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I arrived home from class excited about my night out with friends. It had been a while since I had a Friday night off work without having to be at work early the next morning and I had every intention of partying all night. Dinner with the girls and dancing the night away at the club.

But when I entered my bedroom and saw what was laying on my bed, I knew my girls night out, was out. Some clothing was very neatly placed at the foot of my bed with an envelope adorned with one word: “Pet”.

I opened the envelope and removed the note.

“Be ready at 8:00”

It was signed “Sir”.

My heart was racing. Anytime that Sir left me such instructions, I was in store for an evening that I would certainly never forget.

I inspected the clothing left for me and immediately became excited. It was a white button down shirt, a plaid skirt, simple white cotton bra, bobby socks, and a pair of black and white oxfords on the floor. A school girl uniform.

Beside this on the bed was a small makeup case with some blush, eye liner, red lipstick and matching nail polish.

It was only 3:45 so I had plenty of time to get ready but my mind was racing wondering what was in store for me. I wanted to please Sir and make him proud of me, but the anticipation was almost unbearable.

I called my friend and backed out of our plans, stating some plausible excuse. Sir and I have certain scheduled days a week when we play, but plans do NOT interfere with His surprise events. He is very good to me and I cannot deny Him.

I went to the bathroom and began getting ready by running a bath and shaving. Sir likes me smooth so I spend extra time getting everything to his liking. After bathing with Sir’s favorite soaps and shampoo, I dry my hair and style it now I think he would want it, given my outfit. He loves to play off of our age difference; being that he is more than twice my age, he loves accenting my youthful appearance. Since I know He is going for the school girl look, I consider pig tails, but this screams elementary school, so I decide to go with a single pony tail tied with a red ribbon.

Still wrapped in my towel, I get my new nail polish and go to the couch. I watch a sitcom rerun as I paint my finger nails and toe nails and let them dry. After this, I return to my room and grab my clothes on the way to the bathroom. I take the tag off of the bra an put it on. It’s a cute little thing that reminds me of some of my first training bras years ago, only with larger cups. I dig through the clothes and return to my bed looking for my panties, but there are none. This would indicate that Sir wishes for me to go without. I put on the skirt and am shocked at how short it is. It is pleated like a traditional school uniform but is several inches shorter than any I wore in high school barely a year ago. It covers me but sitting and bending over will be interesting.

Next, I begin my makeup in the bathroom. Sir has included no powder or base and I know that he wants me to emphasize my natural complexion and not hide it. I applied the eye liner followed by a light application of blush; just enough to accentuate my cheeks. Finally, I finished up with the lipstick. Looking in the mirror at myself, I felt that Sir would be pleased. I took my shirt off the hanger and put it on and buttoned it. It was snug but not tight and accentuated my small waist and ample breasts. My bra was slightly visible at certain angles and lighting. He had me dressed to tease.

It was now 7:45 and I began wrapping up getting ready for Sir’s arrival. I had noticed a small pocket on the skirt, just large enough for a credit card or ID. I placed my ID in it even though I’m not old enough to drink and would likely not need it and headed for the living room. As an after thought, I grabbed the new lipstick and put it in the pocket with my ID, for touch up. I get the feeling the bright red lips will be a feature Sir will focus on.

As I entered the living room, there was a knock at the door. I peeked through the peep hole and confirmed it was Sir, early as usual. I opened the door and invited him in.

“You look lovely.” He says with a grin.

“Thank you, Sir.” I reply modestly.

“Ready of go?”

“Yes, Sir.”

With this brief exchange, he ushers me out the door and locks it behind us. He opens my car door and admires me hungrily as I climb in. He drives us to a popular local night club. With me on his arm, we enter the club and are met with many curious stares of those interested in what our story is. A well dressed, good looking older gentleman with a school girl on his arm. We have a seat at a table and he orders us drinks. He thinks its cute to order a beer for himself and a Shirley Temple for me. My clothes, though not that out of place, continue to attract stares from the club patrons because of the suggestiveness of them given my chaperone. After I finish my drink, Sir encourages me to go dance. He is not one for dancing, but he insists that I go have fun. Walking out on the dance floor with my friends, in clothing that I am comfortable Ankara escort with, is one thing. But going out alone dressed as I am with everyone already eyeing me, is nerve wracking.

I feel awkward and clumsy dancing at first, but most of the other dancers pay little attention to me and before long, guys start making their way toward me. Most dance with me a moment or two and get an eyeful, others try to get closer. Before I know it, one guy is behind me, gyrating is pelvis against me and reaching around running his hands down the front of my shirt to my waist and around the sides to hold my hips. I look at Sir, who as been watching me the whole time, but he merely nods and grins slightly. I know this means that he is pleased with me and wishes me to continue as I am going. The guy behind me takes my inaction as approval of his advances and proceeds. He works his hands back around to my stomach and holds me against him as he begins very a sexually provocative thrusting motion behind me. He soon pulls one hand behind me and pushes me face forward, to where I am standing in a bent over position, continuing to thrust against my ass. I place my hands on my knees to steady myself as he runs his hands up my thighs lifting my skirt as he does. I have noticed people around us watching and my heart stops, knowing that they are all about to be fully aware that I am wearing no panties. I glance at Sir, who only continues to watch, sipping his beer. Several other guys around me, emboldened by the one guy’s advances, decide to chance copping a feel too and move in on me. Before long, I am being passed back and forth from guy to guy on the dance floor. Some grab me close, grinding their obviously hard cocks against me through their pants. Some fondle my breasts, some slide their hands under my shirt and rub over my stomach. I had as revolving sea of guys around me feeling and touching. I was pretty much being publicly molested. And then one was brave enough to reach under my skirt and start rubbing my pussy.

I looked up at Sir, but he was gone, and my heart stopped. I was about to panic when He appeared in the thick of things. I had one guy behind me, grinding, one either side who had taken my hands and had me grabbing their cocks, and the guy in front of me, who had his finger about to press inside my shaved pussy.

Sir’s voice was calm but commanding, “Pardon me gentlemen, I’m afraid it’s time we have to be going.”

He pulled me off of the dance floor to the protests of the young guys and toward the main door, with me trailing behind him holding his hand like a child being pulled to a private area for punishment. But i knew i was nit being punished; Sir had plans tonight. We had only been here an hour or so though and I was surprised that we were leaving already.

When we reached the car, he opened my door like the perfect gentleman and paused. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me quickly on the lips. The tang of beer on his breath and his touch sent my heart racing.

“Did you have fun, my pet?” he asked.

“Yes Sir. ” I said, flushed with excitement at his show of affection.

“Good. Then I think our next stop will not disappoint you either.”

This this he gestured me into the car and again eyed me as I got in. We rode in silence for a few minutes. We pulled up and parked at a hotel and he walked around and opened my door. We entered the lobby and he went straight toward the elevator. Then he turned and looked at me as we passed the ladies room.

“You want to freshen up before we go up. ” He said.

It was more statement than question so I replied, “Yes Sir. Thank you.”

I didn’t know why I would need to freshen up if we were just going to a hotel room. Surely the bathroom in the room would be fine, but I could tell that he wanted me to go here so I did. I took the opportunity to pee and checked my makeup. I was a little hot from dancing but my blush had stayed fairly well so I just reapplied my lipstick and straightened my clothes.

When I left the restroom, we entered the elevator and Sir pressed the button for the floor and the doors closed.

I followed Sir down the hall to the room and stood beside him as he used the key card to open the door. I was surprised entering the room, to find it already occupied. There were several black men already there, sitting on the couches of the luxurious suite room, watching a basketball game on TV.

The three, neatly dressed, men got quiet and turned to see us as we entered and Sir closed the door behind us. The men, each in their late twenties or early thirties, looked like they were expecting us but looked confused as well.

“Cut that off.” Sir commanded, looking at the television.

After a moment of confusion from being ordered around by a strange man, one of the men made to turn it off but I, accustom to quickly following Sir’s commands, was already at the TV pressing the power button. The men turned and eyed me with cautious smiles on their faces. About this time, another black man walked out of the Ankara escort bayan bathroom and spoke to Sir.

“Hey, man, I was beginning to wonder if you weren’t going to show. ” the man said.

“I’m here, just as promised, Jonathan.” Sir said to the man. And added gesturing toward me “And so is she.”

Jonathan seem, only then, to notice my presence although the other three had not taken their eyes from me.

“Oh, man, she’s even hotter than I imagined.”

“Indeed she is.” Sir agreed.

“Come here baby.” Jonathan said walking toward me.

I glanced at Sir, who simply nodded. Walking to the man, I began to wonder what was going on; why had Sir put me in this situation? But I trust him, so I wasn’t scared. Jonathan took my hand and turned me around, appraising me.

“Damn, she is fine.” he said as he sat down on one of the sofas and patted his lap. “Come here baby, have a seat.”

Looking to Sir for confirmation, I was given the same affirming nod. I walked slowly to Jonathan and sat as he had directed. He took his large hands and turned my face back and forth looking me over carefully. Then ran his hands down my shirt, across my breasts, down my stomach and slid them down my thighs to the hem of my skirt.

Sir spoke up then, “Gentlemen, this is my little Becca. I’ve brought her here to entertain you all. Enjoy her, but do not hurt her.”

Sir was giving me to these men to use. We had talked about things like this but I felt unprepared and anxious at the thought of being used sexually like this my total strangers.

When Sir had sat back, obviously finished, Jonathan slowly pulled my skirt up and the other three inhaled deeply as he exposed my shaved crotch. He quickly found my soft folds with his large fingers and began to explore.

“Come on guys. ” Jonathan said to the other three, and they converged on me.

Since Sir and I met and started playing, never had I been with anyone else. And never before had I been with more than one person at a time. Now, I am faced with four large black men. This was altogether exciting and scary. I glanced again at Sir who was now sitting on another couch watching attentively. He gave no indication of instructions so I went with my instincts.

One of the other men was unzipping his pants now and pulled out a very large cock and stood close to me.

“Here ya go babe.”

Another glance at Sir revealed no objections, so I grabbed the large black cock and stroked it a few times before pulling it into my mouth. It slid past my bright red lips and the man let out a grunting moan of pleasure as I felt his organ begin really engorging in my mouth.

I felt hands touching my breasts and thighs and Jonathan’s hand still rubbing on my clit. Soon, my shirt was being unbuttoned, exposing my bra and stomach. My bra was pushed down exposing my tits and soon I felt lips sucking my right nipple and fingers pinching and twisting my left. The cock in my mouth began to thrust in and out quickly began hitting the back of my throat, gagging me. I pulled back, but hands were suddenly holding my face as he thrust deeper. I tried to relax and take as much as I could, fighting the gag reflex, and took his cock deeper into my throat. Opening my mouth wide, he shortened his thrusts and I could feel the swollen head of his cock in my throat. I tried my best but eventually gagged and thought I was going to throw up. He saw this and pulled back letting me recover.

He stepped back and there were the other two men, now naked, pulling me to my feet. Jonathan stood and they pulled my shirt off and removed my bra before sitting me back on the couch. One of them stepped up to my right and thrust his cock in my face and I took it, pulling it into my mouth. He wasn’t as big as the first one, but was still larger than any cock I’d ever seen in person. As I sucked him, the other man stepped up to my left. I took his cock and began stroking it. The first man who I sucked was now naked and kneeling between my legs, lifting my skirt and spreading my pussy open. I was wet by this point and his large finger had no trouble penetrating me as he leaned over and began licking my clit. I jumped at the sensation and let out a yelp. This amused the men and they all laughed.

I pulled the cock out of my mouth and turned to the one on my left and began sucking it as I stroked the one on my right. The man between my legs was moving in closer. I felt his skin on my thighs and then the head if is cock against my, now very wet, cunt. He pressed forward slowly until his head had penetrated me and then pushed in deeper. After a few slow strokes, he pushed in all the way and I felt slightly painful sensation I’d never had during sex. He pulled out again and began thrusting in and out in long strokes. I’d never been with such a large man and at first it was uncomfortable, but I soon was able to take him all without any discomfort. I swapped back and forth on the two cocks to my right and left, sucking one and stroking the other. Jonathan was naked by this Escort Ankara point and sitting on the couch beside me playing with my tits.

The man fucking me was getting faster and faster, thrusting his large cock in and out of me. I was suddenly and surprisingly overcome with an orgasm and let out a loud scream of pleasure as the man continued fucking me.

“God damn! Look at this bitch getting off on my cock!” the man said braggingly.

All the men laughed and another said “Yeah, man, she’s a horny little slut, ain’t she?” Which brought another round of laughter.

Apparently excited by making me cum so quickly, the man fucking me, was nearing orgasm.

“Move boys!” He said as he pulled out and stood up quickly.

I realized at this moment that I’d stopped sucking or stroking the two cocks in my hands and that I was actually supporting myself from them. The man trust his cock at my face and as the others stepped back, pulling me up with their cocks, and practically shoved his in my mouth. I grabbed it stroking with both hands as I sucked it in and out, and within seconds he was cumming in my mouth. He came so much I thought I was going to choke on it all, but managed to swallow it down.

Jonathan was still sitting on the couch beside me, stroking his cock. I was even larger that the last one and I eyed it lustily.

“You like that slut?” He asked me.

“Yes sir.” I said.

“You want to suck it for me little girl?” He said teasingly.

“Yes sir, I do want to suck it for you.” I replied obediently and kneeled in front of him grabbing his huge cock with both hands.

I begin stroking his gorgeous cock slowly and rub it against my face and lips as his erection grew. Pushing it toward his stomach, I leaned down to lick his balls. I sucked one into my mouth and sucked gently, pulling back. He moaned as I let it slide from my mouth and I stared up at him giggling and bit my lip. I don’t know why, but I liked Jonathan the best and was enjoying playing with him. He looked at me and told me not to stop so I began ticking his cock again with my tongue all the way up and down the shaft. His moans continued as I felt one of the others lifting my skirt and pressing his cock against my pussy. I opened up and sucked Jonathan’s cock into my mouth as the other shoved his in all the way on the first stroke. I grunted what would have been a squeal, were my mouth not full of cock, at the surprise of being so suddenly impaled.

After the initial thrust, he pulled out slowly and started fucking me in a steady rhythm. I took as much of Jonathan’s cock as I could and pulled my head back sucking as I did. As I was pounded from behind, I continued to slide my mouth up and down on Jonathan’s cock sliding my tongue along the underside and licking the head, letting it pop out if my mouth every few strokes. Both men were moaning and grunting as they used my body for their pleasure. I thought of this and remember Sir, watching the whole thing and immediately got very excited and could feel another orgasm coming. I sucked Jonathan with more fury and the other mans cock drove me toward orgasm. I came hard again, pulling his cock from my mouth and almost collapsing into him, his cock pressed against my neck and my face on his stomach. I wrapped my arms around Jonathan’s waist and began kissing and licking, and nibbling on his hard abs. He was so absolutely masculine and hard and this drove me over the edge and I came again almost immediately, not from the fucking but from the thought of Jonathan’s hard body.

The man behind me started thrusting harder and faster and I could tell he was about to cum inside me, but at the last second, he pulled out and shot his load all over my back. I could feel the warm spurts of his cum hitting my back, starting at my shoulder blades moving back to my ass. He stroked through his orgasm and pumped that last of his load right on my ass and continued thrusting his hard cock in my crack for several more seconds until his spasms had passed.

As he stood up, I did as well and unzipped my skirt to remove it. The man who has just cum helped me pull it down and stepped back with it after it was removed. I stepped over and sat on the couch beside Jonathan who leaned to me and began kissing my neck and cheeks as his hand fondled my breasts. I turned to him with lust in my eyes and kissed him passionately, putting my hands on his cheeks to keep our lips together. He tasted of beer, and in that moment,I could not remember a more passionate moment in my young life. I was snapped back to reality by the laughing of the other men.

“Damn right, man!” one called.

“Here, I know.” Another one said and I became aware of something touching me.

I pulled back from Jonathan and saw that they had found my lipstick in my skirt pocket and were writing on me with it. It was hard to see what was written on my chest, but I later saw that it read “SLUT”. On my stomach, one of the men was now writing “CUM DUMP”. I was snapped out of my romantic state that I had been in with Jonathan and back to the fact that I was being used by four black men as just that, a cum dump. I was filled with a mixture of embarrassment, rage, and humiliation. My heart was now pounding, not from sexual arousal, but from emotion. I remember Sir at that moment and looked at him; tears starting to well up in my eyes.

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Paul arrived at the building that his supervisor had directed him to, he had been feeling overworked lately. His back, neck and shoulders had been extremely tense the last week, it was starting to affect his performance at work. He sighed and walked inside, “I’m here for my appointment,” he said to the receptionist.

Tamika stood at the counter smiling, hoping that her appointment would be on time. Money had been tight lately and she needed the extra cash. Smiling as she saw a man walk in her eyes danced over his body taking it all it. He had a nice build and was not to bad looking either. She had to admit to herself that she just might enjoy this. Although she doubted he had any idea as to what he was in store for. “Hi I’m Tamika.. I am guessing your Paul?” she asked.

“Yes I am, I’m here for my 4pm massage,” replied Paul.

Smiling sweetly she checked the books. “Alright sir follow me. I will show you to your room and there you can undress there are towels available for your use and then I will be right with you.”

“Ok, thank you,” said Paul as he followed the black woman down the hall.

Stepping out behind the counter she led the way down the hall and to a room at the very end. Paul was her first customer that she had since she started her job here and she hoped that he would be pleased with his massage this afternoon. Stopping at the door she looked at him. “Here we are.”

“Thank you,” said Paul as he stepped inside and looked around the room it had a shower and table with a stack of fluffy white towels and a rack for hanging clothes. He pulled off his shirt and looked around again it reminded him a lot of a spa rather then a massage parlour.

Waiting a few minutes outside the door, Tamika knocked lightly, “Paul are you ready?” she asked.

Paul slid off his boxers and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. “Yeah, just a moment,” he called out as he tied the towel. He opened the door and stepped out.

Tamika could not stop her eyes from wandering or her mouth from watering. To see such a gorgeous specimen in front of her was something that she had not expected. As she could now see how well toned his body truly was. Her eyes trailed up and down his body as she softly licked her lips. Then snapping back Anadolu Yakası Escort to reality she looked up to him and smiled softly. “Alright let me show you to where we will be doing the massage.”

Tamika made her way down the back hallway to one of the rooms. All were empty, so she decided to go with her favourite. It was the largest room on her floor. The decorations were soothing but a bit on the erotic side of things. Hoping that this room would suit him she opened the door and showed him inside.

“Thank you,” said Paul as he stepped into the room to see the subtle erotism in the room, the paintings were almost indecent as he laid down on the table.

Smiling softly Tamika walked over to the counter and took off her rings and the rest of her jewellery. “If you will excuse me for one moment, I need to wash my hands before we begin sir,” she said.

“Fine by me,” said Paul as he tried to get comfortable but his neck and shoulders were so tense he couldn’t stay still.

Tamika left the room for a few moments. When she returned her hair was pulled back neatly and she had changed into one of her work uniforms which was simply a mini skirt and a nice tank top. The goal here was to please and so in turn the managers felt the girls showing a little skin would not hurt a thing. Walking back into the room she walked over to the table where Paul laid tossing and turning. Having warmed her hands she grabbed a bottle of heated massage oil and began to slowly massage it into his back. “How does this feel..?” She asked the man kindly. As she was unable to tear her eyes away from his amazing body.

“Feels great,” he groaned.

As she continued the massage she could feel the tension between his shoulders and across his back. There were knots through out his back and she could not understand what he did to have so much tension and stress in his muscles. Curiosity grasped her and although she was suppose to keep him relaxed she could not help but to ask. “Paul do you have a lot of stress in your life?” She asked as she worked on kneading one of the knots out of his back.

“No, it’s just my work keeps me really busy. I’m a fireman, it’s difficult to find much time to relax,” he said as her hands glided across Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan his back the oil sinking into his skin.

Listening intently to what he had to say she was a little surprised when he told her that he was a fireman. Biting her lip to keep from saying anything more she continued to massage his back hoping that this pleased him, the way it was suppose to. He groaned as he fingers worked magic on his tense muscles. Finally after a half hour of working out the knots Tamika decided it was time for him to roll over on to his back. Smiling to herself she looked down, “Ok Paul I will hold the towel in place and then I need you to roll over onto your back for me.” Paul thought that this was a bit different, not that he’d ever had a professional massage before. He pushed up from the bench and rolled over onto his back. It felt so much less tense now.

Smiling Tamika placed the towel back to where it belonged. Taking a little more massage oil in her hands she began rubbing it into his chest. She could feel his muscles pulse under her and it took her everything she had not to jump him right then and there. But she knew that was not apart of her job so she knew where she had to draw the line. But that did not mean she did not want to.

He groaned as the warming oil was spread across his chest he leaned back against the bench. This was heaven, he had to book another massage for another time it would certainly help relieve the tension he built up.

Tamika continued massaging his chest and then his arms and hands down to his calves and his feet. Then as she finished all the base areas she removed the towel and began to massage his thighs.

Paul was enjoying the massage immensely until he felt a tug on his waist as the towel was pulled away. He was shocked to say none the least but the oil had jellified all his muscles. He couldn’t move if he wanted to, her continued strokes on his thigh muscles were heavenly. He had to come back here some other time.

As Tamika felt his muscles relax in his legs one of her hands embraced his cock and began stroking up and down as the other massaged his balls.

Paul gasped as she grasped his cock in one hand and started a careful stroking motion. Escort Anadolu Yakası He moaned as she stroked him. Never in his life had he been in such an unusual situation.

Tamika continued working her hands as she was supposed to until she made him come. She was unsure how long that would take but this was the special package deal.

He groaned, prickles of sensation washed over him. He couldn’t believe he had such a goddess stroking his cock like she was while he laid practically immobile on the table. Her other hand caressing his balls send more waves of pleasure flooding through him

Tamika continued her massage on his balls as the hand stroking his cock began to go faster. Looking up to him she smiled softly, “Is everything alright?” She asked softly.

He moaned long and croaked “Fine.. it’s.. all good.”

Smiling Tamika continued working faster and longer strokes focusing on the head of his cock while her other hand continued its manipulation of his balls. Licking her lips she swallowed hard and continued on with her job.

His breathing increased steadily as the rest of his body felt extremely relaxed, his cock throbbed and ached from the devilish hands on him. He groaned again as the pleasure surged through him.

Feeling his cock twinge in her hands she continued going faster and faster.

He threw his head back and cried out as his cock throbbed once again before his orgasm washed over him and he exploded in the talented grip of her hands. He groaned as her hands milked him, he collapsed against the table as his orgasm faded away.

Smiling as she finished Tamika went over to the sink in the room and washed her hands. Grabbing a heated towel she walked back over to the table he was laying on and wiped him down so that he would be all nice and clean. “There you are Paul. Was everything up to your expectations?” she asked.

“Wow.. more then, nobody told me that is what the “special” meant,” he panted

Tamika looked at him a little confused and then took a step away. “Oh sir I do apologize then. I thought you knew.”

“No no, it’s ok. One of my work colleges probably thought it would be funny to play this kind of joke on me, don’t be embarrassed you were only doing your job,” he assured her.

Tamika nodded and then smiled softly, “There is a robe hanging on the door for you…Then you may use the shower facilities, Have a wonderful day.” She said to the man before leaving the room. She had never been so embarrassed in all her life! But she had enjoyed herself. She hoped her future clients were just as good looking as that guy was.

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This is my first ever shared erotica. Opinions/critiques are welcome.

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The rocking of the ship was more evident in the lower holds, and nowhere near as pleasant-smelling as the floor where Anastasia and her parents were booked. But it was definitely much more exciting to the bored little socialite who was enjoying her first time travelling far from her gilded home.

At her arm was a dusty, freckled crew lad with a gleam in his eyes. He’d caught her sneaking down the servant’s stairs to see what trouble she could get into down there…after realizing how lovely his quarry was, there was no way Michael intended on turning her in, or returning her upstairs anytime soon.

After sneaking a bottle from the hold’s stores of wine, Michael led Anastasia to a small room with a few crates, barrels, and stores of the rich passengers inside. They drank the wine from the bottle like savages. Anastasia reeled with the rocking boat and the heady wine, shivers of excitement traveled up and down her spine. Her breath was quick and shallow under her strict, boned corset, and she was beginning to get quite warm in this area down by the ship’s boilers. Michael smiled and handed her the wine again. With the next gulp, Anastasia’s vision swirled and everything grew dark.

From the darkness a spark grew…a bright, electric flicker of pleasure burned at the core of Ankara bayan escort her being. From that little spark, waves of light rippled outwards as she regained perspective. Anastasia heard moans, noises that made her squirm and shiver. Crashing waves of pleasure rocked her as the boat rocked her, as the wine rocked her…as her awareness grew, she realized that shewas laying on her back on a crate, her skirts raised to her stomach, while the sparkling-eyed Michael lapped at her dripping pussy. The moans were her own, and she clutched handfuls of his short red hair as the tip of his tongue drove her into a frenzy.

Michael saw her awake and rose from his knees. With his strong arms and one deft motion, he turned Anastasia over onto her stomach. He slid his hard cock from his breeches and grabbed Anastasia’s hips. “No…no, wait…” she stammered, “I *ugh* just can’t…” Michael rubbed the tip of his cock over her wet pussy lips and Anastasia’s words trailed off.

“Well, love, dya want it or not?” he asked cheerfully, toying with her dripping cunt. “You tell me what you want.” He pulled away and her hips followed.

“Wait, yes, I…yes! Please don’t hurt me…but yes…” Anastasia gasped her desires as Michael gritted his teeth in an ominous, knowing grin, and pulled her hips back, impaling her with his hard cock. Her gasps turned Escort bayan Ankara to a shriek and then repetitive moans as he worked in and out of her tight pussy. Over the waves of lust and clouds of desire clogging her mind, she heard a whistle and a laugh in response. She opened her eyes to see another hard cock standing at attention in front of her face! The sailor to whom it belonged quickly thrust it into her gaping mouth and grabbed a handful of her hair to help hold her in place.

Anastasia gagged on the old sailor’s cock, but couldn’t help but moan as her pussy was drilled from behind…she rolled her eyes upward and stared at the man fucking her face…he smiled at her and she felt a new thrill of submission shiver through her spitroasted body. “Good girl,” he said, petting back her hair while she bobbed on his cock of her own volition.

She barely noticed when Michael pulled out of her pussy and another coal-dusted workman replaced him, except that the thrusts grew a bit harder and deeper. Anastasia started to get lost in the sensations when the old sailor grabbed her head and shoved it against his stomach, and launched gobs of semen down her throat. He held her there until he was done and then pulled out with a pop. A new thick, hard cock took its place.

Meanwhile, the same happened at her other end…her hips were Bayan escort Ankara held tight as the cock in her pussy twitched and released strings of cum into her young, virile womb. No sooner was that cock gone but another was there, pumping away. The new sailor spat a big gob on her butt and used it as lube to start working his thick fingers in and out of her tight little asshole. Anastasia bucked and tried to wiggle away, but a few solid slaps on her ass and her face brought her back to a moaning, willing pile of goo. She released herself into the submission and felt her body betray her mind as her hips began to thrust back on the cock, back against the fingers spreading her ass open. So it was when the third cock entered her body, Anastasia came.

Her body rocked in quaking orgasm, and was answered by a new mouthful of semen. Someone kindly poured wine into her mouth and then stuffed another cock in before she felt too empty. By now, her tits had popped from the corset and her skirts were around her waist, her hair a mess and her face covered in tears and drool as she was used over and over by the ship workmen in a blurry haze of stretching, twitching bodies for hours and hours.

When Anastasia awoke, she found herself in a dark room. By the smells and sounds, she was still on board ship. She stood, her body aching. As her eyes adjusted she noticed a lantern and a washbasin. She reassembled herself the best she could before heading back upstairs, pleading illness for missing brunch and half the day’s sail with her impatient family. It wasn’t until the dribble of semen down her leg and the wink from a familar-faced porter that the craving to go exploring below decks began again…

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She Shows Him the Way

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After dinner he went to clean up and wash his hair. He noticed in the bathroom that his wife had laid out a top and a short black satin slip for him to change into. After he changed he went back to his computer. His wife eyed him and grinned unbeknownst to him. Every once in a while she would send him a suggestive message on the computer. Her last one said “I am headed to bed. Wait a few and join me, grins.”

He gave her five minutes and shut down for the night. She was watching TV the covers to her neck. He slid in beside her and turned off the lights and lit a cigarette.. She slowly slid the covers down a bit and he saw she was wearing a satin gown that made her nipples stand up and poke out against the material. He stubbed out the cigarette and reach over to brush one of her nipples. She moaned a bit and smiled. She slid the top down on one side exposing her breast. He sat up and leaned over and took the nipple in his lips running his tongue over it.

As he worked her breast she would pull him in and use it to smoother him. When she sensed he was out of air she would release him for a Ataşehir Escort moment before starting over again. She giggled and called him her slut. The last time she pulled him in she took his hand and pulled it toward her pussy so he could feel how wet she was becoming. She released him and he moved toward her pussy. She took a vibrator and turned it on handing it too him. “remember Alice go lightly with it.” She said.

He took it in his left hand and lightly worked it over her clit. She began to move her hips and moan. He bent and licked her pussy while lightly buzzing her clit, making her hotter. He kept tasting her juices as her hips moved. Finally he slid a finger then two in. As he did he felt her reaching for something. “Give me your hand you bitch,” she said. He stopped and surrendered his hand. She covered it with lube and laid back down. He worked two fingers in and she spread her pussy for him. “Fuck me good slut.” she whispered.

With her help he worked his four fingers and thumb in and as she pushed slid them in as deep as he could before he curled Ataşehir Escort Bayan his fingers over into a fist. Sliding them back a little he then pushed as she push back her cunt filling with wetness. She would stop pushing and he would back off a bit making ready to push again. He pushed back in again and softly said “Is this what you want babe?”

She moaned and said “Fuck me good you slut.”

He worked his hand in and out whispering “ride my hard cock baby.” as she pushed and slammed back against his hand. He kept it up into she shudder and wet his hand and the bed with her orgasm. She took his hand and made him lick it clean. She rolled him over to his side and took a small L shaped vibrating toy and turning it on she lubed it and slid it into his ass. Once she was sure it was in she took a paddle and started slapping his ass raising welts as he wiggled around. Satisfied that he would have trouble sitting in the morning she had him roll onto his back, the vibe in his ass securely in place.

She took a blindfold and placed it on him. She then Escort Ataşehir exposed his nipples and clamped them tightly. Taking a washcloth she reached under his slip and put it over his cock. She tied his hands to the headboard making sure he could not move. With the toy buzzing away in his ass, she took a dildo off of the nightstand and pressed it to his lips. “Suck it Alice” She said as she worked it into his mouth.

He took it in and she proceeded to fuck is mouth with it calling him a little slut and an ass whore. Working the cock into his gag point she slapped his face and said “You fucking slut. This is what you want tied up with one guy in your ass as you suck off the other, isn’t it?” With that she continued fucking his mouth.

She could feel him pressing harder against the vibe in his ass as she filled his mouth with the cock. She worked her fingers into her pussy and stroked herself as she used him, as he moaned and whimpered like the sissy he was. She took the cock from his mouth and pressed her pussy in covering his face in her juices. He stopped and stiffed and came in the washcloth. She reached under and took it out and pushed the cummy part into his mouth. “That is what it tastes like when a man cums in your mouth,” she said. Remove the toy from his ass she sent him to the bathroom to clean up the mess. Laying there smiling she dozed off think of how well his training was coming.

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Luna Launch

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It was a lazy day.  A little after lunch, I forced myself to knuckle down and go through one of the online training courses my uncle had put on my plate.  I knew most of it from working for him at his plumbing business officially for the last couple of years, and unofficially for quite a bit before that.  He knew that I had it down, but I needed to complete the courses anyway to prove to anybody else that I did.It was the one demand my parents and uncle had made when I said I wanted to take a year off after graduating high school.  I’d initially thought I’d spend most of it camping, fishing, and partying, but hadn’t considered that most of my friends – and most of the girls – were going off to college.  Still, it was nice to have nothing much hanging over my head for a few months longer, and I got to skip one frozen pipe season.I had something to look forward to as well.  Once I started working full-time, all I had to do was stay on with my uncle for five years, and my college fund was mine.  Between making good money and that windfall, I would be sitting pretty just a few years down the road.With the online course out of the way, I headed next door.Like a lot of kids, I’d wanted to be an astronaut.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t cut out for all the studying.  I’d just squeaked by as a C student.  Hardly astronaut material.  I never completely got over it though.  Part of that was because I lived next door to the next best thing, a retired NASA guy who had been there for the Apollo program.Mr. Abbot was sitting on his front porch enjoying the unseasonably warm day when I walked outside.  His eyes lit up when he saw me.  “Keeps this up, it may be fishing weather soon.”I chuckled.  “I wouldn’t hold my breath.  Have a feeling the groundhog is going to put the kibosh on that.”Mr. Abbot let out a growl, shook his fist, and then said, “Ah Kartal Escort well.  Soon enough.”“Never soon enough,” I countered.  At some point as we’d talked the previous fall, the subject had come up and he’d revealed that he hadn’t been fishing in almost twenty years.  I made plans to take him as soon as the fish were biting.“What can’t come soon enough is getting back up there,” Mr. Abbot said.  “Decades to get their heads out of their asses and head back to the moon.”“I hear that.  Still over a year away.”“I know better than most what it takes, but an old man’s got his own timetable you know?  At least we got those pictures.  Lord, I can’t imagine how amazing the ones from the surface will be.”“Never mind the pictures.  I’m waiting for video.”“I hear that.”  Mr. Abbot shivered.  “Well, it’s nice out for January, but the breeze is kicking up.  Want to come inside?  My daughter Luna sent off those old movies of mine to have them digitized, and they just came back.”There was no containing my excitement when I asked, “From when you met Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong?”He chuckled.  “Yes sir.  Some stuff I’d completely forgotten about too.”He didn’t have to ask twice.Though the videos were short, and had certainly suffered with age, they were still amazing.  He had video of him and Gene Kranz, the flight director for Apollo, as well as the astronaut videos.  Mr. Abbot added his own commentary, giving even more insight into the men behind the legends.His late wife shot most of the movies, but she was in a few as well.  He always got a little misty-eyed when she was on screen.  She was a real looker.The last of the videos was him in the pool with his three kids.  I’d met his son and youngest daughter, but Luna had only just moved back from the west coast a couple of days before.To be honest, Kartal Escort Bayan I lost track of time as he reminisced.  My mom dragged me back into the present with a text reminding me that with Dad out on the road, I had dishes to take care of.“I know that look,” Mr. Abbot said as I read the text.  “Get on home.  No sense in riling up your mother.  Luna’s supposed to be stopping by shortly anyhow.”I nodded as I got up from the couch.  “It may be a ways off yet, but we should start looking into getting you geared up for when the fish start biting.”“Still have to convince my kids and that damn nurse that I’m not too old and feeble, but they’ll roll over.”“Soon as they do, we’ll head over to the bait and tackle.  See you tomorrow, Amos.”“See you tomorrow, Glen.”A car pulled up in front of Mr. Abbot’s house as I was walking up my sidewalk.  Damn, I thought as I got my first look at who I assumed was Luna.  She was around my mom’s age, but still smoking hot, and dressed like she knew it.  She had some serious mommy milkers, and she was showing them off in a yellow top that looked like it was about to burst at the seams from holding them in.The last thing I wanted to do was get caught staring, so I tore my eyes away from the sight and headed inside.  Mom had an early dinner ready to go, since she was heading in for a late shift at the hospital.  We ate, and then I took care of the dishes as promised.  Once Mom left for work, I had the place to myself.After fruitlessly scrolling through a couple of streaming services, I was about to give up and head into town with the faint hope something would be happening.  The doorbell interrupted me as I was getting up from the couch.She smiled as I opened the door and said, “I’m Mr. Abbot’s daughter, Luna.  Glen, right?”I nodded.  At that same moment, Escort Kartal a stiff breeze caused her to shiver, so I said, “Do you want to come in?”“Thank you,” she said, and quickly stepped inside.I knew I was in trouble.  Those big tits were trying to pull my eyes into orbit.  That gravitational effect wasn’t enough to stop me from briefly checking out the rest of her, though.  She had a nice ass, which her tight jeans showed off to good effect.She said, “I only have a few minutes while Dad is with the nurse, but I wanted to say thank you.”“What for?”“Dad hasn’t been in the best of shape since Mom passed away.  Diana told me that he’d really perked up since you started coming over every day.  Hearing about it is one thing, but seeing it is another.  He’s like his old self again.”“I like hanging out with him.  He’s got great stories.”Her smile widened.  “And having someone around who hasn’t heard them all has really livened him up.  We all appreciate it.  We were worried about him.”My eyes had somehow drifted down to her cleavage, but I redirected my gaze and said, “It’s no problem – really.”“Now, about this fishing thing…  Dad doesn’t really get around all that well.”I quickly said, “The place I was going to take him, we can drive right up to the pond.  It would be a shorter walk than the mailbox.”“Really?” she responded – sounding surprised.“Oh yeah.  It’s on a friend of mine’s property.  It’s full of crappie, bass, and catfish.  It’s the laziest fishing you’ll ever do.”  I remembered something and pulled my phone out of my pocket.  “Here, I’ll show you,” I said, and then scrolled to a picture that showed me and a couple of friends at the pond with the car parked in view.Luna accepted my phone and said, “Well, you’re right.  That looks pretty easy.”“It’s not that far away, either,” I said as I stepped in closer and pointed at the picture.  “You can see the cell tower that’s just up the road.”I only realized after the fact that standing next to her where I was, I was basically staring straight down her top.She handed the phone back and said, “Okay.  You’ve convinced me.  Only after it actually gets warm though.”

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Girlfriend’s Away Pt. 04

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Not surprisingly, I saw neither Sean nor Sara on the Thursday after Sara shaved me. But we actually had plans on Friday. My girlfriend Rachel had been away for about two weeks in Europe with her family, and even before she left I’d made plans to take this Friday off. Just because Rachel had two weeks off and I decided I deserved to take at least one day off also during her vacation.

Sean and Sara were also ready for a day off. Their summer-semester classes started the following Monday, but they had been working during the past few weeks on something called “symposium.” I never took that in college. I just went to classes (except when I didn’t) and took the tests. There were some research papers along the way too, I guess. But whatever.

So on Friday Sean and Sara and I drove about an hour to a state park north of town and went hiking. It was a really pretty park, with lots of great views overlooking the lake, and beautiful trails through woods and plains. But in the back of all of our minds, we knew what was waiting at the end of the day. Sex.

As a result, the day was filled with a plethora of adolescent remarks. Several tree trunks were commented on as resembling erect cocks; hollowed out sections of trees were vaginas; and distant hills certainly resembled breasts (although Sara did try to convince us that two distant hills that were particularly close to each other resembled the contours of two butt cheeks — she did not specify gender).

It was a hot and humid day and we all sweated a lot. The air conditioning in Sean’s car cooled and dried us off on the ride home, but that didn’t matter. There was a seeming consensus, mentioned multiple times during the day, that, when we got home, we would be showering. Together.

So, of course, when we got back to Sean’s and my apartment at about 9:00 that night, we kicked off our shoes and socks and all headed straight to the bathroom. By this point in our very unusual relationship, Sean and I had come to accept Sara as the leader in these erotic games, so we both stood still and waited for her to give some indication as to how the undressing was to occur. Would we be taking each other’s clothes off? Or our own? Or a combination?

Sara turned and looked at Sean and I, who were standing side-by-side facing the tub. Sara was between the tub and us, smiling. She then simply raised her arms until they were pointing straight at the ceiling, and Sean and I somehow knew what to do.

Sean lifted the bottom of Tara’s faded black t-shirt and pulled it off, revealing a grey sports bra that did not conceal the erect state of her nipples. She kept her arms in the air and I removed her bra just like Sean had removed her t-shirt. Sara’s perky breasts seemed to smile at their newly found freedom. Or maybe I’m just projecting Sara’s smiling face to her breasts (quite likely).

Sara lowered her arms so they were at her sides pointing at about a 45 degree angle towards the ground and simply looked at the waist band of her tan shorts. Sean and I needed no further instruction.

Sean reached out and unbuttoned and unzipped her fly and pushed the shorts down past her hips and ass until they could fall to the floor on their own. As they fell, Sara pulled Sean close to her and kissed him deeply. Sara was now clad only in a pair of pink cotton panties, and I could see a definite damp spot on the crotch.

As Sara and Sean kissed, I stepped behind Sara and began lowering her panties. I pushed them all the way to the floor, running my right hand over her bare muff as I knelt to the floor, permitting her to step out of both the panties and her shorts.

Sara and Sean continued to kiss as I stood up behind Sara, running my hands up the sides of her legs and across her warm, soft butt cheeks as I did so. I could smell the sweat in Sara’s hair as I ran my hands over Sean’s (which were on her hips) and up her rib cage.

Then suddenly Sara broke her kiss with Sean and said “Okay, everyone stop!”

Sean and I stopped, of course. Sara was standing completely naked between the two of us, who were both still wearing our shorts and sweaty t-shirts. Before we could ask what the matter was, Sara said, “You guys have too many clothes on, but I like the position I’m in with one of you on each side of me. I want each of you to grab the bottoms of each other’s t-shirts, and when I say so, I want you to take them off of each other in unison.”

Seemed easy enough to me, as long as the naked girl stayed between us. So I reached one arm around each side of her and grabbed hold with both hands of the bottom of Sean’s white BoDeans concert t-shirt (remember, this was the early 90s). Sean did likewise and grabbed hold of my grey Reebok Pumps t-shirt. Sara then said, “Okay, now!” and Sean and I raised our arms and removed each other’s t-shirts in unison with naked Sara in the middle of us.

Sara laughed and said, “That was cool!” As I instinctively began to put my hands on Sara’s breasts from behind her, she continued, “But you’re not done yet. Same thing again, but with your shorts. And Anadolu Yakası Escort boxers. Same time.”

Ever obedient, I reached around and unbuttoned Sean’s shorts, lowered the zipper, then placed my fingers inside the front of his shorts, making sure they were inside his boxers as well. I was aware of two physical phenomena at this point. First, my hard cock straining against the front of my shorts, which were pressed up against Sara’s naked ass. Second, the backs of my fingers against the top of Sean’s shaved pubic area. It felt warm from his body heat after a long day of exercise, and I could also feel the contours along either side of his pubic area where his torso turned into his legs and package.

Sean also reached around Sara and undid my shorts. He had a little difficulty because I couldn’t stop myself from pressing my cock up against Sara’s ass, but soon his thumbs were inside the sides of my shorts and boxers and ready to go.

“You guys ready?” Sara asked, more as a confirmation than a question, “Okay, one, two, three… go!”

As I proceeded to lower Sean’s shorts and boxers, I had the good sense to first raise them slightly and pull them towards me in order to get past his cock, which I knew by now would be erect. Sean did not have the same foresight. As a result, my cock ended up poking through the fly of my boxers, causing Sean fall forward when my boxers got caught up on the base of my cock. Meanwhile, because if this predicament, I was only able to get Sean’s shorts and boxers about as far as his knees.

Sara giggled, assessed the situation, and said, “What am I going to do with you guys? Can’t even execute a simple mutual disrobement!”

She stepped out from between us, and Sean and I stood up straight. His shorts and boxers were still at his knees, and mine were not even past my butt.

“Mike, finish lowering Sean’s remaining clothing,” Sara said to me in a mock stern tone, like a high school teacher (and boy, was I familiar with THAT tone).

I simply reached out my left foot, placed it between Sean’s knees, and lowered his shorts and boxers to the floor by pressing downward.

“Well, that could’ve been more interesting, but I’ll give you points for efficiency,” said Sara. “Now, Sean, finish your assigned task.”

Because my garments were caught up on my cock, Sean could not employ the same technique that I had. So, Sean dutifully stepped forward, put his hands on the hips of my shorts and attempted to lift them up over my hard cock. But because of the angle at which my cock was pointed, and the limited stretchiness of the waistband of my boxers, he was unable to get my boxers out over my cock, although my shorts did fall to the floor.

So, in a maneuver again showing a lack of foresight, he attempted to simply pull the boxers down with my cock still protruding through the fly.

“Ow!” I exclaimed as the boxers pulled my erect cock down horizontal with the floor before I pulled away. “My cock doesn’t bend like that! You should know that. Here, I’ll just do it myself,” I said as I pulled up my boxers.

“No, no, no,” interrupted Sara. “I gave Sean an assignment, he has to finish it himself. You’ve got a problem, Sean. You and I are naked, but this can’t go any further until Mike is also naked. How are you going to make that happen?”

Sean looked at my cock sticking through my fly, then back to Sara, then back to my cock. Sara stepped up next to Sean, put her right hand around his right shoulder and began rubbing his chest with her left hand, saying “It appears to me, the only way to get his boxers past his cock, is to press his cock up against his body with one hand, and then lift the boxers up over his cock with the other.”

Sean looked at Sara’s face, and she assured him, “Believe me. I’ve been in this situation before. That’s the only way to do it.”

Sean looked at me as if to ask if this was okay. I just gave a slight shrug. I knew Sara was right.

Sean stepped forward and with his left hand he took my cock between his thumb and pointy finger and middle finger and pressed it up against my torso. With his right hand, he pulled my boxers upwards and towards him, then lifted the waistband over my cock, freeing it from the fly.

Next he put a thumb in the waistband at both hips and began to lower them. This pair of boxers had a fairly tight waistband (as you have probably noticed) so they needed to be lowered past my knees before they would fall on their own. I watched as Sean bent over to complete his task. His face was just inches from my cock before the boxers would fall on their own, and I was sure I saw Sean intentionally look at my cock when it was so close to his face.

“Excellent job!” said Sara with a smile. She pulled Sean close to her and kissed him saying, “I knew you could do it, baby.”

Then she stepped over to me and kissed me on the lips and said, “Thanks for being so patient. That was a learning moment. But, and don’t take this the wrong way, it’s more apparent now than before that you guys Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan really need a shower.”

She turned the water on, stuck her head in through the shower curtains briefly, then pulled it back out and said “We’re gonna need another bar of soap” and grabbed one from the cabinet under the sink. “Well, get in.”

Sean and I stepped into the shower, Sean standing under the showerhead and me towards the back end of the tub. Sara stepped in between us and handed me a bar of soap before leaning in to kiss Sean while at the same time putting herself in the stream of water.

“Mike, you soap me up while I soap Sean up.”

Sara lathered her bar of soap up between her hands and I reached around her to get my hand wet in the water stream so I could do the same with my bar. She then placed her soap on the side of the tub and began rubbing her soapy hands on Sean’s chest and arms before moving her hands down and lathering up his hard cock.

I copied those motions on her back and arms, also reaching around to soap up (actually I was more interested in just touching) her breasts and tummy. I brought my hands down to her pubic area and rubbed the areas where her legs met her torso, being careful not to get any soap in her vagina.

She then brought her hands up Sean’s sides, prompting him to raise his arms so that she could wash his armpits. So I moved my soapy hands to Sara’s armpits in unison. Her armpits were warm and I could feel a little bit of razor stubble and it turned me on even more. I never knew that a girl’s armpits could be so sexy to touch.

“Okay, turn around” Sara instructed Sean as she picked up the soap again and began lathering it up. I picked up my soap as well and lathered it. Sean placed his hands against the wall and Sara began to soap his back, quickly proceeding to his butt cheeks. I had already covered pretty much all of Sara’s torso, both front and back, so I was just rubbing my soapy hands on her butt cheeks before she got to Sean’s.

I then saw her soapy right hand move in between Sean’s butt cheeks. I. of course, followed suit on her, moving my slippery hand between her butt cheeks. Her crack was smooth and my hands slid easily. I was immensely aware that the side of my right index finger was rubbing gently against her butthole. This was the first time I had ever touched a girl’s butthole and it seemed so taboo. And, of course, it only turned me on more.

“Okay. Sean’s clean, Mike, you’re up,” said Sara.

Sean and I switched places, each of us going around a different side of Sara until I was under the water and Sean was behind Sara. She turned around and backed into me gently.

“Need to rinse off the part Mike paid so much attention to, first,” she said, looking back over her shoulder at me with a smile. I looked down and watched as the shower water rinsed the soap lather from her ass and crack, just inches from my cock.

Sara grabbed her soap and began rubbing it between her hands. “Mike already washed me, so Sean you can just watch and touch me however you see fit” she said with a giggle. “Turn around, Mike, I’ll do your back first,” Sara instructed, and I turned and placed my hands on the wall.

Sara’s warm, slick hands began working their way from my shoulders down my back. From the way I had seen her wash Sean, I was pretty sure she was going to put her soapy hand in my butt crack and, in the process, rub my butthole, even if oh so briefly.

I thought back to two days earlier when she had shaved me and ever so quickly touched my butthole with her tongue and how erotic it was. And how she had then inserted a finger into my butthole while giving me a blowjob and how it was the biggest orgasm I’d ever had.

Sure enough, her hands went to my butt cheeks, and the anticipation was excruciating. I looked down between my legs and saw my achingly hard cock looking back at me. It’s hairless appearance was still new to me, but in that moment I remember thinking how I liked how it looked.

Then I felt the side of her soapy right hand slip between my cheeks and I gasped ever so slightly. She moved it up and down, stroking my hole three, maybe four times, and the taboo and my titillation were just as real as two nights before. Then it was over as quickly as it began and I was at once disappointed and relieved.

“Okay, turn around.”

I turned to see Sara again rubbing the soap between her hands. Sean was standing behind her, kissing her right clavicle and caressing her breasts. She bent slightly to set the soap on the side of the tub and said “Raise your arms.”

I did as I was told, but to my surprise her hands went to my cock instead of my armpits. “Can’t forget this part” she said as she leaned in to give me a peck on the lips. She gently caressed my shaved cock and balls while looking me in the eye and smiling. She then took her still soapy hands and rubbed my armpits, still looking me in the eye.

“Almost done,” she said as she reached down again to pick up the soap. But this time, instead Escort Anadolu Yakası of rubbing the soap between her own hands, she took Sean’s hands from her breasts, placed the soap in his hands, and began to move his hands in a lathering motion, each of her hands on the backside of his.

She then took the soap from Sean’s hands, dropped it to the floor of the tub, and said, “Sean, would you do me a favor and wash Mike’s chest?”

Sean reached his hands forward from behind Sara and began to rub my pecs. He moved his hands outward to soap the fronts of my shoulders, and then back to my sternum and down to the bottom of my rib cage. As he did so, his eyes followed what his hands were doing, never looking at my face. As his calloused hands passed across my nipples, I noticed that my nipples were erect, as they were slightly but not uncomfortably scraped by his rough palms. And I noticed that as he was doing this, Sara continued to look at my face while her hands gently caressed her own breasts.

“Okay, that was outstanding. Now Mike, turn around and rinse off.”

I did as instructed, and when I turned back around Sara was already in the process of leaning down and reaching around me with both arms to turn off the water. “Now get out.”

We got out and there were only two towels on the rack, so Sara said, “Don’t go anywhere” and walked into the closet in Sean’s room to get another. Her ass was mesmerizing as usual as she walked away and her smile was nearly as mesmerizing as she walked back.

“One towel per person, face this way” she said as she again positioned herself between Sean and me. Without instruction, we knew that each person was to dry off the person in front of them. Sara was in front of me, so I had the pleasure of drying her and feeling as much of her as I could in doing so. But at the same time, no one was drying me.

“Okay, Sean, get on the other side of Mike. I’ll do his front, you do his back,” Sara said after a minute or so.

So they situated themselves as Sara desired and began drying me. Again, Sara looked me in the eye smiling as he ran the towel through my hair, down my chest and stomach, down my legs, and back up to my cock, which she saved for last. In the meantime, Sean rubbed a towel up and down my back and down to my butt cheeks. It seemed to me that he spent more time on my butt cheeks than was required.

“That’s enough,” declared Sara, throwing her towel over the shower curtain rod, prompting Sean and I to do the same. She then took my right hand in her left and Sean’s left hand in her right and led us into Sean’s bedroom — the locale of all of our escapades.

She grabbed a pillow from the head of Sean’s bed and pulled it towards her, causing it to fall to the floor along with another pillow. She turned around, pushed the extra pillow to her right, and fell to her knees on the other pillow.

“There is absolutely no way that I could not suck both of your cocks at this point, as horny as I am,” she said as she took my cock in her right hand. Sean was standing to my right and she immediately moved her head to his cock, taking it in her mouth as she stroked mine.

She sucked Sean’s cock for about half a minute and I could not help myself from watching her lips run across it as she moved up and down his erection. She then removed Sean’s cock from her mouth and pulled my cock towards her face.

I had to take a quarter step towards her to meet her mouth. She began to suck my cock while now stroking Sean’s. My eyes were focused on her mouth moving up and down my cock as I felt her tongue swirling on the head and frenulum. Her eyes were closed and she made low moaning sounds.

Then she removed my cock from her mouth and pulled Sean by the cock slightly towards her face, causing Sean to take a quarter step towards her. I was focused on her face, her mouth now filled with Sean’s cock, and the low moans coming from her. She was now fondling my balls.

Again after about thirty seconds she took Sean’s cock out of her mouth and pulled my cock towards her mouth. I took a small step to accommodate her. This continued for a couple of minutes until Sean and I were standing so close together that my right upper arm was flush against his left upper arm. At this point Sara didn’t need to move her head at all to get to either of our cocks. She could pull back her head to take one cock out and simply turn her head slightly and lean forward to take in the other.

After a minute or so of this, Sara looked up at us. We were standing close enough together by now that she could look both of us in the eye by just moving her eyes and not her head. She pulled both of our cocks towards her until our heads were less than a half inch apart, and then stuck her tongue out and licked both cock heads at the same time. As she did so, she also pulled both of our cocks towards her, and we both moved our hips forward slightly to meet her pulls.

Sara looked up at us with a devilish grin then, her tongue no longer on out cocks, and pulled us both slightly towards her until our cockheads were touching. This was an entirely new and unexpected experience to me. I had felt every square millimeter of my cock over the years and knew how every square millimeter felt. But feeling my cockhead against Sean’s spongy cockhead (in all fairness, I guess mine was spongy too) was so different and so unexpectedly erotic.

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Thanksgiving Break

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This happened right before my wife, Billie Sue, and I got engaged. We were in college together– going together– seriously involved and very much in love (albeit in an open relationship). Billie Sue decided to throw a party at her parents’ house. I hadn’t initially planned to spend the holiday at her house. I’d just met her folks a couple of weekends earlier and didn’t want to seem pushy. But at the last minute, I decided to go after all. Glad I did– who knows what might have happened if I hadn’t?Anyway, a lot of the “heads” from college who lived in Chicago turned up at the party. Some we didn’t know all that well came with friends we did know. Others brought their friends. All in all, there were about twenty-five or thirty people.The party itself was noisy, crazy, and fun. We were all over the house, but a good bit of it took place in their finished basement. Billie Sue had requisitioned it as her room in her senior year in High School, so there was a wet bar, couches and chairs, a full bathroom and also a double bed off to one side.When they gave her permission to have the party, Billie Sue’s folks had insisted that no one “out of it” should drive home until the next day. So it was assumed that many of us with simply crash out on the bed or the couches or even on the basement floor. They didn’t object to an overnight party being coed. Since all of us were at least eighteen and there was only one big room, I guess they figured not too much could happen with so many people there. Wrong guess!Things finally wound down around 4 AM. By that time, we were all sitting around, stoned, sharing a last “J”, listening to the Moody Blues, and passing a bottle of cheap wine among us.There were about a dozen of us left, seven guys and five girls. Billie Sue and Patsy, (who happened to be Billie Sue’s roommate back in school) were coupled up with boyfriends, as were Butch and Susie. That left two girls and three or four guys (Only one of whom we knew very well.)I claimed the bed for us. Billie Sue and I hadn’t had too many chances to sleep together at that point in our relationship. (I know that if I hadn’t been there, Billie Sue would have had the good manners as hostess to sleep on the floor.)Butch and Susie were on a hide-a-bed. Patsy and Rob appropriated a couch. Chuck, Rob’s roommate, sacked out on the floor near them. Jeanne had grabbed the other couch to share with one of the guys she’d met that night. That left Gina, a good friend of ours, on the floor along with the Anadolu Yakası Escort other three (unknown) guys.Billie Sue and I had crawled into bed in jeans and sweaters. As we settled down for the night, we both off our jeans, and I took off my sweater and T-shirt. I sneaked a peek around the room. From our bed, all I could see of Tom and Susie was a moving lump under the covers of the hide-a-bed. Rob and Patsy had both taken off their jeans and shoes and were lying side by side on the one couch, making out in a leisurely manner, their four legs intertwined.On the other couch, however, Jeanne and her nameless boyfriend seemed to be going at it hot and heavy. His shirt and pants were off, and he was lying on top of her. all I could see of Jeanne were her arms around his neck and a pair of bare brown legs wrapped around his hips.One of the spare guys had already crashed in different corners of the room and the other two were sitting cross-legged with Gina, rapping away, obviously verbally competing with one another to see who she’d be sleeping with.It was time to turn my attention to Billie Sue. I rolled over to face her, put my arms out and realized I was over-dressed. All I could feel was her warm, bare flesh. To my delight and surprise, she had stripped completely. As we kissed, I pulled off my shorts and rolled into her arms. Even back then, I tended to like a lot of foreplay, but this time, I was on top and inside Billie Sue in a matter of seconds.We began to move together and quickly found our rhythm. She was wet and soft and willing. The fact that we were in a room full of people, some asleep, some awake, some necking, some doing the same thing we were, and some possibly even watching us added extra excitement.All too soon, I came. I supported myself on my arms to take the weight off her and tried to remain inside her as long as I could. Finally, I rolled off. I was about asleep when a movement to the side roused me. It was Gina leaning over the side of the bed.”Dave, Billie Sue, those assholes don’t want to take no for an answer. They’re really starting to hassle me. I can’t get to sleep, and if I did, I’m afraid I’d wake up with one of them trying to screw me. Do you guys mind if I climb in with ya?”The idea, of course, didn’t bother me at all, but I was smart enough, even back then, to know this one was Billie Sue’s call. Before I could ask her, she reached across my chest and pulled back the covers for Gina in Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan silent invitation.Only as Gina was climbing in with us, did I remember Billie Sue and I were both stark naked. I wondered if I should crawl around under the sheets and look for my shorts, or if Gina would think that was a cheap way to cop a feel. As soon as she was under the covers with us, however, our guest shucked down as well.”Thanks, Billie Sue. G’night””‘Night, Gina, sleep well.” She leaned over me to whisper a word of thanks to Billie Sue and pecked her on the cheek. In the process, her large bare breasts brushed across my chest. Despite having just come inside Billie Sue, my cock was rock hard again in an instant.”And thank you, David.” She rolled over to face me. I rolled over towards her, and in an instant she was in my arms, naked. Instead of an innocent good night peck, our tongues and bodies met in a full nude body contact french kiss.As our bare bodies began to melt into one another, I suddenly felt Billie Sue’s breasts, skin and pubic hair on my back and buttocks. Before I could say anything, much less move, Billie Sue’s voice whispered in my ear.”Enjoy, with my compliments, David. She’s a good friend, and I love you both.” Then I felt her roll over. Then Gina’s hand snaked between our bodies and she began to play with my cock. As we kissed, and she stroked me, I decided to make this one last. I slowed down the pace, as I stroked her back and buttocks.After a few minutes, I entered Gina, lying side by side. Suddenly I felt a brush of cold air and realized Billie Sue was climbing out of bed. As she came around the side of the bed, into my field of vision, I realized that she hadn’t bothered to put anything on.Billie Sue was casually walking nude across a room full of necking couples and three guys she didn’t even know! I realized as Gina and I continued our lovemaking that the whole idea of my girlfriend nude before all these friends and strangers aroused me all the more. I turned my attention back to Gina.She deserved it! While Billie Sue is a short, cute, round-faced, slightly zaftig red-head, Gina is a completely different physical type– a tall brunette, slightly horsefaced, with long shapely legs, a long neck, a trim waist, a perfectly round ass, and a pair of incredible breasts which rarely saw the inside of a bra in those days– forty inches at least. In short, she had the body of a Playmate of the Month.She Escort Anadolu Yakası rolled over on top of me and pulled my dick inside her. She didn’t sit up totally, just enough to give my mouth access to those wonderful titties. I lay back and used my hips to help Billie Sue and my “best friend” impale herself over and over again on my cock.We came together, and Gina slumped on me. She was a big girl, but I didn’t mind the weight. I began to drowse, when Gina slid off me, rolled over and fell asleep. That woke me up enough to remember Billie Sue.As I lay there, I noticed one of the spare guys get up and walk into the bathroom. Wasn’t he the one who’d been doing it with Jeanne earlier? After the first guy hadn’t come out of the john for a while, I remembered my assumption that Billie Sue had gotten up out of our bed to go to the john. But she should have been back by now. Where was she?I looked around the room, but there was no sign of her. I could see that Tom and Susie’s bed was now quiet. On Jeanne’s couch, I was surprised to see her being screwed doggy style by a different one of the spare guys than she’d been with earlier.Now I had to use the john. The room was quiet. I decided that if Billie Sue could traipse to the John in the buff, I certainly could. In the john, I was startled to see Billie Sue sitting in the tub. She was nude, wet, soapy and sexy. She was also not alone. She was sharing the tub with Rob, wet and bare as my fiancé, facing her and sporting an enormous hard-on. As I entered, he was lifting his mouth from one of her nipples.Sitting on the closed toilet, watching them and playing with his dick, was the spare guy. When he saw me, he got up and headed out of the bathroom without a word. I played it cool, greeting them as I used the john. Billie Sue nonchalantly reached between Rob’s legs, fished out a bar of soap, and began to soap up his chest.”Coming to bed soon, Baby?” I asked.”No, Rob and I have just started something that we need to finish. You go on back to bed, David.” I realized I could hardly object since five minutes earlier I’d been inside Gina.”Okay, have fun.” (Where, I wondered, was Patsy?) Outside the bathroom, I saw the answer. Patsy was still on the couch and was now underneath Chuck. I climbed back in bed, but Gina was sound asleep. As I pulled the cover up, I saw the other two spare guys head into the bathroom to catch the floor show– the woman I loved taking a bath, with my friend. After a few minutes, Chuck had finished making love to Patsy and promptly crawled back onto the floor. Billie Sue and Rob came out of the bathroom, still nude, holding hands. They were followed a second later, by the other two guys, trying to pull up their pants over the hard-ons they’d developed watching my beloved, getting felt up and licked, licking and feeling up our friend.

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A Run in the Woods

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Note from the author: Please leave comments and let me know if you enjoyed the story…and if it turned you on. This is my first story submission and the thought of my words/story making someone cum is the reason I wrote and shared this.

Day 1

Jackson and his roommate Wesley laced up for their afternoon run just like they had since the beginning of the summer semester. These offseason afternoon runs helped keep their muscles loose and ready for their morning training with the track team. It was also a way to relax and enjoy a run without their coach watching over them. They stepped out of their apartment and into the warm summer air.

“I’ve got a new route for us to try. I’m not sure where it goes, but once we hit 2 miles we’ll turn around and head back.” Jackson said.

“Great” Wesley responded while loosening up.

This would happen every week or two. Jackson would get the itch to try something new and find a new route for them to run. There were plenty of options around campus, but this being the summer between their junior and senior year, they had tried almost everything.

“Follow me” Jackson said with a smile.

“Oh brother…I know that look, are we going ‘off-roading’ again”?

“You’ll see”

They ran for about a half mile then Jackson said “There is a small path on the left”.

“In the woods? I knew it.” Wesley said, shaking his head.

Wesley followed Jackson onto the path. It was overgrown and narrow with plenty of branches to jump over. Wesley fell back a few yards from Jackson so he would be able to see any obstacles before it was too late to avoid them. Soon they were surrounded by woods with no campus buildings or roads in site. It was cooler in the shade but still warm and they were working up a good sweat. After about a mile, Wesley called ahead to Jackson “maybe we should have brought some bread to leave a trail so we can find our way back. Let me know if you see a clearing and house made of candy with a witch inside.”

“Very funny” Jackson said. He looked at his GPS watch and saw that they were a mile and a half into their run. “Just another half mile and we’ll turn around. Don’t worry Gretel, I’ll get you home”

Wesley just smiled and shook his head as they worked their way up a small hill. A minute later as Jackson made it to the top of the hill, he slowed down and said “Well…it’s no house made of candy, but it looks like there is a house up ahead on the right.”

Wesley slowed down and as he made it to the top of the hill he looked ahead to the right. There was the backyard of a large house with a pool and a fence around it. Jackson had stopped and Wesley stopped next to him.

“I wouldn’t mind jumping in that pool right now.” Wesley said.

“No kidding…although it looks like there is someone there. Don’t think they want two sweaty college guys jumping into their pool. Come on, we are almost at 2 miles, let’s finish up and head back.”

They started to jog again, focusing on the trail ahead to avoid tripping or spraining an ankle on any random branches or rocks on the path. The path was leading them to the fenced backyard of the house and then veered off to the left again up another hill. As they passed the house they both noticed that there was indeed someone laying out near the pool, but being focused on the trail neither got a good look. As they got halfway up the hill leading away from the backyard Jackson’s watch buzzed indicating that they had hit 2 miles. Jackson slowed down and turned around to start back. Wesley seeing that he had stopped slowed down and looked up. His roommate was standing still staring in the direction of the house with a grin on his face.

“What’s up?” Wesley asked turning around to see what Jackson was looking at. “Holy shit, is she naked?”

“I think so.” Jackson responded without taking his eyes off the woman lying on a lounge chair next to the pool.

They were about a hundred yards away and looking down at the pool, so it was hard to tell, but they were both pretty sure that the woman was not wearing anything. If she was, it wasn’t much.

“Let’s take our time on the way back and get a better look…but let’s not get caught staring.” Wesley said.

They started back slowly, with Wesley in the lead this time. As they came down the hill and neared the backyard, they were able to clearly see that sunglasses was the only thing the woman by the pool was wearing. The lounge chair was parallel to the path with it’s back slightly inclined. It looked as though she might be asleep, but they couldn’t be certain. As they passed by the house and made their way back up the hill they kept a steady pace and kept their eyes on the path, doing their best to exercise some restraint. When they crested the hill and were out of site, Wesley slowed to a walk. Jackson was quickly beside him.

“You’re welcome” Jackson said.

“You are taking credit for us seeing a beautiful naked girl on our run?”

“Who picked this route?” Jackson shot back with a smile.

“Good point…damn, did you see her body? I only got a quick look but that was phenomenal!”

“No İstanbul Escort shit man, straight out of the swimsuit issue…minus the swimsuit.”

“I think this might have to become our regular route.” Wesley said as he started to jog again.

“No kidding.”

Back at the pool, Kendra smiled as soon as the guys were out of sight. Her nipples were hard and she could feel herself getting wet from the thrill of being seen. She hadn’t seen anyone on that trail in the three years she had lived in the house. She wondered if they would be back tomorrow as her hand made its way between her legs and slid in between her wetness. She hoped they would.

Day 2

Wesley and Jackson struggled to stay focused during their morning training with the team. Neither one of them mentioned what they seen to the rest of the team. The last thing they needed was a bunch of horny guys running by the house every day hoping for a peak.

After training they both showered and headed to their classes. The day seemed to last an eternity. Once out of class they met back at their apartment to grab a quick snack and get ready for their afternoon run.

“Think she’ll be there today?” Jackson asked as he tied his shoes.

“I sure hope so. I have been thinking about her all day…I have no idea what was discussed in class today.” Wesley said laughing.

“No kidding…let’s just hope her husband or boyfriend isn’t there waiting for us with a shotgun.”

They walked out of their apartment and started on their run.

“If we see her again, we need to do what we did yesterday and keep moving. No stopping and staring.” Jackson said.

“Really? I was thinking about knocking on the fence to see if we could hop in the pool” Wesley replied sarcastically.

“Hey man, I’m just making sure we are on the same page and don’t screw this up!” Jackson replied.

“I hear ya, just busting your balls man.”

They turned onto the path a few minutes later, with Jackson taking the lead as usual. As they came to the small hill prior to the house Jackson slowed his pace and turned around to see that Wesley was with him. Wesley slowed to match Jackson’s pace and gave Jackson a thumbs up. As they came to the top of the hill, they saw the house on the right with the pool, but there didn’t appear to be anyone there.

“Damn, I knew it was too good to be true.” Jackson said.

Wesley’s heart sank. “Shit.”

They both kept jogging at a slower pace and as they followed the path. As they got closer to the back fence they noticed a white sheet of paper on the fence door.

“Looks like there is a note pinned to the fence door” Jackson said.

“Ugh, that can’t be good. Probably says something like “Hey perverts, please stop staring at me or I’ll call the cops.”” Wesley said.

They stopped at the door and read the note.

Hi boys, sorry I missed you today, I had plans that I couldn’t break. I’ll be around tomorrow though, so hopefully you’ll be back. Please feel free to take a dip in the pool, I left out some towels for you. One rule though…no clothing allowed in the pool. I’m sure that you noticed, I follow this rule as well.

Looking forward to meeting you tomorrow.

Love,

Kendra

Jackson and Wesley stared at the note without saying a word for a good 30 seconds before Wesley broke the silence.

“That’s a hell of a lot better than calling the cops on us.”

“Love Kendra” Jackson said softly. “I think I love you Kendra” he said as he reached his hand out to test to see if the door would open. The door swung open and he looked at Wesley with the devilish grin that Wesley was all too familiar with.

“What do you say, want to go for a swim?”

“Yeah, what the hell.” Wesley answered.

They entered the yard and walked through the grass for a few feet before reaching the pool area. They saw the towels laid out as promised.

“Well, guess we have to strip.” Jackson said as he proceeded to take his clothes off.

“Guess so.” Wesley said as he followed suit. They had seen each other naked in the locker room plenty of times before so neither one of them thought twice about stripping down. Once they were naked, they both jumped in the pool and swam around.

“Weird being in someone else’s pool completely naked.” Jackson said.

“No kidding.” Wesley responded. “What the hell are we going to do tomorrow when we get here? You think she will be just hanging out naked again and ask us to come in and join her?”

“I have no idea, but based on her note, that’s what it sounds like.”

Kendra watched Jackson and Wesley from a window on the second floor of the house. She was naked and standing in front of the window, but based on the sun and the angle to the pool there would be no way for the guys to see her. She could feel herself getting wet between her legs. Her husband, standing behind her, put his hands on her shoulders and began to massage her.

“So, what exactly are you planning on doing with these poor little boys?” he asked as his hands made their way slowly to her exposed breasts. İstanbul Escort Bayan He cupped her tits in his hands and she could feel his hard on pushing against her back.

“You’ll just have to wait and see. I’ll be sure to give you a good show. Oh and they don’t look little to me” she whispered back.

Her husband’s hands moved to her nipples, giving each a hard squeeze while pulling on them. She shuddered with pleasure as he squeezed harder cutting off the blood flow to them. She reached around to his hard cock and started stroking it. “You know you aren’t allowed to fuck me until I’m done with them.”

Her husband felt light headed as she squeezed his cock and slid the tip of it along her ass crack, his pre-cum lubricating it. The thought of her fucking those two college studs almost made him come, but he needed to wait, needed to let it build up. He let go over her nipples and pulled away. She sighed with pleasure as the blood returned to her nipples.

“Good boy” Kendra said as she let his cock slip out of her hand. She could feel her wetness dripping down her leg as she saw the two runners emerge from the pool. She noticed that they were both semi-hard, their cocks much larger than earlier. They must have been thinking about tomorrow she thought. She couldn’t wait to be filled by them. She turned to her husband and nodded. He got down on his knees in front of her, her lips slick with her juices inches from his face. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face between her legs.

Jackson and Wesley toweled off and put their clothes back on. They folded their towels and placed them back on the chairs where they found them. They walked out the back gate, closed it and started back on their run as Kendra came loudly on her husbands tongue.

Day 3

Jackson and Wesley were on the trail again as soon as classes ended. The day had dragged just like the previous day. Images of the beautiful naked blonde laying out next to the pool filling their heads.

“You jerk off last night?” Jackson asked as they made their way through the woods.

“Yeah man, wouldn’t have been able to fall asleep if I hadn’t. You?”

“Yeah…twice.” Jackson responded with a laugh.

Wesley laughed as they continued their run. Soon they came to the hill before the house. They made their way up the hill and were rewarded with a view of the house and the pool with Kendra laying naked on her back next to it.

“Holy shit, this is really happening.” Wesley said.

Jackson just nodded and continued jogging slowly towards the house. The gate was open when they got to it and they both stepped into the backyard. Kendra propped herself up on her elbows and looked at the guys through her sunglasses.

“Hello boys, come on in…did you enjoy your swim yesterday?”

“Yes, thank you” Jackson replied as they walked towards her.

As they approached her, she reached out her hand and introduced herself. Jackson shook her hand and said “I’m Jackson and this is Wesley”. Wesley reached over and shook her hand. Kendra smirked as the guys tried their best to keep their eyes on her face, but they were both failing miserably.

“Nice to meet you, I’m so glad you could make it today. I do get lonely out here by myself.”

“You have a beautiful house” Wesley stammered.

“Thank you. I have put some towels out for you over there” Kendra said pointing to two chairs nearby. “Now why don’t you two get those sweaty clothes off and take a quick dip in the pool to cool off. I don’t want to be the only one naked.”

Jackson and Wesley made their way over to the chairs and stripped down. Kendra watched as they took their clothes off. Both guys were already semi-hard by the time they were naked.

“Mmmm, very nice boys.” she cooed. They looked even better up close than from the second story window.

The guys quickly made it into the pool and swam around for a few minutes. The reality of the situation started to set in and they were both fully hard now. Kendra stood up and made her way over to the pool. Both Jackson and Wesley were transfixed as they watched her walk over. It was the first time they had seen her on her feet, and they drank in the site. She looked to be around 5′ 7″, her blonde hair was slightly past her shoulders, her tits were definitely a C, maybe a D and seemed to defy gravity and she had a small landing strip of blonde hair. Kendra took her time walking over to the edge of the pool, enjoying their stares. She was already wet and the looks on their faces was making her wetter. She turned around to make her way down the ladder into the pool, giving them a good look at her perfectly formed ass.

Once in the pool she swam over to Jackson. He was standing in 4 feet of water so his hard on was hidden from view until she got right next to him. As she stood up, the water glistened off her tits and as Jackson was admiring the view, she looked down at his hard on and said “Well, it appears you like what you see.”

“I do” Jackson said, though barely audible.

Kendra still staring at his cock responded “I Escort İstanbul like what I see too.” Then looking up into Jackson’s eyes she put her hand on his neck and brought him in for a kiss. Their tongue’s intertwining as she placed her other hand around his cock and started slowly stroking him. Wesley, who was only about 10 feet away stood motionless as he watched, his cock fully erect and aching to be touched.

Kendra broke the kiss after about a minute and looked over at Wesley while still stroking Jackson. “I can’t tell from here, but I think Wesley likes what he sees also.” she said. Letting go of Jackson she glided through the water over to Wesley who was also in around 4 feet of water.

“Mmmm, looks like I was right, my God what a beautiful cock.” She reached up and kissed Wesley passionately but briefly.

“How about we make it over to the shallow end so I can put my lips on something else.”

She turned and swam the short distance over to the shallow end turned around and got on her knees waiting for Wesley to follow. The water was just below her tits as she knelt and she watched Wesley walking over to her. Each step revealing more and more of his toned body until his cock was clear of the water. It had to be at least 9 inches, and it was thick, much thicker than her husband’s. Soon he was inches away from her waiting mouth. She licked her lips and looked up into Wesley’s eyes as her hands made their way up the back of his legs. Without breaking eye contact she swirled her tongue around the tip and then pulled away.

“My God Wesley, this thing is going to stretch my pussy, I don’t know if I have ever had a cock so thick.”

She wrapped her left hand around the base of his shaft and her right hand started to massage his balls. She took him into her mouth for the first time, barely getting her mouth around him. He let out a moan as her left hand began to stroke him as her right hand continued to massage his balls. With each stroke she was able to fit more and more of his cock in her mouth and soon she had half of his cock in her mouth. Drool came down her chin and dripped on her tits as she worked his monster cock in and out of her mouth.

“Fuck that feels good.” Wesley groaned.

Kendra took the massive tool out of her mouth and looked over at Jackson.

“Come over here and put that thing in my mouth.”

Jackson was next to Wesley in an instant and Kendra happily took him into her mouth. It wasn’t nearly as thick at Wesley’s but it was close to as long as his. Kendra continued to stroke Wesley as she took Jackson in her mouth. For the next few minutes she took turns sucking and stroking them.

Her pussy was aching for attention and she decided it was time to give it what it needed. She stood turned around and holding both cocks in her hands led the guys out of the pool and next to the lounge chair she was laying in earlier. She laid down on the chair, spread her legs and looked up at Jackson and Wesley.

“Now which one of you is going to lick my pussy?”

Without saying a word Jackson dropped to his knees and got between Kendra’s legs. Her whole body was wet from the pool, and her pussy lips were slick with her juices. She was soaked. He lowered his head slowly savoring the view and began to lick her slit. Kendra let out a soft moan as Jackson worked his tongue up and down her slit, flicking her clit each time.

She looked at Wesley. “Stroke your cock for me…I want to watch you…I want to see you play with that huge cock…but do it slowly…I don’t want you coming too fast.”

She didn’t have to ask Wesley twice. He slowly worked his hand over his tool as he watched his friend go down on Kendra.

“Damn your pussy tastes good” Jackson said looking up.

Kendra put her hand between her legs and slid two fingers deep inside of herself, withdrew them and then put them in her mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked on her fingers while the boys just stared with their mouths open.

“Mmmm, I do taste good.” she said opening her eyes. She put her hand down there again and inserted her fingers again. This time when she pulled them out and rubbed her juices onto her left nipple.

“Wesley, I want you to suck my juices off my nipple.”

Wesley did as he was told and got down on his knees next to Kendra and began licking her nipple while Jackson continued to taste her from the source.

Kendra looked up at the second floor window where she knew her husband was watching gave him a quick wave. It turned her on to know he was watching her with these two young studs.

As Jackson started focusing more on her clit, Wesley began sucking her nipple harder, placing it between his teeth and pulling on it, catching her by surprise.

“Oh God, Wesley, keep doing that…Fuck you guys are going to make me cum.”

With that, Wesley who was massaging her other breast with his hand began pulling on her nipple while continuing to suck and nibble on her other one. Jackson slid two fingers inside of her wet hole and continued to lick and suck on her clit. Kendra’s legs wrapped tight around Jackson’s head and she reached out and grabbed onto Wesley’s cock as her body locked up and she began to cum, her pussy spasming around Jackson’s fingers. She jerked Wesley with each convulsion until her legs spread, releasing Jackson’s head and her hand dropped away from Wesley’s cock and her whole body relaxed.

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Journey From Straight To Gay Slut Ch. 07

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Journey From Straight to Gay Slut Part 7: A New Slut for Any Cock in Any Hole

This is the seventh instalment of the series and I would recommend reading the first 6 before this one. There are elements of offensive words and humiliation, be warned.

This is the final chapter of Journey from Straight to Gay Slut after feeling it has come to a natural end. It was my first ever story on Literotica and the first few chapters are loosely based on real events. I just want to say a huge thank you for all of you that have stayed around for the ride. Thank you to everyone that has commented or messaged me! You are all amazing!

Thank you to Dougslair for editing.

Now, on to the good stuff! HAPPY WANKING!

Part 1

Liam begins talking to a lady called Jo on a BDSM chat room, although she is married and Liam is in a relationship, they both decide to meet up and have a wild night of fucking. By the end Liam experience his first time of being rimmed and having his arse fingered.

Part 2

Jo begins to become more dominant, getting Liam to finger himself on facetime. When they meet up for a second time to have a threesome with a man named Kal that Jo also met on a BDSM chatroom. During the threesome Liam ends by having his arsehole fingered by Kal whilst he also sucked his dick. Jo takes Liams cum into her mouth and kisses Liam, giving him his first ever taste of cum.

Part 3

Liam starts to enjoy the taste of his own cum, when meeting up with Joanne he licks her pussy to find out another man has recently cum inside of her. Only building his taste for cum more! He eventually goes for one last night of passion, having a threesome with a dominant older man, Liam takes his first ever cock into his mouth.

Part 4

After having his first ever cock, Liam has a taste for it. Meeting Kal to discuss his new feelings, but this ended with him giving Kal a blowjob in the open. After that his addiction just increased, going to the Bellhouse Gay Bar in search for another cock, Liam ended up sucking an older man and then after him a black man. The black man took Liam’s number and invited him over another night. Liam told Joanne who has now ordered Liam to address her as his Mistress. Once Liam got to the black man’s (Dwayne) house, he saw two other black men. Although nervous at first, Liam ended the night by sucking all three black men, taking three fingers in his arse and went home with his face covered in all three loads. A few days later Liam got a box delivered from his Mistress, inside was a red thong, 4 different butt plugs and a large black dildo!

Part 5

Liam has his first experience of fucking a man, twice! After he fucks Mistress Joanne whilst her husband watches. When Mistress Joanne is out of the room, her husband see’s Liam for the cocksucker he is and orders him to suck his dick. When Mistress Joanne finds out she officially makes Liam her bottom bitch and fucks him for the first time with a strap on. Afterwards, Liam makes the decision that he is going to break up with his girlfriend.

Part 6

Liam breaks up with his girlfriend, but first having sex with her sexy older sister. Now he is single he feels a freedom to explore how he wants. Taking Mistress Joanne’s strap on again and sucking a man’s cock in the showers at the gym. Liam takes his first fucking from a real cock by Kal. Mistress Joanne has Liam wearing thongs and stockings and calls his arsehole a pussy, pushing him further into a sissy lifestyle.

Journey From Straight to Gay Slut 7: A New Slut for Any Cock in Any Hole

Something has awoken inside of me. Now I am single and can do as I please with no guilt, having taken Kal’s cock in me and then Mistress’s husbands cock, I am ready for more.

I am going to be a slut and I don’t care. I have a lot of making up to do for all the years I was strictly straight and I wasn’t going to miss another opportunity.

Waking up early, I headed to the gym to work out before work. But really, I intended on letting the bald meat heat who’s cock I sucked in the shower to fuck me senseless.

You can imagine my disappointment when he wasn’t there! So, I did my work out as normal, making sure I kept on top of my exercises. I didn’t work this hard to get this body just to lose it now.

After my shower, I put on my black thong and quickly put on my stockings before putting on my trousers and shirt for work and spent the whole day horny, thinking of how I could find another cock. I don’t know what it was, but every male colleague I looked at differently, rather than seeing them as just another guy, I found myself thinking how big their cock is.

I still had on the cage around my cock so that I couldn’t cum even though I was desperate to.

So, when work finished, I texted Mistress Joanne. “Hi Mistress, when can your slave remove the cage?”

By the time I was home, Ankara escort she replied.

“Hi slave, for being a good girl and taking my husband’s cock in your pussy, you may remove it. You are only allowed to cum once! I put a spare key for it in your pocket when you were last round, do not disobey me!”

Perfect!

I looked through my pockets and found the key, letting my cock out I was instantly hard and ready to cum! So, I texted Kal. “Hey Kal, I haven’t been fucked in a few days and I am desperate for a fat cock in me! Do you want to meet?”

It took him about ten minutes to reply, he said. “Hi, sorry I’m busy. You will have to find someone else’s dick.”

I thought his text seemed a little off, but I didn’t think too much of it.

I considered going onto the gay sex app I downloaded, but I was too horny and would have to settle for wanking. Luckily for me, I remembered the 6inch dildo that Mistress had in the box of toys she got me.

Getting into my room, I undressed, except for the stockings because wearing them just made me feel sexier.

The dildo had a suction cup on the end, so I made it stick to the wooden floor of my room. I lubed it up and easily started to sit on the dildo, feeling it sliding down and stretching my arsehole.

“Fuuuuckkk.” I whispered to myself, missing the feeling of being so full, even if it was a fake cock!

For a few minutes I started to ride the dildo, going fast and faster until I was properly bouncing up and down, riding the dick as I imagined like I was riding Kal’s cock.

My cock was dripping precum everywhere and I knew I wouldn’t last long as soon as I started wanking.

So, while I kept riding the dildo, I pulled up a porn website and started to look through a few different ones. My favourite category was “Blacked”, but after a few minutes it just wasn’t doing it for me.

Then I remembered the video that Mistress Joanne made me watch, of a guy being spit roasted by two men.

So, I changed the search to gay porn, as soon as I clicked on a video my cock was aching for release.

I was watching smooth faced guy sucking on a huge black cock, his spit was drooling down his chin as he was taking the cock down his throat.

When the black man bent over the white guy and started to fuck his arse, I started to ride the dildo faster and faster.

“Fuck yes.” I kept moaning to myself whilst watching the porn.

The guy getting fucked was moaning like crazy while he was getting hammered by the black cock.

I continued wanking whilst fucking my own arse watching the gay porn.

It didn’t take long for me to shoot my own cum all over the floor watching this white man getting fucked by such a big black cock!

After my orgasm died down, I pulled myself off the dildo and cleaned it, cleaned up my cum and then put the cage back onto my cock as instructed.

Although I had cum, it wasn’t enough. My arse felt empty and I was desperate for more!

The Night Out

My roommate, Myles, and I went on a night out. He wanted to get me out after breaking up with Sam. If only he knew how fine I was with the break up.

We were drinking and having a good time in a club. Then Myles started talking to a girl, she was small and blonde and incredibly sexy. That was when her friend came and I started talking to her.

She was thin and had long brown hair, and although she was beautiful, something just wasn’t doing it for me.

We spent the next two hours with these girls, and eventually I saw Myles making out with the blond girl on the dance floor. I was dancing with her friend, trying my best not to grind too much on her so she wouldn’t feel the cage around my cock!

Then she turned around and started to kiss me, her lips and tongue were soft against mine. As I made out with her, thoughts of Kal returned to my head. I pictured I was kissing him instead.

This girl started to moan into my mouth and I knew if I wanted to, and if I didn’t have a cage on, I could easily fuck her.

But I shouted.

“I need the toilet!” And then ran off to the bathroom.

When I got in there, I remembered something. A while ago when I went around to Dwayne’s house, he was the black man I met at the gay bar, I sucked off him and two of his mates and they all wanted to fuck me!

I pulled out my phone and texted him.

“Hi Dwayne, it’s Liam. I came around to your place a while ago and sucked your cock.”

I stayed in the cubicle when I saw that he was typing back.

“Hi cocksucker, I remember you. What do you want?”

I quickly replied.

“I want your black cock.”

And then to try and entice him more.

“I am no longer just a cocksucker.”

Well, it took about 30 seconds for him to text me.

“Come to my place now.”

I told him I will and found his address from the previous texting.

Exiting the bathroom, I saw Myles making out with his girl, while the girl I was kissing was standing waiting for me. Ankara escort bayan I had to sneak out so she didn’t see me leave.

I was quickly in a taxi and heading on my way to Dwayne’s, hoping that his two friends would be there again.

I can’t believe I’m doing this! I kept thinking to myself.

Once the taxi pulled up, I jumped out and knocked on the door.

Dwayne opened it, his amazing black skin turning me on straight away as he smiled and said, “Come in faggot.”

I didn’t care about him calling me faggot, I knew what I was there for and would do anything to get it.

Entering his living room, there was one of the guys that was there the last time, but not the other.

“Liam, you remember Tony.” Dwayne said behind me.

“Hi.” I awkwardly replied.

I watched as Dwayne took a seat next to Tony and I had two huge black men smiling at me.

“Well, undress.” Dwayne said.

Without saying a word, I ripped my clothes off.

“Holy fuck! You have turned into a proper gay boy haven’t you!” Tony said laughing as they saw me stood there in black stockings, a thong and the cage obviously around my cock.

“Is that from your Mistress?” Dwayne asked pointing at the cage and I remember how he spoke to Joanne on the phone when I was sucking all of their cocks.

“Yes.” I told them.

“So, you can’t cum?” He asked.

“No sir, but I am here to please you.” I told him, excited to have two black cocks to play with.

“Such a faggot. Come and get my cock.” Dwayne said.

I dropped to my knees and crawled to him, pulling his shorts down, I was met again with his amazing black cock.

Not wasting any time, I wrapped my lips around the cock and started to suck on it.

“Mmmmmm!” I moaned around the giant cock, swirling my tongue all over the head and tasting his delicious precum.

“So, you said you are no longer just a cocksucker?” Dwayne asked.

Removing his cock from my mouth, I told him, “Yes sir, I want your black cocks in my pussy.” Not even embarrassed about calling it a pussy.

Dwayne grabbed my head and shoved his cock back into my mouth.

“Go and get the faggot’s cunt ready.” Dwayne told Tony.

I felt Tony get up from the sofa and walk behind me, next thing I felt was his big, strong hands on my arse cheeks, slapping them and spreading them wide. Then he ripped the thong off me and threw it across the room.

Without warning, he pushed a thick finger knuckle deep inside of me.

“MMMMMM!” I moaned onto the black cock as the thick finger stretched my hole.

“This is going to be one tight hole.” Tony said behind me.

“I bet it is, I remember last time he was bouncing back on your three fingers.” Dwayne laughed as I kept deep throating his cock.

I could feel his dick down my throat as I tried to lick his balls at the same time.

Tony kept fingering me faster and faster, until I felt a second finger go deep into me. Pulling the cock out of my mouth I moaned.

“Fuuuuuckkk!”

Dwayne grabbed my head so I had to look up at him, spit drooling down my chin.

“So, you want to be our faggot for black cock?”

“Yes sir! I want your big, black cocks to fuck me senseless!” I declared.

For a while I kept sucking his huge cock, loving every second while Tony kept fingering me faster and faster.

“Please fuck me!” I moaned taking the cock out of my mouth.

“Get on your hands and knees on the sofa!” Dwayne ordered.

I jumped from the floor, feeling the fingers slide out of me as I got onto all fours on the sofa. It was big enough that Tony got behind me and Dwayne was in front of me.

I knew I was about to get spit roasted and I couldn’t fucking wait!

I could feel Tony rubbing his huge cock around my arsehole, I shouted back.

“Just fucking shove it in my cunt!”

SPANK!

Tony slapped my arse and I felt him started to push the head of his cock in me.

“FUUUCKKK!” I shouted as he was bigger than anything I have had in there.

The head popped in and it felt like my arsehole was being stretched beyond belief.

“Fucking hell! You’re so tight!” Tony moaned.

“Oh yeah, I am going to get some of that later.” Dwayne said.

As Tony kept pushing deeper in me, I looked up at Dwayne and told him.

“Fuck me as much as you want! I only wish there were more black cocks here to fuck me!”

I can’t actually believe what I was saying, but that was all I wanted right now.

Deeper and deeper I felt Tony’s cock going inside of me, feeling my hole stretching around his cock which burned in pain, but like a good slut I kept taking it.

When I felt his big balls pressing against mine, I knew I had the entire fucking black cock inside of me.

“FUUUCKKK!” I screamed out, feeling his cock in my stomach.

“Suck my cock you fucking whore!” Dwayne shouted.

I opened my mouth and took his huge cock between my lips, sucking on it as best I could with a huge cock in my arse.

It’s Escort Ankara hard to believe that an hour ago I was making out with a hot girl in a club and here I was getting spit roasted by two black men.

Tony started to pull his cock out of me and then push back in, slowly fucking me as my arse got used to his cock.

I couldn’t move much in this position and just allowed these two black cocks to fuck me from front and back. If my cock was loose, I am sure I would’ve cum just by being such a slut!

By now, Tony was properly hammering into my arsehole, his thighs would slap against me he was fucking me that hard. When he fucked me, it would push me forward and make me take Dwayne’s cock deeper down my throat.

“Glgg..Glgg!” Were all the sounds coming from me as I was fucked like a slut.

SPANK!

“Bounce back on my cock faggot!” Tony ordered.

I started to push back on his cock, taking it as deep as possible into my arsehole. As I pushed forward, I would suck Dwayne’s cock and then go back and take Tony’s cock deep inside of me.

I fucking love having a real cock in my arse!!

“I’m going to cum soon gay boy!” Tony shouted.

I pulled Dwayne’s cock out of my mouth and begged him.

“Please cum inside me! Fill my cunt with your cum!!”

“Fucking whooooreeeeee!” Tony shouted as I felt him unload a tonne of cum inside of me. Filling me up completely.

I kept clenching my arsehole, milking his balls completely as he kept fucking me until he started to go soft.

When he pulled out of me, I felt my arsehole gaped open in the air with his cum pouring out of me.

“Sit on the sofa and spread your legs bitch.” Dwayne ordered.

I did as I was told, sat down with my arse hanging over the edge. My legs with the stockings still on spread and high in the air and Dwayne grabbed onto them and without warning shoved his entire black cock inside of me.

“FUCK YESSS!!” I screamed loving being treated like a whore by these two.

“You like that you fucking slut?” Dwayne moaned as he hammered into me.

I looked down and I couldn’t believe the huge cock that was fucking my battered arsehole.

“I fucking love it!” I moaned at him as he kept fucking me.

“I’m going to add another load of cum inside of you!” Dwayne shouted.

“Do it, fill me with your hot cum!” I moaned, desperate to please this man.

“FUUUUCKKK!” Dwayne shouted and I felt the second load of cum filling my insides, his hot cum felt amazing shooting in me.

Dwayne pulled out of me and I remained on the sofa, exhausted from all the fucking and feeling more cum dripping out of my arsehole.

After that I remained there for a while, watching TV with them both until Tony was horny again. He had me ride his cock on the sofa, I happily impaled myself onto his black cock and rode him like crazy, thinking of all the girls that have ridden me.

I moaned like a bitch in heat, bouncing on his fat cock until another load of cum filled me. Then Dwyane took his place and fucked me doggy style until he came inside me once more.

After that I realised it was 2am and told them I needed to get home.

Walking out of their house to the taxi, I was walking with a limp and my arse felt extremely sore. By the time I got home, I took off my shirt and trousers and pretty much collapsed onto the bed and passed out from exhaustion.

Caught

“Liam?!”

I was woken up by Myles banging on my door.

As I opened my eyes, I looked at myself, spread out on my bed wearing stockings and a thong! Thank God I locked my bedroom door!

I jumped up and put on a dressing gown before opening the door, Myles was standing there with an angered look on his face.

“What the fuck happened to you last night? I thought you had died!” He shouted at me.

“I’m sorry, I was too drunk and just came home.” I lied to him. If only he knew what I had on under this robe.

“That girl wanted you to fuck her! And you fucked up my chance with the blonde because I was looking for you!” Myles hollered at me.

“I’m sorry mate, I didn’t mean to.” I told him, feeling bad for messing up his chances.

As I stood there, my arse still felt sore from the rough fucking I had the night before.

“Is there something you need to tell me?” Myles asked with a concerned look on his face.

“W-what do you mean?” I asked nervously.

He looked to the ground and then back at me.

“Look, I didn’t mean to. But I came into your room the other day, I found your box of butt plugs and the dildo.” He said.

Oh fuck!!

“Liam, are you gay?” He asked.

“What?!” I shouted, “No I’m not gay!”

“It’s okay if you are, you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.” He said.

“No Myles, I’m not gay!” I told him again.

“Well, what’s with the toys? And what happened last night, you never leave a girl that you can fuck.” He said stepping forward.

As he stepped forward, I took a quick step back and caught my robe on the door handle. Without meaning to, the robe completely fell down and revealed what I was wearing.

“Liam. What the fuck?” Myles said in disbelief.

“Just leave me alone!” I shouted and slammed the door shut and then locked it.

I could hear Myles huffing outside but eventually walking away.

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Take Two

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Simon waited as the two girls got ready. Both were passionate believers in sexual and gender equality and had decided to attend the Pride march as an angel and a devil, with Helen as the angel. Helen had lectured Simon extensively on the topic. He now realised his old views were outdated and unfit for modern society. It had been sobering to realise that someone less than half his age could completely change his beliefs.Finally, the two girls emerged, giggling, from Helen’s room. Simon was instantly hard. Helen wore a skimpy white dress that barely covered her bum with a pair of pink, gauzy wings and a silver tinsel halo. Her push-up bra accentuated her massive boobs. Tiny dark-haired Caro looked fabulous in a clingy black dress and sported a pair of pointed devil’s horns.Both girls wore high heels that matched their dresses. Simon’s dick strained against his undies. He could hardly wait to fuck buxom young Helen later and hoped she’d let him fuck her tight arse as well. She was such a marvellously dirty girl, and Simon loved that she sometimes allowed him to violate her arse. But more than anything else, he wanted to fuck her tiny nubile friend, and he imagined Caro’s lithe body riding his cock, and her gazing lustfully into his eyes. Hopefully, this would be his lucky day.To fit the theme of the Pride march, both girls had plastered rainbow stickers on their exposed arms and legs. Helen lifted the hem of her dress, showing off her lacy white panties, and Simon saw she had a rainbow sticker attached to each of her arse cheeks.The March started in a large square just a few minutes from the apartment. Helen and Caro walked on either side of him. Simon put an arm around both girls, pulling them close. He groped Helen’s fantastic boobs, then tentatively felt Caro’s flat chest. She didn’t even flinch, so Simon tweaked a nipple. Perhaps he would get to fuck her.As always, the parade was raucous, and they all imbibed freely from the bottles of spirits that circulated freely amongst the crowd. Simon fended off several approaches from scantily clad men. The encounter when a muscular black man approached him, wearing just a posing pouch and chaps, was typical.The black man walked beside him for a few paces, then grabbed Simon’s enormous dick.”How about it, big boy,” the young black man said. “Do you want to stuff that monster in my arse? I’d love it if you did.”As with previous encounters, Simon smiled and gestured towards Helen and Caro, who cavorted ahead of him, hand-in-hand, indiscriminately kissing people in the parade.”My heavenly mistress forbids,” he intoned solemnly, “as does her fiendish lover.”The black man smiled and slid a business card into Simon’s trousers.”That’s a truly impressive cock, so if you ever change your mind, call me,” he said as he fondled Simon’s dick before melting into the crowd.Thirty minutes later, they were roaring drunk and enjoying the parade when the skies darkened, and the heavens opened. They persevered for another ten minutes, but the rain was cold and persistent, and they were soon soaked through. Simon was freezing, and although the crowd was still noisy and having fun, marching in the cold rain was no longer enjoyable. He was relieved when Helen spoke.”Let’s get out of this damned rain,” she said. “I’m freezing my arse off.”Caro laughed. “Don’t use words like that, Angel,” she said. One hand stroked her fake horns. “That’s my territory. Let’s go home out of this hellish storm.”They left the parade and ran down a side street to shelter under a tree. Luckily a taxi passed within minutes. Helen stuck out a hand and hailed it.They tumbled into the cab, soaked through but giggling. A few minutes later, the cab decanted them onto the street in front of their flat. Simon supported the two drenched girls up the stairs. Helen fumbled briefly with the lock and almost fell over when the door flew open.”It’s been fun, and it’s way too early to call it a day,” Helen said, “but let’s dry off first.”Caro nodded. “Good idea, I’m freezing,” she said and drunkenly meandered into her room, leaving her door open.Simon let Helen lead him by the hand into her room. She took her arms out of the loops that attached the purple fairy wings to her back, unzipped her white dress and let it fall to the floor.Simon fetched a Maltepe Escort towel from her bathroom and dried Helen’s fabulous body, lingering over her enormous breasts. Helen giggled as he did so, even as she kissed him. Soon she was dry, apart from her long blond hair, which still dripped water. Simon ran one hand over her warm skin, unbuttoning his shirt with the other.Simon saw the lustful look on her face and smiled.”Does my perfect angel want me to fuck her?” Simon asked.Helen reached down, unzipped his jeans, and grabbed his rigid cock. “Do angels do that?” she asked with a leering grin.”Or are you a little devil?” Simon asked jokingly. He handed Helen her wings. “You’d better wear your angel wings, or I won’t be able to tell.”Simon quickly undressed as Helen undid her bra, releasing her magnificent boobs, and then she put her arms back through the loops of the gauzy fairy wings. She pushed her shoulders back and put her hands on her hips, showing off her perfect tits.”Am I an angel?” she asked, her gaze fixed on Simon’s erection. “Or will you treat me like the devil I am?”Simon looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her chest. She looked incredible wearing just tiny white panties and heels, adorned with the silver tinsel halo and pink fairy wings. The rainbow Pride stickers still plastered her smooth skin, and her boobs looked fabulous. He marvelled that this vision of loveliness worshipped his cock and allowed him to screw her.”Angels need to be treated like the devil occasionally,” he said. Simon pulled Helen close and kissed her deeply, their tongues entwined. He wormed a hand inside her white panties and ran one finger up and down her moist, shaved slit. Though she was damp, Simon decided she needed warming up.He pushed her back against the white iron bedstead, pulled her panties partway down, and knelt in front of her. He knew she was becoming excited; juices already oozed from her pussy when he pushed one finger inside her. He hooked it and started working it in and out as he tongued her clitoris.She moaned when he finger-fucked her hard and fast with two hooked fingers. Her minge now felt dripping wet.”Just fuck me, please,” Helen implored him. That was music to his ears. Simon stood and put his two wet fingers to Helen’s mouth. She greedily sucked them clean.”Turn around and bend over,” he ordered. Helen’s white panties were halfway down her thighs. She turned, leaned forward, and gripped the rail of the white bedstead to support herself. She looked back at Simon over her shoulder. The gauzy pink wings excited Simon further. Helen ran a finger along her bum crack. “How devilish are you feeling?” she asked. Simon just grinned. He looked at the perfect starfish of her arsehole and the moist slit of her pussy and knew he was going to fuck both. Simon spat on his fingers and rubbed them on his cock for extra lubrication. Helen moaned when he ran his helmet between her lovely bum and her pussy, teasing her, so she didn’t know which orifice was his target.Her pussy bore the brunt of his first assault when he slammed his monstrous dick balls-deep into her tight wet minge in one mighty thrust. Helen moaned in ecstasy.She wriggled her bum against him. “God, that feels good,” she said. “I love your cock.”He put his hands on her hips and fucked her hard. His dick pistoned smoothly in and out of her tight dripping cunt. Helen started to moan and pant, spurring Simon to greater efforts. He was rewarded when she shrieked, and her pussy clenched around his dick as she came, and a small dribble of juices ran from her cunt.Helen sighed contentedly, “Only your monster makes me come that quickly,” Helen said.He was glad she liked it a bit rough, but he had another orifice to fuck, so he restrained himself and slowed to a gentle pace to prevent himself from coming too soon. He laughed.”I’m not finished with you yet,” he said.She giggled. “Glad to hear that. Coming just once is never enough.”Simon reached for the lube and squirted some onto one hand. He worked two oily fingers into Helen’s perfect arsehole as he shafted her pussy. Helen moaned with each deep stroke, and he knew from experience it wouldn’t take long for his mammoth dick to make her come when he pounded her tight arse.”Is my angel Maltepe Escort Bayan ready for a good butt fucking?” he asked.Helen giggled again. “You know I am,” she said. “Ruin my angelic arse with your demonic weapon.”He pulled his massive member out of her pussy, rubbed some lube onto it, and slowly eased it into her tight sphincter. As always, her bum hole clenched tightly around his shaft, and it took several slow insistent thrusts before he worked himself hilt-deep into her incredible bottom. Helen squealed with delight when he pulled out and slowly rammed his monstrous dick back into her arse.”I’ve been a very naughty angel,” she said. “Punish my arse.”Simon fucked her slowly with long deep strokes until his mammoth cock slid smoothly in and out of Helen’s bum. He sped up, and his hands pulled her hips back onto his dick. Helen’s moans became louder and more urgent.”Yes … I’ve been evil … punish me.”Simon smiled when Helen shrieked joyously as he repeatedly rammed his dick balls-deep into her arse. He felt her sphincter clench tightly around his cock as she came for the second time; her pussy juices wet his groin and dripped down both their legs. He loved that he could make her come so quickly.Helen’s climax drove Simon over the edge, and he spurted a massive load of cum deep inside her arse. He kept his rigid pole firmly embedded in Helen’s bum until their shuddering subsided. “You’d think our Devil would love this, wouldn’t you?” Simon asked Helen.Helen had told him many times that Caro was reluctant and had never had anything in her arse, but he was hopeful.”Let’s ask her,” Helen said. “Her arse deserves to feel you inside it.”Simon let Helen lead him naked into the lounge. Helen walked towards the open door into Caro’s room.”Come on out, you little devil,” Helen said. “We’ve got something to show you.”Caro came into view, still wearing the skimpy devil’s outfit. She stared at Simon’s massive wet cock.Caro giggled. “Is that all?” she asked, eyes still fixed on Simon’s rigid member. “I’ve seen huge wet cocks before.”Simon watched his cum slowly oozing from Helen’s arse and dribbling down her legs. He was surprised when Helen turned her arse towards Caro, bent over at the waist, and spread her arse cheeks.”Look what Simon did to me,” Helen chanted in a silly sing-song voice.Caro gasped when she saw Helen’s red-rimmed gaping arse hole dripping with cum. She tried to run past Helen and escape back to her room, but Helen caught her arm.”Look what Simon did to me,” she repeated in that same silly sing-song voice.Caro glanced at Helen’s gaping arse. She opened her mouth to speak. No words came out. Instead, she shook her head and fixed her gaze greedily on his mammoth erection, still wet with lube and fresh from Helen’s gaping arse.Simon was overjoyed his dream of fucking Caro would be partially fulfilled. At the very least, Caro would suck his cock. He waggled his rigid pole with one hand.”Can the Devil suck cock better than my tarnished angel?” he asked.Caro glanced again at Helen’s arse, then back at his slimy cock. She hesitated a moment, then laughed. “Oh yes,” she said. “This devil can take anything.”Simon took Caro’s tiny hand and led her into Helen’s room. He leaned back against the white bedstead.”Show me what the devil can do,” he said. Caro squatted in front of him and looked at him with wide blue eyes. “I’m going to make you come,” she promised.Caro licked her lips and grasped his bum with both hands. She opened her mouth wide, looked up, again catching his gaze with her huge eyes, and slowly leaned towards him. His massive pole crept into her warm mouth, gliding over her tongue. He felt his glans touch the back of her mouth. Caro didn’t hesitate but continued to inhale his erection, and he felt it slide down her throat.Caro paused when her nose pressed against his groin, and then she started to suck his cock. Her cat-like eyes never left his face as she bobbed backwards and forwards, sucking hard on his dick. Helen stood behind Caro and raised her from her squatting pose. She lifted Caro’s skimpy black dress, rucking it untidily around her waist. She pulled down Caro’s black lacy panties, which fell and draped around Caro’s ankles. She was now bent over at the waist Escort Maltepe with her arse naked and Simon’s monstrous dick down her throat.Helen’s hands ran gently over Caro’s body and lightly caressed her arse. Helen spread Caro’s bum cheeks with her hands and thrust her head between them, obviously tonguing her arsehole. Caro continued sucking him unperturbed, her head bobbing, sliding his dick repeatedly down her warm throat. Helen gestured at Caro’s arse.”This little Devil needs a tail,” Helen said.Simon reached behind himself and passed Helen the lube. She oiled her fingers, and when Helen stuck a lubricated finger in Caro’s arse, Simon heard a muffled squeal. Caro tried to pull away from his dick, but his hands were behind her head, preventing her from pulling back. After a moment, with Helen’s finger firmly embedded in her arse, Caro relaxed and started to suck his dick again.Simon loved the feeling of Caro’s warm mouth enveloping his dick and watched in anticipation as Helen fingered Caro’s virgin arse. It looked as if he might actually get to fuck it. A second finger joined the first inside Caro’s bum, and Helen started slowly working them in and out. Caro kept sucking him even when Helen was finger-fucking her with two fingers rammed as far as they’d go into her sphincter.Helen pulled her invasive fingers out of Caro’s tight sphincter and gently stroked her bum cheeks.”Relax,” she said. “If you clench up like that, the plug will hurt when I push it in.”Caro mumbled something inaudible with Simon’s dick still far down her throat, then resumed sucking his mammoth cock. Helen picked up a tail plug: a long sinuous tail with a bulbous silver insert. The tail was black and red, barbed, and matched the devil’s horns that Caro still wore. Helen dripped some lube onto the shiny silver toy and worked more lube into Caro’s arse with her fingers.Caro flinched when Helen pushed the butt plug against her tight sphincter. Helen looked up at Simon.”She’s got such a tiny arsehole,” Helen said. “It’s going to be a very tight fit.”Simon grinned to himself. He’d violated Helen’s virgin arsehole, and now he hoped he was about to destroy her best friend’s perfect bum. Caro was a tiny girl, so he already expected her bum to be tight; the tighter, the better, he thought.When Helen started to push the plug further into Caro’s back passage, Caro closed her eyes and screwed up her face, but she didn’t try to pull away. Simon briefly felt Caro’s teeth press painfully against his cock.When Helen finally pushed the widest part of the butt plug past her sphincter, Caro gasped, pulled back from Simon’s dick, and stood straight. She reached back between her legs with one hand, feeling where the plug invaded her bum and craned her neck to see her new appendage.”Now you’ve got a tail, like a proper devil. It looks fabulous,” Helen said. “How does it feel?”Caro looked thoughtful. She wiggled her bum and tugged at the tail with one hand.”Strange,” she said. “My arse keeps clenching around it.”After a short pause, she smiled broadly. “It’s revolting, but I think I like it.”Simon watched her walk over to the floor-length mirror, turn her bum towards the mirror, and look at her reflection over her shoulder.Finally, she nodded. “I like that it matches my horns,” she said. “It makes me feel like a dirty whore, but it is so sexy.”Simon was dying to fuck her with the toy in her arse. “Do you want me to fuck you?” Simon asked.Caro turned to face him and looked lustfully at the massive cock that had so recently occupied her mouth.”I love being filled by huge cocks,” she said. “Show me what it feels like being fucked by that monster when my arse is full like this.”Helen sat on the bed, her gauzy pink wings visible behind her. When Caro perched on the edge of the bed and leaned backwards, she was cradled by Helen, with her head nestled between Helen’s impressive boobs and high enough to see what Simon was doing. Caro’s legs were spread wide, providing a great view of her neatly trimmed pussy and the tail that dangled from her arse.”Lift your legs,” he said. “I want them over my shoulders.”Caro complied, and he helped her position herself. He ran his dick up and down her slit and then placed his dick at her entrance, parting her labia but not entering her.He looked at Helen, who gazed over the top of Caro’s head at his dick and grinned. “I’m going to ruin your best friend.”He lowered his gaze and fixed his eyes on Caro’s face. Her eyes were wide, and her lips parted slightly in anticipation. She is truly gorgeous, he thought. Simon remembered that she’d never had a plug…

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