Azgın İş Arkadaşım Kocam Ben Birlikte Yaptık

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Kocamla yeni evlenmiş sayılırız. Kocam seks konusunda çok aşırıdır ve çoğu zaman ben ona yetmediğim için mastürbasyon yapar. Benim iş yerindeki arkadaşım Filiz de çok çekici ve sempatik bir kızdır. Filiz daha 19 yaşında. Filiz kocama yakın davrandığı için kocamın çok ilgisini çekiyordu. Eminim kocam mastürbasyon yaparken Filiz’i düşünüyordu.

Kocam bir gün dedi ki, ‘Bak canım sen bana yetmiyorsun biliyorsun. Sizin iş yerindeki Filiz de azgın birine benziyor. Hem de Bende gözü var. En iyisi Filiz’i aramıza alalım. Hem Ben amcığa doyayım, hem de Filiz senden habersiz bana sarkmasın’. Ben şaşırmıştım ama dedikleri çok mantıklıydı. Ama Filiz kabul eder mi, dedim. Canım, sen bir teklif et. Nasıl olsa canı yarak istiyor bes belli dedi.
Ben birkaç gün sonra iş çıkışı Filiz’e ‘seninle grup seks yapmak istiyoruz’ dedim. Filiz beni terslemedi, bilakis bir anda gözleri gaziantep escort parladı. Anlaşılan gerçekten Ayhan’ın yarağını çok istiyordu. Akşam saat 06’da Filiz bize geldi. Hemen masayı donattık. Birazdan Ayhan da geldi ve başladık hem yemeye hem de sohbet etmeye. Kocam gözlerini Filiz ‘den alamıyordu. Sanki ben yanında yokmuşum gibi Filiz ‘e baygın baygın bakıyordu. Filiz ‘in vücudu da çok güzeldi hani.
Aradan 1 saat geçmişti. Artık hepimiz sabırsızlanmaya başlamıştık. Konu dönüp dolaşıp sekse gelmişti. Kocam Filiz ‘e ‘memelerin çok güzel’ dedi. Filiz de hemen memelerini fora etti. ‘‘İstersen dokunabilirsin’’dedi. Kocam durur mu, hemen Filiz‘in memelerine yumuldu. Ama ne yumulma. Resmen iki memesinin arasında kaybolmuştu. Ben de kocamın pantolonunu çıkardım ve muhteşem sikini okşamaya başladım. Sonra da ağzıma aldım.. Artık yalıyor, ağzıma sokuyordum kocamın sikini… Bundan cesaret alan Filiz iyice açıldı. Çırılçıplak kaldı hemencecik. Filiz’in Ayhan’ın yarağını bu kadar çok istediğini doğrusu ikimiz de tahmin edememiştik. Ben kocamın sikini tamamen Filiz’e bıraktım ve Filiz’in amını yalamaya başladım. Filiz’den zevk sesleri gelmeye başlamıştı.
Filiz’in amı iyice ıslanınca kocama gel sok sikini bu çıtır amcığa dedim. O da hiç durur mu. Hemen sikini Filiz’in amına kökledi. Sokmasıyla Filiz’den derin bir oooohhhh sesi geldi. Filiz uzun zamandır yarak yemiyordu anlaşılan. Çok da özlemiş canım arkadaşım. Kocam sokup sokup çıkarıyordu sikini Filiz’in amına. Filiz’in ağzına da benim amımı verdim. Filiz hem am yalıyordu hem de amını siktiriyordu. Bu Filiz’in çok hoşuna gitmişti. Çıldırmış gibiydi. İniltileri tüm evi kaplamıştı.
Şöyle bir baktım da, kocam da uzun zamandır hiç bu kadar keyifli görünmüyordu. Ne de olsa Benden 8 yaş küçük, az sikilmiş, ateşli, çıtır bir amcığı sikiyordu. Kocam Filiz’in amına bayılmıştı. Adeta 2 yılın acısını çıkarıyordu. Derken Ayhan Filiz’in bacaklarını omzuna aldı. Adeta azgın bir boğa gibi sikiyordu Filiz’i. Sikinin hepsini Filiz’in amına sokup sokup çıkarıyordu. O kocaman yarak Filiz’in amında bir görünüyor bir kayboluyordu. Filiz de adeta bulutların üzerinde uçar gibi zevkten dört köşe amcığımı yalıyordu.
Kocam Filiz’e her köklediğinde Filiz de benim amıma yapışıyordu. Sonunda kocam Filiz’e öyle bir kökledi ki nerdeyse Filiz’in kafası duvara vuruyordu. Bu son yüklenişin ardından kocam Filiz’in amına tüm döllerini boşalttı.
Bu sikiş üçümüzü de yormuştu. Birer sigara yaktık. Biraz dinlendikten sonra kaldığımız yerden sikişe devam ettik. O gece kocam Filiz’i yarağa iyice doyurdu. Tabi ki kocam da amcığa doydu. Hala kocam doymadığı zaman Filiz’i çağırıyoruz ve kocam iyice bir sikiyor Filiz’i.

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Pavyondaki Kadın İle Anal Seks Hikayesi

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Selamlar değerli ve özel seks hikaye okuyucuları, adım Hasan Kocaeli Gebze’de ikamet eden yakışıklı biriyim. Orta yaşlı fiziği taş gibi olan Alev ile yaşadığım porno filmini aratmayacak bir hikayem var.

Alev ile aynı semtte oturuyoruz kendisi bir müzikholde çalışan orta yaşlı fakat fiziği ile 18 lik kızlara taş çıkaracak ateşli bir hatun. Sima olarak birbirimizi tanıyorduk ve farklı bir semtte tesadüf karşılaştık ben konuşmak için uygun zaman olduğunu düşündüm ılımlı yaklaştı, bir cafeterya’da oturup tatlı ısmarlamayı teklif ettim kabul etti. Biraz sohbet muhabbet numaramı aldı fakat kendi numarasını vermedi ayrıldık. Aramaz düşüncesi ile oradan ayrıldım ve evin yolunu tuttum. Bir kaç gün sonra arkadaşlarım ile takılıyordum kafamda inceden güzeldi ve telefonum çaldı arayan Alev’di yakınlarda bir çorbacı’dan gaziantep escort onu görmek istiyorsam alabileceğimi söyledi. Söylediği çorbacıya gittim orada idi fakat tanıyamadım, saçları sarı olan Alev üzerine boydan biri mini elbise giymiş bomba gibi oturuyordu. Fakat tanınmamak için çevrede siyah bir peruk takmıştı. Selamlaştık hesabı ödedim ve arabaya bindik konuşmaları ve davranışlarından sarhoş olduğu belli idi aracım olmadığı için arkadaşımın aracı ile gitmiştim. Arkadaşım aracı kullanırken biz arkada oturuyorduk, koltuğa oturduğunda kısa olan eteği iyice geri çekilmiş ve amcığı ortaya çıkmıştı. Bana sarılmış sanki uzun süredir sevgiliymiş gibi yarrağı sıvazlıyor arada öpücükler ile beni azdırıyordu. Dantelli iç çamaşırının üzerinde amcığını okşamaya başlamıştım. Gidecek yer yoktu ancak küçük bir ofis vardı mecburen oraya gittik. Arkadaşım bizi bıraktı içeri girdik ve ateşli bir öpüşmeye başladık. Konuşmaya hiç fırsat bulamadan yarrağa asırlardır hasret gibi emmeye başladı. Önümde diz çöküp sakso çekmeye başlayan Alevin boydan elbisesinin içine ellerimi soktum ve küçük memelerini yoğurmaya başladım. Aşırı hoşuna gitmiş olacak ki taşşaklarımı bütünüyle ağzına alıp emmeye başlayınca müthiş bir haz duydum. Masa’ya domaltıp eteğini yukarı sıyırdım, soymadan tangasını kenara alarak amına giriş yaptım sert bir şekilde vurmaya başladım. Alev inliyordu amı sulanmıştı fakat doğruyu söylemek gerekirse am demeye şahit gerekliydi. Sarhoş olan Aleve domalmış vaziyette yarrak yerine kolumu soksam hiç farkına varmazdı buna emin olun. Fakat yapacak bir şey yoktu önce onu boşaltıp sonra keyfime bakmalıydım ve öyle yaptım. En çok hangi pozisyondan zevk alırsın diye sordum yere uzanmamı söyledi. Uzadım sert yarrağın üzerine oturan Alev inip kalkmak yerine köküne kadar alıp daire çizmeye başladı ben ise memelerini sert ve canını yakacak bir şekilde sıkıyordum. Bir müddet böyle devam ettik ve nihayet sarsılarak boşaldı nefes bile almasına fırsat vermeden kaldırıp tekrar domalttım. Gözüme çarpan göt deliğini parmaklarken tekrar bozuntuya vermemek için amına giriş yaptım. Boşalmanın etkisi ile vıcık vıcık olan amcığın suları ile göt deliğine tek parmağımı sokmayı başarmıştım. Biraz daha girip çıktıktan sonra Anal seks zamanı gelmişti ve bir hamlede götüne kökledim. Bağırmaya başlayan Alev’in ağzını elim ile kapatıp götüne köküne kadar giriyordum.

Uzun süre sikip götün keyfini yaşarım diye düşünsem de inlemeleri beni aşırı zevke getirmişti ve daracık göt deliğinin içine büyük haz duyarak fışkırttım.

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Komşumuz Olgun Kadınla Doyumsuz Sexs Hikayesi

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ben 22 yasındayım.Size anlatacagım hikaye 18 yaşında başımdan geçti.o sıralar ailemle ankarada bi apartman
dairesinde oturuyorduk.karşı dairemizde doktor ahmet abiyle kendisi gibi doktor olan cemile abla oturuyordu.Cemile abla 34 yaşında siyah uzun saçlı, süt gibi beyaz tenli 18 lik bir lolita vücuduna sahip bi kadındı.ben 18 yaşında olmama ragmen herkes bana askerliği nerde yaptın
diye sorardı.sanırım fazla gelişmiş olmamdan bu şanslı olay başımdan geçti. bir gün annem evde şeker kalmadıgını cemile abladan bi fincan getirmemi soyledi.zorla elime fincanı verip beni yolladı.bi kaç kez uzun uzun kapıyı çaldım ama kimse açmıyordu.sonra kim o diye bi ses duydum bu cemile ablaydı.benim cemile abla ferhat dedim.Ha sen misin bekle acıyorum dedi.ve kapıyı açtı.ustune bi çarşaf dolamıştı ve sanırım içinde başka bisey de yoktu.bana televizyon seyrediği için zili duymadıgını soyledi.ama ben onun çarsaf tarafından sıkılmış guzel vucuduna

dalmış gitmiştim.bi an beni durttu ve gulerek ne istediğimi sordu.kekeleyerek .( )
şeker diyebildim ve fincanı uzattım.fincanı aldı ve beklememi soyledi. derken içerden seslendi.Ferhat buraya gel diordu.ses mutfaktan geliyordu.mutfaga girdim.parmaklarının ucunda ustteki raflardan birine uzanmaya calısıyordu.,Ahmet abin sekeri usteki dolaba koymuş.o da bugun nöbetçi boyum yetmedi bana bi yardım et dedi.cemile ablanın arkasından şekeri almak uzandım ama biraz fazla yaklaşmış olmalıyım
ki kalcasına hafif bi surtme oldu.bu cok hosuma gitti. sekeri indirdim.bi fincan alıp teşekkür ettim.tam giderken Cemile abla kendisine yardım edip edemeyecegimi sordu.ne konuda diye sorunca.duştaki muslugun calışmadıgı soyledi.bende şekeri eve bırakıp hemen geliyim diye eve uctum.şekeri verip anneme arkadaslarla
gezmeye gittigimizi soyledim ve karsıya gectim. Cemile abla hala carsaflaydı .
ama carsafın boyu kısalmıştı sanki.mini etek gibi duruyordu.beni duşa götürdü ve muslugu gösterdi.duşun altına gecip muslugu açtım ve açmamla sırılsıklam olmam bir oldu.megersem musluk bozuk filan degilmiş.bu halimi goren cemile
abla özür dileyip bozuldugunu sandıgını soyledi.ama ustum basım sırıksıklam ıslanmıstı.bana soyunmamı kocasının elbiselerinden bana uygun bişey getirecegini soyledi.ve banyonun kapısını kapatıp gitti. ben de soyunup elbiseleri beklerken aklıma cemile ablanın vucudu geldi ve klozete oturup benim oğlanı sıvazlamaya başladım oğlan
tam kalkmaya başlamıştı ki cemile abla birden kapıyı açtı ve beni o halde gorunce hemen elbiseleri atıp kapıyı kapattı.ben yerin dibine girmiştim. elbiseleri giyip salona gittim.ve cemile ablayı cırılcıplak koltukta oturken gordum.bana bakıp gulumsedi ve ben seni cıplak gördüm sen de beni görde hak gecmesin dedi.vucudu inanılmaz sexiydi.memeleri birer füze gibiydi.bacakları sutun gibiydi.bana gel otur yanıma dedi.gidip koltugun diger ucuna oturdum.yavas yavas bana dogru yaklastı ve elini bacagıma attı.bana bak sana bişey sormak istiyorum.dedi. ben heyecandan ve utanctan konusamıyordum. zorlukla
tabi dedim.Vucudumu begendin mi?dedi.Ben de muhtesem dedim.eger oyleyse senle bi anlaşma yapalım.Az önce banyoda aletini gördüm gayet gaziantep escort iyiydi beni tatmin
edecek boyutta.ahmet olacak sünepe beni doyuramıyor.ben de yıllardır yanıyorum.eger şimdi beni tatmin edebilirsen her zaman seninle beraber olacagız. ve bunun()
yanında beni her becerişinde sana belli bi miktarda para da verecegim ne dersin?dedi.ben duyduklarıma inanamıyordum.henüz hiç bi dişiyle ilişkiye girmediğim için de beceremeyecegimden korkuyordum.tabi ki bu teklifi kabul etmemek buyuk eşeklik olur diyip kabul ettim.bunu duyunca cemile abla bana banyoya
gidip ustumu cıkarmamı ve klozote oturmamı soyledi. bende dediğini yaptım.biraz sonra o da banyoya geldi.hala cıplaktı.kapıdan girince amını daha yeni .
traş ettiğini gordum.ama heyecandan aletim kalkmamıştı. bunu gorunce ii kaldırmamışsın bunu ben yapmak istiyorum dedi ve önume çömeldi.sikimi eline aldı ve
okşamaya başladı ben titriyordum.bana rahat ol sana hayatının en zevkli dakikalarını yaşatacagım deyip bir anda benim kamışı ağzına aldı ve saksoya başladı.cok tecrubeliydi sanki motor gibi yalayıp emiyordu.Porno filmlerde gördüğüm .
kadınlar gibiydi.ben de filmler aklıma gelince elimi korka korka memelerine goturdum ve okşamaya başladım.bunu yapınca başını kaldırdı ve bana gulumseyerek aferin dedi.memeleri yumusacıktı okşadıkca hoşuma gidiyordu.bu arada o da aleti
sertleştirmeye devam ediyordu.birden kalktı ve duşun altına gitti beni yanına cagırdı ve suyu açtı.bu arada dudaklarıma yapıştı.öpüşmeye başladık dilimi ağzına
sokup geziniyor dudaklarını emiyordum.cok tatlıydı. o bu arada hala aletimi sıvazlıyordu.bende memelerdeydim.bi ara elimin birini tutup amının ustune yerleştirdi.buz gibi
suyun altında olmamıza ragmen amı ateş gibiydi.yanıyorsun dedim. oda bana söndur o zaman erkeğim dedi.hemen eğilip amını yalamaya başladım.dilimi arasına sokup cıkarıyordum.cok tatlı bi su geliyordu agzıma.Cemile abla başıma bastırıyordu.derken gir artık içine dedi.ve onu kucaklayıp yatak odasına goturdum. ikimiz
de sırılsıklamdık. onu yataga atıp bacaklarını iki yana açtım girmek için ileri gittiğimde sikimi tutup biraz daha okşamaya başladı. iyice sert
olsun ki zevk daha fazla olsun değil mi erkeğim?diyerek.sonra hadi içime gir ve beni uçur azgın boğam benim diye
amının dudaklarını ayırdı.sikimin başını amına sürtmeye başladım.bu onu iyice azdırmıştı.yalvarırım sok artık diye inliyordu.derken bir hamlede o zamanlar 18 cm
olan yaragımı amına gömüverdim.cemile abla ıhhh hadi pompala beni diye bagırıyordu.bende bacaklarını iyice ayırıp başladıp gel gide.gidip geldikçe daha da hızlanıyordum o da daha yüksek sesle inliyor hızlanmamı istiyordu.aletim onun dipsiz kuyusuna bir girip bi çıkıyordu.altımda kıvranıyor acaip zevk
aldıgı her halinden belli oluyordu.artık boşalacagımı anlamıştım.amından cıkıp karnına oturdum ve yaragımı Cemile ablanın tombul memelerinin arasına yerleştirdim o da
memelerini iki taraftan sıkıştırdı.böyle bi kaç geliş gidişten sonra suratına boşaldım. hemen aletimi kavradı ve emmeye başladı.doymadıgı her halınden belliydi.beni
sırtüstü yatırıp mutfaktan bi kavanozda bal getirdi.aletimi bala buladıktan sonra yalamaya başladı.beni zevkten kudurtuyordu.kocasıyla yapamadıgı herşeyi benle yapmak istiyordu.bikaç saniyede
aletimi tertemiz yaptı.sonrada memelerine ve amının dudaklarına bal sürüp yanıma yattı.hemen memelerini yalamaya başladım.oralar bitince amına geldi sıra amının suyuyla bal karışınca daha da bi tatlanmıştı.artık ikinci postaya hazırdık.yataga oturdum ve onu kucagıma alıp kukusuna geçirdim.arkası bana dönüktü.ellerimle memelerini kavrayıp zıplamasını söyledim.bir anda lastik top gibi zıplamaya başladı.bu pozisyon oldum olası hoşuma giderdi.ve artık yapıyordum.deli gibi zıplıyordu. her zıplayışında
aletimin hepsini içine alıyordu.ben kendimden geçmiş sekilde arkadan sırtını, boynunu yalıyor öpüyordum.aklımı başımdan almıştı.biraz sonra suratı bana dönük pozisyona geçtik.bu seferde kafamı memelerine gömdüm.yalamaya emmeye başladım.ellerimle gotunu okşuyordum.arasıra got deliğine dokunuyordum.derken inlemeleri hızlandı.zevkten çıldırıyordu.sanırım boşalacaktı ve sandıgım gibi oldu.çığlık çığlığa( )
henüz içindeyken boşaldı.zevk çığlıkları bittiğinde dudaklarıma yapıştı.hiç erkek görmemiş gibiydi.hayvan gibi saldırıyordu.ama ben hala boşalmamıştım.önüme çömelip bana 31 çektirmeye başladı.sonra ağzına aldı ve belki de sexte en iyi oldugu saksoya başladı.aletimi ağzına sokup cıkarırken ağzının içinde dili boş durmuyor yalamaya
devam ediyordu.ağzı da amı kadar zevk veriyordu.tabi ki bu sakso seansı sonucunu kısa sürede vermişti. boşalacagımı söylediğimde daha hızlı emmeye başladı.zevkin
doruklarında boşalıyordum.ben ağzının içine attırdıkça o içine cekiyor sikimin kafasını emiyordu.son damlasına kadar yutmuştu spermlerimi.ama hala sikimi sömürüyor ve küçük
diş darbeleri atıyordu.sonun da sikimi agzından kurtarmıştım. biraz dinlendikten sonra tekrar banyoya gitti.5 dakka sonra beni banyoya çagırıyordu.banyoya gittiğimde küveti suyla doldurmuş oldugunu gördüm.ılık su son derece güzel duruyordu.geldiğimi görünce küvete sırtüstü yattı ve beni yanına cağırdı.küvete girmeden aletimi ağzına
alıp biraz kaldırdı.sertleşince ben de küvete girdim.suyun içinde amının yeri belli olmuyordu.cemile abla da bunu anlamış sikimi tutup kendisi amına yerleştirmişti.bu arada ılık su bizi iyice azdırmıştı.amına ilk yüklenişimde amındaki hava bir anda suyun yüzüne baloncuklar cıkmasına sebep oldu.ve birden
hızlandım. çap çup seslerin eşliğinde onun o güzel amcığını bir kez daha pompalıyordum.suyun içinde onu okşuyor her yerini mıncıklıyordum.bacakları cok pürüzsüzdü.onları .
omzuma aldım.amını sikmeye böyle devam ettim. küvette de birer kez boşaldıktan sonra bana yemek hazırladı ama yorgunluktan yemek yiyecek takatimiz
kalmamıştı.buna rağmen hala birbirimize yiyecek gibi bakıyorduk.bana ferhat arkadan yapmak ister misin?ben hiç denemedim ama senle yapmak isterim dedi.ben de neden olmasın dedim ve kabul ettim. yemeği bırakıp kanepeye oturduk.cemile abla içeri gidip sütyen kilot ve jartiyerden oluşan kırmızı bir
dantelli fantezi kıyafeti giymişti.ben hala cıplaktım ama aletim kalkacaga benzemiyordu.bunu goren cemile yanıma geldi ve striptize başladı bu arada hafif bir de müzik acmıştı.bu işte de son derece başarılıydı.müzik eşliğinde arkasını dondu ve sutyeninin kopçasını acıp kollarından aşagı indirdi.bana donup
sadece elleri yardımıyla duran sutyenını bırakıp memelerini ortaya cıkardı ve beni heyecanlandırmaya başladı.sıra altaydı.bana dogru domalıp geri geri yaklaşmaya başladı. tam elimi poposuna atacaktım kı benden kaçtı.sonra tekrar domaldı ve yavasca kilotunu sıyırmaya başladı.cok nazik hareketlerle indiriyordu.once sıradaki hedef gorundu.sımsıkı gorunuyordu.götten
hiç yemediği belliydi.sonra da az once harap ettiğim amcıgı.ve sonun .
da kilotu da cıkarmıştı.sadece jartiyerle kalmıştı. bu şovun ardından benim alet kendine gelir gibi olmuştu.ama tamamen kalmamıştı.hala kalkmadıgını goren cemile yarı kızgın yarı azgın önüme çömelip agzına aldı ve hızlıca
emmeye yalamaya başladı.arada bir ısırıklar atıyor az da olsa canımı yakıyordu.öyle yapınca ben de onun meme uçlarını sıkıyor yavas olmasını belirtiyordum.sikimi iyice sertleştirince içeri koşup gözve götyakmayan bebe şampuanı ile geldi ve eline döküp sikimi iyice şampuanladı.sonra şampuanı bana verip
tek bacagını yere tek bacagını kanepeye koyarak domaldı.ben de biraz tükürük biraz şampuanla götünün deliğini ovalamaya başladım.aslında elimle pek genişletmek istemiyordum. biraz masajdan sonra hazır olup olmadıgını sordum.o da cok yavas olmamı canını yakmamamı soyledi.tabi tabi deyip şampuandan köpürmüş sikimin kafasını
deliğin ağzına bastırmaya başladım.bu arada yavaş yavaş die soyleniyordu.emredersin deyip bir anda abandım.abanmamla cemile abla cıglıgı patlattı.ama aletin yarıya yakını girmişti.biraz daha abanınca ağlamaya başladı.nolur cıkar cok büyük alamam cok acıyor die yalvarıyordu.kendin istedin cemile abla pilavdan dönenin kaşıgı kırılsın deyip işime devam ettim. bu arada altından kurtulmaya calısıyordu ben ise onu coktan karnından kavramıştım.onu hiç bırakmadan yavaş bir sekilde yuklenmeye devam ediyordum.her yuklenisimde biraz daha giriyor cemile ablanın aglaması ise yerini inlemeye bırakıyordu.aglamasının kesildigini gorunce birden abandım ve sikimin
hepsini cemile ablanın deliğine kökledim.Cemile abla ohhhhh diye kendini bırakıverdi.ben de hemen gidip gelmeye yani delik genişletmeye başladım gittikçe genişleyen delik cemile ablanın zevk sesleri ve aldıgım tarif edilmez zevk beni ucuruyordu.sonun da bosalacagımı anlamıştım. kafası mosmor olan sikimi cemile ablanın kıpkırmızı olan götünden cıkardıgım da cemile abla yere yıgıldı ben de cok yorgundum ama hala bosalmamıştım.hemen cemile ablayı yan .
cevirip koltuk altına yaragımım yerleştirdim.bir kaç gidiş gelişten sonra cemile ablanın suratına boşaldım ve uzerine yıgıldım. kendime geldigimde cemile ablayı uyandırıp artık gitmem gerekiyor dediğimde ferhat artık benim kocam sensin.ahmet 3 gün sonra yine nöbetçi.seni bekleyeceğim dedi ve o zamanın parasıyla hiç unutmam 100 dolara yakın bi para verdi bana.parayı alınca hemen onu öpmeye başladım bu arada da okşuyordum o( )
güzel vücudu.çünkü 3 gün ayrı kalacaktık.ama ben 3 gun dayanamayacagımı anlayıp o 100 dolarla öbür gün bir manita kiralayıp alem
yaptım.Tabii cemile ablanın da kadrolu elemanı oldum. Hikayelerim devam edecek

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SissyMandy – Tamed By A Cougar

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I have no idea when I finally fell asleep last night, and I’m not really sure what time it is as Sherry spoons her naked body into me. Hell, I don’t even remember her getting in bed with me. All I know for sure is that it’s barely light outside, and I’m still horny.My weak, rational brain is haunted with fuzzy recollections of my little dick on Viagra, my cuffed wrists bound and secured to my collar, and a realistic, vibrating rubber cock shoved up my butt.My more dominant sissy brain, however, loves every bit of it. It glows with excitement over the humiliation I felt when Brenda and Sherry, after working me into an erotic frenzy, merrily departed my bedroom to have sex by themselves.Alone in the dark, I struggled with the words Brenda said before they abandoned me. ‘Your mind is your most erotic sex organ’. She then told me if I wanted to cum, I was going to have to do it myself. ‘Use your mind’, she said as I begged her to jack me off.Fuck, does she not know how a man is wired? Of course, she does. She knows more about the male anatomy than I do. Mentally, she’s turned me into a feminine sissy, but physically, my body still functions as a male. Men cum with their cocks, not their fucking minds!I rolled over on my stomach, feverishly pumping my Viagra-hardened cock into the bedspread until my skin was raw. I think I probably fell asleep when the battery in my rubber cock finally died.As I’m waking from the same dream where I’m always a beautiful princess, I realize that my arms are free, and the cuffs are removed from my wrists and ankles. The rubber cock’s been taken out of my ass, but now my dick is locked up.”Time to wake up, babe,” Sherry softly whispers. “We have lots to do before it’s time for you to go to work.””Work…?” I mumble. “Fuuuuuck… I forgot about work.””Monday morning, sweetheart. Time to face the real world.””Why is my cock already locked up?”She lightly slaps my face. “Not a cock… slut-girl!””Okay… my clitty.””That’s better. Brenda and I came in after you were asleep and tucked you in. Did you ever cum last night?””Fuck no! I don’t know why she thought I could. Men cum with their dicks, not with their minds.””But you’re no longer a male, honey, and you never did have an actual man-cock. Your sissy clit… needs to be kept under our control. That’s why your little wee-wee is locked up. I don’t always understand the reasoning behind everything Brenda does, but I do understand that sissies are girls in male bodies.”If you want to cum like sissies do, you’ll have to forget about that tiny sissy clit, and learn to cum through your sissy-puss. And you’ve got nothing to bitch about, because we got you off twice this weekend, which is more than you’re used to getting.””I’m not complaining about all the great sex I got this weekend. I just wish I knew how to make myself cum without touching myself.””I’m sure Brenda will teach you, like she’s taught you everything else. Look, we both love you more than we ever have, so just go with the flow and let Mistress Brenda guide you through it.””I suppose you’re right. Maybe she intentionally frustrated me like that, so I could see another step I have to go through?””Yes, baby… think of it as the next step to your ultimate goal of becoming the complete sissy that we both know is right for you. Let’s get up now. You have to become Mark again, unless you want to go to work with fingernail extensions and makeup.””Oh, shit no. I think Janine already suspects something’s going on with me.””Why do you think that?””Because she teases me and calls me ‘Markie’ sometimes. Remember that day Brenda sent me to give a stranger a blow job during lunch? Well, she giggled at me when I came back to work late, like she knew what I’d just done.””She’s probably just attracted to the sissy part of you. I’ve heard gossip Şerifali Escort that her sex life at home sucks really bad. From what I’ve seen of her, she’s a sweet girl with a nice figure. I don’t understand why her husband neglects her.””She’s definitely sweet, and she’s covered my ass so many times when I’ve fucked up at work. If I wasn’t the boss’s son, I would have been fired a long time ago.””Do you like her? Like, sexually attracted to her?””A little bit. I’ve never thought much about it, because we’re married, and she’s married.””I’ll remind you that our marriage is an open marriage now, and you’re not my husband anymore, you’re my girlfriend. As married girlfriends, we’re free to have sex with anyone we want. So if you have feelings for her, honey, don’t be afraid to take advantage of any opportunity that might come up.””I don’t think it will. I can’t picture myself in bed with her. She’s so hot, and I’m so…””Sissy…?””Yeah, I guess. I’m really more attracted to men now than women. I just don’t see myself involved with Janine like that.””You never know… some girls are attracted to sissies. I know I am.”~~~~~It’s good that Sherry got me out of bed early. With this being the first day of my new sissy workout routine, the next three hours are very busy. In the bathroom, Sherry shows me how to quickly remove my nail extensions and the red polish I painted on my nails Friday night. I want to take a shower with her, but she makes me shower by myself while she makes breakfast.”We’ll put on your new sissy workout CD after breakfast,” she says. “I’ll be working out with you because I want to spend more time with you, and I also want a firmer, sexier body.””You’re already smokin’ hot.””True,” she agrees, “but a hotwife can’t be too sexy, babe. Mistress has big plans for us.””What big plans?””She’ll tell you when need to know. Now, into the shower you go!”The moment I step into the shower, I think about the kinky sex Mistress and I had in here yesterday. I start playing with my nipple rings, relishing delightful new sensations as I pull my nipples out; imagining myself with implants as I look down at my pretty jeweled belly ring.I’d love to jack off, but with my clitty locked away, I have to imagine getting fucked like a horny little slut. My little clitty pulses as erotic thoughts flood my brain. I close my eyes, clenching my ass around an imaginary cock, and think about dirty, slutty things.”Mandy…?” Sherry interrupts my erotic fantasy. “Hurry up in there. Come and eat so we can work out.”Coming out of the bathroom, I’m looking forward to a hearty breakfast after the disappointing soup and salad she gave me last night. But instead of eggs and bacon, Sherry hands me a big glass of thick, purple liquid.”What’s this…?” I ask with a tone of disgust.”It’s a breakfast smoothie,” she grins. “You’ll like it. It’s got lots of blueberries, a banana, yogurt, and a special protein powder that’ll give you energy without the fattening calories.””So I’m having this every morning?””Yes. And remember, we won’t put up with any complaining. You’re more than just our sissy now. You’re our slave, and you’ll do as we say… if you want your sex rewards.”Of course, I want my sex rewards. I don’t know why I’m always so horny, but I am, and sex rewards are like doggie treats to me. I’ll do anything to get them, so I don’t complain as we go into the living room to drink our smoothies.As Sherry loads the CD into the player, I’m pleasantly surprised at how delicious my smoothie tastes. The fresh blueberries excite my senses. The banana and walnuts are nourishing, and the Greek yogurt is a perfect blend that binds the flavors together.As the video starts to play, we giggle on the couch when the title, ‘Sissy Sex Machine’, appears on the screen. Then Şerifali Escort Bayan a hot-looking shemale in a skimpy bikini, with nice tits and long, black hair in a ponytail appears, as if she’s in the middle of a workout.’Oh… hey girls!’ the shemale welcomes us. ‘I’m Mistress Karen… I’m so glad you decided to join me for our daily workout. If you love sex as much as I do, you know that it takes physical stamina to perform at your best.’What makes a sissy like you so desirable to those special kind of men, is your ability to fuck for longer periods of time than most women can. As a former male, you were born with a stamina mechanism that women can’t match. That makes you a potential sex machine, if you trigger that mechanism and develop your body the way I’ll show you.’So come along with me, sissy goddess. Turn yourself into the insatiable sex machine you were born to be!'”Geeeeez…” I giggle as we get off the couch, “she’s fuckin’ hot.””No shit,” Sherry giggles back, “I’d spread my legs for her in a second!””Me too,” I laugh, “except that she’d probably make me bend over.”We’re both laughing about it as Mistress Karen guides us through a series of stretches designed to increase our flexibility. We then do a ten-minute aerobic dance routine to build our stamina. After that, it’s on to squats, which I kinda hate, because my legs are burning while Sherry seems to be doing hers effortlessly.As we’re doing them, Mistress Karen tells us to imagine ourselves riding a big cock. We squeeze our ass muscles on the way up, then push them out as we go down. I swear, her carefully scripted, suggestive words make me feel like I’m fucking. Once the squats are over, we then sit on the floor and bend forward to touch our toes.”Shit…” I complain, “I can only reach half past my knees.”Sherry, who’s almost touching her toes, tells me it’s because I’m out of shape, and it’s why we’re doing this. I can’t agree more, and I now see why Mistress called me a fucking weakling when I couldn’t bend down far enough to eat Sherry’s pussy with my arms behind my back.”Wasn’t that fun?” Sherry hugs her naked body into me when the workout ends.”I’ll get used to it,” I say with panting breaths, “my legs burned doing the squats, but imagining a big cock inside me kept me going.””So it made you horny?””Of course it did. It seems like I’m always horny.””Mistress told me that sissies are naturally horny creatures, so you’re supposed to be horny all the time. Since you’ve been such a good girl, I’ll give you a pussy reward before you go to work. Would you like that?””I’d love that!””There’s just one more thing you’ll have to do to earn that reward.””What…? I’ll do anything.””Well, Brenda thinks it’s about time for you to start wearing nylon stockings under your pants every day. Think you can do that for us?””I guess so, but I’m not excited about it.””You weren’t excited about wearing panties every day either, but now you love it, don’t you?””Yes, I love all my pretty panties.””Then you’ll love how nylons will make you feel pretty when you have to dress as a man. Hurry up now, you have to leave in twenty minutes. My pussy needs some licking.”I’m definitely not thrilled about having to wear nylons every day now, but getting a pussy reward really excites me! The thigh top nylons over my smooth-shaven legs actually feel wonderful under my suit pants. Prancing around like a little pixie as I dress for work, all I can think about is my sex treat.”That was fast,” Sherry giggles when I come running into the living room, “you must be motivated. Come eat, slut-girl. You’ve got ten minutes of treat time before you have to leave.”I jump on the couch as Sherry sets a timer on her cell phone. Fuck… her pussy looks so damn good, and I’m just about to lick between Escort Şerifali her glistening lips, when I get a sudden urge to just kiss her.Brushing my nose through her curly bush hairs before kissing up her body, I can’t resist stopping at her tits for some luscious nipple sucking. I can’t linger at her breasts too long, because my time is limited. Kissing up her neck to peck at her ears a few times gets her squealing with delight as I place my lips over hers.”Oh, God, Mandy!” she quivers, “you turn me on so much more as a sissy!””I love being your sissy girlfriend,” I say as our tongues do the dance of love.”Sissy lesbian girlfriend!” she squeaks, “We’ve only started discovering the fun sex we’ll be having.””Like two bitches?” I giggle.”Two sexy bitches!” she replies. “Two hot, sexy, cock-loving bitches, always in heat!””Oh… fuck!” I howl as my hands grab both of her tits.And then… the damn timer goes off.”Fuck!” I scowl.”You didn’t even get to my pussy,” Sherry laughs, “but your kisses made me just as wet. I’ll let you lick me a lot tonight.””Oh yeah…? And maybe you’ll suck my clitty?””I dunno about that, slut-girl. Your clitty is Brenda’s property. I gave it to her, and only she holds your key.”You better get your sissy-ass to work now, so Janine doesn’t have to cover for you again.”~~~~~I’m a happy sissy walking into the office with three minutes to spare. I grow cautious, though, when I see Janine, already diligently working at her desk. Hoping to sneak in unnoticed, I quietly shuffle towards my office door.”Good morning, Mark,” she notices me.”Good morning, Janine,” I say, trying not to think about what Sherry said this morning about our open marriage.At least she called me Mark this time. I’m so afraid of office gossip if the other secretaries hear her calling me ‘Markie’, even though I wouldn’t mind it now, with the nylons I’m secretly wearing under my suit pants.I’m so full of energy after that delicious breakfast smoothie and the exhilarating workout. What made it special was that Sherry worked out with me. She’s been missing from my life the past few months as she slept around with her black boyfriends.She’s come back to me now, and somehow, I think it was always supposed to be like this. While she was gone, Mistress destroyed my manhood with sissy porn and hypnosis. She’s skillfully indoctrinated me into the sissy lifestyle, and the truth is, I think I’ve always been a sissy, like Brenda says. I never felt like I was ever ‘one of the guys’, and I’m feeling more comfortable about the idea of cross-dressing in public.These nylons feel dreamy as I sit at my desk, trying to remember what the fuck I’m supposed to do with all these documents. My thoughts drift off to my sissy life with Sherry and Brenda, and before I know it, an hour’s gone by and I haven’t accomplished a thing. My daydreaming is interrupted by a knock on my door.”Come in.””Hi, Markie,” Janine comes in giggling with a stack of new documents. “Don’t you look happy this morning. You must have had a big weekend.””Awe, nothing special.” I try to act nonchalant. “You know, the regular stuff. Yard work and honey-do’s.””Did you look over the Morgan Construction contract yet?””Oh man… not yet. When’s it due?””This afternoon. You’ve had it for a week.””Oh… umm… okay. I’ll look it over next thing.””I’ve already checked most of it out with my copy. All you have to do is double-check the bid quotes on these last two sections.””Thanks, Janine. You’re a lifesaver. I don’t know what I’d do without you.””That’s what I’m here for, Markie. I don’t mind doing extra for you, because you’re not a jerk like the asshole executives around here.””I’ve never gotten along with them either. I wish I could somehow make it up to you.””Maybe something will come up in the future,” she smiles, “What’s that on your eyebrow?””What…?””Your eyebrow. Let me look.” She leans towards me, close enough to kiss. “Hmm… if I didn’t know better, I’d say it looks like mascara. But you don’t use mascara, do you… Markie?””What…?” I freeze, desperately thinking of something to say. “Me…? Makeup…? Are you kidding?

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Beth’s Birthday Threesome

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“She said yes.”

My heart skipped a beat. I could feel the blood rush to my face (and other areas). Beth had just told me what I had been hoping to hear, although I didn’t really expect it to happen.

“She’s in, then?” I asked quickly, feeling excited and a bit nervous. Beth and I had never brought another woman into our sex life (or another man, for that matter), and I knew that this was a big step for us. I wasn’t worried about any jealousy issues that might arise; Beth was my wife, and she knew that she had no reason to be worried about me falling for someone else. Still, I knew that we were venturing into unknown territory together, and I wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Oh yeah, she’s in. Tomorrow night. I hope you’re ready, stud.” Beth gave me a wink and her sexiest smile and left the room, leaving me alone to imagine what was going to happen the next night.

Lila had dated Beth’s cousin Charlie for a few years, and she and Beth had become good friends. When Lila and Charlie split up, she and Beth kept in touch, and occasionally the second-generation Korean beauty would visit and stay at our house for a few days. Beth had confided in me a while ago that she was very attracted to Lila. I wasn’t exactly surprised; Beth had told me about her bisexuality shortly after we started dating, and Lila was a good friend of hers and very easy on the eyes. Beth had suspected that her attraction to Lila might be mutual, but she had never tried to find out. With her 26th birthday coming up, though, Beth had made up her mind about what she wanted as her “gift”. She wanted to bring Lila into our bed. And it looked like she was getting exactly what she wanted.

The next day was Beth’s birthday, and in the evening I got ready to go out to dinner with her to celebrate. I put on a shirt and tie, shaved off my beard stubble, and combed my hair to get it to behave for the evening. Beth put on her makeup in the bathroom, and went into our bedroom to change while I waited in the living room. When she came out, she was wearing a slinky black dress I hadn’t seen before, and it was showing off her curves perfectly. Beth was petite but curvaceous. Her C-cup breasts were large for her frame, and her torso tapered off into her tiny waist before flaring out at her wonderful hips. She had a classic hourglass figure, like a 1950’s pin-up girl, and her vintage fashion sense only enhanced that image. Beth had put her strawberry blonde hair in a loose updo, and used just the right amount of eyeliner to make her beautiful blue eyes pop.

“Are you ready?” Beth asked. “Absolutely,” I replied, “But first, let’s go have dinner.” I gave Beth my best cheesy smile, and she shook her head and smiled despite herself.

We went to a local upscale Italian restaurant for dinner, but it was hard for me to concentrate on my meal with the looming distraction of what was going to happen later in the evening. If Beth was jittery, she didn’t show it. I considered having a drink to calm my nerves a bit, but I was the driver for the evening. I also didn’t want my senses dulled in any way that night. I wanted to savor every moment of it. Beth didn’t have anything to drink either, but that was hardly surprising. She didn’t like beer at all, and had lost her taste for wine and liquor in recent years. After our dinner, we headed back home for the next stage of the celebration.

Once we were home on our couch, Beth finally addressed my obvious nervousness. “Don’t be nervous, Ben,” she said reassuringly, “Just enjoy this. I want this to be fun for both of us.”

“I do too. I just want to make sure that you’re completely comfortable with this. We haven’t even talked about ‘rules’.”

“What do you mean, ‘rules’?” Beth asked.

“Like, is there anything you don’t want me to do with Lila? Do you want me to just watch? Do you want me to only touch you? If I’m allowed to touch Lila, can I fuck her? Or should I stick to foreplay with her?”

“Ben, there’s only one rule tonight as far as I’m concerned: use a condom if you fuck her. She’s clean, but I don’t want you coming inside her without a condom on. The last thing we need is for you to accidentally knock up one of my friends. If you want to ride bareback, I’ll be right there for you.”

“That’s it?” I asked, at the same time relieved but yet slightly more nervous.

“That’s it. Go to town. I’m actually looking forward to watching you with her as much as I’m looking forward to being with her myself.”

“Okay,” I said, adjusting in my seat to accommodate the emerging stiffness in my pants. “And she’s okay with all of this too?”

“Sweetie, she’s looking forward to it just as much as I am. She likes you too, you know. And me telling her how great you are at eating pussy didn’t seem to deter her.” Another sexy wink. “I didn’t bother to tell her what you can do with your fingers, but I’m sure she’ll find out.”

“Oh, she will,” I grinned, finally starting to relax. I was also getting really horny, seeing how obviously excited Beth was about this.

“I can’t wait to watch,” Ankara escort Beth said breathily, putting a hand on my thigh and leaning in toward me. As her mouth came closer to mine, her hand slid up my thigh and toward my now rock-hard throbbing cock. Just as her mouth and hand simultaneously reached their destinations, the doorbell rang.

“Fuck,” I cursed, frustrated by the interruption.

“Oh, we will,” Beth said, sex dripping from her every word. “But I think you should get the door first.”

I got up from the couch, and walked over to the door. I had been too distracted at first to realize who would be on the other side, but the obvious answer hit me as I reached for the handle and opened the door.

“Awwww, did the party start without me?”

Suddenly I remembered that I was still fully erect. I looked down reflexively, and the bulge in my pants was very noticeable. Lila was giving me a smile that was a combination of amusement at the situation and approval of what she was seeing.

“Uh…um…” I started, but then regained my composure. “No, it’s not officially a party until the guest of honor arrives,” I recovered. “Come on in.”

Lila walked in, giving me an eyeful of my other female companion for the evening. She was wearing a tight, strapless purple dress that showed off her cleavage beautifully. Her shapely ass was also on display, and the muscle tone in her legs was accentuated due to the high-heeled knee-high black leather boots she was wearing. Lila didn’t fit the Asian stereotype of demure, skinny women. She was about Beth’s height and slightly heavier, but that extra weight was in all the right places. And she was anything but demure.

“Hey there, ” Beth greeted Lila with mischief in her eyes.

“Hey yourself, birthday girl,” Lila replied, returning the look.

“Uh, have a seat,” I offered, gesturing toward the couch. Lila sat down on Beth’s left, and I took my seat on the other side of the couch. Beth was between us, which I’m sure is exactly where she wanted to be. That was fine by me; I was aching for some time with Lila, but this was Beth’s birthday and we were both there for her.

“Happy birthday, Beth,” Lila said, putting her hand on my wife’s knee. “Did you make a wish yet?” She leaned in.

“I did, and it looks like it’s about to come true,” Beth answered, looking Lila in the eye. She licked her lips, not seeming to be aware that she was doing it.

“You’d better believe it,” Lila said, her lips now almost touching Beth’s. Her hand had moved up to Beth’s thigh now, slowly rubbing in and out near her pussy, which I’m sure was soaked by that point. I watched excitedly as Lila closed the gap and met Beth’s mouth with her own. I knew that Beth had been waiting years for this, and it showed as she kissed Lila with an almost hungry intensity. The two of them must have kissed for a solid minute before Lila disengaged and moved to nibble on Beth’s ear. I knew from personal experience that Beth was going crazy from the sensation. I looked down and saw that Lila’s hand was now full-on rubbing Beth’s pussy through her black lace panties. Lila pulled away from Beth’s ear for a moment and looked at me.

“Well, are you just going to sit there and watch?” She teased.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I leaned in on Beth’s other side and started kissing her neck. I brought my right hand around and began to fondle her breasts while Lila continued her ear nibbling and pussy rubbing. Lila gave a quick glance over at what I was doing, grabbed my hand away from my wife’s breasts, and placed it on her own inner thigh. I didn’t waste the invitation; my fingers soon found their way to Lila’s pussy. I was all set to pull her panties aside, only to find that she wasn’t wearing any. Clever girl. I didn’t want to leave Beth unattended, so with my free hand I pulled her dress and bra strap down her shoulder and arm, exposing her nipple. I repositioned myself so that I could run my tongue around her nipple. This new position also allowed me much easier access to Lila’s clit, and I rubbed it as I kissed, sucked and nibbled Beth’s breast. I could feel Lila shudder slightly as my fingers rubbed her clit in gentle circles.

The two beauties were both moaning from being fingered, and it was time to take things up a notch. I got up and went over to Lila. I whispered in her ear, “Lie back.” She pulled herself away from Beth and sat back on the couch, facing me. I knelt down in front of Beth, who was practically panting at this point. I reached up and pulled her panties off, exposing her sweet, wet pussy. I leaned forward and started kissing my way up her thighs, while my right hand started working its way up Lila’s leg. My mouth reached Beth’s pussy first, and I started eagerly licking, kissing and sucking her lips and clit. My fingers then found their destination, and two of them slowly entered Lila. She gasped as they went in farther than she expected. I could find Beth’s g-spot instantly, and luckily it didn’t take me much longer than that to Ankara escort bayan find Lila’s. As I pleasured both women, Lila reached over and began to play with Beth’s exposed nipple. After a few minutes, I could taste the sweetness that preceded Beth’s orgasms. Lila was moaning and writhing as I stroked her g-spot with my fingers, and I wanted to make her come too.

Beth came first, thrusting her hips out involuntarily as her back arched and she cried out. I gave her a few extra licks, knowing that she’d be very sensitive so soon after her orgasm. With my wife satisfied (for the moment), I moved over to sample Lila’s sweetness. I was not disappointed. As I lapped up her juices, I savored her taste. It was different than Beth’s (Beth tasted like fresh spring water, but Lila had a sort of bittersweet taste), but just as wonderful. My fingers kept stroking inside her as I sucked on her clit and licked her lower lips. Soon, she was gasping and shaking, and with a few more thrusts and licks she went over the edge. Beth made noise when she came, but Lila was a flat-out screamer. Her body shook and then collapsed back into the couch cushions, and she let out a few soft whimpers as she succumbed to her afterglow.

“Oh God…” she managed to say to Beth between gasps, “You were right about his mouth, but you didn’t tell me about those fingers. No wonder you married him. We should have done this a long time ago.”

Beth grinned wickedly at Lila, still obviously lightheaded. “We’re not done yet, you know. I guess we’ll just have to make up for lost time.”

“Sounds good to me,” the breathless Asian replied. “But I think we’re going to need to get the birthday girl out of that dress…”

“…And into her birthday suit?” I interjected.

“Oh, that’s awful,” Beth chided. “You’re going to pay for that one.”

“I can’t wait,” I replied. “In the meantime, though, you are wearing too many clothes.”

I stood Beth up and helped her shimmy out of her black dress. She pulled her bra strap back up, covering the exposed breast. Underneath the dress, she was wearing a lacy black bra and matching thong. I murmured in appreciation. Beth had been wearing a black bra and panty set the first time we fucked, and ever since then her black lingerie reminded me of that amazing night. I was hoping she had worn that set for me, but I knew that it was at least partially for Lila’s benefit.

“Okay, your turn,” Beth said to our female guest.

Lila slid out of her dress much easier than I had expected, considering it was so tight it might as well have been painted on. I knew that she wasn’t wearing panties, and the cut of the dress made it obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. I got a wonderful view of her breasts, which must have been at least D-cups. I began thinking of all the things I could do with them, and I got even harder (which I didn’t think was possible at that point).

Lila walked over to Beth and put her arms around her neck. The two women locked eyes for a moment before embracing and kissing. As they went at it, Lila moved her hands to Beth’s shoulders and began to slide her bra straps down. In one smooth motion, her hands went around to Beth’s back and undid her bra strap almost instantly. She stepped back, letting Beth’s bra fall to the ground. Lila kissed my wife just over her collarbone, and began slowly working her way down, gently kissing every inch of Beth along the way. Beth stood still, except for some noticeable trembling. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was hanging slightly open. As Lila got to Beth’s stomach, she put a finger on either side of Beth’s hips and slowly pulled down her black lace panties. She placed several teasing kisses right above Beth’s clit, causing Beth to give a slight shudder. Then, she gave a long, slow lick from bottom to top, covering every inch of Beth’s pussy. Beth moaned, and her knees buckled as she almost fell over.

“Maybe you should sit down,” Lila suggested. Beth collapsed onto the couch, breathing heavily but looking at her friend with pure lust in her eyes. Lila walked over to the couch, swung a leg up, and straddled my wife. Once again, there was some hot and heavy kissing. Lila began grinding, rubbing her pussy against Beth’s and giving me a perfect view of her perfect ass. She started slowly at first, but gradually she went faster and faster. Lila pulled away from the kiss, and she and Beth locked eyes as the grinding reached a furious pace. Beth’s moans kept pace with Lila’s grinding hips, but the Lila herself let out longer (and louder) moans. Both women were working up a good sweat now, and watching their glistening bodies grind against each other was driving me crazy. I undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and grabbed my hard cock. I started stroking slowly. I didn’t want to get carried away; making myself come would have been a waste since there were two beautiful, naked women nearby who would be more than happy to get me off. As I touched myself, I heard Beth start to come. Her climax must’ve put Lila over Escort Ankara the edge, because she stopped grinding and moaned even louder than she had when I had made her come. She went limp on top of Beth, resting her head on her shoulder and wrapping her arms around her. Beth had her head tilted back, staring at the ceiling and breathing slowly and heavily.

I gave them a few minutes to recover before I took off my shoes, pants and boxers, and walked over to the couch. I placed a hand on Lila’s back, and leaned in by her ear.

“I need to fuck my wife now,” I whispered, putting a little extra bass in my voice.

“Oh…but I’m not done with her yet,” She whined, jokingly.

“Nobody said you had to go anywhere,” Beth chimed in, having recovered from her back-to-back orgasms.

“Yeah,” I said, “I never said I didn’t want to share.”

“Well then, help me with these boots and let me get out of your way a little bit,” Lila said. I pulled her sexy boots off, and she shifted her legs underneath her. She stood up on the couch, which put her pussy right in front of Beth’s face.

“Oh, that’s perfect,” Beth purred, “I’ve been dying to find out what you taste like.”

Beth must have put her mouth to work right then, because Lila let out a little yelp of pleasure and clenched her ass for a moment before relaxing again. It was a breathtaking thing to see from where I was standing. With Lila standing on the couch, I had access to my wife’s tight, wet pussy. I moved in, kneeling so I could enter her. As I slid every inch of my cock inside her, I heard a moan from above. I had been at full mast for a while now, and finally being inside Beth was indescribably good. The view wasn’t bad, either. Lila’s ass was right in front of my face, and she was still gently grinding against Beth’s mouth. I was going crazy from watching it. I leaned in and kissed the small of her back.

“Ooo…keep doing that,” Lila breathed.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I kept kissing her, moving my mouth around to hit as many spots as I could. Her skin tasted slightly salty from the sweat, but that just made me hotter. I worked my way down to her lovely ass cheeks, kissing all over. Feeling bold, I gave a nibble.

“Oh, yes…” Lila moaned.

I gave a few more nibbles, and then decided to go for broke. I ran my tongue along the crack of her ass, starting at the bottom and working my way up until I found my target. Beth and I hadn’t really done much ass-play, but I was not going to pass up this opportunity. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but the taste was clean and pleasant. I gave a long, slow lick.

“Ahh!” Lila cried out, “Oh, you’re naughty!” She didn’t sound at all like she disapproved.

“What’s going on over there?” Beth asked from Lila’s other side.

“Oh, don’t worry about it, hun” Lila reassured her. “I’m just really enjoying your man over here. You just go back to what you were doing.”

Beth took her cue and went back to eating her friend’s pussy. I continued licking Lila’s ass, fucking Beth at the same time. I could feel myself getting close to the point of no return, but I wasn’t ready to come yet.

“How about we take this party into the bedroom?” I suggested. The girls agreed, and after I pulled out of Beth we all went into the master bedroom. Our soft, king-size bed was waiting for us, and we didn’t waste any time getting there. Beth got in first, lying on her back with her head resting on a pillow. Lila climbed on top of her right away and they started making out. As much as I was enjoying watching them, I wanted to be back inside Beth. I took off my shirt and tie and climbed onto the bed beside them.

“You know, it was my turn,” I reminded Lila, half-joking. “Would you mind moving a bit so I can get back to what I was doing?”

Lila turned around to look at me. “Make me,” she teased, playfully. Without hesitation, I drew my arm back and let fly with a hard spanking, right on her round Korean ass.

“That’s more like it,” Lila said lustily, “But I’m going to need some more convincing.”

I spanked her again, even harder. “Again,” she moaned. I obliged her.

“Oh God, Ben,” she gasped, “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

“Yes, fuck her,” Beth said from beneath Lila. “I want to watch her ride you.”

“Absolutely,” I replied. I did want to fuck my wife, but I would be able to do that later. I had been hoping to be inside Lila, and now it was going to happen.

The women got off the bed, and Lila pointed at bed, giving me a look that told me I’d better obey. I lied down on the bed while Beth poked into the bathroom. She came out seconds later with a condom in her hand. She tossed it to me.

“No, let me,” Lila insisted. She crawled onto the bed, straddling my knees. I handed the wrapped condom to her. She unwrapped it and gently placed the rolled condom between her lips, staring at me seductively the entire time. She leaned forward, and brought her mouth down to my stiff cock, placing the condom over the tip. Tantalizingly slowly, she rolled the condom all the way on. I could feel the pressure of her mouth around my shaft, and it was maddening. I hoped to get a blowjob from her later without a condom involved. It felt so good even through the latex that I expected my head would explode if there weren’t anything between my skin and her mouth.

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Just a couple of years ago, while still an undergrad student at USC, I was dating a guy named Lance. He was 23 and I don’t know what it was, but he felt that he was just a little too good for me. Maybe it was the fact he was a couple years older or maybe it was because he was on the football team or maybe it was because he was built like a tank. He had a sweet side to him but would change his mood in a few seconds and become easily enraged only later apologizing with a promise to never do it again. We had only dated for a couple of months but I had already decided that his next blow up would be his last with me.

There was a large house party one Saturday evening and we showed up together. Lance was wearing his tight collared shirt with a pair of holey jeans while I wore a flimsy black mini skirt, a red top, with knee high leather boots. People were partying out on the lawn and inside while the music shook the house. Lance and I were talking to a few people when he spotted a guy named Bryce, down the hall.

“What the fuck is he doing here? I can’t stand that dude. He was in one of my classes and it was all I could do to keep from breaking his neck,” Lance angrily asked as he pointed in Bryce’s direction.

I lifted my eyebrows up as I took a drink from my solo cup before answering, “Well…”

Lance interrupted me, “Well what? Don’t tell me you dated him. Please don’t tell me you fuckin dated him.”

“Well…not exactly dated. We saw each other a couple of times my freshman year and I…I went down on him once,” I hesitantly revealed.

“WHAT? No fuckin way! You have to be fuckin kidding me! You sucked that mother fucker’s cock?” Lance yelled.

“Keep your voice down,” as I motioned to him with my hands. “It was two years ago and I hadn’t even met you,” I pleaded.

“Fuck you! You cock suckin whore! I know, why don’t you go over there and suck his cock right now and reminisce about that,” Lance blurted out before slamming the house door, getting in his car, and squealing out.

I was crying when my friend Susan approached me, “Britt are you ok? That was ugly. Why do you put up with that son-of-a-bitch?”

As I wiped my running mascara, I thought about it and immediately became angry, “You’re right. Screw him. He thinks I’m a cocksucker, I will give him a cocksucker. I’m going to give Bryce another blowjob right now. I might just blow everybody at this party just to give him something to complain about.”

Susan couldn’t believe what she just heard, “No way. You’re just kidding, right? Right, Britt?”

I gave her my mischievous grin and requested, “Follow me,” as I walked down the hall and approached Bryce. I then added as I took him by the arm, “Hi Bryce, remember me. Come on if you want a repeat performance of that night in my dorm room.”

Bryce knew exactly what I was talking about as he allowed me to pull him along. We went out the door. I looked around and saw a little shed sitting off to the left of the house.

“You are coming with us, so you can be my witness,” I ordered Susan.

The door was smaller but it slid open from the side. I found the pull chain to give us some light. The shed smelled of wood, mowed grass and gasoline. It was also full of yard equipment such as a riding lawn mower, tools, and gas cans. As I looked around, there was some patio furniture stacked on each other, so I took the cushions and put them on the floor in front of Bryce.

Bryce started to speak when I interrupted him while Susan snickered off to the side, “Just be quiet and enjoy my mouth.”

I unzipped his jeans and shimmed them down to his ankles along with his Calvin Klein briefs. His cock was just like I had remembered. It was veiny and about 7 inches long. My knees rested on the cushions and I grabbed his hips to steady myself while I engulfed his half hard cock. In about 5 sucks it was rock hard and ready for my attention.

Susan chuckled, “You weren’t kidding were you Britt? You go girl. Suck it!”

Bryce was gurgling when I grabbed him by his ass cheeks and deepthroated him down to his balls. My head was moving in and out enjoying his veiny shaft. I remembered it hadn’t taken him long in my dorm room and judging by the cum surges, I could feel with my tongue, marching up the shaft, it wasn’t going to take him long again.

“Oh fuck! I’m cuuummin!” Bryce announced as his sperm shot into my throat.

I grabbed his ass and pulled him forward so his cock would actually ejaculate down my throat. The second spurt caused me to slightly cough but I was able to keep control until the twitching dick subsided. When Bryce finished, he was babbling like a child.

“Uhhh, that was…that was fuckin awesome!” Bryce gasped.

I pulled off, squeezed the last pearl out of the tip and slurped it before telling him, “Ok baby, that was fun, now get out and I’ll call you.”

Susan slid the door open with me still on my knees and Bryce walked out. After she shut the door, she commented in the Ümraniye Escort most respectful way, while snickering, “You are such an evil bitch. You weren’t kidding at all. Lance is going to be so pissed.”

“Like I said, screw him. I’m done with that asshole. We are over. I also wasn’t kidding, I’m going to blow any guy here that wants it while I’m still officially seeing Lance,” I snickered back. “Text anybody you know that’s here to come to the shed if they want their dick sucked. Also, tell them to spread the word.”

Sure enough a few minutes later, there was a knock on the shed door. When Susan slid the door open, there were already 4 or 5 guys standing at the entrance.

“Hold on guys. This is Britt and she has graciously offered to suck all your cocks tonight but you have to remain in an orderly fashion,” she announced while pointing at a waving me.

The first guy that stepped in was very young, probably just over 18. He started talking and before I had a chance to stop him, Susan told him to shut up like she was my blowjob manager. I yanked his basketball shorts down to his flip flops while his already hard cock sprang out when the shorts caught it.

It was bigger than Bryce’s and had a huge mushroom head. I sucked on it for a little while, trying to use my saliva as lube. If was going to fit it down my throat, it needed to be moist. While still on my knees, I gave a repeat performance to this guy as I did for Bryce. In no time, he started screaming and once again I grabbed his ass and forced him down my throat.

“Auuuggghhhh, I’m cummin! Shit, I’m….,” he grunted.

With that huge head, it looked like I had a twitching Adam’s apple. I loved feeling the spongy mushroom pulse with every spurt. After he had deposited his seed in my belly, he pulled out with a glob of drool landing on my thigh.

“Whew, that was fuckin hot,” he mumbled as Susan showed him the door.

When she opened it, now the number of guys waiting their turn to get sucked off had doubled. My knees needed a rest so when the large guy stepped in who looked to be in his mid-twenties, I had him take his shorts off and sit down on the riding lawn mower. He was about 6’4, with bushy brown hair and probably weighed 270 pounds. I had to turn him sideways so the steering wheel didn’t hinder my performance.

He had a fat hairy cock. Unlike the others, he kept quiet while I prepared to suck him off. I stooped down and grabbed his half hard manhood and began jerking and sucking simultaneously. He became hard very quickly and his fat 8 inches were not the easiest to fit my mouth around. I jerked and sucked his dong while he leaned back to allow me to do my thing.

Susan announced as she watched his face, “He’s gettin close Britt. Get ready for it.”

I just kept sucking and jerking until his legs kicked forward and dinged the mower as he grunted like a bull without saying a legible word. His cum blasted and hit the roof of my mouth as spurt after spurt filled my jaws. His ass shook and eventually, his orgasm stopped. When I pulled off it, I couldn’t believe the amount this guy let loose. My mouth was full of warm, clumpy sperm.

I swallowed as the large guy growled in satisfaction, “Damn girl that was nice. Thank you.”

As the door slung open, I told Susan, “Now that was a huge load. I can’t believe how much came out. I thought it would never stop.”

She snickered as the next guy was ushered in. He was a skinny, lanky, red headed guy who looked to be my age. I didn’t think sitting on the lawn mower was a good idea because it was uncomfortable for me so I had to find another way. That’s when I spotted a bucket sitting on the shelf and I turned it upside down to sit on it. It was the perfect height to the guys’ crotches as I performed while they stood.

“Ok, dude, pull em down. Britt is at your service,” Susan instructed the red headed guy as if she were directing a social gathering.

The redhead was wearing khaki shorts and when they fell to his ankles, out plopped a huge dong. Susan and I looked at each other and gave that look like, “Wow.”

“Susan giggled, “Damn, this guy might be packing a little more than you can handle, Britt. I think you may have met your match.”

“We’ll see,” I responded as I slid the bucket into position.

I fondled the guys low hanging balls before putting my mouth on his huge light skinned cock. I loved the huge blue vein running up the bottom. I began sucking it and within seconds it was this huge, proud erection that had to be at least 10 inches long! I first sucked the head before my traditional bob and I needed to get the shaft lubed up with my saliva before proving Susan wrong. The guy trembled and enjoyed my mouth sucking his dick. That’s when I went half way down, paused, then engulfed the rest of the length until my lips were pressed against his pubic hair.

“Oh my God, you did it! Hold it right there so I can believe what I’m seeing,” Susan stunningly Ümraniye Escort Bayan requested as she stooped down and moved to the side to get a better angle.

When I began deepthroat sucking this monster cock, Susan was giddy with excitement and the guy stated, “I’ve never had anyone that could take it all the way. You are the first.”

I continued to suck, and jerk, and suck and jerk, but he was taking forever to cum. There was a long line and I needed him to hurry up so I decided to use a technique that I have had good luck with.

I stopped sucking and told him to spread his legs more. As he did it, I stuck my middle finger in my mouth and moistened it. I went back to sucking his dick when I slowly slid my hand under his balls and through his legs. When I took my middle finger and slid it up into his butthole, his breathing got heavy and labored.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! I’m gonna shoot!” He blurted out.

He was telling the truth and at that moment began cumming in my mouth. I was careful not to let my teeth scrape on such thick girth.The redhead went weak at the knees and stumbled back when he had finished. His cum was slightly bitter and very salty but I swallowed every drop as Susan showed him the door.

When he stepped out, she told the guys, “Hang on a minute. We need to regroup. Be patient.”

Susan then closed the door and asked, “Where did you learn that? As soon as your finger went in his ass, he started cumming. I have never done that before. Does it always work that good?”

I laughed, “It works like a charm. Guys have a pleasure sensation just inside their anus and when a guy takes too long to blow, I insert Mr. finger here and it hasn’t let me down yet.”

“I think this may take all night at this rate. I say we let two in at a time that way the next guy in line can watch and stroke and will be ready when you finish,” suggested Susan.

“That is a great idea. We will keep a good rotation going,” I agreed.

Susan let two more guys in and I assumed the position on the bucket. When the chubby guy’s pants went down, he had a small cock and it probably looked even smaller because of how hung the guy was before him. Each time when one of them started to talk, Susan would tell them to be quiet and if they kept talking, they would not get their blowjob.

I was able to suck the four and a half inch cock very easily. You could hear me slurping loudly and at one point I was able to stick his cock and balls in my mouth at the same time. My vacuum like sucking would cause him to bend over and shiver. The other guy who was more muscular but shorter, already had his pants down, stroking his prick while he watched.

The chubby guy I was blowing began growling, “Oh fuck! I can’t hold it! I ca……Ohhhh!”

He was erupting in my mouth as he put both hands on the back of my head to hold me still. His hips were bucking so strongly that I had to hold his hips and just hang on. When my mouth pulled off with a loud pop, he stumbled backward and almost fell down with his pants around his ankles. His cum was more sweet as I gulped it down.

As he left through the door, the short muscular guy took his place. Susan let two more guys in the shed with us. They were both dark skinned Indian guys in which I recognized one of them from my chemistry class the year before.

Susan ordered the Indian guys to be their own fluffer, “Guys, get your pants down and start whacking to get yourself ready.”

As they followed her orders, I was already licking and sucking the short guy. I ended up moving the bucket and getting back on my knees to adjust my height to his. He was already rock hard proving that Susan’s suggestion would save us time. His cock was about five and a half inches and I gobbled it down like I did to his predecessor. His muscular thighs along with his ripped abs turned me on. In no time he announced he was going to “blow,” and sure enough, his cock started depositing his warm spunk onto my tongue. The first two spurts where huge but then it trailed off pretty quick from there. His cum was more tangy and salty but I quickly consumed it.

The first Indian guy was the one from my chemistry class and I think his name was Sanjeev but I’m not completely sure. He had a nice uncut 7 inch cock that I first licked around the foreskin and enjoyed all the precum. I was sucking him with good rhythm and fondling his balls when my phone rang. Not to disrupt my sucking, I signaled for Susan to answer it.

“Oh my God, it’s Lance. Do you want me to still get it?” Susan asked in a panic.

With my lips wrapped around Sanjeev’s hard on, I shook my head yes.

“Hello, this is Susan and you have called Brittni’s phone,” Susan said condescendingly.

I could hear Lance on the other line, “Put Brittni on the phone and stop fuckin around.”

Susan calmly replied, “I don’t think that is possible, because right now, she has someone’s dick in her mouth.”

Thinking Escort Ümraniye she was just referring to what started our argument to begin with, Lance responded, “Ha, very funny. Just get her please.”

Susan hung up on Lance, then turned it off just as Sanjeev started cumming in my mouth. I kept fondling his balls while he ejaculated. They twitched with every blast. Sanjeev was a heavy cummer and pulled out just a little too soon causing some jizz to run down my chin. I had to wipe and swallow simultaneously as his country brethren replaced him.

I sucked dick every way imaginable for the next two hours. I have no idea how many loads I swallowed in that amount of time but it had to be at least 25. My jaw was tired as well as my wrist. One guy even came back for seconds. As we were about to wrap it up for the evening, Susan spots two guys walking on the street from out the opposite window. She opened it and yelled for them to come to us.

As they approached the window, Susan pointed to a smiling me and asked, “Hey, you guys need a good blowjob? This girl right here is the very best. I wouldn’t lie to ya.”

The guys were excited and when they entered the shed, I noticed one was an older black man with a snow white beard wearing mechanic coveralls and a cap while the other was a young black guy who looked barely 18.

The older black man spoke first, “Hi girls. Were you serious? I’m Dexter and this is my grandson Calvin. I own the garage down the block. Cal comes at closing time and we walk over to the diner on Oak street.”

I said, “It’s nice to meet you guys and it’s your lucky night. Which one of you guys wants to go first?”

“Hell, I’ll go first,” Dexter said as he unzipped his coveralls and allowed them to fall to the ground.

When Dexter’s coveralls were laying across a sawhorse, he pulled down his blue boxers exposing his long black uncut dong with silver pubic hair. I sat down on the bucket and started stroking it to life. With my elbow pointed outward and my thumb underneath, I jerked that dick nice and slow, getting the head to pop out of the foreskin like a long turtle neck poking out of its shell. I licked the crevice under the head while I jerked.

When Dexter’s dick was completely hard, it was at least 9 inches long and had a just a little curve on the end. I put the head in my mouth and synchronized my stroking to coincide with my sucking while his grandson Cal anxiously removed his clothes.

“Ohhh shit lil girl. I haven’t had this in a long long time. If you keep doin this, you’re gonna get that nut soon,” Dexter mumbled.

That’s when I took that black dick and deepthoated it back and forth. I wrapped my hand around the base of both balls like a make shift cock ring while I blew this old guy. He shuffled backward and I had to gently tug him back forward so not to lose our distance. I was going so fast, I would periodically gag but not enough to stop. I literally wanted to swallow it!

He was taking longer than most which was probably due to his age so I used my edging technique on him. I would deepthroat it a few times, stop, and pull off for ten seconds. I loved to watch it twitch once each time, anticipating my warm mouth to lock back on. When I repeated this, he was ready.

“Yea, Britt. That got him. He is getting close. Don’t stop,” Susan laughed.

“She’s right. Get ready baby girl. I’m gonna nut. Here it comes! Auughhh, yeeeaaaa!” Dexter announced while his black cock began to shoot in my mouth.

He kept releasing his seed and filling my mouth, “Eat that shit, girl. Eat all I give ya.”

He sure gave me a lot. Wow! I bet it was forever ago since he last had an orgasm. When he finished cumming, I ran my hand from his balls all the way up his shaft, to milk out the last drop, all without pulling my mouth off.

“Damn baby girl, I needed that. Go on Cal get in there and get some of that,” Dexter instructed his grandson as he gathered his clothes to put back on.

Cal who had been quiet, had stripped all the way to just his Nikes and had his big black cock sticking straight out from his body. Calvin’s dick was not as long as he grandpas but was circumcised, blacker, smoother looking and thicker. Cal also had a lean, muscular body with little hair anywhere.

As Cal stood before me still perched on the plastic pail, I first cupped his nuts and that is when I noticed how large they were. This guy was supporting tennis balls. I knew Calvin was going to be the last cock of the evening. My jaws and knees were sore, my wrist tired, my belly full, and I was so wet, I needed to go into the bathroom and masturbate myself off a couple of times.

I began Calvin’s blowjob with some twisting strokes around the smooth shaft. It was rock hard but had a soft feel. I needed it in my throat. I put my hands around his hips on his ass cheeks and loved how they were so hard and muscular. I sucked about half of it to create extra saliva to help my deepthroating. When I had every inch down my esophagus, his ass would clench even tighter, if that was possible.

Calvin was moaning and enjoying my mouth. I wanted that cum so I began lightly slapping his iron hard ass. There was absolutely no jiggle and that only turned me on more which encouraged me to smack it harder.

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One Saturday afternoon I got a call at the apartment where I was living with my family. My dad happened to answer it and said it was for me.I said, “Hello, this is Paul.”I heard a woman’s voice, “Paul D’Amato? This is Janice Dubin, you know, from Trylon Typesetting. We met this week.”This was in the late spring of 1976. I had applied for a job as a part-time paste-up artist and proofreader at a Manhattan typesetting company. It seemed to dovetail nicely with what I had learned at my campus newspaper at the City College of New York. I already had gone through an interview with Janice, an assistant manager at the firm.Janice said, “I was wondering if you could come down tomorrow evening for part of your job interview process? Say about seven-thirty. And bring another copy of your résumé.” I had never heard of interviews being done on Sunday evenings, but I figured that it was their company and they must have their reasons.I said, “Sure Janice, I can do that.”“It’s Miss Dubin, if you please.”That seemed a bit much; this was an era when the use of first names was becoming more common in the business world, even with superiors. But it seemed like a small thing and I would go along with what she wanted.In fact, she had seemed quite nice to me during our initial meeting on Wednesday. I had the impression she was flirting with me a bit but maybe I had imagined that. I had broken up with my girlfriend over the winter and I was feeling lonely and, beyond that, I missed having regular sex.She had casually asked me if I had a girlfriend. That was a rather personal question, and if a male had asked me that I might have been taken aback. But Miss Dubin was cute and personable, so I answered with the truth and didn’t give it much thought.On Sunday evening I was on the elevator of a Manhattan loft building going to the tenth floor. This was on West 24th Street. Nowadays realtors refer to the neighborhood as the Flatiron District, but back then it was merely a nondescript border area between Chelsea and the Garment District.I was wearing the only jacket I owned then, a blue sport coat that dated back to 1972. I had a tie, nondescript pants and my usual unruly hair to make an impression. My résumé was in a manila envelope and that was the extent of my professional gear.Just before I rang the bell at the company entrance I tried to clear my mind and prepare myself for whatever would happen next. I had a slight case of job interview jitters. Janice opened the door and smiled at me.She was a fairly tall woman with dark-brown hair that she tied back into a tight bun. Even though it was a weekend she was dressed as if it were a workday. She had a blue jacket and skirt suit combination; the skirt was tight enough to give a good indication of what her body was like underneath it.The rest of her outfit was basic but neat: a white blouse, stockings, and black high-heeled shoes. She was wearing the same black-rimmed glasses I had seen her with during the week. I noticed that her bright red lipstick matched the red of her fingernails. Overall, she had a “hot librarian” look going, which I liked. I took a guess that she was about ten years older than I was; I had just turned twenty-one the month before.“Hello Paul, I’m so glad you were able to come down here this evening.”I thought, she really is cute, even more so the second time around.“It was no trouble at all. I’m glad I could meet with you.” I realized that if some guy had asked me to arrive at his odd time, I would have found it strange. Being here with Janice, however, seemed just fine. She put her right arm out with her hand drooping down. It didn’t seem like I was supposed to kiss it; I guessed she was just avoiding a manly handshake. I lightly gripped her fingers. This slight contact sent a buzz into my skin.“Well, let’s go to my office and discuss things, shall we?”With that, she turned and walked away from me. Her high heels gave a nice shimmy to her ass which I couldn’t help but notice. Later on, I surmised that she knew I was looking at her.The company filled the entire tenth floor and it seemed deserted. Miss Dubin confirmed that for me; she looked back and said, “As you can see, we’re the only ones here tonight.”I was again struck by the unusual circumstances for this interview. I guess she trusts being alone with me here; maybe she’s got a panic button somewhere under her desk. Then I focused again on whatever I’d have to do to get the job.I followed her into her office and she closed the door. “Have a seat, please.” Her room was quite plain, but the entire floor had an industrial feel that was common at such firms. All the walls were painted green except for the lower three feet which were a glossy gray. Harsh fluorescent tubes lit everything.Janice sat behind the desk and immediately started some business chatter. I remember her saying, among other things, “Now I wear several hats here; I fill in as receptionist sometimes and I’m both assistant office manager and also assistant personnel manager.” I thought of a junior high school-level quip like, you’re not wearing a hat right now, but I stifled it.After a couple of minutes of this tiresome talk, she said, “May I see your résumé?” I had already given her a copy during the week, but I removed the one from the envelope and gave it to her. The amount of time and attention she spent reviewing and marking this skimpy document would have suited the Magna Carta.Just as I was sinking into job interview boredom and irritation Janice pulled a big surprise on me. She rustled through some papers on the desk. “I know you have yet to fill out a full employment application.”That was true, but I didn’t want to work on it tonight. I hoped to be able to mail it in by the next day. Anyway, within a few minutes I would know all this had nothing to do with a job interview.She said, “Excuse me for a moment while I get a form.”Janice got up and went to a filing cabinet, bent over and opened a drawer at the lowest level; then she peered into it. She was upright but bending over as far as possible to look inside. I heard her say, “It’s really a mess in here.”Then she got down on her knees and wiggled her behind in the air as she made another pass through the drawer. Then, with a not so subtle move, she reached behind herself and yanked her skirt up.There was no way I could avoid looking at her. Now I was sure this lady was wearing pantyhose – but she didn’t seem to have any panties underneath. I tried to confirm that. The stockings were a nude/tan color or whatever they called the standard version. I could look right through them.I searched for a thong perhaps but that wasn’t there either. The pantyhose had seams in the back, but I could clearly see her anus and her dark pubic hair.It was quite a shock to my system. My God, this chick is cock-teasing me like crazy. I felt both anxiety and a strong arousal. I didn’t want one, but I got an instant erection. What does she think I’m going to do about this?What she did was let have me have a good, long look, finally saying, “Ah hah, I got one.” I assumed she meant an application form. As she pulled back she looked over her shoulder at me and put a hand to her lips, “Oops, sorry, I forgot.” A highly unlikely explanation, I thought. I knew that after this display of female ass I would have to spend much of the interview hiding a boner.Janice looked somewhat flustered when she stood up. I know I was too; I could feel warmth in my face. She patted down her clothes and regained her composure as best she could before sitting down.My impressions of her were coming together; she was officious but sexy. Maybe her sexiness is just an affectation; maybe she simply enjoys discomforting men, including young job applicants like me. My concentration was certainly blown by her exhibitionism. I almost wished I could cancel the interview and get out of there. I wasn’t sure I wanted to work at a place with the cock-teasing likes of her around.I was glad to hear, “Why don’t we save some time and you fill that out at home and mail it to me?”Then she continued the interview with the usual vapid questions common to these proceedings. However, more subtle yet sexy bits of business kept occurring. She got rather intimate with a ballpoint pen; she kept putting this pen to her mouth. She got to licking the little clicker at the top and then pushing it up and down with her tongue. Click, click; the point at the other end went in and out. Then she moved the pen across her lips and managed to leave lipstick on it.“What would you say is your greatest weakness?”I wanted to say, that would be that I like to have attractive personnel assistants get their lipstick on my cock. Now she had the pen in one hand while using the other to stroke the shaft. This didn’t seem like fun as I squirmed in my seat.Janice said, “It seems a little warm in here.” The HVAC system was off but it didn’t seem that bad. Nevertheless, she took some tissues out of a box. I noticed that her blouse was unbuttoned down to her bra. She used the tissues to wipe nonexistent sweat off the top of Ümraniye Escort her chest.Then she said, “Excuse me.” She took off her jacket and let it droop over the seat back. Then she found some reason to put her hands on her hips and push her breasts forward.“Where do you see yourself in five years?”I could see myself in five minutes banging her right on her desk. However, I didn’t like being toyed with like this. She put the pen on the desktop as she ran a red fingernail along its length. This was distracting me from my already incoherent answers. Janice didn’t seem to be listening to me anyway until she suddenly blinked herself into focus. She leaned forward and folded her hands.“Now Paul . . .”“Yes, Miss Dubin?” Women liked hearing their own names, right?“There is a very important issue I want to discuss with you. It’s right here in our employee handbook.” The publication she picked up was obviously not the handbook; it was some magazine from a printing company. She flipped through the pages and then stabbed a spot with a red fingernail.“Here’s the section, Employee Discipline.” The second word of that caught my attention. Something interesting seemed imminent.Quoting some obviously made-up material, Janice said, “The basic information here is that in the case of certain infractions like excessive tardiness, absenteeism, insubordination, having an overly messy work area, et cetera, one warning will be issued and for the second offense, the assistant personnel manager” – she pointed to herself – “that would be me, Janice Dubin – shall administer the punishment regardless of the gender of the miscreant.”I was impressed at how she seemed to make up this babble on the fly. Then maybe she hadn’t; probably she had planned this game some time in advance of my arrival. In any case, she looked up and did some exaggerated blinking. Obviously, this was my cue.“What exactly are these punishments, Miss Dubin?” At that moment I enjoyed saying her name.She went into the desk drawer and pulled out a big wooden ruler; then she put it on the desk and gave it a little pat. I was struck again by the idea that all of her gestures had been rehearsed.Janice looked straight at me and said, “Well, Paul, these are always corporal punishments.”That immediately clued me into the game she was playing. I thought, some guys have to pay for a dominatrix, but I may get a job out of this. Actually, I was no stranger to spanking games with a few girls I had known, both as a top and a bottom. However, I didn’t mention that. I was curious how she’d work out the next steps in her scenario. I wanted to know the exact path to fruition here. My next line would move it along, I hoped, “Could you explain that in more detail, Miss Dubin?”Her next gestures went as follows: she put her elbows on the desk. Her hands were palms down, fingertip to fingertip, forming a little platform on which to rest her chin.“I’d be glad to; in fact, I insist on it. It’s quite simple, actually; I spank or paddle, or both usually, the buttocks of the offending employee. On the seat of the trousers or skirt first; then on the bare behind.”She likes spanking other women too? I didn’t need to know that right away, so I stayed silent. She had her follow-up ready. Her hands went down on the desk and she leaned forward. There was a school teacher or guidance counselor feeling to her look. She wanted my complete attention and she was getting it.“I’m going to demonstrate this on you, right now.”“But I haven’t done anything.”“Not yet, you haven’t. In any case, this will get you to concentrate your mind. You won’t be as tempted into misbehavior if you know the consequences. Keep in mind, this will be only a fraction of what could actually be administered by me.”“Whatever you say, Miss Dubin.””You really want this job, don’t you?”“Indeed I do.” I rarely used the word “indeed” but with her, it seemed appropriate. Without further comment Janice got up and went to another chair, taking her ruler with her. It was a very utilitarian chair without arms, ideal for the purpose she was going to use it for.She said, “Come over here, please.” I had the problem of the bulge in the front of my pants which had been there for a while. There was nothing I could do about it now. It was up to Miss Dubin to decide to either comment on it or ignore it.I stood at Janice’s left but she was right-handed so she told me to go to that side. Then she touched me for the first time that evening. With one hand on my back and the other tugging on my shirt, she gently guided me over her lap. A little tap on my side indicated that I should move closer to her.She said, “First, I’m going to give you some whacks of the ruler on the seat of your pants. It’s sort of an introduction to our company discipline, I would say.”She pushed my coattails back and gave me a couple of pats on the butt with her implement.“Okay, hon, are you ready?” Did she just call me hon, as in honey?“Yes, Miss Dubin, I’m ready.”I wondered how much protection I would get from my cotton pants. She started with long swings from the very beginning, steady but not too rapid. I grunted each time, more from the impact than actual pain. I didn’t keep count but she seemed to keep at for a while. Yet it certainly was bearable. At least my erection went down.Then she did something unexpected. She stuck the ruler under my shirt where she could easily retrieve it. Then she started rubbing my ass.“My, your backside certainly has heated up under there.”All I could think of saying was, “Yes, Miss Dubin.” I was getting stiff again.“It’s such a nice, taut ass; it’s a pity to have to punish it so harshly. But business requires strict protocols, I’m afraid. Now for the next phase. Lower your trousers, please.”I had to get up for a moment to do that. When I got back in position, she yanked my underpants down below my knees without comment. Now my erection was pressed against her skirt. It was her call, and she didn’t seem to notice or care.“Hm, I see a few minor marks. What I’m going to give you is a good hand spanking to warm up your tush a bit more before the finale.”I almost chuckled at her phrasing. Anyway, hand spankings were interesting. They sting but they can have a pleasant sensation on sensitive areas, erotically charged places directly connected to the genitals.Janice had a strong arm, and she hit me hard each time. A few times she moved to my thighs for variety. She had some stamina for it; I knew her own hand was getting warm too. As she spanked me both my pain and pleasure seemed to go up at the same rate.She stopped for a moment and said, “Your backside is reddening up nicely now.” I thought about the connection between the physical and emotional side of these events. It couldn’t be hurting too much if I was having these musings.Then she rubbed each cheek again, on the bare this time.“Does that feel good?”Man, did it ever. “Yes, Miss Dubin, it really does.”“Now it’s time for the ruler again.” She got it from under my shirt. “Brace yourself please.”It knew this was going to have some bite to it, and she was rather uninhibited in her swings. After a few of those, she said, “I know it hurts, but try not to move around so much.” I looked back at her. She seemed focused on her task.I didn’t keep track of the number; after a couple of minutes, she stopped. She poked me with the end of her implement. “These darker spots, I certainly made an impact in those places.” Yes, Janice, you certainly did.Then she said, “Time for my hand again.” I was a bit worse for wear now and this time it was less pleasant.“I hope you know now not to misbehave. Believe me, Miss Dubin can do this all night if she has to.” Referring to herself in the third person was a notable touch. Anyway, I was beginning to wish that she was a bit more dainty. But I knew that smaller women could accomplish a lot regarding discipline if they were motivated.When she stopped again she said, “I’ve considered that a guy should take off his belt to get a punishment with that. It would be humiliating to be beaten with your own belt.”Why not humor her? “If you say so, ma’am.””Please, I’m still young. Call me ‘miss.’ ”“Yes, miss.”She finished with more of the ruler; then she said, “That’s enough.” It had been a successful session I suppose, although I didn’t have the endurance that some other people had for hard spankings. Anyway, I wondered what would come next.She said, “I know that was a bit harsh; I see the marks the ruler made. But it’s effective that way.” She began rubbing my sore ass. “You’re really burning now. However, you took that very well; I’m quite pleased with that. I hope you’re always such a good employee.” Baby, I’ll be the best employee you ever had if you give me a chance.Janice moved her right hand over and held my far hip. That made me even more aroused; maybe that was the point. She said, “The ruler definitely goes deeper – deeper than the hand, I mean. There’s the whole horizontal versus vertical dimension aspect to this.”Despite the odd phrasing, I think I knew what she was getting Ümraniye Escort Bayan at. Then she moved to the next phase. She said, “Lift yourself up a bit, get up on your toes I mean.” Then, “I thought so.” Her left hand went under me and she ran one finger along my cock. It didn’t seem I needed to comment so I didn’t.She said, “I’ve seen this before; men often get erections when disciplined but I can take care of that.” I hoped that didn’t require more of the ruler.Fortunately, it wasn’t to be that. She reached up for a bottle of hand lotion on the shelf behind her. Oh, it’s like the ruler; another prop she had in place beforehand. Her right hand was resting on my back while her left one was underneath wanking me. She was effective too; Janice seemed to have some experience with giving handjobs.I looked up at her and caught her eye. I saw some glint in her expression I couldn’t interpret. I then thought, When I come, some of it may get on her skirt. She must have realized that so there was no point in worrying about it.I had an inspiration. “Miss Dubin, may I give you a hand with this?”“Why, of course you may; that’s very thoughtful of you.”Thus I was there, bent over, with my right hand and her left working on my cock. With the extra stimulation, it didn’t take long for me to climax. She noticed that it was imminent.“I can feel the pressure building in you. You’re going to shoot a big one for me, aren’t you?”“Yes, Miss Dubin, I certainly am.”“Well, don’t hold back; do it as needed.”At the crucial moment, I somehow reminded myself not to use her first name. I just chanted, “Oh, oh, oh” as I spurted.I tried to move forward to get most of it on the floor but some cum did get on her skirt anyway. If she was annoyed she didn’t mention it. It was just, “Okay, you may stand up now, please.”I was breathing heavily as I looked down at her skirt, “I’m so sorry.”She gave a dismissive wave, “Not to worry. It needed dry-cleaning anyway. And I must say, that was an impressive load you put out.”Her sangfroid after getting her clothes splooged on was impressive. Maybe working with her wouldn’t be so bad after all.“Stand over there and face the wall. Put your hands on your head.” Once there I figured I had the right to look back at her. She was seated at her desk again and she started dabbing her skirt with tissues.When she was done cleaning up she folded her hands on the desk and seemed to be pondering something. “There seem to be a couple of guys in this company who deliberately screw up so that I will punish them.” I didn’t offer an opinion about that.Then, “I see I did a good job on your behind. Would you bend over, please?”This was a gender reversal, I thought; it was more likely that men requested that of women after spanking them. Perhaps she just wanted a better look at my balls.She continued, “Yes, your behind looks quite different than it was when I started. You may rub yourself there; it looks pretty sore.” In any case, she didn’t unduly drag out this corner time phase. After grabbing my own ass for a few moments, she said, “You can get your clothes in order and sit down again.”I had to scrunch a bit in the seat because it was painful to sit on the unpadded wood. Janice seemed quite calm and collected; I wished I could see my own expression. Despite the delightful handjob, I was feeling quite rattled. Janice repeated the chin-on-hands gesture. “So, do you have any questions for me?”Do we get to the fucking now? That wasn’t appropriate to ask, unless she gave further cues in that direction. Thus I had nothing to say. It was always good to have questions during a job interview – or so I had heard – but I was beyond caring about that.“No, I think I understand everything perfectly.”Then, “Good; so, I appreciate you taking the time to be here today.” There had to be another twist coming.She had another prop now; she took a can of soda out of her desk, popped it open, and stuck a straw into it. Wouldn’t that soda be kind of warm now? Was she just using it so some lipstick could be left on the straw? That was quickly confirmed. A few absent-minded sips later and there was red on the end of said straw.She asked me inane questions, basically repeating what she already knew about me. I wasn’t really concentrating on them, but I had the sense that none of this mattered. This Janice chick is enjoying playing games with me. At least I got a handjob out of this experience. When she referred to City College, I saw an opening to get some information about her. I said, “Excuse me, what school did you go to?”“I graduated from NYU, class of ’66, but I’ve been working here for a year.” That would probably make her about thirty-two, which was pretty close to my earlier estimate.“Now I’d like for us to go out to the room and you can demonstrate your paste-up skills for me.”I couldn’t stifle a sigh; what a time-wasting activity this was going to be. I suddenly had an urge to leave her presence and just go home.“First, let me take you on a little tour of our company.”She stood up and put her jacket back on. As we left the room she took a hold on my lower arm to guide me. Some kind of charge went through my jacket and shirt into my body. What is it with this Janice? She’s acting like nothing unusual happened in the last thirty minutes. We went through the whole shabby place and there wasn’t much to see. After the typesetting stations, we went into the paste-up room. Everything looked much like the company that produced my college paper.“This is where you’ll be most of the time. And there are windows here, so you’ll have a view.” In the fading light, all I could see were the windows of a building on the opposite side of the alley. Probably Bartleby the Scrivener had a similar view from his workplace 122 years earlier.For those who may not remember the bygone 1970s, this was when photo-offset printing was still in common use. In later decades page layout went completely digital with programs like QuarkXPress and then Adobe InDesign. The 1970s were partially an analogue period with pages laid out on big pieces of cardboard called “camera copy.”Once in the paste-up room, she guided led me to a half-finished project somebody had been working on. I sat on the stool facing a steeply-sloped table, with the boards, waxed corrections, and proofs I would need spread out. She perched on the stool next to me. There was a little ledge along the bottom of the table and she put her soda can on that.I glanced over at her; she seemed expressionless. She held her knees tightly together. I visualized pulling her legs apart and seeing that transparent pantyhose again. She obviously chose not to wear panties under them tonight; I wondered if the rest of this evening was going to be straight-forward and job-related. It seemed that she had to have something else planned for me. The dissonance of the abrupt spanking plus the jerking encounter and its equally sudden ending was unnerving.However, I went along with whatever game she was playing; I picked up an X-Acto knife to start cutting the laminated paper with the corrected lines. These were waxed, not glued, so pieces could easily be pulled up and moved. Within a few moments, Janice started talking to me and it was apparent that conversation was the real point of us being here.“You learned paste-up at that college newspaper, right?”  That was on my résumé and we had discussed it at least twice already.There was nothing to say except, “Yes, that’s right.” Then the questions went in a different direction.“Paul, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” I didn’t say anything. I remember that from this point on I wasn’t looking at the project.“You told me last Wednesday that you don’t have a girlfriend up there at City right now.” Now I remembered her asking that. At the time I thought it was insignificant, just an attempt to make small talk. Now I knew it wasn’t, and I was going to find out more about Janice’s motives.I decided to keep it simple. “There was this girl for a while last year, her name was Michelle.”“You said ‘for a while.’ What happened?”I briefly went through the true story of how she had met an older guy at a bar and how she had dumped me for him. He wasn’t a student but rather a broker with a good job on Wall Street.“How long were you with her?”“For over a year, until December.”I guessed that she was calculating approximately how much time had gone by since I had been with a woman. She looked at me with genuine concern. “Oh wow, really? That’s too bad.” I had a feeling of some affection for her now. Previously my emotion was mostly just lust.I had to find out some of her story, “Janice?” She smiled; we were now on a first-name basis it seemed. “Janice, do you have someone significant in your life now?”I could see a moment of hesitation, then pain on her face. “It’s been quite a while, about a year and a half now.” I could sense her sadness. She was perhaps a bit officious in her work role, but yet there had to be men who would gladly have her.Instead of answering, I moved to touch her. Escort Ümraniye She said, “No, not just yet.” If not now, then when? Still, “not yet” implied good things in the very near future.She was suddenly playful now. “Would you like a drink?”I thought she meant a soda. “What kind of drink?”“I’ve got something here for us.” She retrieved a pint bottle of Jim Beam bourbon planted in the frame of the table. It obviously was yet another prop she had ready for the scene she had planned for me.She said, “I know we’re at work but still, it’s after hours now, wouldn’t you say?” I wondered if this was a spankable offense, perhaps one that didn’t require a warning first.She was back on her stool as she took a sip from the bottle. She handed it to me and I did the same. If it had been a guy I would have shared a bottle just to be polite. With Janice, it seemed like sexy fun. I decided to make a play for her, “Janice, you are a very attractive lady.”That didn’t strike me as the best line I could have come up with, but this wasn’t at all like a conventional date. Instead of answering she went over to the nearest window. Without comment, she bent down and leaned over to look as if to see something in the alley ten stories below. Her hands rested on the low sill. I saw her hips move back and forth – it was subtle but unmistakable.I said, “What is so interesting down there?”“Oh, I just like the view. How about you? Do you like what you’re seeing?”“Yes, Miss Dubin, I certainly do.”It was really time, I felt, to get into some deeper action now, to make a direct approach to her. She was obviously signaling me with her hips that she wanted it. I put the bottle on the table ledge and stood up.I tried to be very casual about my movements. I got up and went over to where she was still bending over. I held her by her waist and pushed my crotch against her ass. Her movements were more obvious now; she pushed back and gyrated the seat of her skirt against the front of my pants. Then she stood up and reached back to hold me. She had me just around the beltline.“Paul, what are you doing?”“I don’t know, Janice, what are you doing? This has obviously not been about a job interview, has it?”She turned and faced me; I held her lower arms. I asked, “You liked that, didn’t you – having me over your knees?”She nodded, “I admit, it was extremely satisfying.”“I liked it too, especially the way you finished it.””It wouldn’t be fair to leave you in that condition.”I replied, “I appreciate that, but I don’t think you’ve finished the job yet.”My hand cupped her chin and with the other I pushed her glasses to the top of her head. While kissing her I put my hands beneath her jacket and rubbed her back. That particular session of smooching suited me just fine and I could have kept at it for a while.But it went on for less time than I expected. She broke off and took my hand. “Come with me.” We went back to her office, although she neglected to close the door. I knew that this lady was ready to go right now.As we stood there she undid my pants and I took her skirt off. Then I did something that was not really nice but I had the urge to do it anyway; I decided to rip her pantyhose off. Janice didn’t object as I pulled on the waistband and the nylon gave way. As I ripped the hose down her legs she said, “Oh, oh, that’s it, please do that.” Without any prompting, she hopped up on her desk and lay back. A part of her hose was still intact, so she removed a shoe and then one side of the stockings.I stood over her and rubbed her crotch. By this point in my life, I knew how women liked to be touched and my fingers made a circular motion around the area of her clitoris without actually touching it. Her expressions and the sounds coming from her let me know I had it right.“That’s so lovely; keep doing that,” she said.“Yeah, Janice, you’re already pretty wet down there.””I can’t help it; dominating a man just turns me on.”I considered licking her, but she seemed to be heating up without that. She asked me, “Do you want me to rub you?”“You did that before but I don’t need it now.”When she was ready, she said, “Come on, put it in me now.”“Well, you’ve been a very bad girl so maybe you need a bit more teasing first.” I put the tip of my cock against her bare cunt and rubbed it against her.“That’s wonderful but as I said, please put it into me.” She potentially would be one of my bosses – or at least someone with authority over me – so I thought it best to follow orders. I braced my feet and leaned forward; she spread her legs to let me in.I forgot that the door was open. We made a lot of noise; anybody coming into the office would have known immediately what was going on back there, but fortunately no one did. I guess Janice knew the office routine pretty well. One hitch was that her remaining high-heeled shoe would catch my sore butt and I had to say once, “Whoa, be careful back there.”Since I had already come that evening, I had plenty of stamina to give her a long, hard fuck. Sometimes she wrapped her legs around me; then she would spread them wide. When she had her orgasm her hips came up off the desktop. Then a couple of minutes later I was babbling as I shot off inside of her.The aftermath was weird. I stood up, pulled out of her, moved back and lost my balance. I landed on my bruised ass. She sat up on the edge of her desk and we looked at each other. First I noticed that her cunt was full of my cum; then I looked at her face. She seemed surprised. I was impressed that her glasses were still in place at the top of her head.Perhaps out of desperation I attempted a joke, “Maybe this isn’t the best time to ask, but do you think I’ll get the job?”She did seem amused by that, “I’m sure you’ll get it if I have anything to say about it.”Then, since she was older and I assumed more experienced than I was, I sat there silently waiting for the next cue from her. She took a few moments to focus herself, and then she said, “Let’s finish that drink we were having.”She got up, stuck her foot into the shoe that had dropped off, and we both shuffled out. In the other room, she retrieved the Jim Beam and we sat together on an ugly old green leatherette couch. This time we both swigged from the bottle rather than sipping. I put my arm around her shoulder and she cuddled up against me.I stayed quiet for a couple of minutes as I felt the bourbon having its effect on me as I was sure it was doing the same for her. Finally, she pushed her glasses back into place and looked at me, “I usually don’t do this kind of thing. In fact, I never have.”“You seemed to have planned this scene out in some detail. In fact, you’re a pretty good actress as well as a stage manager.”“I wanted to do something wild for once in my life. I’ve never actually spanked an employee before, or any man in fact.”I wanted to ask, so why did you pick me as your co-star? – but I decided against that. I was also curious if she was interested in doing it to women, or if she wanted to be spanked herself. I figured she’d tell me those things if and when she was ready.Instead, I commented, “Well, you did a good job on your first attempt.” I looked around the harshly lit room. “And you certainly picked a romantic setting to act out your fantasies.”“I wanted to be a workplace femme fatale, I guess.” Yeah, as well as being a dominatrix, I thought. I looked at her and I had the insight that she was the kind of conscientious person who always follows the rules – until she suddenly decided not to.I said, “Usually you have to go to a bar to meet someone who is up for this kind of thing.”She looked worried for a second, and I surmised what she was thinking. She knew this could just be a one-night stand; I could walk out the door in a few moments and disappear.I made a decision. She wasn’t really right for me; she was more than a decade older than I was and I had never dated a woman who wasn’t also a college student. Yet I decided to gamble on something longer-term, however that was defined. Any woman with her kinky imagination was worth a chance.“Janice, let’s go to dinner. How about the Minetta Tavern?” That was a long-established Italian restaurant in Greenwich Village; I had only been there once.She brightened, “That sounds great.” Then she surprised me, “Did you know that people like Ezra Pound and Dylan Thomas used to go there?”I laughed at that, “Actually, I didn’t know that.”Then she frowned, “Ah, what happens if you do wind up working here?”“It’s not really about the job. By the way, what did you think would happen after this scene of yours? That I’d just go home?”“I really hadn’t thought it through.” I wasn’t sure I believed her. Maybe, at our initial meeting on Wednesday, she had the intuition that I was the kind of guy who would stick around. I’ve always been surprised at how quickly women can figure out things like that.Then she stood up, “My, that Jim Beam is having an effect on me.”I looked at her legs, “You might think of removing the remains of your pantyhose.” The nylon had dropped down around one of her ankles.She giggled, “Absolutely.”When she had finished that task I asked her, “You didn’t keep an extra pair of panties around here, did you?”“Oops, another thing I didn’t think about.” She pulled her skirt up and flashed her bare pubic bush.I stood up and took her hand. “Don’t worry about it; I’m the only one who will know.”#####

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A Little Accidental Voyeurism

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During my freshman year of my undergraduate studies, I was staying in some really old dorms that had never been renovated. They were so old and out-of-date that they still had the original steam heaters from when the building was first built in the 1940s. Let me tell you, those things were fucking ancient. They were really huge too and they were in all the rooms.

None of the dorm rooms had individual bathrooms either; instead, if you needed to use the bathroom or take a shower, you had to go down the hall to the communal bathrooms shared by everyone on the floor. The dorms had originally only been built for men, so all the women’s bathrooms were just repurposed men’s bathrooms. They even still had urinals in them!

On top of all these nuisances, my dorm room was always really noisy during the evening. My roommate was always watching sitcoms on her television set that she’d brought with her from home and she’d always laugh at them hysterically as though they were the funniest thing in the world. Meanwhile, all the walls in those dorms were terribly thin and the girl in the dorm next to ours was always listening to pop songs at top volume. I tried to ignore all the noise, but sometimes I just needed to get away from it all.

The dorm building I was living in was divided into “houses” with each “house” having three floors of dorms, a resident assistant or “R.A.,” and a small lounge on the top floor that was just for members of that house. Some of the houses were co-ed, but my house was all-girls. Whenever I needed to work on homework, I’d go up to the lounge on the top floor, where it was usually nice and quiet.

There was an area with three couches and some coffee tables at one end of the lounge and at the other end, furthest from the door, were two tables with chairs. On that side of the room, there was also a steam heater. I’d always sit at one of the tables in the back of the room and work on homework or study for my classes.

No one else went up there—ever. Every time I ever went up there, the place was totally desolate. I mean, most nights, I could’ve probably gone up there, gotten totally naked, stayed up there like that for hours, and no one would’ve ever caught me. Of course, I never actually did that because I wasn’t a fucking idiot, but I probably could’ve done it and gotten away with it.

One night in early December at around 11:30, I was sitting on the other end of the room and I heard really loud sexual moaning coming from the heater. I went over to the heater and put my ear to it and realized the moaning was coming from the girl in the dorm room directly beneath the lounge. She was having very loud, passionate sex with a man.

I could hear literally everything that was happening in that room very clearly through the heater. I could hear the woman moaning very loudly, the man grunting as he thrust into her, the woman giggling between thrusts, the two of them talking to each other. It was Ataşehir Escort fucking hot and I was getting really turned on.

I could feel my pussy growing wetter by the second, so I reached into my panties and started playing with my clit. I know how incredibly perverted and voyeuristic this sounds, but I really couldn’t help myself and, besides, I could hear them from across the room anyway, so I figured, if they’re going to be so loud anyway, I might as well get off on it.

There was a window on the door to the lounge and, even though no one from my actual house had ever come up, boys from the house next door had sometimes come up to the door, thinking it was their lounge, and tried to get it. Obviously, they couldn’t get in since their keys wouldn’t work in the lock, but they could still see in through the window. I turned off the lights to the lounge so that way, even if one of them did happen to come up and look in through the window, all he’d be able to see would be blackness.

Then I laid down next to the heater. I unzipped the fly on my jeans, slid my hand into my panties, and started full-on masturbating as I listened to the couple having sex downstairs. I slid my middle and index fingers of my right hand into my tight opening and began thrusting in and out, fucking myself, while I used my left hand to fondle my breasts and play with my nipples.

I closed my eyes, imagining that I was the woman in the dorm below and that it was her partner who was fucking me and fondling my breasts, rather than my own hands. I tried to time each thrust of my fingers with each groan from the man in the dorm below. I tried to imagine what the mystery man might look like. Naturally, of course, I envisioned him tall, buff, and handsome with a mane of curly, brown hair.

The woman’s moans were getting louder and louder. I removed my left hand from my breasts and brought it to my clit. I was struggling not moan myself as I thrust in and out of my own pussy with my right hand and furiously rubbed away at my clit with my left.

Then I heard the woman cry out in ecstasy as she (presumably) came. That was hot enough to put me over the edge. I let my first orgasm that night wash over me. It took all my self-control to keep myself from moaning out loud in ecstasy of my own. After that, I heard them talking.

“I want you to deepthroat me,” the guy said.

“Sure,” I heard her say. After that, I heard her gargling as she sucked his cock. Then I heard her coughing. She coughed for several minutes. Finally, she stopped.

“God, I just almost died,” I heard her gasp breathlessly.

“I guess you can’t deepthroat,” the guy muttered.

“No, I can deepthroat, but, I mean, you’re just so huge I can’t do it on you,” she excused.

I had to keep myself from giggling at the sheer awkwardness of the situation. I was overhearing a couple in their most private moment and learning Ataşehir Escort Bayan all their intimate details of their sex lives—all just because they happened to be unaware of the fact that the pipes for the steam heater carried all the sound from their room straight up into the lounge!

Then, at that moment, I was forcibly yanked out of my state of amused contemplation and back to reality by the sound of a key turning in the lock to the door of the lounge. I panicked. No one but me had ever come up to the lounge before—ever! I’d been sure no one else in the dorm even knew it existed. I quickly pulled my now-soaking wet hand out of my panties.

The lights flipped on and I sat up to see the R.A. for my house come in through the door. She was a sophomore, which made her a year older than me, since I was only a freshman at that time. I barely knew her; she had led several house meetings, but that was basically all the contact I had had with her. A rush of panic washed over me. Had she seen me masturbating? I hoped to God that she hadn’t.

“Oh. I’m sorry I woke you up,” she said. “I saw the lights were out and I assumed there was no one in here.”

Thank God. She didn’t know I’d been masturbating while listening to the sounds of the couple downstairs in the throes of ecstasy.

I quickly went back over to the other side of the room and sat back down at the table and pretended to go back to my homework. My right hand was still covered in my pussy juices and the fly on my jeans was still open. I crossed my legs under the table, hoping the R.A. had not noticed my open fly. I surreptitiously wiped my hand on the leg of my jeans.

The R.A. sat down on one of the couches, got out her computer and started working. We sat there, both working in silence for a few minutes, but the couple downstairs wasn’t done yet. Not even close. Within minutes, I started hearing them fucking again.

The woman was moaning up a storm and I was certain the R.A. could hear her moaning too, since I was on the other end of the room and I could hear her, but the R.A. was sitting right next to the heater, meaning she should’ve heard the moaning even better than I could from where I was sitting.

The girl’s moaning got louder and louder and soon she was flat-out screaming.

“Ohhhhh fuuuuccckkk! Ohhhhh Godddd yeeeesssss!” I heard her shriek.

The R.A. and I both tried to ignore her screams and cries of ecstasy, but I could feel the wetness soaking through my panties and I was guessing from how much the R.A. kept fidgeting and readjusting her sitting position that she was feeling uncomfortably aroused too. This went on for what felt like forever, but was probably actually only around twenty minutes.

I think that those twenty minutes of sitting there in the lounge with the R.A. with my fly undone, my panties soaked, and my head filled with lustful thoughts as we both listened Escort Ataşehir to the girl in the dorm on the floor below getting her brains fucked out were possibly the most awkward twenty minutes of my entire life. The sexual frustration was unbearable. My pussy was aching for further release. I desperately needed to finish off what I had started.

Finally, after sitting there for what felt like ages, the R.A. finally packed up her laptop.

“See you later,” she said. Then she left. The door to the lounge slammed shut and locked behind her, leaving me once again alone in the room. By this point, the screaming had subsided. I went over to the heater and listened. They were talking to each other.

“That was amazing,” the woman said.

“I could tell,” the guy responded.

“I can’t believe we actually had sex,” she told him. “We’ve been friends for so long and we’ve never done this before. My boyfriend’ll be so mad if he finds out.”

I felt like my heart skipped a beat when I heard this. The man this woman had been fucking wildly for the past hour or so wasn’t her boyfriend; she was cheating on him. This made the fact that I had overheard them fucking seem even more thrilling.

“We can’t let anyone know about this or it’ll get around to him,” the man who was not the woman’s boyfriend replied.

“That’s absolutely right. We can’t tell a soul. No one’s ever gonna know we FUCKED,” the woman laughed. “We’ll take this secret with us to our graves.”

I was struggling to avoid laughing out loud at the whole irony of this situation. It just so happened that the one time they were the most certain that everything they were doing was a complete secret was actually the one time someone else was listening in on them.

After that, I pulled my jeans and panties all the way down to my knees. I plunged my middle and index finger of my right hand into my wet pussy and began fucking myself with them, thrusting in and out as I simultaneously used my left hand to play with my clit. I came something like fifteen times, all the while thinking about the things I had just heard.

After I was done fucking myself, I was all hot and sweaty. Even though it was December, the steam heaters tended to work too well and so all the rooms were always way too hot. I packed up all my things and brought them back to my dorm. Then I got together everything I needed to take a shower and headed down to the showers, wearing only a fluffy pink bath robe and some shower sandals.

When I got to the showers, I saw none other than the girl who lived in the dorm directly beneath the lounge, the same one whom I had just overheard having the fuck of a lifetime with her secret lover. She was just getting out of the shower and was wearing only a white towel, wrapped around her body. Her long, black hair was hanging down, dripping with water.

I realized that she must have gone to take a shower immediately after her partner and her were done having sex. I wasn’t sure what to say to her, so I just said, “I don’t know about you, but I’ve been having an awesome night so far tonight. How’s your night been?”

“I guess it has been pretty awesome for me too,” she replied. She kind of half smiled at me. Then she headed back to her room.

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Birthday Surprise

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As James birthday got closer I had to decide what to get him, I wanted it to be something extra special. After doing a quick search I found a sex club not far from my house. Calling I made a reservation for a room for the Saturday of his birthday, the fee to get in the club was minimal and so was the room. I reserved the room with two queen beds so we could watch each other. Just thinking about it I was getting excited. Perhaps start the night with a couple and see where it led. All I told him was we were going to a club, I didn’t tell him what kind. Packing an overnight bag for us we headed out.

Pulling into the parking lot and finding it full I couldn’t deny my nerves were a little high. I wasn’t skinny and didn’t know what to expect. We went in for the meet and greet and I was surprised at the varying ages and sizes of shapes of the people. There was music in the back ground but it wasn’t so loud you couldn’t carry on a conversation. We were only inside for about 20 minutes when we were approached by a young couple. They were perhaps in their 30s, he was tall, broad shouldered and she was short and heavy like me. They said they had been coming for a couple years but didn’t always find what they were looking for. A lot of the men at the club were looking for other men who wanted to fool around and neither James nor this young man was into that sort of thing. Which worked well for us as well, finding a corner where we could talk we sat down and discussed what we were looking for. It seemed we all wanted the same thing, and since we were new to the game we let them take the lead. Their names were Zach and Jamie, they had been together for 6 years and came to the club a couple times a year.

It didn’t take long and Zach came and sat down next to Pendik Escort me and slid his hand under my shirt and started to knead my tit while he kissed me. He wasn’t a great kisser, but it was exciting knowing that my James was watching. I looked over and saw his index finger go into his mouth and knew he was getting excited watching. When the kiss broke I told them I had a room if they wanted to join us there.

Getting into the room Zach was stripping my clothes off me, he was anxious and I found it flattering and exciting. I turned to Jamie and kissed and her she melted against me and I started to undress her. We were all naked within minutes and Zach had pushed me down onto the nearest bed. His cock was long and curved up and he was hard.

“Fuck me!” I said and he smiled down. I turned my head to see James kissing Jamie, his had between her legs as he rubbed her clit hard. I loved it when he did that.

James was watching intently waiting to see Zach push into me. When he saw it and heard my moan he let out a moan of his own. Pushing Jamie down on the bed face first he pulled her to her knees so they were facing Zach and I. We wanted to be with others but we always wanted to be able to watch.

“Oh fuck baby you look so good with that hard cock pounding your tight pussy!” James said and I moaned.

“Fuck her baby, I want to watch you fuck her hard!” Our moans filled the room and I locked eyes with my lover letting him know just how much I loved doing this with him.

Jamie and Zach had one rule and that while we could fuck each other neither man could cum in his partner. Zach went first. “Oh fuck, your pussy feels so good, I’m going to cum.” He pulled out and came all over my tits. I spooned some up on my fingers and ate Pendik Escort Bayan it and then I climbed from the bed and over to where James was still fucking Jamie. Lick his cum off my tits I told her and she moaned and hungrily began sucking on my nipples and licking his cum off my tits. Both men moaned.

“James turn her over and cum just above her pussy!” He smiled and did as I ask. She moaned and so did I. I leaned down and started licking his cum all the while moving lower. Sucking her clit into my mouth she let out a moan “Oh fuck yes, eat my pussy!” She said low and sexy. The men sat back and watched as I continued my work. It didn’t take long and he was lifting her ass off the bed. “OH fuck I’m going to cum, fuck yes eat my cunt, I love it!” When she came I licked her pussy clean and fell back on the bed. I was done with them. It was fun but there was more I wanted to experience and it seemed that was all they wanted. The both got up and dressed and thanked us.

We laid on the bed for awhile kissing and talking. “Melanie, I’m going to go out and find some men to come back here and fuck you. I want you covered in cum. I want to watch you suck a bunch of cocks and then let them all fuck your pussy and cum wherever they want.” I kissed him “I’m gonna get a shower and I don’t care if it’s one or ten men, I will fuck whoever you want.” He smiled, “That’s my dirty little whore!”

He was gone about a half hour and when he returned he had 4 men in tow. I was sitting in a chair having a drink and smiled when he opened the door. “What did you bring me?” I said as sexy as I could. They all ranged in age but were all rather nice looking. Not as handsome as my James but not bad.

“Take off your clothes!” I instructed and they complied. Escort Pendik Their cocks ranged from average to on huge. I wanted that one. It was long and thick and I wondered if I could take it all. Watching them all stroke their cocks getting ready I smiled. I got on the bed on my hands and knees and looked at the smallest of the group. “You first” He didn’t hesitate and was behind me he didn’t take long “I’m gonna cum!” he shouted.

“Do it cum inside her I want her filled with cum!” James told him and just like that he pushed in hard and shot his load inside me. One by one they fucked me and I was in heaven. There was so much cum in me. Then it was time for the biggest.

“I’m taking all of you!” I said to him. He smiled and replied. “That’s sweet but no one has ever been able to take it all.” Instructing him to lay down on the bed, I straddled him. And slowly started taking him in inch by inch, it was tight but I wanted it all and with all the cum I already had inside me it acted as lube. I wasn’t going to stop until I could feel his balls on my ass. It took several minutes and I came several times in the process but I wanted it all inside me.

“Almost baby, you have an inch to go, take that big cock and make me proud.”

I let myself drop down taking the last inch and I started to orgasm to the point I almost passed out. My lover moaned. “Oh fuck if you move I am going to cum!” I moved forward and then back and screamed “Oh fuck, I can’t stop!” My body was trembling from my orgasm and when I looked down into his eyes and smiled and rammed his cock into me hard and started to cum. My entire body felt like someone had stolen my bones and I rolled off him. I could feel all the cum running out of me. “Spread your legs baby and push it out.” I did as I was told and saw the flash from his camera. James stepped forward and put several fingers inside and brought them out covered in all their cum and stuck them in my mouth. “Eat it!” he demanded and I did so willingly.

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Fantasy Business Trip – Part II

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I recently attended a conference in New Orleans and on the first morning during a coffee break, a group of us were standing around talking. The only person I didn’t know was this cute perky blond who was introduced to me as Helen. She looked like the actress Markie Post. The most senior executive of the group invited us all to dinner at Commanders Palace – we all eagerly accepted and since Helen and I were stag, we said it was a date jokingly.The conference broke at noon to give everyone the afternoon off.Helen and I agreed to tour the French Quarter together since neither of us had ever been to New Orleans. We agreed to meet in the bar at the Marriott (her hotel) since I was staying at the Intercontinental a few blocks away in the business district.I went back to my hotel and took off my suit, put on jeans, sneakers, a sexy thong (I don’t know why instead of jockeys), and a white sweatshirt and headed back to the Marriott. I saw Helen standing in the bar watching the Mets game which she was really into. I liked girls that were sports fans. Her ass looked so perfect in her jeans and her sweatshirt outlined her tits perfectly. Now my mind was thinking about what she might look like naked. She caught me looking at her ass as I walked in and gave me a sexy wink. Hmmmmm.I gave her a pat on her hip and said, “Those jeans fit you perfectly. Let’s go.”She didn’t flinch but just gave Üsküdar Escort me a sexy look and said, “Thanks, your jeans fit you nicely too,” while glancing at my crotch. Hmmmmm, was she coming on to me. She also had on a white sweatshirt and we looked like twins, and we laughed about that. We walked around the French Quarter for about two hours and decided to stop at Patty O’Brien’s to get a drink and watch the dueling piano show. We quickly ordered two hurricanes and settled in.After two more hurricanes each, we were both getting a little buzzed and she started looking at me with dreamy bedroom eyes, one of which had winked at me before. It was an incredibly sexy, sultry, and come hither look. I thought Hmmmmm to myself and I brushed her hand gently and she didn’t pull away. Hmmm.So I said, “I’ve got an idea,” with a sly smirk on my face.She said, “Go on.” I gently rubbed my middle finger in circles in the palm of her hand, making her shift in her seat like she was getting aroused.I said, “It’s pretty naughty.”She said, “let me be the judge of that.” This is getting interesting, I thought and I might as well go for it so I said, “let’s go back to your hotel, get naked and take a shower together and see where that takes us if you know what I mean.”She responded, “That sounds like a wonderfully erotic idea and I know what you mean. I’m pretty horny Üsküdar Escort Bayan myself and being a little drunk doesn’t hurt. A little liquor gets me sooo aroused. Nothing like a good hot shower with a handsome sexy naked guy you just met and multiple orgasms to take the edge off. You should know I am a multi-orgasmic woman. I require a lot of oral attention down there. She doesn’t cum easily,” as she pointed to her pussy.“My pink pearl of love needs lots of tongue action.”Needless to say, my fucking cock sprang to attention and I thought can this be happening, or is she just a great tease. She leaned over and dreamily looked into my eyes while rubbing my palm as I did hers and said, “I always fantasized about having a one-night stand that could turn into a lost sex marathon, and you are very sexy so let’s give it a try and while we’re at it we’ll get to see each other naked and fuck each other’s brains out. Maybe I’ll even suck your cock and drain your balls dry and you can bury your face in my pussy for hours. It all sounds very erotic. You won’t mind, would you? I hope you like to eat pussy.”Oh fuck me I thought, can this be happening. This only happens in books and movies. I had my hand under the table so I gently placed it on her thigh and rubbed it. She looked at me and said, “You’re getting warmer, go a little higher” as she squirmed Escort Üsküdar while spreading her legs. I moved my hand higher and started to rub her pussy and she purred as she put her hand on my crotch and rubbed my hard-on.“Hmmm, he seems aroused and I’m pretty wet myself. I can’t wait till you drink tequila from my furry cup for my first clitogasm and then I will suck your cock and swallow your delicious cum. Do you spurt or ooze cum,” she asked. No woman ever asked me that question. I almost came in my pants.I looked into her eyes and said, “I’m a shooter.”She said, “Fabulous, hubby’s an ooozer and I prefer feeling powerful spurts in my throat and cunt. How big are you down there?”“I’m six inches long and seven around,” I answered.“Oooooh, very girthy. Are you uncut,” she asked.I responded, “Never been circumcised.”“Great, uncut guys have more staying power because that extra skin causes less friction. Hubby’s cut and he comes too fast. Also, I love to nibble foreskin, it’s so cute, and pull the skin up and fill the skin cup with tequila and do cock shots.”I sensed she fucked around because she talked about uncut guys, there must be a few cut guys too. I was ready to break my zipper and she knew it. I also sensed she wasn’t happy with her husband’s sexual abilities. I was going to have to bring my A-game.“Let’s go before I slide off the chair,” she purred.I paid the check and we left without being too obvious because a lot of other conference attendees that we both knew were in this place. Once we got outside we kissed passionately in an alley next to the restaurant. Somebody called out and told us to get a room in jest. We then hurried back to her hotel.

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