pushed up, and up when he moved down. Lost in the sensations, she began moving her butt around and around, pressing down, her hands gripping his wrists tighter and tighter as she felt her orgasm approach. Jim started moving faster and deeper in response when suddenly she hunched forward and jerked and shuddered as her orgasm slammed into her pussy. Jim gave three more pumps and then he emptied his load into her in the most intense orgasm of his life.They sat unmoving as their breathing slowed and Jim’s hard-on wilted and fell out. Jim had a momentary thought, wondering if they changed the water after every guest. He hoped so. Melanie swung around and sat sideways on his lap, tucking her head into his neck, and Jim wrapped his arms around her and held her close. After a few minutes Melanie said, “I’m falling asleep, I should get to bed.” and she got out of the tub. Jim watched her towelling off not three feet away, her lithe body twisting and flexing as she dried herself, her hairless kaçak iddaa pussy and firm breasts on full display for him. When she was dry she said, “Good night Dad.” and picked up her swim suit and walked naked into the cabin.Jim pulled up his swim trunks and sat back, grabbed his scotch and downed it. Looking up at the stars he asked, “What have I done?” Full of trepidation he got out and dried himself and then headed for bed. Joanne roused when he got under the covers and was relieved when he didn’t want sex. She quickly drifted back to sleep. It took Jim a long time to drift off.The next morning Jim was nervous, wondering if Melanie would turn on him. He needn’t have worried, she was happy and cheerful, acting normal in every way through the day’s activities. In the afternoon they went swimming and Melanie wore the teensy bikini again, grinning at Jim when she caught him giving her the once-over. After the swim, they packed up and headed home. Once home, they slipped back into their regular routine. Neither Melanie nor Jim said a word about their coupling, nor did either of them make a move toward another liaison.In September Joanna announce that she would be attending a ceramics class on Thursday evenings. “It’s something I think I’ll enjoy” she said, “and I’m going to make pitchers and platters, serving bowls and beer steins for the house. It’ll be fun.”So the next Thursday at 7:00 pm, she headed off to her ceramics class. Jim had a 1932 Ford five-window coupe that he was slowly restoring in his shop in the back yard. As she was driving off, he was headed out to his shop. Melanie was in her room, doing homework. Nearly an hour later Jim was lying underneath the engine when he bumped a coolant hose rather hard. He’d installed it earlier, but hadn’t remembered to tighten the clamp. When he bumped it, it came off and drenched him with the sticky coolant/anti-freeze. He managed to re-attach the hose and clean up the mess, but he was in too much of a mess himself to work on it any longer. He closed up the shop and went in the house, heading for the shower of the ensuite of the master bedroom.After his shower Jim thought there was no point getting dressed again this late in the day, so he just threw a bathrobe on and went to the living room to watch TV until Joanna got home. He was watching the TV and sipping on a scotch when suddenly Melanie was standing directly in front of him, and she was wearing a bathrobe too. Before he could say anything, she undid the tie and dropped the robe to the floor, standing there in all her naked beauty. Without saying a word, she reached down and untied Jim’s robe, opening it up and exposing him. She then climbed onto his lap, straddling him and put her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss on his lips. Jim returned her kiss, their tongues entwined. His hands caressed her back and her butt. He slid his hands up her sides and felt the sides of her breasts. She broke the kiss, breathing hard, and leaned back enough to give his hands full access to her boobs, and he took full advantage, caressing and kneading them. He slid one hand down to her hairless pussy and found it sopping wet.”No more foreplay needed” he thought to himself, and wrapping one arm around her, he hoisted her up and with his other hand, reached over her leg and maneuvered his erection to the entrance to her vagina, then lowered her down. Melanie felt his rod at her entrance and sat down, taking it all in. She wrapped her arms around his neck again, hugging him tight and started thrusting back and forth, pressing her pussy hard against him to get maximum stimulation to her clit. Jim had his arms wrapped around her waist and hardly contributed any movement, he knew that her aggressive thrusts would get her off quickly while at the same time, the movement of his cock inside her was minor, meaning he’d have no trouble lasting.For Melanie, the sensations of pleasure were intense, the building orgasmic sensation in her clit, the feel of his fully embedded boner in her tunnel. She added a circular motion to her thrusts, resulting in even more stimulation and pleasure to both of them. Melanie, with her face buried in his neck, started making little mewling sounds.Jim felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. “Stop or I’m going to cum” he said.”No no no I AM cumming” gasped Melanie as waves of pleasure jolted through her clit. Jim came immediately, pulsing his load deep into her pussy.They stayed clasped together as their breathing slowed and Jim’s hard-on wilted and then fell out of her. He could feel fluids dripping from her cunt onto his cock. After a couple minutes he said, ” We’re playing with fire.””It’s OK Dad” said Melanie, “Mom put me on the pill in spring. She said she was NOT encouraging me to have sex, I’d better NOT have sex, but she thought better safe than sorry. So it’s OK.””Well that’s a relief, but still, we shouldn’t be doing this.””Why not? You want it, and I want it. So we’re doing it.”Jim sighed. “It’s still not right, you know what I mean. We’d better get cleaned up, Mom will be home soon.””Yeah, she will” said Melanie, climbing off him, “Next week come in a lot sooner so we have more time.”Jim grabbed a wad of Kleenex and wiped up the mixture of cum and pussy juice that had run onto his cock and balls and his robe. Melanie wiped a bit of cum that was running down her leg, then wiped her pussy. She ran to the bathroom and washed it with a warm damp cloth. Jim joined her in the bathroom and washed himself down, then they washed the cum out of his robe and dried it with a hair dryer. It was almost dry when they heard the garage door opening. Melanie quickly dashed naked to the living room, grabbed up her robe and scampered to her bedroom, grinning all the way. Jim was entranced by watching her run naked and almost forgot to put on his robe. He had just managed to get it on and sit down when Joanna walked in.”What are you doing in a robe?” she asked. Jim explained how he’d been soaked with anti-freeze/coolant and had to shower, and there was no point getting dressed so late in the evening. “OK that’s sensible” she said, “Melanie in bed?””She’s in her room, I don’t know if she’s in bed. How was ceramics?””Lots of fun, I’m going to enjoy it.””Good.” said Jim, and he thought to himself, “Melanie and I will enjoy it more.”——————————-The next day when Melanie was alone with her mother she asked, “How many positions are there?””Positions?” asked her mother.”Yeah, you know, for sex.””Oh. I don’t know, about half a dozen basic positions. There’s a limit to being able to line up the two. But dozens and dozens of variations on those, I’ve heard. Why, what brought this on?””I’m just curious Mom, I was thinking about sex and I wondered.””Well when your time comes, you’ll find that men like variety so you’ll no doubt get to experience all the basics, and you’ll find that you like some more than others.””Ooo, sounds like it’s gonna be fun!”The following Thursday Jim headed out to his shop at the same time Joanna left for her class. A quarter hour later he was back in the house and found a naked Melanie waiting for him.”Come on” she said, and grabbing his hand, led him to her room where they both removed his clothes. This time they did the missionary position. Melanie thoroughly enjoyed it, but she thought the sensations weren’t quite as intense the week before.The next day she asked her mother, “Do men like the missionary position best?””I really don’t know” said Joanna, “I imagine that different men have different favourites, but I do believe it’s the most often used position. Why?””Just wondering Mom, girls talk about it but we don’t know. I thought you might.”The next Thursday Jim didn’t even bother going out to his shop. After Joanna left for her class they headed for Melanie’s room and necked and made out fully clothed for a quarter hour, then they ripped off their clothing. This time they were lying on their sides facing each other when Jim pulled her knee up over his hip, reached over her leg, guided his hard-on to her opening and entered her. Then holding her he rolled onto his back so she was lying on top. Melanie found that position very satisfying and decided it was her favourite…so far.The next day she asked her mother, “What’s the best position for a woman to get maximum pleasure?””Every woman is different, and so are their preferences, but personally, I find lying on top the most satisfying. Why?””Just planning my sex life, Mom.”Thursday rolled around again and Melanie said, “Let’s do doggie.””I like doggie” said Jim, “but many women can’t cum that way, so I always do it after she’s cum by some other method.””What method?””Well, usually this one.” and he started sucking on her breasts and massaging her pussy. Gradually his mouth worked its way down her torso, paying particular attention to her belly button. When he kissed and licked and sucked his way lower she knew what was about to happen and she was more turned on than ever before. Jim’s mouth reached her pussy and he nibbled and sucked on her outer lips, teasing her. Melanie was almost out of her mind with the sensation, knowing that it would get even better. Jim was between her legs, his hands cupped her breasts and he was licking between her lips, from the bottom of her slit to the top where his tongue passed briefly over her clit. Melanie moaned every time he did, and she was about to beg for more when he planted his mouth over her clit and inner labia, working his lips and tongue vigorously. Melanie was in ecstasy, approaching sensory overload when her orgasm slammed into her pussy. She cried out as she bucked and twisted and writhed in reaction to the intensity. Jim kept his mouth working on her pussy until she pushed him away, crying “Stop, stop, Dad stop, I can’t take any more!”Jim moved up beside her and took her in his arms, holding her tight as she came down from her orgasmic high. When her breathing slowed to normal, he asked, “Would you like to try doggie now?”Melanie drew back and smiled at him. “I really don’t need any more Dad, but yes, I’d like to do doggie now.” and she rolled away from him, onto her hands and knees, legs spread.”Down on your elbows kaçak bahis works better than on your hands” said Jim, moving behind her, his erection dripping pre-cum. He entered her as she dropped down to her elbows, finding it easier. Jim fucked her slowly, wanting it to last. He grasped her by the hips for a time, then slid his hands forward and caressed her breasts. After a while he leaned forward and just rested his hands on the bed, not holding her at all while he pumped his cock in and out. All too soon he felt his orgasm building and decided not to hold back, Melanie had already cum, she might be feeling like she had enough, though he knew she would never say it. So he sped up his strokes a bit and came strongly deep inside her. He pulled out and they laid down together, facing each other. He wrapped her in his arms and she snuggled in tight to him.”I like that” she said, “but I think it would have been better if I hadn’t cum already. Not saying I didn’t want you to eat me out, that was fantastic. But I would like to try to cum doggie.””Well” said Jim, “I don’t know if this will work, but maybe if you do the extreme submissive doggie, it might. That’s where you’re not on your elbows, you get right down, your shoulders on the bed, as low as you can go, and you arch your back and point your pussy up as much as you can, your clit might come into contact with my balls, and that might get you off.””I’m up for it, next Thursday.” she said.The next day she asked her mother, “Mom, is it true that most women can’t cum if they do doggie?””Melanie! What is going on with you? Do you and your friends talk of nothing else?””Yeah, lots of things, but sex is on our minds quite a lot. So is it true?””I think so. I know I can’t.”How about extreme doggie?””I’m starting to think you know too much Melanie. What is extreme doggie?””Well” said Melanie, feeling a touch uncomfortable in educating her mother about sex, “it’s when the woman is on her knees, but her front is lying right down on the bed, and her back arched back as much as she can so her pussy is pointed up as much as possible and then when the man is….you know…..uhm…fucking her, his bag rubs on her clit, maybe she can cum that way””My God Melanie, you girls have vivid imaginations! I have no idea, I’ve never tried anything like that. Tell you what, when the time comes, you try it, and you let me know if it works.”Melanie giggled. “OK I will. Sorry to shock you.”For the next few days Joanna wondered what was going on with Melanie. All the explicit questions about sex. And always……always….yeah, always on a Friday. “What happens on Thursday that would spark those questions on Friday? Why didn’t she ask them on Thursday before”…..before Joanna went to her ceramics class. “What is going on when I’m at ceramics? Is she having boys over, is she…no, Jim’s here, she couldn’t get away with that. Wait a minute, Jim’s here, Jim and Melanie? No, couldn’t be.”But she couldn’t get the thought out of her mind. It couldn’t be Jim and Melanie, yet something was going on. “I’m just nuts, I’m paranoid” she thought, but there was a way to find out. When Thursday came and she left for ceramics, she “forgot’ her purse. She drove around to the other side of the block and waited. After 15 minutes she returned home and parked by the curb. She let herself in the front door and quietly walked into the house and picked up her purse. There was no sign of Melanie or Jim. She quietly walked slowly down the hallway toward the bedrooms and then she heard it, a soft moaning that sounded like it came from Melanie, and other soft, rhythmic rustling noises. She crept to Melanie’s room. The door was half open. She looked in and saw Melanie in the extreme doggie position she had described, and Jim was kneeling behind her, grasping her by the hips and thrusting into his daughter.Joanna drew back and leaned against the wall. Her worst imaginings had come true. She should be hysterical, screaming and ranting and raving, but curiously she felt rather calm. She needed to think about the situation, to think about what to do. Quietly she let herself out of the house and drove to her class. She was moody, her mind was not on her work and she got little accomplished. When she got home, she said nothing about it to Jim. She went to bed with him as usual and she knew he wouldn’t be wanting sex from her. The next day before Melanie could ask a question, Joanna asked her, “So did it work?””What?” asked Melanie, “did what work?””Extreme doggie. You said when you tried it, you’d let me know if it worked. So did it work?”Melanie blanched. How did she know? “What are you talking about?””I forgot my purse last night and when I came back to get it, I saw you and Dad.”Melanie bent over and hid her face in her hands. “What are you going to do?” she whispered.”Right now, you and I are going to talk about it. To start with, did it work? Did you cum by extreme doggie?”Melanie was scared and confused. “Yeah it..no not really…well sorta. I was so close, so close I thought I was just starting to cum but I didn’t quite, so I finally reached my hand down and gave my clit a couple rubs and then I came, so I think it could work but I’m not sure.””There, see? We can still talk about sex. Don’t worry, I’m not going to punish you, you’re not in trouble, but I do want to know what’s going on. So how long has this been going on?””Since the weekend at the lake.””How did it happen?””The second night, when we were in the hot tub and you went to bed, we did it in the hot tub.””Who’s idea was it, who made the first move?””I did. I went and sat on his lap, hoping it would turn him on because I was almost naked.””Ah yes, the teensy bikini” mused Joanna, “So you wanted me to buy it for you to help you seduce your Dad?””Yeah.””How long have you been wanting to fuck him?””Two years.””Since you were th*****n?? I guess that explains no bra and the skimpy clothes around the house. How could I have been so blind. That was all for him, right?”Yeah.””But why him? Why not a boy closer to your age?””Because I really enjoyed sex by myself, I loved masturbating and orgasms and from what I knew, I thought it would be disappointing with a beginner boy. And you told me how good Dad was and I knew it would be great with him. And I knew I was safe with him. And I’ve always been close to him, I loved sitting on his lap and cuddling, and then one day I realized that he was…uhm..sexy. A man who could have sex with me the way I wanted it to be, and after that I just couldn’t stop thinking about it and wanting it. I didn’t want any of the boys I knew, I wanted him.”Joanna smiled. “You know, I can see that I probably put that idea into your head. So how was it? Was it as good as you hoped? Is he as good as I said?”Melanie squirmed. “Gee Mom…””Oh don’t be embarrassed now. Tell me, did you cum every time? Did you cum the first time?”Melanie blushed. “Yes, it was really good, I came every time. The first time in the hot tub too.””Well I suppose now that you’ve become sexually active and you thoroughly enjoy it, you’d like to continue having sex.Melanie squirmed. “Do I have to answer that?”Joanna smiled. “You just did. And I think it’s safe to say with the same partner.”Melanie focussed her gaze on her feet. “What are you going to do…to Dad?”Joanna frowned. “Nothing for now. I need to digest everything you told me before I decide what to do. In the meantime, not a word of this to your Dad. He doesn’t know I know, and I don’t want him to know I know until I decide how to proceed.””OK Mom.”Three days later Joanna took Melanie aside. “I’ve decided on what we’re going to do. I’m just starting my period, so I want to trade places with you. I’ll sleep in your room and you can sleep with Dad till it’s over.”Melanie’s jaw dropped. “What???””I know it sounds strange, but if Dad is having sex with you I don’t see it as really cheating on me. Both Dad and I love you. You’re a part of this family as much as we are, even more so because you’re literally a part of both of us, so by doing it with you, he isn’t straying outside the home. You really, really want to keep having sex with him. I don’t need sex more than once a week, but Dad wants a lot more. As long as I get as much as I want, I don’t see any reason why the two of you shouldn’t have sex the rest of the time. I’m thinking we should buy a queen size bed for your room so Dad can sleep with either of us. This is the perfect solution for all of us.”Melanie shook her head. “Mom, you don’t mean it!””Yes dear, I do.””Has Dad agreed to this?””He still doesn’t know. Here’s what we’re going to do. We won’t say a word to your Dad. We’ll just go to bed, each other’s bed, before he does. Then when he finds you naked, waiting in his bed we’ll see what kind of reaction he has. It should be hilarious.”Melanie giggled. “Oh it’s going to be fun.”Jim was blissfully unaware of the plans being hatched. That evening as they watched TV, Melanie climbed onto his lap as she sometimes did, sneaking a conspiratorial grin at her mother. When it came close to her usual bed time, she yawned and said, “I’m going to bed.”A few minutes later, Joanna said, “I think I’ll turn in too.”A half hour later, Jim entered his bedroom and saw his daughter lying in his bed, apparently naked.”What are you doing here?” he horse-whispered. “Quick, get out before you mother comes and finds you! Hurry!”Melanie giggled. “Mom’s on her period so we traded places, she’s sleeping in my room.”Jim was aghast. “What are you talking about, what’s going on?””Mom saw us on Thursday. She knows everything and she’s OK with it.””Can’t be” said Jim.”Sure can” said Melanie jumping out of bed and confirming that she was indeed completely naked. “Come on.” And she grabbed his hand and pulled him along to her room. Joanna was sitting up in her daughter’s bed, reading.”I’ve been expecting you” she said to Jim as her naked daughter sat down on the bed beside her, grinning. “You seem rather shocked and scared at the same time.””I..I guess…I…I guess I am” he stammered.”Well relax. Melanie’s told me all about what you two have been up to and I think this is the perfect solution. Off to bed with you two. Melanie can explain everything that ‘ve decided, how we’re going to proceed, how we’re going to live and love together. And when she’d done that, you two can fuck your brains out all night long, if you’re up to it.”And so they did.

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First Time, Freshman year of CollegeMe and my new roommate were starting our classes in a week. We had just met each other the week before. I had never stayed away from home before this was weird for me, but for her, she took it as a chance to be herself. It was two days before class started and it was just me and her there. My parents had left and gone home, same with her parents. I was in my room when she came in wearing nothing but a tank top and a thong, she came and sat in the foot of my bed and said now that we have this place to ourselves, tell me about yourself. I couldn’t help but stare at her boobs, ummm well, im 19, and only c***d. I lived a pretty boring life honestly, I have never been to a party, I was always the loser in school. A girl like her never gave me a second look. She just sat there with a big smile on her face and said you are so cute, why do you hide it? I just looked at her and stuttered I never thought I was cute. She laughed and said you are adorable and have a great body. She grabbed my hand and took me into her room, she told ne to sit while she dug through her closest. She handed me a black mini skirt and a white crop top. Here try this on she told me. I just looked at it, this will never fit me. She is so skinny with a fat ass and big boobs. I was the opposite, so i thought. I tried them on and my boobs were almost to big and my under boob was showing. She looked at me and said we are going to a frat party. She curled bahis firmaları my hair and did my make-up. I was so surprised I was actually really pretty. Before we left tonight at this party she said be my girlfriend if a weird guy tries to hit on me. I nodded and we went to the party. We were there for only 30mins before a guy started to hit in her, she grabbed my hand and said she is my girlfriend. He laughed and said I don’t believe you, I just stood there and looked at her in confusion thats when she put her hands up my shirt and started to play with nipples then she kissed me long and hard, she used tongue and bit my lip. I was so turned on I could feel how wet my panties were. Before I knew it, it was over and she left me wanting more. We went home later that night and as we walked in she started to apologize, I turned red and told her it was fine, I honestly enjoyed it. She laughed and told me she knew I was kinky. We sat on the couch and talked all night until the sun came up. I woke up about 10am and she was sleeping with her head on my chest and her hand in between my legs. I tried to move without waking her and it didnt work and looked at me and asked were I was going, i told her i was going to my room to go back to sleep. She smiled and asked if she could come sleep with me. I nodded and she grabbed my hand. We were laying there and all i could think about was our kiss, i could still feel it on my lips and I still got wet when kaçak iddaa I thought about it. I looked over at her and she was looking at me, she smiled and said I guess I should tell you, im a lesbian, she asked if I was, i replied with i don’t know, I’ve been with a girl and boy. The kiss last night was my first kiss. She sat straight up and asked if i was serious, embarrassed i said yes, she said did you like it. I nobbed yes and she asked if she could kiss me again. Before i could answer she had one hand on my face the other on my side pulling me closer. She whispered in my ear if you want me to stop tell me. I smiled and kissed her back harder than I did last night. She pushed me back and got on top of me and started tracing my body with her finger tips, I got goosebumps and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. She took off her shirt she wasnt wearing a bra and her nipples were pireced she moved my hands which were on the small of her back to her breast. They were so warm and soft. She lifted my shirt and started to suck on my nipples, as I layed there with the beautiful girl on top of me I couldn’t believe it I was going to lose my virginity to her, she sat up and looked at me and said are you sure this is okay, yes i replied and she started to undo my pants and pulled down my underwear, i spread my leg and she gasped, I was so embarrassed i closed my legs quickly and she said you have a pretty pussy, I slowly opened my legs again and kaçak bahis she rubbed my clit with her fingers before putting her fingers in me, i let out a little scream and she stopped and asked if i was alright i said yes and she continued to put her finger in and out of my slowly at first and then faster and more fingers. I moaned loudly and she kissed me to quietly me. She continued to suck my nipples until she moved down, and she softly licked my clit, it was so nice and felt amazing. I started to moan and the faster she licked and fingersd me. All the sudden i let out a louder moan and came. She smiled and started to lick it up, but she didn’t swallow and she came and kissed me in which she spit my cum in my mouth. She laid on her back and asked if I wanted to taste her. Before she could get the rest of her sentence out I was rubbing her clit with my finger and sucking on her tits. She moaned and told me to finger her. I put my fingers in and started to finger her fast and hard. I licked her clit until she came on my tongue. I swallowed it and she pulled me on top of her and we stared to kiss passionately, she told me she had never taken a virginity and she said I was amazing for my first time. We continued our relationship for the rest of the school year, having amazing sex and going public with our relationship to our parents and friends. At the end of the year I moved back to my parents two hours away and she went back to hers. We just got back to school last week and the relationship started right back up, we have already talked about get an apartment once school is out. She is the first person I have ever been with, and I think Im in love with her.

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Training My Cute And Conservative Indian Wife

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Training My Cute And Conservative Indian WifedeletedWe had been married for 2 years when this happened. She was a good wife but she used to hang out with her school and other friends a lot. Many of them were guys and I felt really insecure when she would go out with them. However, over the years I had learned to trust her and not worry much.One day when she was returning from one of her friend’s birthday parties and I saw through the window that one guy had come to drop her off in his car. As she was about to get out, he went ahead and kissed her on her lips.She immediately got out of the car and came towards the house. I was shocked and angry as hell after seeing this. As soon as she entered the house, she realized I had seen what just happened. She began saying that it wasn’t what I was thinking etc. But I couldn’t get over what I had just seen. My entire trust in her was betrayed.I told her I didn’t want to see her face and left the house. After 2 hours, I returned and Tanvi fell to my legs and begged me to forgive her and that it wasn’t her fault. She thought I would divorce her over this and leave her. She was scared and started begging me to stay and said that she will do anything bahis firmaları I want. Tanvi also said that she will never go out again and will listen to everything I say etc.I was still angry about the whole thing and didn’t know what to do. In a rush of anger, I slapped her across her face so that she would stop talking. I had never done this before and her reaction surprised me. She said she deserved it or more. She also said that I could take it all out on her but just stay with her and forgive her.To be honest, Tanvi was a very conservative Indian wife. She would never do any of the kinky things I would suggest in the bed and our sex life was very boring. I thought I could take this chance and take control. So, I made a plan.I went up to her and told her that I could no longer trust her and will be divorcing her. Hearing this, she began to cry and started pleading with me to reconsider my decision.After a while, I told her that if I should stay, then she would have to listen to everything I say and obey me for the rest of her life. She would be also punished for what she had done. She instantly agreed to everything and said that I can control every aspect of her life from that today kaçak iddaa and I can punish her any way that I wish.I lit up after hearing that. I told her to come to the bedroom and made her kneel on the ground. Well, I was still very angry and was going to release all my frustration for what she had done.As she was kneeling, I took her face in my hand and stroked her cheeks and without any warning, I swung my hand and gave a small slap on her face. Then I lifted her up and before she knew came one on her other cheek.Then I dragged her to the bed and leaned her against it. I tore her top and bra and removed her jeans so that she was completely naked in front of me. I placed her on the bed, head down and started spanking her tightly with a wooden ruler. She started moaning so I stuffed her panties in her mouth and told her not to make noise. I continued spanking her till marks were visible on her ass cheeks. I wanted her to feel the pain she caused me.In the last 2 years, she never agreed to give me a blowjob. So I was going to take advantage of this situation and get what I want. I climbed on top of her and placed my dick on her lips. She looked at me trying to avoid it but she knew she kaçak bahis had no control now.I pushed my dick inside her mouth and moved it inside her mouth. She was feeling disgusted but I didn’t care. Right when she thought that was it, I took hold of her head with both hands and shoved my entire dick down her throat, making her gag. The feeling was sensational, her warm mouth wrapped around my dick. She was trying to push me away but I was not going to let go.I reached my orgasm and shot my load of sperm inside her mouth and throat. It was unbearable for her, she was getting drowned in so much sperm and coughed it out over her face and body. She gasped for air after I let go and started breathing heavily.I told her that this was now going to be a regular task for her every day after I come home from work. I would use her mouth and body however and whenever I wished and she would willingly please her husband. She looked at me in defeat and nodded.From that day onward, she obeyed all my orders and pleasured me whenever I wanted. I would deep throat her every night and cum in her. She also accepted this as her duties as a wife and never rebelled against it. Since then we have performed anal, role-play, sex toys and everything. She was told not to wear any clothes in the house when I was there and any order refused would result in severe punishment. This is how I trained my Indian sex wife to submit to me

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WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLIEI recently told you about the lovely Ellie, daughter of a very prominent man in the small South Dakota Town I was raised in and how we drifted apart, hardly surprising as I was from a struggling financially family and Ellie,s father owned a thriving business, but sometimes having everything on a sliver platter isn’t,t so fabulous. I,d never had the nerve to ask Ellie for a date as I was terrified she,d turn me down though as long time friends she usually rang me up and had long chats about her many dates, even her steady boyfriend Gene who I personally did not like, bit of course Didn,t tell her that. She said she wanted to study music at Northern State College in Aberdeen, but I wanted to have nothing to do with colleges, but more interested in travel and the easiest way to do that was to join the military. The summer after I graduated I was offered a job for a few months with my late Uncle who,lived near a small town about ten miles away till harvest time that paid the princely sum of a dollar an hour plus a comfortable room all my own and all meals, weekends free. It was damned hard work driving güvenilir bahis a heavy old tractor in large fields ploughing, cultivating, dragging, etc, feeding the a****ls. Milking the cows using machines though I knew how to do it by hand, and shovelling cow and pig shit, a dirty necessary job. Digging and installing fence posts, baking and stacking hundred pound hay/alfalfa bales had built me up to the best physical shape of my life so when I left for Basic Infantry Training with the Army in California Training was much easier though still demanding. Switching to the Air Force later on the training there was easier. Ellie was more or less forgotten when I got stationed overseas and lost my virginity in Japan though in a way I wish Ellie would have taken it. Even after I married wife Sarah in 1969 I still Didn,t think of Ellie and when I travelled to visit my sister and grandfather for the last time before being transferred to Washington State I was alone with Sarah. back in England being treated for various health problems having suffered poor health all her life and it,s now caught up with her so much her mobility türkçe bahis suffers and sex is out of the question. I stayed with my sister the first night of my visit and drove to the town Imised to live in the next day to see who was around. A few old friends were not in or had moved away so I stopped at a restaurant I used to frequent as a k** for a piece of banana cream pie and cup of coffee for a breather. I had just finished my pie and was drinking the coffee to wash it down when a classy looking woman walked in and sat down across from me at the table. This woman had blonde hair and was dressed elegantly in a light blue dress. “You look fabulous Ellie. How are you?” “Fine. Thought it was you. Mom told me you were stationed at Grand Forks with the Air Force and Tony said he saw you when you came last fall with your English wife!” she answered. “Yes. Sarah Didn,t like it here and is back in England getting treatment and hopefully she,ll rejoin me at my new base in Washington State!” I told her. I took a current photo of Sarahh to show her. “She,s pretty. How long has she been back in England then.?” “ Two months ago güvenilir bahis siteleri and hopefully she,ll join me in early June.” “You must be very lonely.” We reminisced over our old times and she nursed her coffee as I nursed a refill. She told me she fell in love with a guy when at college, dropped out much to her parent,s disgust and managed to get pregnant by him. He married her, but despite the birth of daughter Bwendoline the marriage only lasted four years and she,d been living back with her Mom Helen since her Dad died of a hheart art attack in 1968. Her Mom helped look after her daughter. “When I look at you now Joe I,m amazed of the man you, e become. You were just a boy when John, Tony you and I used to mess round in my tree house. You know the tree house got burnt down last year when it was struck by lightning!” “ That,s a shame. Lots of happy memories made there.” “Yes I still remember how shy you were and when I first sucked your lovely cock. Does your wife do it for you?” “Oh yes she Loves to suck my cock!” I boasted. “Well I still enjoy it and remember how your semen tastes! But I also wonder what it would feel like to have it in my pussy.” “There,s an easy way to find out.” I challenged. “I have my car with me and still know lots of secluded places we won,t be disturbed.” “Just let me call Mom and let her know I,ll be a bit later!.” TBC

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My First Time Interracial, the Story of “N&quSo back to the future my friends, 2003, the Story of “N”!So, “K” and I became separated in October of 2002 and I was dating within six weeks after that. My first conquest was with a co-worker. We were attracted to each other and friends at work and she went out with me a few times, eventually ending up in bed with me for a marathon sex session. It had been a long time that I was without female companionship and I was anxious to get on with my life, especially that part of my life. As I stated in an earlier story, it was not meant to be with her. I had issues that I needed to work out. I had to rediscover myself; I was “single” again. Trying to jump into a serious relationship to soon was a mistake. I think she knew that and was really just trying to help me move forward. She broke things off with me in January and I am very grateful for that. She also introduced me to a very popular dating web site and told me how it worked. (I will be forever grateful for that!) I joined it and created my profile then started dating again. I went on several dates and had sex with 3 different women in the span of three months. One girl was just a little crazy, jumping my bones with her young ones just outside the door, not cool, and I had enough of crazy for one lifetime, so I didn’t see her again. The next was a lady who was very nice and quite normal. She said after we had sex that her legs were shaky from climaxing so much. We had a really nice time, but she was ready for a serious relationship, and I was not, so she moved on. The third was a young lady in her late twenties, blonde and five foot one or so with blue eyes and a nice figure. She lived in the same town I worked in and we hooked up twice for sex. The second time we were together she had multiple orgasms and she didn’t like how out of control that made her feel, or how I enjoyed how out of control she was, so she broke things off with me to find a guy she could manage I suppose. Sometime later I bumped into her at Walmart and got the “I’d like to have sex vibe” from her when we said hello and chatted for a few minutes. But I had moved on by then. It was during this time, early March that “N”, who happened to live in the same town as I did, sent a “Hello” message to me in the dating web site’s chat room. I responded “Hello”, and we commenced chatting on line. She was divorced, alone and lonely and I was lonely as well, so I opened up her profile to see what she looked like and saw she was an African American woman. Where I’m from there are not a lot of African Americans, maybe ten in a city of more than thirty thousand. I had a friend in high school that was African American, we played dungeons and dragons together and that was the only black guy I ever knew. I had never even had a conversation with a black girl before and I was instantly intrigued. I said as much in so many words to “N”, and asked why she reached out to me? She said she read my profile and thought I looked nice. I invited her to my house and offered good company, conversation and a game or two of darts if she liked. She agreed and within 15 minutes was knocking on my door.“N” was 7 years younger than I, in her early thirties, an inch or two taller, with short black hair. She was fit with breasts that filled out her shirt very nicely and had long legs and a nice round ass. She was wearing a red shirt and blue jeans with sneakers. I found her very attractive, more so than the bad profile picture she had posted, obviously taken at her work place by a friend. She seemed shy and anxious. Smiling and letting me shake her hand hello. I thanked her for coming over and offered her the usual host offerings. “Something to drink or eat? Can I make you something?” We talked as we played darts. She was originally from a large city in the mid-west. She had married right out of high school and divorced soon after. She eventually met and married a guy from this area of New England and resettled here. After a number of years she was again divorced. Her first husband was black and her second was white. I asked her what differences she noted between dating and being with white guys compared to black guys? I was truly curious, never having had an interracial relationship. She said she felt that white guys seemed to try harder and black guys seemed to take more for granted. They felt more entitled in her experience/opinion. After a game or two of darts and more conversation “N” was more relaxed and comfortable. She asked me about my life and situation. I told her what I did for work and about my separation and the events leading up to it. I was trying to get divorced but it was proving to be a very difficult and drawn out process (In the end it took three years.). We eventually ran out of words and I could sense she didn’t want to talk anymore (Getting that, “So what now?” vibe from her.), so I asked if she’d mind if I kissed her. She smiled and said, “Sure” and we kissed. We sort of fell into each other at that point, following the kiss to wherever it led us, down onto the carpeted floor in front of the dart board. She helped me pull her shirt and bra off without bothering to undo it and her large silky brown breasts spilled out revealing darker firmly erect nipples defying gravity, demanding my attention. I spent a few minutes applying some oral attentions to them, sucking and lightly biting as I undid the belt and top button of her jeans. I then unzipped them and I pulled her pants and panties off of her hips. “N” helped by lifting that delightful ass of hers so I could continue striping her naked. Her legs were amazing; dark, long and muscular. Everything about “N” was exotic and different to me. Not just the color of her skin, but the way she spoke and carried herself. Her body structure and facial features were so unlike anyone else I’d ever been with. Even her scent and the taste of her were not similar. I was very turned on to say the least.Once her jeans were out of the way “N” propped herself up on her elbows and watched as I removed my shirt and pants. She was nude except for her white ankle socks. Her brown ankles were a stark contrast to the white bahis firmaları cotton. Her chocolaty legs were long and muscular ending at a triangular curly patch of black hair. She smiled and laid back as I slid my left elbow under her right calf and lifted her leg, bending the knee and bringing my mouth to the inside of it. Lightly biting and tonging my way up her smooth inner thigh to her pussy. Slowly, I wanted to enjoy every inch of her dark silky skin. By the time I reached her clitoris her hands were already wrapped around my head, pulling me in. I remember noting the taste was unlike anyone else’s I had ever been with. There was a kind of tanginess to it that was just, different, and I liked that a lot! It didn’t take “N” long to climax, holding my head between her hands as I slithered my tongue all around her clit and in and out of her pussy in a rhythmic fashion that produced ass clenching convulsions leading to a sustained pelvic tilt that kept her clit in my mouth. I vigorously licked “N”’s clitoris as she came, “OHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH!, AHHHHHHHHHHH!”. I continued until her grip around my head subsided. I then wiped my wet mouth and goatee off on her vulva and black pubic hair. After sliding a condom onto my rock hard cock, I slid the tip of my penis over her clitoris and labia, rubbing and teasing it until she grabbed my waist and shoulders and pulled me into her. I fucked her hard and fast, “N” moaning and gasping out in rhythm with my thrusts, her hot breath on my cheek, clenching my back, Cumming again as I drove myself in and out of her, “AHHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHHH!” Grabbing her ass in both of my hands, lifting and squeezing it as I approached climax, she held me tight around the shoulders in a passionate embrace. Getting closer, allowing it to happen, I announced my orgasm, “I’M CUMMING!!!” “AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHH!”After we recomposed and dressed ourselves I thanked “N” very much for joining me that evening, and said I hoped we could see each other again soon, maybe for dinner and a movie? She flashed me a demure smile and said, “That would be nice, I’d like that. Thank you for having me over.” The next time I invited “N” over, a few nights later, she came wearing a trench coat and clear plastic stiletto heels, a black lacy bra with matching panties and that was all she was wearing. Sitting at my kitchen table, we chatted and laughed about her choice of attire as I lightly ran my fingertips over her naked thighs. This was a very bold move on “N”’s part. It must have taken a lot of courage and sexual desire to make such a move, being only the second time we met. I said, “I was planning just a normal get to know you better date. Out somewhere for dinner, perhaps a movie….” I watched her tension and anxiety level ramp up. Then I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips which brought that lovely demure smile back to her lips as I lightly ran my fingertips up the sides of her ribs, stopping at the black lacy bra the retuning to the waist band of the matching panties. As I leaned back in my chair I ran the fingertips of my right hand across her flat belly just above the panty line which provoked a little abdominal muscle flutter, and I smiled back at her. “So, what did you have in mind for tonight?” I asked. “N” giggled and lied, “I don’t know.” “Well, why don’t I show you my house?” I replied. I imagine it was not the plan of action she expected. I knew this; I wanted to build up her anticipation. We stood and I relieved “N” of her trench coat, laying it over the back of her chair. Looking her over, up and down, I commented, “Very nice.” That brought the shy demure smile back to her lips and she said, “Thank you.” And then we commenced the tour. Wearing only her stiletto heels and sexy under garments I showed “N” each room of my big old house, It was built in the late 1800’s, there were a lot of rooms 😉 Running my hand over her low back and lace covered ass at the door way of each room as I introduced her to it. I imagine she could feel my eyes admiring her long dark muscular legs and sexy ass as she carefully climbed the stairs in her stilettos, to the second, then the third floor. The tour eventually ending at the master bed room and by then, a very turned on “N”.Once there, I removed my shirt then took her in my arms. Grabbing that nice ass of hers in both of my hands, squeezing it hard and pulling her lace covered tits tight to my bare chest. This resulted in an open mouthed gasp from “N”, which is when I inserted my tongue into her mouth, kissing her deep and passionately. She responded in kind as I undid her bra strap allowing the large silky brown breasts to fall free. Breaking our embrace to toss the bra aside, I again pulled her close, to feel the warm abundance of her big boobs against my chest. After a minute or two I applied a light downward pressure to “N”’s shoulders with my hands which she instantly responded to. Smiling and dropping to her knees, she undid my belt and top button, zipped down the fly of my jeans and pulled my pants and underwear down around my ankles, my erection bobbing up and down as the clothing was removed. She smiled and looked up at me. Taking my very hard white cock in her dark right hand and lightly cupping my balls with her left, “N” started to blow me with avid attention and skill. Licking the shaft from the base above my balls to the tip then swirling around the head, taking the head lightly between her teeth and sucking it, sliding it in as deep as she could take it, face fucking my erection as I played with her hair. I let this go on until I felt close to cumming, and then stopped her. Lifting “N” to her feet by her shoulders, I backed her up to the bed and she slid onto it, dropping her shoes off as she did. Nude, I climbed on top of my dark skinned lady friend and removed her panties. Then starting at her mouth, still moist with saliva and my pre-cum, I kissed, licked and lightly bit my way down to her clitoris, lingering a while at each erect nipple. After a few minutes of oral attentions to her already wet pussy and clitoris “N” climaxed, “OH GOD! AHHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH!” (If I remember right ;). I then had her lift her kaçak iddaa ass up so I could shove a folded pillow under it. (I learned long ago that a folded pillow under the ass of a lady friend will allow for optimal stimulation to her G spot from the head of my cock as I fuck her.) And after donning a condom, I slid my cock into “N”’s lake like pussy. She moaned and convulsed, as I worked my hard cock in and out of her. She caught my eye when I looked up from watching the color contrast of my pale cock sliding in and out of her dark pussy. She wanted me to see her as she licked the fingers of her right hand, lubricating them, then spreading her pussy with the fingers of her left “N” started working her clitoris, hard, looking right into my eyes, watching me and my reaction as she vigorously stimulated her clit as I fucked her. I smiled and taking the backs of both thighs in each hand I changed my tempo, fucking her slow and smooth, in and out. Looking into each other’s eyes all the while, when I could tell she was getting very close to cumming I said, “That’s my girl………good girl……….good girl….. Cum for me!” as I said the words she convulsed in orgasmic bliss, moaning in lust as she came all over my hard cock. I had smiled because I understood “N”’s intentions. She wanted to impress me. “Shock and awe” me with her sexuality and how uninhibited she was. She wanted to rock my world arriving at my door dressed for only one thing, sex. Masturbating her clitoris as I fucked her, watching me as I watched her do it. Not just so she could cum, but so she could cum, “for me”. And I smiled because; she really didn’t know who she was dealing with. ;)After “N”’s orgasm subsided I pulled out of her and reached over the edge of the bed, to under my bed, and pulled out my toy box. All sterilized or replaced between visitors, I decided to see if “N” had ever met the “Eroscillator”, an expensive wand like sex toy that resembles an electric tooth brush. Unlike a vibrator, it oscillates, on high speed at 3600 oscillations a minute, in a deep, quiet hum. A few minutes of stimulating “N”’s clitoris with that as I continued to slowly fuck her and she was convulsing and moaning out another orgasm, bucking her wet pussy up and down on my cock. “N” seemed to be enjoying my company very much this evening. So after I fucked her to yet another orgasm, her ass still up on the now very wet pillow, her brown silky skin glistening in the low light of my bedroom lamp. I introduced her to the Hitachi Magic Wand. The Hitachi is so far the best vibrator I’ve found. Vibrating on high at 6,000 RPM’s it became immediately apparent “N” had never met the Hitachi. Placing it on high against “N” clitoris as I fucked her wonderful pussy she came for a very long time, multiple times. I had never been with anyone who could cum like that for so long. Most women I had been with could multi-orgasm maybe three at most four times before they were hyper sensitive and needed to recover before they could resume having sex. “N” just kept getting off, over and over.After sometime I needed a change of position. So I pulled out of her and laid on my back, stretching out, at which point she slid down my body after kissing me and went down on my hard cock with her avid mouth and tongue, fucking me with her face and trying to suck the cum out of my balls. A few minutes of this and I was getting close to wanting to cum. So I stopped her and pulled her up so she could slide onto my cock and fuck me. I liked the view very much as she worked, sliding her pussy up and down my shaft. It was apparent by the way “N” was fucking me that she had not had enough orgasms for one night, so I obliged her by sliding the Hitachi between her clitoris and the top of my pelvic. I then flicked the switch to high and enjoyed the show. “N” immediately started bearing her clit down onto the vibrator, moaning and fucking me. I then instructed her. “Squeeze your big tits for me.” “N” complied, mashing her big dark knockers into her chest, pinching her nipples between her fingers as she worked her pussy up to yet another long stream of multiple orgasms, my cock buried in her pussy, the Hitachi vibrating her clitoris, moaning as she continued climaxing, soaking my cock and balls with that tangy pussy juice of hers. Eventually she slumped forward, still blissfully convulsing.I slid out, and from under her. “N” lying face down on the bed, I instructed her to arch her ass up for me. She did, placing her palms face down on the matrice, arching her low back and offering her ass and pussy to me. I grabbed her haunches I pulled her back and up, sliding my hard white cock into her wet pussy. I fucked her hard and fast doggy style. “N” arched her ass up further and worked to match my rhythm, fucking me back, moaning and saying my name as I fucked away. “Good girl…that’s my girl…. whose girl are you “N”?”……….”Are you my girl “N”?” I asked playfully as I fucked her. “N” responded to my question, (as I knew she would) physically and verbally, climaxing yet again yelling out “YES! I’M YOUR GIRL! I’M YOUR GIRL! AHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHHH!”Then pushing her forward, laying her flat face down on the bed, I had her bring her legs together as I continued fucking her pussy. Squeezing her dark silky boobs with my hands and pinching her erect nipples with my fingers from behind and on top of her. Breathing hot into her ear, I instructed, “Arch your pussy back and fuck me!” She complied, her mouth open and gasping out, “UH, UH, UH, UH….” In time with my thrusting cock, she arched her ass and pussy up and back, taking me as deep as she could as I climaxed, “GOOD GIRL! THAT’S MY GIRL! I’M CUMMING! “I’M CUMMING! AHHH! AHAAA! AHAAAA! AHAAAA!”The next day or later that night I asked her to pose for me wearing her heals and black lacy bra and panties, which she happily did. Positioning herself as I instructed, allowing me to “Capture” her image. The next time we had sex, she was fine with my photographing that as well. And after that, on occasion, I started video recording our sex. I’ve always enjoyed pornography. And eventually I decided with “K” years before to start making our own “dirty movies”, capturing the kaçak bahis moment/event of our love making. I’d often rather watch us getting off over some strangers. And I found first with “K”, and then with “S” and now with “N”, consenting and “submitting” to being “captured” in photographs and on video was a turn on for them. Knowing the image and video would be a permanent record of what they did, making them in some way forever “mine”, and not just for the moment. At least that’s how it feels to me, and that turns me on. I would sometimes play for “N” one of the videos we made together. For her to watch as I licked her pussy, or dildo fucking her with the Hitachi on her clit. “N” would orgasm as she watched herself climax on the TV. I would comment as well. Pointing out her pre-climax tells, “Look, see how your ass is clenching? Now watch your stomach muscles, you’re about to cum.” “Oh, see, you’re doing it right now. Good girl!” And she would announce her orgasm or I would spank her bare ass ten times on each cheek. Those were the house rules. She liked those rules and she liked breaking them on occasion as well, so I would spank that fine ass of hers. Once I played a video of “S” and I together for “N” to watch as we had sex. I was curious as to how she would react, and she tolerated it fine. But I could tell she did not like watching me fuck another woman, so we did that only the once. “N” was a true sexual submissive. To be happy she needed to feel like she belonged to someone. To really get off the way she could, the way she wanted to, she needed to be instructed and directed. The more control she gave over to her lover, the more sexually out of control she could allow herself to be. Being dominant in my preferred sexual roll, I recognized this and was more than happy to provide it. My only problem, she was African American. I was more than a little uncomfortable asking her, “Who do you belong to?” One of my favorite questions to ask the woman I’m having sex with, just as she is about to climax, it usually results in the lady cumming a lot harder, longer and more than once. I instead asked, “Are you my girl “N”?” or “Who’s girl are you?” The results were comparable, just not the words I like to use. I love the site of a woman wearing the black leather “slave collar” with matching wrist and ankle restraints. I didn’t want to see “N” wearing it, it felt wrong to me. Though as time went on I changed the name from “Slave Collar” to “Sex collar” that was acceptable to me. She enjoyed wearing it and she looked great in it, as she did in the “Tit Harness”. But the ankle and wrist restraints, nope, I couldn’t do it, ever. I had some racial hang ups about putting an African American girl in bondage. I’m pretty confident she would have loved it; she even mentioned her Ex-husband liked to bind her, but it turned me off. Otherwise our relationship and her sexual training went very well. We had sex at least every other night. I would often have her select an adult move to play for visual and audio ambiance as we fucked. When I decided to record the evenings events I would lay out the clothing I wanted to see her in, then she would happily pose for me, and follow my instructions. I’d have her look into my eyes or at the camera as she climaxed, announcing her orgasm, or if she chose not to, I would spank her bare ass. (She knew the house rules 😉 Of course her ass never turned bright red like the white girls I’ve spanked; it did radiate heat quite nicely. “N”was my girlfriend for about thirteen months, we virtually lived together and I was considering a future with her. But I was still not divorced, going in and out of court, separated but not free. “N” made it all bearable; she was undemanding, comfortable to be around, supportive and sane. And sexually, all I could ask for. I cared about her and she mattered to me a great deal. Then one day she professed her love for me, she didn’t say it to pressure me, she just wanted me to know she loved me. I didn’t have the same feelings, and I felt guilty. I would not have a future with “N”. I knew that when she said she loved me, and it wasn’t fair to her, wasting her time with a man who wasn’t going to be, “the one”. So I did one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I ended our sexual relationship, but remained a good friend. I wanted to be there for her if she needed me, as we both went back out into the dating world.The months that followed were difficult. Knowing if I just threw a pillow on the floor in front of me, “N” would happily strip naked, drop to her knees on the pillow and face fuck me. It more than once occurred to me, but that would have been wrong. It would have kept us both from moving on. One time she had a date with a black guy in a city an hour’s drive away. She told me after they had dinner and went back to his car he asked her for a blow job. Being an hour drive from home and her car parked somewhere else; in an unfamiliar city, she sucked him off. I think she told me that to make me jealous or turn me on. I was not jealous, she knew if she ever called me I would come to her assistance. I was annoyed at the guy, coercing sex from a lady. At least that’s how “N” made it sound. (I was a little turned on by the damn story though.;) Almost all the women I’ve ever been with gave me that “Vibe” that let me know they wanted me. When it was the other way around, and I was interested in a woman and wanted her to know it, sometimes they would sway to my charms, and if they didn’t I moved on, disappointed. Because I prefer to be dominant in my sexual roll and hate to be disappointed, I resist chasing after women. Eventually I introduced “N” to a friend. A gentleman who had mentioned he found her very attractive. They started dating; hit it off and in time, moved in together. And we drifted out of each other’s life. I went back to the dating web site and met my wife “T” four months later.Addendum: As a c***d I was bullied, picked on and beaten until I learned to fight back. I don’t like bullies, and racists are bullies. Anyone who feels they are superior to others because of the color of their skin, their religious beliefs, gender or sexual orientation are bullies. I have no tolerance for it. People you take one at a time. You like them or dislike them for who they are. That’s how I live my life; I wish the rest of humanity would do the same.CHEERS!Heatseekerxxx

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