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Let’s Go Fishin’

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This is the edited version of the original. It was pointed out to me that I had made a hard right turn at the intersection of past and present. I hope I got it all straight.

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The alarm clock goes off at 3 AM. I grope for it in the dark. I find the snooze button and almost press it. Then I remember that today we’re goin’ fishin’. I struggle to my feet and turn on the light. It blinds me temporarily. There is only one good thing about getting up this early. That thing is sleeping in the next bunk.

The lump in the bunk starts to wiggle.

It says, “What time is it?”

“3 o’clock,” I mumble. “I’ll start the coffee.”

I stumble across the cabin to the camp stove and finally get it lit. Sliding the coffee pot onto the burner, I look across the cabin to my bunk mate. She hasn’t stirred.

‘C’mon, bail out,” I yell.

The lump peeks out from under the covers. She blinks her eyes.

“I’ve gotta pee.” She says.

‘Well, get with it,” I reply. “We need to be on the lake by 4:30 if we want to catch some fish. Once the sun comes up, we may as well not be out there.”

A shapely leg comes out of the covers and tests the floor.

“It’s cold!” she says.

“This isn’t the Waldorf,” I bark. “You’re the one who had to tag along on this trip. Get a move on!!”

She moans her way across the cabin and out to the ‘facility’ in the woods. 10 minutes later she comes sprinting back through the door. She has a deranged look on her face.

“It was after me!! It was going to eat me!!” she whimpers.

I look out the back door and spot the raccoon. Very fierce.

“At least that vicious beast left something for me to eat later,” I chuckle. “Coffee’s ready.”

I had gotten dressed while she was battling with nature. Now she starts dressing as I prepare breakfast.

“Damn, that smells good!” she smiles.

We wolf the meal down and head for the lake.

It is still cold and dark as we climb into the boat and head across the small bay to Thunder Point. We anchor off the point and drop our baits into the water. She is hooked up almost immediately.

“There is a penalty for out fishing the captain,” I inform her.

“What might that penalty be?” she inquires as she sinks her hook into another nice trout.

“You’ll find out at lunch time. That’s when the captain exacts his revenge.”

She looks at me, giggles and hooks another trout. So far, I have not had a bite. I start to feel pretty grim when suddenly, I hook a fish. I manage to get him into the boat, but the score is still 3 to 1. She keeps slaughtering the fish while I sort of plod along. The sun pops up above the trees and the bite is off. We soak some bait for another ½ hour or so, but catch nothing. I pull the anchor, fire up the outboard and head back to the cabin. We share fish cleaning duties and put the cleaned fish in the freezer. It is the only appliance at the cabin.

“What now?” she inquires.

“It’s still 4 hours to lunch. Let’s go on a hike. I promise to save you from any raccoons that are lurking in the woods.”

“OK,” she stutters. “Are there any bears out there?”

“Sure! This is northern Michigan. This will be like hiking in the zoo except, no cages!”

She is the daughter of wealth. bursa otele gelen eskort Nobody has ever talked to her the way I do She isn’t used to it. She is used to getting her own way no matter what. Now she is isolated up here in the northern Michigan woods with a peasant (me). I brought her up here to get her out of her natural environment. I have some really sweet plans for her for later.

She is an absolute knockout. Shoulder length blond hair, 38, 24, 36, great legs, beautiful face, and a sweet personality completes the package. From the first time I saw her, I knew I was sunk, that she could have anything she wanted from me. I, however, could not have anything I wanted from her. We have been going together for 16 months and so far little games of slap and tickle are as far as we have gotten.

Now, up here in the sticks, I plan my final approach to home base. Whatever it takes, I know it will be worth it.

We start up a small trail away from the lake toward a little creek that feeds the lake. I must admit that she doesn’t complain about the trail or the bugs. I can tell she isn’t entirely comfortable with the situation. An hour up the trail, we find the creek. I lead the way along the bank to a spot that I consider to be one of the most beautiful on earth. There is a small, grassy clearing beside the creek. It is surrounded by tall trees with few bushes.

I set my pack down and she follows suit. I find the blanket and spread it out in the grassy glade. I get a bottle of water from the pack and offer her a drink as I sit down on the blanket. She takes the bottle and sits beside me.

“OK, what’s the deal?” she asks. “You now have me in your evil clutches. I have no idea where we are or how to get out of here. If you have something in mind, let me know now.”

“Actually, I do have something in mind, but it requires your trust and cooperation.”

“OK, what is it?”

“You have the option, right now, of having me take you back to the cabin or staying out here with me.”

“What happens if I stay here with you?”

“Then you will become my love slave, at least until lunch time.” I whisper with a smile.

She looks like she is thinking hard. She knows that if she goes back to the cabin she will also be on her way back to the college this afternoon.

“You know I’m a virgin, don’t you?” she asks.

“I suspected as much,” I reply. “I could tell pretty much from the way you were acting at the school. I have to tell you that you are driving me completely insane. You are beautiful beyond belief. You are great company. We have been going out for well over a year and so far you haven’t even let me stick my hands in your bra. I can only take so much. I’m not trying to scare you or make you sad. Either you want it or you don’t. I love you and want you badly. The choice is yours.”

She is thinking hard again. This can’t be good. I figure that the longer she thinks about it, the less likely it is that my goal will be attained.

“What about protection?” she asks.

“I don’t consider that to be important. If you take this to the next level with me, I will expect you to marry me. Children are welcome,” I vow.

“Hey, wait a minute!” she exclaims. “Did bursa eve gelen escort bayan you just ask me to marry you?”

“Well, yeah,” I reply digging into my pack for the small velvet box.

I present the contents of the box to her. It is a 3 carat engagement ring.

“Will you marry me?” I beg.

“Hell yes,” she cries. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for over a year.”

With that, she springs across the blanket and knocks me over. Her hands go under my shirt and she starts rubbing my chest.

“Well, are you just going to sit there like a bump on a log, or are we going to get it on?” she whispers.

I can’t believe it! She has completely turned the tables on me. How was I supposed to know what she was up to?

“I’ve been trying to get you all alone for a long time. I thought you were very shy. But you were very nice and didn’t try to jump my bones right off the bat. I decided quite some time ago that I was in love with you. You didn’t need to do the caveman act and drag me out to the weeds. The nearest motel would have done it!” she exclaims.

“You are full of surprises,” I say. “Here I thought I was pushing you into an unbeatable trap and all the time, things were going exactly as you had planned them. I’ll have to keep a close eye on you”.

“Have you decided to talk your way to lunch or would you rather ravage me now?” she asks meekly.

“No contest!” I say as I remove my shirt and her blouse.

Her size 38 tits were almost completely visible under her bra, which didn’t last long, either. I gaze for the first time at her offerings. They are stunning, perfect and entirely edible. So I eat them. She moans softly as I take her nipples one at a time into my mouth and bite them lightly. She is fiddling around with my belt buckle and finally gets it loose. She pulls my pants off after removing my boots. I sit there in my boxers. I remove her boots and pants.

The more naked she gets, the better she looks. I lean in and kiss her hard on the mouth. Our tongues fight the duel of love as my hands squeeze her tits. She grabs my cock and squeezes it.

“OOOH, it’s so hard, yet so soft. I never expected that,” she remarks. “Does everybody have a cock this big?”

“No, I’m in the top 5% of the dick class,” I reply.

I pull her panties off and am greeted by the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. There is a light pelt of blond curls around it. The lips are puffy and pink. I worship it. I worship her. I know I can never let her go.

She slides my boxers down my legs and looks at me with enquiring eyes.

“Have you ever watched porn?” I ask.

“Well, yeah, just a little,” she replies.

“Just do what they do,” I offer.

So she dives on my cock and greedily tries to eat it all.

“Wait a minute,” I protest. “No teeth!”

She went right back to sucking me off, this time with no teeth.

“Scoot your pussy around here so I can lick it,” I tell her.

Soon we are in a full ’69’ position. I press my lips to her thighs and start kissing and nibbling. As I work my way higher, she starts to moan. Then I lick the full length of her crack. She shudders and wiggles. One of her hands presses my lips as far into bayan eskort bursa her cunt as I can get without suffocating. I start rapidly licking her vagina. My tongue is inserted deeply into it. She is sucking and huffing and puffing, blowing my house down. Her hips are jumping up and down. She almost bucks me off.

“Wait, I’m going to come if you keep sucking me,” I mumble.

“So? That’s the whole idea, isn’t it?” she asks.

“Yeah, but the first time I want to be deep in your pussy. I want you to feel my semen spurting into your unprotected pussy.”

She turns around and kisses me deeper than I have ever been kissed before. It was almost as good as sex. Almost. She opens her legs and nods her consent. I roll in between her legs and slide my engorged member up to her virginal opening. She has her eyes shut tight.

“Open your eyes,” I instruct. “I want you to watch as your girlhood flies away.”

She opens her beautiful eyes and stares down her body at my approaching cock. The head slips in. I don’t get very far until I feel the resistance of her hymen.

“Do it now!” She orders.

I thrust into her hard and feel the flimsy evidence of her innocence depart. She screams quietly and a tear starts down her face. I lick it off.

“Hold still for a minute,” she requests.

Sooner than expected, I feel her hips start to sway.

“OK, now make love to me,” she cries.

“Yes maam,” I comply.

I start stroking in and out. She is making little grunting noises that really charge my batteries. Her pussy is very, very tight. We can’t go too fast until she is completely lubed

“Can you go faster?” she asks. . Her juices are now flowing freely and it is time to get it on!

I pick up the pace, knowing she is now ready. I am moving into her faster and faster almost completely out of control.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh,” she pants. “So good. I never suspected it would be like this. Harder, harder.”

My sweat glistens in the rising sun and mingles with her’s. We are getting slippery. It just gets better and better. Soon her breathing becomes ragged and she starts twitching.

“What is happening to me?” she cries.

“You are getting ready to come. Don’t fight it. You’ll love it,” I say as I start to stroke faster.

She is totally out of control. Sanity has fled. She is now a pure, sexual animal. Her nails dig into my back. I don’t care. I am also lost in bliss.

I feel her pussy muscles clamp down on my cock. I know it is time. My member swells and lengthens. She is milking me like a cow. She stiffens and screams. I drive into her as deeply as I can and start squirting my baby juice deep into her womanhood. She keeps coming and coming. I don’t want to stop and neither does she, but all good things must come to an end. I collapse on top of her, totally spent. She is gasping for air. I roll to one side and my cock pops out.

“I should have started this last year,” she laments.

“If you had, you’d be home with the kids right now instead of being ravaged beside a creek,” I tell her.

She smiles at me. I feel like a million bucks. I take her into my arms and hug her tightly.

“I love you so much. I’ll never let you go,” I swear to her.

“I wasn’t sure at first, but I am now,” she pants. “I hope I’m getting pregnant right now! Can we do it again?”

“You’ll have to wait until our cock recovers,” I say.

“Our cock?” she asks.

“Well, sure if you want it, it’s yours.”

“Let’s get dressed, go back to the cabin, eat lunch, do it some more and plan our next fishin’ trip,” she says.

“I’m for that!” I answer.

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Just For a Day Pt. 01

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Chapter One

Another car was speeding past when I opened my eyes again. I pulled up my wrist to check the time. Nearly one in the morning. I felt the bus shake a bit as we drove over what must have been a small rock. Everyone around me was sleeping. I opened the curtain for the window a little more to try and see where we were. Nothing. It was completely dark except for car lights moving around us. I pulled the blanket I had over my legs higher towards my chest as I felt a cold shiver run over me. My mom was sitting next to me with her head tilted backwards. She was sleeping.

We must have been on the road for almost a nearly two days now. I felt the familiar feeling of dread wash over me again. A new city, a new school, the new kid again. I really didn’t want to leave everything behind and move to a new place. I just got used to the lights and large city of Seattle and now we are off again. Duluth Minnesota. I have never even heard of it until my mom told me about her new work last week. My mom is basically a Butler’s right-hand maid. She cleans and runs the household, makes sure the other cleaning staff do their work and attends to any other needs the butler of the house may require her to do.

I have never been shy of what she was or of our poor stature. My mom has always tried to provide me with the things I need, but we had gone through some rough patches. I was usually mocked for either being poor or my mom being a maid. I have no idea who my father is. My mom never talks about him and only said he left when I was a baby. So, it’s just been us my whole life. I felt my mom stir next to me as she moved her body more upwards to be more comfortable. I noticed another grey hair caught the light of a moving car passing us. My mom was still beautiful in my eyes.

My grandmother was white, and my grandad was a Latino she fell in love with during her early years being a nurse. My mom told me that my father was also white and that made me one part three Latino. I had a light caramel skin; brown semi curly hair and I was about five foot seven tall. The only thing that made me look different than my mom was the fact that I had piercing dark blue greenish eyes. I was rather athletic also as I used to like going for a run in the park where we stayed in Seattle. I was never really into sports as I changed schools regularly. Now I am off to my senior year. I was really hoping to go to college once I’m done this year. I have a passion for drawing and all things art.

My mom was saving up some money each month for me to go to New York and study at the Art School there, but I’m not sure my dream would ever turn into a reality. The bus continued to hum as we drove down the freeway. I think we would reach Duluth some time in the morning if I remembered correctly what the driver said a few hours ago. I moved my legs closer to the seat and pulled my jumper tighter against me. Since we don’t have much money, the bus we were driving in was relatively cheap and only the front side was any warmer. I reached down towards my small travel back and pulled out a small flask of coffee my mom made a few hours ago. It was still warm. I felt myself heat up a bit as I took a few sips from it. I placed the flask back inside my back and pulled the blanket higher. I turned my head towards the window and closed my eyes.

“Lucian Honey… Wake up. We are here.” My mom was shaking me on the shoulder.

I opened my eyes. It was morning and the bus stopped. People were getting up and taking their bags out from the overheads. My mom was smiling at me as I rubbed my eyes.

“Did you sleep ok?” she asked as she was folding up the blanket, she had over her.

“Bit sore… Are we at the last stop?” I asked as I got up.

“Yup. We are taking a cab from here to the Robertson’s.”

I picked up my bag and placed the blanket inside. I had just a moments glimpse of my sketch book before I zipped the bag closed. I always travel with a book to sketch wherever I go. Inspiration can strike you anywhere.

We waited for more people to get off the bus as we were sitting quite at the back. After a few minutes I walked off and felt the cool air hit my face. Winter was almost here. I walked with my mom to the small stand next to the stop. The seat was cold when I sat down and felt the sting go right through the sweat pants I was wearing. I pulled out my phone and checked the time. Ten past nine.

We waited for about thirty minutes before a cab pulled up. My mom greeted the driver as he took our luggage and load it into the back. Ten minutes later we were on our way again. My butt now severely cold from the metal bus seat.

Chapter Two

The road was relatively short, but it seems the Robertson’s didn’t like neighbours. The house and “house” were a strong word as it looked more like a mansion, was located next to a small hill overlooking Lake Superior. There were no other buildings in sight. The cab pulled in and drove through the open gate towards the görükle escort bayan entrance. There was a man wearing a black suit waiting at the steps for us. I looked up towards the three-story mansion and tried guessing how many rooms it would have.

These people must be beyond rich I thought to myself as I looked upwards to try and see into one of the windows. The cab came to a halt and I opened my door to get out.

“Good Morning Miss Bardon.” The guy in the suit said as he walked towards my mother with his hand out.

“Morning Mr. Robertson” She polity replied.

“Oh! No, my dear. My name is Mr Berkley. I am the Butler of this fine estate. Mr Robertson and his wife will arrive this evening back from Spain.” He amusingly replied while gesturing for her to move upwards the steps.

I had the distinct feeling he was not aware I was there next to the car or maybe thought I was the cab unpacker. I melt myself get a little warm around the cheeks. My mom however would not have it.

“Wait… My son Lucian.” She said as she turned around towards my direction.

I felt his eyes fall on me and lingered on my curly brown hair that must have been waiving each in its own direction.

“Hi.” Was all I could say as I picked up my bag the driver took out the car.

“Mmm… Yes, Good Morning Mr Lucian.” He said and quickly turned around to face the house.

“Please follow me.” As he started climbing the stairs with a walk of importance.

We climbed the steps in silence all the way up towards a massive wooden door. It was carved with spirals and large shapes. Beautifully varnished with some sort of dark oil or something. As we entered the main door, I felt my jaw drop open. Every part of the main entrance hall was covered in white marble. From the floors, the walls and even the grand staircase leading up. A massive crystal chandelier was hanging in the middle, sparkling like thousands of diamonds.

“It’s a beautiful house.” My mom said as she looked up towards the chandelier.

“Yes. Mrs Robertson takes great pride in it. She designed it herself you know. Fourteen Bedrooms, seven bathrooms and two kitchens.” Mr Berkley replied looking as if he just announced the Queen’s arrival.

I noticed the echo immediately after he spoke. It sounded like a great hall where musicians would perform.

“You will both be staying in the servant’s quarters at the back of the house. Mr Randall will show you.” and almost immediately a short old man with grey hair came through one of the doors in the back

“Good morning Miss Bardon. If you will please follow me.” Mr Randall said while giving my mom a small bow.

We greeted the much friendlier looking Mr Randall and followed suit. We walked through the door he just came from which leaded to a long hallway. I felt a feeling of shame when Mr Berkley announced we would be staying in the servant’s quarters.

“You can call me Bill. I am the caretaker of the yard and pretty much the handy man around here.” Mr Randall said as we walked.

“I’m Miranda and this is Lucian.” My mom replied and pointed towards me.

“Please to meet you. You will have to excuse Mr Berkley. He thinks rather highly of himself. Very good at what he does though.” Bill said as he opened the door at the end of the passage for us to pass through.

We entered what appeared to be the main kitchen. Large slabs of marble decorated the wooden cabinets of the work spaces and white marble all over the floor. I was for a moment unsure where he was leading us, but he gestured for us to walk towards the back door of the kitchen.

“Your rooms are at the back of the yard and not connected to the house.” He said as he led us outside.

A massive yard welcomed us with a green patch of lawn any rugby team would love to practice on. The edges of the yard were closed from any outside view by massive trees all planted in a row. To the side of the grass was an Olympic sized swimming pool surrounded by huge rock art formations.

As we reached the quarters where we would be staying, I realised it was more of a very small house than just a room. There was a large tree in front of the small house that hid it from view from the main mansion. I felt almost at home.

“Thank you so much Mr Randall… I mean Bill.” My mom said and smiled.

Mr Randall bowed again and walked back towards the garden.

“Well… What do you think?” My mom asked as she turned towards me.

I looked back at the small house.

“Looks really cosy.” I replied as we both walked towards the door of our new home.

Chapter Three

The following morning, I woke up with the sound of birds singing outside my window. I lifted myself up from bed and looked around my room again. I was staying in the smallest room the house. My mom took the larger one only after she offered it to me and me refusing to take it. I pulled my socks over my feet and felt a cold nip in the air as I got altıparmak eskort out the bed. The ceiling was low ad I only had one window looking out towards the side of the garden. I couldn’t see the mansion at all. It was a Saturday.

I heard my mom in the house busy with something. As I got up to pull a sweatshirt over my naked chest the smell of toast fills my nose. Mom was making breakfast it seems. I pulled on a pair of black slippers and left my room.

“Morning.” I said as I entered lounge.

The house had only two small rooms with an open plan kitchen lounge.

“Hi sweetie. Are you hungry?” My mom asked as he kissed me on the cheek.

“Not that much. I would kill for some water though.” I replied and pulled a glass out the cupboard.

“Listen, I have to go to the main house as Mr Berkley wants to introduce me to the Robertson’s, show me the interior of the house and teach me the rules.” My mom said as she placed two slices of toast on a plate and handed it to me.

“Oh ok.” I replied and started on the first slice.

A few minutes later I found myself alone sitting on the couch. There was no TV and no radio. I could hear a leaf blower far in the distance and the sound of a few birds outside. I had no idea what to do. I was in a strange new place, new environment and I wasn’t even sure if I could walk in the garden. At least in Seattle we stayed in a small apartment and I was free to go where I wanted to. I decided I could at least sit under the tree outside and view everything that goes on.

I brushed my teeth and pulled on a pair of sneakers. I walked outside and felt the sun on my skin as I walked around the house towards the massive tree. I had my sketch book in my hand with my favourite pencil. I wanted to see if I could get a good view of the mansion.

I sat down with my back against the tree, opened a new page and started drawing. The back of the mansion was almost just impressive as the front. Large windows and statues adorned the walls and roof. I must have been drawing for about two hours when a sudden voice behind me jumped me out of my skin.

“Wow that’s really good.” A young guy about my age said whilst looking down at my sketch.

“Jesus!” I yelled out loud and quickly got up.

“Sorry man!” He quickly apologised and held out his hand.

“My names Brandon and I didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiled at me.

“Lucian and you didn’t scare me…” I replied feeling myself blush.

“Ok… I like your drawing by the way. You seem really talented.” He said as he tried to look at my half finished drawing of the mansion.

I held out the sketch book for him to look at al the while still feeling my heart pound in my chest.

“Sorry… I’m not entirely sure who you are.” I said while looking at him.

He had dark golden blonde hair with a brown tanned skin and blue green eyes similar to mine. He was about a few inches taller than I was with a larger build body. He looked like he must have played football or something.

“Oh Sorry. I’m Brandon Robertson. My parents own the house.” He said giving me a toothy smile and pointing towards the mansion.

“Oh…Erm Hi…” I felt immediately awkward. The shame of who I was and what my mom was, was washing over me.

I am used to rich guys like him always bullying me for being poor. He must have sensed it as well.

“Your mom seems really nice and I like her already.” He said looking at me with another smile.

“Thanks… She is a nice person yeah…” Feeling myself getting red in the face.

“You should come look at my secret hobby. Nobody knows about it.” He quickly said while looking me in the eyes.

It made me feel a bit weird. I’ve never really had friends before in my life let alone someone look at me like that.

“Erm ok… But I’m not sure if I’m allowed inside the house?” I nervously asked.

“You’re kidding, right??” Brandon asked while looking at me shocked.

“Of course, you are! Why wouldn’t you be?” He yelled out loud, but I could tell he has never asked “the help’s children” in the house before and I felt myself getting angry again for thinking about myself in that way.

“Come! Ill show you my room and we can play some PlayStation as well. You like Devil May Cry?” He asked excitedly as if he has never had a friend over before.

Five minutes later I found myself entering a large room every boy would do anything to live in. Action figures was on every shelf. All of them in sealed boxes. There was a massive plasma TV against the one wall with every PlayStation game you can think of in shelfs pack around it. The one shelf was completely covered in comic books. He had a desk in the corner with the most beautiful gaming PC I have ever seen. Brandon was a rich good-looking jock that played video games. That was a first for me.

“What do you think?” He excitedly asks.

“Wow… I have never seen so many games in one location before.” nilüfer escort I replied looking at his extensive PS4 game collection.

“Really? I always think I need more and feel like I have barely anything to play.” He said while pulling his face into a thinking look.

“Oh well! We can definitely play some if you want? Or are you hungry? I haven’t eaten breakfast yet now that I think about it.” He answered himself without giving me time to reply.

He walked over to a small white box on the wall of his room.

“Berkley. I am hungry and would like some breakfast taken up to my room please.” Brandon said friendly into the speaker.

“Very well Mr Brandon. I will bring some immediately.” Came the reply from the speaker.

“Actually wait. I have a friend over and we will come down to eat.” Brandon quickly said into the speaker after looking at me.

I felt a weird feeling in my gut build up in me. What will Mr Berkley say when he seems me with Brandon?

“Very Well.” Me Berkley replied on the speaker again.

“Come on. Let’s go down to get some food.” Brandon quickly said and beckoned me to follow him.

We made our way downstairs to a large dining room with a table that could easily seat twenty people. As we entered the room Mr Berkley was busy setting up the table with two kitchen staff I haven’t seen before. He lifted his head as we walked closer.

“Good morning Mr Brandon. Aah… I see you met Mr Lucian as well. How nice of you two to get along.” He said flatly as we both grabbed a chair opposite each other.

“Yeah. Think I made a new best buddy actually.” Brandon replied and winked at me.

I felt a weird flutter in my stomach but said nothing.

We ate Bacon, Ham, toast, eggs and sausages that was delivered in large bowls to the table. The weirdest think I have experienced from the whole thing was the fact that the cutlery was all silver. I have never held and silverware before. Such wealth.

After breakfast both me and Brandon went back up to his room again to check out some of his games for the PlayStation. We tried his favourite first – Devil May Cry. Me been having never played on a PlayStation before meant I sucked terribly. After a few hours and about twelve different other games, we decided to just chill and talk.

I learned a lot about Brandon. He really is one of the most laid-back guys I’ve ever met. He if very popular in school as his parents are extremely wealthy. He is however unlike any popular guy I’ve ever met. He never lets his parent’s wealth go to his head and always tries to be humble. None knows about his secret game passion though and no one is allowed to go to his room. So, he keeps some part of his life secret from his friends. He had a girlfriend as well, but he broke up with her and won’t say too much about why. I think she was just the wrong girl or something.

I have never had a relationship before, and no girl has ever come up to me out of the blue to say hi. It was midday when he asked me.

“Want to go see what Duluth looks like?” He asked.

“Erm ok. Yeah… Maybe you can show me where I will be going to school from Monday.” I replied as we both got up from the couch in his room.

Brandon led me down to the garage. My mouth fell open and he just stared at me. I was looking at the most beautiful Chevrolet Camaro I’ve ever seen. I had the sudden sense of familiarity to it.

“Is this…” I asked but he replied before I could finish.

“Yup! I really loved the movies and just had to have the car. So, I asked my parents for it on my eighteenth birthday.”

“Wow! Can’t say I’ve ever seen Bumblebee in real life before. Does it transform also?” I asked laughing.

“I wish! HAHA!” He replied also laughing.

We drove around for hours. He showed me all the hangout spots, the school, the mall and all his favourite places. We were sitting by the pier just looking out when he spoke again.

“Thanks for coming with me today Lucian.”

“Wait? What?” I quickly asked back.

“I am the one to say thank you! This was really a fun day and can’t remember the last time I actually enjoyed myself so much.”

He gave me a sly smile.

“Don’t worry about it! I had just as fun. It’s really cool to be myself towards someone who doesn’t judge me or expect anything from me. You really are an awesome guy.” Brandon said while looking at me and giving me a weird feeling in my stomach again.

“Do you want to go back?” He asked as he got up from the bench we were sitting on.

“Er sure…” I replied.

Chapter Four

We pulled in by the mansion again about thirty minutes later. I noticed a black Mercedes being there that wasn’t when we left.

“I think my parents are home. Do you want to meet them?” Brandon asks as he closed the car door behind him and looking at me.

I wasn’t sure what to say. I felt awkward and a bit scared at meeting them. There was no time however to reflect on what my emotions were as the next moment the side door that connects the house and the garage door opened. A tall man with light hair and a stern face entered.

“Hi dad, welcome back.” Brandon said and his face light up.

“Who is this?” Mr Robertson asked looking at me and not blinking.

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Chapter 2

Day 5 – Wednesday

Vanessa woke to a still house, as quiet as could be. This wasn’t unusual as she was not working and sleeping in had become a regular habit for her unemployed self. Jennifer was typically over at her boyfriend’s apartment however, so for her to be gone could have meant they had gotten back together. Peeking out the window, Vanessa noted her sister’s car was still in the driveway, so either he picked her up or she was sleeping in too.

Wearing her pajama shorts and t-shirt she climbed out of bed and popped into the kitchen. The living room was empty as was the hallway; nobody was home. Just to be sure though she called out, “Mom! Jennifer! Anybody home?” There was a sigh of relief from her, glad to realize that Jen must have gotten back together with her man. Her sister had been such an odd duck lately. She poured a glass of milk, downed it in a hurry and went to watch television when she passed her sister’s room. The door was closed. It wasn’t a conscious act to check up on her sibling, but Vanessa knew her sister left the door open when she wasn’t home.

Vanessa knocked quietly, “Jen?” With no answer she poked her head into the room and looked at the bed which was disheveled but devoid of any bodies. Her sister wasn’t anywhere to be seen. What was on her bed, however, caught the nineteen year old’s attention. Adult magazines and sex toys were strewn all over the bed. “Jen?” she repeated, walking in.

‘Lesbian Licks’, ‘Dyke Desires’, ‘Luscious Lesbos’… The magazines were clearly homosexual in nature. One in particular caught her attention which was next to the pillow, a slickened vibrator next to it: ‘Family Affairs — Lesbian Edition’. Looking up Vanessa noted that the walls were plastered with posters of girls, sometimes posing by themselves, sometimes kissing each other.

The teenager curled her upper lip in disgust. “Gross!” she called out. Even though she felt disgusted at the sight of the pornographic trove, she rummaged through all the items on the bed. The whole idea of being with a girl was plain disgusting. She had a couple of friends who Vanessa was sure had experimented — it was enough to make the teen end the relationship. “This shit is just nasty,” she said snobbishly.

As she did, her older sister Jennifer crept silently up behind her. She was dressed in tight jeans and her tight t-shirt that said “Sorry boys, I lick pussy”. She had many more on order but for now this would be her favorite. Her eyeliner was dark and her hair down and wild looking. She slid her hands along Vanessa’s waist in a way that family would never normally touch. “Like what you see, little sister?”

Vanessa jumped back, pushing her sister’s hands away. “What the fuck, Jen? You scared me!” She stepped back, startled and annoyed with her sister. Gesturing to the room she snapped, “What is all this shit? What the hell are you wearing? I thought you straight? What happened to your boyfriend? And being ‘strictly dickly’? Isn’t that what you used to say?”

Jen smiled, “Let’s just say I changed my mind.” Jen stepped closer and Vanessa stepped back again and pivoted to where she was up against the wall. Her big sister came closer, putting her hands on her waist and moving them up toward her breasts.

Vanessa was no longer disgusted but fearful, “What are you doing? I’m your sister!”

“I know. I just can’t help it. The idea of fucking a girl gets me so hot now. And the idea of fucking my little sister makes me even hotter!”

“Wait! Don’t!”

Jen manhandled her sister, groping her and kissing her neck and her mouth. Vanessa tried to push her older sister away but she was much taller and stronger. Jennifer grabbed her by the hands and held them over her head, pinning her wrists up. It was as if she was possessed with superhuman strength, locking her arms above her. Using her free hand, Jennifer reached into Vanessa’s panties and fingered her clit. She felt moistness between her soft folds and groaned, “You have a nice wet little cunt, sis. I can’t wait to taste it.”

“No! This is incest! I don’t even like girls!” Vanessa cried. What was strange was her body reacting the way it did. Her vagina was wet, but she didn’t know why. She certainly wasn’t enjoying this attack. Vanessa pushed her body against her big sister’s to get away, but it was no use. The girl held her fast against the wall. All she managed to do was get closer to Jen so that their bodies were writhing against each other. One attempting to get away, one preventing that.

Jen kept rubbing her sister’s pussy and then slipped her fingers into her hole. Damn it was tight! Two digits shoved their way in and soon görükle escort Jennifer was finger-banging her little sister against her will. “That’s it, Vanessa. Come on… Cum for your big sis!”

Vanessa felt the penetration of her sister’s fingers and the clever manipulation of Jen’s thumb against her clit. It felt so good, so amazing, which made the treachery all the more shocking. She wasn’t a lesbian and she certainly had no attraction to her own flesh and blood. Yet her own body was betraying her, shuddering in pleasure from the stimulation. Soon a short and powerful orgasm twisted its way through her gut. What humiliation bubbled up from within the younger sibling knowing sexual pleasure in such an involuntary way. Jennifer let go, panting lustfully like an animal, a crazed look in her eyes as she ogled her sister.

The nineteen year old took the opportunity to jump away and out of the door. “Don’t do that again ever! I don’t care what the fuck you do with your life but I am not a lesbian!” She stormed out of the room, guilt ridden and violated from the lesbian assault by her own sister.

Jennifer shouted after her sister, “You will be!!” The door slammed on the other side of the house and the older sister smiled evilly. She repeated, “You will be.”

****

Vanessa spent the rest of the day locked up in her room. Her sister left the house shortly after the attack, but Vanessa didn’t want to risk leaving the safety of her room. Around dinner time she finally chanced coming out to eat a quick dinner and take a shower. She washed her crotch over and over, trying to strip away the filthy memory from her private parts. Vanessa kept listening for Jennifer, afraid she might come back. Every call she placed to her mom went unanswered. She couldn’t talk to her friends. She couldn’t call the police. The teenager spent the hours crying in her room, trying to understand what had happened.

Eventually she put on her mp3 player and tried to distract herself with some music, napping here and there. Vanessa’s dreams were short and frightening, filled with images of her older sister grabbing her. Worse still Vanessa woke up feeling aroused which confused her even more. Tears flowed and she did her best not to fall asleep. There was something else, something quiet and unnerving beneath her waking thoughts and sleeping visions.

…Sexy…

…Hot…

…Dirty…

It was a sound- no, a voice? Vanessa turned up the music and closed her eyes.

Unbeknownst to Vanessa, Jennifer and Dallas parked on the sidewalk and snuck into the house. They both spoke in low voices in the darkened hallway, mother and daughter both holding the statue and caressing it with their fingertips. Dallas look mesmerized, just the way her oldest daughter wanted her.

Jennifer, confident that the idol’s influence was complete, commanded her mother to action, “Do it, mommy. Go to her. You know you want to.”

****

Vanessa was lying in bed alone, reading a book and feeling sullen when there was a rap on the door. She jumped at the sound, the fears of her sister’s forced lesbian act all coming back to her. She exhaled in relief when her mother’s voice came through the door, “Honey, it’s me. Can I come in?”

“Yeah, hold on a sec,” Vanessa answered. She hopped off the bed, unlocked her door, and retreated back to her mattress as her mother entered.

Dallas walked in wearing a fluffy terrycloth robe with something wooden protruding from the pocket. Her maternal instincts were not masked despite the idol’s corruption as she noticed her daughter’s upset face, “Vanessa, what’s wrong?”

“Mom, where have you been all day. I tried calling your cell but you didn’t answer.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. I was out shopping all day. What’s wrong?” she repeated.

All day Vanessa had rehearsed how she was going to bring up what happened with Jennifer. But now that her mother was face to face with her she had no idea what to say. How do you tell your mom that your sister sexually assaulted you? “Nothing,” is all that she managed to let loose. “It’s just been a terrible day.”

“Didn’t you have a date tonight?”

“Yeah, I just couldn’t go on it. Jennifer and I had a fight this morning. Kinda anyways.”

“What were you and your sister fighting about?” Dallas knew — she knew every last detail. Jennifer had come to meet her for lunch with the idol in hand. Her daughter handed it to her and confessed the last few days’ events. While the two sat in her SUV parked in the multilevel garage near her job, Jennifer related what had happened in every terrible detail, including the finger fucking she gave Vanessa. Dallas was mortified, eskort bayan but when she tried to jump out of the SUV to get some air she found her hand practically glued to the idol that now kept her fixed to her seat. Her daughter then proceeded to finger her mother right there in the parking lot, making her orgasm to every detail about the lesbian attack she perpetrated on poor Vanessa. It was terrifying… It was stimulating… It was perverse… It was sexy… And now here she was doing the bidding of the voice in her head. Dallas was told to play ignorant and so she would do so, for now.

“Nothing I want to talk about. It’s just that Jennifer is acting really weird lately. Haven’t you noticed?” If Vanessa thought that her mom was involved, she certainly didn’t show it.

“Yes, I did. For the last couple of days. I think it has something to do with this-“. Dallas pulled the Idol of Lesbos out and showed it to her daughter.

Vanessa cocked her head, “That’s that statue she got the other day, right? Why would this make her act differently?”

“Here, hold it in your hands. It might make more sense.” Dallas was trembling slightly, the last scraps of her normal life fading as the idol wormed its way into her judgment.

Vanessa took it in her hand and immediately started to feel sexually aroused. Power flowed through the wooden statue as she gasped. The voice was in her head. It had been there all week long — she was sure of it. Quiet, in the background, subtle. It was the voice that told her she could be aroused at any woman’s touch, even the violent penetrative finger fucking her sister gave her earlier. Now the voice was screaming in her brain with no way to turn it off.

Pussy is all that matters.

Men no longer are important.

Sexual pleasure is everything.

Women are everything.

You are a slave to your desires.

Touch your pussy.

Masturbate now.

Despite the embarrassment of feeling so aroused in her mom’s presence, Vanessa struggled to create a coherent thought. She gripped the Idol tightly. Her hand slowly crept toward her panties as she started rubbing it. She was scared and tried to stop, but found resistance a worthless endeavor. “Mom! What’s happening to me?”

Dallas stood there, a smile creeping thinly over her lips. “The Idol is changing you, sweetheart.”

Vanessa shook her head and trying to push the thoughts out of her mind, but she failed. She continued to grip the idol and finger herself. She managed to gasp out a question she already knew the answer to, “Changing me into what?”

“Changing you into a lesbian, my beautiful daughter,” Dallas answered matter-of-factly. “Just like it changed your sister. And just like it changed me.”

“But I like boys! I don’t want to like girls. I- I- I can’t stop thinking about… About… Pussy…” Vanessa purred as she slipped her fingers into her wet hole, which just twelve hours ago was occupied by her sister’s violating fingers. Thousands of images bombarded her brain of women from every time and country, every age and race, all engaging in lesbian sex. The idol wanted her converted and it was working fast.

Dallas let the robe drop off her frame to reveal her black stockings, black boots, and a big black strap-on dildo. She climbed on the bed and began fondling her youngest daughter. Starting with kisses to her baby Vanessa’s neck, Dallas quickly felt the need to touch her everywhere, her hands roaming her stomach and hips and thighs and perky nipples.

Vanessa was shocked. None of the images in her mind were of her mother or her sister, but here she was allowing her mom to touch her while she masturbated uncontrollably. “Mom! What are you doing to me!?”

“I’m finishing what your sister started this morning. I’m going to make sure my sweet innocent daughter is a naughty… lesbian… whore.”

Dallas ripped Vanessa’s panties off and brought her mouth close to her beautiful trimmed bush. Pushing the teenager’s hands away, she flicked her tongue across her daughter’s clit and watched as Vanessa went crazy with pleasure. Soon Dallas was devouring the girl’s mound, tasting her juices and fingering her tight pussy simultaneously. Brought to the brink of orgasmic pleasure, Dallas pulled away from her daughter and climbed between her legs. The middle aged mother of two teased her daughter’s pussy with the strap-on, rubbing it along the mound and driving her nuts with desire. At just the right moment she plunged the phallus into her daughter’s deepness and buried the strap-on all the way up in her. Vanessa screamed in pleasure as her mother humped her.

Just then, Jennifer altıparmak escort walked in smiling, wearing her “I lick pussy” t-shirt and white thigh-high stockings with no panties. “Keep going, mom. Fuck my sister hard.”

The encouragement brought Dallas a new vigor in perversity. She stared into Vanessa’s eyes who lay beneath her, “Oh take it baby. Take mommy’s big strap-on.”

The kinky words only brought the taboo pleasure more emphasis and Vanessa wailed. Jen walked to side of bed and got face-to-face with her sister. Her mom continued to slide her strap-on in and out of her daughter’s pussy. “You like that little sis? How does it feel having mom fuck you like that?”

Vanessa shuddered, “Soooo good!”

“Do you want to fuck your boyfriend?”

“No!!”

“Can you even think about a man?”

“No!!”

“What do you want, little sister?”

“Girls!!”

Jennifer grabbed her sister’s hair and yanked it hard, “Are you going to be my lesbian slut now?”

“I’m your slut, sister! I want you so bad now!!”

“I thought lesbians were gross? Isn’t that what you said today?” Jennifer patronized.

“Oh I was wrong…” Vanessa crooned. “So wrong… I’m sorry, sis! I love it!”

Dallas flipped her daughter over with ease so that she rested on her knees. The strap-on dildo found its way back into the hungry cunt of her daughter as she pounded the nineteen year old without remorse. Jennifer climbed onto the bed and opened her legs wide, inviting the younger daughter’s oral pleasures. Crazed with lust, Vanessa dove into her older sister’s shaved pussy and licked it hungrily.

“That’s it, sis. Lick me. Lick your big sister’s pussy. Yeah you love it now don’t you bitch?” Jen was the very embodiment of the idol, reveling in the knowledge that her sister had crossed two taboo lines at her hands. One into lesbianism, the other into an incestuous act.

Vanessa orgasmed, screaming loudly, “I’m CUMMING, MOMMY!!”

The three women changed positions, with Dallas removing her strap-on and straddling Vanessa’s face. The youngest daughter opened her legs wide while she licked her mother’s slit, an act that just begged for Jennifer to grab the strap-on and put it on.

“That’s it. Lick mommy’s pussy,” Dallas cried. “It feels soo good…. Soo bad… My own daughter’s tongue up inside me!”

Jennifer fully adorned the strap-on and started fucking her sister while her mother ground her pussy all over her Vanessa’s mouth.

“I love fucking my sister’s little cunt.”

Dallas’s clit was throbbing as she looked down and watched one daughter slam that black toy in and and out of the other. The wicked act sent a shockwave through her that was more a convulsion than an orgasm. It was too much to bear additional stimulation to her clit so Dallas climbed off her daughter’s face and lay down next to Vanessa. It was so sexy watching the daughters she raised engaged in such a lustful lesbian act. It wasn’t long before her own fingers were plunging in and out of her box, encouraging them to continue. “Fuck your sister, Jen! Shove that big black cock in her! Stretch her out. Ruin her so the boys can never satisfy her.”

Jennifer responded, “Oh I am, mom! I’m going to fuck her every day. And every night. She’s going to be my little queer girl from now on. My SISTER slave. My little INCESTUOUS whore.”

Vanessa was beyond the normal realms of pleasure. Supernatural powers were bringing her to a place where every wicked act that could be performed on her by her mother and sister were delicious and desirous. “I’m gonna cum again! I’m gonna cum! More!”

“Tell me what you are, little sister. What do you want to be?”

“I’m a queer girl! I’m a queer girl! I’m your whore, sister! FUCK! CUMMING!!”

Jennifer didn’t bother to slow down. The post-coital shock of being penetrated made even the idol-influenced act one that Vanessa had to rest from. She pushed at her sister’s body, desperately trying to get her to stop. Only after Jennifer was satisfied with her cruel thrusts did she end the act, however. The strap-on came off and the two daughters climbed between their mom’s legs and licked her, swapping tongues and deep kisses in between.

“Such naughty incestuous daughters I have….” Their mother groaned. “Kiss your sister nice and deep.”

Watching them flick their tongues in each other’s mouths was so utterly nasty. French kissing daughters poised right above her crotch. She needed them… “Now lick your mother’s cunt! Make mommy cum!”

It did not take long for them to comply with their mother’s wishes. Their cheeks and lips slick with her juice, Dallas came once more before the night was through. When they were done, they all collapsed in a heap of lesbian flesh. Fondling each other and the Idol simultaneously. Each one of them whispered with a satisfied voice.

“No more boys. Only girls.”

The idol was nowhere close to finished with the family, however.

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Babes

Now that I had a taste for it I wanted more.

Charles made me retell my version of our toilet block adventure for him. My sissy clit twitched appreciatively when Charles sent me this, “Princess it was sensationally erotic to see you on your knees in that squalid place wearing those pretty panties for your Master. Now Princess twice you have proven to your Master that you are willing to perform for Him. THREE times’ a charm Princess.”

My knees went weak as a rush of ecstasy swept through my body. If I hadn’t been sitting I would have fallen down. “THREE times’ a charm…” I whispered giddy with anticipation. The memory of Charles’ cock spurting jets of hot cum over my face made me swoon with gurlie boi glee.

In a daze of over stimulation I responded, “Please Sir, make Your Princess charming!”

Charles responded promptly. The tone of his no nonsense email was curt and demanding, “Princess, you will be at this location. Wearing this. Tomorrow!” The email contained two attachments, one a map with an address and instructions, the other an image with a link to a website. The location was intriguing, the image spell binding.

Ignoring the map I immediately went to the indicated web page to read enthralled, soaking up every detail of “Palace Alice”. Alice in Wonderland, Charles wanted me to be his Alice in Wonderland Princess. I sat spellbound staring dreamy eyed at the image of a young woman wearing the briefest of costumes. The photo radiated innocence and sex. Before long my mind had superimposed my face over the young woman’s and my sissy clit tingled knowingly.

Charles wanted me tomorrow so there would be no opportunity to order the costume anonymously over the net. I would have to go to the local store address listed. Staring mesmerized at the photo I convinced myself I could do it and went to get dressed.

Without thinking to far ahead I bathed and donned my most average looking street clothes over a pair of comfortable cotton panties with lovely pink ruffled edging. I hesitated before re-inserting my anal plug but was becoming used to the way it made me walk. Dreamily I couldn’t see why it would be an issue.

Smiling knowingly, I had to restrain myself from skipping down the street. My heart skipped a beat when I discovered the store front tucked away amongst a row of cluttered shop fronts. Trembling with gurlie anticipation I waltzed in from the bright sunlight into the stores gloom. The inky gloom gave the shop an aura of mystery that sent a flash of awareness through my heightened senses, I was about to become a real Princess for Charles.

“Can I help you?” the young woman’s voice startled me and I gasped dramatically. She giggled in response waiting with wide smiling eyes for my reply.

“Er no no,” I mumbled adding lamely, “Just looking.”

“Okay,” she chirped, “Call if you need anything.” I watched dumbly as she slipped effortlessly away through the cluttered aisles.

Taking a deep breath I started to shyly seek out the costume from the web page. There didn’t appear to be any rhyme nor reason to the shops layout and I found myself wandering about confused. Just as I was about to shriek with exasperation a female voice interrupted, “Not easy to find things in here,” it reasoned calmly.

Turning abruptly I found myself face to face with an older woman. She held my gaze waiting for me to answer. “Ah no,” I croaked trying to shake off my building frustration.

“Are you looking for anything in particular sir?” she inquired politely.

Her voice soothed me but I was far too nervous to admit the object of my search to her. She watched me serenely as I struggled for the right words eventually reaching out and gently tugging the slip of paper from my hand. I held my breath as she unfolded the page holding it up to the light to see better.

“Ah yes,” she murmured quietly, “Palace Alice, very popular choice sir.” She turned her gaze upon me once more and I felt myself melting before her eyes unsure whether to be excited or deeply ashamed.

This woman sensed my confusion and smiled warmly before whispering with a conspiratorial manner, “Is this for you sir?” And when I gasped she added mischievously, “Or for some one else?”

Flustered, “I, I, I,” was all I could manage as the kind lady slipped her hand beneath my arm and gently directed me towards the far arap porno side of the shop. I licked my lips and swallowed hard when she stopped me before a mannequin dressed in the costume I was seeking.

“I think you will find this is what you are looking for sir,” she announced far too loudly, reaching out to rearrange the hem. The mannequin was a blonde with little in the way of breasts that still strained against the thin material of the costume. I blanched at ever having thought that I could wear such an item. My matronly assistant seemed to grasp my reticence and whispered knowingly in my ear, “Don’t worry so sir, we have fit plenty young men into this outfit.”

I dared to look to see if she was for real or teasing me. She held my look nonchalantly, her face a neutral mask. Looking away for inspiration and the will to admit the costume was for me I started slightly when she called out, “Geraldine darling get me one of these in a ten will you please.”

Not knowing where to look I took a long shuddering breath when her fingers slipped about my arm and with a firm grip directed me towards a curtain at the back of the shop. “Please step in here sir,” she cajoled me sweeping aside the curtain and propelling me inside. It was a large well lit space for a shop change room with one chair, a clothes horse and several mirrors.

As she pulled the curtain closed the kind lady poked her head back inside to announce, “I’ll just see what is keeping that Geraldine.”

Flummoxed I didn’t know what to do with myself. Dithering between removing my clothes and fleeing from the shop I was jolted out of my reverie by an arm thrust between the curtains holding a “Palace Alice” costume. “Here you are sir,” the woman sang out from the other side whilst waving the garment to get my attention.

Hesitantly I accepted the costume winching when she sang out again, “Will you be requiring any assistance sir?”

“Uhm, no no,” I managed to stutter embarrassed.

“Just call if you need me then,” she answered assuredly, “those things can be difficult to get on the first time.”

To the sound of her heels clicking away I turned towards the nearest mirror and held the costume before me. Thinking of pleasing Charles I took a deep shuddering breath and set the costume delicately down on the chair. With a quick check to make sure the curtain was closed properly I set about disrobing.

Just as I was stepping out of pants the woman’s arm thrust through the curtain startling so much that I shrieked. The arm was holding out a white petticoat and the woman was saying something about it not being part of the package as I struggled to get my trousers back on.

As I pulled them up to my hips the woman’s head suddenly appeared and in a concerned voice inquired, “Is everything alright sir?” She asked it innocently but I flushed a deep red turning abruptly away so that she wouldn’t see that I was wearing panties.

“Yes yes,” I squeaked obviously flustered and becoming some what distraught.

“There there now sir,” she murmured quietly slipping through the curtain and into the room. I held my hands up comically in an act of modesty that brought a small smile to her lips and a glitter of amusement to her eyes. “Now really sir,” she assured me, “no need for all that. We really do fit plenty of young men like yourself into these costumes.”

I stared at her shocked and dumbfounded as she advanced on me to gently but firmly take my wrists and move my arms to my sides. My head sagged forlornly as the woman took control.

I didn’t even dare to move when she pulled open my trousers before squatting on her haunches dragging my pants to the floor. I felt my entire body flush red as my cotton panties came into view and was stunned when she appeared to ignore them altogether. “Come now sir,” she prompted from her heels, “step out of these for me.”

In a state of awed confusion I did as she requested. She expertly drew my trousers off, folding them as she rose. She stopped half way to stare pointedly at the wedge the cleft of sissy clit made at the front of my panties. Tilting her head to one side she acknowledged matter-of-factly, “Aren’t those pretty sir.”

With practiced efficiency she removed the costume from its hanger as I gawked in stupefaction at her off handed manner. As I gaped she bedava porno detached the corset and held it out for me to step into. “Better to pull these things up than the struggle getting them over your head sir,” she advised knowingly.

Trembling slightly I stepped uncertainly into the bodice allowing her to pull it up into place. It was a tight fit but she assured me that it was better to be tight than loose. I nodded my head dumbly in agreement as she moved behind me to begin the task of lacing the corset up.

“Deep breath sir,” she sang out pulling on the laces tightly, “now exhale.” As I exhaled she tightened the laces more the corset pulling in snugly about my waist. “Hold it sir,” she cautioned as she deftly knotted the laces encasing my torso in boned satin.

It was so difficult to breath I was forced to pant. Ignoring my discomfort the lady retrieved the skirt and once more slipped onto her haunches to hold it open for me to step into. With expertise she pulled the skirt up into place deftly zipping the garment up after arranging it into its proper position.

She was humming quietly to herself as I watched my transformation in the mirrors. Like an automaton I stepped into the puffy petticoat when she held it open for me. I stared transfixed as she fluffed out the edging after pulling it into place. Stepping back she beamed with delight telling me, “Oh sir that looks wonderful.” With a more formal tone she added, “The petticoat is a must sir but it isn’t included with the costume.”

In the mirrors I could see myself from all angles. I stared captivated, enthralled. I barely noticed as the sales lady slipped out through the curtain. Stepping up onto my toes I performed a hesitant twirl gasping at the flash of knickers that showed when the skirt and petticoat flared out. Still finding it difficult to breath I watched myself bend at the waist and nearly swooned at the sight of my pantied bottom framed in the lush lace of the petticoat.

The sales lady returned to find me posing like that. She chuckled kindly when I yelped stumbling as I righted myself. “You look lovely sir,” she assured me while holding our a pair of white lace ruffled panty shorts, “may I suggest these to complete the ensemble?”

She nodded her head encouragingly as I reached out tentatively to brush my fingers over the luscious material. Melting into her calm eyes I murmured dreamily, “Oh yes please.”

As I panted and trembled with desire this lovely woman knelt before me and lifted the front of my petticoat and skirt. Gently she slipped her finger nails beneath the waist of my panties and pulled them down, holding them for me to step out of. With professional ease she folded them and set them aside before holding the ruffled shorts open for me to step into.

I quivered as she slowly slipped the luxurious panties up my legs, the material dragging seductively over my bare flesh. I couldn’t stop my gasp of surprise when this woman delicately folded my sissy clit back into place between my legs before slipping the panty up over my bum. I stood stalk still as she adjusted the lacy shorts terrified that she would inadvertently discover my other secret.

Just then the curtain was flung open exposing me to the entire shop. I stood stunned, frozen to the spot as the sales clerk Geraldine stood there holding out some merchandise smiling as nothing was amiss. “Really Geraldine,” hissed the sales lady briskly rising and taking the proffered items from the silly girl before firmly pushing her back into the store with a, “you must learn to be more discrete!”

She turned and gave me a very contrite look, stating wearily, “it is so difficult to get good help these days sir.”

With out wondering if that was an acceptable explanation for me she promptly resumed her position before me while removing a shoe from its packaging. “Lift,” she commanded tapping my foot lightly, still dazed from Geraldine’s visit I dutifully lifted the indicated foot so she could slip a black woman’s style high heeled shoe onto my foot. Forced to stand awkwardly on the one heal and my other tip toe I could only stare mystified as she pulled on what I was soon to learn was a shoe cover and lace it into place.

Trance like, I lifted my other foot for the same treatment then tottered before her from the unfamiliar cüce porno height. A long “aaaaahh,” escaped my lips as she allowed her nails to lightly rake my calves as she rose and stood before me. I was gasping and swaying slightly as she smirked with knowing delight at the effect she was having on me.

Holding my eye she blindly adjusted this and that of the costume allowing her hands to travel possessively over my body and beneath the skirt. When her fingers grazed across my bottom I tossed my head dramatically groaning with passion.

“You make a very fine Alice sir,” she murmured exuding secret knowledge on the subject as her nails dug suggestively into my lace covered bottom.

She watched me closely for the effect her words would have. I flushed slightly beneath her scrutiny and murmured a quiet, “Thank you Miss,” back.

Her smile turned wicked as her fingers slipped between my bottom cheeks to rest knowingly over my friend. She chuckled throatily as a couple of well placed pulses from her finger tips top my friend had me dancing before her.

“Oh yes sweety,” she purred, “you make a very wonderful Alice indeed.”

With out further comment she reached for a blonde wig in a bob style. “Kneel for me please,” she instructed me, tapping her toe as she waited for me to comply.

Dutifully I sank to my knees before her and allowed her to fit the wig to my head. Next she placed the matching bow head piece on before stepping back to admire her work.

“Very nice,” she exclaimed happily offering her hands to help me stand. “Yes yes, just the right touch to complete the look. You look divine,” the sales lady declared very pleased with her efforts.

I hardly recognised the reflection in the mirror even though I knew it was me. The heels streamlined my legs making them look sensational from my ankles to my bare thighs disappearing into a fluff of lacy petticoat. The petticoat and skirt flared out provocatively from where the tightly laced corset drew my waist in. It looked sensational and left fabulous.

Caught up in the fantasy of the moment I attempted a twirl which ended up with the sales lady saving me from crashing to the floor. With little effort the woman righted me until a swayed only slightly precariously on the heels. Steadying me with a firm hand she suggested that I take my time and get used to the new height.

“Oh thank you,” I gurgled shocked at how far down now seemed, “thank you for everything.” I gushed so very relieved that she had made the entire experience so wonderfully easy.

“Oh you are so welcome sweety,” beamed at me, “now take as long as you wish to climatise. Call if you need anything and I will see you outside. Now I have something I must attend to.” She added archly and swept out through the curtains.

As I carefully moved to check out my costume from every possible angle I heard “Geraldine,” screeched loudly outside in the shop. Turning to listen it was followed by a curt angry order of, “Come with me now!” A squeak of fear and perhaps pain was followed by a slamming door then deafening silence.

A trembling shiver rippled down my spine as I realised Geraldine was probably in a lot of trouble. Listening intently I could hear no more. I struggled to remove much of the unfamiliar costume even after stumbling to the floor. Once everything had been removed and I was in my own clothing I slipped out of the change room into the gloomy shop. The sales lady was behind the counter humming quietly to herself ignoring me as I approached.

With a deep long drawn breath that fluttered her eyelids she turned and smiled serenely at me. “Well sir,” she breathed passionately to me, “what is your pleasure?”

Slightly perplexed by her manner and the far away look in her eye I stuttered confused, “I wish to purchase the costume Miss.”

With another long breath and a heavy sigh she conceded, “Yes sir, of course.” Wistfully the woman then reached beneath the counter and fumbling under her skirt she unceremoniously hauled her clerk Geraldine up from there. Holding the fear shocked teary eyed girl by the ear she hissed, “Get the costume for this gentleman you silly brat.” And with a vicious twist sent her spinning on her way.

Geraldine winced and scurried away to comply. As she left I saw that her skirt was raised at the back and even in the gloom of the shop I could see that her panties were about her thighs. Her exposed bottom was crisscrossed with angry red welts. I felt a pang of compassion for the poor girl as she shuffled away to complete her task.

Nonplussed the sales lady asked me languidly, “Will that be cash or charge.”

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James , Jasmine Ch. 03

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Wednesday – Paris

James awoke with a smile on his face. He was in Paris, things were going well with Caresse, and he was finding himself totally enthralled by the young lady sleeping across the hall. And the day ahead was surely going to be a full and most interesting one. He bounded out of bed and was showered, shaved and dressed in no time. He took his laptop and headed downstairs to have a coffee in the dining room, awaiting Jasmine’s arrival.

She came down shortly after he did and his eyes scanned the length of her beautiful frame. She was dressed in a stylish spring dress – the thin orange and yellow fabric hugging her lower torso, but flaring out in a flouncy tightly pleated skirt around her long lean legs. James couldn’t help but notice the tight seductive bounce of her bust line as she strode towards him, her long tresses flowing over her square shoulder. He was amazed every time he saw her – such stately elegance and beauty wrapped up in one lithe package. Yet, despite her wholesome good looks, there was a naughty young lady underneath, as he was slowly discovering – day by day – to his delight.

“Good morning, kind sir,” she greeted with a broad smile, her pearly whites framed by lovely lush lips. It was hard to believe that this gorgeous young lady was the same person he’d been stroking to orgasm only a few hours earlier. James loved the dichotomy and returned her smile.

“Bon jour, Jasmine,” he replied, pronouncing her name as the French did, with the accent on the second syllable.

“So, we have a busy day today, don’t we? Tell me all about it…boss,” she said with relish in her sweet soft voice. She ordered breakfast and coffee and focused in on his agenda for the day. Neither of them alluded to the incredible night they had just shared, preferring to think toward the wonderful day, and night, that lay ahead.

“Well, we’re off to Caresse to finalize plans and our contract extension. I think we’re good on both accounts and it should be a pleasant day of planning their next moves. I may focus on the contractual arrangements; you may need to deal with some of the design issues. I’m sure they’ll seek out your opinions on the fonts, styles and colors that might be most appropriate for the American market.”

Jasmine smiled as she sipped her coffee and James found his eyes traveling down to gaze into the dark supple cleavage that was subtly exposed, but almost begging to be noticed. He didn’t want to appear to be leering, even though he was, and his eyes returned to hers as he continued. She smiled knowingly.

“We’ll actually have the afternoon free, I think, so we’ll have to decide how to spend our time for a few hours. We could sight-see…or spend some time together back here at the hotel,” he added with a glint in his eye. Jasmine remained silent and just gave him that sweet smile that made him melt each time he was witness to it.

“We’ve been invited to dinner with the Caresse staff later tonight – not until 8 or so. Then there was talk of everybody going dancing at a nearby club. So we’ll play it by ear as the evening goes. I do know we don’t want to be out too late as we have an early train tomorrow morning. But we’ll have to spend an appropriate amount of time with our hosts – so clubbing later tonight is definitely on the agenda.

“Oh, good,” Jasmine said. “I love to dance. That will be so much fun!”

“That’s the rough outline of our Mecredi,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I’m sure we’ll find some time – I hope we will, anyway – to spend on our own. I look forward to that. Last night was incredible,” he added, finally broaching the subject they’d both avoided.

“Oh, James. It was. I hope you were able to take care of your, um, condition,” she laughed.

“Actually, believe it or not, I did not. I was tired and decided to hold off and enjoy today, or tonight, even more.”

“Oh no,” she said with concern. “Well then, we’ll have to pay extra special attention to you later. Speaking of, who makes the rules tonight?” she asked with a devilish undertone to her question.

“I suggest we make the rules together. But I do have a suggestion. I think once we leave Paris, there will be no rules – all systems will be go,” he said jokingly. “But my suggestion for later today is that we focus on explorations of,” he paused, “an oral nature.” He smiled at his use of words.

“Oh my. Sounds so formal – like a science experiment,” she said, as she put her cup down in the saucer. “But I must say I’m really enjoying our long slow seduction, James, and I’m happy to make it one more step before we leave Paris. I like your idea. A lot.” They looked at one another deeply. “And, to tell you the truth,” Jasmine added in a whisper, “I can’t wait to have you in my mouth, James.” James hadn’t expected such a forthright comment, but he should be getting to know this about Jasmine by now. She could be very blunt and to the point. He liked that.

“And I could say the same, young lady. I can’t wait to taste you, to lick you, to drink you in,” he added in the same low tone. He realized, as he said it, that they better masaj porno back off before they lost themselves and didn’t get to their meeting at all. He cleared his throat, sat up straight and Jasmine did the same.

“Glad we got that settled,” she said with a giggle. They finished breakfast, grabbed their briefcases and headed out to the car waiting for them, once again, under the porte cochere of their hotel.

They entered the Caresse offices a short time later and were shown right into Pierre’s office. He greeted them warmly and James could already sense a growing connection between Pierre and Jasmine. She seemed to light up as Pierre kissed her gently on each cheek and smile at his deadly good looks. James let his mind wander to what might lay in store for them in St. Tropez when they would visit Pierre and Nicole in a few days. He just as quickly realized he shouldn’t let himself daydream at this critical moment. He ear-marked those thoughts for later, regained his composure and got his business game face back on.

The day went smoothly and James and Jasmine found themselves mostly on separate tracks. James spent the next few hours dealing with the contractual side of things. And, interestingly, it was Nicole who handled the financial dealings. Pierre, as it turned out, was much more involved with the artistic and design side of the business, so he and Jasmine headed down the hall to meet with the graphic designers, photographer and models.

Jasmine was thrilled to have a little one on one time with Pierre and knew James would feel the same way about spending time with Nicole. As she entered the studio she was shocked to see several of her own photo boards leaning against the wall.

The assembled group studied and discussed styles and colors as two models jumped in and out of various lingerie combinations, not bothering to worry about privacy. Both of them were stunningly beautiful, but one of them really caught Jasmine’s eye. She looked to be in her early twenties; a tall, slender, but buxom, blond who looked to be of European descent. Her lush body was flawless and she seemed to notice Jasmine eyeing her, as she smiled back to acknowledge the attention. What really struck Jasmine was her skin; it appeared almost translucent. She could only imagine how smooth it must feel to the touch. She also had deep beautiful blue eyes that seemed full of promise.

Given that the photographs in the ads would be in black and white, the approach had a bearing on the selection of the garments to be used. Solid blacks and whites, or combinations of both, seemed to make the most sense. They spent time looking at various combinations and were making significant headway when Pierre went off to the other side of the room to take a phone call. Jasmine suddenly found herself seated next to the model that had caught her attention.

“Hi,” she said in an accent that Jasmine immediately pegged as Eastern European or Russian. “My name is Sophie,” she said with an extended hand. Jasmine took her hand and felt her strong warm grip.

“Jasmine,” she replied. “My pleasure.”

“Your photographs are beautiful, Jasmine,” she said, immediately opening up to her new friend. “You have modeled before?” she inquired.

“Um, actually…no. I, well, I had to step in when the model we were supposed to shoot didn’t show up. It was a last minute thing.” Sophie seemed to be taken aback and reacted like she was in disbelief.

“Well, you look as good as anyone I’ve ever seen in this lingerie, I must say.” She paused briefly before continuing. “Are you here with James?”

“Yes,” Jasmine replied. “Do you know him?” she asked with a quizzical expression.

“Well, we were introduced at dinner last time he was here. He’s a very interesting man, I must say. Very sexy,” she added softly with a conspiratorial grin. “But he was all business on that trip. I couldn’t even get him up on the dance floor,” she said with a laugh.

Jasmine began to put it all together as she recalled James mentioning how their hosts had sat him down at dinner next to a lovely model. She even further admired his fortitude now that she was seeing the very model James had been paired up with. She was a lovely female specimen and surely worthy of any lingerie that Caresse might care to share with the world. Jasmine could not stop looking at the taut smooth curves of her exquisite body and the glowing radiance of her beautiful face.

“I hope you’re having more fun,” Sophie said, with a bit of prurient curiosity showing in her innocent comment. Jasmine could feel Sophie’s eyes taking her in while they talked and she was feeling drawn to this lovely exotic woman.

“Well, actually, we’re having a wonderful time. As you might have heard, his partner was injured and, so, he invited me to fill in for Paul.”

“Well, wise choice, I would say. Maybe I’ll see you later tonight at dinner,” she said with a smile that seemed to say much more.

Just then Pierre returned and they got on with the work to be done. The rest of the afternoon flew by and soon öğretmen porno Jasmine and James reconnected in Nicole’s office. Plans were laid out for the coming weeks – including a return trip to Paris in a couple months – and James and Jasmine gathered up their things to depart.

They finalized arrangements for later in the evening and Pierre wrote out instructions for their visit in a few days to St. Tropez. Several times she caught Pierre’s eye and felt his gaze capture her attention. His sparkling eyes seemed to look straight into her soul. They departed with friendly two cheek kisses and subtle touches. James felt on top of the world as they left the offices and headed back downstairs – with much to still look forward to as the day unfolded.

They wended their way back to the hotel around two and made plans before separating. James needed to tend to some communications back in his room and Jasmine was interested in using the gym. They decided Jasmine would come to his room around 4:30 and they would see where things led; still having time to enjoy themselves and get to dinner with time to spare. They parted ways with a gentle hug that did little to telegraph their true connection.

James returned to his room, made a few phone calls, answered some important emails and then took a short nap before hopping in the shower. At precisely 4:30 he heard a soft knock at his door.

He opened the door and gawked at the vision of loveliness leaning against his door jamb. She was wearing a short and very revealing silver silk slip and impossibly high heels, barely covered by a black satin robe. Her hair was up in a very casual way and exposed the huge hoop earrings dangling from her earlobes. She had on just enough make-up to highlight her intoxicating eyes and luscious lips.

“I’m glad you answered quickly, James. I didn’t want to be caught standing out in the hall like this in the middle of the afternoon,” she said as she sauntered into the room with a confident air. James just stared. “I wasn’t sure what the dress code was for this get-together, so I just threw something on,” she joked. She let the robe fall from her shoulders and onto the floor in a small satin heap as she turned to look at James head on.

“I’m going to bet that Missy had a hand in this selection,” he suggested as he ogled the way the expensive satin lay across her sexy body. Her legs looked so smooth and lengthened by the heels; her ass pert and perfect.

“Yes, she did. Good observation, James. The only thing I couldn’t decide on was whether to wear panties or not,” she added as she spun for James’s approval.

“And what did you decide?” James queried.

“I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out,” she answered with a mischievous grin. Knowing her flair for the dramatic, he was wagering she had on something tiny and sexy – one more miniscule layer to remove.

James poured them both a glass of red wine and they toasted the late Parisian afternoon and the adventure about to unfold. She seemed to be enjoying walking back and forth in her heels and skimpy garb, so James settled back on the bed to enjoy the show. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back on his elbows, spread his legs, and took a sip of wine as he gazed in awe at the lovely woman striding and swaying before him.

“Mmm, walk back and forth for me, Jasmine. Let me look at you.” He watched keenly as she smiled and showed off for her lover. “God, you’re beautiful,” he seethed.

“Mmm. Thank you, James. So you like what you see?” she asked impertinently as she strutted her amazing body across the length of James’s room once again; her soft tits bouncing seductively and her lovely ass twitching tightly under the sheer short garment. She smiled knowingly at James as he ogled her form; her own arousal surging at the sexual power she was exerting at that moment.

“God, I want you,” James murmured.

Jasmine smiled warmly as she slowly approached him. She put her glass down on the bureau, placed her hands high on his thighs and leaned in to whisper in his ear, her lovely floral scent scrambling his senses. “Then you shall have me,” she whispered breathlessly in his ear.

She stood back up, grabbed a pillow and threw it down between his feet. She locked in James’s gaze before reaching across to slide the left strap of her slip, and then the right, off of her slender shoulders. She lowered the bodice of her slip, inch by inch; the fullness of the upper slopes of her breasts straining for release. She hissed with delight as her distended pink nipples emerged, rock hard and tipped toward the sky. With a flourish, she then reached down and pulled the slip up and over her head, her tits jiggling seductively with the movement. Her picture perfect breasts were now on full display, defying gravity. James could also now see that she was, as he’d suspected, wearing the tiniest of thongs, silver to match her now discarded slip.

She leaned forward to place her hands on his thighs again as she bent over to kneel down. Her soft natural breasts hung and swayed oral porno like full fleshy pendulums from her slender torso. James couldn’t speak; he just watched as she knelt between his legs and slowly slid her hands up along the tops of this thighs.

“You are wearing far too many clothes, James. It’s unfair,” she teased in a little girl voice. The growing bulge in his slacks gave testament to his gathering arousal. Jasmine circumvented his visible excitement and reached up to begin unbuckling his belt, after which she lightly grabbed his zipper and began to slide it down over James’s hardening mass. She grabbed his pants and boxers all in one grip and pulled down. His turgid cock lay full and lanky across his thigh as she exposed it. She threw his clothes aside and reached up to unbutton his shirt. James could have helped, but he was enjoying the feel of her full breasts rubbing against his dick, now growing and thickening by the moment. He finally assisted in pulling his shirt off and leaned back to enjoy the attention.

“Oh, James,” Jasmine whispered. “You have such a nice big cock,” she cooed, breathing on his now fully erect member as she spoke. She gently blew along his length from a few inches away, then made eye contact with him as her tongue emerged and she gently licked the bulbous head of his raging hard-on. She cradled the engorged tip of his cock with her tongue, sliding it back and forth across his frenulum as she stared into his needy eyes. James felt like he was watching one of those up-close point of view porn movies, except it was his cock being washed with his lover’s slick tongue. As Jasmine stared into his eyes, she opened her delicate mouth and gently enveloped the straining head of his cock. Her mouth was so warm, so wet, and so incredibly soft. Her technique was slow and deliberate, just the way James liked it.

The sight of this gorgeous woman looking up at him with her lips languidly locked around his rock hard penis – it was a sight he knew he would never get tired of. He watched intently, taking in every little detail: her slender manicured fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft, her other hand gently cupping and kneading his bulging ball sac, her cheeks hollowed from sucking, the little whimpering moans that made it sound like nothing had ever tasted better. But it was her deep green eyes that entranced him, each time she looked up to see him watching her; the tip of his hard dick firmly ensconced between her soft lips.

She pulled off and began to lick her way down James’s quivering shaft, lower and lower, the rivulets of her gorgeous mane tickling his inner thighs as she descended. He felt her swirling tongue lather his smoothly shaved balls and a groan erupted from some deep dark place in his core. Jasmine was moaning herself and the slurpy sound of her testicular explorations was a complete turn-on for both of them. She took each big ball in her mouth, one at a time, swirling her tongue around the circumference before letting it pop out of her mouth with a moan – first one, then the other. She returned his gaze with a fat ball in her mouth, then, letting go of his rigid shaft, she shook her head back and forth, causing his rock hard cock to shake back and forth like a meaty metronome. James stared in amazement as his cock rocked the opposite way from her twisting head. She stopped to swirl her tongue before disengaging.

“Mmm, your balls are so smooth, James. I love that you shave them. Makes them perfect for sucking,” she added as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed his left ball once again. James groaned.

“God, I love to have my balls sucked, baby.” She giggled with his testicle encased in her mouth and James felt it vibrate through his crotch. “Really gently.”

“Then so it shall be,” she said quickly, before re-engaging in her ball sucking exercise.

Jasmine let his nut pop out of her mouth with a flair, then flattened her tongue and began to again lick her way up the underside of James’s hardened root, one slender hand again cupping his glistening freshly shaved balls, while the other remained wrapped around the base of his rigid rod. The vision of Jasmine sucking his cock was almost too much for James to comprehend. He flashed back to meeting her that very first day when she was making a presentation. Now she was between his legs, sucking his dick – in Paris.

“God, that feels so good, Jasmine. Don’t stop,” he commanded.

“I wasn’t planning on it,” she said after letting his erection fall from his mouth for a second. “I’ve wanted to suck your cock since the moment we landed in Paris,” she added, before opening her mouth wide and descending three or four inches down James’s rock hard member. He groaned in appreciation – her technique was perfection – long, slow, warm and wet – and no teeth, all lips.

He knew most women took pride in their oral skills. Hell, everyone, man or woman, wants to feel that they excel in that department. But James often found that many younger women had watched too much porn and seemed to feel that they had to be aggressive and rough. He had always appreciated a woman who handled his cock with care; who acknowledged that its hardness sometimes belied its sensitivity. He much preferred a soft feathery touch, whether from his lover’s hand or mouth. And he’d always hated to feel the rough edges of a woman’s teeth. Jasmine seemed to know this intuitively.

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Jamie Goes From Boy To Man Ch. 07

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The people in this story all came out of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author. It is fiction, people. The people in the story do not exist. Hell, if the woman really did exist, I’d be in her bed living the good life, not sitting here in front of this stupid computer. I’m writing it for my own entertainment and I hope for your pleasure as well.

All the characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. There are no minors involved in acts of a sexual nature in my story..

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CHAPTER 07

( She sets her trap )

When I finally woke up. It was early Saturday morning. I looked down at the bed and gasped, “Oh my God, the mattress and bedding are totally soaked last night with our combined love juices. By now those juices had dried to a nasty looking scum that went through and through both the expensive mattress and the bed sheets. “They are ruined,” I said. I was really upset, at the idea that our carelessness had destroyed an expensive mattress and bedding.

Amber looked at me and laughed. “Don’t be silly,” she said, ” there is a pad between the bottom sheet and the mattress, it can all be washed in the washing machine. The bedding is due to be changed anyway, so there is no problem at all with this.”

“I guess you are right,” as I breathed a sigh of relief. “I guess they will be fine.

I slid in closer to Amber and gave her a loving kiss on her soft red lips.

“Mmmmmm good morning,” she said. “It is so nice to wake up in the morning and have a nice warm male body so close and at my disposal.” She grinned an evil grin, ” I love to fuck in the morning as well as at night to og course.

I cuddled in closer to her, and reaching up I caressed one of her big breasts.

She stretched out her body like a lazy cat laying in the warm sun.

I was beginning to get a morning hard-on, that only got bigger while I played with her breast. I teased the nipple with my finger tips, causing them to harden like little pebbles. At the same time they grew out about three quarters of an inch.

She playfully pushed my hand away and still smiling at me jumped out of bed.

“Get up lazy bones we can’t lay around the bed all day long, we have things to do.”

I looked up at her with sleepy eyes and asked her. “I don’t see why not.” I reach my hand up to cover my mouth while I had a sleepy yawn.

She looked down at me and with a motherly smile said, “Come on sleepy head, Mommy wants you to help make up the bed. It will likely be at the center of our activities all day,” she said with a wink and a promise.

I said to her, “I don’t see why we can’t just pull the bedding off the bed. I’m horny now mommy.” I grind and pulled the sheet aside so that she could see my fully erected cock.

“That my friend is called pee-pride,” she told me. “It will most likely not hold up while making love,” she said. “When you go into the toilet and pee it usually deflates right then and there.”

Reluctantly I finally got up and out of bed. I reached for my underwear.

Amber said, “leave them I’ll wash them for you baby, when I wash the bedding.”

“Well,” I said, What do I wear in the mean time?”

“There is a terrycloth robe in my closet,” she said. “You can put it on” she told me. “It is a hot pink color and the belt is missing but I enjoy a game of peek-a-boo. Especially when I’m peeking at a nice hard male body,” she winked.

I had to laugh at her antics. I never gave it a thought, just how stupid I was going to look wearing her hot pink bath robe.

She walked around to the other side of the bed. “Come on baby help mommy strip the bed down. Later we can strip each other down,” she smiled as she got clean linens out of the linen closet.

While she was selecting what clean sheets she wanted on the bed, I stripped the dirty sheet down and tossed them into the hamper.

‘Throw your clothes in with them honey’ she instructed me, “mommy will wash them too.”

“Thank you mommy,” I said while I tossed my underwear in with the sheets.

“That’s porno okay sweet heart,” she said. “Mommy wouldn’t want her baby to go around with smelly under pants.”

Then she brought of mid-night black satin sheets over and the two of us made up the bed.

“Now I think it is time for your breakfast, young man. Mommy wants you nice and strong, with lots of extra stamina and vitality,” Then as an after thought she giggled. “You are going to need all of that stamina before mommy is finish with you today.”

I looked at her a little puzzled, not to sure what she meant by that.

She told me to put on the robe and to follow her down stairs to the kitchen. Then she picked up the sheer robe from her negligee and slipping it on her shoulders turned and walked out of the bedroom door, heading down stairs to the kitchen.

I grabbed the robe out of her closet and soon followed her down stairs.

When I walked into through the kitchen door, Amber was wearing the sheer robe, that clearly showed off all of her charms and was already putting the frying pan on the burner.

“How do you like your eggs baby,” she asked me, just as I walked into the kitchen.

I was instantly turned on at the sight of her body in the robe. I just stood there with my mouth open not saying anything. I thought I must have looked like an idiot.

She looked at me with a sly smile on her lips. She was enjoying teasing me. She knew full well what she was doing to me and she was loving every second of it. “Well,” she asked?

I was like a deer caught in the headlights. I couldn’t even remember what she had asked me in the first place. “Ahhhhh well what?” I lamely asked.

“Your eggs silly. I just asked you. How do you like your eggs cooked?”

“Oh scrambled,” I said, “But it really does not matter. I like then done almost any style.”

“I only have bacon this morning, but if you like sausage I can get some for you at the grocery store the very next time I’m there.”

I smiles a delighted smile. The reason was that her statement implied that there would be a next time. Maybe many more next times.

I offered to help but she shooed me away to sit at the breakfast nook.

Right now mommy has breakfast all under control,” she told me.

I watched her move around the kitchen in that tantalizing robe. My mouth was still open so I took a napkin from the rack and held it to my mouth yes I think I was even drooling.

Unnoticed by me my robe had fallen open and I was sporting a very big hard-on, clearly exposed for her observation.

She took some dishes and coffee cups out of the cabinet and set out place settings for two. Then she came over and pored me a cup of coffee. When she did so she bent forward this caused the neck line of her sheer robe to drop down slightly exposing her beautiful breasts even more then they were exposed before.

When I reached up to touch her breasts, she pulled back with a teasing giggle. She was without mercy. Amber was having a great time mercilessly teasing, and taunting me at my expense.

Finally all the food was ready and she brought it to the breakfast nook and sat down opposite to me.

While we ate she made small talk but her words sounded like they can from the far side of a long tunnel. The words just went around and around in my head, none of it was bring picked up by my brain.

I was just sort of picking at my food and then I felt something strange. It started at the bottom of my inner leg the moved up to the inside of my thigh. Then it moved very slowly, inch by tantalizing inch up and around my crotch. When I looked down I saw a feminine foot with the red painted toenails playing with my cock. The erotic sensation was making me nuts. My entire body was like a live wire. My hips involuntarily moved back and forth with her toe action.

I looked up at her face but, Amber just continued with her pointless chatter like nothing was happening. Only thing that I did notice was the coy smile on her lips and her bedroom eyes gazing into my face. God the woman was hot.

My forehead was beginning to perspire and I was completely japon porno bewildered. I knew that if she didn’t stop and stop soon, I would surely blow my load of sticky while cream all over her clean kitchen floor.

My cock was getting harder and harder and Amber knew it. “Oh please mommy, if you don’t stop that wonderful foot action, I’ll blow my load all over your kitchen floor,”

I begged. “I just won’t be able to stop myself.”

Then suddenly she stopped her foot teasing and sat up. It was so strange. Her demeanor was like absolutely nothing was going on. We were both finished eating.

I could see she was turned on by her foot teasing herself. Her chest was rising and fall and she had a look of lust in her eyes as she looked strait into my eyes.

Finally she stood up and started carrying the breakfast dishes to the kitchen sink. Her back was to me while she was rinsing off the dishes and putting them into the dish washer.

I quietly stood up and walked up behind her. Once there I reached around her gorgeous body and cupped both her luscious breasts in my palms. Then kissed and nuzzled the back of her slender neck.

She slowly turned toward me, took me into her arms and kissed me passionately on my lips. Then she ground her hips into my groin. She moved her hips back and forth into my already erect cock. She gasped,”why don’t we both go back up stairs and get into the shower and wash all this stickiness off our bodies from last night.” Smiling a wicked grin she said, “I know some interesting water sports, we can play in the shower if you are game for it,” she teased with a sparkle, along a sort of promise look in her eyes.

Amber knew that she was taking a big chance that I may cut and run, from the water sport she had in mind. But if she could get me horny enough before she pushed for it, I may just be willing to do her bidding.

Not even stopping to wipe her wet hands, she grabbed me by the hand and practically dragged me up the stairs and into the master bathroom.

We shed our robes and then we both went into the shower room and she turned the water on. She adjusted the temperature so that it was warm and comfortable for the both of us.

Backing my naked body under the shower water she took the big sponge and handed it to me. “I’ll wash your back if you’ll wash mine,” she laughed. She handed me a bottle of soft-soap body wash with the sponge and waited, under the water spray turning her back to me.

She almost swooned like a teen age girl at the touch of my big strong hands on her body. I started around her shoulders soaping her up good and worked my way down the back to her heart shaped ass. There I lingered, washing out the crack with extra care.

“Oh yeah honey, clean out my ass real good. I love the feel of your hands on my body, but especially down there.” My hands worked gently, despite their obvious great strength.

Finally I moved on, washing the sensitive area between her ass crack and her cunt. Ignoring the sponge I used my finger tips on this area teasing and playing with her soft feminine body.

She sucked in a sharp breath when my hand barely touched the bottom of her vagina, sending a thrill through her already aroused body. I kept going down her soft inner thighs and then the rest of her beautiful smooth skinned legs until I reached her tiny feet, while I was on my hands and knees behind her, I bent and kissed the crack of her ass.

“Mmmmmmmmm!!!!” she purred, “That was nice, baby, I liked the feel of your lips on my bum.” She was fantasizing how fantastic it was going to be, when she talked me into probing inside her bum chute with my tongue. That was only one of the depraved acts that she intended to teach me. There would me a lot more activities what she wanted to get me to perform on her body. Then maybe some of her very special friends.

I then stood on my feet and turned her around until she was facing me. Her breasts held a special fascination for me and I spent an extraordinary amount of time washing and playing with them.

Her breath came in short unsteady gasps as my fingers lezbiyen porno lightly brushed back and fourth over her nipples. Then they became rock hard like two pebbles on the side of a country road.

While I played with her nipples I looked up into her lovely face. Her eyes seemed to just sparkle, lighting up her whole face. “Oh Jamie your touch is setting my whole body on fire baby,” She breathed. “You seem to have a natural touch that women only dream about.

The water was warm, but she was shaking from head to toe, from shivers of passion.

If you can do this to a woman after being completely without any experience as of only the last twenty four hours. You are going to have woman going crazy to rip your cloths off. Once you do have some real experiences in how to please them.

I could not resist her sensual full lips, so I took her into my arms and kissed her passionately.

She responded by moving her hips back and forth. She reached her hand down between the two of us. She touched and caressed my cock, and pressing her firm breasts into my chest.

I wanted to take her, right there on the shower room floor. But I sensed that Amber was not through playing her games just yet, so I waited.

I moved on down her body, lathering her flat tummy, and button-hole navel. I pressed forward and stuck my tongue into her navel, wiggling the tip around it.

She responded with a high pitched squeal and jumped back a few inches and I knew I had found one of her ticklish spots. I looked up into her smiling face. Her fingers were curled into my hair. She blew me a kiss, then gently pushed my head down to her pussy.

Her pubic mound was wet both from her passion and the shower water. I rubbed my nose into her bush, inhaling her aroma.

I then tentatively put my tongue tip out, just barely touching the outer lips of her cunt. I hesitated. I wanted to tease and play with her body for a little while.

Amber grew impatient, and decided the issue for me. With her hands on the back of my head, she pulled my head forcefully, mashing my lips and tongue into her dripping cunt. She held my head in place and I started licking her pussy unencumbered.

I was surprised to find just how fresh and clean her pussy tasted. The body scrub had a slight sent of lavender and this blended with her natural aroma made licking her cunt more like being in a field of scented flowers.

I threw caution to the wind and started to eat out her cunt in earnest. Licking and sucking her to climax after earth trembling climax.

“Oh yeah baby that’s the way to do it,” she gasped. “Where did you ever learn to lick a pussy like that.” She fucked into my face like my nose was a second penis. “Oh honey just keep going.

She was like a bucking bronco. Just to stay in contact with her slippery cunt. I had to reach around and hold onto her bouncing ass cheeks for all that I was worth. Faster and faster she went.

Finally after one giant heave she couldn’t take anymore, so she pushed my mouth away from her gushing and spraying cunt slit.

“Enough,” she gasped and collapsed onto the shower bench.

She lay there not saying a word until she regained some of her composure. She was gasping for breath, and her heart was going piter-pater…piter-pater for all it was worth.

It took her quiet a while but at last her heart regained it’s normal pace and she could breath naturally again.

“Now it’s your turn,” she said while getting up off of the bench. She was a little wobbly, but at least she didn’t fall flat onto her face, as I feared she would.

*

This ends part 07 of my story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you did enjoy it, then please write to me and let me know. We all need encouragement. And I admit I love having my ego stroked as much as any man. Also I would love to hear about any ideas you may have to use in my stories. This story came from a reader’s ideas and would not have been written without her input. There are more chapters to this story in the works. I’ll try and keep it going until you, the reader stop sending me mail asking me to go on with it. So just like my story’s hero I’m yours to command. This is the only way a writer can know that someone else besides his girlfriend is reading his work. Oops didn’t mean to sound chauvinistic. Okay boyfriends of some of you lady writers.

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It Happened One Sunday

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Last week on Sunday after church, I didn’t feel like going home and fixing lunch, so I stopped at Wendy’s for a bite of lunch. As I sat there eating my chicken sandwich, I heard a female voice asking, “Charlie, where the hell have you been?” I looked up, and to my surprise, there was Ashley.

Ashley lived in College Club Apartments when I first moved to Fort Myers about three years ago. She was a dancer (translated: stripper) at a local club, but was very friendly and often sat with everyone at the pool evenings she wasn’t working, and all weekend long in the days. She was fun to be around, and always had new jokes. A bunch of us regularly grilled hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill by the pool, and about every other week, she’d bring steaks for everyone (the fifteen to eighteen regulars). She was just like everyone else. She’s not beautiful, cute describes her better, but she has a slender tight body. I’d moved away from College Club after my lease was up – it was just too noisy with parties going on in our building nearly every night until three or four in the morning.

Last Sunday was the first time I’d seen Ashley since leaving College Club. She was as friendly as ever and I was a little surprised that she remembered me. She asked if she could sit down and I motioned for her to sit. “Where are you livin’ now?” She asked.

“Over near Winkler and Cypress Lake in a condo.” I answered, “Why do you ask? Do you still live at College Club?”

“Wow, that’s a nice neighborhood, and no, I’m living with three other girls from the club.” She was looking not too happy.

I replied, “Ashley, you don’t look too happy about that.”

Ashley growled, “Naw, I don’t like it at all, especially since two of them have started turning tricks and bringing some of them home. Do you have a roommate where you live?”

“For about four more days, he’s in the process of moving closer to his family and work in North Fort Myers.”

“Want a new roommate?” Ashley giggled.

I looked at her and said, “Meaning you? If anyone else asked me the answer would be an absolute NO!”

“So does that mean you’d have me for a roommate?”

I snapped back, “You haven’t even seen the place yet, and I’m still not to sure, I really was looking forward to the peace and quiet of living alone.”

Ashley was not about to let up as she continued, “Well, can I at least have a look at it?”

So, we came over to my place, and she loved it. She told me, “Charlie, I’d love to live here. It’s a great place, and I know I can trust you.”

I thought immediately, “But could I trust you?” I answered her, “Let me think about it for a few days. I’ll call you later in the week.”

She kept at me, “Give my your cell number, and I’ll call you.”

So, I gave her my cell number, and took hers and put it in my cell phone.

On Wednesday evening, she called, “Hey Charlie, what about it, when can I move in?”

“Ashley, I really think I want my privacy, I like living alone and not worrying about anyone else or what they are doing.”

Ashley replied, “Charlie, you’ll never know I’m home, I’ll just stay in my room and keep quiet, besides three nights a week I wouldn’t get in until the club closes. Think about it and we can talk next weekend.”

“Okay, I’ll think about it.” And that was it until this Sunday afternoon about two o’clock.

Suddenly, I heard a loud knock on my door. I went out to see who it was, and it was Ashley and a friend of hers, Erin. Ashley is no slouch, she’s about 5’9″, slender with “a” cup tits, and a cute smile. Erin, on the other hand is a knockout! She’s 5’11” tall, very slender, probably full “b” cup or maybe “c” cups. Her ass is perfectly pear shaped, and her nipples are puffy and large. Her pussy is shaved clean as a whistle. How do I know all this? That’s where it gets interesting.

I invited the girls in, and asked Ashley what she needed. Her answer was, “We’ve come to convince you to let the two of us live here!”

“Convince me? How are you going to do that?”

It was less than thirty seconds and they were both stark naked and rubbing on my shoulders saying, “Charlie, let’s get you more comfortable altyazılı porno too!”

Erin began by pulling my polo shirt up over my head. I was still dumbstruck so I just raised my arms and let it come over my head and off. Immediately each one of them began sucking on one of my nipples. How could they know how much that arouses me? Ashley was using her hands to rub all over my chest and arms. Erin used her hands to undo my belt buckle and unbutton my pants, dropping them to the floor. We were all standing in the middle of the living room. Ashley moved up to kiss me, immediately probing my mouth with her tongue. I responded to her kisses. Both girls started working me over towards the sofa. We all plopped down on the couch and laughed as it creaked.

My mind was still in a fog. This was so sudden and unexpected I couldn’t seem to sort out exactly what was happening, but the feelings it was producing, I loved!

Most men I’ve talked to over the years always dream about a three-way with two women. Even in my dreams I never pictured me with two good looking gals in their mid-twenties, all over me with kisses, hands, and rubbing their tits against me. I guess as my age got older, I dreamed about two women in their forties doing some similar things. I decided to quit thinking and just go with the flow!

Erin pushed her tits toward my mouth, and I sucked them in one at a time. As I sucked on her nipples, she moaned softly. Ashley was pushing down my boxers at the same time. Erin was obviously enjoying the attention to her nipples because she began wiggling and moaning louder. Then I felt a warmth encompass my cock. Ashley had taken me into her mouth and was sucking softly. I thought, “This is unbelievable, am I dreaming or what?”

Quickly that thought escaped as Erin grabbed both my nipples and pinched hard! That hurt a little, but the pain was quickly replaced by her massaging my nipples with her thumbs and forefingers. Erin moved down to start sucking on first one, then the other nipple. She had found me out…She could tell how sensitive I was there.

Ashley continued picking up her pace on my cock, and was sucking and bobbing more rapidly. Erin moved down to get her head under me, taking my balls in her mouth as Ashley kept sucking. Very shortly, I felt my balls begin to twitch and I could feel an orgasm about to explode. “Cummmmmmmmming,” I yelped. Ashley backed off and kept her mouth right at the tip of my cock licking the tip. Erin moved up with her face next to Ashley’s as my first spurt erupted into Ashley’s mouth and on her face. Erin quickly moved Ashley away and took my cock in her mouth to finish me off.

I just collapsed back into the sofa and the girls looked me in the eyes. Both opened their mouths to show me they had my cum still there. They looked at each other, then back at me and swallowed at the same time.

The girls then locked lips together, mingling the remaining drops of cum between their tongues. They then fell into each other’s arms in a passionate embrace. Ashley then slid down and took Erin’s pussy in her mouth sucking wildly. I watched for a few minutes, then I went down on Ashley as she was still licking and sucking on Erin’s womanhood. I took Ashley’s clit in my mouth and began flicking my tongue over it and sucking on it. Her hips began bucking in less than a minute. Ashley broke away from Erin’s pussy and lay back groaning loudly, “UUUUUhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnn, Yyyyeeeesssss!” She let loose with a small stream of juices all over my face and in my mouth.

Erin pulled me in toward her pleading, “Do me now! Eat my pussy, pleasssssse!”

I obliged her request by diving in immediately. Erin was already near orgasm from Ashley’s attention so in less that a minute or two, she was shuddering and gasping as she approached her climax. She continued urging me to keep going, “Please don’t stop, I’m almost there.”

With that encouragement, I found her clit and began sucking rapidly in and out. That’s all it took for her to explode. She was bucking so hard it was tough to keep her in my mouth, so I just sucked harder. She screamed out, “Oh Fuuuuuucccccckkkkk, Yesssssss!” mobil porno I was rewarded with a warming of her pussy and increased wetness. Her juices didn’t squirt, but flowed from her vagina. I kept licking until she stopped me saying, “Okay! Now it tickles.”

I guessed we were done, but I was wrong. Erin came back up and began kissing me again, and fondling my limp manhood with her hand. She asked me, “Did you think we were through with you?”

I weakly said, “You mean you’re not?”

They didn’t answer me, but Erin leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and began flicking her tongue over it. Ashley got down on the floor and got her head between my legs taking my balls in her mouth. I began to come back to life. Ashley licked on my balls as Erin kept bobbing slowly on my cock. Ashley moved down and licked the patch of skin between my balls and my asshole. I’d not experienced that in over fifteen years. I’d forgotten how erotic that was. As much as that rejuvenated me, What came next sent me over the top. Ashley moved down to begin to rim my asshole. Erin giggled as my cock sprang back to full attention.

Ashley kept after my asshole and pushed her tongue to penetrate it slightly. This was driving me wild. Erin spoke up saying, “Come up here and fuck me Charlie, Fuck me hard!”

I moved over top of Erin and she spread her legs to give me easy penetration. Ashley kept her fingers teasing my asshole. Then as I pierced Erin’s pussy lips, Ashley stuck a finger in my ass. Wow! That got me going. I pounded Erin for about ten minutes while Ashley kept fingering my ass. Now she pushed two fingers in and reached back to begin stroking my prostate. It is hard to remember everything I felt at that point, there were so many feelings going on I just lost it into outer space. All I remember was exploding again deep into Erin’s womb, and her squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles.

I told them I was worn out. Ashley said, “You still have to fuck me. Don’t give up yet.”

I moaned and suggested we get something to drink and rest a few minutes. We all drank some diet coke and sat naked on the couch. Ashley said, “Wouldn’t the bed be a lot more comfortable?”

I agreed, and we all moved to the bedroom. We just laid on the bed relaxing for twenty minutes or so, then Ashley piped up, “Enough rest, now get over here and fuck me!”

I was still limp as a dishrag, and Ashley pushed out her lip in a pout. She then said, “I guess I have to get him ready again.”

Keep in mind that I’m sixty-six years old and renewing my erection at this point was not going to be an easy task even for two twenty-somethings. However, Far be it from me to stop them from trying. Erin first pulled her body over mine, rubbing her tits over my chest, then up into my face. I thought, “What a marvelous creature!”

Ashley had her hand on my cock and balls, and was massaging them gently. We all stayed in that weird embrace for several minutes. Erin then looked at me and said, “Charlie, eat my pussy again, lick it clean,” as she climbed over my face and lowered her womanhood to my mouth. Ashley took the opportunity to take my still limp cock into her mouth again, and re-inserted a finger in my asshole. That began to bring me back to life.

Erin kept wiggling her pussy all over my lips, and as she continued, she said, “Lick my ass now, Then fuck me in the ass with your tongue.” She moved up to put her asshole in reach of my tongue.

This wasn’t something I’d done more than a few times in my life with my third wife years ago, but I was willing to do anything these two women wanted at this point. I had become their slave for the day. I eagerly thrashed out at her asshole with my tongue. She moaned and wiggled more. Then I took my hands and separated her ass cheeks even more to get better access. When my tongue eased into her ass, it was amazing. She softly moved gently back and forth over my tongue. She begged me, “Put it in my ass, push it in as far as you can.”

She settled over my face and quit moving to allow me great access to her asshole. When I pushed with my tongue, her sphincter relaxed and let it penetrate her asshole. sex izle My tongue felt like it went in six inches, but it couldn’t have been more that about an inch and a half. In any case, She groaned loudly, saying, “Yes! Just like that, now, in and out!”

Ashley was not to be denied her fuck. I was fully erect now, and she pushed Erin off my face proclaiming, now it’s my turn!” Ashley mounted me facing away form me and on top. I think that is called the ‘reverse cowgirl’ position. These girls were driving me wild.

Ashley bounced up and down. I reached around her and grabbed her nipples, pinching them. She leaned back to give me better access to them, and started bouncing very fast. I couldn’t believe it, but I could feel another orgasm working its way through my balls. Ashley could tell I was almost there, and she kept up the pace groaning, “Uuuuuhhhhhhhggggghhhh, Oh fuck, I’m cummmmmmming!”

When she exploded, so did I. It wasn’t as powerful as the earlier orgasms, and there wasn’t a lot of cum, but it happened! Wow, I thought, “Three times in one afternoon!”

Ashley came up to my face and kissed me softly. Erin did the same, but she didn’t leave. She spread her body over mine and continued kissing with her tongue going wild in my mouth. Then, after a few minutes of that, she leaned back. Looked me in the eye and asked, “You think its possible to go one more time? I want you to fuck me in the ass.”

I was not going to say no even though I really doubted in my mind I’d be able to get it up again, but thank goodness for Viagra. When we went into the bedroom, I had taken a little blue pill, and it got me through the third time and I was hoping it would keep working for me to get my cock into her ass. Did I mention how gorgeous Erin is? Truthfully, she was beyond any dreams I’d ever had (at any age in my past) for sex with a beautiful woman. And now, here she is begging me to fuck her in the ass!

Ashley just fell back on the bed and said, “I’m going to love watching this.”

Erin licked my body from neck to the soles of my feet. She came back up and took my cock in her mouth and stuck her finger up my ass. My erection was slowly beginning to come back. She looked up at me and smiled then winked at me. That was all it took, my cock sprang back to full attention.

Erin was going to waste no time. She got on top of me and guided my cock toward her sweet little asshole. When she found the opening with the head of my cock, she pushed back against me and I felt it slip inside her. This was tight! It felt so damn good, I couldn’t help groaning and bucking against her body. I was fucking her ass, but I doubted there would be a climax. Then Ashley came back to the front, and started kissing Erin with hot passionate tongue kisses. Ashley was feeling Erin’s tits with her hands while Erin’s ass rode my cock. Ashley then bent down to lick Erin’s clit as she fucked me with her ass. Unbelievably, I could feel another climax building. It didn’t take long to come to the front and spew my sperm into Erin’s bowels. Erin moaned as she felt her bowels fill with my cum.

Now we all fell back on the bed and looked at each other. Ashley spoke first, “Well, did we convince you?” She had a huge grin on her face.

“How could I ever get any peace and quiet if you two were here all the time? I’ll tell you what, I’m gonna help the two of you find a place to yourselves. You were offering me $100 per week apiece from you, for that much, you can easily find a condo of your own to rent, or even a house. I’ll help you find that place.”

We went on the computer and looked on Craig’s List for rentals. There were tons available. The girls they’d been staying with had them convinced they couldn’t find anything for less that $1,500 per month. There was an apartment in the same complex they are in available for $850 per month.

As it turns out, just a few doors down from my place, there is a condo for rent that is fully furnished. The rent is $800 per month, and I think the girls are going to work that one out.

So, they got what they needed and I got something beyond my wildest dreams. They’ve both promised to visit again, but I’m not booking any bets on that one. If they move in down the block, I’m sure I’ll see them again, but even a second session like this past Sunday would be anti-climactic. I can’t imagine a more erotic afternoon could have ever occurred at anytime in my life!

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Jack Fucks Jill’s Mum Ch. 02

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Friday evening came very quickly. Jack was walking across the car park making for the main entrance when a beautiful Silver Range Rover Sports stopped in front of him a very glamorous woman got out of it and walked into the Hotel, Jack wondered if she might be Sheila, on entering the Hotel the charming woman was shaking hands with Jean, who looked stunning. Jean saw Jack then introduced him to Sheila. Jack said, “Pleased to meet you, can I suggest that we go into the ballroom as the first dance is about to begin, this could be interesting for both of you as at Bob and Jill’s wedding instead of the bride’s father dancing with the groom’s mother the two of you must dance with each which I think would be the right thing to do to keep the two families joining together.”

Both Sheila and Jean said they hadn’t thought so far. They went into the ballroom, and the Band were starting proceedings, the bride and groom took to the floor followed by the groom’s father and bride’s mother then the groom’s mother and the bride’s father.

Jack explained the Band playing tonight were the Resident Band, and they would be playing at Jill and Bob’s wedding. Both Jean and Sheila were impressed with the Band and the ballroom. They watched the proceedings for the next ten minutes then left the ballroom. Jean said, “Sheila, there’s a magnificent Spa down here, would you like to see it?”

Sheila wanted to see it, so Jack showed them around, Sheila was impressed, she said, “This is the first time that I’ve been here, it’s amazing, my company has two sizeable dances each year, the ballroom would be ideal, we use the Hilton at the moment, Jack are you the manager?”

Jack replied, “No, I’m not, my mum and my aunt own the hotel, we are one of a kind Hotel, not a link in a chain, I’m at University studying Law.”

Jean said, “Jack has been most helpful advising me on Wedding protocols, he’s even helping me with my speech. Jack, after our meal, could you spend a little time with us as Sheila and I will be talking about the wedding over dinner?”

Jack answered, “No problem, I’d be happy to do that Jean, I’ve spoken with our General Manager and our Functions Manageress, and we have done four weddings where the only parents were widows.”

Jack led them to a window table in the restaurant, the head waiter seated them and gave them the menu and wine list. Jack said, “If you would like to taste the wines that will be served at the wedding, then this can be done.”

Sheila said, “I would love to taste the wines, Jack, please give me your card as I’m sure that I’ll be using your facilities in the future. Could you also direct me to the Ladies room as I need to powder my nose.”

Jack led her to the Ladies room then went back to Jean; he said, “Jean, you look gorgeous, I’ve got the Sovereign Suite for us tonight, do you have a bag and I’ll get it from your car for you?”

Jean gave travesti porno Jack her car keys then said, “I have an overnight bag in the boot, I’m happy about this, my ass and cunt are still tingling from Wednesday. Join us after our meal as I’ve many things to ask you. The dentist that Sheila has been using is a joke; her gums are in a dreadful condition; it will take me at least a week of treatment every day to get her sorted. I like her she’s a powerhouse of a woman. I think she likes me as she’s been doing some heavy flirting with me.”

Sheila returned, seated her, then placed her napkin on her lap. Jack said, “We will serve the Champagne first, then the Chablis Premier Cru followed by the Brunello di Montalcino which I’m sure you will love if you need me then just ask your waiter and I’ll be here.”

Jack left them; they were chatting; they were both taking notes. They both loved the wines; Jean had tasted them all before, Sheila suggested that she would buy the drinks and Jean paid for the food. Jack was summoned, their meal was finished. Jean offered Jack a glass of Champagne which he accepted. They then went through both their notes; everything was clarified. The drinks question was brought up, Jack advised on the costings it was later agreed that Jean would pay for the meal and the white and red wines served with it, Sheila would pay for the Champagne which would be served on arrival then after the meal, Sheila would also pay for the bar bill which would be open on arrival and throughout the event. Jack said, “This is very rare. I’m sure all your guests will appreciate it.”

Sheila said, “I’m looking forward to the wedding now, this afternoon I was dreading it, I have every confidence on you Jack, you’re an exceptional young man. Jean, thank you for dinner; those wines were delicious. I’ll be back here often. I’ll phone for my car now and sip this gorgeous Champagne.”

Sheila brought her phone our then said, “I’m ready to go now. I’ll wait for you in the restaurant.”

Ten minutes later a man in a chauffeurs uniform arrived, Sheila said, “Thank you both for everything, Jack, would you mind if, when I have it ready, I sent you my speech, I’d love your comments? Jean, I’ll see you at ten at the Practice tomorrow morning. I appreciate what you are doing with my mouth.”

Sheila left, Jean said, “I like her, she said that I has to make Bob and Jill realise that they had to work for a living, that they now had responsibility’s, Sheila felt that they were both taking life for granted, they both came from wealthy families but didn’t realise that it was hard work that made them wealthy. Jack, I think it would be easy to get Sheila into bed, would you like to join us?”

Jack replied, “Sheila, is right about Jill. I’ve never met Bob, so I can’t give an opinion. Sheila was playing footsie under the table with me; she was alt yazılı porno coming across strong, I haven’t a problem with bedding her, has she, not a lover, she’s an attractive woman.”

Jean replied, “Sheila didn’t have a good marriage, she was the brain, she told me Bob is so like his father, intelligent but has no ambition, happy to live off the hard work of others. She told me she had an online affair which didn’t end well. The guy was an in and out lover, he came, and that was that unfortunately she caught something off him and had to go for treatment, she won’t be doing that again. Let’s get to bed, darling; I need you.”

As they walked to their Suite, Jean said, “I’m now looking forward to the wedding a week tomorrow, the time has flown in. We covered much ground with Sheila tonight, with your help and advice this is going to be an extraordinary wedding, Sheila likes you, I wondered why she had stopped playing footsie with me as she had been doing it with me throughout the meal, she stopped it with me to start with you.”

They arrived at the Sovereign Suite, Jean was impressed, Jean said, “This is, without doubt, the nicest Suite I’ve ever been in my life, it’s gorgeous, the decor is perfect, we must let Sheila see this next Saturday, her companies will use Hotels a lot. I think tomorrow I’ll make a move in her direction; her gums are clear of any infection so we can kiss now.”

“We will be alone at the Practice tomorrow; I haven’t had the opportunity to get up close and personal with her yet, I’m sure that I’ll get a positive response from her then next Saturday after the wedding would you like to watch me fucking Sheila then you can fuck both of us? I spread my legs for her over dinner and Sheila was teasing my pussy with her foot. The long tablecloths on the tables in the restaurant are super if you’re playing at the table.”

Jack then kissed Jean; it was a long affectionate kiss, he could feel his cock harden as Jean pushed her pussy against his erection, Jack said, “I would enjoy watching you fuck Sheila, that would make my cock very hard.”

Jean replied, “I have the feeling that it will happen. Please excuse me; I need to use that beautiful bathroom.”

Jean came back a couple of minutes later, Jean said, “Darling, I’ve lubed my ass, I want you to take me to the moon with one of your magnificent ass fucks, I’ve been thinking about how to handle Sheila, one way is I take some pictures of your massive cock, I’ll make it so hard before I take the pictures, then I confide in her that you’re fucking me, I then show her pictures of your big prince. I will then tell her that she should write and flirt with you, she’ll know what to do in that regard, if all goes well, next Saturday night after the wedding you’ll have two very hot women in bed with you, what do you think?”

Jack smiled then said, üvey baba porno “Jean, I love how you think, I want you to make me very hard then take the pictures, I’ll give you a perfect fucking after that as you deserve that tonight. I would also tell Sheila that I enjoy being with older women, explain the situation with mum, Aunt Jo and yourself. Tell her that she must be prepared to share me. I leave it up to you if you tell her what we do in bed. I think that I’ll be so hard tonight.”

Jean then went down on Jack; within minutes, he was rock hard. Jean then took five pictures but deleted one because it was blurred. Jean then said, “Jack, take a short video of me sucking your cock, that’ll make her realise how enormous your cock is but let me put a masquerade mask on first.”

Jean went to her bag and brought out a masquerade mask which she put on; Jack was wondering if this was all prearranged. Jack took a short video which was excellent when they viewed it afterwards.

The next hour and a half were amazing, Jack ass fucked Jean and made her cum three times, all were body-shaking orgasms, for some reason Jean was hotter than usual when Jack went to work on her cunt Jean slid a butt plug in her ass telling Jack that would give her stronger orgasms. As Jack was doing Jean’s pussy doggy style, Jean was talking what would happen after the wedding, Jean said, “I’ll tell Sheila that I want to fuck her first in front of Jack as that’ll make him so hard.”

“I’ll also tell her if we do that then Jack will fuck her first, I’ll tell her she must be ass fucked first as this will give her strong vaginal orgasms. Then Jack will do her pussy doggy style; I’ll build it up for you, I’m sure if she contacts you tomorrow under any circumstances, then she wants it, it’s making me so horny thinking about it.”

It was also making Jack horny; he was physically attracted to Sheila, the way she carried and conducted herself showed she had intelligence and confidence in herself. They both came within seconds of each other; it was a very noisy orgasm from Jean. Jack had never heard her being so loud before. They were both asleep within minutes.

The next morning they had an incredible session; they were both horny; Jack knew that they were both thinking of Sheila. They showered then had breakfast in the restaurant. Jack had never had sex in the Hotel before and never had breakfast with a woman in the Hotel. Jack went about his business. Just after three in the afternoon, he had a message from Jean which read, “Darling, bingo, she wants you, I confided in her that I’m having sex with you. This was after we had sex, Sheila is so hot. Then I showed her the pictures and the video, she asked me to Whats-app them to her phone. She watched the video five times then we had sex again. I told her to flirt with you to contact you about the wedding. I’m sure that you’ll hear from her. My advice, be helpful and manly but play a little hard to get. She couldn’t believe the size of your cock, she told me her husband got hard, but she never felt him inside her, his cock was so small. I enjoyed being with her; she loves to give pleasure. Update me if anything happens, last night and this morning were excellent, love Jean xx.”

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Lilly Huff began pulling her clothes out of her suitcase and putting them in the small dresser that sat by the door in the cramped room. Lilly had decided at the last minute to come along with her parents to the ski lodge up in northern Vermont. She was 21 years old and hadn’t been on vacation with her parents in several years.

The college student’s winter vacation plans had been screwed up when she broke up with her boyfriend, Sam, two nights before vacation. When Lilly had accepted her parents invitation she had not realized her mother’s brother and wife would be there with their daughter, Angela. Angela was a year older than Lilly and they had been close when they were little. Things between them had changed dramatically as they approached their teens. They had barely been able to be in the same room together for the past ten years. Lilly planned to keep as far away from the nasty little preppy bitch as she could.

“This was a bad idea,” Lilly muttered to herself. The only good thing that she could think of was that it was a big resort and her cousin Angela and her parents had a separate cabin.

After Lilly finished her unpacking she threw on the baggy, brightly colored sweater that she had set aside. When Lilly walked back in the living room her mother was waiting there for her. Lilly and her mother, Beth, looked quite similar. They both had long auburn tresses and cleanly beautiful faces that needed no makeup. Lilly stood several inches over her mother at 5′ 8″ and had a modest chest compared to her mother’s generous breasts.

“Honey, when your cousin gets here later I would really like you to make an effort to get along with her. I know she’s a little different from you. My brother and I have quite a few differences but we manage to get along,” Lilly’s mother pleaded with her.

Lilly’s green eyes glinted at the mention of Angela. “I tried to be civil last time. She called me a ‘dirty hippy’ last time we had a family gathering.”

“I know it will be hard, just try. It’s a big resort so you shouldn’t have to see her too much. It’s your winter vacation you should be relaxing not arguing,” Lilly’s mother finished up with a pleading smile.

Lilly took a deep breath and responded with a mumbled “I’ll try.”

“You could always knock her down from behind on the slopes,” joked Lilly’s father, Nick, as he exited her parents room. The comment drew a reproachful look from Lilly’s mother.

“I’m trying to get them to play nice here, Nicholas,” Beth said testily.

“OK, OK. I’m gonna go hit the slopes. I’ll see you guys at dinner time.” Lilly grabbed her snowboard and headed out the door into the blinding sun.

*****

Lilly’s cheeks were red and stinging and her muscles were very sore but she had a great day on the mountain. The stress of the school year seemed a distant memory now and she had even met a cute guy who she was going to meet for drinks later. Walking into the house Lilly could barely see anything coming from the bright sunlight into the dark cabin. She did make out her mother siting on the floral patterned couch over to her right.

“Hey mom,” Lilly called as she headed towards her room to grab some dry clothes.

“Hi honey,” a mocking voice replied. As soon as she heard the voice Lilly swore under her breath and stopped dead in her tracks. Turning around slowly Lilly eyes had adjusted enough to recognize that it was her cousin Angela sitting on the couch. Lilly was surprised to see her but even more surprised at what her cousin looked like. Angela had always dressed preppy and had long brown hair. She now had on tight jeans that were so low slung that Lilly was sure she had to do some strategic shaving to wear them, her shirt was bright red and tight, while it was long sleeved üvey kız kardeş porno it left a good portion of her stomach bare. Angela’s hair was now bleach blonde and shoulder length.

“Hey Lilly. What brings you over to our cabin?” Lilly asked, trying to keep her voice pleasant for her mother’s sake. As she asked the question a vicious ruby smile spread over Angela’s face. “Oh, didn’t you hear the great news? We get to share this cabin for the week. The resort screwed up the booking.” Lilly’s mood got darker with each word. She was sure Angela was not happy about the arrangement either but she seemed to enjoy breaking the news to Lilly.

A few seconds later a terrible thought crept into Lilly’s mind. She looked around at the small cabin that had two bedrooms and the small living room that had a pull out sofa.

Angela seemed to realize what Lilly was thinking and chimed in with “Yup, we get to be roomies. My parents are going to take the pull out in here.” Lilly tried to force a smile onto her face but it came off rather tremulously. This was an absolute nightmare for Lilly. This vacation that had started off so well was going down hill rather rapidly.

Excusing herself Lilly went into her, or now their, room to change. Her temper did not improve when she noticed that some of the clothes she had put in the dresser had been removed to make room for Angela’s stuff.

The rest of the day went down from there. The whole family went out for dinner and Angela did nothing but make snide comments disparaging Lilly’s appearance and taste’s.

Lilly went out for drinks with Kyle which turned out to be a mistake. Kyle was pompous and obnoxious, the only reason Lilly didn’t leave after the first drink was that she didn’t want to go back to the crowded cabin.

*****

Lilly stumbled into her room a few minutes after midnight. Angela was not in thankfully and Lilly quickly shed her clothes and underwear and put on the very long white T-shirt that she wore to bed.

Lilly was quickly asleep and didn’t awake until the first rays of dawn shined into the room. When she came back to concousnous she thought she was in bed with her boyfriend. She had her hand on his stomach and she could feel the warm flesh on his leg resting on top of hers. Lilly began running her hand up his stomach until she ran into a heavy unclad breast. Lilly’s eyes shot open and she realized where she was and who she was with. Her cousin Angela lay sleeping next to her wearing only a pair of tiny black panties. Lilly’s hand was still resting on the large breast and for some reason she couldn’t seem to move it. Lilly lifted her head and looked down at their somewhat entwined bodies. She was shocked to see that her long shirt had ridden up and her pussy was completely exposed. One of Angela’s long tanned legs laid on top of Lilly’s bare legs. The sexuality of the situation overwhelmed Lilly and a knot of nervous excitement built in her stomach. Lilly had never been attracted to women before but something new stirred in her and she had never felt so aroused. Lilly finally moved her hand but only to lightly slide it over Angela’s large breast she had just touched her nipple when Angela stirred slightly. Lilly quickly pulled her hand away and closed her eyes.

Angela seemed to be slowly coming awake. She began stretch and her leg that was on top on Lilly. Angela’s leg ran over the coarse hair of Lilly’s pussy and she had to stifle a moan. Lilly was disappointed when Angela pulled her leg off her. Her face began to flush as a thought finally got past the lust and Lilly realized she was exposed to her hated cousin. Lilly quickly pretended she was waking up and pulled her shirt back down over her aching pussy. xnxx porno The aroused young woman looked over and saw her cousin’s large green eyes staring at her.

“Morning,” she mumbled to the mostly naked blonde. Lilly let out a grunt as she stretched her legs and realized how sore they were. This was the first time she had been snow boarding this year and she was quite sore.

“What’s wrong?” Inquired an unusually pleasant sounding Angela.

“My legs are absolutely killing me,” Lilly replied trying not to stare at her cousin’s ample and very naked tits.

“Let me help you out there Lill. I give a great massage.” Angela didn’t wait for a reply and sat up quickly on the bed and pulled Lilly so she was laying on her stomach.

Lilly was confused by how friendly her cousin was being and her own excitement at the thought of being touched by her. She didn’t struggle at all as Angela pulled her onto her stomach and then climbed on top of her. A shiver ran through Lilly’s entire body as the mostly naked blonde’s long red finger nails scratched lightly up her thighs. She then felt warm hands begin to massage her calve muscles and slowly work their way up her leg. Angela had wonderful feeling hands and Lilly had to fight to control her breathing so that the other girl wouldn’t realize how excited she was. As those silky hands reached the top of Lilly’s firm thigh’s she couldn’t stop the small gasps that came out every time they reached to the inner parts of her thighs. Just as she was sure the hands were going to come in contact with her sopping pussy they disappeared. Lilly almost cried out in frustration.

“Turn over, I need to do the tops,” purred Angela as she swung herself off of the quivering auburn haired beauty. Lilly automatically turned herself over onto her back and saw those wonderful bouncing globes as her cousin climbed back onto her. As Angela began to massage her once again Lilly stared at the naked arched back of her cousin down to her barely covered ass which was right on top of her stomach. Angela had an intricate Keltic knot on the small of her back. Lilly soon realized that her shirt was riding up slightly and that her cousin probably had a perfect view of her glistening pussy. Lilly became very embarrassed when she realized she had been thrusting herself slightly towards her cousin’s hands. Lilly tried to even out her breathing and get control back over her body.

What was she thinking? This was a girl she hated and her cousin to boot, she should not be having sexual thoughts about her. She thought the massage was done when she felt Angela climbing off her but then she felt her climbing right back on. Lilly opened her eyes and saw that Angela was now sitting on top of her and facing her. Angela’s pussy which was only clad in a tiny black pair of underwear was resting on top of Lilly’s. Angela reached down and began stroking Lilly’s firm stomach. Lilly’s mind was totally muddled and she could not look up into the mischievously smiling face of her cousin.

Suddenly she felt hands snake under her shirt and those burning hands slide up her whole front right between her breasts. Angela slid her hands up between Lilly’s tits several more times before she grabbed them firmly. The palms of the blonde’s hands were pressed firmly against Lilly’s rock hard nipples.

“What…uh..do you think you’re doing,” whispering the confused young woman. Lilly had been very excited but the straight forward action brought her back to reality and she got very uncomfortable. Those hands stayed still on her breasts seemingly frozen in their grasp.

“Well since you got to feel mine I figured I deserved the chance to feel your little titties,” as Angela said this her right hand began pinching the zenci porno nipple of the captive breast.

“Please stop. We shouldn’t be doing this,” whimpered Lilly as she felt guilty about enjoying her cousin playing with her nipple. Lilly still hadn’t looked at Angela but had locked her eyes onto the floral print pillow next to her. This was getting out of control quickly.

“It seems to me that you’re enjoying it, so why don’t you just relax,” cooed Angela as she scooted up on Lilly’s stomach. Lilly suddenly realized that her arms were now pinned under her cousin’s knees and she struggled to free them.

“OK. This isn’t fun anymore, let me up you skank,” growled Lilly as she realized she couldn’t free her hands. The otherside of her found this lack of control arousing and felt a couple of drops run from her pussy down to the crack of her tight little ass.

“I thought you hippies were into ‘free love’,” said Angela in a dripping sweet voice. “Let me see one thing and then maybe I’ll let you up.” Lilly open her mouth to tell the crazy bitch to let her up again but only a gasp came out as Angela reached behind herself and plunged a finger into her moist pussy. A triumphant smile splayed across the blonde’s face as she worked her finger slowly. Lilly she was very wet down there and she could no longer stifle her moans.

“It seems to me that you don’t mind this very much at all. You are a dirty little hippy, aren’t you.” crowed Angela as she slipped another finger into the moaning girl. Lilly let out continuos high pitched moans as her cousin rode her plunging several fingers into her with one hand and alternately pinching her nipples with the other. Lilly had never been with a girl before and the feeling of those long red nails inside of her was an amazingly wanton feeling. Angela was squeezing Lilly’s right rigid nipple to the point of pain which seemed to send jolts of electricity throughout her body. As Angela pressed a third finger into the other girls slick lower lips the pinned down girl began bucking so strongly that her captor was bouncing up several inches.

Lilly was overtaken by an incredible orgasm quicker than she had ever been. As the orgasm began she was dimly aware of a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. That was the last semblance of thought for several minutes.

As Lilly became aware of her surroundings again she realized two things, first was that Angela was no longer on top of her, second was that her hands were now tied above her with her own scarf. Angela appeared above her leaning over with her heavy breasts swinging erotically. Angela’s wet lips planted several lingering kisses on Lilly’s neck before she swung her leg over Lilly bringing her pussy within several inches of the bound girl’s face. Lilly saw that Angela’s panties were gone and she could smell her musky scent.

Angela didn’t say a word just thrust her hips forward bringing her swollen clit to Lilly’s mouth. Lilly surprised herself by lapping at Angela’s nub and into her slit without a second thought. It was the most erotic seen she had ever experienced. Angela loomed above her rubbing her own nipples with her blonde hair in disarray. Lilly hummed into Angela’s pussy, a trick she had loved with her last boyfriend, and the blonde haired girl went into a frenzy. Angela grabbed Lilly’s hair on the sides of her head and pulled her up hard into her pussy. Lilly could feel the bone of her jaw pressing almost painfully into Angela’s pelvic bone. Lilly wished her hands were free so she could grab those amazing globes gyrating above her. Lilly was not being touched at all and yet she felt on the edge of another orgasm. As Lilly plunged her long tongue into Angela the sweating blonde girl went stiff as a board and a growl escaped her clenched teeth. Angela’s muscles contracted so much that it forced Lilly’s tongue out. Angela’s body relaxed and she slid down so she was laying on top of Lilly slick with sweat. The intensely erotic blonde was collapsed on top of her tied up cousin letting her tongue trail around Lilly’s ear.

To Be Continued…

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If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story

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If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story

Summary: Shoe obsession leads to submissive sexual exploration.

Note 1: This is dedicated to Kevin, who requested this fantasy.

Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing this story.

If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story

There are two things I love to do every day: work out and jerk off… although it’s usually 1. Jerk off, 2. Work out, and 3. Jerk off again. Repeat as needed.

I work out at a local gym run by two of the nicest and hottest people I’ve ever met: Mike and Roxy Jackson. They also happen to be my next door neighbours. Well, actually my parents’ next door neighbours I suppose, since I only live there in the summer… the rest of the year I’m away at college.

I’m 21, pretty good looking, with blond hair and blue eyes, 5’7″, in great shape, and I have an impressive 8-inch cock that had gotten me pretty popular in my college life. Yet my most constant jerk off fantasy was Roxy.

Roxy was in her mid-thirties, tiny at 5’1″, and weighed only around 115 pounds. Yet she had a huge bust, that looked out of place on her petite but muscular physique. She had long, raven-coloured hair, and piercing dark brown eyes. She had a few tattoos as well, as she found a way to mix sexy and tough in a way I hadn’t ever seen before. Her attractiveness was enhanced by the fact that whenever she wasn’t working out at the gym, she always seemed to be wearing nylons, which really showcased her amazing legs, as well as high heels that added five inches to her height.

Her husband Mike was all muscle… shaved head… tons of tats… and super friendly… considering that he looked like he could crush you with just his hands. In fact he probably could… he just wouldn’t.

Anyway, I’d met Mike and Roxy many times, but I’d never really hung out with them much… due to our age difference I suppose… although I’d learned that my parents had been hanging out with them a lot ever since I’d moved away from home.

This summer I resumed working out at their gym, partly to stay in shape, and partly to eyeball Roxy, who wore heels, nylons and short skirts at work (unless she was working out)… I assume because she knew she had an amazing body so why not flaunt it… but I imagine her outfits also brought in some horny guys, and perhaps also horny lesbians.

She often wore wedges, often with open toes, so I could keep an eye on her cute toes, and I imagined sucking them into my mouth, or better yet, wrapping them around my cock.

An aside: I can ejaculate amazing cum shots… I have a cannon of a cock… having a personal best of shooting my cum as far as six feet… since as a dedicated jerkoff artist and a wannabe athlete, I constantly practiced my craft and measured the results.

Twice during the first two weeks I was home, my parents went next door for the evening… my mother dressed in sexy attire, which was very unlike what she typically wore. It was strange, but I didn’t put much thought into it. I was just happy for them they were going out… even if I was surprised they didn’t get home until after two in the morning… about four hours past my mom’s typical bedtime (she was normally early to bed and early to rise).

It was a couple days after my parents had left for a week-long trip to the lake for their twenty-sixth wedding anniversary getaway, when there was a knock at the door.

I opened it, and saw Mike and Roxy standing there. I politely invited them in, even as I took a sly glance at Roxy’s very ample cleavage and down to her feet… disappointed to see that she was in jeans and not nylons… but on the other hand, she was wearing what I think were 6-inch platform open-toed wedges… which meant I could see her freshly-painted red toenails, which were far from disappointing.

Mike asked, “Will you do us a favour, Kevin?”

“Sure, anything at all,” I said, actually hoping to do anything at all for Roxy. Suck on her toes, lick her pussy, worship her tits, eat her ass, whatever. And the word ‘whatever’ encapsulates a very long list. This was a woman who deserved to be worshipped for an eternity!

“We’re heading out of town for the weekend to a fitness conference, and we were hoping you could drop over a couple times or so and check on Bella,” Mike requested.

“Sure, no problem,” I agreed, Bella being their Siamese cat.

“Come on over right now if you would, and we’ll give you a key and show you where everything is,” Mike said.

“Sure,” I agreed, and I followed them across, my rear-view vantage giving me an amazing and lengthy look at Roxy’s ass as I did. Her usual skirts always presented me with ample opportunities to admire her legs and feet, but her jeans right now allowed me to admire a part of her body I seldom got to see showcased. She really did have a perfect body.

Roxy gave me a tour of the house, seeming to notice me admiring her porno 64 tits, ass and feet, but not saying anything about it… although her warm smile implied she knew… and enjoyed the attention.

Anyway, I returned with their keys and a hard-on… which I dealt with the minute I was back in my bedroom.

Day 1

The next afternoon I went and checked on Bella. I fed her, gave her fresh water and some pets, which she seemed to enjoy.

I was about to leave, when curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to look around after seeing a couple pairs of Roxy’s sexy shoes by the front door. I knew it was wrong, yet I couldn’t’ resist.

I went into their bedroom, feeling a little guilty at what I was doing, but I was being led by my lower head.

I looked in her dresser drawer, and found sexy panties and thongs, garter-belts and stockings.

I noticed their laundry hamper, and walked over to it, finding only a few items, including a blue pair of panties… the ones she must have been wearing yesterday while touring me around the house in those wonderfully tight jeans. I brought them to my nose and sniffed.

The scent was light, but it had me in complete lust.

I went to her walk-in closet, saving the best for last. I opened the door, and stared at four shelves, filled with some of the sexiest shoes and boots I’d ever seen… recalling seeing her wearing a few of the many pairs.

My entire body was trembling with excitement, as I bent down and picked up the pair of wedges Roxy had been wearing yesterday.

Before I even realized I was doing it, I had moved her shoe to my nose and was smelling the essence of her beautiful size six feet.

I inhaled deeply, as if I was taking my last ever breath, which made my cock harden like a steel beam.

I rubbed my cock through my shorts as I continued smelling her unique… exotic… enticing… scent.

Knowing she wouldn’t know I’d taken it since they’d be gone for a couple of days, I grabbed one of the wedges, put it in a grocery bag, and returned home.

Once there, I opened my laptop, turned on some hot hardcore porn with a girl in heels and nylons getting fucked, and I got undressed. I stroked my cock with one hand, while I licked and sniffed the sole of Roxy’s freshly worn heel… and I came within about thirty seconds. Pathetic… but the sweet, sweet, yet tangy taste of Roxy sweat was just too much. Truth be told, I hadn’t really watched any of the video I had turned on.

Feeling guilty, I put the wedge back in the bag and decided to return it tomorrow.

BUT….

Day 1… later that night.

Although I didn’t need to check on the cat again, I did need that other wedge. So I went over, petted the cat briefly just to convince myself I was actually doing the job I’d been requested to do, and retrieved the other heel… hoping for a fresh scent and taste. I quickly left like a twisted thief in the night, and returned to my bedroom for a second round of erotic shoe play.

This time I didn’t even bother to put any porn on, as I sniffed and licked the second wedge while furiously stroking my cock, and I did something I’d only done one other time… at my friend’s house and into his mother’s heel… I aimed my cock into her other heel… so many times had I fantasized about her slipping her foot inside of it and sliding into my cum.

Pounding my cock, I focused on spewing a massive load into her wedge. I lasted a little longer than last time… by maybe a minute… before exploding all of my white seed inside her wedge.

Once again, once my orgasm had subsided, I felt guilty.

This was so wrong.

I grabbed some tissue and cleaned the wedge as best I could, as I shook my head at how I had just disrespected Roxy.

Day 2

I’d like to say I fed the cat, gave her a few pets, returned the wedges and left… actually I did all those things… although I did something else before the leaving part.

I went back into Roxy’s bedroom and into her laundry basket, dug deeper, and found a pair of her pantyhose, which I put in my pocket. I grabbed another pair of wedges, taking a whiff and discovering she had recently worn these ones as well, and I headed back home.

In my bedroom, I put on some porn again, and being curious, having always wondered and been tempted, but never before actually following through, I got undressed and slid into the sheer, silky pantyhose. It took some time, as I discovered it wasn’t remotely like pulling on a pair of pants.

Once they were on, I rubbed my hands up and down my legs, in awe of how silky sheer they were, and how sexy the pantyhose made me feel. I couldn’t explain it, but in a sudden moment of clarity I felt an awakening of my feminine side; something I hadn’t known I had.

A little unnerved by that, I rubbed my very hard cock (which wasn’t at all feminine of course) through the sheer nylons, and I wondered what it porno izle would be like to stroke my hand up and down Roxy’s amazing legs… plus her perfect ass, and especially her sexy as fuck feet.

Feeling so horny, I pulled the pantyhose down a bit to release my cock, as I sniffed and licked inside Roxy’s six-inch left wedge.

Again I stroked my cock, as I licked the sole hungrily as if it were a melting ice cream cone, while I jerked my cock inside the other wedge.

I held back as long as I could… which was perhaps only two minutes… a new record because of the Roxy wedge in my hand… before erupting a huge wad inside of it.

Still horny, still crazed with lust, a new twisted idea popped into my head. Something I’d never seen in a porn film, or even pondered until this very moment… WHAT WOULD IT FEEL LIKE TO STICK MY HARD ROD INTO THE TOE OF THIS SEXY SHOE AND ACTUALLY FUCK IT LIKE A PUSSY?

The question now in my head, I needed to find out the answer.

Using my own freshly deposited first load, I squeezed the head of my cock between the thin toe straps, and began slowly moving the wedge back and forth on it.

As strange as it might sound to anyone who hasn’t done this, the sight of my cock moving back and forth inside that beautiful shoe was insanely sexy.

It felt a little like being inside a woman’s pussy… yet also completely different.

Because it was so taboo… so wrong… so kinky… it actually felt better than it should have.

Yet although it was an amazing sensation, I didn’t want to use the shoe as a masturbation device, I wanted to actually fuck the shoe.

I wanted to fuck the wedge like it was a pussy… like it was part of a woman.

I wanted to truly fuck it.

I went to the bathroom and placed the wedge on the sink, which just happened to be the perfect height, and I began to fuck it.

I smelt the one wedge, Roxy’s sweet scent adding to the stimulation and my exhilaration as it filled my nostrils, sending my entire body into overdrive.

I tightened the strap for maximum friction, as I pictured Roxy’s sexy feet encased in mocha-coloured stockings.

I lasted a little longer than I might have because I’d just come, but in a few minutes, I was unloading a second load into Roxy’s surrogate pussy. It felt so amazing… it felt like I had just actually fucked a girl.

Spent, I cleaned my cum out her shoe, and went across the room to do some online gaming.

Yet around midnight my cock was hard again, so I figured the Jacksons’ cat could use an extra treat.

So, I went back to their house, and after giving the cat a treat… so I could at least defend honestly why I was there this time if challenged… I went back into their bedroom.

I rummaged through Roxy’s dresser again, more thoroughly this time, and I found so much sexy lingerie there, including mocha-coloured old-fashioned pantyhose with a seam down the back, garter-belts and stockings, and even crotchless pantyhose. Fuck, the thought that at any time I’d seen her she could have been wearing crotchless pantyhose under her skirts and dresses, had me ready to bust a nut again.

I went into the closet, grabbed a pair of red six-inch pumps… there is just something fucking sexy as hell just about red heels, but six-inch ones?

So horny, I climbed out of my shorts and underwear, lay down on their bed, and sniffed inside the heels while I slowly stroked myself.

Her scent was so exotic… so subtle… but also captivating. I could imagine what it would be like to sniff those heels the very moment she had slipped her moist feet out of them.

I loved the smell of a pussy, but there was just something I couldn’t explain that really revved my engines, as I became entranced by the scent of her heel.

The red pump didn’t have an open toe, so I couldn’t fuck it. I could have gone and found another pair, but instead I got on my knees on the bed and sniffed one of the shoes while pumping my cock, and again aiming for the open target.

As usual, I didn’t last very long before shooting a big load directly into the shoe.

Spent, I quickly got dressed, but exhausted, I ended up crashing on their bed instead of going home.

Day 3

I was awakened at noon, when my phone rang. I was confused about my surroundings until I realized where I was.

I panicked; they were coming home today.

I reached for my phone and said, “Hello.”

“Hi, Kevin, ” a sexy feminine voice greeted me.

“Oh, hi,” I said, instantly wide awake. It was Roxy.

“We’ll be home in about three hours; can you please check in on Bella once more?” Roxy asked.

“Sure,” I agreed.

“Thanks. We owe you,” Roxy said.

I thought of the many ways she could repay me, but I answered simply, “Oh, it’s been no trouble at all. Happy to do it.”

“I’m glad. See you soon,” she said.

“Sounds good,” I replied.

“Have fun,” she said, then she hung up.

Realizing sex izle I had limited time remaining alone with her shoes, and figuring I should heed her advice and ‘have fun’, I went back into her closet, and found another sexy pair of shoes: these ones were black, open-toed five-inch sling backs.

Realizing this might be my last chance to do this forever, I decided to go all in. I grabbed a pair of her crotchless pantyhose, and after getting completely naked, I put on the mocha pantyhose and began caressing my legs. Fuck, it’s a real shame that pantyhose are considered a female only piece… like who the fuck decided that?

Same with heels!

I grabbed the shoes, and went into their master bathroom.

I stroked my cock slowly… allowing some precum to leak out, as I sniffed one heel while I placed the other on the bathroom sink.

The sweet scent had my balls boiling, and I used my pre-cum to lube the peep toe opening. It was a tight fit, tighter than the MILF ass I’d fucked when I picked her up at a bar a couple weeks ago, but once I was in, I slowly fucked it.

God, it was heaven.

I wanted to really enjoy this fucking, knowing I had a couple of hours before I had to make sure everything was back in place, so I took my time.

At least I did at first.

After a few minutes, I couldn’t control myself any longer, and I began to really pound that heel, using both of my hands to hold it in place.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, as I exploded my load inside my creative fuck toy.

“Shit,” a male voice… not mine!… said from behind me.

I looked up into the mirror, even as more of my cum spewed into the shoe, to see Mike and Roxy standing in the doorway, staring at me with looks of disbelief on their faces.

“Huh,” Roxy said, looking at me, with not with the complete shock and disgust I’d expect, but… ‘intrigue’ would be the word I would use.

“I-I-I’m s-s-so s-s-sorry,” I stammered, every word stemming from my being caught in the act in the most humiliating fashion ever… even making Jim fucking a pie in American Pie seem tame in comparison… a movie series my buddies and I had watched again just a couple weeks ago.

“May I please have my shoes back?” she asked surprisingly mildly, as she slipped out of the wedges she was wearing and revealed her newly painted toes, once again ruby red, encased in sheer black nylons… making my cock, still throbbing, leak out a little more cum.

“S-s-sure,” I stammered, completely humiliated, and yet now becoming a little confused by their unfussed reaction.

I pulled my cock slowly out of the shoe, and handed her the cum-filled heel.

“The other one too, if you please,” she ordered politely, but nonetheless it was an order.

“Yes ma’am,” I replied, also handing her the clean shoe… which was now super clean after my tongue-licking.

I watched in shocked awe, still wearing her crotchless pantyhose as she slipped into her heels… deliberately sliding one of her stockinged feet right into my big… fresh… hot… load.

Roxy walked over to her bed and sat down next to me asking point blank, “How long have you wanted to fuck me, Kevin?”

“Yes, how long have you wanted to fuck my wife?” Mike reiterated, having been completely silent this entire time until now. Unlike hers, his tone was a little scary.

“Um, I, um…” I struggled to find an answer.

“Relax, son. It’s not a trick question with a calamitous answer. Everyone wants to fuck my wife,” Mike elaborated, suddenly sounding far less scary.

“Not everyone,” she said coyly, as she dangled the heel containing my cum from her toe.

“No, maybe not the priests and nuns of this world,” he chuckled, seeming amused and relievedly okay about my obsession with his wife.

“Actually, I have had a nun or two go down on me, but I’ve only fucked one priest,” she pointed out, still dangling that shoe like a hypnotist’s watch… that impious visual making my cock flinch, dying to hear those stories.

“See? Everyone does,” Mike laughed as I remained outwardly stoic, and hard in every way conceivable.

“So, what were you thinking about while you fucked my shoe?” Roxy asked, looking directly at me, and glancing down to my hard cock, which was still raging… and which had no intention of going down anytime soon.

“You,” I answered sheepishly.

“Of course. But what about me?”

“Yeah, f’rinstance were you thinking about fucking my wife?” Mike asked in a stern tone that scared me a little bit again… okay a lot… since he could break me in two without even breaking a sweat.

“N-n-no,” I lied.

“You don’t want to fuck me? Not even a little?” she asked with a bit of a pout.

“Oh,” I groaned, giving her my answer without actually answering.

“Or to eat my pussy?” she continued, obviously really enjoying the power she wielded over me.

“I, um….”

“Or perhaps… and I think this one should be closest to home… to slide your cock between these sexy nylon-clad feet?” she asked, as she dropped both of her heels to the floor, leaned back on her bed a bit, and offered up both of her soles… including the one that was cum-coated. The black nylon made my white goo on it very visible.

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