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My Daughter’s Best Friend Ch. 02

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The first chapter in this story was so well received I decided to continue the story. ‘Thank you’ to all the people who wrote, your encouragement and criticisms were all greatly apreciated and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

I awoke alone the morning after Cindy and I became lovers. She had already left the house by the time I arose. Still, I felt better than I had in years. Some how the sun seemed brighter, the air smelled sweeter. Yeah, it’s corny but that’s how I felt. Gee, all it takes for a 45 year old man to rediscover the zest in life is to make love to a beautiful, passionate 18 year old. I don’t know why everyone doesn’t try it. I couldn’t wait to see her again later that night.

At work everyone could see the difference in me. “Somebody got some last night!” was the joke of the day. I didn’t care. Even my most obnoxious clients couldn’t get under my skin. I couldn’t wait to get home.

I didn’t see Cindy that night. I was disappointed but I understood. With school and 2 jobs she often got home late and left early. I wasn’t about to become possessive of someone who had struggled so hard to make something of her life. I would see her tomorrow.

But I didn’t. Again she left early and came home after I was asleep. The same thing happened the next day. It was obvious she was avoiding me. I have to admit that I was a little hurt by this. That night meant a lot to me but I was afraid that Cindy might have been embarrassed by it. I had to speak to her.

The next day I left work early, hoping to catch Cindy at home. She had moved into my house when my daughter went away to college to escape a bad home life but now I might have made her feel uncomfortable in her new home. That was the last thing I wanted.

When I came through the front door I could hear her in her room. I knocked softly on the door and asked if I could enter. “Is everything okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, sure. Everything’s great.” Cindy’s voice was strained and she couldn’t bring herself to look at me. “Um, I just want to tell you I’m moving out. I’m moving back home.”

I was stunned. “Home? Look, if this is about what we did the other night…”

As soon as I said that Cindy’s eyes welled up with tears. Her eyes were riveted on the floor and her posture screamed defeat.

“God, this is such a joke.” she sobbed. “School, jobs, dreams. Bullshit. All I am is a fucking slut. Just like my step-father says I am.”

That’s what this was all about. Cindy’s stepfather was notorious in our neighborhood. A loudmouthed, drunken waste product who abused his wife and terrorized Cindy. He was an unapologetic misogynist who believed all women are nothing but whores and he beat that belief into Cindy’s brain through years of repetition. Despite all she’d accomplished in her short years Cindy still harbored that belief in the depths of her soul. And my making love to her cemented that idea.

I crossed the room in a rush, taking Cindy’s face in my hands, forcing her to look in my eyes. “Don’t you ever be afraid to look me in the eye, me or anyone else. You’re only 18 and you’ve already done more aydın escort with yourself than most people will do with their whole lives. You are not my whore. Not mine or anyone else’s! Don’t ever run yourself down like that, not in front of me.”

When I finished my outburst I stepped back from Cindy. I was out of breath and shaking with the strength of my emotions. I suddenly felt clumsy and awkward and very, very stupid. We stood there for a moment wrapped in the uncomfortable silence. Then I turned and lurched out of the room. Somehow I found myself in the kitchen.

I was staring blankly out of the window above the sink, seeing nothing. I heard a soft sound behind me. It was Cindy. I opened my mouth to speak but she silenced me with a finger to my lips. She slipped into my arms and we held each other tight. I’ve heard it said that if a person is fortunate enough to go to heaven they will spend eternity suspended in the most perfect moment of joy they’d ever experienced in life. This was my moment

Sometimes the heart knows what the head denies. I was in love with an 18 year old woman.

I have no idea how long we stood there like that, I only know it could never be long enough. I luxuriated in her presence, the smell of her skin and hair, the warmth of her body. She turned her face up to mine. Tears were in her eyes but this time they were tears of happiness. I brushed a tear from her cheek and she smiled. Our lips came together in a kiss, soft and tender, saying far more than words ever could. I could taste her strawberry lip gloss. Cindy moaned as I kissed her eyelids, her cheeks. My tongue traced the outline of her jawline and I nibbled her earlobe before our lips met again.

I broke the kiss and looked Cindy in the eyes to make sure this was what she wanted. Again she silenced me with a finger on my lips. She looked at me in wonder, as if seeing me for the first time. Her delicate finger traced my lips, then slowly down my chin, my throat, my chest. Lower. Down my stomach to my belt. She placed her hands on my hips and smiled. Then Cindy gracefully knelt before me.

Cindy lowered my zipper and released my penis. She lightly ran her fingertips along it’s length, gently coaxing it to hardness. She studied it as if it were an art object she’d discovered. Pursing her lips she blew cool air on the head of my cock and I shivered. She smiled and held my gaze with hers as her soft, moist lips engulfed the tip of my penis. The point of her tongue tickled the glans and then she ran her lips along the underside. My moans and sighs gave her encouragement to increase her efforts.

Cindy unbuckled my pants and tugged them to the floor so she could have access to my balls as well. While she slowly stroked my dick she took first one ball, then the other, in her mouth and tongued them. My breathing had become erratic and I wasn’t going to last long like this. Cindy knew it and she loved being in control of my pleasure. She kissed the head of my cock and then took as much of me in her mouth as she could. Massaging my balls with her hand she sucked me harder and nazillibelediyespor.org deeper. Her tongue swirled around my shaft as she twisted her head seeking to give me as much pleasure as possible. I placed my hands on her head and wrapped my fingers in her hair. She knew I was about to come so she grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper. The slurping sounds she made combined with the incredible sight of my cock disappearing into her angelic face to push me over the edge. With a groan I filled her mouth with sperm and Cindy eagerly swallowed it all.

I helped Cindy back to her feet and kissed her. Kicking off my pants I picked her up and carried her up the stairs. Since we came to her room first, I brought her in there and lay her on the bed. We kissed, deeply and passionately for many long minutes. She lay on top of me as we made out and my hands teased and caressed her through her clothes. She seemed to love having her breasts caressed and her nipples are very sensitive. Finally I rolled off the bed and had Cindy stand up with me. I stopped her when she tried to undress herself. I wanted that job.

I peeled her shirt over her head and kissed the soft, young flesh exposed to me. I kissed her neck and throat and the tender flesh of her upper chest. Cindy’s nipples looked like they were trying to burst through her bra, but they would have to wait their turn. Bypassing her breasts, I kissed my way down her tummy. She giggled when I paused to lick her bellybutton. I unbuttoned her lowriders and slowly peeled them off. Again, I kissed and caressed the newly exposed skin, worshipping her body, but avoiding her still covered parts. Next I slipped off her panties. As I slip them down I blew on her pussy and kissed her lower tummy, just above her slit. Cindy wriggled, trying to get contact with her now wet pussy, but I had other plans. As she stepped out of her panties I maneuvered behind her and kissed her butt, just a few kisses on each cheek plus a long, lingering lick up the crack.

I stood up behind her and pulled her back towards me. Cindy could feel my hardness pressing into her and she reached back to stroke me, but it wasn’t time for that yet. I turned her to face me and unhooked her bra, finally freeing her perky, young tits. Holding her hands in mine I stepped back a pace to take in her beauty. At 5’4” Cindy is perfectly proportioned. Her 34B breasts stand proudly out from her chest, soft white mounds capped by puffy, pale pink nipples. Her flat belly and slim waist flare gently outwards to her slender, womanly hips. Her firm round ass is the stuff of dreams. Her short, black hair frames a cute, pixie-ish face. Her warm brown eyes were now expressing anticipation and sexual hunger.

I ran my hands up her sides, then in to her breasts. Cindy covered my hands with hers and pressed them firmly to her chest. We kissed, passionately, while I rolled her stiffened nipples between my fingers. I kissed my way to her tits, taking one nipple at a time between my lips. Cindy’s knees buckled and we fell back onto the bed. I continued sucking those magnificent tits and placed my hand on her cunt. Spreading her pussylips I sought out her clit, teasing her to the point of orgasm. I fingered the opening to her vagina without actually penetrating her. Cindy squirmed and moaned while I teased her.

I left her tits and kissed my way down, down to her sweet pussy. I knelt between Cindy’s widespread legs. Her cunt was drooling juice down her asscrack. She looked so sweet, so angelic and yet so wanton. Her hips writhed of their own accord, her body overcome by lust. She bit her lower lip in anticipation of what was about to happen, what she longed to happen. Cindy let out a long groan as I dipped my head between her thighs and licked the length of her slit. I spread her with my thumbs and licked her wet hole. As I increased the speed of my ministrations Cindy thrashed her head back and forth, humping her hips at my face. She pinched her nipples and moaned encouragement. She came with a loud moan, her body convulsing in ecstasy, but I didn’t stop.

When Cindy was recovered from her orgasm I flipped her on her stomach and buried my face in her buttcrack. I spread her cheeks and licked her tight, little hole. She didn’t know how to react at first but when I pushed one, then two fingers deep into her wet pussy she figured it out: she came again.

Rolling her onto her back again I focused my attention on her clit, licking it, stroking it, gently sucking it. I massaged her pussyhole and slid a finger up her asshole, lubricated by the copious flow of juice from her cunt. I finger fucked her ass while I ate her sweet pussy. Cindy kept repeating the same word over and over: “Coming!” Finally Cindy grabbed my head and held it to her cunt with surprising strength and came again, shrieking, her ass rising high off the bed.

Cindy pulled me up on top of her and kissed me hard, wrapping her arms and legs around me tightly like she was trying to keep me from getting away. She reached between us and lined my cock up with her hungry pussy. “Fuck me. This is your pussy. Show me how much you love this pussy.” I slid into her with one stroke and she arched her back to take it. This was not tender lovemaking, we’d left that behind. We were fucking now, two people taking their pleasure from one another. Her cunt gripped me and squeezed me. I drove into her with all the power I could muster. The room was filled with the sounds of sex, squeaking bedsprings, moans of passion and the flat slap of flesh on flesh. I could hear the wet, squashy sound of my penis stretching Cindy’s tight, young cunt. She whispered in my ear as I fucked her. “Come on, baby! Give it to me! Give me your come!”

I exploded into her just as she reached her climax. Cindy screamed as she came and her pussy clamped down on me like a velvet fist. I kept pumping her and she whimpered. I held her in my arms and kissed her tenderly, the madness of lust having passed. I stroked her hair and nuzzled her neck. Cindy purred like a kitten and snuggled closer to me.

“Did you mean what you said before?” Cindy asked in a dreamy voice.

“Every word of it, Cindy”

She was quiet for a few moments. “You were wrong about one thing.”

“Oh, what has that?” I asked.

She kissed me and said. “I am a whore. Your whore, for as long as you’ll have me.”

The next morning I did not wake up alone.

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Cable Guy

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One night I had to wait for a few hours at home for a repairman. My cable was out and they wouldn’t give me an exact time. So I got on the computer and just started looking at different porn sites and going to different chats. I was getting really turned on by the time the doorbell rang. I put on a robe over my thong and bra and went to answer the door.

When I opened it I was faced with a very good looking man in a blue uniform. He wasn’t very tall but he was built and had a great face. He reached over to shake my hand and tell me he was here about the cable. When I reached out to shake back my robe came all the way open, affording the man a glance of my almost naked body. I smiled and pulled it closed while he told smiled back and told me his name was James.

I led him to the living room and I could feel his eyes on me. As soon as he started to get to work I asked him if he’s like a drink.

“Well, I’m not supposed to accept anything like that…” he protested.

“Come on, there are a lot of things they say you shouldn’t do but most of the time those are the best things to do.” I told him. Hopefully he didn’t think I was laying it on too thick.

“Alright,” he said with another smile, “you’re right.”

I went into the kitchen and got a beer for James. When I returned to the living room, I made sure the top of my robe was half antalya escort open so he could see my tits pressed together when I leaned in to give him the bottle. He looked right down my shirt and I smiled, letting it open a little more, deliberately, so he would be sure I was doing it on purpose.

I think he took the hint because after he finished the beer he came into the kitchen where I was sitting at the table, also drinking, and asked where he should put the bottle.

“Just set it on the counter,” I told him, “Do you want anything else?”

“No, thanks…” he said, still lingering at the kitchen doorway.

“Anything at all?” I asked, staining up. Then I dropped the robe. All I had on was black bra and a black thong and neither one of them left much to the imagination.

At first he just stared at me, as if in shock, but then he came forward and got really close.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asked as he cupped a breast and leaned into my body. I nodded and he kissed me, hard and well. I fell back on the table and he climbed right up, grinding into me as he kissed my neck and rubbed my chest and stomach. He unhooked my bra and started sucking my nipples. I was so hot that I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I wanted to take his pants off and get his cock out.

While he sucked on me antalyadaspor.com and rubbed against me, I reached down and unzipped his pants and pushed them down until just enough of him was naked so that his cock could be free. When it sprang out I noticed he was rock hard and ready to go. He pulled my thong down and had a look at my bare pussy before he started rubbing it, spreading my juices all around. Then he leaned in and pushed his hard dickhead against my slit.

“Fuck me hard, right here on the table,” I told him.

“I plan to,” He said while he continued rubbing his tip up and down my slit. I was so turned on by the fact that I was totally naked and spread open and he was pretty much fully clothed with his pants unzipped and his cock out, just enough to fuck me.

I felt him push his length inside of me in one hard, fast motion. He was thick and hot and I wailed as he slammed in and out of my soaked cunt. I spread my legs and lifted my knees into the air and he repeatedly shoved his cock up me until I screamed in orgasm.

He thrust his hips into mine and grinded against me, continuing to pound me. I loved how rough he was being. His hands pushed against the insides of my thighs while he plunged in and out. I could feel him start to pulse inside of me and he started to grunt while he screwed me. I moaned as he kept relentlessly ramming into me. Finally, I heard him let out a loud sigh and I felt cream splash inside of me, streaming out of his cock. After a few more thrusts he was out and zipping up his pants.

“Don’t worry about the bill,” he told me before he left. I was still naked and catching my breath on the table in the middle of the room when he closed the door behind him. I felt cum dripping down my thighs so I got up to go to the shower.

While I was in the shower I thought about how good James had felt inside of me and I couldn’t help but touch myself. As the warm water streamed down my body, I reached down and felt my own wetness, rubbing a finger into myself. I thought of James and his thick, hard cock and how it felt when he slammed it all into my hole while I spread my legs open for him on the table top. I rubbed harder and faster, as I got wetter and hotter, and I pushed another finger in. I pushed them both in and out while I thumbed my swollen clit and thought of James pressing his hands against my thighs, holding me open for him to fuck me as hard as he wanted. And he had fucked me hard, slamming his body into mine, practically falling into me. He was so hard and hot that I thought I would melt over him but I didn’t, I just kept moaning as he screwed me. My fingers worked me until I couldn’t hold back anymore and I came right there in the shower, thinking of what had happened only minutes before, imagining James and his throbbing cock exploding inside of me.

I would have to ask for James again next time the cable goes out.

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Slutty Tales Pt. 01: Maddie

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Maddie grew up in a small village and has lived nineteen years of her life being a good girl. Unlike all her peers she rarely went out and almost never got drunk. She tried cigarettes when she was sixteen but she saw no fun in the coughing and smelly breath that followed. So it was her first and last time.

Having been accepted to her first choice University, she has been studying towards becoming a teacher.

She even went to church every Sunday with her family. Not because she believed in any of it but her parents and especially her grandparents did and they expected her to be there. And good girls do as they are told.

She had two boyfriends so far. Both of them respectable young men, her family approved of. She had sex with them, simply because that was what people her age did. If her parents had suggested she waited for marriage, she probably would have. She considered marrying the second boyfriend before leaving for Uni. Luckily both him and her parents thought, they were too young.

No doubt, after finishing her studies, she would have returned to her village to teach in the local primary school and would have married Ben and have a couple of kids. It could have been a content, even happy life.

If it wasn’t for Lia.

Because sometimes it only takes a slight twist of fate or a special person to change the whole course of your life.

The girls had the odd seminars together and occasionally they exchanged a few words. Maddie didn’t think much of Lia at first. If anything, Maddie thought she was a bit weird and stuck up. She seemed to have this aura around her that she was somehow older and more experienced than the rest of their peers.

Her dress sense was also quite peculiar. While the rest of the campus wore jeans and t-shirts, Lia preferred miniskirts, knee high boots and low cut tops. There is a fine line between elegant slutty and trashy slutty and Lia somehow always managed to stay on the tasteful side. She had very long chestnut brown hair, which she wore in various pretty plaits. Her chocolate eyes were enhanced by thick mascara and soft autumn colours on her eyelids.

Sometimes she wore glasses for lectures which just made her look even more sophisticated.

By contrast, Maddie’s morning routine consisted of throwing some comfortable clothes on and brushing her teeth and caramel blonde hair. She didn’t see the point of wasting time and money on hair and make up. She was taken. And Ben loved her the way she was: au naturel.

Maddie was renting a five bedroom student flat with four other girls, close to the University and the city centre. Two of the four girls were from the other side of the country and they only travelled home for the holidays. The other two lived a little closer and left about every fortnight.

Because of her boyfriend, Maddie did the four hours return trip almost every weekend, but sometimes the girls convinced her to stay and they threw small house parties with lots of cheap booze.

Lia was invited to one of these and the two of them started chatting over a couple of drinks. Lia was asking if Maddie knew any places to rent nearby, as she was commuting from the other side of the city. Sometimes she worked nights in a hotel at the weekends, in the same area and the early morning bus journeys were getting to her.

Maddie promised to ask around and wanted to know more about the work Lia did. She knew from the other girls that Lia had very unstable family background and pretty much had to support herself. Understandably she was curious, how she managed to pay for Uni, accommodation and even afford a few designer clothes.

Lia gave her an uneasy smile, that made Maddie think, it was something, she didn’t want to talk about and was ready to swiftly change the subject. But after studying Maddie’s face for a few seconds, Lia started talking with a slight shrug of a shoulder, slumping down onto the arm of a brown leather sofa, that has clearly seen better days.

“I do front desk work for them on weekends. Mostly night time as it pays better.” She was still staring at Maddie’s face intently and continued with a mischievous smile, “Some guests ask me to give them private tours of the city — if you know what I mean. They often take me on boat trips, shopping or partying.” She took a swig of her beer. “That communication seminar on Monday,” she laughed, “I don’t even know how the lecturer looks like.”

Frankly, Maddie wasn’t sure what her classmate meant by ‘private tours’ at all. Was Lia sleeping with these foreign tourists for money? Is that how she could afford everything? Maddie was shocked to her core. Her morals were rioting against the idea, but on the other hand, she was curious about Lia’s lifestyle and was drinking her every word.

Lia was telling her about the places these men – often well-off businessmen – took her. Five-star restaurants, day cruises abroad. Then she mentioned an American guy she met a few weeks ago. How, after spending almost a whole week together, he invited diyarbakır escort her over to the States for the summer. All expenses paid by him.

“Of course I won’t let him pay for absolutely everything, so I’m saving up for it,” Lia said with a proud grin.

Maddie was dumbstruck and somewhat envious. Part of her wanted this glamorous, adventurous life, but the other part had huge doubts that she could ever live like that.

“Are you not scared that something might happen to you?” Maddie asked, still standing, eyes wide open with interest.

Lia noticed that she hasn’t had a sip of drink since her revelation.

She was not surprised by Maddie’s stick in the mud comment. She usually didn’t talk about her lifestyle. On the rare occasion she did, it was an expected reaction. Jealousy and ignorance often brought devaluing comments forth. But sometimes it was fun to shock others and make some waves.

With Maddie, it was different though. It was a test and Lia watched her classmate’s expressions closely. When she recognised the glint of arousal in Maddie’s cornflower blue eyes, she knew that she has chosen well. Maddie will not only come around, but soon enough she will even outshine her in sluttiness.

Reserved good girls always did.

Tight little small-town girls usually turned out to be the naughtiest, once introduced to the big wide world of sin. Their sexuality was like a bottle of champagne, exploding with intoxicating sweetness when shaken. Lia couldn’t wait to drink the bubbles.

“I have safety measures in place,” she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, without revealing what those measures were. “I also got a pepper spray.” She grinned pointing to her handbag. “But let me tell you, the only place, I almost had to use it wasn’t with guys from the hotel, but the junkies on the number 18 night bus, going home.” A disgusted grimace spread on her face at the memory, but somehow she still managed to look strangely attractive with an expression distorted by outrage.

Maddie wondered whether it was the alcohol that made her fall for Lia’s peculiar details.

“That’s why I need to move closer,” Lia added softening her face into a smile again.

“If it’s any help, I’m happy to offer you my room, when I’m away,” Maddie said, finally lifting the bottle to her lips and taking a reserved sip. It was a path of conversation she walked on more effortlessly. She was a very kind and considerate person. Maybe too kind in fact. That’s why she was living a life, others have written for her. “I’m gone almost every weekend.”

Lia remained silent for a minute. Then sliding off the arm of the sofa onto the cushion, she patted the empty space next to her, urging the other girl to sit down.

“Listen, far be it from me to give you life advise or anything, but from the things you told me about your boyfriend, he sounds like a right bore.” She leaned back and crossed her legs over. It was much more comfortable to speak to Maddie not having to look up any more.

“I need someone to replace me for the summer at the hotel. So why not try and have some fun? It’s very busy in the summer, you could do full time too and earn a decent sum, even if you don’t want to do anything ‘extra’.”

Maddie kept silent, deeply contemplating to take the offer there and then. It was definitely tempting and not necessarily because of the money.

Seeing her hesitation Lia turned the left corner of her mouth into a lopsided smile, “You probably think I’m a slut,” she tittered. “But I just enjoy being adventurous. I want to try lots of things and have sex with lots of people, before I settle into anything serious – If I ever will. Being a slut is fun. It’s like being an explorer.” She raised her bottle as if for a toast, “To hell with morals and standards. Who cares about them? You only have one life, Maddie. You should live it the way you like it. Not how others expect you to, ” she shrugged a shoulder and lifted the bottle to her roguish red lips. “You should try it.”

Maddie’s slightly drunk brain was overwhelmed by that long monologue. All she knew was that Lia was right. Her home life was grey and boring and somewhere deep inside she had known for a while, that she didn’t belong there anymore.

The only thing she was confused about were her feelings towards Lia herself. She suddenly realised, she looked up to her. She was everything Maddie wasn’t. Adventurous, bold, sexy…

But whether she wanted Lia’s life or she wanted to be in her life was a labyrinth of confusion. Because she didn’t understand those feelings. So for another length of time she kept quiet, cocking her head and willing Lia to continue.

And Lia did. Because she knew exactly what Maddie needed to hear. “Have you ever been with a girl?” she asked lowering her voice to a playful purr. Her arched eyebrow framed a daring expression in her dark chocolate eyes.

For a few seconds Maddie couldn’t decide if it was a mere question diyarbakiranalatik.com or a come-on.

Then Lia curled her cherry lips into a smile, snuggled up to Maddie, leaving no doubt about her intentions. She quickly glanced around, making sure, that no one was watching them.

Most of Maddie’s housemates and guests were grouped in the kitchen, enjoying a drinking game. Some have disappeared into the bedrooms. Lia didn’t want to kiss her in front of others and risk pushing her more than what Maddie was comfortable with.

“It’s just so different. Let me show you.” Lia’s mouth was still curled into a provocative smile when it seeked out Maddie’s soft lips. She kissed her with a childish peck, just a toe dipped into balmy ocean waves.

Maddie closed her eyes, knowing that when she opens them again, there’ll be a new life awaiting. She loved the warmth of Lia’s breath and the cold touch of her perky nose. Lia’s whole body was radiating heat, yet the tip of her nose felt like an icicle. Maddie smiled at the sudden sensation. Waves of arousal woken in the pit of her stomach.

Maddie wanted more, she wished Lia to stroke her hair, to whisper naughty things into her ear, to bite her chin. She craved Lia’s touch. It was a portal to a new, exciting world, Maddie was all too keen to enter.

Soft, caressing fingers ran down Maddie’s cheek, which made her part her lips with a silent sigh, giving way to new wonderful sensations.

Lia’s lips tasted like sun ripened, wild, foraged fruit from her childhood, like nectarous adventure and freedom.

That one kiss awakened something in her that was long forgotten. For a few seconds she was a little girl again, clammy and dirty from playing outside, stuffing her face with wild plum and berries. Kissing another girl felt strangely innocent and pure.

Their soft lips engaged in a slow, irrythmic dance for minutes. No tongues, just soft nibbles and occasional voluptuous nip of their teeth.

Then Lia broke their embrace.

“See, you can’t have anything like that with a bloke,” she glowed. “They insist stuffing their tongues into your mouth. I wonder why,” she snickered.

“Yes, I wonder,” Maddie joined in the laughter. “Have you been with many girls?” she asked a few seconds later somewhat sheepishly.

“A few, ” Lia said. “It’s nice sometimes, but I don’t tend to say no to a nice big cock,” she chuckled.

They finished their drinks, while Lia pondered aloud, why on Earth would anybody choose not to be bisexual. Then Maddie suggested, they went to her room hoping to continue, what they started.

She sat down in a cross legged position on the bed and Lia kneeled beside her. Sweeping a few strands of hair off Maddie’s shoulder, she started kissing her neck. Then helped her out of her top and pulled the lacy white bra straps off her shoulders. Maddie’s little perky breasts reacted to being freed with hardening nipples.

Lia gently stroked and caressed them avoiding the more sensitive and clearly aroused areolas and nipples. She liked to be a little tease.

“Did you know, that I wanted to do this since I first saw you at the auditorium?” Lia whispered, gently taking Maddie’s nipple between her lips and rolling her tongue on the sensitive button.

The subtle sensation made Maddie whimper. She wasn’t used to such delicate touch. Ben was usually more rough, rubbing, pinching and sucking them.

Lia had a weak spot for blondes, especially if they were innocent and uncorrupted like Maddie. She wanted to savour these first moments. She’s been fantasising about playing with Maddie’s delightful little breasts since she first saw her hanging around with Tiana and Chrissy after social seminar. It was such a pity that this beautiful cleavage was usually hidden under shapeless t-shirts and pullovers.

She found out from Chrissy the same day that Maddie had a boyfriend and she really tried to restrain herself. Right up until tonight, when she finally decided, that Maddie needed rescuing from her god boring life.

She ran her fingers down Maddie’s soft natural curls. Her hair was smooth as silk ribbons and had a scent of exotic fruit. As Lia was combing her fingers through affectionately, she asked if Maddie would let her braid it sometimes. She had an image in her mind, a crown braid, the picture of innocence. On the outside. Because, by then, — if Lia had her way with the girl – on the inside she will be everything but. It will be a beautiful contrast Lia smirked.

Where the cascade of hair ended, around bra line, Lia continued stroking her naked skin. She was drawing gentle lines downward with her fingertips, that felt as if tiny warm summer rain droplets were running down Maddie’s back.

“Lie down and let me taste you,” Lia whispered into her ear and ever so gently pushed her onto her back, then pulled her jeans and panties off her legs.

Maddie held her breath, anticipating Lia’s touch. But Lia, being a tease, spent long minutes just stroking, massaging her thighs, her thumbs stopping just shy of the small bush Maddie sported, due to the fact that she wasn’t expecting to have sex that weekend. The rest of her pussy was neat and clean shaven. After every gentle brush of Lia’s fingers, Maddie opened her legs slightly more and more. Her pulsing clit longed to be touched in any way shape of form. Yet Lia went out of her way to completely avoid her nest of desire.

Only when even her labia parted like the segments of a ripe clementine, glistening with droplets of nectar and Maddie started rocking her hips, did Lia stroke her puffy labia in a shooting gentle way.

“You are an eager little thing, aren’t you?” she teased.

Maddie opened her eyes and caught Lia shaking her head with a disapproving pout. She was bewitchingly beautiful in her menacing ways and Maddie was falling for her antics big time. Lia made her feel that she was the luckiest girl and was punching above her weight. Maddie considered herself a pretty girl, but just that, a girl. Lia was a woman, who knew, what she wanted. It was an amazing feeling to be wanted by her. Fragile and vulnerable but amazing, nonetheless.

“No rush, we have the whole night. Possibly the whole weekend,” Lia purred as she slowly inserted a finger, then two into Maddie’s keen tunnel.

That promise and the long awaited feeling of being full sent a wave of soft current around in Maddie’s stomach, followed by a urgent tightening of her snatch around Lia’s fingers.

Maddie ground her hips with desperation to the slow rhythm Lia’s hand dictated. More and more digits were inserted, stretching her, yet making her want more at the same time.

Lia was taken aback by all the wetness that gushed around her fingers and commented with inarticulate groaning.

“You don’t seem to get enough of my fingers,” Lia moaned. “Do you want to try fisting, doll?”

Maddie smiled at that pet name. She has never been called that before. It turned her on to be Lia’s doll, her plaything.

The fisting part was another story. That was shocking — ish.

“Ummm,” she hesitated. She only seen it done in porn and it did visually turn her on. That said, it wasn’t something she would have considered being done to her before. It’s not something, you can really do with a boyfriend. And until this evening, she didn’t give thought to sleeping with a girl.

Lia had a wee hand with short manicured nails, with just a touch of almost clear, peach coloured nail varnish on them.

Maddie had a potent mixture of alcohol, adrenaline and estrogen coursing through her veins, that breathed a ‘yes’ onto her lips.

“Ok, we can try,” she agreed, pulling herself up to her elbows. She wanted to see. She wanted to look into Lia’s eyes. More than anything she wanted to please her.

Lia was very slow and very gentle. Once four fingers were inside, she straightened them and grouped them together with her thumb.

“How does it feel?” she checked.

Since the answer was a loud moan, she continued until her hand completely disappeared into Maddie’s cunt.

Maddie opened her eyes and looked between her legs. The picture was obscene; her pussy contracting around another girls wrist. The stretching and pulling felt like losing her virginity again. In a way she did.

Lia was rocking her hand back and forth using her knuckles to stimulate the G spot bringing Maddie to the absolute brink.

When she placed her index finger across Maddie’s clit, as if to feel the crazy throbbing, it was like a pulse after running a marathon.

Once she gently started rubbing it with circular and left to right motion Maddie writhed in misery. She was so close that even if something as small as a feather had landed on her clit it would have pushed her over the edge. She didn’t stand a chance trying to hold it back. Then Lia made sure there was no turning back.

“I knew that deep, deep down you were a very naughty girl, Madeleine,” she purred. “Its ok, come on my fist.”

Her pussy tightened around Lia’s fist as she came with a loud moan. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Lia slowly pulled her fingers out and ran her tongue over her index finger in an almost cat like fashion.

While Maddie caught her breath, Lia pulled off her panties and got comfortable on her back. Rolling her skirt up she started stroking herself with her fingers thickly coated with the other girl’s juices.

Maddie was still riding the gentle after-waves of her orgasm as she kneeled up. Her eyes focused on Lia’s beautiful mound. It had a cute landing strip, ending in puffy, thumb sizes lips.

Maddie couldn’t wait to run her tongue between them.

First she recognised her own familiar aroma, then another similarly sweet nectar greeted her exploring tongue. She inserted two fingers into Lia’s wet slit and gently lapped at her labia and clit.

“Do you, – hmm- want me to – um- do the same?” she asked self-consciously.

“No, it’s ok, I’m really close,” Lia grunted. “Just continue what you doing.”

Lia closed her eyes and imagined all the dirty things she will do to Maddie. Her mind was in overdrive. She couldn’t choose between all the different fantasies

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Be gentle guys. This is my first attempt at writing anything remotely sexual. Comments, critiques and tips are welcome.

***

Briana Scott stood on the wide lawn of her huge home, looking at the beautiful decoration. The place looked beautiful. She smiled and told herself she was going to enjoy her eighteenth birthday bash.

Briana had it all – looks, brains and money…well her parents money…but what can she say? She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and didn’t need to work a day in her life. She was known to most people as a snob because she mostly kept to herself.

Her eighteenth birthday which was to take place the following day was to be the biggest event in town that year and everybody was hoping to get an invite.

“Hey pumpkin, how does it feel like on your last day at seventeen?” a voice said behind her. She turned and threw herself into her father’s warm embrace feeling happy and cherished. “I can’t wait Dad. I just pray everything goes according to plan.” Nick Scott gave his daughter a kiss on her forehead and assured her that everything will be perfect.

Elaine Scott stood at the doorway smiling at the pair. Her daughter had grown into a very beautiful young woman. She could still clearly remember the day she was born. She was so proud of her. She also hoped everything would be perfect on her daughter’s day. All she had to do was to sit Sean down and talk him out of any mischievous plans he had to ruin his sister’s party. Those kids were always playing pranks on each other. It was however obvious they loved each other to bits. Fifteen year old Sean hugged his mum from behind, giving her a loud kiss on her cheeks. “Hey mum, how is the bash of the century coming up?”

“Sean Donald Scott you better not have anything up your sleeves to ruin your sister’s day.” Elaine admonished loudly causing father and daughter to turn to look at them.

“Chillax mum, I wouldn’t do that to her royal highness. Hey Dad whatsup?” he said walking over to them to give Briana a big hug. Briana hugged him back and gave him a slap on the back of his head. At the same time Nick ruffled his son’s hair affectionately.

“Hey” he said to Briana, “you should be nice to me. After all, I can be your worst nightmare.”

“You wouldn’t dare Timon.” Briana said using the nickname she had given her brother due to his naughty nature. She had accurately named him after the mischievous meerkat in the Lion King movie.

“Ooh it’s on Sis”

She took off after her brother, both of them laughing merrily. Their parents stood with their arms around each other, smiling lovingly at their kids.

“Thank you my love” Nick said.

“For what?” Elaine asked.

“For giving me these two.”

“Well right back at you huh.” She said giving Nick a kiss and a hug.

***

After a shopping spree with her pals Julia and Trisha, Briana sped home in her brand new Mercedes-Benz A-Class, an early birthday present from her parents, singing along to Efya’s “You bring out the best in me”. She sure did love that song. Too bad she didn’t have a boyfriend at the moment to sing it to. She hoped being eighteen would bring her some luck. She doubted it though since it was obvious most guys felt intimidated by her. It was not her fault she was on top of her class. Neither was it her fault she had money to spend. Why couldn’t they simply blame her parents for giving her brains and wealth? To quote Chris Rock: “fuck em boyz”. She got to the gate of her mansion, used a remote control to open the gate and sped in to park. She wanted her mum to see the outfit she got for the party. She was going to look very simple but hot on her day as her friends and the attendant at the boutique had assured her. With her lovely figure, her flawless tanned skin and her beautiful long black silky hair, there was no need to overdo it.

By four p.m. the following day, which was a Saturday, the party was in full blast. Everybody seemed to be having a good time. Briana looked sexy in her sheer white daring open-back tank, with glimmering floral in front, which made a chic entrance and sexy exit. With that, she had on a white tight curve-loving stretch jeans, which sat comfortably on her hips and a silver sky-high heels which had cool cutouts and double straps, making the peep-toe platform pump look captivating. Briana’s hair was piled high with tendrils hanging down softly around her face, giving her a sensual and classy look. She looked undeniably hot! The guys couldn’t keep their eyes off her and the girls looked impressed.

“You look stunning Katherina” Briana’s course mate, Paul told her. He started calling her Katherina after the beautiful sexy vampire in “The Vampire Diaries” because of her obvious resemblance to the character. He was one of the few guys who could boldly talk to Briana because they were childhood friends and still hang out.

“Thank you very much sweetie. Who did you come with?” Briana asked giving Paul a hug.

“I came with Cole. He’s visiting and wanted to see how grown muğla escort you are now.”

“Oh my God! Cole is here?”

“Yip. And he wanna see you baaaad!” They both knew Briana has had a crush on Cole since they were kids.

Cole was Paul’s big brother who worked as the youngest partner in one of the best law firms in LA. At age twenty-five, he was one of the youngest top prosecutors in the private sector and was also known for his wild ways.

Briana had last seen Cole three years ago when she was only fifteen and had been so in love she had tried to kiss him one fine afternoon. Cole had been so shocked he had ordered her to go home and she had fled in tears. They had not seen each other since. Now Briana didn’t know whether to leave the party and go and hide in her room or act haughty. The latter won because after all, it was her party but that didn’t stop her from shaking inside with shame. If only she could avoid seeing him.

She remembered Cole Adams as though she last saw him just this morning. Cole was a total stud, one of the popular guys in school, if not the most popular. The Adams family had moved into town when she was about ten and Cole was seventeen. He joined high school midstream and quickly became the top dog at the school. He was smoking hot. He had dark brown eyes with flecks of green and a head of thick, black hair which had been given a buzz cut making him look like a military guy. The rough and rugged look and his arrogant, dominant attitude made him so sexy. Everything about him screamed MAN, and that made him very appealing — not only to Briana, but the entire student body. The girls wanted to fuck him. And all the guys wanted to be him.

He had done his share of drinking, fighting and fucking. In fact rumor had it that his killer smile had spread more legs than a gynecologist.

Was it surprising that a young girl like herself would fall for this hotness? She used to hang out with Paul because they were classmates and their parents were friends. Elaine Scott had been childhood friends with their mum Lizzie. She therefore felt she had to keep an eye on the boys since Lizzie had passed on a year before Jim and the boys had moved into town. The boys therefore spent more time in the Scotts’ home which increased her awareness and crush on the “bad boy” Cole.

Was he still hot? Was he now fat? Had he grown out of his wild ways? She had heard from Paul that his brother was a big shot lawyer who made a six figure a year. Well she hadn’t done badly for herself had she? She was going to college in three months and was still at a loss as to which college to accept, since she has gained admission to about six top colleges. She was a confident woman who should not feel embarrassed for what happened due to an innocent crush by a mere kid. That didn’t stop the blush that stole up her cheeks when she remembered that fateful day.

She had been studying with Paul in the Adams’ home. Paul had to rush to pick up a calculus book from Simon who lived across their street. She was left with nothing to do but to day dream about Cole…..again. She had her eyes closed and was so lost in her daydream, she screamed when a voice said “hey”. She had thought she was alone in the house. She stood up and screamed in terror but her scream was cut short when she was enfolded into a warm embrace with a soothing voice saying, “it’s just me Bri. It’s ok.”

She realized she was being held by none other than her heart throb Cole and calmed down. He still held her close whiles stroking her hair and whispering to her to calm down. Two things happened at the same time: Briana, who could have easily passed for a beauty queen even at that age became aware of the warmth surrounding her and started having conflicting emotions, she never wanted to leave those arms…and she wanted to kiss Cole. She looked up at him whiles he kept stroking her hair, closed the distance between them and started kissing him. The feelings coursing through her were so exquisite that she thought she had died and gone to heaven. She was so far gone that she didn’t notice Cole was not returning the kiss – neither was he pulling away. He was stunned. The next thing she knew, Cole was holding the sides of her head and telling her in a strong voice to stop it.

She realized what she was doing and quickly stepped away.

“What the fuck did you do that for Briana? Do you have any idea what you have done? Go home! Go home NOW!!!” She rushed out of the house and run all the way home. She went straight into her room, locked her door, flung herself onto her bed and cried her heart out. What had she done? She would never go out of her room again. She couldn’t see herself facing anyone. What was Cole going to think of her?

“Can I have a dance with the birthday girl?” Briana was startled out of her thoughts by Sean who wanted to show his sister off to his pals. He twirled her around amidst screams by all present. Briana was feeling so care free and happy. This was really her day.

Cole stood near the beautiful rhodope-mugla.org fountain on the Scotts’ lawn looking at the sexy Briana being twirled around by Sean and couldn’t believe just how sexy and alluring she looked. Damn but the girl was fine! Even as a kid, Briana was a beauty. But now, in addition to the beauty was a sensual erotic look. He was floored. Thank God no one was paying attention to him because it would have been embarrassing to be caught drooling over a mere eighteen year old girl. But he knew without a doubt that he was gonna have her. After all he had been having fantasies about Briana for the past three years.

By nine p.m., the party was still in full swing. Briana was already too tired and a little bit tipsy. She wandered off to the fountain area to take a breather. She relaxed against the stone and took a deep breath, looking up at the skies.

“Happy birthday missy. You sure look tired”. A deep voice said beside her. She looked up and her heart missed a beat.

It’s him, she thought. And damn but he looked HAWT! He had filled out in all the right places and looked absolutely gorgeous.

“Cole?” She said out loud.

“Yip. You ok?”

Briana forgot how to breathe. She didn’t want this to happen, but she could feel the dampness between her legs. Everything about that man still drove her crazy! His voice, his 6″ chiseled swimmer’s frame and his sheer sexiness. But then she snapped back to reality and it suddenly hit her….she was angry at Cole. She had been angry all these years.

“Yes. I’m good.” She didn’t know what to say. She just stared at him.

“So I hear you’re going to college in three months. Which one?”

“Well I got a whole lot of offers but I’m yet to make a choice.” She said straightening her back and talking haughtily. “You know, this party was strictly by invitation. Care to tell me why you’re here? After all, l don’t remember giving you an invite.

Cole was taken aback by the anger in her voice. What did he do? He thought.

“Well I just thought I should drop by and wish you well. After all it’s your eighteenth and that makes you a woman.” He said with a slight frown on his face.

God but she wanted to touch him so bad. Briana thought. He looked delicious in just faded jeans and a navy blue polo shirt.

Aloud, she said, “Well I invited people who I wanted to see today. Not people who think they get an automatic invite because they’re making it big somewhere. Now this is my party. You are not welcome here. Get out!”

“What happened to you? When did you become such a bitch?” Cole asked, shocked at her words and obvious anger. Angry or not, however, she looked stunning. And those lips….

“Oh Mr. Barrister, I have a whole lot of names for you so don’t even start. Just who the fuck do you think you are you conceited, arrogant bast….”

Before she could complete her question Cole’s mouth was on hers. Cole put his hands on either side of Briana’s face and covered her mouth with his own. It was a brutal kiss. Briana tried to back away from the kiss, but Cole secured his left arm around her waist preventing any movement. He released a low, soft groan, and put his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her even closer as he kissed her. Briana whimpered and tried to push him away, feeling as though her lips would start bleeding any second, he was kissing her so hard.

Briana tried opening her mouth to protest and she gasped when he sank his tongue into her mouth. The sensation of their tongues touching felt like fireworks erupting within her body. She felt as though she was melting into his body. Then everything changed – the kiss quickly went from rough to gentle. Briana moaned and returned Cole’s kiss. She put his hands on Cole’s chest and could feel his rock-hard muscles through his polo shirt. She opened up allowing Cole to explore and taste her as he desired. Briana had never been kissed like this before. Cole took without asking and she realized that she liked it. No, she loved it.

Cole broke the kiss and moved his lips below Briana’s ear. She let her head fall back and roll to the side, exposing her neck to him.

Cole made a noise that sounded like a growl. The deep vibrations sent a shudder throughout Briana’s body. She moaned softly as she squirmed against him, gasping as she felt his dick press into her lower belly. Cole was perilously close to shooting in his pants. He had a feeling if he didn’t have her now, he would go out of his mind. He slid his mouth to Lisa’s throat and continued to kiss it as he slid his hand under her top to touch her breasts.

“You’re so sexy.” She froze in shock as the words tumbled out of her mouth. Her voice didn’t sound like her own. She had never been this aroused in her life. Then she felt a delicious jolt go through her – Cole had the nipple of her right breast in his mouth. God only knew what he was doing to it because her knees just gave out under her. Cole however held her up and continued his exquisite torture.

He needed to touch her so bad. He slid his hand from her breast down to open the button of her jeans, her zipper quickly following. By now Briana was totally sober and knew exactly what was going on but was powerless to stop it. She was going out of her mind with pleasure. She felt Cole’s fingers inside her panties and started trembling so bad he had to tighten his hold on her. He managed to slip a finger under her panties and found that she was dripping wet. Briana moaned softly and pushed as hard as she could against Cole’s hand, desperate for him to send her over the edge. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she bit her lip and had to concentrate on not letting herself collapse. She whined in desperation as he suddenly withdrew his fingers, leaving her utterly frustrated.

Cole lowered her onto the lush grass and pulled off her jeans and panties at the same time after taking off her shoes. He unfastened his own jean to bring relief to his tightly squeezed dick which had precum dripping out of it like a faucet. He moved down her body spreading her legs and inserting his shoulders between her thighs, propping one of her legs on his shoulder. Cole looked up into Briana’s lush folds spread wide open before him and groaned in pure bliss. He spread the lips of her pussy wide open so he could view the treasure he had uncovered.

Briana heated even further under his hot gaze and watched as he circled the hood around her clitoris with a finger until he had coaxed it from its safe house. Cole fastened his mouth directly on it as soon as it put in an appearance, sucking furiously on it. Briana felt like her world was turning upside down. She couldn’t think, could hardly even breathe, and had no idea what was happening to her except for the fact that she desperately needed to cum. She lifted her head slightly so that she could look down at Cole, and gasped sharply at the erotic scene of his mouth and tongue firmly attached to her clitoris – she lost it. Her orgasm tore through her so hard, she had tears streaming down her face, all the while tugging at his hair and yelling his name. It was her cries of pleasure that brought Cole back to himself.

He quickly climbed up her body swallowing her cries of pleasure by covering her mouth with his and while she was still shaking with the after effects of the pleasure he had given her, he buried his cock balls deep inside her. Though Briana was well-lubricated due to her orgasm, she felt like she was being ripped in two, it hurt so much she screamed!

Cole felt a barrier inside her rip just at the time he felt Briana scream into his mouth and he froze! Immediately the haze surrounding his brain cleared and he pulled out. What the fuck!

“Look at me,” he whispered harshly. “Briana please look at me.” Briana looked up at him, and his expression was so focused it looked almost pained. It frightened her. Briana quickly averted her eyes, but he grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him.

“I am so sorry,” Cole pleaded. The guilt and desperation on his face was her undoing and she cried. Cole soothed her gently and wiped the tears from her face.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

After calming down, Briana stared into Cole’s troubled eyes. Why did he care? With the kind of reputation he had in high school, this shouldn’t have given him pause. Is it that he’s changed? Looking into his eyes, there was one thing she knew for sure; she wanted to make love with Cole Adams.

“Would you do me a favour if I asked you?” she asked in a small breathless voice.

“Anything.”

Kissing him tenderly on the lips, she whispered, “Finish this”.

Cole’s shock could clearly be seen on his face. He stuttered, “…What? I…I’m sorry Bri but I can’t. You see, I would have taken my time if I had known you hadn’t done this before. Now you are hurt and will be sore for a while. Entering you again may be agony for you. I won’t put you through that.”

“Please Cole, we will take it slow. And you did agree to do me a favour.”

After pondering on what she said for a while, Cole decided to ask a favour of his own.

“Only on one condition Bri.”

“Name it”

“That you allow me to do it better another time, in a proper bed, after wining and dining you as you deserve.”

Briana laughed shyly and gave him another kiss, “Deal”.

Cole started kissing Briana again tracing the crease of her lips. He paid homage to the beauty he held. He kept his kisses gentle and reverent, relishing the soft, breathy moans from Briana. He slid his tongue into her mouth and explored it leisurely. He learnt about the ridges at the roof, the smooth teeth and the silky inner cheeks and then suckled pleasurably at Briana’s equally slick and agile muscle. She moaned helplessly, enjoying the benefit of his cultivated skill and his dark passion. God, he felt good. His erection strained between then but he ignored it and pushed Briana’s top up. He cupped her bare breast making her moaned in pleasure. Cole’s mouth closed over a nipple and his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her captive against him. He sucked hard, triumph mingling with soaring lust when he felt her body shudder in his embrace, delighted by Briana’s lack of inhibition and responsiveness.

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The rhythmic fidgeting roused Adam from his sleep. Curious what was going on, he opened his eyes to see a strange woman straddling him with her back to him. She had long dark brown hair covering most of her otherwise naked body. She seemed uninterested in him as she fidgeted away, very quickly jostling up and down on him. Now fully awake, he could see her left arm making some kind of quick movements back and forth. He could not quite believe it, but he was watching her getting herself off as she aroused him. His cock quickly noticed the attention being given it, and as it became erect, her position over him, kept it from bending toward him. She simply stopped for a moment, rose on her knees to insert his cock in her, and then continued with her quick, jostling movements. Adam, wasn’t quite sure what to do, but he hardly thought he should interrupt her.

The strange was woman was occasionally letting out soft moans as she massaged her clit. It was mesmerizing to listen to, but the view was even better. She had dark olive skin and her thin waist accentuated her prominent hips and ass. Adam tried to catch a glimpse of one breast on the side of her turned slightly toward him, but could only see the smooth skin of her side. As she jostled Adam she seemed to be getting more aroused and her moans grew louder and more forceful.

The whole scene felt surreal. Adam was married, and happily so. But this was not his wife on top of him, grinding away at his prick, and so obviously enjoying herself. It’s not normal to be woken up by a strange woman using you as her sex toy, but it’s even more weird when she is someone you don’t even know. She leaned forward as she picked up the pace of her rapid back and forth movements on his cock. It felt so incredibly good that he was having a hard time understanding what was going on. She sat back up and fondled his balls, which were now drawn up tightly to his cock. He moved his legs to give her better access.

“I’m glad you’re awake.” she said, in response to his movement. She lightly raked his balls with her fingernails and began grinding herself harder into his pelvis. He was enjoying her movements but he could tell that she was mainly focused on how he felt inside of her. She would occasionally move and lean forward feeling for just the right spot for his cock to hit as she rythmically moved above him. His cock had never felt harder, and he cocked one arm behind his head as he watched her shapely ass jiggle and bounce with her movements.

She leaned forward again and the indents above her buttocks disappeared. Adam could make out the tight puckering of her asshole and he imagined playing with it. She was jiggling again and he could see her arm moving rapidly. He tried to move under her, but was only getting enough motion to keep him extremely aroused. Her movements were becoming frantic now and she was groaning so loud he could tell she did not have long. He desperately tried to fuck her from underneath, but that only seemed to speed her orgasm. “Yess. Oooh. God! Yes!” Her exclamations were the final straw. She slammed down on him repeatedly and then slowly stopped. Adam was completely frustrated now. She seemed to be completely oblivious and as she came to a complete stop, Adam felt himself suddenly slipping back into a light sleep. “That was good, Adam.” He heard her say, but he was too far gone to respond.

— Adam opened his eyes and saw the familiar sight of his wife’s back, in her nightshirt next to him. He reached out for her and grabbed hold of her hip. She didn’t move. Still asleep. He reached around and grazed her stomach with his hand and on up to caress her left breast. She grumbler and rolled onto her back.

“What is it?” she mumbled. Her tone suggested she still had not woken up. “Nothing.” Adam said and kept up his groping. “I’m just going to have my way with you.” He moved down to her thighs and stroked the soft skin there with the back of his fingers. “Go ahead, just don’t bother me.” She said and moved her arms to above her head. “Ha, ha.” Adam said, pretending to be unamused. He knew she liked this. He began rubbing the folds of her pussy through her panties and she squirmed underneath him. He quickly got rid of the underwear as well as his own boxers, and climbed between her legs. He could feel that she was wet. As quickly as he could he guided his cock to her and pushed inside her. God! That felt good. Adam was not gentle and Eva seemed to be more accommodating than actually enjoying it. Annoyed, he pulled out and told her to get on her knees.

“Adam, take it slow, I’m still waking up.”, she said groggily. “I know”, he conceded “but you feel so good, baby.” He really just wanted to use her body. He pushed his cock into her folds and grabbed her hips to hold her in place as he pushed hard into her. He grunted loudly as he bottomed out on her. The whole situation made him want to berate her as he fucked her as well. She started moaning as he pumped in and out of her and he didn’t let it go.

“That’s it. You fuckin’ slut. hatay escort You really like it hard, don’t you?” She groaned in response and went down on her elbows. The increased pressure on Adam’s cock caused him to stop short.

“I didn’t hear you, bitch. Tell me how much you’re enjoying it. I want to hear you.” Eva was not naturally vocal. He knew he was pushing her, but enjoyed the feeling of power.

“Mmm. That feels good, Adam. . . Don’t stop!” she pleaded with him. He could tell she was enjoying this, even if she was hesitant to talk dirty.

“Don’t stop what, slut? What do you want?” He increased his force, pounding into her rhythmically, with a slapping sound for each stroke.

“I want you, mmgh, Adam, grmmph, Fuck me, please! Oh shit!, Mmm. I love your cock!” She was getting close, and her egging Adam on had him right on the edge.

“All right, you cum hungry slut. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be walking funny tomorrow. Is that what you want?”. “Fuck me, Adam, God! Harder!” She had overtook him in her arousal. She was now pushing back at him with each stroke, getting increasingly dirty as she did so. “Fuck my pussy, Adam, God! Make it hurt Yes! Oh! Don’t stop! Unhh!” Her urging him on degenerated into groans and grunts as she clearly started an orgasm. She let out a loud scream and pushed back against Adam so hard he almost fell backward. Her orgasm was longer nad forceful, but as Adam pounded her to her obvious satisfaction, he still couldn’t quite cum himself. “Dammit!” he thought and pulled out of her. She collapsed on her side, obviously thinking he had cum when she had. “Fuck, that was good, honey. You can wake me anytime you want.” Adam just grunted in response.

Frustrated, Adam stood up and went into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and stared into the mirror. His face was flushed from the exertion. He pulled down the skin under his eyes and noticed how red his eyes were. “I need more sleep. ” he thought to himself, and stepped into the shower. It still hadn’t warmed up, but he welcomed the cool water, which almost eased the ache of his still-hard cock. Almost, but as the water ran over the back of his neck and down his back, he realized he was still thinking about the strange woman from his dreams. “Cold showers are useless!” he thought and finished up quickly to make sure he would not be late for work.

Sitting at his desk, he was finally able to concentrate. He was working out the details of estimating allowable loads on a particularly long bridge. Thankfully, the effort required to work through the calculations allowed him to forget the morning. He was still visualizing the model as he looked to his right. His cubicle was outside a small meeting room, where four people, three middle-aged men and a younger women were gathered around some large drawings. The woman had her back to him and was leaning over the desk, examining some large drawings. Her legs were crossed, accentuating her the round shape of her hips. She had a tight black skirt on that came to her knees. With her bent over, he could see every curve of her ass. “She either has a G string, or she’s not wearing any panties.” Adam thought to himself. The thoughts he had worked so hard to bury, came rushing back, and he could feel his cock stir. He strained to see more of her. She had a white light blouse of some sort, and thick, dark brown hair, tied back in a bun. He could see her slightly from one side, and noticed, that she had at least some bust to her. “Very nice.” he thought, “Iwhat curves! The view he had of her felt like his own private show. Suddenly she turned her head and caught him staring. Adam froze. It was obvious what he had been doing, he tried to look down, but then quickly looked back up and into her face, as if to say he was interested in her, not just ogling her ass. She simply gave a half smile and continued on with their discussion. A chill ran down Adam’s shoulders and through his shoulders. The woman at the desk was the same woman from his dream that morning!

— Groggily he opened his eyes again, but he was having trouble focusing. He felt strangely full, almost like he was constipated. He closed his eyes again, and tried to regain his bearings. He was on his bed, sitting up at the edge of it, with his legs over the side. He felt cozily warm, and soon realized this was because his wife was sitting on his lap with her legs wrapped around his waist, he opened his eyes. No! not his wife, it was this woman again! She had her arms around his shoulders and was embracing him loosely as if it were completely natural. She leaned back a bit and finally saw her face, a longish, thin one with high cheekbones and dark brown eyes. She smiled at him.

“Hello, again! Glad you decided to come back and play!” It made no sense to him. He had no complaints, but how had he decided anything? “I see you’re ready for me.” She was looking down now and reached one hand down to expertly guide his semi-rigid dick inside of her. Oh, that felt good! She was so wet, harshatayota.com he barely had to push to get the right angle to penetrate. He reached for her hips and settled her wonderfully fleshy pussy so that he was pushing deep into her. “Mmm.” she moaned, softly. “You’ve hit just the right spot. Relax now. I’ll handle things for awhile.” She moved his hands off her hips and onto the bed so that he was balancing both of them. His feet could touch the ground, but she had him in just the right position so that he could not easily move. Adam didn’t mind.

Now she was closing her eyes and moving slowly. She began slowly rising up off of Adam’s prick, using her legs and then letting herself drop back onto him. She did it so slowly that it tool her two or three seconds to get to the top point. And she fell so suddenly he actually bounced a bit on the bed. That’s when he noticed the full feeling again. He was rubbing against something every time she bounced down. More than that, he seemed to be impaled on something! It was not painful, but he was definitely penetrated, and he hadn’t even been aware of it until she started moving. She was watching him now, and smiling again. “You like that feeling?” He only smirked in return and closed his eyes, he had somehow lost the ability or even desire to talk, he was just absorbing the situation.

But, Jesus, she had him just impaled on something, and as she was getting more worked up he was getting fucked, a little more with each bounce, and, oh, it was hitting an interesting spot. “Mmm. You do like it, I can see. Maybe you know how it feels now, from the other end.” He just groaned in response as she bounced him now even more vigorously. Suddenly his eyes shot open! Whatever it was, was moving inside of him. This wasn’t just her moving on top of him. He tried to look around for some indication of what was going on but all he could see was her legs and the bed. In fact it was moving in rhythm with her. She would slowly draw up and up and it was now pulling out of him until, suddenly . . . “Unnh!” He let out a sharp moan as it entered him and she simultaneously buried his dick in her pussy. He had never been harder! She picked up the pace now, clearly turned on by his excitement. “Ohh.” she groaned. “Unnh” He was starting to moan along with her an octave down, both in rhythm. He didn’t know how to move so he just sat there, penetrating and penetrated. She had him at the peak of his orgasm . . . almost . . . almost, and then she lost all rhythm and chaotically slammed down onto him as she screamed out her climax. “Oh! Fuck! Yesss!” And Adam was so close he wanted to just, take over, but he could barely move. She collapsed against him. “Oh Adam, that was amazing.” Somehow he could barely speak around her. “Please, lady, I didn’t quite . . .” She cut him off “Oh, you’ll get your chance, Adam, just be a good boy, now, and relax.” The words had an intoxicating effect and he found himself leaning back and closing his eyes. . .”

— He was walking out of their usual lunch spot with two of his coworkers, a sushi restaurant across the street from their office, when he saw her again, alone near the back of the restaurant. He told the others to head back without him and walked over to her table. He caught her eye as he walked up and decided to take the direct approach.

“Hi, I’ve seen you around our office and wanted to introduce myself. I’m Adam. I work on the mechanical modeling for most of our designs.” He tried to sound professional.

“Hi, Adam. I’m Lilith. I have heard of your work. Good to meet you.” She sounded pleased that he had stopped by. What was the connection here? He felt like he must be going crazy.

“So, yeah, if you have any questions about some of the designs, feel free to let me know and we can go through them.” He realized he was being over the top, but didn’t care. The check for her lunch came as they were talking and she began signing for it as they were talking.

“Thank you. I may take you up on that offer. I’ve been interested in some of the safety factors designed into the system. They seem a bit risky.” She stood up and grabbed her coat which was on the back of her chair.

“Oh, and about tonight. I should be by at eight, if you’ll be ready by then.” Adam, just stared. “Oh um, yeah. Sounds good.” he finally blurted out. What was she talking about? “Good, see you then.” she smiled at him and walked out. She was wearing heels and a knee length thin skirt that showed off her shapely ass. He couldn’t help staring at her as she walked off. She turned her head as she opened the door and gave him a wink.

Adam was strangely both aroused and panicky at the same time. What would he say to Eva? What was Lilith going to say to Eva? She was obviously in control here, and he realized he better at least let Eva know about this evening. He fished his cell from his pocket and pulled up her number.

“Hello?” Eva’s voice had a high flute-like tone to it. She sounded in a good mood.

“Hi, Eva. How’s your day going?” Adam tried to sound nonchalant. “Adam! I was just going to call you. Nothing unusual. Work is light here. I was thinking of knocking off early. How about you?” Adam decided just to b up front.

“Nothing bad, but I did have a last minute issue. A colleague of mine wants to stop by after dinner to, ah, to discuss a potential collaboration.”

“Oh.” is all Eva responded. She was clearly confused. “But don’ t you remember? A friend of mine, Lilith, said she would be by tonight. We were going to catch up on her trip to Egypt.” Adam didn’t know what to say.

“Adam? Are you still there?” “Yes, sorry, uh, okay, I’ll tell, um, him to plan for another night. Sorry about that.”

“I think you’ll like Lilith. She is a lot of fun.” Adam tried to recover. “Yes, that should be interesting. Okay, I’ll see you at home. Should be there by six.” He hung up and tried to make sense of all of this. Lilith didn’t act as if she knew Eva. Adam did remember Eva scheduling the dinner for tonight, but it had hardly registered at the time, just some friend of hers and he assumed it would be an early night for him as they caught up on each others lives. It appeared Lilith had something else in mind.

— The doorbell rang and Eva interrupted some last minute tidying of the living room to go to the door. She was dressed in a light blue summer dress that clung tightly to her torso. As she walked by Adam, he grabbed her hip and pulled her in for a quick kiss. He could feel her breasts rub against him as he pulled her close, and he held her there for as long as he thought he could get away with.

“You don’t mind if I cut out early tonight, do you?” he murmured to her as she broke the kiss. “You’ll like Lilith, Adam! Just wait ’til you get to know her.” Eva pulled away and gave him a smile. She continued toward the door as she said “But, yes, don’t feel obligated on our part to stick around. Eva opened the door and broke into a broad smile.

“Lilith! So good to see you!” She stepped out to hug Lilith and Adam heard her say. “God, you look stunning tonight! How long has it been?” Eva reappeared holding both of Lilith’s hands as they talked excitedly. Lilith had a strapless black dress that accentuated her breasts. The dress was form fitting, showing off her thin waist and the flair of her shapely hips. Adam lost track of what they were saying as he openly ogled her body.

“Sure we have that, don’t we Adam?” Caught again, Adam looked up and tried to play along. “Yeah sure. What?” Eva smirked at him in mild disapproval. “You can make up a martini for Lilith, can’t you?” Lilith smiled at him and he tried to put in a light mood. “A martini? No problem! You too, Eva?” he knew Eva liked one in the evening and they had a pretty good bar on hand for most drinks.

“Please!”, chimed in Eva. She and Lilith moved to the living room and settled into the overstuffed sectional in one corner. They were talking excitedly and had already moved on. Adam could see them from the bar they had which separated their dining room from the living room. He quickly mixed the drinks and brought them to the ladies.

“Adam! You never told me you knew Lilith from work! What have you been hiding from me?” Eva asked in mock accusation. Adam blushed. “Well, I just met her. I mean, she recently. .” he stammered and trailed off looking to Lilith for help.

“Adam was probably trying to keep our office love affair a secret.” Lilith played along with Eva’s mocking. “It’s been pretty hot.” Adam just kept his mouth shut. He knew he was in for a ribbing no matter what he said, considering how he had been ogling Lilith both in the office and this evening. Eva decided to let Adam off the hook and changed the topic. “Did you know Lilith has been traveling in Egypt for the last several month? She’s been exploring something we were both into in college: females in ancient mythology.” Eva looked at Adam to see whether she was boring him, but he looked interested, so she explained. “There’s many examples in ancient middle eastern mythologies of woman demons who bewitch and trick the men. They are the seducers, the charmers in the stories.”

“Sound like interesting women, to me!” joked, Adam. “What did you find?” he could see Lilith really enjoyed discussing this with Eva.

“It was the trip of a lifetime, believe me. I mainly visited a lot of the ancient ruins and the museums. It was eye opening to wander around the same places where these stories were told and retold.” Lilith talked about the old cities she saw and cravings that showed different female goddesses, as many evil as good, and just the fun of traveling around the birthplace of civilization. “It’s too bad so much of the area is unstable right now. The history and tradition in this area of the world makes anything else look like a recent colony. The fun of these ancient mythologies is to learn how our ancestors envisioned our different temptations and fears. Imagining them as goddesses and demons is a wonderful way of discussing them. Today, that approach has been banished from most of our lives, except, perhaps, during Halloween. It’s the only time we scare and allow ourselves to scare. To seduce and allow ourselves to be seduced.”

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Mom Sent Back to School Ch. 08

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Janice almost fell into the house with Charley. They had dinner, danced, and drank too much. Catching a cab home was necessary, just as fumbling in the back was essential.

Her mother was there, and for a moment Janice felt guilty. Janice thought her mom was going to send her to her room. Instead she gave her mom a big grin, and wrapped her arms around her. It was great that her mom couldn’t tell her off for being out late drinking, and for bringing home a man.

The woman was her mother, but she in charge here. Janice was the boss, and her mother had to submit. They had swapped places, and names, so Rose was now Janice, a schoolgirl. The real Janice had got a job, taken over the name Rose, and the role of mother, meaning she was in charge of her step-mother.

‘This is Charley. Say hello to Charley,’ Janice teased her step-mother.

‘I’m just going to bed,’ Rose nervously spoke.

Her daughter had too much to drink, and so had the guy. Something should be said, but how could she? Opening her mouth to admonish Janice, resulted in nothing emerging. So used to being Janice the schoolgirl, it seemed she was stuck in the role, unable to step out of it.

Her daughter had taken over, and they both had to live with it until she could escape from school.

‘Make us a drink before you go,’ Janice ordered.

It felt good telling her mother what to do. She felt like laughing at the expression on her mother’s face. Watching Rose hesitate for a moment then give in, gave Janice strength to maintain her superior position. To some degree she hoped the woman might try to rebel, so she could be admonished in front of Charley. It would confirm she was the adult here, and this was her step-daughter. She dressed the part, and talked the talk, but it would be good to show him she was old enough to be his girlfriend.

‘You’ve had too much already,’ Rose said, at last.

‘Don’t be a naughty girl. You mustn’t back-chat your mother, especially not in front of a visitor. I’ll spank you if you don’t do as you’re told,’ Janice warned, and winked at her mom.

Rose didn’t know if she was serious, or just playing around in front of the man she’d brought home. Not wanting to take a chance, she reluctantly asked what they were drinking, and fixed a couple of whisky and gingers. That’s more or less all they had. An old bottle of whisky, and a flat bottle of ginger.

They had fun enough to be past caring, or even noticing what they drank. Rose handed Charley the glass, and suddenly felt self-conscious. He was sitting low in the sofa looking up at her. The skirt was too short for someone to be looking from that angle. Especially her daughter’s boyfriend, as it seemed he now was.

Instead of moving away, she looked at him and said, ‘Do you want anything?’

Coming back to him she stood closer, with her feet either side of his.

‘I’ll try not to spill it. Did you have a good time?’ she asked.

‘Yea, of course, your mom is great company. We laughed a lot, and had a great time,’ he smiled at her.

Rose saw him turn away, embarrassed. The little skirt was too short to wear just a thong. Remembering she left her stretch pants in the car, she too became embarrassed.

He thought she was a young teen playing up to him. Teens did that sometimes, when testing themselves out, coming to terms with their power over men. Rose should know better than that, but as a teen she couldn’t help herself teasing him. No longer considered an adult, it left her free to behave like an irresponsible youth.

If he found out she was the mother, showing herself off to her daughter’s boyfriend, would that be any better?

‘You should be wearing leggings, or something under that skirt,’ he said.

‘Yea, like, don’t tell mom,’ she said, putting it on, yet afraid of her daughter finding out.

‘Keep him happy, while I make some toast. You two want some?’ Janice shouted.

‘I want some!’ Rose shouted.

‘Me too!’ he shouted.

‘Thanks, I didn’t want it too strong,’ he smiled at her. ‘I enjoyed your mom’s company. She told me you went out with your boyfriend. Did you have a nice time?’ he threw back at her, and handed over the bottle of ginger.

Rose turned around and put the bottle of ginger down, meaning to bend suggestively. Twisting around to look at him, while still bent over, she was disappointed to see him looking away again. Still wearing the short skirt and thong, she presented an arousing sight.

In a tiff, she stood up straight, and caught her foot on his, and fell backwards. She almost laughed when he huffed in pain. She’d landed on his hardness! He put his arms around her, and whispered in an ear.

‘You’re mom told you to look after me, but she also said she would spank you if you misbehaved. So, what is this, misbehaving, or what?’ he lightly asked.

‘Sorry, didn’t mean anything,’ she said, sounding contrite.

‘It’s alright. You’re a big girl now, so be careful who’s lap you sit on. Be a good girl for your mom, and help her make the toast,’ he smiled sivas escort at her.

She smiled back, gabbed his face in both hands, and kissed him firmly with her lips pressed together.

‘Your nice!’ she said, and jumped off his lap.

He held onto her hand, and said, ‘Did I pass inspection?’ he asked, with a cheeky grin on his face.

‘Yes, you passed,’ she laughed.

In the kitchen Rose took over buttering the toast.

‘I like him, he’s nice. You’ve my permission to go out with him,’ she said.

‘Thanks, girl! Nice of you!’ Janice said, and grabbed her mother’s nipples.

‘Oww! Let go,’ Rose complained.

‘I saw you bending over, and landing on his lap. What do you think you’re up to? Don’t lie to me, you weren’t testing, you were playing up to him. No, don’t try to tell me that was a test. I saw what you were doing,’ Janice heavily spoke, then let go of her nipples.

‘I didn’t mean anything, honest!’

‘Does acting like a wanton slut mean Paul didn’t fuck you?’ Janice asked her mother.

‘No! Mom, don’t talk like that,’ Rose prevaricated.

‘You’ve lost your leggings. They didn’t cover much anyway, but now you’re practically bare assed. I’m guessing the boy did fuck you, but not enough for a woman. So, now you want my boyfriend. It’s being very naughty, playing around with your mom’s boyfriend. You must want to fuck him bad to be playing around like that,’ Janice quietly spoke.

‘No, honest. We did it twice. He is so very good, I had more than two orgasms,’ Rose boasted.

Seeing her daughters face, Rose pinched the girl’s nipples in retaliation.

‘Ouch! Stop it,’ her daughter cried out.

‘That was so devious!’ Rose said, and they joined in laughing together. ‘You could have just ask me what we got up to. Okay, I would have lied,’ Rose admited.

‘He passed your clumsy test then,’ Janice smiled.

‘I’ll take my toast to bed,’ Rose said.

‘I will too!’ Janice laughed.

‘Goodnight, Charley. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t, both of you,’ Rose giggled and winked at them.

***

Rose had put her light out, but was thinking of the year to come. What was she to do? How could she get out of doing another year in high school? Declaring she was an adult woman would get her into trouble with the authorities. She would be charged with something, and might even end up in prison.

‘What the hell? Damn!’ Rose spluttered.

Janice was in her bed with that guy! The headboard was banging the thin dividing wall between them. Damn! It was the master bedroom and hers by right. It had been until a few days ago.

She’d been moved into her daughter’s room, and it had been redecorated to look like a young girl’s room. Not only had the girl stolen her name and life, she was better at it than she was. Janice was earning more money than her, and had a nice young man in bed with her.

‘For heaven’s sake, what are they doing in there?’ Rose quietly complained.

While being Janice the schoolgirl, she was at last having a wonderful sex life. She’d found that an eighteen-year-old boy had great sexual prowess. Rose shivered at the memory of being in bed with the twins. Damn! Both of them had taken her twice. The second time they both had her at the same time. God, that was so bad! She almost cum thinking about it.

Damn! Her daughter was moaning as though in pain. A mournful sound resonated through the wall. His heavy breathing could be clearly heard. It was awful hearing her daughter fucking some guy. Hell, he was really pounding her!

Rose found herself frigging her kitty. Damn! She was already well taken care of, and now she was becoming sore. If they carried this on every night, she would have to get some lube.

At last they shouted out their climax. By the sound of it, her daughter would be in a good mood tomorrow. Maybe she could get an allowance to buy some decent clothes. The ones her daughter bought for her were too childish, and were embarrassing in front of school friends. Of course, she was doing it on purpose, and enjoying her mother’s discomfort.

Rose hadn’t thought about it before, but realised recently that she was a submissive. From being subjected to demanding parents, she married a domineering husband, and had spent her life being told what to do. It had seemed natural enough, and not something that bothered her.

Pretending to be a schoolgirl, to cover up for her daughter, Janice took the role of mother. Rose couldn’t help letting her daughter take control of the apartment, then take control of her. The excuse was that they didn’t want to make a mistake, and get found out, so kept the role going twenty-four hours a day.

Of course her daughter found it highly amusing, and loved the idea of controlling her mother. They had gone too far with the subterfuge to get out of it, so needed to carry it on. Rose was had become happy as an irresponsible schoolgirl, and let her daughter dominate her. Though recently, she’d become too deeply embedded into the role, letting everyone tell her what to https://sivashabersitesi.com do.

After awhile Rose gave up trying to complete what she started, and fell asleep.

***

Rose woke up, wondering what the noise was. Her first thought was that someone was banging on the wall, maybe because there was a fire.

‘What the fuck!’ Rose declared to an empty bedroom.

Her eyes flickered open and she leaned on one elbow. The clock said three, or it would if it could talk. She’d only been asleep for a couple of hours. It was her damn bedroom, her bed, and they were using it too loudly! Her daughter was fucking a guy in her bed, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it!

‘Damn it!’

They were really going for it now. The damn head board was thumping the wall, so there was no way she could sleep through that. She would have to tell her daughter to move the bed.

‘What is he doing to her?’ Rose said, when her daughter loudly yelled.

Again they screamed out a climax. Rose drifted off to sleep, more quickly this time.

***

Sunday morning at breakfast Rose was petulant with her daughter.

‘What’s wrong, I thought you had a good time with Paul,’ Janice commented.

‘You did with that man,’ Rose said, with grit in her throat.

‘I had a good time, with Charley, that’s his name, remember. Like you did with Paul. You told me last night that you did it with him. So what’s wrong?’ Janice asked, sounding exasperated with a mother acting like a spoilt brat.

‘I know you did, I heard you,’ Rose pointedly said.

‘Oh! Sorry about that. So now you know what it was like for me. With dad, I mean,’ Janice bitingly said.

‘Yea, well, I guess, sorry,’ Rose said.

They looked at each other, and laughed. Janice gave her mother an endearing hug.

‘It is funny, isn’t it. All this I mean, me being you and all,’ Janice said.

‘Yea, funny mad, like, whoops-e-do, funny,’ Rose grinned, and they laughed again.

‘What are you two laughing about?’ Charley asked.

‘Not you, not this time,’ Janice giggled. ‘Can you look after him, while I get dressed, darling,’ Janice grinned at her mother.

Rose hated meeting new people, in case they guessed she was the mother. If one person found out it wouldn’t take long to go the rounds. People would ask what they were playing at. It would be hard to explain how it all happened, as even they found it difficult to comprehend, and they had been there.

Rose stood up from the kitchen table and regretted the move. Thinking he had the decency to leave early, she hadn’t bothered with a dressing gown. The short baby-doll had been bought when her daughter was teasing her. It hadn’t been returned to the store because it was comfortable.

Not now it wasn’t! Standing in front of a stranger her own age, it felt embarrassing. The small panties were too tight, and the generous top floated around her hips. He looked her up and down, just the once.

‘Hi Janice, are you Rose’s sister?’ he hesitantly asked.

‘I’m her daughter, step-daughter, remember? I’m supposed to look after you. I’ll do what you want, I mean, err, what do you want for breakfast?’ Rose asked.

He was about to say, you, but figured that was way out of line.

‘How old are you,’ he blurted out.

‘Eighteen, how old are you?’ she returned.

‘Twenty-six, the same age as Rose,’ he said.

It had to be choked back, that really, she was Rose. It also went through her mind he was too old for her daughter who was only just eighteen. It wouldn’t be allowed, if they hadn’t been caught up in this role reversal. Now if she said anything to offend him, her daughter might spank her.

For some reason the idea of her bare bottom being spanked, in front of him, heated her up. Maybe her daughter would get him to spank her. The very idea of him spanking her like a naughty schoolgirl, was firing her boiler.

The toast was smoking, and they both went to grab it. She’d moved along the breakfast counter into his arms. Both were surprised. He just stood there, too close for comfort, unable to move. She turned around to face him. Her breasts rubbing his arm as she turned.

Looking up at him through long eyelashes, she automatically closed her eyes, and puckered her lips. It wasn’t meant, she just reacted to their closeness, and from being stoked up.

‘Don’t burn the toast, it’s all we’ve got,’ Janice interrupted.

He had the good grace to leave after breakfast. Rose liked him, but was more cautious than Janice. There again, she couldn’t complain, as she had an eighteen-year-old boyfriend from school.

‘What a mix up!’ Rose nervously laughed.

‘Yes, what a mix up,’ Janice quietly said.

Rose went to pick up Janice’s plate, but the girl held onto a wrist.

‘Don’t you dare! You made up to my boyfriend last night, and gave me some feeble excuse why you did it. Now this morning I caught you at it again! He’s just a guy. Don’t you dare entice him with your big tits, girl,’ Janice quietly warned.

‘I didn’t, it was a mistake. Nothing happened, like, I didn’t do anything. Anyway, you can’t bring home guys. Not without my permission,’ Rose asserted.

Janice was already angry, and the denial gave her the excuse to snap. She pulled her mother over her knee. Rose kicked out, and waggled her legs around, trying to roll off her daughter’s lap.

‘Stop struggling. I’m going to punish you for being a dirty slut,’ Janice shouted, and slapped the upturned bottom.

‘Ouch! Stop it right now!’ Rose shouted back.

‘You are a dirty slut, what are you?’ Janice said, and managed to pull her mother’s panties down.

‘Ouch! Stop it, it hurts!’ Rose squirmed.

‘Ouch! Alright, I’m a dirty slut,’ Rose relented.

‘You went with the twins, that boy from school, now my boyfriend,’ Janice reminded her.

‘Ouch! Alright, yes! I admit I’m a dirty slut,’ Rose conceded.

‘From now on you’re going to be a good girl at home, and a good schoolgirl in class,’ Janice told her mother.

‘Ouch! Yes, like, yea, I’ll try real hard, I’ll be a good girl, mom,’ Rose promised.

‘Sorry, I’ll come back later,’ Charley said.

‘Come in,’ Janice told him.

‘No! Stop where you are, I’m not finished with you!’ Janice told her mother, and slapped her bare ass.

‘Ouch! I promise to be a good schoolgirl in class. Honest, mom,’ Rose humbly spoke.

Knowing her daughter’s boyfriend was watching the spanking, made it all the more humiliating. Rose was aghast that it had come to this. Her daughter’s boyfriend could see her bare ass, while being spanked by her daughter. To her dismay her lips were swelling fast, and protruding between her thighs. After trying to tease him, what was he to think of her now?

Her daughter kept her in place, with a hand on her back. A dry sob wasn’t from the pain, it was from shame. The promise to be a good girl had been sincerely meant, making it all the more real, and agonising. Her lips were glistening wet, and being ass up, it felt as though her sex was being presented to him!

Another swipe to her ass was followed by a squeal, then she was pushed off her daughter’s knees onto the floor.

‘Go stand in the corner, don’t trip on your panties,’ Janice told her mother. When the woman bent over in front of Charley, Janice told her, ‘Just leave them here.’

Rose was beaten, both physically and mentally. She was a naughty schoolgirl, and believed it thoroughly. Under the circumstances there was no option, she had to be a schoolgirl, or die of shame. Standing in the corner of the kitchen, with the baby doll floating around her hips, her mind was overwhelmed with disgrace. Her daughter’s boyfriend could see it all. He could see her red bottom, and was a witness to her shame.

The spanking and demeaning words of contrition had been witnessed. A mature woman shouldn’t have to promise to be a good schoolgirl, and do as she was told at home. If he found out she was Janice’s mother it would be terribly shameful. The same went for the neighbours, school friends, and her boyfriend.

There was no way out, she would have to be a schoolgirl, and not just pretend.

Charley wrapped his arms around Janice, and kissed her.

‘You’re doing a good job. Teaching adolescents the rules when they don’t want to hear them, is tough. I regret giving my parents a hard time,’ he said, and sympathetically smiled.

Standing close behind Rose he told her, ‘Be a good girl for your mother. It must hurt her more than it hurts you,’ he calmly said. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed, ‘It’s a tough job being a teen. I can just about remember it,’ he joked.

Rose sighed with relief when he left. Janice was right, she had made up to him. Why in hell had she done that? It was stupid! Being spanked hurt, but it hurt her pride more. Her daughter had sent her to stand in the corner on purpose, to show off her mother’s spanked ass to the boyfriend. It added insult to injury, and effectively clamped her in place, as a naughty schoolgirl. Rose, Janice, and Charley, certainly knew where they stood now.

***

While Rose rubbed her bare bottom, Miss Derby was across town, standing before one of her students. She looked just as crestfallen and sorry for herself as Rose did. Brian was lecturing Miss Derby on wasting food. Partly because she’d burnt the breakfast bacon, but mostly because he could. It wasn’t her fault, he wanted her to grill the bacon, whereas, she was used to frying it.

‘I’ll have to teach you to concentrate on what you are doing. Where was your head, my so called teacher?’ Brian asked.

She hated him calling her a teacher, and he knew it. He was really rubbing her nose in the shit. Standing naked in her kitchen, before a student, had become commonplace, and so he was finding more daring challenges for her. He kept her on her toes, from not knowing what he was going to do to her next.

‘You have my permission to speak,’ he condescendingly spoke.

‘Sorry, master, it won’t happen again, master,’ his teacher dutifully said.

‘I’m not so sure you’ve learned your lesson. You go off into a fantasy world forgetting where you are. I’m going to give you something to remind you to take notice of your master’s orders,’ Brian warned her.

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Chapter 1

The fleet manager boarded his flight after a long delay. For compensation they bumped him into first class, which was the least the airline could do. It was a red-eye flight, so even the coach section was pretty empty. There were only six other people in the first class section. All were lounging in the comfortable leatherback seats, with lots of foot room, programming Internet, movies or music onto their personal viewing screen. He put his carry-on bag in the large overhead compartment and got settled. The seat next to him was vacant upon take off.

The pilot made his regular introductions over the intercom, and then the flight attendants did their safety speel. The fleet manager noticed how attractive the stewardess was in his section. He noticed the top 2 buttons of her white blouse were undone and she was wearing a navy lace push up bra. The only accessories she wore were a small brooch, resembling golden wings, and a blue silk scarf tied around her neck. The navy skirt she wore was sexy, and short, with a slit up the side, but not slutty. She wore a pair of high-heeled dress boots, which hugged her muscular calves. He liked the way she ran her fingers up the oxygen tube when she was demonstrating safety precautions. She was giggling and winked at him, as she acted out all of the motions.

That’s what he loved about this airline’s stewardesses. They were all good-humoured and laid back. And most of them were very attractive and attentive in meeting their customer’s needs. Besides who could resist a woman in uniform, with the reputation of initiating passengers to the Mile High Club?

As take-off was approaching the sexy stewardess buckled herself into the designated attendant rest area next to the gentleman. After acceleration and achieving the maintained flight pattern, the auburn-haired stewardess rose from her seat and came around with the cocktail and dinner menus. When she returned, she took his order of a bottle of wine, and the dinner feature.

He proceeded to eat his meal and have a couple of glasses of red. After checking on the other passengers, the stewardess came by and asked if everything was to his satisfaction. He asked her to sample the red wine. She winked and mentioned that she preferred scotch. A nice, smooth, relaxing drink. He asked her what she recommended, and she brought him a bottle.

The traveler asked for a glass of ice, and once again the sexy stewardess came over to make sure his needs were being met. They shared a glass, and poured another as she sat down beside him to rest. The lights were dimmed and most travelers were sleeping, taking advantage of the extra space to stretch out. There was a bit of a draft, so he asked for a blanket and pillow to curl up with. She stood up and went into the overhead compartment next to the lavatory. As she reached up, her skirt and blouse rode up a little, and the gentleman caught a brief glimpse of her bare midriff and upper thighs. She returned with the items. He noticed she brought an extra blanket as well.

Being sky high always made the gentleman horny. It could have been a result of the altitude, the pressurized cabin, the turbulence or the flirty flight attendants. Who knows? All he knew was that he was starting to get an erection. He wondered how many people actually get off during a flight, underneath the privacy the blankets provided.

She passed the items to him, as they each got comfortable under the warmth of the covers. He poured the two of them another dram of scotch and made small talk as the other passengers slept. Once the drink was done, the gentleman propped up his pillow and turned towards the window. He brought the blanket under his chin and tried to drift off for a nap. The stewardess flipped through a magazine until she too became sleepy. Her eyes closed.

When he thought she was asleep, the fleet manager undid his pants and began to stroke his firm cock. He slid is thumb underneath the rim of his purple head and squeezed. Precum was beginning to seep out of the tip. He continued slowly at first, enjoying the build up, knowing he was jerking off next to a beautiful woman. He could get caught, but that added to his excitement. He fisted his cock with one hand and began to cup his balls with the other. He tried to maintain discreet strokes so he wouldn’t bring attention to himself while she was snoozing. He had to fight to keep his breathing quiet and relaxed. It was kind of like edging. He fantasized about fucking the sexy little stewardess beside him. He couldn’t fully indulge in a big stroke-off session, but the restraint and resistance he had to demonstrate was even more arousing.

He wasn’t sure at first, but he thought he sensed movement from beside him. He slowed his pace and shortened his strokes so he could hear. He swore he could hear the wet, smacking sounds of the flight attendant’s fingers playing with her hot pussy.

The stewardess did in fact know exactly what the traveler izmit escort was doing. She was not asleep, and watching him made her extremely horny. She pressed her thighs together and felt her clit swell. She decided to perform a little parallel play of her own, beside him. Underneath the blanket, her fingers pushed the crotch of her panties to one side. She hiked her skirt up a bit so she could spread her legs slightly. As she listened to his ragged breathing, her thumb flicked the tip of her clit, and her fingers explored her pussy lips. She was already dripping, eager to address her sexual energy. Her fingers slid back and forth across her pussy. Every so often she would insert her middle finger and diddle inside a little, lubing her fingers and pussy without full penetration. She worked herself up until she couldn’t help but to thrust two fingers inside her clenching cunt. She worked herself hard, gyrating her hips. At this point, she didn’t care if the stranger beside her knew what she was doing. In fact, she wanted the gentleman to know. And he did.

They turned towards each other and lifted the armrest between them. The flight attendant reached under the traveler’s blanket and replaced his hand with hers, stroking his rigid manhood, feeling the engorged veins against her palm. The fleet manager groaned softly and reached over to feel how wet she was. His fingers slipped easily inside her soft skinned slit. Her fist tightened around his swollen, shaven cock and she quickened her pace. He fingered her faster and with full force. She knew she was going to cum all over him, and from the expression on his face she could tell he wasn’t far away from blowing his load, either.

The gentleman began to feel the tingling pressure build up in his cock. His balls tightened, and he could feel a throbbing begin to surge forward and upward, growing more intense. The flight attendant stopped what she was doing and led him by the wrist to the first class lavatory, behind the curtain at the front of the plane. Once inside, she switched the lock over to occupied, and the no smoking sign overhead lit up. “There’s no sign saying ‘No Sex'”, she thought, laughing to herself. The flight attendant embraced the gentleman, grabbing his ass, and pulled him to her. She pressed her tits and hips against him, and felt his penis push back against her. She took a step forward, leaving no option for the man but to sit down on the covered lavatory seat. She pushed his pants down around his ankles and hiked her skirt up to her waist, removed her panties and straddled him. She deliberately plunged herself down onto his stiff, smooth rod. She bucked forward, slowly and forcefully, sending him deeper inside her moist cunt, and then lifted herself up from his shaft pausing a few moments between each downward motion, allowing the tip of his cock to tease her sensitive clit.

He too was being teased. He wanted nothing more but to fuck this horny little stewardess fast and hard. He’d already been worked up to a frenzy when she was giving him a handjob, and his balls were aching to explode his hot cum inside of her.

The sexy stewardess continued to ride him. She increased her pace as she bounced up and down. She opened her blouse and removed her bra so she could play with her nipples as he watched. Her scarf hung sexily between her breasts. She tried to spread her legs wider, but the space was cramped. Her knees kept hitting the sides of the sink and opposite wall. Thump, thnk, Thump, thnk…She was hoping the passengers would sleep through the entire racket they were causing.

Finally, the Fleet Manager positioned the flight attendants legs up and over his shoulders. He liked the cool feel of her leather boots against his hot body. He licked her calves, where the rim of the boots hugged her skin. She arched back with her hands on the floor behind her. She had great thrusting power from this position, and he had a perfect view of her tight little twat swallowing his meat. Not to mention, it was perfect placement for a g-spot orgasm!

The traveler grabbed her ass and plunged up into her as he pulled her down against his hips. He fucked her with his raging cock, and she felt him pound into her pussy, hearing her juices squish and smack with every thrust. He watched his cock disappear into her depths, re-emerging, coated with her honey. He played with her clit with his thumb, and felt it harden against the tips of his fingers. She began to grind against his hand as she fucked him. The sheer pleasure of being filled with his perfect cock combined with his massaging fingers on her own clitoral erection was more than she could take. She wanted him to fuck her hard, fuck her deep and fuck her fast …NOW! Her sopping wet cunt was quivering, her legs began to convulse as he rammed her full of his massive love muscle. Each powerful thrust stimulated her g-spot just right.

“God, yeah, fuck me, it feels so good right there! Your cock’s gonna make me gush!”

Upon madeinizmit.com hearing this, the traveler could hold back no longer. He shoved his manhood inside of her, three more times and on the third he fucked her so deep and hard he felt her pussy clenching and gushing all over his hot exploding cock. He shot off deep inside of her, creaming her good. It was just about time for her to make her rounds and check on the other passengers. She stood up, and he pulled his exhausted muscle from her tenderized pussy. As he did, white strings of his hot cum mixed with her fluids, seeped down her thighs. She took a couple of the complimentary wet wipes to clean them both up. They washed and were still pretty shaky before leaving the lavatory at separate times. The stewardess smoothed down her skirt, buttoned her blouse, and reapplied her lip-gloss. Just before she left, she pinned the golden wings onto the gentleman’s shirt.

The fleet manager inquired about the length of the flight. Two more hours. He found out that the flight attendant was stopping over for two days to stay with her twin sister who was also in the travel and tourism industry. As luck would have it, the sexy stewardess’ sister was a chambermaid in the same posh hotel the traveler was booked to stay at! He felt like he had won the lottery! For the next two hours, he fantasized about the two women, watching them, joining in with them, being sandwiched between their voluptuous bodies.

Chapter 2 The traveler always imagined how beautiful it would be watching two sexy, horny women play together. He never dreamed it could potentially become a reality! Before departing the aircraft, the fleet manager and the stewardess made plans to meet in the hotel nightclub later that evening after the business of the day. She had mentioned that her sister might be working in the bar to make extra cash to supplement her chambermaid wages.

The hotel was innovatively designed, offered a variety of nightly entertainment for business travelers and all rooms were executive suites with huge comfy king sized beds. And of course, the service was outstanding…

The fleet manager checked in and went up to his assigned room, 369. The first thing he did was check out the massive bed. Big, fluffy pillows were propped against the headboard. The mattress was a pillow top and the sheets were soft as silk. He looked around the room. There was a big 32-inch television, with an advertisement placed on top for pay TV movies. There was a good sized bar fridge and a cozy sitting area in front of the gas fireplace. Very nice, he thought as he wandered over to the bar fridge. Inside, it was fully stocked with a range of beverages. Above the fridge was a mini bar, with different types of glasses, cognac, scotch, brandy and various liquors. Fruit, chocolate, cheese and crackers were also provided.

The gentleman dropped some ice into a short whiskey glass and poured himself some of the Hennessy XO cognac. He had some time to kill, and was still horny from the flight, so he took a sip of the smooth warm cognac, and decided to shower. As he soaped up his body, he could still smell the lingering perfume and scent of sex on his body. His anticipation about this evening was growing, as was his erection. He soaped up his hands and started to stroke his semi-hard shaft as he imagined the two women making love to each other as he watched. He visualized their bare tits pressing against each other, touching each other’s hips and thighs as they kissed passionately. He pictured them with their long sexy legs entwined as they rubbed their slick pussies in tandem. He continued with his slow, erotic jerk-off. His cock was hard now. He knew he’d better not give in to his urge to come. He had to save his energy for the evening, if he was lucky! He would prefer if it didn’t come down to manual labour with Mighty Righty in his tighty whiteys tonight. He played with his cock a little more, and then continued to lather up the rest of his body. The hot water felt so good. When he was squeaky clean, he stepped out of the shower and reached for one of the huge fluffy white hotel towels and headed to the bar to make himself another drink. He leisurely got dressed, pausing every now and again to rub and tease his cock. When he finished his drink, he grabbed the cardkey and went down to the club.

The bar was busier than he thought it would be. It was like a classy Cowboys on a smaller scale. The DJ played a mix of country, Latin, techno and hip-hop. The waitresses all had perfectly round tits and pierced navels. The bartenders were sexy in their black tees, jeans and cowboy hats. The shooter girls looked hot in their black tight tank tops, denim skirts and holsters. The music was loud and the atmosphere was lively. The fleet manager enjoyed the freedom of being a stranger in a big city. He ordered a drink and stood by the dance floor and watched as he waited for the stewardess and her twin to show up.

He watched as one of the shooter girls made her rounds. She was across the dance floor from where he stood. She had auburn hair and a pair of tits so round and firm and a delicious looking ass. She offered men shots of Tequila, Jack Daniels or Sambuca. If the guy tipped big, she would place the glass between her voluptuous breasts, hike up her denim skirt and straddle him as she sat in his lap, before taking the bottle out of her holster and pouring it slowly into the glass. She would then perform a mini lap dance as the guy took the shot from between her tits and swallowed.

The fleet manager thought he could probably use a shot to relax his nerves. He had the expectation of a threesome tonight, but perhaps the stewardess’ twin wouldn’t be in to it. He had to be prepared for either scenario and play it cool. He pulled out his wallet and a 20-dollar bill to get her attention. As she made her way through the crowds, towards him, he noticed the striking resemblance to the sexy stewardess he had just fucked hours ago. It was her twin! They had the same sinful lips, dark eyes and auburn hair. The only apparent difference was the size and shape of their breasts. The stewardess was ‘au natural’, while he figured the shooter girl probably had a boob job to help boost tips and sales.

“What’ll it be, Cowboy?”

He gave her the twenty and she poured him tequila. She danced in his lap, and rubbed her hot crotch in circles against his. He buried his face in her chest, licked the valley between her tits and took the drink. She felt his hardness grow against her.

As the lap dance ended, the fleet manager stood up and the stewardess approached him from behind, embracing him and pressing her firm breasts against his back. She slapped his ass. “Hey, Stranger!” She smiled.

“Are you referring to me or him?” The shooter girl came around and gave her sister a huge hug and kiss on the lips.

“Hey sweetie! Long time no see!” the stewardess laughed.

“Is this the anonymous traveler you were telling me about? He’s hot! And I’m off in an hour”, called the shootergirl as she sauntered off to her next waiting customer.

The fleet manager felt his face flush. So the two sisters had already spoken. He wondered what the night would offer. He bought the stewardess a drink and they talked a little before heading out on to the dance floor.

The dance floor was packed. Hot, sweaty, dancing bodies were everywhere. Everyone was into their own groove, and there were a lot of couples doing their own versions of dirty dancing.

The sexy stewardess pressed her body against his as they danced. She swayed her hips and touched her lower belly seductively. This little hottie had all the moves. She twisted down, hiking her skirt up slightly. He caught a brief glimpse of her bare, pantiless pussy. As she moved back up, she pressed her body against his, stopping to grind against him for a few beats. They continued to dance; the fleet manager followed her lead, enticing her with his own dirty dancing. He brought her to him and spun her around 180. He slid his hands along the side of her body, feeling the curve of her breasts, and continued down to her hips. She thrust her ass out slightly and wiggled it to the rhythm of the music. He gyrated his hips forward and back to the beat. She felt his hardness. He reached around to her belly and pulled her back against him. He pressed his cock against her hot ass as they danced and moved to the music. As the techno beat got faster, the two of them became lost in their own arousal.

“Mind if I join in?” Shootergirl asked. “I’m off for the rest of the night”.

She came around behind the fleet manager and draped her arms around his shoulders as she rubbed her pelvis against his butt. “How about midnight snacks and sandwiches, later?” She suggested.

Again, he couldn’t believe his luck! No manual labour tonight! Threes were usually unlucky for him. Not so, anymore! The shooter girl turned out to be just as horny and eager as the stewardess. The threesome continued to hump and grind against each other as they danced. Sometimes the two girls would dance together seductively as the fleet manager watched. The sexy little stewardess raised one leg and wrapped it around her sister’s ass as she rubbed herself against the twin’s hips. They thrust their pelvises together, as they touched each other’s hot and sweaty bodies. It was a huge turn-on for the gentleman. His cock felt like bursting. He’d been in a constant state of horniness since he boarded the plane late last night.

Not wanting to wait any longer, he initiated going up to his room for drinks and continuing the evening up there. Obviously the girls didn’t need much convincing, so they all headed up to room 369.

Chapter 3

Upon entering his room, the fleet manager offered the ladies drinks and poured one for himself. He expected awkwardness, but there was none. The two sisters got up on the king-sized bed. They noticed the Pay TV brochure and suggested ordering a porn. Well, the fleet manager needed no convincing either, so he got it set up and joined the two of them on the bed.

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“Oh my god, Kathy, that was fucking great,” Mike said, rolling off of his wife’s chest after bringing himself to an explosive climax between her breasts that left her chest, neck and face covered in his spunk. He kissed her on the cheek, carefully avoiding the semen he’d left there.

“Kathy? I thought I was supposed to be Jill tonight?” Ginger replied quizzically while running a finger through the come in the valley between her breasts, licking a sticky glob from her finger.

“Oh, shit. I can’t even keep your two hot friends straight in my mind sometimes when I’m fantasizing about them.”

“Just so long as it’s only a fantasy, mister,” she commented playfully.

After 10 years of marriage and two children, Mike and Ginger still had a strong and steady sex life that included roleplaying – often with Ginger playing the role of one of her two best friends. At Mike’s urging, Ginger had undergone breast augmentation four years earlier that gave her a 36C bust. The looks she got from other men and women as well as the vision she saw in the mirror and whenever she looked down made her feel that the surgery was more than worthwhile.

Mike lay on his right side, his erection gone after Ginger’s magnificent cock sucking and tit fucking, his rough, calloused left hand drifting over her body, from her proud-standing breasts to her torso and on down between her legs. Her back arched as he stroked his finger along the length of her slit, tracing her labia and circling her clitoris. He settled into a steady, pleasing rhythm, sinking his middle finger deep inside his wife while his thumb stimulated her tender little bud. She grew increasingly wet under his touch, and after several minutes of purely manual stimulation he maneuvered himself between her thighs and began to eat her out.

Ginger lay back, loving the feel of her husband’s rough tongue on her pussy, reveling in his iron worker’s strength as his hands wrapped around her thighs to keep her fully exposed before him. Over the years she’d found that the biggest, strongest men seemed to have a special affinity for performing cunnilingus, and the way Mike had hungrily devoured her on the night that they had first hooked up had let her know that he was a keeper.

Mike used his entire face to pleasure his wife, pressing his nose against her clit while rolling his tongue into a miniature cock that yearned to get as deep as possible inside her, then sliding his face up, his chin holding her lips open while he licked at her sensitive little bundle of nerves. As she grew increasingly wet his face slid all over her pleasure center.

He knew how to play her perfectly, and she felt herself building steadily toward her climax. An image of her friend Jill grinding her pussy against Mike’s face while Kathy rode him, the two women’s tongues entwined, crept into Ginger’s mind and took her over the edge. Mike smiled to himself as Ginger writhed and shook beneath him, proud that he was still able to make his wife come so hard.

* * * * *

Several days later the three blondes were out together for a little Thirsty Thursday fun at one of their favorite bars, leaving their husbands at home on child care duty. (They all hated it when their husbands said they were “babysitting.”) As the designated driver for the evening Jill was on the second of the two light beers she was allowed to have, while Ginger and Kathy were on their third margaritas – the most recent round paid for by some guys a few tables over who were hoping to score with the sexy thirtysomethings, only to get shot down by a well-practiced display of all three women’s wedding rings.

“So, Mike’s birthday is coming up,” Ginger began during a lull in the conversation.

“I was going to ask you about that. Are you going to throw a big barbecue again this year? If so, I think I can get a good price on a bouncy house for the kids,” Jill commented. “One of Dave’s friends runs one of those party supply aksaray escort businesses that rents them out.”

“Bouncy house, eh?” Kathy laughed, placing her hands beneath her 34D breasts and lifting them up, then letting them go and bouncing on her stool to enhance the up-and-down motion, her head falling onto Ginger’s shoulder as all three women laughed at her antics. For a bartender, Kathy had a surprisingly low tolerance for alcohol.

“Probably. Mike’s been working a ton of overtime, so we may cater the party this year. It would make for a lot less work for us,” Ginger said. “But that’s not why I brought it up.”

“Oh?” Jill and Kathy said in unison.

“Yeah,” Ginger began, the tequila helping to unlock the pathways between her brain and vocal cords. Still, she paused for a moment before putting it out there. “You know that he has the hots for both of you, right?”

“Who doesn’t?” Kathy replied with a grin. “I’d do him. Hell, I’d do both of you, too.” Ginger laughed while Jill blushed, suspecting where the conversation was heading.

“Well, that’s his big birthday wish,” Ginger blurted out. “To do both of you.” Kathy and Jill’s jaws dropped in unison. “At the same time.” Ginger’s two friends looked at each other, then laughed.

“Oh my God, I almost believed you for a second!” Jill exclaimed.

“Yeah, Mike’s all bark and no bite, right? Do you really think he’d be able to deliver in that kind of situation?” Kathy asked.

“Well, we’ve never been involved in a threesome or anything before, but….” Ginger paused.

“But?” Jill asked, looking intently into Ginger’s eyes, searching.

“Sometimes I give him head while he looks at your pictures. And we role-play, where I’m the bartender at last call or Nurse Jill checking up on her patient’s vitals and drawing a sperm sample…that kind of thing,” Ginger revealed, a blush coming to her face. Jill’s eyebrows were raised, conveying her surprise, while Kathy licked her lips. “So, what do you say?”

* * * * *

Two weeks later Mike was lounging on the living couch, sipping a beer while watching the hometown lovable losers blow another ball game on the TV. He’d completed his “honey do” list and was enjoying the early summer afternoon home by himself, pondering a trip to the gym despite the slight back ache he had after his morning of yard work. Maybe he’d just spend some time out back in the above-ground pool.

He slid his hand down the front of his shorts, beginning to masturbate to the memory of the hot role-play he and Ginger had engaged in the night before, in which she had played the part of the car saleswoman who would do anything to close the deal. His sexy memories alternated with hopes that he might be getting a new car for his birthday in a few days.

Jill and Kathy watched through the window on the side of the house, amused that Mike had gotten started without them. “Are we really going to do this?” Jill mouthed to her friend, who gave her a thumbs up and a nod in reply.

They walked to the front door and rang the doorbell. “Shit,” Mike muttered, knowing the couch was visible through the window on the door and that whoever was there could easily see he was home by peering through it. He pushed his cock down and removed his hand from his pants, willing his erection to go down as he got off the couch and walked the 15 feet to the front door. His face lit up in surprise when he saw who was at the door.

“Hey ladies,” Mike said, opening the door. “What are you doing here? Ginger’s out shopping with the kids.”

“We came by in hopes of cooling off in your pool,” Kathy replied, holding her bikini up in front of his face, teasingly. “Ginger said you wouldn’t mind.”

“Well, I guess it’s alright. I may even join you in a while,” Mike said, his erection beginning to return at the thought of the two busty blondes in their wet swimsuits.

“Well then, we’re going to change into our suits 68aksarayspor.com and head out back,” Jill said, beginning to walk toward the powder room Mike had built under the stairs a few years ago. “We don’t want to be a bother.”

Mike’s excitement built back up when the two women walked into the small bathroom together. He knew his wife and her friends weren’t shy about seeing each other nude, but he envied the view they would have of one another’s toned, top-heavy nude bodies. He was a tit man, through and through. Embarrassed by the resurgent tent in his shorts, he sat down on the couch willing it to go down until the bathing beauties were outside.

The two women giggled conspiratorially inside the bathroom. “God you’re hot,” Kathy whispered to Jill, her mouth going to her friend’s large round left breast and licking a lazy circle around her sizable areola.

“Hey, maybe we can do that later,” Jill said with a soft laugh. “For now, we’re here for the birthday boy.” With a small sigh and a roll of her eyes, Kathy stood back up and finished putting her bikini on.

Mike heard the door opening and was surprised when Kathy and Jill came into the living room. “We need your opinion about something,” Kathy said, standing proudly in her black two-piece swimsuit. Jill was dressed slightly more modestly in a pink bikini top and white gym shorts over the bottom of her suit. Mike tried to remind himself not to stare at their cleavage, that doing so could be as dangerous as looking directly at the sun. “Be honest. Whose tits look better to you?”

Mike was shocked by the question. He certainly wasn’t unaccustomed to hearing the women talk like this, but it was usually just among themselves unless the booze was really flowing.

“It’s not that difficult a question, is it?” Kathy said, moving toward him and leaning down. “Or do you need more of a closeup view?” She placed a hand on each of his knees, her wolflike grin just a foot from his face as his eyes locked onto her bountiful cleavage.

“Hey, that’s cheating,” Jill said, her left hand replacing Kathy’s right on Mike’s left knee, striking a similar stance. “Well, what do you think?” Mike gulped at the site of so much pulchritude, his eyes darting between Kathy’s milky white breasts and Jill’s more tanned, freckled tits.

Kathy ran her newly freed hand up Mike’s thigh, touching his erection over his shorts with her open palm. “He definitely likes something. It’s clear to me he’s finding this to be a rather hard decision,” she said with a laugh.

“Have I died and gone to heaven?” Mike mused aloud as Jill walked over to a window and pulled the curtains shut. Kathy got on her knees before him while Jill closed the curtains on the other living room windows and front door.

“You never answered my question,” Kathy said, reaching behind her and untying her bikini top. She placed her hands on her breasts, lifting the right one up to her mouth and licking her erect nipple. “Which of us has better tits?”

“That’s not fair; he hasn’t seen mine uncovered yet,” Jill replied, removing her top and kneeling on the couch beside Mike. “What do you think?” she said, brushing her left breast against his lips, feeling his coarse goatee on her nipple.

“I’m not sure what to think,” he replied as he felt Kathy’s hand on his zipper. She pulled it down, happy to find he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and extracted his hard-on from its confines.

“Ginger wasn’t kidding; Mike really does have a nice dick,” Kathy commented as she stroked its thick seven inches from root to head, causing Mike to gasp.

Jill looked down, momentarily envying the treat her friend was about to enjoy. She then stood up on the couch, pulled her shorts and bikini bottom down and straddled Mike’s face to get her own enjoyment. “Ginger also brags about how much you like to eat pussy,” she said, putting her hands on his shoulders and offering herself to his mouth. Mike looked up at Jill’s delectable folds and the small patch of blonde hair above her womanhood, then leaned slightly forward and gave her a long lick, eliciting a small shiver and moan from her. At that same moment, he felt Kathy’s tongue on his head as she began to lick all around his stiff shaft and down to his balls.

“That’s it, lick that sweet pussy, Mike,” Jill encouraged as Kathy applied wet suction to his cockhead, taking more than half of his length deep into her mouth and establishing a steady rhythm. Mike hadn’t gone down on anyone but Ginger for a decade and was surprised at how different Jill tasted – sweeter and a bit earthier than his wife. He used his right hand to hold her lips open, rubbing his thumb against Jill’s clitoris while alternating deep tongue stabs with lazy circular licks around her womanhood.

Mike spent several minutes lost in the competing sensations, the illicit thrill of a new mouth pleasuring his cock coupled with the taste of someone new, his facial hair growing moist with her sweet honey and his own drool. He stopped licking Jill for a brief moment when he felt Kathy stop her mouth’s ministrations, then smiled wide when he felt her breasts envelop his manhood and returned to his ravishing of Jill’s delectable pussy.

Kathy smiled around the mouthful of cock she got during Mike’s upstrokes, keeping her tits tight around his length. She knew every man dreamed of getting what she was giving Mike, and couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. In the interim she kept monitoring the state of his cock and balls, slowing her assault when she felt his scrotum begin to tighten in order to delay his release. He was amazed at her ability to edge him and delighted by the range of sensations she delivered through the skillful combination of her breasts, hands and mouth.

Jill, too, smiled, impressed with Mike’s cunnilingus skills. He varied his licks and lashes and touches perfectly, avoiding the dully repetitive motions that her own husband sometimes limited himself to. She found herself growing weak in the knees, bent forward to place her arms on top of Mike’s head to keep herself steady, riding his face as she began to moan.

“Don’t stop, Mike, I’m so close, that’s so good, don’t you fucking stop,” Jill said. Hearing this, Kathy slid away from Mike, her right hand replacing her breasts around his shaft, her mouth following her fist up and down his length, encouraging him to come. Mike smiled as he continued to work his tongue in and around Jill’s pussy, enjoying the feel of her thighs clenched around his face. She shuttered as she shouted through her climax, flooding Mike’s mouth with her sweet syrup as he felt his own orgasm arrive, Kathy removing her mouth from his head at the first pulse of his seed, taking his load on her face and breasts until he was drained. Kathy then lay back on the rug, her hand going down between her legs, spreading herself wide.

Standing above Mike, Jill shook her head, working to regain her bearings. She looked down, saw him smiling up at her, his face shiny. She looked down further, saw his cock beginning to shrink slightly. “Did you take his whole load?” she asked, peering over her shoulder to see Kathy laying on her back, splotches of Mike’s milky ejaculate plainly visible in the afternoon light. “Oh, you saved some for me!” she exclaimed, climbing down from the couch and lowering herself to the floor to lie beside her friend, lapping Mike’s salty seed from her beautiful face and pale tits, surprising herself by reaching between Kathy’s legs, feeling how slick her shaved folds were.

Mike looked down, excited to see Jill pleasuring Kathy, his cock beginning to spring back to life. Before he could say anything, he heard a click as the lock on the front door began to turn, and all three of them looked toward the entrance.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Ginger said loudly as she walked into the house, her eyes wide with surprise. Kathy and Jill fought to keep from laughing at their friend’s performance, while Mike’s briefly resurgent cock threatened to shrink completely and disappear into his pelvic cavity out of guilt.

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Debbie the Intern

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In many ways, Stephanie Renner was exactly who one would expect to be the Executive Assistant to the Senior Partner of the Most Prestigious Law Firm in the city. She was smart, efficient, well educated, attractive, impeccably dressed, pleasant, driven, and forceful.

Stephanie was also very young for such a job, only 29. She had received her BA at 19, decided she wanted to be close to money and power and set her sights on her present job. She worked her way up the ranks at various firms. Each firm and each job was a carefully planned stepping stone.

Stephanie’s intelligence and talent had made her a valued employee. But Stephanie had advanced because she knew how to fulfill her boss’s deepest desires. She was ruthless about it – bribing, blackmailing, and seducing others to ensure those desires were satisfied.

Stephanie blackmailed a hedge fund manager so her boss could buy a rare antique auto. She seduced the son of a famous CEO to obtain a Picasso another boss wanted. Stephanie secretly paid Czech porn stars with company money to ‘accompany’ her last boss on business trips.

That was how she became the Executive Assistant to the Senior Partner of the Most Prestigious Law Firm. Fulfilling his desires was a key part of her job description, though a part that was never written down.

Today, Stephanie was interviewing candidates for a new internship. Normally, internships were handled by Human Resources. But this internship was for the Senior Partner and he was very particular.

The written requirements for the internship had been carefully crafted to find someone like the girl sitting on the other side of Stephanie’s desk.

Her name was Debbie with an ‘ie’. She had come from a small town in the Mid West to the big city looking for adventure and opportunity. She probably dotted the ‘ i ‘ in her name with a heart.

Debbie’s job experience was minimal: babysitting, retail, a summer job at her uncle’s car dealership. But all the intern candidates had minimal job experience.

The interview showed the girl to be exactly what was expected. Naive, optimistic, eager. Willing to work late and do anything. But most of the intern candidates were naive, optimistic, and eager.

Those were the written requirements but they weren’t what the Senior Partner really cared about.

Stephanie’s job was to see if the girl met the unwritten requirements. The crucial requirements.

Debbie was wearing clothes that came from some discount chain, a polyester/cotton blend and definitely last year’s style. The young girl’s makeup was tasteful though the application had been amateurish.

Stephanie mentally shrugged. Clothes and makeup could be fixed. “At least it’s better than the last girl. She looked like a cross between a streetwalker and a clown.”

Debbie had just turned 19 and was cute in a ‘girl next door’ way. She had long thick red hair that hung almost to her waist. Her eyes were green. She was short, only about 5′ 3″. The girl was flat chested. Stephanie’s practiced eye estimated she was a 34A.

Debbie had been a gymnast in high school. Her body was slender, athletic, and flexible. She moved with an unconscious gracefulness.

Cute, slender, and agile were among the Senior Partner’s unwritten requirements. Stephanie had some requirements of her own but that would come later.

Stephanie had already interviewed dozens just like her. But this one was special. Stephanie couldn’t really put her finger on it but she hired Debbie.

One of the things not on Debbie’s resume, and the reason she was hired, was The Voice. It had arrived when Debbie hit puberty.

The Voice was a certain way of speaking: soft, warm, a bit deeper than her normal tone, slow, with a hint of Southern drawl and Irish lilt, Even Debbie liked The Voice. It evoked lullabies and summer breezes, lover’s holding hands, days at the beach, dreams fulfilled.

When Debbie used The Voice, people wanted to agree with her. It made people feel special when they agreed with The Voice. Each person felt it differently. Some felt happy, some felt safe, some felt loved. But they all felt very, very good.

It wasn’t hypnosis. Debbie couldn’t make people dance like chickens or anything like that. People could, and did, ignore The Voice but only if they strongly wanted something else.

When a group couldn’t decide on a restaurant, Debbie would use The Voice and suddenly everyone would want to go to her favorite place. She would use The Voice on a date and the boy would want to see Debbie’s favorite movie for the fifth time.

Or she could use The Voice during a job interview and the person would want to hire her. Debbie had used The Voice on Stephanie.

“I really hope you’ll hire me,” Debbie had repeated several times.

Each time, Stephanie felt how pleased her boss would be with her for hiring Debbie. Each time, Stephanie felt the pleasures the girl would bring to her directly.

Debbie began work the next Monday. She was the Executive Assistant’s intern, working directly kırşehir escort for Stephanie. The first couple of days consisted of filling out employment papers, training, tours of the firm, settling in. The rest of the week was routine. Delivering papers throughout the building, doing minor tasks, getting coffee and lunch for Stephanie and the Senior Partner.

As expected, Debbie was eager to please. She stayed late twice. Stephanie had asked her to stay late to finish some routine filing that could have waited for the next day. It was part of the process. Making sure the intern really would do whatever she was told.

Monday of the second week, Stephanie took Debbie aside. “Your wardrobe reflects poorly on the company. Not to be mean but it is shabby. Look around at what others are wearing. That is what you should be wearing.”

Debbie held her breath. She was going to be fired. She couldn’t afford expensive clothes like the others. She had read enough issues of Vogue to know Stephanie’s pale yellow suit cost at least a thousand dollars.

“The Senior Partner likes to mentor his young interns. Give them a good start in their careers. This afternoon, you and I will go out shopping and buy you some appropriate clothes.”

“I can’t possibly afford that. My check barely covers my rent and such.”

“Don’t worry dear. The firm is paying. To get you off to a good start.” Stephanie’s eyes roved over Debbie’s body. “There will be an appropriate time to express your appreciation.”

That afternoon, Stephanie took Debbie to a boutique clothing store. The two sales women knew Stephanie. The women looked at Debbie like sharks look at a seal. Dinner, or at least fat commissions.

Debbie was taken to a screened-off area.

“Take off your clothes. All of them,” Stephanie ordered brusquely and then stepped away.

Debbie hesitated. “I guess this is how they do things at these fancy boutique stores,” she thought.

Debbie removed her clothes. The sales ladies carefully folded the items and set them aside. She was measured six ways to Sunday. Measured in a way meant to test the intern.

One sales lady would take a measurement. The other sales lady would lightly fondle Debbie’s naked body, caressing her ass, tits, or pussy. Then the two women would switch places. Sometimes the same measurement was taken two or three times.

Stephanie listened closely. This was part of the process too. To see how far the intern would go. Since the sales ladies didn’t work for the law firm and Stephanie wasn’t present behind the screen, there was plausible deniability when the touching began.

At first, Debbie tried to cover up and avoid the fondling. By the third measurement, she had relaxed and was letting herself enjoy it. By the seventh measurement, she was encouraging the sales ladies.

“This is crazy,” thought Debbie, “but I might as well enjoy it. Besides I need the job.”

Stephanie smiled. So far, so good. She snapped her fingers and stepped back behind the screen. The two sales women scattered to collect an assortment of new blouses, skirts, and jackets.

Debbie stood with her back to her boss. She was suddenly embarrassed about what had just happened.

Stephanie always liked this part. It was a high stakes game for the firm, the intern, and the Executive Assistant. Had Stephanie picked the right candidate or not? Now was when Stephanie would find out if her own requirements would be met.

This was the final test for the intern. If she failed, there would be a quick payment, a good reference, and a nondisclosure agreement. Stephanie would make all evidence of the hiring disappear. Very Important Law Firms did not like sexual harassment suits.

Stephanie moved close behind the naked girl. She put her hands on Debbie’s waist and let them slip down to her hips. She cradled Debbie’s bare butt cheeks and pulled them apart.

“Do you mind me doing this?”

“They sure don’t do that back home. I kind of like it,” Debbie thought but she didn’t say anything in response to the question.

Stephanie ran a finger down the ass crack and pressed against the girl’s ass hole. Her finger pushed inside. Debbie made a noise that clearly wasn’t an objection and leaned forward a little.

“No one has ever played with my ass hole before. It feels funny but nice,” she breathed. “My boyfriend played with my tits a lot but never my ass.”

Stephanie thought, “Damn it! I forgot to ask about a boyfriend before.” She asked now.

“We broke up a couple months ago. He didn’t want me moving here. It wasn’t that serious anyway.”

Stephanie was now fingering Debbie’s pussy. Debbie was quietly moaning and opened her legs to allow better access.

“My best friend and I had sex once,” Debbie volunteered. “We were terrified of getting caught but once we got into it, it was really nice.”

The girl pulled away from Stephanie and turned around to face her.

“Is this personal? Or part of the job?” asked Debbie.

She didn’t wait for an answer. kirsehirescort.net Debbie began unbuttoning her boss’ blouse. She unhooked the bra and exposed the older woman’s tits. She took one breast in her mouth and massaged the other with her hand.

Stephanie had definitely picked the right candidate for the job.

Stephanie let the girl suck on her tits for a while. The girl may have come from a small town but she had a talented tongue.

Debbie guessed what was going through the older woman’s mind. She smiled to herself. She hadn’t felt it necessary to say she had grown up in a well to do Chicago suburb. She and her mother had moved to the small town only a couple months before.

“Sometimes it’s better to let them think you’re a country mouse,” Debbie mused.

Stephanie snapped her fingers and the two sales women appeared carrying an assortment of clothes. Stephanie didn’t appear concerned that Debbie was still sucking her tits.

“The gray outfit, the light blue, and the dark green. Two of each,” the Executive Assistant said, selecting the purchases. She turned away from Debbie and fixed her bra and blouse.

Debbie assumed they were finished, so what happened next surprised her. The two women brought a camera from the corner and set it up in front of an old fashioned couch with curved wooden arms.

They proceeded to pose and photograph Debbie in a variety of erotic positions on the couch as they dressed her in the new gray outfit. It was like a reverse striptease. Some of the poses were solo, some were with one of the sales women. Debbie’s tits and pussy were touched a lot.

After filming was done, the memory card with the photos went in Stephanie’s purse.

“For my personal album,” she said nonchalantly.

“What about bra and panties?” Debbie was fully dressed except for that.

“You won’t be wearing any underwear to work from now on. Is that understood?” That was one reason Stephanie preferred small breasted girls for interns. It was easier to hide the fact they were braless.

Debbie nodded. The cool air felt good on her ass. Almost as good as Stephanie’s hand had felt.

They were walking back to the office as Stephanie explained that Debbie’s job would change.

“You will have some new duties at the office. Some for me and some for the Senior Partner. Do you understand?”

“Involving my assets?” asked Debbie coyly. Stephanie smiled and said nothing.

Back at work, Stephanie sat at her desk, chair pushed back.

“Get under my desk. Lick me until I tell you to stop.” Now her own pleasure would begin.

This was the part Stephanie liked the best. Having control over someone. Literally making the person kneel in front of her. Making sure they knew their sole purpose was to pleasure her.

Debbie scooted under the desk. She realized all three sides were solid and went to the floor. Nobody could see her.

Stephanie rolled her chair forward, slid her skirt up, and resumed her work.

Debbie went to work also. Stephanie shaved her slit but left a nice amount of hair above it. Debbie played with the hair while licking the outside of the lips. She pushed her tongue inside and tasted the dampness.

Debbie was enjoying herself. Stephanie tasted good and it was fun trying to get her wetter and wetter. It took almost 20 minutes but Debbie got Stephanie to cum. There was no dramatic orgasm, just a pause in the work and some sticky white fluid flowed out. Debbie licked it up. She thought she was done.

“Don’t stop,” Stephanie commanded.

Forty-five minutes later, Debbie wasn’t enjoying herself. Her legs were cramping and her mouth was dry.

“I need to pee,” she called out from under the desk. Stephanie rolled her chair back and let Debbie stand up.

“Pee in that corner. Facing me.” There was a large silver urn in the corner. It looked like a piece of art. But it was designed to be a voyeur’s urinal.

Debbie looked at her boss quizzical and uncertain.

“I like to watch women pee. I don’t like watersports, just watching,” Stephanie had found a brief explanation cut short the questions. What Stephanie really liked was that the person was helpless while they peed.

Stephanie never did anything to the person peeing. Just the idea that she could do something and the person would be helpless to stop her is what aroused her. It aroused her a lot.

“There’s a remote control on the table. You can lock the door with it if you want. There’s also a bidet built in to clean yourself. I like watching that part too.”

The top edges of the urn were shaped to accommodate a person’s legs. The back edge provided a tiny seat. The front edge dipped down to offer a clear view.

Inside were two cameras, one for stills and one for video. At night, Stephanie would lie in bed, watching the videos, masturbating. That was the extent of her rather pathetic sex life.

Stephanie watched closely as Debbie peed. It was a strong stream of urine, the kind Stephanie liked best.

“You may go home now. Get a good night’s sleep. Don’t pee until you get to work.”

The next morning Debbie arrived a little early. She really had to pee. Stephanie nodded at the urn in the corner. Debbie stood this time as her stream flowed out.

“Why don’t you play with yourself while I pee?” Debbie suggested using The Voice.

Stephanie pulled up her skirt and began fingering herself. She had never done that before. She really, really enjoyed it.

When Debbie was done cleaning herself, she had another suggestion.

“Why don’t I come over there and finish you off?” Again using The Voice.

Stephanie motioned the intern over. Debbie knelt on the floor and used her tongue to make her boss cum. There was no hiding under the desk this time.

When Stephanie came, it left the carpet wet. The Executive Assistant was certain she had never had a better orgasm.

It took Stephanie several minutes to recover. She finally straightened her clothes.

“The Senior Partner wants to talk to you. I’ll take you in.”

The two went to the corner office next door. Stephanie didn’t knock. The office was huge, with a desk, couch, coffee table, and several chairs.

The Senior Partner sat at his desk. He was in his fifties, white haired, and fit. His suit was custom tailored and made Stephanie’s thousand dollar outfit look cheap.

The Senior Partner didn’t speak. He looked at Debbie for a few moments then nodded at Stephanie. The older woman stood behind the girl and slowly undressed her.

“Very nice. You always know what I want.”

To Debbie, he said, “Are you a virgin?” She shook her head. She didn’t have much experience but she wasn’t a virgin.

“Good. Virgins are always such a pain.”

He moved his finger in a circle. Debbie turned a slow 360 letting him see every side.

“Are you on birth control?”

“I have a diaphragm,” she replied.

“Take it out. Go into the bathroom there. There’s a shower. Rinse out your pussy thoroughly to get rid of the spermicide. At my age, I don’t like to waste sperm.”

As Debbie walked to the bathroom, she realized the Senior Partner was planning to get her pregnant. She didn’t know what to do. She thought about it the whole time she was rinsing out her pussy.

The Senior Partner said “As you probably guessed, you and I are going to have sexual relations. We are going to do some other things as well. The room next to the bathroom is soundproof. You will be able to scream as much as you like.”

Debbie suddenly got very scared. The man smiled.

“There may be some bondage, nipple clips, that sort of thing. Nothing terrible. Mostly they will be screams of pleasure, not pain. Have you ever had a vibrator pressed against your pussy for hours at a time? The pleasure gets quite intense.”

“You are no longer to use any type of birth control. I enjoy the possibility that you might get pregnant. But this is not a breeding farm. It is perfectly alright if you don’t get pregnant.”

He drummed his fingers on the desk.

“I will eventually get tired of you. Sooner rather than later. At that point, you will have several options. You can ‘work’ for one of the other partners. They aren’t necessarily as nice as I am. Or we can arrange for a job at a firm in another city. I don’t like to bump into my former interns accidentally”

The Senior Partner looked bored. He had said this many times before.

“If you get pregnant, you will be dismissed from this firm immediately. We will arrange a good job at another company and provide a generous stipend. If you are smart and talented, you can rise rapidly and be quite a success. Take Stephanie here. She started as an intern. How many children did you have Stephanie?”

For the first time, Stephanie seemed a little flustered.

“Two.” She looked at Debbie. “Twins. I found a nice family that couldn’t have children. They adopted both of them. I’m not interested in children myself but they were useful as a means to an end. They got me my first Executive Assistant job.”

Debbie shivered at the callousness of it. If she had children, she would want to keep them. It was time to explain her idea. She walked to the big desk, planted her hands, and leaned forward.

She spoke using The Voice. It was mesmerizing.

“Surely you aren’t the only one who likes the possibility that a woman could get pregnant. Or who is interested in having ‘relations’ with a woman that is already pregnant. What if that was my job? Consider it a marketing tool for clients. A recruiting tool for hotshot new lawyers. When you need a little extra competitive edge.”

She glanced behind her. “Stephanie can vouch for my ability to handle the women. Can’t you Stephanie?”

The Executive Assistant rubbed her still warm her pussy and nodded.

“She made me cum with her tongue just a few minutes ago. It was so good.”

Debbie resumed her sales pitch.

“I’d keep myself fit and attractive. I’d raise the kids, using your generous stipend, and stay out of the way until needed. You and the others pick your child’s name, get updates as they grow up, shape their careers. All the benefits of fatherhood without any of the messy real-life details.”

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Tomboy Ch. 03

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Be sure to read “Tomboy Chapters 1 and 2” before starting this story. Things turn for the worst as the basketball games begin after the Christmas break. Everyone in the story is at least 18 years of age. Copies of this story may not be made for distribution, be publishing or copied to another webpage without explicit permission from the author.

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Tina tried to waste as much time as possible eating breakfast and cleaning up her mess on the table. She actually read the morning newspaper all the way instead of just the comics but had finally had reached the point where she had to go upstairs. With her ear on the door she first thought Jo and Tom had fallen back asleep until she heard him moan and her giggle. Shit they had been at it for over two hours now.

Another hour was gone as she moved into her room and showered. She took her time combing her hair and even putting on nail polish. “That’s it,” she said aloud as she moved down the hallway and tapped on her parent’s bedroom door.

“Hey you two,” she said, “are you taking a break to eat?” She didn’t hear anything so she knocked louder and yelled, “I’M COMING IN!” She waited a minute and opened the door. On the bed was a large mound of bed covers and sheets. She walked over and saw Jo’s foot sticking out. “HEY! YOU TWO HAVE TO TAKE A BREAK!” she yelled as she shook the bare foot. Jo stuck her head out and smiled.

“Never! I’m staying under here my whole life,” she giggled and pulled the sheet over her again.

‘Well, you might not like it when my parents come home tomorrow and climb in with you two,” Tina laughed.

“Do we have too?” Tom asked from underneath the covering. His mouth was moving back and forth on Jo’s nipples like a windshield wiper.

“Yes,” Tina laughed. “Come on out and take a quick shower and I mean quickly. I have to wash the sheets.”

“You’re a party pooper,” Jo said as she tossed off the sheets and climbed from the bed totally naked. Tom was right behind her as they ran into the bathroom.

“When do I get some action?” Tina asked. Although others had thought she was not a virgin she really was and was anxious to loose that distinction.

*****

“Where have you been?” Grandma Bell asked Tom as he dragged himself through the front door.

“Billie’s,” he lied.

“Is that so?” she grinned. “Well, Billie stopped by here an hour ago and wanted to know if you wanted to shoot some hoops with him.”

“I….a,” he stuttered.

“I hope you weren’t with that hussy,” she said as she walked away from him.

“No Grandma it was the hussy’s sister,” he thought.

Tom made it downstairs and dropped hard on the sofa for some rest. For almost four hours Jo and he experimented in everyway they could think of. It was the first time in his teen life he could not have a hard-on if a beautiful naked woman stood before him. He quickly fell off to sleep.

*****

Only Karen was home when Jo walked slowly into her house. “Hi,” she grinned at her twin sister.

“It must have been a good party,” Karen said. She looked to see the shoulder strap of her dress hanging down her sister’s arm.

“The party was not so great but what happened later was,” Jo smiled.

Karen dropped the Glamour Magazine she was reading. “Oh no, you didn’t do it before me. Tell me you are still a virgin.”

“Sorry,” Jo lied. “I tried to hold back but he was just too hot.”

“Tom of course,” Karen said as she remembered his long penis. “I’m surprised you can still walk.”

“It’s not easy,” she laughed as she pretended to fall.

“I can’t believe my Tomboy Sister got laid before me,” Karen said with her face in her hands. “Was it good?”

“The first thirty minutes was not so great but the next three and one half hours were fantastic.”

“YOU DID IT FOR FOUR HOURS!”

“She did what for four hours?” Their mom asked as she walked into the house from the garage.

Jo gave Karen a dirty look. “Basketball,” she lied.

“So what, I’ve seen you down at the park all day before.”

“Shooting foul shots,” Jo said adding to her lie.

“Oh,” her mom said as she moved to the kitchen counter setting down a bag of groceries. “Will you two bring in the rest of the bags from my trunk?”

“Would you do it?” Jo begged her sister. “I’m too tired.”

“Hell no,” Karen said visibly upset.

Jo tossed down her purse and walked slowly into the garage.

*****

School was starting the next day so Tom spent most of the time getting his school supplies all lined up. He had called Jo three times but her mom said she was still asleep. It was almost four o’clock when she finally called him back.

“Hi,” she said. “Sorry I didn’t call you back sooner.”

“That’s ok; I guess I tired you out huh?”

“No, I tired you out,” she laughed. “My parents are home.”

“Mine too,” he said realizing they really didn’t have a good place to be alone. “Do you want to shoot some hoops?”

“I was hoping to do something else,” she giggled.

“Why Jo, kırklareli escort I thought hoops was your number one love,” he joked.

“It was until you came to town,” she said. “Meet me at the park in fifteen minutes.”

“OK,” he said as he hung up. GRANDMA DO YOU HAVE ANY VITAMINS THAT I CAN TAKE?” he yelled at her in the next room.

“Quit shouting I’m not deaf,” she said as she walked past him to the kitchen. “Here,” she said while handing him a bottle of One-A-Day Vitamins for Seniors.

“I can’t take these. These are for old people,” he laughed.

She smiled. “You are a senior right?”

“Yes, but…” he laughed. “You got me on that one.”

“Now why does a young man like you suddenly want vitamins?” she asked with a sly grin.

“I think you already know,” he whispered as he kissed her on her cheek. He grabbed the vitamins and ran into the kitchen for a glass of water.

“I do,” she smiled. “I just don’t know which girl.”

*****

Tom made it to the park just as a few young kids were leaving. He looked around for Jo but did not see her.

“Over here,” he heard her voice. He glanced around the bleachers and saw her leaning up against a small building used to store the park equipment and supplies.

“What are you doing back here?” He looked down to see her wearing a skirt. “I thought we were going to shoot hoops?” She did not have a basketball.

“No, I just said to meet me at the park,” she smiled. She pushed open the door to the small building and walked inside. “Are you coming in?”

“I thought you were gay,” he joked as he moved by her to allow her to close the door behind him. He refocused his eyes in the dim light and saw some bags of ground cover in the corner where Jo was now sitting.

“If I was gay I would not be doing this,” she laughed as she reached up under her dress and pulled down the skimpy white panties. She twirled them on her finger. “Or this?” She tossed the panties on the bag next to her and leaned back as she pulled up the short skirt. When her glistening blonde bush appeared she stopped.

“Do you think it’s safe to do this here?” he asked. He moved forward and then down to his knees in front of her knees.

“Yes,” she said as her legs opened wide to allow his face between them. Of all the sex so far the oral sex he did on her was the absolute best.

“Tell me when to stop,” he laughed.

“It will be a while,” Jo moaned as his tongue licked up her dripping slit. She closed her eyes while running her fingers through his long dark hair. Right now her scholarship to college did not enter her mind. Only his tongue and his love for her mattered.

“Stop,” she said which surprised him. He moved back and looked at her. She giggled. “I was hoping for something bigger than your tongue.”

“Oh,” he laughed. “I think I have just what you want.”

Jo watched as he stood up and unzipped his fly. She moved onto her back on the soft bags and waited for him and his weapon to mount her. Her muscular legs wrapped around his hips as he slowly pushed deeply inside of her.

“Oh Tom,” she moaned as he completely filled her up. Some other kids came into the park to shoot but were far enough away not to hear Jo’s final cry of pleasure.

*****

It was dark when Jo and Tom left their sex shed. “Do you want to come by my house tomorrow morning at 8:00AM to walk to school with me?” Jo asked.

“Yes, but our secret will be out when everyone sees us together,” he said as he kissed her one last time that day.

“Good, I don’t want any of the girls get any ideas about stealing you from me,” she laughed.

“See you in the morning,” Tom said as they parted. Jo blew him a kiss.

*****

“Come on let’s go,” Karen said to her sister as they waited on the steps of their house.

“I’m waiting for Tom,” Jo said smiling.

“God, this is so sickening. I never thought you would ever act like this.”

“You’re just jealous,” Jo grinned. She saw Tom turn the corner and waved.

“Whatever,” Karen grunted as she took off. She didn’t want to be seen with the two lovebirds.

“Hi,” Jo said as she dropped her books and hugged him into her body.

They kissed for a minute until he pushed back. “We have to get to school you know.” He looked down at the plaid skirt she was wearing. “I just can’t get used to you wearing a skirt not even a school uniform.”

“Don’t you like it?” she teased as she twirled around not caring if the skirt moved above her plain white panties.

“Geez Jo, be careful. We are in front of your house.”

“My parents are already gone. Why don’t we go inside?” She giggled.

“We have to go to school,” Tom said as he turned and walked ahead of her. This was not the same girl he had met a few weeks ago.

“Wait up!” she yelled.

*****

Ellis waited in the parking lot behind a big white van for Tom. He woke up at the party Saturday evening with a large knot on his head and remembered how the new hick boy pulled kirklareliescort.org him off of Jo’s body before he could enter her. It was revenge time and he didn’t care if he got kicked off the team or not. Finally around the corner he saw Jo and Tom walking towards him.

“Hey asshole,” Ellis said as he jumped out in front of him. “I think you owe me an apology.”

At first Tom was startled but quickly calmed down. “Ellis I don’t want to get into this with you right now. If you want to meet at the park later I’ll gladly do it.”

“Fuck off Ellis,” Jo said as she stepped between the two boys. She pushed Ellis until his body crashed back against the van.

“Stay out of this bitch,” Ellis said as he moved forward and looked her eye to eye. “This is between Tom and I.”

“Not really,” Jo smiled just before she brought her knee upward into his groin. She got him directly into his balls.

“OH FUCK!” Ellis cried out as he grabbed his nuts. “OH SHIT!” He curled over into a ball.

“Come on,” Jo said to Tom as she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the school.

“Jo, I don’t need you to fight my battles,” he said embarrassed that he had not handled Ellis.

“You forget that he was about to rape me on Saturday night?” she said as she kissed him on the cheek. “The office is down that way. See you at lunchtime.”

Tom knew now he would have to watch his back and also knew the word would be out that Jo fought his battles. He moved into the office and saw Father Tim waiting for him. “I’ve got all your paperwork ready. Practice is after the last class.”

“Thank you Father,” Tom said. There were some quirks for being on the team.

By the time he got out of the office the homeroom period was over and most of the first period. He knocked on the door of the classroom and a gorgeous teacher opened the door. “You must be Tom,” she said smiling. “Come on in.” Word was already around the school that Jo Thompson had a boyfriend and it was the new boy handsome from the sticks.

Tom walked in and saw Billie by the window who waved for him to sit next to him. He sat down embarrassed that everyone was looking at him and whispering.

“I heard Jo kicked Ellis in the nuts this morning.” Billie whispered.

“How did the word get around so fast?” Tom whispered back.

“You forget this is a Catholic School. The news is very fast.”

Tom shook his head and looked at the teacher. On the chalkboard was her name, Ms. Lockett.

Suddenly the girl in front of him turned around. “Hi.”

Tom realized it was May who he had almost fucked at the party. “Hi,” he replied.

Tom was lucky because Billie was in most of his classes. The rest of the morning went pretty good however the class before lunch had both Jo and Ellis in it.

“Sit by me,” Jo whispered when he walked into the room. Tom noticed Billie walk to the back of the room.

“I think I’m sitting in the back,” he said hoping she would not be mad. About half way through the class he got a note from Ellis. “Does Jo fight all of your fights?”

Tom crushed the note in his palm and tossed it into the garbage can next to Ellis. He just smiled.

*****

Tom followed Billie into the large lunchroom and saw the other guys on the team sitting alone in the corner. After they moved through the food line they headed to the long table.

“He’s not invited,” Calvin said to Billie.

“Bullshit,” Billie said to the team captain. “You have no idea what went down at the party so shut the fuck up.” It was the first time anyone had stood up to Calvin before.

Calvin looked as shock as the rest of them. He turned to Ellis. “What happened, Ellis?”

“Nothing,” Ellis lied. “He got pissed because his bitch wanted me to fuck her.”

Tom dropped his tray on the table and lunged across but Ellis jumped back. “Lying asshole.”

“What’s going on over here?” Father Tim asked as he walked over to stop whatever was going on.

“Nothing father,” Tom said cooling down.

“Well whatever it is you better resolve it before practice today,” Father said looking suspiciously at Ellis. He knew Ellis had a shady side to him.

“Yes Father,” Ellis said looking down.

Tom sat down in front of his food tray and dared anyone to ask him to move away. Billie sat down next to him and they did not speak to anyone else.

About 15 minutes later Jo walked over and sat down next to Tom. “You ok?” she whispered.

“Jo not now,” Tom said. He didn’t want the other guys to think Jo would take up for him. “Meet me outside in the hall in five minutes.”

“Ok,” she said smiling. For the first time Jo had a boyfriend and the other girls were envious.

*****

“What happened?” she asked Tom when he came out.

“Ellis lied to the team about what happened Saturday night,” Tom said. “I was going to kill him.”

“Thanks,” she grinned. A boy had never stood up for her before. “Can I see you after school?”

“We have practice.”

“That’s at four. We will have fifteen minutes.”

“I better not. I need to get dressed and do some warm-ups. I’ll see you after practice.” Tom looked around and leaned in to quickly kiss her. A couple of freshmen girls walked by and giggled.

*****

Tom walked into the locker room and saw John who motioned for him to come over by his locker. “Use this one,” he said smiling. At least Tom had two friends on the team.

Ellis came in and glanced Tom’s way but quickly got dressed and went out onto the gym floor.

“Over here,” Father Tim said to the boys in the center of the court. “From now on this team is a family. If you don’t want to be a family then leave right now.” He glanced at Ellis who looked away. “Calvin work with Tom on our offensive plays for the next half-hour. The rest of you run some sprints. On the line,” he said smiling.

Tom and Calvin walked over to the other basket. “We basically do a four man motion offense with the big man in the middle. Paul moves along the baseline to get open and if we have an open shot we take it. I hear you can shot the ball.”

“Some,” Tom said modestly.

“Well right now we can use you because the other teams constantly double-team me.” Calvin bragged. “If you can knock down a couple of shots maybe I can get some space.”

Tom smiled because he had the same problem back in Clarkton. He was constantly being double-teamed. For the next thirty minutes Calvin showed Tom how the motion offense worked and told him they always play zone except for when the other team takes the ball out from under their basket. It was basically what he was used to at Clarkton.

“OK,” Father Tim said. “On Friday night we play Trinity Catholic who embarrassed us at their gym last month. They are in first place and we are tied for second. We need this game if we have any hope of winning our conference.” He broke the team up and put Tom on the second unit and as bad luck would have it he had to guard Ellis.

“Get ready for me to kick your ass,” Ellis said smiling as they lined up for the tip.

“Bring it on,” Tom smiled back.

Tom realized quickly that there was a large drop of talent from the first team to the second team. Calvin, Billie and John handed themselves very well and within minutes the first team was leading 8 to 0. Tom had not tried a shot.

“What’s wrong country boy? Can’t play with the city kids?” Ellis laughed. As Ellis made his smart-ass remark Tom cut in front of him and swiped the ball. He drove into the hoop uncontested. Tom only smiled at Ellis as they ran back down the floor.

“Nice steal,” Billie commented as he dribbled up to Tom. Billie whipped the ball over Tom’s reach to a cutting John who stuffed the ball into the hoop.

“Nice pass,” Tom said to Billie as they went the other way.

Ellis was now in Tom’s face as he tried to get open for a pass. He was also grabbing and pushing every chance he had. If it were a real game he would have fouled out by now. Tom figured he could do the same as he pushed Ellis to the left and moved around him to the right. He got the pass at the top of the key and immediately shot. The ball hit nothing but net. Score: Starters 8, Tom 5.

The second team realized quickly that Tom was the scorer so they kept feeding him the ball every chance they got. He hit another three from the corner and a break away lay-up on another steal. Score: Starters 15, Tom 14.

“You should try some teamwork,” Ellis jabbed at him when he shot up another three that bounced around the rim before falling out.

“You should try to score,” Tom laughed. So far he had held the asshole scoreless.

Calvin could see Tom getting all the attention and suddenly started to force up shots. He missed four shots in a row and when Tom fed another kid on a breakaway suddenly the second team was winning.

Suddenly Father Tim blew his whistle. “Tom, you and Ellis switch teams.”

Tom smiled and pulled off his shirt to be skins while Ellis groaned as he put on his practice shirt.

“It didn’t take you very long,” Billie laughed as he moved to the starters who were going back on defense.

Tom knew he would make a better impression on Calvin and the rest of the team if he did all he could to get balanced scoring. On the next trip down the court on offense Tom caught the ball at the top of the key and instead of hitting his favorite three-pointer tossed the ball to John who had cut under to rebound. The ball hit John in the back because he was not expecting it. “Sorry,” Tom said as he hit his chest with his fist. “My fault.”

“No, it was mine,” John said as they ran back on D. “I should have expected it.”

At 6’3″ Tom had little trouble guarding Ellis who tossed up two air balls in a row. He could see the other boy getting really frustrated.

Father blew the whistle again. “Take a ten minute break.”

Tom followed the starters to the large water bottle and took some sips. He was not in playing shape because of the move to the city and was still tired from his hot session with Jo at Tina’s house. He sat down next to John. “Next time I get the ball at the top of the key look for an ally-op.”

“Sure,” John said smiling. Normally the offense did not include him in a lot of plays.

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