Cuckolding for Beginners Ch. 03

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Chapter III

The knickers

We left as the Sun dipped below the horizon and my wife threatened to “put” me in ladies underwear as a punishment if I was ever errant. Christina and Bryn played with power exchange as a 24/7 dynamic but for Erin and myself it was more of a bedroom activity. While I wanted to go deeper and further in my fantasies, I wasn’t sure how much I’d feel to be a submissive all the time.

It was something we’d talked about; something we’d discussed a lot. In truth, I wanted to try it, desperate to fall further into the world of kink and depravity, but wanted Erin to make that call. She had to want it too, and I still wanted to sometimes be able to passionately claim sex from my wife.

And we needed to take it slowly. One step at a time.

Moments after arriving home we abandoned our unpacking. I excitedly guided my tipsy wife into a bare room with a mattress and threw her onto the springs. She fleured seductively. Laughing as her ankles were seized by her horny husband, tearing at her dirty, sweaty clothes.

Passion flowed through my veins; she responded appreciatively, sighing as my fingers clawed at her flimsy panties and swept the moist garment from her body. Her eyes explained everything, our lips met as my touch flowed lovingly over her delicate button and plundered her sopping cunt.

She groaned, she cried, she swore and she bucked her hips, savouring her orgasm that I ripped from her aroused, squirming body. Her eyes begged for more, my lips kissed her sensuous clit.

Sapid floral honey flowed into my senses, a delicious aroma of lust and sin. I adored her taste, lapping gently at her cunt and swirling my tongue over her slippery button until her legs quivered and her breathless moans were replaced by echoing screams.

And lastly my cock looted her hole, filling my wife. My hands held the backs of her knees as I drove my cock deep into her. My flesh slapped against hers, her nipples saluted me and her smell of intense arousal filled the room as I hammered my cock into the writhing woman until I came, ejaculating into my loving wife.

Our eyes met, she cleared her throat. “Go down on me.”

“Sure, I’ll just…”

“No. Now.” Her tone was commanding yet slightly uncertain. A moment passed, neither of us moved. My shrinking cock slipped from her drenched cunt as her order ticked away in my mind.

Could I go down on my wife after cumming inside of her? We’d done a few things similar but never after a pussy full of semen. But I loved my wife and I adored my domme, and this was an order. Sliding down her body I tentatively poked my tongue and pressed it against the slippery mess oozing from her cunt.

It was like being with Holly again; my mind transported back to my days as a horny teenager satisfying the most promiscuous girl in the town. I’d not done it since.

My cum mixed with her floral slipperiness was far from unpleasant: a musky taste that filled my nostrils and lingered on my tongue as my consciousness stumbled with what I was being forced to eat.

For the first time since I’d been with the unfaithful Holly I was consuming my own semen. The contents of her cunt slid across my tongue: the thick gloopy produce of my testicles gliding down my throat as my wife bucked her hips and her hands stroked her glistening skin.

She rocked, pressing her cunt into my face as my tongue swirled against her clit and my cum drained onto me. My face was slippery and wet; semen dripped onto my chin. I felt like a cheap whore, but my cock swelled into an erection as my wife squealed and groaned, panting loudly as her body was rocked by an explosive climax.

I’ll never forget the expression on her face when I rose from between her legs: a mixture of total satisfaction and exhaustion. She slumped against the tired mattress, istanbul travesti taking deep lungfuls of air. It was, undoubtedly some of the best sex we’d ever had.

And every day that week was the same, almost. My gorgeous brunette would meet our neighbour for lunch in the small Cheshire town and that evening, after the children were tucked up in bed, she would pounce. Demanding sex with ever more filthier fantasies being vocalised.

On Monday, she talked about whippings and beatings; she loaded hardcore female domination pornography onto her tablet as we fondled with each other’s genitals. She squirmed and came several times as my finger ground against her clitoris and buried itself into her cunt.

She became adept at taking me to the point of my climax and backing off: edging me until I was almost begging her to let me come. Her stout expression, riding on the back of her umpteenth orgasm, was denial, making me watch her sadistic depravity as her fingers glided over the head of my prick.

The poor men in her videos were well beaten: savage whippings and desperately fierce beatings were interspersed with total sadism. The mistresses humiliated them by forcing them into bisexual positions, kicking them in their genitals or just plowing their arses with giant strap-ons.

“I want to do that to you,” my wife admitted as my horniness peaked. She drew my cock to the edge of the orgasm and backed off with undisguised glee. “We can go so much further.”

And in my incredibly heightened state of lust, a kick in the balls by the love of my life was almost appealing. Indeed, everything was! She giggled as we watched another couple of videos and as the last scene drew to a close, she took my cock towards the precipice.

I watched as two “slaves” were in a 69 position: desperately fellating the thick cocks stuffed into their mouths and groaning as the leather-clad women slashed weaponry against a pair of taut buttocks. My eyes were torn by the erotic imagery on the screen, my wife’s fingers brought me into an intense, squealing climax that swept through my body and left me breathless for more.

On Tuesday, she considered the idea of putting me into chastity and withholding my orgasms unless I was a perfectly well-behaved submissive. I objected to this: I didn’t masturbate often but orgasm control was something close to my red lines.

She teased and played with me, rubbing her naked body over mine as we kissed and then brought up a dozen different chastity devices on her tablet: the cage, the belt, the plastic prison and a whole load more. It looked scary, but Erin was insistent that it was something she wanted to try.

It was taking our play outside the bedroom for the first time and she pressed my face into her crotch as I voiced these thoughts; she rode my tongue to a handful of screaming orgasms until my face was soaked and her legs were quivering like jelly.

“I’d only want to try it,” she pondered as she slipped into our bed. “For me.”

“I’ll think about it,” I conceded, unsated from our evening’s activities.

By mid-week, my wife’s lustful overdrive had lead us to her panties. Or more to the point, I woke up in the morning and she had selected her fullest pair of old black satin underwear and slipped them over my feet as I dried myself from my morning shower.

She giggled as I stared at her. “Wear them today.”

“I don’t…”

“You haven’t tried it,” she interrupted, smiling at me as I stared at the frilly edges of the garment. “Try it today and see what you think.”

I sighed. “Erin, we need to talk.”

“Baby, later,” she mused, winking at me, as she walked out of the bedroom door to prepare breakfast.

“Erin!” I shouted, and she looked over her shoulder in the doorway. “I’m not…”

“I know,” she teased with travesti istanbul a seductive lick of her lips. “Do it for your domme and we’ll have some fun when the kids are in bed.” And that was her last word on the subject: she had ordered me into those knickers and I knew she wanted to play with BDSM roles much more. She checked I was suitably attired at breakfast with a subtle slide of her hand into my waistband, and then passionately kissed me as the children went upstairs to brush their teeth.

It felt weird being in her knickers all day. The satin was soft against my skin and the delicious softness caused many unexpected and unwanted erections.

It also caused a feeling of shame and humiliation. What would happen if I was rushed to hospital and they found me in female underwear: I’d die of embarrassment!

But it was also exciting and thrilling. The utter naughtiness as I milled around the office, talking to my work colleagues as if it was a normal day when all the time I was hiding an incredible secret.

My wife sent teasing text and picture messages to my phone throughout the day; taunting me with degrading messages. I was her sissy, her slave and her sub. She sent pictures of her cunt and her boobs, as her job in the local gymnasium afforded her a private office. She used the privacy to take pictures to tease me.

Alas, I could not reciprocate and even though I was dreadfully terrified of turning up at A my fingers tugged at the waistband of her skirt but my arousal dampened by a pair of tiny feet running to greet her father.

Moments after I had tucked my children into their beds, there was a knock at the door and Erin had opened the hand of hospitality to our crazy neighbours. They settled on our couch as I poured everyone a glass of white wine from the fridge.

Erin giggled excitedly as I passed Christina her drink. “I have some amazing news!” She gushed, clawing at my trousers. “Show her, show her!”

I blushed; tomato red cheeks showed my embarrassment at our neighbour beaming ominously. “Peter…” She calmly called to me as my mind churned. “We are all friends here!”

“C’mon,” my wife impatiently snapped, pulling at my waistband; the women fidgeted expectantly as I stood frozen in our lounge, unable to move. I knew what she wanted me to show and my hands trembled at the thought.

I wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea of wearing the flimsy, feminine underwear anyway, and to have my wife advertising that she had convinced me to wear a pair of her old knickers to her new friends was unsettling.

It felt wrong. I felt embarrassed. I felt humiliated. I felt as though she was savouring my discomfort. Yet, that was oddly stimulating; I wriggled at the warm feeling at the pit of my stomach, as disgust and excitement coursed through my thoughts at the same time.

The flamboyant Christina barked. “Bryn. Show him.” The multi-millionaire didn’t object, standing to remove his trousers and show a pastel yellow lace pair of feminine underwear, barely batting an eyelid at the dominant woman’s orders. He didn’t blush, just folded his trousers and put them on the arm of the sofa.

I tried hard not to look, but it was futile. I was curious at the sight, taking in the lattice of the flimsy fabric. The garments were very low-rise with the top of his pubic hair peeking over the top of the knickers straining to hold his semi-erect cock.

He was aroused; everyone noticed yet he wasn’t conscious or cared. He twirled on the spot, exhibiting his barely covered buttocks to his wife and she nodded, turning her attention to me.

“I’ll show,” my wife excitedly called, putting her glass of wine on the table as she stood up to face our visitors. She looked at me as she unbuttoned the top of her short skirt, smiling as the red garment istanbul travestileri slipped onto the floor, and beamed as I stared at her hairless cunt.

“Oh love,” she teased, running her finger down my nose as I processed the delicious sight in front of me. “I’ve worn nothing all day. How does that make you feel?”

“Ummm…” I panted, meeting her gaze for the first time. She blew me a gentle kiss as her hands swept down her body.

“I signed contracts with a short skirt and no knickers.” My cock rose. “I met customers with nothing underneath. And I even got changed into my gym skirt in my private changing room and went for a circuit at lunchtime.” I gulped. “On the rowing machine so many men were on the treadmills opposite.”

I whimpered as my wife sat down on the couch. I easily imagined her skirt riding up as she frantically rowed on the exercise machine.

“Did any of them fuck you?” Christina asked casually.

“Just teased. So wanted to do more.”

“Oh… it’s so much fun doing it at the gym. We’ll make you into a slut yet!” Christina barely acknowledged her husband as she stared at me, clicking her fingers. “Your turn!”

I gulped the last of my wine in the glass and stood up, standing away from my wife and our new neighbours. I couldn’t bear to face them, holding onto the last shred of my dignity for the last few moments.

I wasn’t like Bryn; he was unfazed, or even enjoyed the degradation and humiliation but I didn’t. It almost troubled me. I thought I heard a female giggle as my hands trembled over the buckle on my leather belt.

Perhaps I was imagining it. Perhaps I was expecting Christina and Erin to gleefully enjoy the embarrassment I felt as I confirmed my knicker-wearing secret to them. Erin coughed as my trousers lingered on my hips for a final moment before I pushed them to my ankles.

“Turn around,” Christina demanded, before I had even stepped out of my smart trousers. “Let’s see.”

I hesitated; my cock betrayed me, filling with blood as my cheeks burnt with embarrassment. My words stumbled and I stalled, grateful that my white shirt tails dropped to midway on the satin panties to hide my unwanted erection.

“Oooh…” Christina cooed as I stared at the ceiling, exhibiting my humiliation for our visitors. “First steps today.” She smiled at my wife. “And he seems to like it.”

My eyes implored my wife. “Can I put my trousers back on now?”

“No,” she snapped derisively, holding her hand out to escort me back to our sofa. “I think he’s so cute with them on.”

Christina smirked. “So every day is a knicker day?”

Erin giggled at my shocked expression. “No. I’ll just put him in my knickers when I am not wearing any,” she said with a wink, and leant back on the couch. “But that might be most days!”

“Ahh,” Christina replied with a knowing smile. “It’s good, isn’t it Bryn?”

He nodded, and our wives made us stand in front of them, shirts off, to compare the look of their husbands in feminine underwear. Or as Bryn admitted, his underwear. “I don’t have many male underwear any more.”

I didn’t want to be like Bryn. I didn’t want to have a drawer full of ladies undergarments and wear them without a second thought. I wasn’t a “sissy” or a “slave” but a husband with submissive tenancies and irrespective of my fantasies of going much, much further, I wasn’t sure I could let go of my boxer shorts. It was a step, and one that I was unsure of taking. She sensed my reticence; she sensed that I needed a push.

“My husband looks so much sexier when he is naked but for the underwear,” my bottomless wife added, before dispatching Bryn and myself to the kitchen to prepare snacks and bring more drinks.

And if anyone had suggested 24 hours previous that I would be naked, but for a pair of black satin knickers, with another guy while my half-naked wife ordered me about and chatted with our neighbour, I’d not have believed it for a moment.

But at that point in time, with wine in one hand and crisps in another, I gazed up at my wife’s cunt and everything felt so very natural.

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Will and Chloe Pt. 06

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“Wow, he sounds really great!” Lola said. “He has a great job and a nice place, he’s good-looking and intelligent. And from what you’re saying he treats you how you expect to be treated. You lucked out, Chloe. I’m jealous. How long have you guys been seeing each other now?”

They were sitting at a table that was by itself off to the side at a cafe. The weather was nice, though it had a crisp bite to it with fall setting in. Chloe sighed. She figured it would be the last month she could wear the cute dresses and skirts that Will loved so much before it got too cold. She smoothed the skirt over her crossed legs and thought for a moment.

“A little over three weeks,” Chloe said.

“Not long at all and already you two are getting spicey,” Lola said with a lascivious smile and wiggled her shoulders. Lola had a bit of a goth look to her. She didn’t always go hard on the look, not since high school, but she never fully let it drop either. She had pale skin and thick, jet-black, wavy hair that went down to the middle of her back. On her plump lips, she wore red lipstick that was so dark it was almost black. She wore a black band T-shirt that she had cut into a crop top that she might have accidentally made too short, but knowing Lola, Chloe bet it was not accidental at all. If not for her sports bra underneath, anyone passing by on the street would get a good showing of her heavy breasts whenever she moved too quickly. As it was, anyone who glanced over got a good look at her toned, pale tummy. If Chloe was reading it right, and she wasn’t sure she was since the stylized font on the shirt made it difficult, the band’s name was Kalmah. Some death metal band from Finland, Chloe was sure. Weren’t they all? Lola had on black, skin-tight Levi’s that hugged her generous hips and ass. Completing the look, she wore her black and white Converse on her feet.

Chloe blushed. While not a prude, compared to Lola, Chloe always felt a bite chaste.

“What? This is the first I’m hearing about this,” Emma said.

“Oh? You hadn’t heard? Well, I guess I only know because Chloe called me a few weeks ago wanting some custom things made for her.” Lola was laughing. “‘Lo, I need you to make some stuff for me! It’s important! I need them today!'”

“Oh, come on!” Chloe sat up, protesting. “I did not!”

“Do not make me whip out the text messages that preceded the call,” Lola said, grinning, eyebrow raised.

“Oh, fine. You’re such an ass!” Chloe crossed her arms under her breasts and sat back, head tilted up and away from Lola.

Lola was cackling now. “Like I said, Em. Spicey. Come on, give us the deets, dude. Out with it. I wanna hear all about it.”

“Wait,” Emma said. “Custom makes? What did you make for her?”

Emma wasn’t nearly as open with these kinds of things as Lola or even Chloe. She was much more reserved in this kind of talk. It was due to a lack of experience, she knew, not because she wasn’t comfortable around her two best friends. You couldn’t be friends with Chloe and Lola, especially Lola, and not be comfortable with some raunchy sex talk.

“Yeah, I made a choker and collar for her with some very interesting words embroidered on them.” Lola was biting her lip and wiggling her shoulders again.

“Ugh, you are such a nosey bitch,” Chloe said, holding back laughter despite her embarrassment.

It wasn’t like they hadn’t spoken about these things before. They had, but Chloe had never exactly pinned down what she was into for them. Unlike Lola who was very open about what she liked.

“Okay, one of you spit it out. I have to know now,” Emma demanded.

Lola looked at Chloe, an eyebrow raised again. Chloe rolled her eyes and waved her hand as she looked away as if to say she wasn’t going to play Lola’s game. The real reason was to try to hide her reddening face as much as she could.

Taking that as permission, Lola said, “Well,” she drew out the word, “Our little redheaded minx here is way kinkier than we thought, Em. And quite submissive, if I understand the situation right. Probably give me a run for my money, isn’t that right Chloe?”

Chloe groaned and put her head in her hands on the table.

“I hate you right now, Lo,” came Chloe’s muffled words.

Lola laughed again. Slowly but surely, Lola had drawn out both girls from their shy, withdrawn selves over the years. She encouraged them to try new things, especially when it came to sex, and she never let them get away without divulging all the details.

Chloe was pretty sure Lola got off on hearing her talk about the things she got up to with the guys she’d been with in the past. Now, though, she actually had some real, juicy details to share unlike with the guys before.

Lola continued, “She had me embroider some words onto a choker and collar. Oh, and if I’m not mistaken isn’t that the choker I made for you, Chloe?”

Chloe’s eyes widened. “Oh, you absolute rat.” Chloe had worn the collar Lola made for her, not thinking anything travesti istanbul of it other than she wanted to be wearing it for Will later that day.

“Come on, babe. Give us a look. Show Em what you had me put on there for you because it was so urgent.” Lola teased.

“I don’t see any words on it,” Emma said, craning her neck to look around Chloe.

With a sigh of resignation, cursing herself for not knowing this would happen. She knew Lola. She knew Lola would take any chance she could get to squeeze Chloe for sexy details. And Lola knew that once Chloe got over the initial embarrassment she’d tell all. This was Lola’s way of getting her over that first hump.

With a sigh of resignation and a glare tossed at Lola, which she was completely unphased by, Chloe reached up and flipped her choker around where the words “Will’s Cumslut” and “Good Girl” could be seen.

Emma’s eyes widened as she read them. “Chloe! It’s only been like three weeks! And you’re already wearing his name on you? Not to mention labeling yourself as his ‘cumslut’ and ‘good girl’?” Emma glanced around and lowered her voice as she said these last words.

Despite her words, Emma didn’t really disapprove. She thought it was really hot as mental images flashed through her mind, but she thought she should at least make a token effort to seem like the only one with some decorum.

Lola giggled. “It’s been three weeks since I made them for her.”

“What?!” Emma nearly shouted, actually surprised now.

“Ugh. One of these days, Lola,” Chloe warned, ignoring Lola’s snickering.

“Yeah, I had chuckles over there make them for me after my second meeting with Will. I know it’s a lot, but you just can’t know. Like, that night we spent together was amazing. We talked a lot about what happened and how we felt about everything. And the sex we had that night was…I can’t even describe it. Fucking mind-blowing is the thing that comes close. I was probably a bit dick drunk. Is that the term?”

“‘Was’ and ‘a bit’?” Lola asked. “Girl, it was more than a bit and you still are dick drunk. I saw the way you were walking up to the table earlier. A bit sore, are we? And you’re sitting there dressed as somehow the cutest and sexiest piece of ass I’ve seen today. One look at you and I just know you’re going to get railed tonight,” she paused for a moment, considering. “Speaking of railing, does this guy have a dominant, hunky brother?”

“No.” Chloe leaned forward and grabbed a clean napkin off the table. She balled it up and threw it at Lola.

Lola didn’t even try to dodge it as it hit her in the face and she didn’t flinch at all either. She just let it bounce off her cheek, not disturbing the grin on her face one bit. She licked her lips at Chloe before taking a sip of her tea.

“I guess I can understand that,” Emma said a bit wistfully. She could understand it but hadn’t ever experienced it. Despite being gorgeous, Emma had even less experience with guys than Chloe. Emma had chestnut-colored hair, olive skin, and beautiful, electric blue eyes. She had curves to die for, having been a gymnast all throughout school and after. That’s where she and Chloe had met. She didn’t know it, but men were intimidated by her. She was only about an inch taller than Chloe and Lola, but her exotic, hawk-like features made some men too nervous to approach her. It was sad, really. Emma was one of the sweetest, most kind people either Chloe or Lola knew.

Emma looked hot in white short shorts and a gray tank top tucked into them. She wore a simple gold necklace that looked great against her skin and white sandals that showed off yellow-painted toenails.

Lola had made it her mission to get Emma to be more outgoing, and more open to approaching men first. It was slow going, but now she’d at least talk about sex stuff with them instead of blushing and keeping silent.

“Yeah. The things he’s said to me while doing the things he’s done to me…oof.” Chloe trailed off, giving a shiver of pleasure, goosebumps rising all over her body.

Lola leaned forward and pinched one of Chloe’s nipples. It had hardened before her eyes when Chloe trailed off. “Keep going!”

“Ouch!” Chloe said, trying to swat Lola’s hand away too late.

“What else?” Lola prodded. “What’s he like in bed? What has he done to you? I’m assuming things you haven’t experienced before or you wouldn’t be all hot and bothered about. Be careful about leaning too far forward, by the way. If your tit touches the table you’d probably cut a hole in it, as hard as your nips are.”

Chloe couldn’t help but let out a guffaw. Covering her nipples she said, “Well, you would too if you knew!”

“I’ve been freaking asking since we sat down! Get on with it before I make Em sit on you and I pinch your nipples to get it out of you,” Lola threatened.

Emma pushed herself from the table a little as if preparing to do just what Lola threatened.

“Okay, okay,” Chloe said, covering her istanbul travestileri breasts. “Jeez, you guys are savages.”

“Yeah, well, you know it’s been forever since I’ve been with anyone and the same goes for Em I’m pretty sure,” Lola said. “So what about him? I want to know about him,” she asked.

Knowing exactly what Lola was asking, Chloe hesitated. Even though she had already told them much about what they did in the bedroom, she hadn’t described Will in graphic detail.

“I dunno, Lo. I’m not sure I feel super comfortable divulging certain details about him, you know? Just for his privacy. I really like him and I don’t want to disrespect him,” Chloe said.

“Aww, come on. Who are we going to tell? You know it’s just us three.”

“I know, I know. But if things work out with him you’ll definitely meet him and I’d feel bad that you’d have so much intimate knowledge of him without his permission.”

“So ask him. He sounds chill as hell. Shoot him a text and ask if you can talk about him with your girlfriends. Your best girlfriends whom you trust more than anyone.” Lola said earnestly.

Chloe thought about it for several moments, chewing on her lip as shit mulled it over.

“Ugh, okay, fine. I’ll ask. He’s hanging out with his friend right now so he should respond pretty quickly.”

Chloe began composing a text, unsure of how to word it, initially being circumspect about it. Then she deleted it and started over.

“Hey, baby. 😉 I’m hanging out with Lo and Em, the girls I told you about. They’ve been grilling me about you all morning. They want to know everything. I told you a bit about how Lola is and she’s thirsty af for details. I told them a bit about what we like to get up to, but they want to know about you, if you know what I mean. Is that ok? I didn’t want to just tell them private things about your body. Telling them about things we do together is a bit different, telling them about you is another matter and I just felt it is respectful to ask you.”

It was only about a minute before he responded. “Lmao. Are you asking me if it’s okay to tell your girlfriends about my weiner, babe?”

Chloe snorted a laugh. Why was ‘weiner’ such a funny word? She could imagine him saying it. He always said it in a certain, kinda goofy way when he was joking around.

“Yeah, basically, I guess. It’s totally cool if you don’t want to. No pressure at all, I just didn’t feel right about it without asking for your privacy since you’ll almost certainly be meeting these two thirsty af girls at some point. Lol.”

“Hahaha. Well, it’s kinda weird and I imagine it’ll be a bit awkward when we meet, but if you trust them then I’m okay with it. I trust you, just try not to embellish too much, I know you like to make me feel good with the things you say.”

Chloe gaped at her phone. Why would she ever have to embellish that?

“Okay, baby. Thank you. Have fun with Jack! I’ll see you in a bit.”

“He said it was okay as long as I didn’t ’embellish’ too much. I have no idea why he thinks I would do that. Or why I would need to do that?”

Both Emma and Lola put their phones down, having picked them up while Chloe was texting Will. Lola clapped and bounced in her seat, causing interesting things to happen with her top and sports bra.

So Chloe gave up the details, describing the things she and Will had done together. All of the different ways Will had dominated her in bed, the way he’d forced her to beg and plead to be treated roughly. She described the first time he spanked her and the time she tried to trick him into being rougher with her and then how it backfired deliciously.

Lola and Emma’s eyes widened at that one, both biting their lips.

She explained some of his power play tricks like when he commanded her to kiss him but kept his hand around her throat, forcing her to choke herself with his hand to obey.

Both girls sat up straighter at that one, looks of lust and longing crossing their faces.

She even pulled down her top just enough for them to see fresh hickies on the inside of her breasts. She told them about how she loved to be marked by him, how sometimes showing just enough for people to get the hint of the hickies when they were out together, knowing they would know he was the one to put them there. She had seen more than one waitress or server glance down her shirt, see the hickies and then glance over at Will knowingly who usually didn’t notice. She’d gotten several knowing smiles and envious glances from other women as well as men.

“There are others you’d only see in my underwear, if that,” Chloe said, waggling her eyebrows at them.

“Wow, he’s just running wild on you, huh?” Emma asked, a wistful look in her eye.

“Oh, yeah. I’d let that man do whatever he wants to me. In fact, I already do, he just hasn’t done everything he wants to me yet. I’m sure of it. And to be honest, it’s more fun if I put up a fight when he starts something unexpectedly. istanbul travesti I enjoy it more and I’m certain he does too. “

She told them about how obsessed she was with giving him blowjobs. About how she loved to just touch him, caress him. She talked about how she loved to swallow as much as she could of his massive loads.

She described in detail how big he was, how much he filled her, and exactly how much she loved it.

“And his balls, oh. My. God. Huge. To quote Lola, ‘absolute units’.

Lola and Emma both laughed out loud at that.

“God damn,” Lola said.

“Seriously,” Emma said.

“Yeah. Will can keep giving it too. I think we both discovered a new level of our stamina. He mentioned that before he met me he usually only came once or twice and rarely three times. But since we’ve been together it’s almost always three or more throughout the night. Not counting whatever I get out of him in the morning or afternoon. And it’s a lot.” Chloe said. “I used to only be able to go two, maybe three times. Never three times with a guy and most of the times I went two it was masturbating. We just turn each other on so goddamn much. We both know what each other likes and take full advantage of it. And we’re still discovering things too.

She told them about the time she revealed how flexible she was, how she was able to pull her legs up straight in missionary, and how it drove Will crazy and caused him to cum all over her pussy and ass before sticking it back in.

Chloe began to tell them about how she loved to prolong his orgasms but hesitated. She wasn’t sure if this was okay to share. But Will had told her he was okay with it. If he didn’t want them to know he would have told her to omit those details.

So she mentally shrugged and forged on, telling them about how much she loved to play with his huge balls during blowjobs. Choking off his orgasms to prolong them, to make his orgasms even more intense. She told them about the prostate play they had done, how much he loved it, and that she had been the first to do that for him. She went on to describe just how much he came when he orgasmed, how it was often almost too much for her and she loved it for that reason.

She even confessed to absolutely loving when he came on her face. That she couldn’t be happier after he covered her in his cum.

“What’s that like?” Emma asked. “I’ve never done that. Didn’t seem appealing.”

“It is when it’s with the right guy,” Chloe said. “Obviously some girls dislike it regardless of who she’s with, but I tried it with a couple of different guys and I never cared for it and I’m sure it was because of them. They didn’t do anything wrong, really. It just didn’t feel right. When Will cums on my face, there’s a feel to it, like a dynamic. Obviously, I love to submit to him in the bedroom, but when he cums on my face it’s like he demands it, forces me to, in the hottest way. And at the same time, I feel his love and affection as he does it. There are two different ways we do it. When I’m sucking and stroking him and he cums and I stroke him out onto my face, that’s like my way of loving him and showing it. Then there are times, not as frequent as when I do it when he grabs my jaw or the top of my head and he strokes himself out onto me, turning my head this way and that, totally coating me, which he can easily do. He speaks to me very lovingly, telling me how beautiful I look, how good I make him feel, things like that. He’ll stroke my hair or cup my face as he does it and it just feels so intense and I feel so cared for. Then he’ll tell me to stick out my tongue if I haven’t already and he’ll coat that too, swallowing everything I can. After a while, he usually collapses on the bed and I continue to suck him dry. It feels possessive on his part. Like he’s marking me in yet another way, like with the hickies. And the fact that he cums so damn much is just the icing on the cake. Or my face. Whatever. It’s intense and I love it.” Chloe finished matter-of-factly.

“Wow, when you put it like that it makes me want to try it. With the right guy, of course,” Emma said.

“I feel the same way as Chloe,” Lola said. “It really depends on the guy and how they do it. There are gentle and loving ways they can do it and there are rough and fun ways he can do it. I like the more rough and fun ways, but gentle is nice sometimes too.”

Throughout the conversation, Emma and Lola had been making various noises. Exclaiming, suppressing moans, raising eyebrows, and biting lips. There was much shifting and squirming in their chairs as well.

“Oh, there he is now!” Chloe said, looking between them. Both girls sat up straighter and whipped their heads around to find him. Chloe quickly leaned forward and pinched an already-hardened nipple on both girls.

“I don’t- Ouch!” Emma said, jerking around in her chair.

“Where-Oh!” Lola began then cut off when Chloe pinched her nipple. Unlike Emma, though. When she cried out it wasn’t in pain, it was in pleasure. It had been a sultry, lustful noise that escaped her mouth.

Both girls looked at Lola, and for once, the woman blushed. “You’re lucky I don’t make you even out the other one,” Lola muttered, rubbing her nipples.

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The Futa Family Ch. 02

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“So, how do you know my sister?” Emily asked.

“We go to the same school,” I answered.

“Oh! So, Taylor brought a schoolmate over for a little slumber party? Awesome.” Emily looked over at Taylor. “Is he staying for breakfast?”

“Only if he wants to,” Taylor said as she finished getting dressed.

“Breakfast sounds great,” I said.

“Great, you can meet the rest of the family,” Emily said. “Follow me.”

Taylor rolled her eyes as she followed her sister out of the bedroom. On the way downstairs, I tried my best to not stare at Emily’s fulsome, swaying backside. I wasn’t sure if that was the way she usually walked, but it was turning me on.

We came to a large dining room, with several places already set on the table. Sitting at the head of the table was a raven-haired woman wearing a housedress and reading her phone while sipping coffee. She looked up and smiled as we walked in.

“Good morning, Tay-Tay,” she said.

“Morning, Mama,” Taylor replied before walking up to kiss her mother on the cheek. “This is my friend, Carter.”

“Ah! So, this is the famous Carter!” Taylor’s mother said, rising from her chair enthusiastically. “And he’s handsome, too!”

“That’s what I said,” Emily chimed in.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Kuhn,” I said.

“Oh, stop!” Taylor’s mom said as she walked over and gave me a hug. “I’ve heard about you so much that I practically know you. Please, call me Lexi.”

“Nice to meet you, Lexi,” I said after she let me go. “I hope you don’t mind me crashing your breakfast.”

“Not at all! I sure hope you’re hungry. We’re going to do this buffet-style in a minute.”

We all turned our heads as someone else entered the dining room. It was a tall, beautiful young woman wearing a white blouse and business slacks.

“Morning, Cressi!” Emily said brightly.

“Good morning,” she said flatly, waving a hand at us as she made for the pot of coffee. “Mmm, that smells like Columbian roast.”

“It is,” Lexi said. “Carter, this is my second oldest, Cressida. Cressi, this is Taylor’s friend Carter.”

She gave me a barely polite nod before pouring herself a mug of coffee and sitting at the table and whipping out her cell phone. “I hope that stupid storm doesn’t come back.”

“When did you guys get in?” Taylor asked as she sat at the table.

“Cressi arrived about 40 minutes ago,” Lexi said. “But we got here before sunrise.”

I sat down beside Taylor and Emily quickly took the seat next to me so that I was sitting between two of the Kuhn sisters.

“It’s so good to be home and have my baby back from her second year at Clemson,” Lexi beamed.

“You’re going to Clemson?” I asked Emily.

“Yeah, I’m studying Nursing,” Emily replied. She grabbed her enormous breasts and jiggled them at me. “As you can see, I loooove to nurse.”

“God, Emily,” Taylor grumbled. “Go take a cold shower or something.”

“Where’s the food?” Cressida asked. “I’m starving.”

“Be patient,” Lexi urged. “You can’t rush perfection.”

One of the doors opened and a woman walked in pulling a three-tiered dining cart laden with covered serving trays. She was a bit chubby, but had a cute, round face and glasses. She kind of looked like an elementary school teacher that I once had.

“Dora?” Taylor asked. “I didn’t know that you were coming.”

“Hey, Tay-Tay,” Dora said. “Sorry for the wait; eggs took longer than expected. The rest is on the way.”

While Dora started putting the serving trays on tables that were along the wall, another woman entered. She was older, had chin-length bob of wavy red hair, and rosy cheeks. She had another cart full of trays but abandoned it as soon as she was in the room. She walked over to Lexi and planted a kiss on her mouth.

“Good morning, everyone!” She said in a cheery voice.

“Good morning, Mother,” Taylor, Emily, and Cressida said in unison.

I tried not to let the surprise show on my face. I mean, this was 2022, so why would Taylor having two moms be weird?

“Let’s eat everyone!” Mother exclaimed. “Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t know that we had a guest. Hello, there!”

“This is Carter,” Lexi told her.

Mother let out a gasped and then walked over to me with outstretched arms and big smile. “Carter! Oh, we finally get to meet you!”

I allowed her to squeeze me, pressing me against her plump body. It felt good being hugged by her; she seemed to radiate with maternal warmth. She was wearing a bright-colored floral sundress that displayed her full bosom. It seemed that out of the whole family, Taylor had missed out on the big boob genes. At last, Mother let me go.

“I’m Maddy!” Mother said. “Sorry, but I’m a hugger, as these girls will tell you. Oh, it’s so nice to finally meet you. We only get to hear about you when Tay-Tay tells us about her soccer games. Oooh, so handsome!”

I blushed, clearly not getting tired of having her family tell me how good I looked.

“Well, don’t let me keep you,” Maddy said. “Everyone, dig in!’

All of us grabbed our plates and helped istanbul travesti ourselves to the buffet. There were six trays full of bacon, scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage links, silver dollar pancakes, and applesauce. I sat at the table and let Taylor’s mothers ask me all sorts of questions. Once in a while, Emily would join in, but Cressida just ate while browsing on her phone. Taylor kept fairly silent as well, occasionally tossing me the apologetic look.

Apparently, Lexi worked as an International Marketing Manager for a big company. Maddy worked as a photographer but came from money. Even after I had eaten my fill, I found myself loving talking to Taylor’s parents.

“So, Carter spent the night here,” Emily suddenly said.

“Emily, shut up!” Taylor said through clenched teeth.

“It’s okay, Tay-Tay,” Maddy said. “There’s nothing wrong with having a boy over. You never bring any of your friends to visit.”

“She thinks that this mansion will scare them away,” Lexi told me with a cute wink. “We really do hope you’ll stay for lunch, Carter. It’s so nice to have the whole family here, especially with Emily at college, Dora all the way over in New Mexico, and Cressi always on the road.”

“Oh, what do you do, Cressida?” I asked politely.

“Marketing, just like my mom,” she said, not looking up from her phone.

“Cressi, please!” Maddy said. “Your phone can wait; it’s family time.”

Cressida gave an exasperated sigh and turned off her phone, taking care to roll her eyes at her mother. I had seen Taylor do that plenty of times. Beside her sat Dora, who didn’t really say much. I didn’t mean to keep track, but she was on her 4th plate of breakfast.

“Anyways, you’re more than welcome to stay,” Maddy told me. “We could have a pool party!”

“Actually, I should probably be getting back,” I said. “My parents are probably worried sick because of last night’s storm.”

“Well, please, don’t be a stranger!” Lexi said, getting up from her seat to hug me.

“You’re welcome here anytime!” Maddy said with her hug.

“Definitely anytime,” Emily said, giving me a hug combined with a quick butt grab.

“Nice to meet you,” Dora said meekly.

“Bye,” Cressida said, picking up her phone again.

Taylor led me to the laundry room to get my shoes. They weren’t in the sink, but dried and cleaned on the countertop. We then got in her car and headed to my place. She turned on the radio, but I felt like talking.

“Ugh, that breakfast was great,” I told her as I patted my stomach with satisfaction.

“Yeah. Sorry if my family was a little weird,” she said.

“They were cool with me. Your moms are great, but I don’t think Cressida liked me that much.”

“Don’t take it personally,” Taylor said. “She’s a bitch to everyone, which is why I’m glad that she doesn’t visit that much.”

“On the flip side, Emily was very nice to me.”

Taylor fought a smile as she said, “Emily’s like the family dog. Whenever we have someone new come over, she’s super interested. Trust me, you’ll be seeing more of her.”

“What’s up with Dora? She didn’t say much.”

“Dora…has had a rough patch for a while. She got divorced not too long ago and got so depressed that she quit her job. Her ex-wife got remarried, but they share custody of the kids.”

I looked at her in shock. “You’re an aunt?”

“Yup. Three nephews.”

“Wild. Still, your family isn’t really all that strange.”

“Except for the fact that we’re all futanari,” Taylor said as she changed lanes.

“Well…I could definitely tell that Emily was; she was rocking a chubby when she came to wake us up.”

“Yeah, you’re partially to blame for that,” Taylor joked.

We finally got to my house, and in the driveway was a red 2010 Honda CRV. Taylor parked behind the car, and we got out.

“Looks like Grandma’s here,” I said.

“Ooh, I like your grandma,” Taylor said, her expression much brighter. “Let me come in and say hi.”

We went into the house and found my parents in the living room. My mom jumped up to hug both myself and Taylor. My parents adored Taylor, uncaring that she was openly bisexual and a futanari. Taylor often joked that if they walked in on us taking a bath, they’d just smile and tell us to wash thoroughly. The both of them saw her as the daughter they never had.

“Where’s Grandma,” I asked. “Is she taking a nap?”

“No, she’s not here,” Dad said.

“But her car’s out in the driveway.”

“No,” Mom said. “Your car is out in the driveway.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but then their meaning dawned on me. A smile erupted on my face, and I started jumping up and down like a maniac. Dad pulled the keys out of his pocket and handed them to me.

Apparently, my grandma upgraded to a newer car, and rather than sell her old one, she decided to gift it to me. She even wrote my dad a huge check to cover the cost of adding me to my parents’ insurance. Dad said that I’d have to pay for the gas out of my allowance and would have to help them run errands like getting travesti istanbul groceries and giving my younger brother Eddie the occasional ride.

“And make sure you call Grandma to say thanks,” my mom said.

“You bet!” I looked over at Taylor and asked, “Want to cruise down to the mall?”

“Nah, I should be getting home. Gotta put in some family time. I’ll call you.”

The pained expression on her face told me that she’d rather be here. There was many a time that Taylor had spent hours at my house doing homework, playing soccer in the backyard, or just loafing around. Funny to think that she preferred my cookie-cutter house to that palatial mansion that belonged to her family.

After Taylor left, I headed upstairs and turned on my X-Box. The last 24 hours had been wild. I had just seen Taylor naked for the first time, taken a shower with her, and given her a vigorous handjob to both her male and female parts. We’d also slept in the same bed together, and I’d just met her family of all futanari women. Now, I was the proud owner of my own car.

I took it easy the rest of the day. The next day I went cruising around to my friends’ houses and they were overjoyed at my new car. A few of us went down to Sonic for lunch, then bowling, and then back to Tim Reilly’s to play video games.

I didn’t see or hear much from Taylor for the next few days. I would always ask if she wanted to play soccer or maybe go to the mall, but she always seemed to be unavailable. I was worried that maybe our night together had maybe scared her in some way.

Trying to be a good friend, I stopped by the store and bought a huge bag of Dorito’s Cool Ranch chips and a box of Little Debbie’s Zebra Cakes with the intent on taking them over to maybe patch things up between us. I was able to retrace the directions to her house and pulled up to the mansion gates. Surprisingly, they were already open, so I drove up to the front door, got out of my car and rang the doorbell.

Due to the size of the house, it didn’t surprise me that I stood outside for a full six minutes before someone opened the door. A familiar face with blonde hair and glasses smiled at me.

“Hey, Carter!” Emily said brightly.

“Uh, Emily, right?” I was pretending to have trouble remembering her name. Out of Taylor’s siblings, she was the one I remembered the most. She was looking especially delicious in her tank top and pajama pants.

“That’s right!” Emily said. “You here to see Taylor?”

“Yeah, I haven’t seen her in days, so I thought I’d come by and surprise her with some junk food.”

“Awww, that’s so sweet. Taylor and my moms went out for a spa day, I’m sorry.”

“Ah, shoot.” I held out the bags and asked, “Could you put these in her room for me and tell her that they’re from me?”

“Well, if you want, you can go upstairs and leave them. I’m sure that she won’t mind.”

“Um, okay.”

I followed Emily upstairs, trying my best to avoid becoming hypnotized by the way that magnificent ass of hers swayed as she walked. Walking through different corridors, we stopped at a door, and she opened it for me. I was barely inside before I noticed that this wasn’t Taylor’s bedroom. This room was much cleaner and brighter than Taylor’s and lacked the soccer player posters on the wall.

“This isn’t Taylor’s room,” I said, looking at Emily with a knowing smile.

“I never said we were going to her room,” Emily said with a devious smile as she closed the door. “I said we were going upstairs.” She then hoisted her tank top over her head and dropped it on the ground.

I stared openly at her large, teardrop shaped breasts. Each of them had a light pink nipple set inside large oval shaped areolae of the same color. I put down the bags of snacks and took off my shirt.

“You like my chest, Carter?” Emily purred. “Because I sure like yours.”

“I love your chest,” I said walking up to her. “I wanted to motorboat you the first time we met.”

That’s exactly what I did next, not even waiting for her permission before I grabbed those billowy mounds on her chest. Emily moaned as I squeezed her tits and put her face into them. I hoisted one of them up to my mouth and sucked on her nipple.

“Fuck, that feels good,” she moaned as she caressed my head.

She then pried the breast away from me and started to lick at her own nipple. I joined her tongue with mine and then we forgot about the nipple and started licking each other’s tongues. She then put her mouth to mine, and we embraced each other.

“How about I keep you company until Taylor gets home?” I asked her.

“Fine with me,” Emily said.

The two of us started making out again as Emily led us towards her bed. Her fingers quickly removed my pants and underwear, and I did the same to her. I kicked off my shoes and socks and then Emily crawled into the bed.

I drank in the full view of her immaculate nudity. She had a round rump that looked even better out in the open. She got her back and spread her legs open. Sure enough, I was face-to-face with her dark istanbul travestileri pink cock and balls. Her genitals were covered in a light down of dark brown hair. Her cock slowly started to swell as I came closer.

“Fuck, just the way you’re looking at me has got me so hard,” Emily moaned as she put her hands above her head to grab the headboard. “Get the fuck over here. I’m so horny, I haven’t been laid in weeks.”

I showed no hesitation whatsoever as I lifted Emily’s nut sack in order to get a clear view of her pussy. I spread her open and slid my anxious prick inside. Emily moaned and gurgled as I wasted no time in thrusting my hips. I put my mouth to hers once again as I fucked her.

As I rammed into Emily, I could feel her hot penis slapping against my stomach, painting it with pre-cum. I reached down and grabbed it, making her howl with delight as I masturbated her. Her meat throbbed within my grip, growing even bigger than it was before.

“God, I want you to fucking spear me!” Emily moaned. “Oh, I’ve wanted you ever since I saw you sleeping in Taylor’s bed!”

“I know!” I moaned to her. “It was so hard not to stare at your huge tits and tasty ass!”

“Oh, you fucking pervert!” Emily cried before pulling me in for another kiss.

She and I rolled all over the bed until she was on top of me. She rode my dick cowgirl style, giggling and moaning like she was on a ride at the carnival. I didn’t mind her being on top; it was a treat having her do all of the work while I got to stare at those tits bouncing with every movement she made.

She leaned forward and pinned my arms to the bed as she kept bucking. Her breasts slapped me in the face like a pair of fleshy punching bags and I was loving every minute of it. I opened my mouth, trying to catch one of her nipples but it was difficult to do when my hands were being restrained.

Emily was so wet. While my dick was surging through the damp crevasse of her womanhood, her own dick kept vomiting pre-cum all over my body. It was hard to see her face while her breasts were obscuring my vision, but her grunts and moans were getting lower. I knew she wouldn’t have much longer.

“Fuck! Oh! Oh, Carter, I…..OHHHHH!”

The sex goddess on top of me howled like a beast as she climaxed. I felt her pussy spasming around my cock and her female juices running like tiny rivers. Her cock surrendered to the feeling as well, blasting me with a quartet of stinky semen. Emily rested atop me, and the two of us lie with each other in a sweaty, sticky heap of flesh.

“Ohhhh, thank you,” she breathed before kissing my cheek and letting go of my hands.

“Any time,” I said. “I’m serious, any time.”

Emily gave a weak chuckle and rolled off of me. Her cock was half wilted, and she reeked of sex. I reeked too, but my dick was still rock hard.

“Hey, Emily.”

“Yeah?”

“Can I fuck your tits?”

“Oooh! Sure! Come over here.”

I enthusiastically crawled on top of her and put my dick on her chest. She grinned as she grabbed her tits and pressed them against my rod. We smiled at each other as I started moving my hips.

“I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“Relax, you’re fine,” Emily assured me. “I’ve had bigger guys than you on top of me.”

“Man, your tits feel great.”

“Thank you! You cock is making my chest all hot, like I just drank some tea.”

Emily was hitting all of my buttons. When she wasn’t telling me how hot I was, or how horny she was, she would stick her tongue into her cleavage to lick at my glans. It was fun seeing that even she was having a hard time holding her own her large breasts.

My precum was making the breast sex so much more enjoyable. The room stunk of flesh and cum, but I was in heaven. Come to think of it, the smell reminded me of the time that I did that mutual masturbation session with Taylor.

Taylor! In the haze of sex, I had just remembered that I had originally come to see her. I wonder how she would feel about me banging her sister. A throbbing pain in my cock brought me back to reality.

“Oh, no!” I cried.

“Cum, Carter! CUM NOW!”

I grunted as I spurted my load within Emily’s cleavage. A stray shot made it out and pelted her in the glasses. When I was done, she kissed the tip of my penis.

“Good job, jizz boy,” she said. “That was amazing.”

“Thanks.”

After I got off of her, she grabbed some tissues to clean the spunk from her face and glasses. I lounged on my back, trying to calm my mind after the earth-shattering orgasm I had just unleashed on Emily’s jugs. Emily sidled up next to me, giving me a surprise kiss on the mouth.

“How’d I do?” I asked her.

“Amazing,” she said as she nuzzled my chest. “You ready to go again?”

“I’m gonna need about 10 minutes,” I admitted.

“We’ll see about that.”

The curvy blonde got on all fours and crawled around towards me. I spread my legs to let her approach and she lie down between them. While looking me dead in the eye, she took my limp cock into her mouth and began to suck on it.

My toes curled as I felt her tongue bathing my rod. She looked so beautiful as she used her mouth to bring it back to life. In a few minutes I was hard again. She took my penis out of her mouth and kissed it all over like it was a pet.

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KCTC Reporter Pt. 03

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Tom had another restless night after reading Raquel’s sexy message and answering Yes to every question on the introductory KCTC Questionnaire. He laid in bed, aroused, with his mind reeling from everything that had happened to him so far, and he simply could not stop thinking about these girls and the way they had been sweeping him up in such an inescapably enthralling written web of seduction…

He had contacted Kitty mostly from a business perspective, and she had given him a businesslike response, but she also had been quite flirtatious and enticing pretty much right away. This incredible mix of formality combined with her suggestive, provocative approach had truly stunned him, leaving him intrigued and fascinated.

From the moment he read that initial reply, it was clear that she had an assertive and controlling nature about her, and every message he received from Brigitte and Raquel after that demonstrated more of that same behavior. And he still didn’t know quite what to make of it! I mean, he had heard about girls that like to take the lead in various ways in life – in business but also in personal and sexual situations – but he’d never really interacted with any ladies that were this hot and this beguiling.

But however one defined their actions, it was clear to him that their femme-centric behavior certainly was contrary to the commonly accepted role for men to be the aggressors and the pursuers in interpersonal relationships with women. So it was for that reason that Tom understood why it wouldn’t appeal to certain typical sexist-male types, and it was probably why his guy friends had been so tight-lipped, and a little embarrassed too, about their experiences there!

But what the hell – he found himself not really caring what any other guys might think about him allowing these ladies to lure him in and toy with him like they were doing, because there was just something about it that was immensely appealing to him, and he couldn’t deny it.

Tom had no previous knowledge of this kind of roleplay, mind you, because he had never had any exposure to it. Such openly presented attraction games were quite new to him! Not only was their approach unfamiliar, and hence not necessarily appealing right away, but it wouldn’t have had anywhere near the same effect if all these girls weren’t so mind-blowingly gorgeous. To that end, having them include pics of themselves dressed up sexy in each message really did serve their purpose of ensnaring him and attracting him to them. And that was all it took – he was hooked!

Furthermore, this last round of communication was particularly alluring; their questionnaire was far more direct than anything he’d ever experienced with other women. He loved the businesslike approach they took despite the subject matter being so openly suggestive. And for some reason the way they made him reveal his feelings about the situation really turned him on, like asking him questions that had obvious answers (for example, if he thought Brigitte and Kitty were sexy girls).

Then they made him confess that what they were doing to him was turning him on sexually, and finally they requested his open consent for them to proceed with more of their games. He could have said No to any of their questions, but his Yes answers to all of them felt very natural to give somehow. This was certainly helped along by the fact that he had been provided with more imagery of exactly who his interrogators were, and more importantly, how attractive they looked when they were dressed up very sexy.

Of course, despite them insisting that he openly confess his feelings of attraction to them, they were only revealing little bits and pieces of their plots and schemes for him, which kept things mysterious and intriguing. This served to further develop the idea that they were in charge of the scenario, and that he was simply being taken in by them and strung along into it. He simply couldn’t wait to see what would happen next…

Anyway, after obsessing over all of this for a couple hours, he finally fell asleep, only to awaken the next morning with an incredible erection that took at least an hour to subside. And even then, as he began his day, it simply refused to go away fully – it really wasn’t ever getting completely flaccid. Instead it seemed hyper-sensitized, and it stayed partially erect throughout the day, which was a new and wonderful feeling for him. Of course, just a few seconds of thinking about any one of the KCTC girls had it standing at full attention in no time!

So he went about his business all day long, once again checking his messages repeatedly. He was dying to know what would be next on their agenda, but as the hours clicked by he couldn’t help but wonder if these wicked temptresses were going to make him wait another week or two before responding to his questionnaire answers!

But to his surprise, a message came in later that evening, and it was Brigitte contacting him again. istanbul travesti She was rather brief this time, saying that she had consulted with Raquel about his case and that they both wanted to congratulate him on his correct responses to their introductory questionnaire.

She let him know how excited she and Kitty were to hear that he thought they were sexy. She also said that they both loved hearing that their pics and messages turned him on. Most importantly, they were delighted that he had granted them consent to proceed with more of their teasing games…

She added that Kitty really did want to meet him, but she was quite busy for the time being. Brigitte said she’d be checking Kitty’s schedule over the next few weeks to see if an opening came up, and if there was one she’d try to squeeze him in if at all possible.

But if Kitty’s schedule remained as busy as it currently was, Brigitte suggested that perhaps he might like to come meet her instead, and that she would be happy to entertain him. She could show him around the KCTC business office, and maybe introduce him to some of the other TeaserGirls too (she seemed to make it a point to call them that).

Of course, he was particularly excited to hear her say that one of the upcoming Fridays might be a good day for her to invite him in for a visit, given her earlier commentary about the KCTC dress code on that particular day. But he also couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t say whether it might be this week, or the next…or the next…

Tom’s cock sprang to attention from the very moment the message came in, and he could feel it throbbing as Brigitte casually talked about bringing him in to meet her at the KCTC office. Visions of all kinds of hot women strutting around in high heels, miniskirts and low-cut blouses danced in his head as she ended the message with that simple reference to which day of the week it might occur.

Predictably, he noticed there was a new pic of her, this time in another ‘sexy secretary’ getup. It was different than the other pics, but every bit as appealing, showing her sitting at the same desk as in one of her earlier pics, looking at her PC through a pair of classy-looking glasses. Her hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing a soft, white angora sweater, a black leather miniskirt and thigh-high black leather boots with pointy toes and 5″ heels.

After checking her out in her seductive outfit for a moment, Tom also noticed that there were several guys seated in chairs up against the walls of the large office, with each one facing her. They looked very much like the guys surrounding her and Kitty when she shared that pic of them standing on stage in their furs and thigh-high boots at the KCTC nightclub.

These guys were all young and geeky looking, and every single one of them was completely fixated on this hot girl sitting at her desk. Also, just like in that other pic, Tom noticed that a couple of them were staring quite shamelessly at the pointy toes and high heels of Brigitte’s thigh-high black leather boots…

Scrolling down a little further, Tom found another post-script this time as well, and this time it simply told him to expect a more detailed followup message from her. She said that since he had passed the first questionnaire test, she would be more straight with him now and explain more of what was going on. She’d give him some additional context around the dynamics that were being demonstrated to him too.

She also said that there would be a second round to the questionnaire process where he would be required to express himself to her in writing. Like before, his statements would be analyzed and assessed for acceptability, and then a determination would be made as to whether his KCTC enticement process would be continued or not. If he passed the test, she said she might be allowed to invite him in for a session of introductory games with her, and if not, he would be permanently dismissed.

And that was all for this message. It was much shorter than the other ones, and it felt quite anticlimactic even though part of it was Brigitte’s formal acceptance and approval of his behavior. On one hand, he loved feeling like Brigitte was getting more personal with him and taking him into her confidence a little more. And of course he was thrilled to hear that she might explain some more details about the games she and the other KCTC girls had been playing with him…

At the same time, hearing that there would be another round of interrogation regarding his reactions to their behavior made him quite nervous and anxious. The thought of failing one of these tests and being “dismissed” literally sent a chill up his spine! But he was also beginning to understand that their questions were probably intended simply to weed out guys that weren’t truly interested in playing along with their female-led games. And since his feelings were becoming quite clear on the matter, he figured travesti istanbul he could express himself well enough to pass their tests…

Anyway, as he enjoyed these feelings of slowly growing personal intimacy and attraction to Brigitte, he scrolled back up to see that pic of her dressed up all sexy once again. His eyes lingered on her as his mouth hung open, with his cock throbbing in his pants at the thought of possibly being allowed to meet her while she was dressed that way.

As he looked at her this time, he found her to be even more appealing than ever! Part of it was because she was making him feel like they were becoming more friendly and more intimate. But it was also the way she looked in that particular outfit; it was different from the way she was dressed in her other pics – this getup had more of a fetishistic style to it, and he just loved it!

He looked her up and down a couple times, and it struck him that dressing like that really was too daring for any normal office environment, and in most corporate situations she may have been sent home, perhaps with a warning from the HR department. Either that or some horny high-level executive might have taken her on as his personal assistant and given her a big raise and a bonus!

But he already knew that the KCTC business office had a completely different set of rules; it was run by women, and they were in charge of the openly suggestive and downright sexy dress code. It had already been explained to him that there was a strict expectation that every girl that worked there should openly flaunt her feminine sexuality (especially on the so-called “casual Fridays”). And he also knew that dressing like that was probably intended to provide visual sex appeal to any red-blooded male who happened to be there as well…

Anyway, as his gaze lingered on Brigitte in this new getup, he found himself fixating on the way she looked in that soft, fluffy white sweater; it was incredibly feminine and enticing! It had an angelic, innocent quality to it, looking so sensuous in the way it wrapped her shapely upper body up in the furry white angora. He could see the roundness of her large breasts as it clung tightly to them too, and then his eyes suddenly fixated on her erect nipples poking proudly into the soft fabric, plainly visible.

It was a huge turn on for him to realize she wasn’t wearing a bra under there, and in contrast to the purity of the way that fluffy white angora looked on her, being able to see her nipples so clearly underneath her sweater was quite a sexually bold and brazen look. Immediately he visualized how she might look as she strutted around in her high heels, the slinky motions of her curvy body causing those large, firm breasts to jiggle around. Oh wow, it would be incredibly tantalizing to watch, seeing them bounce around all loose and unrestrained underneath that deliciously soft, sensual-looking angora fur…

With that image in his mind, he found himself wanting to be close to her, wanting to touch her and feel her body in that soft furry sweater. He couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to put his arms around her and feel the softness of the fabric with his hands. He would rub his hands over her waist and around her back, then back in front onto her tummy, maybe even up onto breasts, and he’d roll those pert nipples between his thumb and forefinger right through the soft angora…if she’d let him!

As he continued to fantasize about becoming intimate with this gorgeous girl dressed in her furry, fluffy angora sweater, he suddenly realized his hand was resting on his erection, squeezing it gently. And the vision he was having in his mind was starting to cause too much stimulation for him to be able to contain his arousal, because right then he could feel an orgasm building up inside his balls and cock.

So he yanked his hand away and desperately flexed the muscles at the base of his hardon as it twitched right on the edge of explosion, and he could feel a gooey stain leak out into his underwear. His breathing slowly calmed down as he took a tissue and pulled his pants down so he could dab the precum off the head of his cock, but even that simple touching of his himself continued to make his cock pulse, right at the brink of release…

As his near-orgasm slowly subsided, he took a minute to compose himself, but then he gazed back at Brigitte’s picture. And as he glanced down at the other parts of her attire, he saw how the rest of her outfit represented a total contrast to that soft, fluffy sweater.

The way she looked in her black leather miniskirt, and even more so, the way those matching thigh-high spike-heeled boots looked had a totally different effect on him. That part of her attire was more aggressive, and it sent a totally different message of female strength and power.

Suddenly, instead of wanting to tend to her and take care of her as if he was her boyfriend on an intimate date, istanbul travestileri he found himself wanting to fall to his knees in front of her, surrender to her, do whatever she said and just generally obey her like a subservient subject.

The juxtaposition of his reaction to these two wildly different aspects of her attire was confusing in the way it was causing such conflicted feelings inside him. But one thing was for sure…it was driving him absolutely wild! Good grief – what in the world were these feelings about, and where were they coming from?

Anyway, after ogling Brigitte some more in this new outfit, cycling himself through a few states of arousal leading to near orgasm, he finally decided enough was enough, and he closed his laptop. As he started to get ready for bed, he thought about how being told to wait for yet another correspondence was pure torture. But the thought of possibly being allowed to meet Brigitte sometime soon was plenty of incentive for him to continue to play along, and he couldn’t wait to get some more information about these little games that she was introducing him to!

That night he had a similar experience to the one the night before, with his erection refusing to go away as he tried to get to sleep. Brigitte’s brief message was encouraging but nowhere near as elaborate as her earlier ones, and it was clear that it was simply intended to string him along just a little further. And it also certainly did whet his appetite for the next correspondence and the idea of being allowed to meet her personally, especially because the outfit she wore in the pic of her this time caused even more desire for her to bubble up from the depths of his soul…

Anyhow, at this point in the process of interacting with these women, he had started to notice something about his masturbation habits. He still hadn’t come since he had first contacted the KCTC girls, and he was now into a third week of denying himself release. Because of that, he found that if he played with himself for more than a minute or so, he would feel an orgasm approaching, and he would have to stop.

He had never denied himself release that long (he never really had a reason to stop jerking himself off to completion), but he still refused to grant himself the simple indulgence of orgasm. Somehow, in some way, he was beginning to derive pleasure from his growing fixation on the controlling games he was being led into by these exotic teasergirls. He was starting to find a kind of bizarre sexual satisfaction in giving in to them, doing what they wanted and allowing them to toy with him while he continued to deny himself.

So at that point he was playing with himself less and less often, even though he found himself in a practically ongoing state of arousal and erection. He knew that he might lose control and explode in a mind-blowing orgasm if he pleasured himself for just a few seconds too long, so he preferred to simply squeeze his cock in his pants whenever it got hard and fantasize about them slowly taking him further and further along into wherever they wanted him to go. What in the world was happening to him?

Anyway, after waking up the next day with an increasingly familiar morning hardon that refused to subside, he went about his business that day until at some point in the late afternoon, another message from Brigitte came in. His breath quickened and his cock stiffened as he opened it and started reading.

Dear Tom,

As I stated yesterday, this message is intended to provide you with some more information about what’s been happening to you during the introductory KCTC experience I’ve been leading you into. Despite the fact that this type of roleplay might be completely new to you, you have stated in your responses to our KCTC introductory questionnaire that you find it to be appealing, so at this time we will be proceeding with further enticements…

I hope it is becoming clear to you by now that Kitty, myself, and the rest of our KCTC girls are all into cock teasing in one form or another. Even though we haven’t met you in person yet, we have already been slowly and methodically introducing you to some of the various techniques that can be performed within the realm of this intimate sexual roleplay. For example, have you realized that from the very moment Miss Kitty responded to your original business-oriented correspondence, we have been demonstrating little examples of our erotic mind games?

It began with her warm encouragement of your attention to her, followed by a promise of the reward of meeting her in person. But as the specified time to meet her got closer and closer, alas, there was a sly evasion on her part – a delay of gratification that I believe is still occurring – and THAT, my dear man, is how the game of erotic cock teasing begins!

I should point out that she did not reject you outright, she simply delayed your advances. And she still kinda has you dangling from her string at this very moment, doesn’t she! Anyway, to add some more dynamics to the situation, she handed you over to me, and we later got Raquel involved as well, all to continue the onslaught of feminine enticement we’ve been using to completely overwhelm you…

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It had been several weeks since I had met and had scat play with Lesley. Like the first time we met she pushed my boundaries just a little bit further to the point I ended up tasting and licking her clean after shitting on my cock. It was incredible and while I follow her lead of waiting at least 6 weeks till we meet again it really can’t come around quick enough. Only a few weeks to go and I can make contact again.

I put our meet out of my head until I was surprised by a text from Lesley while I was at work. It was a Wednesday afternoon. ‘Hello my horny friend. I hope you are keeping me in your thoughts and looking forward to our next meet. I have a bit of a surprise for you though but it depends on your next answer. Are you free on Saturday morning into lunchtime?’

Now I had actually planned something on the Saturday but it was now cancelled. Lesley comes first. I wrote back right away, ‘I’m free and available, what is the surprise, what do I need to do, where do I go, let me know and I am there.’ I added a horny emoji with a devil next to it and pressed send.

‘That is good and pleases me’ read the text, ‘be at home on Saturday, further instructions will follow. Don’t ask any more questions, just answer with an OK to let me know you have understood and willing to play along.’

Drat, I thought. I want more information. How will I get to Saturday with this circling round in my brain. I was chuckling to myself inside and suddenly became nervously excited. I texted back ‘OK.’

While we do not have a D/s style relationship it verges on it with Lesley having control of our situations and even now with this ‘surprise.’

They say the brain is the biggest sexual organ and when things like this happen it is oh so true. My mind was working overtime wondering what was to happen on Saturday. When. Where. How. Who. The list was endless.

Every Friday myself and a few colleagues would prop up the bar following work, grab a bite to eat and disappear into the night. Not this istanbul travesti Friday, I was too nervous to eat and was eager to get home, wank and chill knowing that Saturday was nearly here. I had a few drinks, made my excuses and left.

Eventually falling asleep I was awoken on the Saturday morning with a knock at my front door. Pulling on my housecoat I went downstairs and opened the door to find a courier with a package for me the size of a shoe box. Within 30 seconds of signing for it I received a text from Lesley. ‘Today is surprise day. If you still want to take part then you have to do exactly what I tell you. Still want to play?’

‘Oh yes,’ I texted back ‘more than you can imagine.’

‘Good,’ was the reply, ‘follow these instructions.’

1. Head up to your bedroom with your laptop, your poppers and, the box but, DO NOT OPEN IT!

2. Strip naked, watch your favourite porn and sniff your poppers

3. Make this last at least 30 minutes but do not come

4. After 30 minutes when you are virtually on the point of no return I want you to video call me on your laptop – split the screen so you can see me and porn at the same time

5. Go now

I replied immediately with ‘yes boss/Lesley/mistress/friend/tease,’ and laughing emoji’s.

What a fucking turn on I thought. This is a better Saturday already than what I had actually planned. Running upstairs I quickly de-robed and was naked. My laptop and poppers were handy from the night before. I put on my favourite video and got my cock nice and hard. I had already looked at the time so I knew when not to come and, when to call Lesley. I took a large sniff of poppers to the point my head was spinning and spacey. Cock in my right hand I wanked slowly. I watched a few different videos so doing this slowed me down along with a sniff of poppers. Before I knew it the 30 minutes arrived. Just as I was calling Lesley it occurred to me that I had forgotten about the box. What a fool.

Lesley appeared travesti istanbul on my laptop. She was wearing only black stockings and suspenders with a pair of black stiletto’s, she knew this was a favourite outfit of mine. She was also lying in bed with a vibrator in her right hand pressed against her clit.

“Have you been wanking?” she asked.

“Yes, I am ready to come.”

“Good, me too. I have been wanking as well, my clit is tingling and I am on the verge but I need you to do something for me and it will push me right over the edge.”

“Anything Lesley,” I said, “I want to help.”

“Good boy. I want you to open the cardboard box and take out the container from inside.”

Opening the cardboard box I found a plastic container inside. I knew instantly what it was.

“Open the tub and have a good look and sniff,” Lesley said from my laptop.

I opened the tub to find a lump of shit the size of a closed fist. I held it to my nose expecting to wretch but it wasn’t overly pungent at all.

“Now my little shit lover, put the tub on the bed beside you, take a good sniff of your poppers, watch me masturbate and wank that hard cock of yours.”

I did exactly what Lesley said and as soon as I stared at the screen and began wanking she said, “dip a finger on your left hand into my shit, all the way in till it reaches your the top.”

I instinctively shoved my forefinger into Lesley’s tub of shit and when removing it Lesley giggled and said, “clean that finger, taste it, lick it, clean it but keep wanking and keep looking at me wanking.”

This was heaven. I was so turned on. I was watching Lesley on the screen wearing sexy black underwear with a vibrator on her pussy and her tweaking her nipple with her spare hand while another screen showed a couple kissing each other with their lips and face covered in shit. All this and my cock was rock solid and my left hand had Lesley’s shit on my finger. I brought it to my mouth and without thinking began istanbul travestileri devouring the shit. The taste was as before, slightly bitter but not overpowering. I sucked and licked it clean. My cock was near to bursting.

“I need to come,” I said to Lesley.

“Wank slower. You have one more task to perform before we can both come. OK?” she asked.

“Ok,” I murmured.

“Keep watching me and your porn, Keep wanking. Put your hand back in the tub and lift out a piece of my shit, make it the size of a grape or bigger if you can handle it.”

Without thinking I plunged my left hand into the tub grabbed a piece and lifted it out.

“Show me it,” Lesley instructed.

Holding it up to her, she seemed satisfied by it’s size. “Put it your mouth you dirty little cunt, eat it and chew it. Do it now, ” she ordered.

Without wasting any time especially as my cock was bursting I threw the piece into my mouth and began moving it around. I was wanking furiously while tasting this shit and watching Lesley hold her vibrator and start to writhe about her bed.

“I’m coming, come for me,” she shouted. “Tell me your coming.”

“I’m coming Mistress, I’m coming.” I blurted.

“Swallow my shit as you come. Eat it. Swallow it.” Lesley screamed

Just as my cock exploded and shot hot spunk all over me I gulped down Lesley’s shit and swallowed the large piece in my mouth. My body shook and as it did I watched Lesley’s jerk back having an obvious orgasm. She was shaking, holding her vibrator tight against her clit and pulling at one of her nipples.

After a good minute we both gathered our thoughts and our bodies were coming back to life.

“Open your mouth, show me inside,” she said breathlessly.

I showed her my empty mouth. “Well done my little scat slave. Good boy,” she said.

“Thank you,” was all I could muster.

“See you soon,” she said and with that, the screen went black. She had hung up.

I was left in a state of delirium amazed at what I had just watched, tasted, touched, smelled and swallowed. What a morning. What a turn on. I dozed a little and when I awoke got up to go for a shower. I remembered the tub still lying beside me. I put the lid on and thought, mmmmm, there’s still plenty left.

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bizim hikayemizBen 8 yıllık evli bir erkegim. İstanbul Bakırkoy’de yasıyorum. İsmim (nick) cem.(İnternet nickimiz eknudist) Esim benden 7 yas kücük ece (nick). Bizim hikâyemiz cocuk sahibi olmaya karar verdigimizde basladı. Bundan tam 5 yıl evvel. Her cift gibi korunmaktan vazgectik once. Sonra gerekli arastırmalara basladık. Kabul ediyorum oldukca cahiliz. İnanın bana cocuk sahibi olmak gercek bir mucize. Sonra yaptıgımız arastırmaların sonucu hem esimde hem bende büyük sorunlar oldugu ortaya cıktı. Cocuk sahibi olmayan tüm ciftler gibi en iyi Hasta haneler ve doktorların kapılarını asındırıp para harcamaya basladık ve 2 sene gibi bir sürede esim ve bende bir sürü operasyon ve denemelerden sonra bütün birikimizi bitirmis ve umudumuzu kaybetmis olarak yıkımın esiginde yasama tutunmaya calısıyorduk. Evliligimiz ile ilgili durumda vahimdi. İkimizde de bazı konular saplantı halini almıstı. Bir birimizi suclamasak ta direnci kırılmıs bir cift olarak mutsuzduk.İki yıllık bu surecin sonunda evliligimiz ikimiz arasında direk olarak konusul masada bitme asamasında olduguna eminim. Bu sekilde borclanmıs ve hedeflerine ulasamamıs bir evliligi ne? Nasıl? Kurtarırım diye uzun uzun düsündügüm cok anlar oldu. Ama inanın bu durumdaki evlilikleri ne aile büyükleri ne dostlar ne tatil ne para nede baska bir sey kurtarabiliyor. Kurtaracak tek sey SEVGİ dir.Peki, esinize ve esinizin size duydugu sevgi ve onu ne olursa olsun kaybetmeme istegi sizi nereye kadar ileri gotürebilecegini bilmek bazen cok acı bazen zevkli sonuclar yaratabiliyor.İste bizim hikâyemizin evliligimizin bittigini sandıgımız anda basladı.Cocuk sahibi olamayan ciftler umutlarını kaybetmeye basladıgında cok farklı aklınıza gelmeyecek seyler denemeye baslıyor. Resmen kobay oluyorsunuz sizi sevenlerin tavsiyelerini uymaya baslayınca. Bizde oyle olduk basladık kocakarı kürlerine yasal olsalardı bir ise yarayıp yaramadıgını bilmediginiz hapları kullanmaya ve durmadan seks yapmaya. Bu tempo bizim hayatımıza renk katmadı desem yalan demis olurum. Yediginiz ictiginizin etkisiyle zaten durmadan seks yapmak istiyorsunuz belki bir umut olur diyeSonrasında her gece her gece derken ise renk katmak ve onceki basarısız girisimlerin moralinizi bozması engellemek icin fantezi dünyanızı gelistirmeye baslıyorsunuz. Her zaman oldugu gibi cift olarak bizde porno cd cok seyrettik o filmlerden cok yontem ogrendik ama asıl bizi etkileyen ler pornografik resimlerdi. Aslında insan icindeki seytanı bir kere uyandırdı mı gerisi geliyor. Dogal olarak aklınıza baska amator ciftlerin yaptıkları takılıyor. Biz de baska ciftler gibi evde resim cekmeye o resimleri ozelikle yabancı sitelerde yayınlamaya basladık. Bunlar arasında voyeur ve amator siteler oncelikliydi. Cünkü bu hareketler sonunda yerli sitelerde cektigimiz resimlerde her ne kadar yüzümüzü gizle sekte evimizde cektirdigimiz resimlerden desifre olma ihtimalimiz hic aklımızdan cıkmadı. Evde resim cektirmek seks yaparken resim cektirmek sonrasında sıkmaya basladı mekân aynı sahne hep aynı. Aynı filmi seyretmek gibi. Bizde dısarda resim cektirmenin yollarını ararken bu ise en uygun ortamların nudist ortamlar oldugunu anlamamız cok uzun zaman almadı. Ama maalesef hem ülkemizin iklim sartları hem de tatil ortamları buna pek müsait degil. Yurt dısına cıkacak 1-2 haftalık tatiller icinde maddi imkânımız da iyi degildi. Yukarıda belirttigim gibi bütün para hastahaneler ve doktorlara vermistik. nudizmi yasamak isteyen her Türk cifti gibi yolumuz Patara ya düstü. Bir haftalık bir tatilde yasamayı hayal ettiginiz nudizme ilk seferinde ulasmanız pek mümkün degil. Korku dolu anlarla 10-15 poz ve tatil bitti. Biz hevesimizi almadan evimize dondük.Eve dondügümüz gibi swinger ciftleri veya bir cok hayal perese seks delisi erkegin ve kadının yazdıgı seks hikâyelerini okumaya basladık. İlk baslarda hikâye okuma bize cazip gelse de oda aynı filmi sanatcılarını degistirerek izlemek gibi. Ve evimizde var olan masaüstü bilgisayarı atarak 2 adet dizüstü aldık. Yani dort kolla esim ve ben internette degisik seks sorf yapmamız bizi msn de kendi aramızda salakca haberlesmeye kadar gotürdü düsünsenize aynı yatakta yatan yana yana PC sorf yapan iki cift msn bir birine kur yapar hale gelmemiz ve bizim gibi teshircilige ac seyretmek ve seyredilmek istenen ciftleri bulması fazla uzun sürmüyor. İlk tanıstıgımız cift Antalyalı bir ciftti. Evli olduklarından pek emin degildik cünkü bayan erkek ten yaslı duruyordu cok kısa aralıklarla gordügümüz yüz hatlarından cıkarmıstık bunu. Onları seyretmek gercekten eglenceliydi. Gerci masaüstü bir PC den yayın yapıyorlardı ama olsun hem bizim dilimizde konusuyorlar hem de onümüzde seks yapılıyorlardı.Bir iki aksam onları seyrettikten sonra bizde yayın yapmaya karar verdik. İlk bizi izlemek Manisalı bir cifte kısmet oldu. Ama cok kısa bir yayın cünkü heyecan bir tarafta yüzümüzü gorecekler korkusu falan filan iste.Sonraları tecrübelendik ilk once kendimize yılbası maskesi aldık. Sonra ben yüzümü karartarak Bakırkoy medyana bakan bir seks shop tan oyuncak aldım.Ve Banu-Kerem ile oyuncaklarımızı kullanacagımız ilk yayın aksamı msn den tanıstık. Onların ilk deneyimi olacaktı bizim 3-5 olsa deneyimiz ve oyuncaklarımız vardı. Maskemizi taktık ve gectik kameranın onüne. Dogal olarak onlar yüzlerini kamera da acmadılar. Onlarda yatak odasındaydı bizde onlar pijama takımları ile biz ise cıplaktık. Ve rahat davranmaya basladık. Cünkü ilk defa alkol alarak kamera karsısındaydık. Muhabbetin ikinci saatinde bizim cıplaklıgımızı ve tecrübe sizlimize ragmen Banu ve Keremin karsında cıplak olmamız onları da rahatlık verdi. Ve onların verdigi komutlara gore hareket etmeye basladık. İlk once Banu ece ye benim sikimi oksamasını ve sonra yalamasını talimat olarak verdi. Sonrasında Kerem de katıldı. Ece ye talimat vermeye. Tabi dogal olarak bu talimat vermeleri cok komik oldu. ” ece cemin sikini yalar mısın” gibi. Sonra Kerem erkekligin etkisiyle ece yi sikmemi istedi bende onu kırmadım. Boylece bizim dostlugumuz basladı. Ertesi aksam ertesi aksam derken Banu ve Keremde bizim karsımızda yine yüzlerini acmayarak cıplak takılmaya basladılar. İsin zirvesi ilk once bizim komutlarımız ile onların sevismesi ve sonra onların komutlarıyla bizim sevismemiz oldu. Malum yaz ayında camlar acık olsa bile eger evinizde klima yoksa terliyorsunuz. Sevismemiz bitti ilkonce ben banyoya dogru hareketlendim. Ece onlarla msn den muhabbete devam ediyordu. Sonra nasıl oldu anlamadım ece elinde lap topla banyoya geldi ve beni dus alısımı Banu nun istegi ile yayınlamaya basladı. Sorun su dusun altına kim maske ile girer tatbikî kimse ece bunu hesaplayamadı. Olan olmustu yüzüm desifre oldu. Aslında iyide olmustu cünkü maskeli sekilde teshirci olmak okadar zevkli degildi. Ece yi yanıma cagırdım ve onun da maskesini cıkarttım. Simdi bize yüzünü hic gostermeyen Banu ve Kerem ciftinin karsında yüzümüz acık sekilde banyo yapıyorduk. Tabi kolenin efendisine itaat etmesi gibi kısa sürede onların komutlarına uymaya basladık. Belki alkolün etkisi belki seks yapmanın verdigi adrenalin ile banyoda ahlar ohlar arasında 1 saat lik bir yayın yaptık. Zevkli olmustu. Ve o aldıgımız zevkin devam edecegini sanarak artık Banu ve Kerem karsında yüzümüzü kapatmak ihtiyacı duymuyorduk. Artık gercek anlamda evimizde ki her aksam nudist olarak yasamamızı Banu ve Kerem ile paylasmaya baslamıstık. Yatak odamızı iki taraftan lap toplarımızla yayınlıyorduk.Bir süre sonra karsılıklı sohbetler cift olmadanda yapılır hale geldi. Bir aksam eve isten gec geldim. Kapıyı caldım ece kapıyı cıplak actı ve bana kızmaz isem bir sey soyleyecegini bahsetti. Nedir dedim. Biz Kerem ile karsılıklı kamera actık dedi. Banu yok mu dedim yok dedi. Kerem de benim gibi yalnızmıs canımız sıkıldı actık dedi. Garip bir sekilde kendi belirledigimiz prensiplerde olan sadece ciftlerle cift seklinde gorüsme kuralını ece bozmus ama bende kızamamıstım. Aslında bende yorgundum “siz devam edin ben TV ispanya la liga macı var onu seyredecegim” dedim. Meraklısı bilir cumartesi aksamları la liga macları saat 23.00 gibi baslar. Gectim salona macı seyretmeye basladım. Ece ile Kerem kamera karsısında bas basa oynasıyorlar gülüsüyorlardı. Garip ama kendimi gayet rahat hissediyordum. Ve Kereminde artık kamerada yüzünü actıgını ogrendim.Macın ilk yarısı yeni bitmistik yatak odasına gectim. Ece seks oyuncaklarının ufak olanlardan birini amına sokup cıkarırken aynı bir kole gibi Keremin daha büyük olan vibratorü agzına almasını emrettigini ve ece nin harfiyen uyguladıgını gordüm. İnanın bana esiniz baska bir erkegin emirlerini yerine getirmesini seyretmek cok tahrik etti beni. Sonrasında Kerem ecenin amına soktugu daha kücük olan oyuncagı gotüne vibratorüde amına sokmasını istedi. Ece kendinden gecmis bir sekilde emri istanbul escort yerine getirmeye calıstıgını gormek beni cok sasırttı. Cünkü ece icin anal seks son sınırdı. Ve baska bir erkegin emrini yerine getirmek icin can atıyordu. Zaman zaman benim anal seks tekliflerimi geri cevirmis ve bunu yapamayacagını bana soylemis olmasına ragmen emiri yerine getirmeye calısıyordu.Kerem bir efendinin kolesine emir vermesi gibi bana sert bir ses tonu ile ecenin aleti gotüne sokmam icin yardım et demesi ile irkildim. Ve domalmıs olan ecenin kücük oyuncagı agzımda ıslatarak ecenin gotüne soktum bir yandanda vibratorüde amına sokup cıkarıyordum. Ece olayın zirvesindeydi duble sikiliyordu ve bana donerek “ozür dilerim askım” “duble sikilmek gercekten harikaymıs” dedi. Bu olay aslında benim arzuladıgım fakat esimi hic bir zaman zorlamayacagım bir iliski türü icin tüm kapıların sonuna kadar acılması anlamına geliyordu. Ecenin bosalması fazla uzun sürmedi. Sonrasında ise o gece ben kendi laptopumla ece Kerem ile msn takılmaya devam ettik. Ama kapılar acılmıs ece nin son sınır dedigi sınırda artık ortadan kalkmıstı.Ertesi aksam pazar oldugu icin erkenden kamera acmıstık. İsimizi erken gorüp yatmak istiyordum. Kerem yine tek kamerayı actı Banu nun annesinden yarın aksam doneceginden bahsetti. Bizim icin artık sorun yoktu. Muhabbet ilerlet mistiki Kerem bize ücüncü olarak katılmak isteginden bahsetti ben gayet sakin bir sekilde ece nin fikrini bile sormadan buna hazır oldugumuz sanmıyoruz diyerek usluca ret ettim. Ama Keremin durmaya niye yoktu ve cok gecmeden baska bir teklif ile geldi karsımıza.”sizi canlı gozlerle seyretmek istiyorum” dedi. “zaten kameradan canlı canlı seyrediyorsun” dedim. “aynı sey degil hem bizim icin hem sizin icin” dedi. “peki, nasıl olacak bu is” dedim. Biz onümüzdeki hafta Banu ile size geliriz. Banu da sizi canlı canlı seyrederse üzerindeki ürkekligi atar teklifinde bulundu. İlk basta ece de bende cevap vermedik. Sonra agzımdan ok cevabı cıktı. Bir hafta sonra bizim evde randevulastık soft swinger diye adlandırdıgı ortamı kurmak icin.Malum cumartesi aksamı geldi yaz oldugu icin ece hafif yemeklerle süsledigi sofra ve alkol hazır bir ev buldum is donüsü. Banyoya girdim misafirlerimizden once bir dus yapmak icin. Benim dusum bitmeden kapı caldı. Ece nin kapıyı actıgını duydum. hosgeldiniz hos bulduk sesleri geliyordu iceriden. Evimizde banyonun kapısını kapatmak gibi bir âdetimiz yoktu. Zaten artık kendimizi nudist bir cift olarak tanımlıyorduk. Ben salona gecer diye düsündügüm Banu ve Kerem ciftinin bir kac saniye sonra banyonun onünde gorünce afalladım ama bozuntuya vermedim. Kerem oldukca sakin bir sekilde kolay gelsin geceye hazırlıkmı yapıyorsun deyip yanıma sokulması ile saskınlıgım arttı. Ve Kerem bir eliyle ıslak elimi sıkıp diger eliyle tas saklarımı avuclaması gercekten sok ediciydi. Kerem belki homoseksüel dir diye aklımdan gecirirken süpheye düstügümü anladıkı ben biseks egilimliyim Banu bunu biliyor ilk baslarda sasırdı ama yakında onunda icinde kalmıs egilimler ortaya cıkacak demesi beni biraz olsun rahatlattı. Ece ve Banu ise saskın ama güler yüzle bizi izliyorlardı. Kerem “lütfen üstüne bir sey giymeye kalkma hatta senden ricam kurulanma bile” dedi. Neden dedim cok seksisin boyle diyerek cevap verdi.Bende olur seklinde isaret ederek salona esim Banu ve Keremin yanında cırılcıplak gectim. Simdi bu durumda ilk defa yüz yüze tanıstınız bir ciftin yanında anadan dogma cıplak duruyorsunuz, ne konusabilirsiniz? tatbiki beni bir gülme krizi aldı. Ney seki cabuk atlattım. ve eceye donüp askım lütfen soyunurmusun dedim. ece tabi dedi ve benim halimden güc alarak soyundu. neyse seofraya gectik aparatif bir seyler atısırıp icmeye basladık. biz cıplak Banu ve cetin giyinik saatler su gibi gecmeye ve bizim keyfimiz alkolun etkisiyle yerine gelmeye baslamıstı. ece ile Banu sofrayı toplamayı teklif ettiler. biz Kerem ile kalktık sofradan o esnada ece yi ensesinden tutarak kalcasına bir saplak attım. ve Kereme donerek tokatla bakayım derken icimden aslında Keremin eceyi evire cevire sikmesini istegim gecti. Kerem ecenin kalcasına soyle usuldan sert olmayan fakat sonunda sıkarak bir tokat attı. bunun ecenin cok hosuna gittigini gormek beni bir daha zevklendirdi .sofra toplandı ece benim yanımda Banu Kerem karsımızda salonda elimizde kadehler muhabbete basladık. Kerem seks üzerine bir sürü hikaye fıkra anlatmaya basladı. tabi alkolun etkisiyle ve anlatıs seklindenmidir kahkahalar icindeydik.sonra ani bir hareketle düsünmeden ayaga kalkım yanımda oturan esim ecenin agzına sikimi verdim. bunu nasıl ve neden yaptıgı bilmiyordum ama sonra aklıma cıplaklıgın ve alkolun verdigi bir güc ile seks yapmaya baslamak ve ne kadar karısına hakim erkek oldugumu ıspatlamak oldugunu düsündüm. ece de sanki bunu bekliyormus gibi sikimi yalayıp yutmaya basladı. ece neden bir tek agzım var gibi davranıyordu. sikimi agzına alıyor sonra sikimi cıkarıp tassaklarmı yutmaya calısıyordu. ve ondan bugune kadar gormedigim bir hizmeti misafirlerimiz onünde paylasmak icin beni koltuga dogru iterek devirdi ve ayaklarımı hava kaldırmamı istermis gibi davranıp got delimi yalamaya basladı. iste baskasının onünde esiniz sizin yarragınızı tassaklarınızı ve en sonunda got deligini yalıyorsa bu isin zirvesi diye düsünüyorsunuz bir erkek olarak ama yanılıdıgımı anlamam cok sürmedi. bu arda misafirlemizde Banu sok larda Kerem ise bir okadar rahat ve mutlu bizi seyrediyordu. ecenın bu sekilde becermesi beni inanılmaz tahrik etmisti.misafirlerimize karsı koltukta domalmam ve ece arkama gecip sikimi arkaya cevirip bir yandan sagması bir yandan gotümü yalaması ile devam ederken aldıgım zevk bir devir teslim ile bir kat daha artmıstı. ece den gorevi devralan Keremdi . acık soyleyyim hic farkları yoktu hatta eceden cak daha hasin got deligimi yalıyor sikimi daha güclü sagıyordu. bu esnada ece Banu nun yanına gecmis opüsmeye baslamıslardı. ve Kerem soyunmaya basladı hic harketsiz soyunmasının basımı bile cevirmeden bekledim. Kerem soyunda ve benimkinden biraz daha kücük olan yarragını got deligime sürtmesi ile bendeki tüm ipler koptu. artık Kereme karsı koyamıyordum. o gune kadar aklımdan gecirmedigim homoseksüel seks yapıyordum hemde karımın onünde. once ece ardından Keremin yaladıgı got deligim zaten ıslaklıkta son safhadaydı. zorlanmadan Kerem sikini gotüme sokmaya baslamıstı . yavas yavas girip cıkarken gotüme popoma attıgı tokatlar zevkimi bir kat daha artırmıstı.bu esnada hanımların ne yaptıgının bile farkında degildim. sonra ecenin benim altıma egilip sikimi emmek istedigini fark ettim koltukta domalmıs bir vaziyette ona yer actım. sevgili karım benim bu halde artık gelmeye hazır oldugumu hissetmis olmalıkı sikimi agzından bir saniye cıkarmadan emiyordu. ve inanılmaz bir bosalma hissi ile ecenin agzının icine bosladım. ter icindeydim got deligimde bir sızı ve genislik hissi vardı bu sekilde sırt üstü kendimi koltuga bıraktım. gotümden cıkan Keremin siki benim spermleri yutan ecenin agzındaydı. sevgili karım nekadar hazırmıs buna diye düsünürken Kereminde bosalması ile agzında duble sperm ile dolmus ve tasmıstı.Kerem bosalırken aklıma ulan adam oyle etti bole etti beni de sikti karımında agzına bosaldı diye düsündüm ama bundan hic rahatsızlık duymadım tam tersine zevk bile almıstım.kısa bir soluklanmadan sonra Banu nun yüz hali dikkatimi cekmisti. sanki kıskanc sekilde hem karıma hem kocasına bakan gozleri hala gozümün onündedir.ece banyodan geldi yüzünü yıkarken sacınıda bayagı ıslatmıs oldugundan saclarını toplamıstı ve daha bosalmamdan 5-6 dakka gecmeden yeniden yarragımla oynasmaya basladı. belliki hızını alamamıstı sevgili karım ve sikilmek istiyordu. ama belliki Banu bu sefer seyretmekle kalmayacaktı. ve usulca yerinden kalkıp yanımıza gelidi Kerem üclü koltukta tek basına oturuken biz ücümüz ikili koltukta sıkıs sıkıs durumdaydık. sagım da karım solum Banu aynı anda iki kadın sikimin acilen kendisine gelmesi icin cabalarken kadınlardan daha profosyenel olan Kerem onümde diz cküp sikimi yalamay basladı.ve o ana kadar aramızdaki en pasif kalan Banu kocasına hop hop tecrübesizsiz de bu sefer sıra bende ben yutacagım spermlerini bu sefer diyerek kocasını usulca tatlı bir tokat attı gülerek. Keremde gülerek ne demek askım buyur yarrak senin sıra senin dedi. hangi erkek olsa benim durumda bir an evvel Banu sikmek ister ama tecrübe buna yeltemmeme izin vermedi. Kerem Banun saclarını tuttu ve benim sikime dogru ileri geri hızlı hızlı itip cekmeye basladı . ece yanımızda oturmus kendi amını parmaklayarak zevke gelmeye celısıyordu. bende ece nin toplamıs oldugu saclarında yakaladıgım gibi Keremin yarragına dogru ittim. simdi Kerem ayakta oturmus olan benim yarragımı karısının agzına dogru kokluyordu şişli escort bende ayakta olan Keremin yarragına dogru karım ece nin basını koklüyordum. herhalde bende Keremde biraz abartık ama bosluk vermeden karılarımın bogürtülerine aldırıs etmeden bastırmaya devam ettik yarraklara dogru eslerimiz baslarını. ilk Banu pes etti sonra ece ikiside yere tükürükleri akmaya basladı gozleri yas icindeydi . hala ramızdaki üstünde tek kıyafet olan Banu yerden dogrultup iki koltuga dogru domaltma 1-2 sanıyemi aldı. sikimi elbirligi ile tas gibi yapmıslardı zaten bunu amıda zaten hazırdı sikimi sokmam ile agır ve icten bir inilti kapladı saloumuzu ve gidip gelmeye basladım. bu esnada ece ile Keremin ne yaptıgı hic umrumda degildi ben bütün hısımla Banu sikmekle mesguldum. cok gecmedi tassaklarım patlamak üzereyken sikimi Banun amından cıkarıp hızla Banuyu cevirip agzına soktum yarragımı. belki 1-2 sn sonra ilki kadar olmasada güzel bir patlamayla Banun agzına bosladım. ve bu sefer kendimi oldugum yere bıraktım. Banuda yanıma uzandı. bir iki soluklanmadan sonra etrafıma baktıgımda ne ece nede Kerem salonda olmadıklarını fark ettim. aslında umrumdada degildi.belki bes belki ondakika sonra kendime geldim. ece ile Keremin sesleri mutfaktan geliyordu. oraya dogru gitmeden evvel yasadıklarımızın cok mu güzel cokmu kotü oldugu konusunda kısa süreli bir düsünce girdi aklıma. pismanmıydım yoksa degilmiydim bunu bile kararını vermiyordum. daha ne yapılırdı ne yasanırdı diye düsündüm. sikildim , siktim ,sagıldım , yalandım ne kalmıustı geriye. bir gecede bu sekilde seks yasamında insanın sıcrama yapması baska dünyalara ısınlanmak gibi diye düsünüp gülsem mi aglasam mı durumundaydım.yavas yavas mutfaga yürüdüm mutfagın kapısı acıktı iceri girdigimde sahne aynen suydu. ece Mutfaktakı masanın üzerinde sırt üstü uzanmıs ayaklarını havaya kaldırmıs durumda. Kerem masanın onündeki sandalyeye oturmus ecenin amına kabugu soyulmus büyükcene bir muzu sokup cıkarıyor. bu esnada ece nin kahkahaları ve iniltileri bir birine karısıyordu anlamsız bir sekilde. sonradan anladım iniltilerin sebebini , muzun amına girip cıkması gülmelerinin sebebi Keremin ben mutfaga gelmeden once ecenin gotüne soktugu kirazların ecenin amına giren muzun etkisiyle kasılmasıyla dısarı cıkan kirazlarmıs. o anda benım 7 yıllık karım ece nin icindeki baskın olan ne kadar cok fantezi varmıs diye düsündüm. Kerem gotünden fırlayan kirazları yere düsmeden agzıyla yakalıyordu. Kerem ece yi kastederek “harika bir orospu boyle bir orospunun sahibi olarak cok sanslısın” dedi agzındaki kirazların cekirdeklerini cıkarken. sonrasında kalcamda Banu nun elini hissetim.direk koltugumun altına girerek “yuh be fanteziye bak” dedi ece ile Keremi kast ederek. Banun kullandıgı “yuh” kelimesi kocasını bu kadın hic mi tanımıyor diye bir soru getirdi aklıma. bastan tanısırken onlarında 7-8 yıllık evli olduklarını , bizim gibi onlarında cocuklarının olmadıgı soylemislerdi. Banun balıkesirli Keremin istanbullu oldugunu ogrenmistik. aklıma bir sürü soru arka arka ya geliyordu. ama hic birinin cevabını bulamıyordum.salon a gecelim diye bir cıkıs yaptım. Banu da beni destekledi. salonda bu sefer üclü koltuga ben ile Banu ikili koltukta ece ile Kerem oturuyordu. saate gozüm ilisti 3 geliyordu. oo gec olmus dedim. ece ne olmus yarın aksama kadar uyuruz dedi. Kerem isterseniz denize acılalım dedi. nasıl yani dedim. Kerem benim atakoy marinada kücük bir tek kamaralı teknem var dedi. sasırmıstım bugune kadar denize meraklı oldugunu ve teknesi oldugundan hic bahsetmemisti. yok dedim ben yüzme bilem denizi de pek sevmem diye cıkıs yaptım. bu cıkısıma ece nin bozuldugunu fark ettim. Banu ise tepkisizdi. icimden ulan adamın karısı meraklı degil benım esim meraklı ne is dedim icimden. kendime gelmek ve icimdeki sıkıntılı halin acılması icin banyo ya gidecegimi soyledim.banyoda bir sigara yaktım ve klozetin üstünede düsünmeye basladım. aklımdan gecen sorulara cok hızlı cevap almak istiyordum ama pot kırmak ta istemiyordum. en iyisi cozümleme yapmak icin biraz daha gozlem yapmam gerektigine karar verdim. ilk once bu Keremi bir sikmem lazımdı. muhtemelen salonda Kerem esim ece yi pompalamakla mesgul dür diye düsündüm. bu fırsatı kacırmamalıydım. Keremi sikmeliydim acilen. banyodan salona gectigimde yanılmadıgımı fark ettim. ama Keremi sikecek pozisyonda degilleridi. Kerem yere sırt üstü uzanmıs ece üstünde ters bir sekilde gotünden Kereme siktiriyordu kendini Banu da ece nin amını yalamakla mesguldu. ece nin gel askım beni sandiwic yapın demesine aldırmadan Kereme dogru yonlendim direk Keremin got deligimi Keremin agzının tam üstüne odaklayarak got deligimi Kereme yalatmaya basladım. bu esnada arkasında oldugum esim ecenin gogüsleri ni yakalayıp var gücümle sıkıp sag sola cekistirmeye basladım. bu sekilde ne kadar devam ettik bilmiyorum ama Kerem ecenin gotüne titreyerek bosaldı. ece gotünün deliginden akan Keremin spermlerini Banu yalatmak icin koltuga gecip ayaklarını havaya kaldırdı.Banu da yalamaya basladı ece nin got deliginde süzülen spermleri. bu esnada Kerem sırt üstü yatıyor ama benim gotümü yorgunluktan yalayamıyordu. iste fırsat diye düsündüm . Keremin üstünden kaltım . ve elimi Kereme uzatarak yerden dogrulmasına yardım ettim. Kerem kenidini koltuga bıraktı yüz üstü. ve direk Keremin gotünü yalamak icin belinde kavrayarak kalcalarını haficene yükseltim gobeginin altına gelecek sekilde yastıgı kaydırmam yaklasık 1-2 sn aldı. Kerem anlayamadan dilim got deligini acmaya calısıyordu. bana yüzünü cevirip harika yalıyorsun dedi. bu beni daha hasin sekilde yalamam icin bahane oldu. Keremin got deliginin kıvama geldigini hiisettigim anda kalkmıs olan sikimi Keremin got deligine sokmak icin harekete gectim. Kerem aslında hayatının hatasını yapmıstı. bir de hızlıyımdır. ik**e pompalamada zirve yaparım ama bu sıklıkta seks esnasında ücüncü postada ne zaman bosalacagım ben bile tahmin edemiyorum 15-25-45 dakka sürdügü oluyordu. aslında Keremin durumunu belirleyecek olan benim sikimden cok benim kondisyonum olacaktı. Kerem basta zevk alıyordu ama hırsım onun beni sikerken gosterdigi ozeni ben gostermiyorumdum. sanayi tipi dikis makinası gibiydim . okadar sert pompalıyordum ki Keremin kalcalarına her giris cıkısıpta tokat sesi gibi bir ses geliyordu vucutlamızdan. ecenin de dikkatine cekmisti benim sert sikisim Keremi ve garip bir bakısı vardı. beni bugune kadar neden boyle sikmedin der gibiydi. belki yeni ogreniyordum askım seks yapmayı diye soylemek gecti o bakıslara icimden. ama vucudum pes etmeye baslamıstı 15-20 dakka sonra nefes nefes kalmıstım. ter icindeydim. yorgundum. ama tüm hırsımla Kerem gotünün üstünü oturamayacak hale gelene kadar kanırta kanırta sikmek istiyordum onu. ve sonunda tasaklarım dolmus sikimde son anlarına gelmisti bosalmak üzereydim Keremin got deligine ama son anda bosalmaktan vazgectim ve sikimi Keremin gotünden cıkararak son gücümle hızlı bir sekilde Keremi cevirerek sikimi Keremin agzına dayadım ve o gunun en anlamalı en güzel en tahrik edici bosalmasını Keremin bogazına kadar soktum yaragımla basarmıstım. ece ile Banu bana bakısların büyük bir sok hissettim bir anda. ne oldu der gibi bir bakıs attım ece ye. inanılmazsın askım bana dedi.kendimi karsıdakı koltuga zor da olsa attım. 04:30 gosteriyordu. aralıksız 5 saat tir sevisiyorduk.Banu tek li koltukta uyku moduna girmisti. ece Keremin sırt üstü yattıgı üclü koltukta yayılmıs yorgunluktan bayılmıs gibi duruyordu. Kerem ise gozlerini kapamıs sırt üstü yatıyordu. 5-10 dakak bu sekilde sesiz oturduktan sonra Banu yatalım artık dedi. bende gülerek yatıyoruz zaten dedim. Banu o anlamda degil uyuyalım anlamında dedi. ece ve Kerem sessizdi. sonra hic beklemedigim bir tepki geldi Kerem den yokyok biz kalkalım dedi Banu ya.alkollusun yorgunsun araba kullanman dogru olmaz dedim. alkolmu kaldı kanımda dedi. bütün kanım cekildi dedi.güldüm. Kerem banyoya dogru giderken savas meydanından yenilerek cekilen bir ordu komutanı gibi bir yüz halinde olması dikkatimi cekti. buda bana zafer hissi vermisti. anlamadıgım biz geceye baslarken soft swing yapacaktık. herkez esleri ile yapacak digerleri seyredecekti. ama olay okadar ileriye varmıstı ki porno yıldızlarına tas cıkartır bir film gibi bir gece yasamıstık ve COK AMA COK İLERİ GİTMİSTİK.kalktıgımda saat ogleden sonra 15:30 du. ece hala uyuyordu. banyoya gittim 10 dakkikalık bir dus ile kendime geldim. banyodan cıktıktan sonra evin hali inanılmazdı salon ve mutfak batmıstı. sanki 100 kisiyi yemekli agırlanmıs gibi dagınıktı. Ece hala uyuyordu. bir sigara yaktım. ve düsünmeye basladım yasananları. aklıma gelen sorular.banu ile kerem gercekten evlimiydi.? en az 10-15 gün karsıllıklı degisik günlerde kamera acmıstık. aynı kadınmıydı banu?evet emindim banu mecidiyeköy escort o kamaredakı kadındı.sag kalcası üzerindeki parmak izi büyüklügünden lekeyi kamerada gormüstüm. peki aynı kadın olsa bile kerem banu nun sürekli müsterisi olabilirmiydi. yani banu escort kız olabilirmiydi.? bak o olabilirdi banu duraksamaları sadece benim tarafımdan sikilmesi ece nin banu hic yalamaması bu yüzden olabilirdi.peki ece sevgili 7 yıllık esim ece son zamanlarda seks yasamız renkliydi ama dün gece en iyi porno yıldızlardan bile daha tecrübeli ve aktifti. bir gece bu degisim ve performans dikkat cekiciydi.kerem ben dus alırken gelip tassaklarımı oksarken biseks oldugunu soylemisti.ben onu siktikten sonra neden oyle bir yüz hali vardı ? sadece yorgunluktan da olabilir ama ……aksam kamera camadık. ertesi günde de acmamıstık. ama sorular sorular pot kırmadan nasıl cevap alabilirim diye düsünmekten yorulmustum. yanlıs hatırlamıyorsam cumartesinden carsamaba gününe kadar ece ile seks üzerine hic konusmamıstık. hatta ben evde cıplak dolasırken ece en azında transparan da olsa üstünde hep bir seyler oluyordu. yani evde cıplak dolasmıyordu. carsamba gece si ece yemekte kanaması oldugunu muayen gününde oldugundan bahsetti ve yemekten sonra erken yatacagını soyledi. saygımdan ecenin lap topunu hic karıstırmamıstım. ece yattıktan sonra laptop acarak msn gecmisini bakmaya karar verdim. lap topu alalı 5 ay kadar olmustu. ece bilgisayar ayarları ile arası iyi olmadıgı icin degistirmedigine emindim. msn gecmisinde baktıgımda süphelenecek hic bir sey bulamadım. gerci lap toplarımızı sadece gece yan yana olarak acıyorduk. aklıma eski masa üstü pc gelmisti. bizim sirketin pc servisini ceken firmanın cocuklarından ahmet e vermistim satarlar diye o kadar eski degildi masa üstü pc. saat 23:00 gosteriyordu ve ahmeti aradım. pc nin satılım satılmadıgını sordum. yok abi senden aldıgımız gibi sahibinden com bile ilanını vermeden sirkette duruyor cevabı alınca heveslendim. yarın sirkete getirmesini rica ettim. isyerinde ogle yemeginde keni masamdakı monitore baglamam ve makınayı acmam 5 dakka aldı. o kadar msn kayıtı vardıkı eski pc de sasırdım. ama cok gecmeden [email protected] adresini kayıtlarına ulasmam beni bir sok etti. bu banu kerem ciftini mail adresiydi. acmadan sadece dosyayı kopyaladım ve evde kullandıgım mail adresine mail attım.sabırsızca eve gitmek istiyordum. acaba gecmis te neler konusulmustu.ece yine hastalıgını bahane ederek erken yattı. bende laptopu actım maili karsımdaydı.evet kendime sormaktan korktum sorunun cevabı karsımdaydı.ece kerem gecmisten gelen bir iliskileri vardı. okudukca daha da karamsar hale gelmistim. daha once ece benımle evlıyken bulustuklarına dair bir bilgi yoktu ama keremin ece yi arzulama olayı cok bariz belliydi. sinirlerim okudukca gerilmisti arka arkaya yaktıgım sigaralar bile beni sakinlestiremiyordu. ece yi uykusundan uyandırıp sormak istiyordum. ece yi hala cok sevdigimi ve onu kaybetmek istemedigimi fark ettim. bu sorgulama sonmunda bu evlilik bitmesi an meselesiydi. aslında bu evliligin bitmesi en cok isteyen insan keremdi. ama ece nin bana olan sevgiside bariz belli oluyordu yazısmalarınmda. su kesin BANU escort kızdı. ve kerem onun sürekli müsterisiydi. ne yapmalıyım ne etmeliyim hic bilmiyordum.ya ece yi sorgulayacagım ki bu sorgulama nereye varır bilemiyorum.yada ece nin bana olan sevgisine inanıp benım ona olan sevgime güvenip hic bir sey olmamıs gibi devam edecektim. bir soru daha vardı. ece ile kerem dısarda da gorüsüyorlarmıydı. cevabı kolaydı. eger gorüsüyorlarsa ece nin black berry sinde süpheli konusmaların kayıtları ve mesajları olmalıydı.yatak odasındaki komıdı üzerinde duran blackberry sini sesizce gidip aldım. mesajlar bolümünde sadece pazartesi salı ve carsmaba gününe ait mesajlar okunmadan duruyordu. ve bir numara ismi kayıtlı olmayan 0532262xxxx numaradan arka arkaya cok sayıda mesaj gelmisti. mesajı acarsam ece anlayabilirdi cebının karıstırıldıgını. oz yüzden acmadım. numarayı 118 80 sorayım dedim bari kime kayıtlı oldugunu ogreneyim dedim ve kerem xxxxxx üzerine kayıtlı oldugunu ogrendim.evet kerem ile ece belki benden once tanıyorlardı bir birlerini. ne yapacaktım peki…..karar verdim sesiz ce bu iliskinin nasıl bir yol haritası oldugunu bekleyerek gorecektim.cuma aksam üstüydü. ece nin iyilistini düsünürek cep ten isyerinden aradım .nasılsın askım? gayet güzel bir ses tonu ile iyim askım sen nasılsın dedi.sana bir teklifim var bu aksam saroza kacalımmı dedim. cok sevindi olur askım nasıl yapacagız.evde bulusacagız. atlayacagız arabamıza 2,5-3 saatte eriklideyiz dedim.olur askım diye cevap verdi. banu ile keremi de arayalımmı dedim.yok dedi bas basa gidelim. olur bana uyar dedim. evde bulustuk 2 ser mayo 2 ser havlu basit bir canta topladık ve yola koyulduk. bir hafa sonu kacamı icin uzun ve eziyetli bir yol olsada yazlıkcılar yüzünden sıkılmadık. havanında kararmasını fırsat bilerek yolda arabayı kullanırken sortumu cıkardım. tasaklarımı sere sere giderken ece hic üsenmeden nerdeyse yolun yarı süresinde yaragımı yaladı durdu.hatta saat 23 sularında erikliye girmeden ormanlık bir alanda arabayı agaclık bir yere sokup bir posta sevgili karımı kanırta kanırta siktim. Erikli cok güzel bir yer ama tesis kıt. adam akıllı tek tesis İSCİMEN OTEL dir. insallah yer vardır diye iscimenin onüne park ettim. allahtan otelde yer vardı. odaya cantamızı bıraktık ben mayomu ece bikinisini giydi üstümüze bir t-shirt ve sort gecirip kumsala indik. erikli vakıf yayla danisment enes mecidiye sahillerini cok iyi bilirim. üniversiteyi malkara da okumustum. niyetim ece kumsalda bir posta sikmekti. onun icin mecidiye tarafına uzun bir yürüyüse gectik. bilenler bilir eriklinin hemen dısında mecidiye istikametinde barakalar vardır. barakaları gectikten sonra hem kumsal cok genistir hemde ısisızdır. neyse saatinde ilerlemis olması ile ece kumsal tenha bir noktasında denize cıplak girmek istedigimi soyledim. onun da hosuna giden bu teklif ikimizde cırılcıplak vaziyette denize girdik su cok güzeldi 10-15 dkka sonra ben hemen kıyıya dalgaların tepecik yaptıgı bir noktaya kendimi sırt üstü attım. ece de yanıma yattı bir kac sn sonra. elimi ecenin amının attım ve oksamaya basladım. ve kalkmıs olan yarragımı daha fazla bekletmeden ecenin üstüne coktüm. hertarafımızı kumlanmıs olarak ece nin tuzlu amına sıkı bir bosalma ile rahatladım. son iki saate 2 posta bazı kararları sinirle almadıgım icin mutluydum. giyinip otele dogru giderken aramıza ece bir aramıza ücüncü alalımmı diye sormayı düsündüm. kabul ederse ne olur ? kabul etmez ise ne düsünmem gerekiyor? kabul ederse bu ilk olur ve nasıl yapılırdı. kabul etmez ise bu kereme mi ozeldi gecen hafta cumartesi aksamı. sordum erkek alalım mı diye aramıza bu gece. durdu yüzüme baktı. sen kendini siktirecenmi diye sordu bana. neden dedim hosunamı gitti dedim sikildigimi gormek diye cevap verdim.hayır dedi hosuma gitmedi o gün senin kerem tarafından sikilmen gozümün onünden gitmiyor. ve sonra senin onu beni sikmedigin kadar hasin sikmen de hosuma gitmedi. tamam zevk almıs olabilirsin dedi ama bunu baska bir erkegin yapmasını istemem. bende , ece nasıl yani dedim askım o gün cok zevk almıs gorünüyordun. eve belki o gün oyleydi. ama bu isi gecen hafta cok abarttık.dediii ve durdu. ne doldu dedim.ben sana bir sey soylemek istiyorum ama tepkinden korkuyorum dedi.evet zurnanın zırt dedigi yere gelmis tik galiba itirafcı mı olacaktı sevgili karım.soyle dedim aramızda gizli saklı hicbir sey kalmamalı biz ne zorlukları atlattık dedim.Durdu durdu ve ben keremi senle tanısmadan once üniversite yıllarından tanıyorum dedi. biz üniversitede kısa bir süre cıktık. ben onu ozaman arzuluyordum ama bu zamanlardaki gibi degildi biliyorsun bizim zamanlarımız. bir kac defa evine gittim ve kısa süreli opüsmelerin dısında aramızda hic bir sey gecmedi. daha sonra beni facebook ta bulmus. yeniden konusmaya basladık ilk baslarda aramızdaki iliski gayet düzeyliydi. ama senin le nezaman seks hayatımıza renk katmaya karar verdikya ozaman isin rengi degisti. insan oglu iste konusmalar dertler ve seks hayatı bile degisebiliyor. sen her zaman beni sikerken sandwic olmak istermisin seni benim dısımda biri siksin istermisin derdin ya bu hayalimizi gerceklestirmek icin kerem en uygun kisi diye aklıma geldi. aramızdaki bu muhabbet nasıl boyle bir organizsasyona ulastı anlamadım ama en sonun da gecen haftayı yasadık iste ve ben seni aldattıgımı düsünüyorum. Cünkü kerem evli degillermis. Banu keremin daimi evine gelen bir fahiseymis. Ve bir daha kerem ile gorüsmek istemiyorum.Ozür dilerim askım.Bu sefer sıra bana gelmisti. Kerem ile Banu’nun evli olmadıgını biliyorum dedim.Bunun benim icin hic bir onemi yok askım. Ben seni seviyorum ve bu konun bizim hayatımıza zevklerimize zarar vermesini istemiyorum dedim. Boynuma sarıldı ve hala teklifin gecerlimi dedi ücüncü erkek ile ilgili diyerek dudaklarıma opücük kondurdu…devamı haftaya………………………………[email protected]@[email protected]

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Hiç aklıma gelmezdiİsmim Hakan Bursa’da özel güvenlik görevlisi olarak çalışıyorum,1,80 boyunda evli ve 35 yaşındayım.Benim hikayem bir oyun sitesinde Müge isimli bir baynla tanışmamla başladı.Müge ile bir süre oyunda sohbet ettik ve daha sonra MSN den yazışmaya başladık.Müge İstanbul’da yaşayan evli ve benim yaşlarda sarışın, MSN sohbetleri sırasında kamerada gördüğüm kadarıyla güzel bir kadındı.Zaman ilerledikçe samimiyetimiz arttı artık herşeyi rahatlıkla konuşuyorduk tabi ki seks konularını da.Ben birgün Müge’yi Bursa ya davet ettim hemen kabul edince hem şaşırdım hemde çok sevindim.Hafta sonunda birgün için sözleştik ve Müge yi terminalden arabamla aldım açıkçası çok güzel bir kadındı zayıf,vücudu ölçülü hele göğüsleri çok harika görünüyordu. biraz dolaşmak için Uludağ a çıktık orada arabayı bir kocaeli escort bayan yere bırakıp ormanlık alan içinde gezinmeye başladık, bir süre sonra göz göze geldik ve ben hemen Müge’nin dudaklarına yapıştım onun verdiği karşılık daha da ateşliydi adeta dudaklarımı ısırıyordu ben hemen elbisesinin altından göğüslerine ulaştım ve parçalarcasına okşamaya başladım,dudaklarını bırakıp göğüslerini öpmeye başladım artık dayanamıyordum aşağı doğru inip eteğinin altından amını yalamaya başladım iyice sulanmıştı amı ikimizde kendimizden geçmiştik müge iyice başımı amına yaslayınca dilimi amının içinde gezdirmeye başladım bir sağ tarafa bir sola tarafa çeviriyordum dilimi iyice çıldırmıştı müge birden beni itekledi ve önüme eğilerek benim 18.cm lik aleti aldı ağzına öyle bir yalamaya kocaeli sınırsız escort başladı ki ben kopmuştum artık iyice dayanamaz hale gelmiştim hemen müge nin arkasına geçtim ve amına yavaşça girmeye başladım benim gibi o da hızlanmamı istiyordu dururmuyum hiç ben tempoyu iyice arttırdım her gidiş gelişimde müge nin çıkardığı sesler de artıyordu iyice hızlanmamı istedi bende ne varsa hepsini soktum amına çıkın seslerden artık boşalacağını anladım bende boşalmak üzereydim bir süre sonra ikimiz aynı anda boşaldık müge çok hoşuna gittiğini söyledi bende merak etme aşkım daha devamı var dedim ve oradan daha önce ayarladığım arkadaşımın evine gittik bi duş aldıktan sonra oturma odasındaki kanepeye geçtik ve hemen sevişmeye başladık ben müge nin izmit anal yapan escort bütün vücudunu yalayıp amına doğru yanaştım ve burayı hiç durmadan 10 dakika yaladım yeter artık sıra bende dedi ve beni sırt üstü yatırıp aletimi aldı ağzına çok muhteşem yalıyordu ben bu sırada onun kalçasını kendime doğru çevirdim ve tekrar amını yalamaya başladım suları akmaya başlamıştı yine bu sefer üzerine oturdu ve deli gipi zıplamaya başladı her seferinde çıkarıp tekrar alıyordu çıldırmış gibiydi adeta yine ikimiz aynı anda boşaldık mügeyle çok çılgın bir kadındı,doyumsuz anlar yaşadık onunla,sabaha kadar her türlü pozisyonda seviştik sabahleyin de beraber banyoya girdik birbirimizi güzelce sabunladık sonra müge aldı yine benim aleti ağzına kıvama getirdi bende arkadan amına girdim biraz gidip geldikten sonra suyu açtım suyun altında finali yaptık çok muhteşem bir geceydi müge nin istanbuldan kalkıp yanıma geleceği hiç aklıma gelmemişti ama iyi ki de gelmiş çok muhteşem bir kadındı.ertesi gün terminalden gönderdim müge yi hala görüşüyoruz,benim İstanbul’a gittiğimde yaşadığımız heyecanlı geceyi bir daha ki hikayemde yazacağım

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