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The Dom you Want Pt. 02

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Tea can be so evil

I didn’t own her yet, but she had surrendered herself enough that I felt entitled to enjoy her as I wished. What I wished was to take her deep in the night. My plan was to have her vaginally if she was sleeping on her back and anally if she was on her tummy. I think it would have been delicious and there was no doubt in my mind that she would have opened her body to my pleasure. Naturally Morpheus decided to show his sense of humor and I slept through the night.

When I finally woke, she was in bed beside me fiddling with her phone. I gave a yawn that would have put a grin on a grizzly bear then pulled her close and kissed her and kissed her then really kissed her. She melted up against me and made for a lovely blanket as I snoozed for a few more minutes. When I woke the second time, I asked what she had been doing on her phone. My eyes were still closed but I could hear the blush in her voice as she said “I was telling my roommate what an amazing lover you are. I hope that’s okay Sir.”

I smiled and forced my left eye open, what it found was nice enough to make the right one want to join it, “You aren’t allowed to lie or use coarse language but other than that you may speak to your friends as you wish.”

Her beautiful smile ended any possibility of retaining her virtue but before I could do anything about that she asked, “Are there any other rules I should know Sir?”

At that point only about ten percent of my synapses were firing and none of them cared about that, so I answered, “Probably, but right now I want to enjoy your mouth.”

She kept her body pressed against mine as she slid down to a position between my legs. That was a new one and just damn delicious. She then pulled the light summer blanket over her shoulders and my legs and moved a stray bit of sheet over my chest. I stroked her hair and said, “Well done Slave.” which got me another of those bright smiles. An hour later I realized that I probably shouldn’t have addressed her that way yet. At the time I couldn’t have cared less, literally, I couldn’t have cared any less. I was flaccid when she took me in her mouth, that lasted for about a millisecond then the few synapses that had been working turned off and for a nice long time I just enjoyed the pleasure she was giving me.

Somewhere around the middle of page two on my list of reasons why I love being a Dom is an entry about how oral sex works with a submissive woman. When a vanilla woman does that for you there’s an instinctive desire to help, you move, you exaggerate sounds so she knows what you like, and above all you try to hasten the process so that you finish before she gets tired of doing it. With a submissive woman you know that giving you pleasure is pleasurable to her. That means that there is no incentive to hurry or reason to help. You can simply enjoy her and let her enjoy being her for as long as it happens to take. I have no idea how long it took, somewhere between five minutes and eternity as best I could tell but eventually, I began to near. I would certainly have enjoyed moistening her throat, but I was in a greedy mood, so I reached down and gently lifted her chin. She looked distressed for a moment, probably thinking that she had done something wrong. That changed to a very pleased look when I said, “On your back, legs spread wide.” in a voice that made it clear that dawdling wasn’t an option.

I gave her a third of a second to get comfortable before I lay on top of her and a tenth of a second to prepare to have me inside her. On page one of that list of reasons why I love being a Dom, fairly near the top, is the fact that you get to have a woman like this. She was a bit wet but not wet enough and extra tight from having been taken hard last night. That meant that my rough entry was at least a little painful. I’m not sure which of us enjoyed that more, I suspect that she was a close second. I went slow for a few seconds giving her time to lubricate then began taking her exactly as I wanted to. I escort bursa was close when I began, and she got close quickly which added so much pleasure to ordering, “Remain perfectly silent and do not cum.” Both were just enough of a struggle to let her be proud of her obedience, neither lasted too long. As I spilled inside her I whispered, “You may speak.”

She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed with a strength that I found surprising as she said, “Thank you Sir.”

A woman would understand why she genuinely enjoyed the way I took my pleasure from her without even considering reciprocation, a man probably wouldn’t. The best explanation I can come up with is to suggest that they picture whatever beautiful actress they have a crush on and imagine being offered sex with them but only on the condition that you not have an orgasm. I think most of us would say yes and be damn glad we got the chance. She got to feel beautiful and desired and submissive and proud of her ability to please, any of which meant more to her than a single orgasm.

I stayed on her and in her for a nice long while. That was luxurious, bodies don’t always fit together well enough for that to be comfortable. When I finally decided to move, I went to the t-shirt drawer and reached under the stack to pull out a plain white crew neck. A few weeks ago, I had accidentally dried that one on super high which shrank it way too much to fit me. I handed it to her, and she sat up on the edge of the bed to put it on. It was way too small for her too which looked delicious and made me wonder if I should wet it down. I put on a t-shirt myself then went into the sock drawer and grabbed the smallest pair of white socks that I could find. When I turned around and lifted her feet from the floor to over her head, suddenly laying her on her back, she let out a squeak that was so cute it would have made me decorate the drawers I wasn’t wearing if I hadn’t enjoyed her so recently. She smiled and giggled as I kissed each foot then put a sock on it.

I helped her stand then asked, “Bacon and eggs, waffles, pancakes or an omelet?”

I knew what her answer would be and enjoyed hearing it, “Which ever you would like Sir.”

I patted the edge of the bed and asked her to get on her knees there just like she had last night. She looked a little dubious but my calm and cheerful voice kept it from being too scary. Once she was in position, I grabbed the tube of lube from the nightstand and greased my index finger then put it gently but fully inside her ass. Using my “loving teacher voice” as I moved my finger in gentle circles inside of her I said, “When I ask you a question like that, it’s because I want the answer.”

“Yes Sir. Waffles Sir.” Her normal voice is sexy but my intruding finger changed it to the point where it made Viagra look like baby aspirin.

“While we are at it, I want you to ask permission before you leave my sight or put clothing on.”

I could hear the smile in her voice as she said, “Yes Sir.”

A vanilla person would have found that rude, maybe even abusive. To us along with the words I said out loud I had also said, “You are worth the trouble of teaching, adorable enough to teach the fun way and liked enough to be intimate and jovial with.” She was a happy girl as I removed my finger, kissed her square on the pussy and led her to a chair in my kitchen.

I grabbed three snap clips from the little box on the dresser with my clean hand as we passed. Once she was settled in her chair, I washed my hands very thoroughly (e-coli is no joke!) then went to her. She was still wearing the restraints I had put on her wrists and ankles the night before. I kissed her softly then attached her wrists together. I kissed her softly again then attached each of her ankles to the closest leg of her chair which held her legs slightly parted but didn’t restrain her enough to be uncomfortable.

I wanted bacon so I put half a rasher on the stove then got my waffle iron out of the cabinet. bursa otele gelen escort As I puttered, we visited just like any other couple would except that I stopped and kissed her every few minutes. Once I had the bacon going and the waffle iron heating, I put a kettle on the stove and got my teapot out. The cheapest self-indulgence I know of is good tea. When we were first emailing, she had said that she liked tea, regular tea like Lipton, not flavored or fruity teas. I made a pot of an obscure Chinese black tea called Pur. That’s a tea that grows wild in a sub-tropical part of China and is aged in bricks for twenty years or more before it’s put on the market. Going from a grocery store tea to something like that is like going from a fast food hamburger to a prime cut rib eye. Everything got ready at about the same time, so her wrists were released, and she was served a big mug of slightly over sweetened tea with real cream, a homemade waffle, four strips of crisp bacon and a miniature pitcher filled with heated maple syrup. As we ate, she was very appreciative of how good everything was, but she was truly shocked at how good the tea was. I explained what it was and how the aging process took all the acidity and most of the caffeine out and added so many antioxidants that it often made peoples lips tingle. She looked dubious about that claim then told me that her lips were tingling as she neared the bottom of the cup. I poured her a refill and when we were finished eating, we sat and talked for a nice long while as we both drank our second cup.

She really wanted to do the dishes for me, so I undid the clips and let her. Another of those little pleasures of a submissive woman is that you can not only blatantly stare at her ass, you can walk over and grab it and affectionately fondle her whenever you feel like it. I felt like it a lot, so it took longer than necessary to get the kitchen straight, but it was time very well spent. When everything, with the possible exception of my penis, was in its proper place, she asked permission to leave my sight and use the restroom. I told her, “Not just yet.” then had her stay in the kitchen as I went to the guest bathroom.

If she had been a casual playmate, I would have sent her to the guest bathroom to shower or gone there with her to share a shower. My bathroom is much smaller, far less nice and a very private space for me. She was the first woman I have wanted to share it with in a long time, so I went into the guest bathroom and grabbed the super gentle soap made for a woman’s private parts, shaving cream, a fancy lady’s razor and coconut butter liquid soap. Once I had removed her restraints, t-shirt and socks I led her to my shower and enjoyed playing with her nipples while the water warmed. Once we were in the shower, I had her face away from me and put her hands on the towel bar. She all but purred as I soaped her from neck to ankles then she did purr when I got the soft shower brush off its hook and scrubbed her back. I turned her around without rinsing her off and began soaping her front. I lingered over her breasts but skipped her groin for the moment and soaped her all the way down to the bottoms of her feet and up to the tips of her fingers before I pulled the shower head from it’s holder and began rinsing her. Once all the soap was washed away, I asked her to cross her hands behind her then casually ordered her to empty her bladder. Her eyebrows shot up and she asked, “Seriously Sir?” When I nodded, she asked, “May I ask why Sir?” I told her that she was always allowed to ask questions though sometimes she might not get an answer then explained that she wasn’t going to be allowed any dignity or privacy with me and that this was the first step in taking both of those away.

The look of terror on her face as she tried to get her bladder to cooperate almost earned her a watery ravishing but finally her flow began. She tried to hide her face, but I didn’t allow it, both because I bursa sınırsız escort wanted to lap up her embarrassment and because I wanted her to see the approval on my face. When she was done, she breathed a sigh of relief then felt a gentle hand covered in gentle soap washing her intimately. I washed her carefully but quickly, even gentle soap doesn’t need to linger there, then I caressed her softly as I told her that I was proud of her being able to obey such a difficult order. I’m not sure that she had ever been appreciated the way I appreciated her before. I’m very sure that she liked it and melted into my arms then kissed me with unmistakable giving. When the kiss was over, I ordered her to shave and began soaping my own body as she did. Somehow, she managed to shave both legs and the golden triangle faster than I can shave my face and was done well before I rinsed my hair. Men complain about how long it takes women to get ready to go out. If they ever actually watched the process they would be shocked at how fast and efficient they are at a hundred different skills that we never have to learn.

After I toweled her off and wrapped a dry towel around her, we left the bathroom and I told her, “We are going out, I want simple hair and the least makeup that you can face the world with. You have 30 minutes. You may use the guest bathroom and you may close the door for as much as ten minutes.”

She smiled brightly at the fact that I was going to take her somewhere then said, “I have some laundry in the car Sir, if you tell me where we are going, I can dress appropriately.”

I smiled back then patted the edge of the bed saying, “You know the position.” This time she looked more curious than worried as she removed the towel and got back to being on her knees and elbows with her lovely rump hanging off the edge of my bed.

This time when I lubricated my finger, I also put a good-sized drop on my thumb. Once my finger was all the way inside her ass again, I said, “You don’t just happen to have some laundry in your car. You packed a bag with spare clothes and toiletries in case you spent the night, didn’t you?”

She moaned then said, “Yes Sir. You are right.”

I moved my finger a little more vigorously inside her and said, “That was a perfectly reasonable thing to do and you are not allowed to be embarrassed about things that you should be proud of here, or to give me a deceptive impression about things you have done.”

“Yes, Sir. I will try to remember that.” Her voice and the perfect view of her ass were really making me want to replace my finger with something a bit larger, but the male body does have limits.

I stopped moving my finger but left it in place as I pressed my thumb to her clit and began moving it in slow circles. That elicited a delicious “Oh God” as her body responded. She was ready to come in a matter of seconds, I gave her permission and pushed her over the edge, enjoying the sights and sounds my ministrations were causing. When she had caught her breath she asked, “How do you do that Sir? You give me powerful orgasms as casually as flipping a light switch.”

My accent is southern, but I cranked it up to full hillbilly as I said, “You had another of them organism thangs didn’t ya Girl?”

She smiled appreciating the humor before asking, “Am I not allowed to know Sir?”

I removed my hand and gave her a playful swat on the rump, “I’ll tell you but it’s too simple for you to believe. You trust me.”

That put a thoughtful look on her face, but she didn’t pursue it, “May I ask a few more questions Sir?” Just for the fun of it I slid my finger back into her ass as I said, “of course.”

“I really would like to know where we are going Sir.”

“There’s a cool flea market and antique dealer type thing near here. I thought it would be fun to see with you.”

She smiled and said, “I think you are right.” Then continued, “That thing with the two huge cups of tea and then the shower, you planned it to work that way didn’t you Sir?”

“Yes, I did, did you like it?”

“In a way, yes I did Sir, and the fact that you thought ahead to make it work is very sexy.”

“Anything else?”

“Not at the moment Sir, but I’m impressed that you can make even a cup of tea into something deliciously evil.”

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A Brave Woman

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Toward the end of a summer job at a science field station, I met “Carol”, another student. We hit it off really well and started spending every night together in one of the dorm rooms that were now mostly empty. One night while in bed we thought we were alone, but then in walked several other summer students, surprising us literally in mid-stroke. Apologies were offered and accepted (we had not been covered), but after the intruders left and we both caught our breath Carol shared her feelings about what had just happened. And that it had really given her a thrill and that she’d like to explore it further. She expressed that she’d felt humiliated, vulnerable, and empowered at the same time, and that apart from the obvious eroticism she just felt more alive than she’d ever felt before, like every nerve ending and every sense in her body was at high pitch. She wanted more of this. She was conflicted by the humiliation and vulnerability, but told me this just heightened the whole experience. She really wanted to explore this further.

So a few days later it was the weekend and we’d heard about a beach a couple of hours’ drive away that was frequented by alternative-lifestyle types. This was at a time when such beaches around had no rules of conduct—not like today when sexual activity is discouraged or even grounds for removal or arrest. So, we headed for this beach!

After hiking down a long narrow trail, we came upon the promised beach, enjoyed by dozens of people, mostly nude. A couple of temporary food and drink vendors, and some sellers of trinkets and other handmade items. No obvious sexual activity, but otherwise a very free-spirited place. Carol chose a spot close to where the trail met the beach, because she wanted newcomers to come upon us without first seeing us from a distance.

We set out the sheet we’d borrowed from the dorms, stripped, and within minutes she had me inside of her. No movement, me just “there”, or “in her”. Every few minutes a new person or couple emerged from the trail and onto the beach, and passed within about six feet of us. Most kept moving, but some stopped to watch—that’s when Carol would start moving a bit, lifting her legs and arching her back. She kept whispering into my ear that she was really enjoying this. But that she did not want guys to start masturbating onto her. She told the few guys that started doing this to please not, but instead to save it for later when they were alone. She explained (all the while fucking), and they could watch all they wanted, bursa escort but not participate. Interestingly, the guys complied, and were content to watch. Likewise several women watched, although one was derisive and called us perverts and her a slut. Carol’s response to that was that she disengaged just for a moment to reposition us, now with her on top so she could look the disapproving woman in the eye, and ask if she’d ever done something just for her own enjoyment. She moved on. The rest stayed a while and encouraged us.

During that first hour, Carol had several orgasms, with no attempt to hide them. She even told some of the watchers to look at her face rather than her body as she came—she wanted to make eye contact with them at this critical moment. I’d already come, but being a guy I couldn’t repeat indefinitely like she could! Most of the time I just stayed limply inside, occasionally regaining my hardness. Even without me being hard, she was able to climax for this extended period just because of the thrill of the situation.

After a while, we got up, stretched, and walked down the beach to one of the food vendors. On the way, she said she would bend over slightly with her elbows on the counter and I was to enter her pussy from the rear. This was to see if we could get away with fucking standing up. Well, this worked, and we attracted a lot of attention. She was able to drink a coke and eat a hamburger while thus coupled, but all I could do was dribble coke on her back. Probably because my heart was just about pounding out of my chest, and I had to fight for each breath, even though we were doing slow strokes. (I guess this just shows a basic difference between men and women—she was able to do all of this in stride, while for me this was a life event that might never be repeated.)

Walking back to our sheet we got lots of looks, mostly approving. Once back, I told Carol that I just wouldn’t be able to perform for a while. No problem, she said. She lay back on her elbows and invited me to use my tongue. Gladly!! I loved this part, because I didn’t have to try holding back, and she loved it because it put her in an even better position to talk with people as they walked by. And the conversations ran all over the place—but mostly “how can you do this?” (answer: Easy, just lie back and enjoy it) or “I wish my boyfriend would do that for me” (answer: why don’t you just ask him?) or “you have a beautiful pussy” (thank you), or “did you enjoy your lunch?” (she: it was great, the bursa üniversiteli escort hamburger man wouldn’t even take our money; me: I’ll let you know when I’m finished eating”.) Carol’s answers came between her orgasms.

A few of the guys who watched tried to proposition her. Carol, although naked and fucking right in front of them, told them not to assume that her being naked and fucking right in front of them meant she was available or looking—told them again she was just naked and fucking, and that’s all. She said she had chosen her partner (lucky me!) and chosen how she wanted to spend her day at the beach, and that they could also do whatever they wanted and with whom, but not with her.

We couldn’t keep fucking constantly the entire day (she’d have gotten sore and chafed, and being a guy I had my physiological limits), so whenever I wasn’t inside her with either my cock or my tongue she used her fingers to gently spread herself open. If we’d just been fucking, it would stay open for a few minutes by itself, then she’d reopen it. If new people walking by commented, she’d explain that she liked the feeling of the air. If she knew they’d seen us fucking she’d tell them she was just “taking a breather”.

Well, after a long while I finally finished my lunch, Carol was totally spent after enjoying several dozen public orgasms, the sun was setting, and the beach was nearly deserted. We took this time and also the ride home to enjoy each other’s shared feelings about what had taken place all day.

For her, this was the riskiest thing she’d ever done, but just the thrill of getting away with something completely outside the bounds of normal behaviour made it worth the risk. She said she did feel humiliated, lying on the ground naked, putting herself lower than anyone around her and doing something that most people associate with shame. She felt vulnerable—she was laying herself open for any negative remark about her looks, her body or her behaviour, and she felt vulnerable that even though we were sixty miles from our usual digs, somebody we knew might see her and word would get out. But on the other hand she felt alive, with a heightened sense of awareness and sensitivity. She also felt beautiful and desirable, and that she’d probably be the object of a lot of people’s dreams the next few nights. She also felt very wild and sexy and primitive, sort of a return to uninhibited tribal or jungle life, a communing with ancient ancestors. karacabey escort She was very puzzled by her feelings of wanting more humiliation and vulnerability. That’s why she opened her lips when we weren’t fucking—she wanted extreme nakedness and exposure. ?She felt that of all the emotions she felt, the vulnerability was probably the most powerful. Part of the vulnerability was the risk we were taking that someone we knew might come upon us. She said a part of her was actually hoping this would happen—but this risk was more than compensated by the feeling of power she had over people watching her (she felt she was in charge, even over me!), and she loved the pure raw sex.

Carol told me that the most personal part of the experience was making eye contact with strangers as she came to orgasm. This was a private part of her she was putting out in the open. She said every woman has breasts and a crotch you can look at, and can fuck, but that her face during an orgasm is hers alone and is a very intimate thing to share.

I asked why she hadn’t masturbated, since in front of our many onlookers this would have been even more humiliating. She said she had actually gotten off a few small ones as she was holding her lips open, but didn’t make a show of it because she wanted to be seen as a girl who can get a guy to take care of her. But now that she thought about it as we were discussing it on the way home, she realized that yes, to openly masturbate for an audience would have added to her quest for humiliation. Then she started wondering if she had limits, and maybe had found it.

She told me she felt all these different and sometimes conflicting feelings, sometimes simultaneously, and that, besides the orgasms, it was this constant crescendo of feelings that kept her going the whole day at the beach. (Note: all this without any alcohol. Apparently there were no inhibitions to overcome!)

Her only bad feelings came from the occasional guys trying to proposition her.

As for me, I don’t think my feelings went nearly as wide or as deep as hers. She had all this stuff going on in her mind at the same time, but all I could think about was to enjoy the moment, knowing that this was a truly unique situation with a truly unique person, and that it might never happen again.

Fast forward: within weeks we each returned to our respective schools, and kept up a friendly correspondence for several years, each starting our own families. Her name is not Carol, of course, but otherwise the story stands as written. There will always be a place in my heart for her, and I’ll always respect her for setting a goal for herself and pursuing it in spite of the risks. And this took place at a time long ago when women were not encouraged to take risks, and certainly not in the explicit way she chose.

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The warm sun caressed his back as he finished lunch at the picnic table. Trudi was already up and putting things away and he was enjoying watching her as she did it. Her breasts gently bouncing, her sexy hips swayed as she moved, her long hair moving in counterpoint to her hips. He felt a stir in his pants and he considered just exactly what kind of dessert he would like to have as he watched her. He looked around. If that deputy napping in the patrol car would leave he could have exactly the kind of dessert he really wanted.

“What are you thinking about?” she asked as she sat back down at the picnic table.

“Dessert”

“Oh, I see. I didn’t pack a dessert for us.”

“I think I could find a dessert that we would both enjoy without leaving this spot.” He smiled at her and reached across the table and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse. “I know those would make a wonderful dessert for me.”

“But what about my dessert?” she asked, smiling coyly.

“I’m sure we can find something for you too.” He slipped his shoes off and slid his feet across the ground until one was on either side of her sandal. With a deft move of his feet he slipped her foot out of her sandal. He brought one foot behind her calf and raised her leg. He slid one hand under the table and gripped her foot in his hand and guided it to the growing bulge in his pants. “I bet you would like this for dessert.”

She smiled and began rubbing her foot up and down his growing bulge. “Mmmm you know you just might be right.” She reached up and undid a few more buttons on her blouse, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of the tops of her breasts. He could see her nipples growing harder, poking against the fabric of her blouse. He slowly slid his foot up her leg until it was lodged firmly between her legs. He felt her shift, spreading her legs a little wider to give him room. All the while pressing and rubbing harder against his covered bulge with her foot.

Her eyes closed and a slight moan escaped from her lips as his foot gently rubbed against her. As her foot pressed harder against his growing cock he saw a red mustang turn into the picnic area. “Damn.” He muttered and gently removed Trudi’s foot from his lap.

“What’s https://bursali.org wrong?”

“Another car just pulled in.” He left his foot where it was underneath Trudi’s skirt and tight against her pussy as he watched the stunning blonde getting out of the red Mustang. He saw her give the napping deputy a once over and then give him a long appraising look. She moved to one of the picnic tables and dropped something on the ground. She bent over to pick it up leaving her legs straight and he could see her near perfect breasts hanging down. He knew that her short skirt was riding high and that from the other side her ass was clearly visible. She licked her lips as she watched him watching her and then slowly sat down at the picnic table. Her legs were spread just enough to give him a very teasing glimpse of her thong that covered her pussy. He also noticed that the deputy wasn’t napping anymore and had taken a very long look at her ass when she bent over.

“What’s going on Ryan?” Trudi hissed at him.

“Oh, I think things are going to get very interesting in a moment, baby.” He kept his foot against Trudi’s pussy beginning to rub again. “A very lovely blonde just sat down at one of those tables and gave me a little show. I don’t think that she knows that the deputy was watching her as she did it though.” He continued to rub his foot across Trudi’s pussy, her eyes were closed and he heard her breathing growing heavy.

He rubbed his still hidden cock with his hand as the blonde watched him, slowly eating her lunch. He smiled when the deputy got out of the patrol car and quietly walked up behind her. Trudi was squirming against his foot now, her nipples hard and pointed, she had unbuttoned more buttons and one hand was inside her blouse fondling one breast.

He saw the blonde jump when the Deputy said something to her. “Baby, I think something exciting is going to happen. The deputy is sitting down next to that blonde now, I think he has one hand on her ass and I can see his other hand sliding under her skirt.”

“Mmmmm, yesss, tell me more, tell me what they are doing,” whispered Trudi her voice husky with desire. His own desire was growing hard and uncomfortable bursa escort kız in his pants. He could feel Trudi thrusting herself against his foot.

“His hand is under her skirt now, I’m sure he is rubbing her pussy the way she is squirming. He’s lifting her skirt too. His other hand must be sliding all over her ass.” He heard Trudi groan, and push harder against his foot, trapping it there with her free hand.

“Babyyyyyy, I want to see” Trudi hissed.

“You would like to see this. He just pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed her. You should see how she is thrusting her breasts out, how hard her nipples are. He’s pulling her to her feet now.” Ryan pulled his foot away from its sexy birth between her legs. Her eyes flew open wide at the loss of contact. “Grab the blanket baby. I think we are going to get that dessert we wanted.”

Ryan and Trudi stood and as Trudi grabbed the blanket she took a look and saw the deputy leading the blonde over to the red mustang. Ryan grabbed her hand and pulled her into the thicket. Trudi could see the blonde watching them and saw the deputy reach up and start fondling and pinching the blonde’s breasts before she and Ryan plunged into the light brush surrounding the picnic area. He led them quickly to a spot somewhat hidden from the road but where they could watch what was happening at the car beside the road.

The deputy had the blonde leaning against the trunk of her mustang running his hands over her body as if searching for weapons. At the same time Ryan had slipped Trudi’s panties off and had her kneeling in front of him facing the deputy and the blonde. He watched over her shoulder as he touched and caressed Trudi’s body with his hands. Trudi shivered as his fingers brushed across her aching nipples and pushed back hard against him feeling his cock, naked at last pressed up tight against her ass. Ryan let his cock slide between her legs, the shaft rubbing against her pussy.

Trudi’s eyes were locked on the other couple, watching eagerly and trembling in anticipation as the Deputy lifted the blonde’s skirt, revealing her ass to everyone. Ryan felt and heard Trudi moan deep in her chest and he started bursa anal yapan escort lightly tweaking and pinching her hard nipples. He pushed Trudi forward on to her hands, her ass in the air as he watched the Deputy unzip his pants and begin rubbing the blonde’s ass with its hard length. Ryan continued sliding his cock against Trudi’s pussy, feeling it getting slick with her juices.

Slowly Ryan pulled his hips back letting the throbbing head of his cock sit poised at the entrance to Trudi’s hidden depths. Trudi was thrusting herself back trying to take his cock inside her, but he held her hips watching the deputy and the blonde. When he saw the deputy driving deep into the blonde with a single thrust he did the same to Trudi, driving his own cock into her hot, tight sheath. He could feel Trudi squirming and bucking beneath him, meeting his thrusts with ones of her own, arching her back to take him as deep as possible. He could see the blonde watching them and knew her eyes were locked with Trudi’s.

Ryan matched the deputy’s rhythm letting his cock thrust and drive into Trudi’s hot pussy. His eyes were locked on the couple fucking furiously against the back of the Mustang. He could tell that Trudi was watching just as eagerly. He slid one hand down to her pussy and the other played with her breasts, rubbing her, stimulating as much of her body as he could. Trudi responded in a frenzy, her hips driving back, a long continuous moan coming from her month. Ryan could feel her body growing tenser with each stroke back on to his cock. Then without warning Trudi’s body spasmed against him and he felt her pussy squeezing his cock like a vice as her orgasm thundered through her, cumming almost exactly at the same time as the blonde. Trudi’s orgasm was to much for him to take and he felt his balls tighten in response. His hands dropped to Trudi’s hips and he drove his cock into her as far as he could as his orgasm rose within him, shooting his cum deep into Trudi’s pussy.

He collapsed on to Trudi, driving them both to the ground even as the deputy and the blonde came to a stop, spent from their own orgasms. He held Trudi tight as they watched the deputy unlock the handcuffs from the blonde. They straightened their clothes and then the deputy got into the patrol car and drove off. The blonde stared for a moment, watching the patrol car drive off. She turned slowly and faced the spot were they lay on the blanket together. They could both see the smile on her face as she walked slowly towards them.

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Tracey was late for the next session, so Amy and I started work without her. I left my old painting shirt on, just in case she eventually turned up, but that was starting to look very unlikely. We had finally come to the conclusion that Tracey didn’t want to do any more nude modelling, even though it was a golden opportunity for her to get close to Amy with no clothes on, when in she walked.

“Sorry I’m late,” she said. “Do you still want me?”

“Of course”, I replied, “we’re glad you could make it.”

She stood in the doorway, not quite sure what to do next. She didn’t have Amy’s easy confidence about being nude in front of strangers, and Amy sensed this. She had been lying on her back on the dais, but she quickly swung her feet to the floor and walked naked over to the doorway, taking Tracey by the hand and leading her into the studio.

“You can put your bag down, you know. We won’t steal it”, said Amy.

Tracey had been clutching the strap of her shoulder bag very tightly, but she smiled and put the bag down beside the dais. Without asking her permission, Amy undid the buttons of Tracey’s coat, slipped it off her shoulders, and handed it to me. I put it on the coat rack near the door, while Amy undid Tracey’s jeans. Tracey was now helping the undressing process and lifted her top up and over her head, tossing it behind her. When Amy squatted on her haunches to pull Tracey’s jeans down to her ankles, Tracey slipped her hands inside her thong panties and pushed them down, too. Her pussy was now as bald as Amy’s, and Amy whistled when she saw it.

“When did that happen, Trace? Nice looking job”, she said appreciatively.

“That’s why I’m late. It took longer than I thought it would.”

“I would have helped you,” said Amy, sounding a little disappointed. “That was the plan.”

“I know, but I felt more comfortable doing it myself. It’s a very personal thing to do, you know.”

“Oh, I know,” said Amy, “That’s what makes it so much fun when someone else does it for you.”

“Yeah, well. I wanted to do it on my own,” said Tracey. “At least the first time.”

“May I?” said Amy, not waiting for permission, but reaching out immediately and feeling the skin all round Tracey’s pussy. At first it was obvious she was checking the smoothness of the shave, but her fingers lingered as she felt for stray hairs round the opening to Tracey’s vagina, and when her middle finger disappeared and she murmured “Nice”, it was no longer clear whether she was still referring to the quality of the shave, or the feel of what had just been shaved.

I cleared my throat, to get Amy’s attention. “Are you two ready to do some work?”

Tracey had been engrossed in what Amy’s fingers were doing, but jumped at the sound of my voice, like I had caught her with her hand in the cookie jar. Amy shot me a dirty look, to let me know that she didn’t think I needed to be such a killjoy, then, for Tracey’s benefit, tried to sound enthusiastic.

“Sure. What do you want us to do?”

“I think it would be nice to get the two of you lying down, entwined, all tangled up in each other so I can’t see whose arms and legs are which. Can you do that?”

It took a minute or so to get some big cushions onto the dais, and to throw a brightly coloured piece of African fabric over the whole thing. I wanted them to get comfortable, because I thought that what I had asked for would be visually very interesting, and I was prepared to spend a bit of time trying to get a decent result from it.

I had imagined görükle escort them cuddling somehow face to face, with their legs wrapped up and round each other’s body, but when Tracey swung herself onto the dais, Amy walked round to the opposite side and laid herself down in the opposite direction, so her legs would be up and around Tracey’s shoulders, and vice versa. OK, I thought, this could be even better.

Amy lifted Tracey’s leg over her shoulder as she lay down, resting her head on the inner thigh of Tracey’s lower leg, her face only about a foot away from the light pink pussy. She wrapped one of her legs over and around Tracey, whose hand was now resting on Amy’s buttock, her trunk twisted and leaning back. Tracey’s head and shoulders were a little further away from Amy’s pussy, but she was still able to look straight at it, and it was still very accessible to her.

“That looks… interesting,” I said, taking a piece of thick vine charcoal and quickly blocking out the main shapes the two young women made.

“It looks pretty good from here,” said Amy, looking straight at Tracey’s open crotch.

“The view’s not bad from this end either,” said Tracey, obviously starting to relax and lose what was left of her inhibitions.

I had a feeling that neither of them would be able to hold this pose for long, and I was right. It wasn’t that it was awkward, on the contrary, they were both nestled in very comfortable positions over and around the big cushions. But I knew from what Amy had said about her preference for women that Tracey would surely be getting very turned on by the closeness of her naked friend, and I knew that Amy’s bisexual curiosity and her love of exposing herself would be having a similar effect on her. It seemed that every time I made some marks with the charcoal, and then glanced up from the paper at my models, Amy’s head looked like it was just a fraction closer to Tracey’s pussy, and Tracey’s hand looked like it was sliding slowly down Amy’s ass crack towards Amy’s. I quickly realised that it was not my imagination and the two models were not holding themselves as still as I wanted them to be. I tried to draw more rapidly while I still had a chance, but I would have had to be a lightning sketch artist to have captured the pose before it completely disintegrated. Within minutes, Amy’s face was within a tongue’s length from her friend’s pink and glistening pussy, and she was breathing in deeply through her nose, savouring the scent of its slippery wetness.

“Hang on, Amy, I’m not finished drawing yet,” I said.

“Sorry, Sam, your needs aren’t my highest priority at the moment. And I think you should know that this cunt smells sinfully tasty.”

“That’s more than I needed to know, girl, I’m trying to concentrate here.”

“Me too,” said Amy, as she closed her eyes and moved her head the last few millimetres towards the source of the olfactory stimulation. Just before her open mouth locked itself onto Tracey’s pubic mound, I caught a glimpse of Amy’s pointed tongue sliding into the already wet vaginal opening.

Unable to do otherwise, Tracey’s back arched and she pushed her hips towards Amy’s mouth. She looked across at me, not wanting to hold back, but not sure what I would do or say next. She didn’t know that I was expecting something just like this to happen when I put them close together, and although I really did want to draw them, I was more than happy to be an appreciative spectator for a while.

“Don’t let me stop you, Tracey,” I bursa sınırsız escort bayan said, “but if it’s all right with you, I’ll just sit over here and politely wait till you’re both done. Amy likes to have an audience.”

Amy momentarily came up for air. “And you love nothing better than to watch, so don’t you pretend otherwise, you hypocrite.”

“Guilty as charged,” I confessed, as Tracey smiled and shut her eyes, surrendering to the sensation of Amy’s tongue on her clit.

“Omigod,” said Tracey, “that is deep-fried heaven on a stick.” With her mouth full, Amy could only grunt what seemed to be her agreement, and reached for the toy basket that these days was always somewhere on or near the dais.

Watching the two of them was pretty close to my idea of heaven, too. I don’t know any heterosexual male or female who would want to watch two gay men fucking each other, because it just doesn’t work aesthetically. It’s not what men’s bodies are supposed to do. On the other hand, there is something universally erotic about two women making out with each other.

Tracey may have felt very self-conscious in our studio at first, but as her sexual response systems kicked in she quickly seemed to become oblivious to me, and was totally focussed on what Amy was doing to her. Amy, on the other hand, was enjoying the sensation of being watched at least as much as she was enjoying the girl-girl sex, and even when her mouth was clamped over Tracey’s smooth and slippery pubic area, she still kept looking up at me – eyes smiling – to make sure I was paying attention. Paying attention? I couldn’t have prised my eyes away from the two of them with a crowbar.

Both of them were ready for the novelty of no-holds-barred sex with each other, and they came within a few minutes, first one, then the other. They took turns swapping mouth-tongue-finger-dildo orgasms for a while, then both of them came together, very loudly, clamping each other’s head and shoulders in a thigh-vice. I was so engrossed in the new experience of watching Amy make love to someone other than me, pleased to be enjoying it and surprised to find that I was feeling more than a twinge of jealousy, that it took me a while to realize how explosively loud both of them had become. Amy’s normal grunting and heavy breathing had become full-throated shouts, and Tracey was squealing like a very large suckling pig about to be slaughtered. By the time I had the presence of mind to think about shushing them down a bit so the neighbours wouldn’t complain, they had come down the other side of their climaxes and the noises had tailed off to almost nothing.

The damage had been done, however. The doorbell rang about ten minutes after the last joint orgasm, while Tracey was looking for some tissues to mop up with and Amy was getting a couple of cold drinks from the kitchen fridge. I slipped some track pants on and went to find out who was at the door. It must have been a slow day at the precinct, because it was two policemen in uniform, responding to a complaint that someone was being hurt. I assured them that no violence had been occurring in my house, but they politely and firmly advised me that it would be in my own interests to invite them in to see for themselves. I wasn’t about to stop them, and I figured they would have been trained to expect all kinds of unusual situations, so I was curious to see how they dealt with two flushed and sweating naked exhibitionists.

The door to the studio was open bursa otele gelen escort bayan and I waved them in, following close behind. Tracey was leaning back on the dais, with one leg raised, wiping her groin with a tissue. I don’t know who jumped the most, Tracey or the two cops, but the cops stepped back as if someone had punched them both at once, the big man banging back into the wall, the younger one almost treading on my bare toes. Tracey leapt off the bed, looking around her frantically trying to remember where her clothes had gone, while I squeezed past them into the room.

“It would be good if you would tell these officers that I haven’t been beating you up,” I said to Tracey.

“Where’s my shirt, Sam?” she hissed, with her back to the door, trying to shield herself with a tissue.

“You seem to have us at a disadvantage,” I said to the police officers, who were regaining their composure and trying to look officially unfazed, but both were having some difficulty giving any attention to anything but Tracey’s bottom as she pulled on her t-shirt and untangled her pants.

“Sorry to bother you, ma’am, but we need to ask you if you are OK,” said the younger of the two cops, “we have a report that someone was screaming in here.”

Tracey was still trying to get dressed and get some dignity back, so she didn’t reply right away, apart from muttering “Shit, shit, shit” to herself because she had started to put her pants on back to front.

“Can I help you?”

I used to think that the idea of the ‘double-take’ was invented by Warner Brothers for Loony Tunes and it only existed in comics and movie cartoons, but at the sound of Amy’s voice coming from the doorway behind them, the two cops turned around and did another synchronised double-take. This time the older man backed into the dais which caught him behind the knees and made him sit down very suddenly and heavily. Amy was standing in the open door with her weight on one leg and her hands on her hips. Even a celibate priest would realise that her livid and inflamed pussy had been recently been fucked with some enthusiasm.

“Oh goody, are these our new playmates, Sam?” Amy asked me ingenuously.

“These are real police officers, Amy, I think you should be polite.”

“Are they? They don’t look real.”

“They definitely are.”

“Did you ask them to bring the handcuffs like you promised you would?”

“Amy, these are real policemen.”

“Sure they are, Sam. Guys, the changing room’s through here, if you want to go and get ready.”

The older policeman stood up and stuck his thumbs in his belt. For a moment, I thought Amy had gone too far, but then he couldn’t help smiling before he turned towards me trying to look a bit more serious.

“I think you should tell your lady friend that we’re broadminded and we don’t mind a joke, but that she shouldn’t push her luck. OK?”

“Yes, officer,” I said, trying to sound suitably contrite. The two policeman started to move towards the door. The older one nudged the younger one in the ribs to get him to tear his eyes away from Amy’s very accessible body, and they both somewhat reluctantly left the room and headed for the front door. I made what was supposed to be a threatening expression and mouthed the word “Behave!” to Amy, but I could see from her expression that the devil was in her, as I followed the visitors into the hallway.

“I didn’t see any whips, Tracey. Why didn’t they bring the whips?” I heard Amy say loudly enough to be clearly heard in the hall. “No restraints, either.” Tracey was fighting a losing battle with her giggles, when the older cop turned and spoke to me for the last time.

“Try to keep the noise down, sir, if you don’t mind,” he said to me in a quiet and friendly voice. Then even more quietly, he said “You lucky bastard,” and left, shaking his head.

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I arrive home from work a couple of hours before the kids get out of school, having gone in to work at 5 am. I call out to you to let you know I’m home. I hear your voice from upstairs telling me I have mail on the dining room table. I go into the dining room and start looking through the mail. Mostly bills and a few mail order catalogs, but also a package. I look at the box and notice it is addressed to you and from one of the online companies that we like to buy our sex toys from. I see that it’s already been opened. Then I hear you behind me.

I turn to see you standing completely naked except for a harness and a strap on dildo. I now understand our encounter in the shower this morning. You joined me in the shower, moving in behind me and rubbing yourself against my back and ass. Then you bent me over and pressed a well-lubed butt plug against my anus. I readied myself and you pushed it all the way inside me as I gasped from the intrusion. After I recovered, I straightened back up as you rubbed my cock and chest. You leaned in and whispered in my ear telling me to leave the plug in all day and we would have some fun when I got home.

I thought you were talking about having some fun with our vibrators but now I know what you had in mind. You must have tracked the package and knew it was arriving today. You showed me a remote control that you had in your hand and smiled. You pressed a button and the rubbery dildo started to vibrate wildly. You closed your eyes and moaned. I realized that the base of the dildo was pressed against your clit and that you could feel the throbbing vibrations.

You walk over to me, kiss me and then turn me around facing the table. You unbuckle my belt and unbutton and unzip my jeans. You bend me over and then pull my jeans down over my ass. You nudge my legs apart and I brace myself against the table. You press against the butt plug and congratulate me for keeping it in all day. I’m about to make a sarcastic comment about how it was hard to sit down all day but I’m stopped by a sudden slap to my ass.

You spank my ass hard until every inch of it is red. You move in front of me and open the box that your new toy came in. You pull out a new bottle of anal lube. You smile at me as you squeeze a large amount of lube escort bursa into your hand and rub it all over your new dildo. You ask me if I’m ready and I nod.

You move behind me and slowly pull the plug from my ass. Before my anus can close up you push the dildo all the way into me. I grunt as my body is pushed into the table. You wait for a few moments for my body to get used the dildo and then you push the button on the remote. It feels wonderful as the vibrations fill me, and from your moans I can tell you feel the same. You grab my hips and slowly start to pull out of me, until all that’s still in me is the head throbbing against the sensitive muscles around my opening. Then you push all the way back into me. You start to slowly fuck me, enjoying watching the dildo slide in and out of my ass. Each time you push into me the base of the dildo presses hard against your clit and you can feel your orgasm start to build.

You grab my wrists and pull them behind my back like I do to you when I take you from behind. You start thrusting into me hard, feeling that familiar tingle in your groin. You grunt with each thrust feeling the strong throb of the dildo against your clit. You grab my shoulder and with one final thrust your orgasm overtakes you. You push your clit against the dildo’s base until your orgasm ends. Then you turn off the vibrator and slowly pull out of me. I grunt as the dildo slips out of me.

You help me up and turn me around to kiss me. You ask me if you hurt me at all and I tell you that it hurt a little but that it felt good. You tell me how good it felt to be in control and that you understood why I liked taking you from behind so much. We kiss for a little while longer and then you drop to your knees in front of me. You take me into your mouth and suck on my cock until it is rock hard. You reach up and grab the lube. You rub lube all over my cock and then stand up and bend over the table saying, “Your turn.”

I see you have your plug in also. I gently pull the plug out of you and replace it with my hard cock. I push myself all the way into you and stay there until I feel your hips buck a little, letting me know you are ready. I start to slowly fuck your tight asshole but I can’t contain myself. I start losing bursa escort control and fucking you fast and hard. You give me encouragement by begging me to fuck you. You can tell I’m close and you tell me to cum in your ass. Hearing you pushes me over the edge and I explode into your ass. I shoot cum into you over and over again, feeling like it’s never going to stop. I cum so much I start feeling light-headed and I have to grab the table to balance myself.

My cock slowly softens inside you and before I can even pull out my cum starts to drip out of you. I pull my cock out and lay down on the floor trying to catch my breath. You lay down next to me kissing my chest. You smile at me and tell me you thought I was never going to stop cumming in you. I laugh and comment that I must have been a little excited. You kiss me and say that we’ll have to try that more often. I ask, how about tonight?

After the kids have all gone to bed we go upstairs to our bedroom. We watch each other undress and then I lay down on the bed. You kneel between my legs and start tracing your fingernail over my cock. I lift and spread my legs as you realize what I have in mind.

You push hard against my butt plug and ask, “What do you want me to do, baby?”

“I want you to fuck me,” I say quietly.

“I don’t understand, you’re going to have to be a little more specific,” you say while you slowly slide the plug in and out of my ass.

“I want you to fuck my ass with your dildo,” I say embarrassed.

You grab the dildo and say, “This is not a dildo, this is my cock, try again.”

I pause for a few moments as you continue to fuck me with the butt plug. It feels so good but I need more so I blurt out, “Yes baby, please fuck my tight asshole with your hard cock.”

You smirk and say, “See, now was that so hard.”

Then you pull the plug out and slide the dildo in. You click the remote and I feel the heavy throb filling my ass. You stay there unmoving enjoying the feeling of the base of the dildo pressed against your clit. I beg, “Please baby, fuck me.”

You smile and start to slowly start thrusting. You lean in to get a better position and I rest my legs on your shoulders. After a few moments I get used bursa merkez escort bayan to you being inside me and I slide my legs down and wrap them around your waist. You lay on top of me, your breasts pressed against my chest and my cock pressed into your stomach.

I start begging you over and over again to fuck me, spurring you on. You push yourself up a little and stare into my eyes. I reach up to cup your breasts and play with your nipples. You moan loudly and with a few more thrusts you push deeply into me grinding your clit against the dildo. You bite into my shoulder to muffle your screams as your body shakes uncontrollably.

I hold you until you recover and then you turn off the vibrator and slide out of me. You unfasten the harness and then move up to straddle my face. Your dripping pussy just inches from my mouth you slowly lower yourself and command me to lick you clean. I passionately dive in licking, sucking and kissing every inch from your clit to your anus.

You ride my face while you lick and suck your nipples. Within just a few minutes you explode showering my face with your juices. I lick and suck you until you collapse laying down on the bed next to me.

I gently kiss your legs and your hips while you recover. You rest your head on my thigh for a few minutes and then start kissing my cock and balls. You take me in your mouth and start sucking me until I’m hard. Then you straddle my cock and take me inside your warm wet pussy.

You slowly ride me, taking your time and enjoying yourself. I feel my orgasm start to build and I start to push into you with each thrust. You pull up quickly and my cock falls out of you. You lean over and whisper in my ear, “Not yet, lover.”

You kiss me for a few moments and then you reach down and push my cock back into your pussy. You start to ride me again but as soon as I start pushing up into you, you pull off of me again. After I settle down, you do it again, riding me until I’m ready to cum and then stopping me before I can get relief.

I can’t take anymore and I roll you over on to your back. I mount you and quickly push my cock inside you. I grab your wrists and hold them up over your head. I wildly start fucking you as you start crying out, “Yes baby, fuck me hard, cum inside me lover.”

After just a few more strokes I explode filling you with my cum as I collapse on top of you. You hold me tight as I continue to push into you until I’m exhausted. I roll off of you and we kiss gently. We hold each other close until we both fall fast asleep.

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I walk through the door and smile to see my pet sitting on his knees next to the front door. I take a quick glance around the house and smile wider, seeing he’s done everything I’ve asked for him to do today.

“Well well well, I see that you’ve been a good boy today,” I grab my pet’s chin so he looks up at me and I can see his huge smile.

“Yes, Mistress. I have,” he smiles somehow wider and I let go of his chin. He stares up at me with adoring eyes and I grab the o-ring on his collar, pulling him to stand on his knees instead of sitting back on his heels. I grab a leash we keep in a drawer next to the front door and I attach it to the o-ring. I look him up and down, loving that I made “no clothes around the house” a rule.

“Would you like a reward for being so good?”

“Mmm, I would love that, Mistress.”

“Good boy. Let’s make our way up the stairs to our room then.”

I lead him up the carpeted stairs, making sure not to speed since he’s crawling behind me instead of walking. I made sure to take off my panties from under my dress before I got through the door so he could see everything I have as we climbed the stairs.

“You look so tasty, Mistress,” he says quietly.

“Soon you’ll be able to confirm that, pet,” I smile to myself and finish walking up the stairs. We get to the bedroom door and I turn around with pride and excitement.

“I knew you’d like what I set out for you,” he smiles and looks past me to the bed where he’s laid out some toys for us to use today. I normally let him choose the toys we use during our play time since I want it to be enjoyable for him too. And most of the time, he does not disappoint.

“Let’s see what you’ve laid out,” I smile wider and lead him to the bed, “A strap-on… the biggest one we have, too! Some lube, good thinking. A skirt and stockings, I’m guessing for you to wear, is escort bayan that correct?”

“Yes, Mommy. I want to dress pretty for you,” I groan when he calls me that amazing name he saves for wanting to get me riled up. He knows I love when he calls me Mommy.

“Good pet. We also have some rope, would you like to get tied up tonight?”

“Yes, please,” he says, almost embarrassed.

“I didn’t hear what you said, can you speak up?” I tease him.

“I said, yes, please.”

“Good boy. Now, put on your outfit for me while I get everything else set up.”

He does as I say, knowing that getting dressed means he can stand up. It’s hard to put on a skirt while on your knees. I tie the ropes around our bedpost and make sure to leave enough so I can tie his hand to each one with enough room to be able to flip him over without hurting him. I put on the strap-on after stripping naked, I know he loves to watch my tits bounce while I fuck his ass.

“Done,” he says once I finish lubing up the strap-on. He’s on his knees with his head tucked to look at the floor. I grab his leash and pull him up to his feet.

“Lay on the bed with your hands up,” I command. He walks quickly to the bed and does as I say. I grab some rope and tie his ankles to his thighs and then reach up to tie his hands up to the bedposts. He looks up at me, completely helpless with his cock straining against the cage I’ve put on him. The key dangles from my neck and I smile, toying with it.

“Should I get you to cum through the cage, or should I take it off, pet? You’ve been a very good boy, so I’m leaving it up to you. I want to hear what you want,” I smile.

“I would like it if you took it off, please,” his eyes sparkle in the dim light and I lean down to kiss his soft lips.

“As you wish,” I pull the chain from around my neck and unlock the cage nilüfer escort he’s in, carefully pulling his cock out and watching it get unbelievably hard in a matter of seconds.

He sees me staring and smiles, “You like when I get hard for you, Mommy?”

I groan again and look into his eyes, “I love it, pet. Now, lift your legs for me.”

I reach to grab some more lube and spread it on his ass before leaning close to him, guiding my strap-on into his waiting hole. He moans loudly as the tip passes through his tight opening and continues to moan and groan as I slowly shove the whole length into his ass.

Once the whole seven inches are inside him, I pause for a moment for him to adjust. I love watching his face turn from slight discomfort to absolute bliss.

I plan to make him cum while fucking his ass, something that has only happened once before. Normally he likes to fuck me after I fuck him and cum inside me, but tonight I want to see his cock shoot out his load while my strap-on disappears into his ass.

Once the discomfort in his face dissipates, I start to fuck him slowly. This is always the hard part for him, getting his ass to loosen up enough for his p-spot to feel pleasure. I reach down and stroke his cock while I fuck his ass, quickening my pace ever so slightly and hit his prostate as well as I can. His moans echo through the room and I can tell it isn’t going to take much before he cums hard for me.

I spit on my hand and reach back down to stroke his cock faster. He whines and groans and bucks his hips into my own, fucking himself while I stroke him.

“Oh, yes, Mommy. That feels so good,” he moans through his teeth.

“Are you going to be a good boy for Mommy and cum while I fuck your ass?” I whisper between his moans. He cries out in pleasure and smiles.

“Yes, Mommy. altıparmak escort I’ll be so good for you. Can I cum please?” He gasps, barely able to hold back his load.

“Almost, pet, almost,” I wait a few seconds before I know he’s going to finish without permission, “Now you can cum,” and I continue with my rhythm of fucking and stroking as he climaxes, almost screaming through the intense pleasure. I use my other hand to cover his mouth, not wanting our neighbors to call the police for suspecting someone is getting murdered.

I watch as rope after rope of cum shoot from his cock and he arches his back.

He slowly comes down from his orgasm and I stop my fucking and stroking. I scoop some of his cum onto my fingers and he opens his mouth obediently. I put my fingers in his mouth and he closes his lips around them, licking every inch of my fingers. I lean down and kiss him when he lets go, tasting his saltiness through his tongue.

“Good boy,” I smile.

“Thank you,” he replies, “Can you untie me so I can pleasure you now?” he asks politely.

“I think I’m going to ride your face instead,” I say, removing the strap-on and climbing up to position myself above his eager tongue. He loves to eat my pussy. On days where I don’t allow his cage to come off, I have him please me until he cums (which is quite easy).

I lower my body down and he quickly gets to licking my wet pussy. He moans with me while I ride his face, rubbing up and down while his tongue assaults my clit. It doesn’t take long for me to get close after fucking him. It’s one of my favorite things to do. I climb closer and closer until I feel my whole body get racked with an intense orgasm, almost making me faint. He continues to lick until he feels me stop shuddering, then kisses my pussy softly before I have the strength to get up again.

“Fuck, pet, that was amazing.”

“Thank you for riding my face,” he smiles and looks at me expectantly. He loves being spooned after I fuck him, so I untie his legs and hands before spooning him lovingly.

“Goodnight,” I say quietly as he drifts off. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep as well.

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The allure of attending kink socials alone had begun to wane. I was a tidy third who could neatly be tucked in to someone else’s fantasy but it was beginning to come at the cost of my own.

What had begun as a quest for adventure and authenticity had become a stage for performance and pretend. With each couple determined to out do the last with a cacophony of grunting and sighs to the detriment of anything true.

My hopes for something that captured my spirit were quietly dwindling.

I took a step back from the scene and reflected on it a while. The problem wasn’t with them, It was with me. I wanted to feel more from the experience and few could fulfil it. I took my phone out of my pocket and typed a message to my Master.

‘Would you take me to a dungeon social with you Sir…?’ I lingered over the flashing cursor for a few moments before clicking send, sucking air in sharply through my teeth as I watched the double tick appear.

It wasn’t often I would suggest a scene, moreover, take the liberty of circumventing his thoughts on my readiness. I held my breath for his reply.

‘I’m a little apprehensive Pet, I’ll admit. But OK. lets try it.’

I read his words, with terror and delight. I wasn’t sure either.

A year and a half had passed since M had agreed to train me as his Pet and with every day my trust in his handling was becoming more embedded protocol than conscious choice.

It had been a journey to get there and his patience had run some mileage. I was grateful and indebted, hoping to make good on his investment.

With the date set, the evening came around quickly and at 5pm exactly I stepped out from the shower, towelled my smooth pink skin and began the ritual. First brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth, before scraping my hair back into a neat ponytail and running a sink of warm water. I drew a rubber bulb full and flushed myself clean before coating thick tapered steel with lube and penetrating my tightly closed asshole, savouring the now familiar dull, aching reminder of his ownership.

I lifted my collar and fastened it around my neck before unfurling a semi opaque bodystocking from my ankles up the length of my legs, across the narrow of my waist and to a full stretch over the top of my erect nipples. I looked in the mirror. Fully wrapped and visibly naked beneath.

A message tone interrupted my thoughts. It was from Him.

‘Here is some protocol Pet;

Whenever my drink is not full you are to offer to refill it for me.

You will address me as Sir and if describing our relationship you should say that you are my Pet and I am your Owner, Sir, or often frustrated trainer.’

My phone pinged again.

‘In a scene I would prefer ‘Red’ or ‘Yellow’ or if necessary I will place something in your hand for you to throw or drop.

Do your best to stand to my right when not facing me.

Lastly, I will assume that your outfit tonight includes your collar and plug.

See you soon.’

The message tones paused. As usual, I quietly delighted in his instruction.

‘Yes Sir.’ I replied and gathered my things to leave.

On arrival, we joined a quiet and cordial crowd in the basement of an old London townhouse. An exchange of opening pleasantries gave way to a rising feeling of terror within me as I realised that my Master was likely uninterested in abating our scenes to match the somewhat subdued mood.

He looked over and smiled, I excused myself quickly from the inquisitive company that görükle escort had now gathered around me and scuttled over to fill his drink and place myself to his right.

Standing in the warmth of his shadow I listened as he introduced me for the first time as ‘his.’

The words hit me like an explosion of colour. For some reason I hadn’t anticipated the scenario or what the significance of it might feel like.

I was his. His in private and now his in public too. I stood there wordless for a few moments, glowing with the gift of recognition.

Interrupting my thoughts the Dungeon Master called us all to gather in a circle. We stepped away from the group and took a low bench, whereon M motioned for me to sit on his knee.

One by one the 14 or so of us gave a short profile of ourselves and as the openers reached me I looked at him to speak.

‘Go on.’ he said, ‘You can introduce us Kitten.’

I looked up at the group.

‘I am Flick, she/her and this is my Master, M. I have been to group gatherings a few times, but never with my Master. I’m excited to do this together and whilst I am normally watching I guess I will be doing as I am told this evening.’

I looked around the room to a sea of smiling eyes and quiet well wishing. It was cute. Well done me. I beamed at M and tilted my head coquettishly to signal a passing of the baton.

‘Good.’ He said, nodding approvingly. ‘That’s good Kitten.’ stroking my back and holding my gaze, ‘because I will be using a pussy pump on you in front of these nice people and then taking that swollen cunt with a fucksaw later on, if anyone would like to watch.’

My cheeks lept into flames. It was a savage reminder of the nature of our hierarchy.

I squirmed on his lap, eyes cast to the floor while he kept perfectly still. The introductions eventually moved on before finally coming to a close.

I sank to the ground between his knees like some sort of serf reminded of my place in this house and looked up at him. His eyes met with mine, hands simultaneously unzipping his pants.

I wriggled my fingers into the opening of his shorts and he sprung up, customarily hard and thick towards my face.

I closed my lips around his circumcised tip and ran my tongue around the ridge. Maybe I could suck him to orgasm and he would forget about giving the crowd such a visual demonstration of ownership?

I was beginning to envy the neat performances with noisy floggers going on around me.

I was never neat when he finished with me.

He took the back of my head in his grip and slid my mouth down over him until I reached a natural choking point. His dick was smoother than usual. Almost hairless save for a shadow at the base and he slid down me with uncustomary ease. I bobbed my head over him eager to please in this new environment and to show others what a good little fuck toy I had become.

He lifted my chin off him and tucked his cock away.

‘Come Kitten. I’d like to use you now. ‘Go and fetch me some clips from the cross please.’

I took one from each extremity and returned to present him with four.

He motioned toward a spanking bench and I stepped towards it ready to kneel on its low padded rests.

‘Wait.’ he said, pausing to survey the scene,before spinning the bench 180 degrees so that the direction of kneeling would take place with my back to the crowd.

Every muscle in my body tensed. I was certain now that he wouldn’t spare me any modesty, I would bursa merkez escort be on show like a petty criminal receiving punishment for all to gasp and stare.

Methodically, strap by strap he worked his way up from my feet, fastening me in at the calves, thighs, waist and wrists until I became a human appendage to the bench, ready to be displayed in any way my Master should choose.

His footsteps in my peripheral hearing as he came to a stop behind me and in one short motion ripped a side plate sized opening through the body stocking and exposed my holes to the gentle murmur of the drinks party gathering behind.

Like a slutty magician’s assistant, I waited there, presenting my ‘best side’ ready to be sawed in half for the enjoyment of the crowd.

He returned and placed a hard plastic cup across the length of my pussy lips, the pressure of sucking almost immediate. Each pump swelling my sex and magnifying the designated showpiece for curious onlookers.

I winced with pain under the spotlight until the sucking ceased and he walked around to my head, chin propped on leather, my mouth at hip height, unzipped his pants and parted my lips with his cock, holding the sides of the bench and using them to lever his way deeper down my throat.

Revelling in the advantage of my inability to retreat from his thrusts. Every gag a sharp reminder that my cunt was stretched to the limit behind.

He slowed his invasion of my face hole and released the pressure valve from his palm as the cup fell away revealing the transformation of my tidy pink pussy into a primate like rear, ripe for a dominant male fucking.

Adverse to blocking such a view by taking me then he slowly unpacked a fucksaw and brought it to meet my swollen cunt. Savouring the theatre of a hard, black rubber dildo pushing its way through the puffy pink of my folds, and into the depth of my obedient vagina.

I moaned into the bench with the force of intrusion as the rubber drill started to punch with short jabs inside me.

Thump, thump, thump, at two and then three strokes per second, it’s punishment intermittently picking up pace.

‘Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh’ I was squirming now with all of the small margin I could muster in the straps. The dull thuds of machinery becoming more and more intolerable, as my knees slipped off the supports and I was suspended in a sling like fashion against the hard metal frame, unable to close my pinned and spread legs enough to make any difference.

‘Ohhhhhhhhh, pleasssssse Sir’ I couldn’t think of the right word. The impact jarring my mind from even the most simple of traffic light codes.

‘Pleeeeeeease Sir I can’t’

He leaned over me and retracted the device.

Replacing it immediately with his fat cock and fucking me with forceful rhythm.

‘ahhhhhhhh ‘ I moaned into the leather padding as my eye caught the gaze of a couple seated in front. A stranger’s foreign fingers buried deep in his muse as he masturbated her to the scene of my undoing.

So this was the kind of the stage I had been looking for.. The thought, passing through my head in the second between being pounded again into the bench, pussy swollen and now bruising around his dildo like dick.

My eyes were wetting.

‘Enough Kitten?’ He asked softly so that only my ears could hear.

I nodded into the leather and creased my face in self consolation. Had I done enough to make him proud? I wasn’t sure.

He unfastened bursa escort bayan me from the straps and lifted me up into him. I shrunk a little into his chest.

‘Come.’ He took my hand and we walked a little way to another room away from the gathering.

He lay me down on my back and put his mouth to my still swollen clit.

‘Uhhhhhhhh’ I sighed as his tongue flicked around the fleshy bulb, with impossibly soothing dexterity.

He slid three fingers into my used pink hole and pushed them against my front wall hard.

‘Uhhhhhhhhh its so fucking good Sir…’ with that he fucked me harder on his hand, while I watched. God, I loved to watch him.

Sucking and tending to my pussy. A rare and irresistible treat. The weight of my tired limbs sinking into the floor beneath.

I was drifting into a state of bliss when my cunt began squirting against his wrist. Like a spitting fountain sending jet after jet onto the floor and showering my thighs. My eyes widened.

‘Its never happened before.’ I said. It was the truth. I was dumbfounded.

‘Good.’ he replied and swung himself around, placing a knee on either side of my head and moving us into a 69.

I opened my mouth instinctively. At this angle he slid himself down my unresistant throat and held his dick there, my nose buried between his silky balls. I brought my hands up to grip his thighs in encouragement. I wanted him to make all my holes leak.

He began to fuck my mouth, each withdrawal making me sloppier and clogging my hair with saliva. He took his dick out, cradling it and his balls with one hand and hovered above me for a moment.

I was a mess.

My sodden mouth opened and I leaned upwards to lick at his asshole.

Such a whore for him. It was going to be an evening of a few firsts.

I lapped at his neat opening like a dog, until he had enough and flipped me on to my front.

‘You didn’t think we’d forget this one did you?’

He put the tip of his cock against my puckered little brown hole.

I waited for him to reach away and find some lube but instead I felt his thick helmet explore the folds of my creamy cunt, slide back to my ass and prise me open instead.

‘Fuckkkkkkkkk.’ I gasped.

Pain shot through my pelvis. I reached down for my clit to try and rub the shock away.

He pushed against me slowly using his body weight to nudge through my resistant anal passage, each inch of him seemingly wider than the last.

‘Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh’ I squirmed and whimpered into a pillow, still taking it like a good girl.

He finally bottomed out and I breathed a short lived sigh of relief. Before he began gently rocking me on and off the base of his cock, until my ass finally started to acquiesce.

Feeling my ring let go he began to build pace and conquer my final hole. I rubbed my clit harder in circles. Orgasm began to build. My asshole starting to gape around his dick, fingers sliding across my clitoris lubricated by my own squirting juices.

I whined into the ground and he fucked my destroyed little toy ass harder in response and slid a hand around my neck.

I was going to climax, hard. My back passage already spasming with anticipation.

‘I’m going to cum Sir.’ I announced.

‘You may Pet.’ He replied. Waves of ecstasy coursing through my body before he could finish speaking.

It was fucking magic.

Not slowing, his cock pounded pleasure though my rectum and my orgasm rippled back to meet him.

I rolled over like a spoilt pet and panted my words out from underneath him.

‘Thank you Sir. I really needed that.’

The truth was that I really needed him. It was hard to admit that sometimes. But like all testing little fuck toys sometimes it takes one person that knows exactly how to use them.

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Jack and Jill were made for each other, Jack loved to play with Jill, and he couldn’t keep his hands off her. If he wasn’t feeling up her firm tits, he was fingering her bare pussy and she loved making his manhood grow and erupt. She was very proud that she still had her figure from high school even if it had been many years ago. Long blonde hair, blue eyes and not overly large tits but very firm, firm enough she could still get by without wearing a bra.

Some nights they would roll play and he loved how good she was at it. She got so excited doing it that sometimes that it was hard for him not to believe the story she was telling.

One night they decided to stay in and see if they could find a movie to watch. There wasn’t anything good on so they just sat back and watched an old rerun. Halfway thru she said “this movie is boring! I’m going to go and take a bath. See you in a while.” Giving him a kiss she left to go to the bedroom.

He sat and watched the movie but after a while he heard a noise from the bedroom. Getting up off the couch he made his way down the long hallway. There was a dim light showing through their bedroom door that was open just a crack. He crept forward trying not to make a noise. As he got to the door he was able to see what was making the noise.

Their bed was a platform bed with padded sides. She was on her side of the bed facing away from the door. In the dim light he could see that she was naked from her recent bath. He could see her perfectly round ass checks bouncing on the side of the bed. Buried between her wet thighs he could see that she was riding one of her large dildos. As she rose up he could see the dildo was soaking wet with her joy.

Just when he thought she was going to pop the head all the way out she would slam down as hard as she could burying it deep inside of her. She was so wet and wide open that he could see the molded balls spread her pussy lips and disappear. When she had it buried like that she just bore down on it and rocked back and forth forcing the balls deeper into her pussy making her orgasm over and over again. She was softly moaning with each thrust trying to keep quiet.

He backed out of the hall not wanting to disturb her, wondering if she would have a good story for him. He couldn’t keep his mind on the TV so he opened some magazines and thumb thru the pages. Time seemed too crawled by or was he just getting too impatient because it seemed like hours and he hadn’t heard anything from her.

There was a hall with a knee wall dividing the family room from the formal living room. The front door was at the end of that hall. That’s when he heard high heels walking down the hall to the front door. She opened and then closed the door. Turned and stepped into the family room, stopping to reach down and started to take off her heels.

He could see that she had on a see thru blouse that she wore sometimes with a bra under and blazer over. But she didn’t have any of that on this time. She had on a tight short skirt with a zipper on one side that was unzipped half way, showing some pleavage. She had long thin legs and her stiletto high heels accented them. As she bent over to unfasten the strap on her heels he could see that she didn’t have her panties on.

That’s when he coughed. She jumped and in a surprised voice said “oh shit, I though you went to bed! You don’t usually wait up when I go https://sokkan.org out with the girls.”

He got it now she was playing. “Well tonight I thought I would.” As she danced around nervously he got up and walked over to her looking her up and down. He thought in his head, damn she’s hot. But he acted mad “where’s your bra, I know you had it on when you left?” Reaching out he pinched her nipple, “you just let anybody see these?” He noticed that she had a lot of makeup on and it was smeared and messed up.

She acted nervous and jumped back as she said “well you see Gloria and I were kind of playing around and you see she flashed this group of guys and said I was chicken if I didn’t so you know I kind of flashed them.”

“You kind of flashed them or you flashed them, what has that got to do with where your bra is?” He reached down and flipped the edge of her skirt “and where are your panties, don’t tell me you flashed a bunch of guys and didn’t have your pussy covered?”

She grabbed his arm and pulled him to the couch and said “come sit down and I’ll tell you the whole story.”

When he was sitting she started to pace back and forth in front of him. The only thing he could do is watch her beautiful breast bounce with every step. He knew she was doing that to distract him. When she turned he notice something was running down the inside of her thighs.

“You see we were going to the club and passed this group of guys, they said that they were having a bachelor party next to the club. They asked if we were the strippers they had called for their party. Kind of cool right, they thought that a couple of old broads were their stripers. Made us feel great, excited, and when they gave us all of that money and then they asked if we were prostitutes. I said no way but you know Gloria she’ll do anything for a buck.”

“And I couldn’t believe it but Gloria said why not and started to undress for them, she couldn’t dance but they loved her. She kept telling me I was chicken if I didn’t at least flash them. So you know what I did!” With that she unbuttoned her blouse and threw it on to the couch exposing her beautiful full breast the rest of the way.

“I didn’t see any harm” she said as she shook her tits just like a striper would. Than she cupped and caressed her tits ending with pinching both nipples making them grow to nice hard erasers, looking him in the eye and saying “don’t you think their pretty?” At this point she had them right in his face daring him to do something with them. But she wouldn’t let him and jerked back.

“So let me get this straight those guys paid you and Gloria to strip for them and you didn’t think it would go wrong when they paid you thinking the two of you were hookers?”

In a trance she said “Someone I don’t know who brought out some drinks, and the music was pounding, so Gloria and I drank and danced. It was pulsating, making my hips move” her hips moved to imaginary music. “It was so intoxicating, the drinks the music the guys dancing close, rubbing against me. Their hands roaming all over me, rubbing their hard cocks against my ass. Gloria was on the other side and she had already striped naked. So as I danced I thought what the hell I’ve got my panties on, thong panties but they covered most of my pussy. So my skirt came off and I dance seductively with them.”

She stopped dancing and got a serious bursa eskort look on her face. “My dancing must have been really good because before I knew it I was being felt up by the guys that had been dancing with me. I let them because I was so hot. I was so hot that when someone pushed my thong to the side and slipped his fingers into my pussy I just opened up and let him. I guess that is where I went wrong.”

She lowered her head and covered her breast with her arms. “I’m so ashamed of what happened next, because I could have stopped it but I was so hot that I couldn’t and Gloria was already doing it.”

“Wait what was Gloria doing?”

Her hips started to sway again and her arms dropped and swayed with her as she said “my pussy was being played with while another guy grabbed me from behind, cupping my tits. He started to kiss me deeply, his tongue probing my mouth. Then he and the guy that was playing with my pussy laid me back on a table without even missing a beat.

That’s when things got hotter the guy that was fingering me got down, pulled my panties off and started to lick my pussy. His tongue was long and he knew how to make a girl cum, oh and did I cum. His face was covered in my pussy juice. You know that guy that was kissing me, well before I knew it he replace his tongue with his dick.”

She continued “I just sucked on it because I thought that’s what I should do you know. While I was busy sucking his cock and my pussy was pulsating with the pussy licker. Remember the guy I was sucking well he started fucking my throat. He made me gag but he didn’t last very long, before I knew it he was filling my mouth with his cum. While that was going on the guy that was licking my pussy lifted my legs and slipped his dick into my wet pussy. He was fucking me right in front of his buddies.”

“I’m sorry but I was enjoying it to much to stop and then, there was this one guy. His dick was so big it hurt at first, but he took it slow and I took it all. You would have been proud watching me take that huge thing. After him all of the other were small and didn’t hurt, their cum kind of put out the fire and oh my there was so much cum.” she said as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall opening her legs pushing her pussy out for his inspection.

“I was gang banged and I couldn’t stop cuming. See!” Holding her shaved pussy for him to see that it was used, she kept it shaved but her lips were red and very swollen and she was dripping with something, it was leaking and running down her legs. He knew it wasn’t cum but it sure looked like it. She stood there with her used pussy open naked and she even let a fake tear run down her cheek. “I lost count of how many cocks came in my pussy.”

He didn’t know what she wanted him to do but he kept playing along “so you’re telling me your pussy is used and full of cum! How many cocks did you fuck? So I guess now you want me to fuck you too.”

Her face lit up with joy and she jumped into his arms kissing him passionately. He could have sworn that he tasted salt in her kiss. She ripped his shirt off and pressed her tits into him as hard as she could.

Pulling her mouth away she whispered in his ear “if you forgive me I have a special treat for you.”

“You are forgiven my love you are always forgiven.”

With that she pushed him back to the couch and pulled his pants off. Exposing orhangazi escort his dick that she instantly took hungrily in her mouth, swallowing it with ease taking it deeper and deeper until she was gagging but that didn’t stop her. She only stopped when he stopped her and said “if you don’t stop I won’t last long either.”

With a grin on her face she pulled her head back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said “you taste so much better than any of them.” Before she could climb on his hard shaft he put his hand out and put his middle finger in her sloppy pussy. “So how was Mr. Monster cock, are you ready to run to him and let him spread you again?” As he wiggled his finger in her he asked “is this my treat?”

“He was aright, the only thing he had going for him was size. He didn’t know how to move. You know not a bad one night stand but not boyfriend material. Besides he almost felt like dead meat, you know kind of fake” she said with a wicked grin on her face.

With that she climbed onto his lap and reached down to guild his cock into her. As she did she said to him “I just want you to feel how used I am than I’ll give you your treat.” She lowered herself slowly, opening herself as she did.

“Oh my God it must have been horrible because you are so swollen. Your pussy is wet and slippery but damn is it tight” he said as he was enjoying how she was fucking him. He felt her used pussy sliding up and down his hard cock wondering if he was big enough.

After a half dozen strokes she lifted herself off his rock hard cock and said “now your treat big boy.” She got him up off the couch and kissed him deeply feeling his hard wet cock up against her toned stomach. She grabbed his cock and pulled him with her, turning she bent over the arm of the couch. Her full rounded ass was sticking up in the air and her hand was still holding his manhood.

“I want you to pop my last cherry, I saved it for you. Be gentle I’ve never taken a man in that hole.” She then put the head of his dick against her tight little asshole. His cock was slick from the wetness of her sloppy pussy so it didn’t take much too slid in. He was sure that there was more lube in her tight hole than what was on his dick, so he pushed slowly. Her asshole slowly opened and he was slipping in feeling her squeeze him as he inched in.

She didn’t want him to know but when she was in high school to keep all of the boys that chased her happy and she didn’t want to get pregnant she would let them play with her tits and then turn around and let them finish in her ass.

She pushed back and took his cock deeper into her ass “god it feels so good, don’t stop. Pump me up. Don’t stop keep going deeper deeper!” She screamed as she felt the old feeling she had done so many times before.

Her ass was so tight, but it felt so damn good so he pushed and pushed. He fucked her ass and fucked it hard in and out, pulling his cock out far enough that he had to open her up each time. Than the tidal wave of orgasm built.

“Fill my ass with your cum. Don’t you dare pull out. Push it deeper. Empty it deep inside of my ass.” She screamed as he pushed his dick deeper and deeper up her ass, ending with wave after wave of cum filling her insides.

Later as they lay in bed, she was on top of him letting his semi hard cock nestle in between her plump swollen pussy lips.

“You really out did yourself, I almost believed you. And damn did it feel like you were gang banged.”

“Oh honey, I’ll never tell all of my secrets” she said as she rocked her swollen pussy on his cock hoping to make it hard enough to ride again “so I’ll leave that for you to figure out.”

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I dreamt again last night of you.

You came to me and held me naked in your strong arms. You leaned your head against my neck and softly blew delicate kisses against my skin. I shivered as your velvet tongue flicked across my fevered flesh. Your hands moved slowly up my torso, caressing my stomach, moving upwards to cup my breasts. You flicked your fingers across the tips of my nipples and watched them harden with desire. Then you turned me around so that your glorious erection was nestled within the cleft of my ass. You pressed yourself against me, imprinting me with the hard evidence of your need.

Laughing, you shoved me forward onto the bed. I turned over and couldn’t breathe when I saw the hot desire in your eyes. I knew you were going to make me beg and plead, and I couldn’t wait for the torment. My skin tingled as I imagined you lodged within me, moving, rubbing, thrusting.

You leaned over and grasped my wrists above my head, securing them with the restraints attached to the bed. Oh god, I was totally at your mercy. I couldn’t leave even if I had wanted to. Smiling your wicked grin, you trailed your fingers over my quivering body, stopping at each sensitive place to squeeze, pinch, caress, lick and kiss.

Finally, your fingers found my shaved mound, eagerly parting the slick lips. I cried out as you thrust a finger inside of me. As the torment began to build, you inserted another finger and slowly stretched me until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but feel. You leaned bursa escort up and drew my nipples, one after the other, into your hot mouth. You suckled hard at my breasts, and I nearly swooned. You pressed your fingers upwards and I jumped over the edge. I convulsed around your fingers as you slipped one more finger into my wet channel.

The torture lasted for what seemed like hours as you laid siege to my body, storming the shaking citadel. I begged. I whimpered. I pleaded with all my heart for you to finally come to me, to embed your length with my body. As I felt you glide up my body, I sagged with relief thinking you would finally take me like I wanted.

But you had something else in mind.

You flipped me over onto my stomach, the wrist restraints easily following your demanding movements. I closed my eyes and groaned in agony, knowing exactly what you were going to do to me. You lifted me up slightly and slid two pillows beneath my stomach, lifting my ass to your heated glaze, parting my thighs and giving you access to my deepest secrets.

I shivered as you ran your hands up my thighs, over my back, up my neck. I cried out as you grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back. “Tell me you belong to me,” you growled in my ear, biting hard on my earlobe.

“I swear, I belong to you,” I sobbed into the sheets. “I will do whatever you want.” I could feel your iron erection against my pussy, then sliding tantalizingly between my ass cheeks. I wanted you inside me more than anything. bursa escort bayan But I knew you wouldn’t take me just yet.

Satisfied with my vow, you moved back down my body. I felt your fingers slide back inside me, and I couldn’t stop the tears as the agony and fire within me grew. Your fingers slid out of my slickened secret and slowly travelled up to my shaking cheeks. Using both hands, you parted my ass and gently touched me, delicately fingering my most sensitive area.

Suddenly, your tongue replaced your fingers. Licking avidly, rimming me to the extreme, you slipped your fingers into my pussy again, moving in and out, stretching me to my limit. I screamed at you to stop, to take me, to use me in anyway you desired. You laughed, and the vibration against my ass once again set me off.

As I shook and tremored with my orgasm, you moved to your knees behind me and grabbed my hips. Wetting your shaft with my juices, you thrust yourself into my tight pussy, slamming yourself into me all the way to the hilt. I started to whimper and moan again as you pulled out of me and pushed back in. You rammed into me over and over, shoving me into the mattress. Just as I thought the world would once again explode, you suddenly withdrew.

I felt you again part my ass cheeks and then felt your slick member rubbing against me, reading me for your intrusion. All of a sudden, I felt the amazing pressure and sensation as you forged into my tightest channel. The stretching görükle escort was too intense, the burning too incredible. I pressed my face into the sheets and yelled with all my might. I heard you laugh behind me as you started to move within my ass. Everything disappeared till the only thing I was aware of was you ravishing me from behind, withdrawing and forcing yourself back in.

I felt you tense as your thrusts became more frenzied, harder and faster. I was on the egde, just about to jump, when I felt you explode within me. The feel of your hot seed filling me pushed me over the cliff and I screamed again as I soared to the clouds, crying with the sheer joy and pleasure enveloping us.

You collapsed along my sweat-slickened body, chest-heaving, heart-pounding. I smiled into the darkness as I realized that, in the end, you too lost control. As you pulled out of me, I gasped at the amazing sensation. Unconsciously, I clenched around you and heard you swear. You had to pause before withdrawing all the way, then you collapsed against the extra pillows. Almost absentmindedly, you reached over and released me from the restraints.

My body singing with pleasure, I sighed and turned onto my side. I trailed my hand over your chest, smiling as your muscles moved beneath my questing fingers. As I moved lower along your abdomen, your breath caught in your throat. I stroked your cock, coaxing the steel back into play. I kissed along your hips bone, making my way towards your growing shaft.

You surged to life as I took you into my mouth, licking away our essences. Your fingers clenched in my hair as you pressed yourself deeper into my mouth, further into my throat.

“Jesus,” you whispered as I continued my ministrations. I smiled against your erection and took you to the stars once again.

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The Breeder Pt. 09

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Author’s Note: This story contains three horny werewolves (FFM), breeding/impregnation, anal sex, and more. All characters are 18+. It is not necessary to have read the previous installments in this series, however, doing so may give you some background on repeat characters. ©WednesdaysCoffin2020. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without prior authorization in writing from the author.

I believe that there’s been a bit of a misunderstanding as to what this series is, so I want to reiterate that these are interconnected stand-alone pieces. This is not a novel and these are not chapters – they are meant to be quick erotica pieces and nothing more. If you are curious about Connor and Aurora’s first meeting, however, I refer you to “The Breeder Pt. 04” and there is also “The Breeder Pt. 07” that features Aurora and Connor.

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Speechless, the Alpha stared in awe as the pack’s newest breeding female lay in the center of her small room plunging four fingers between her legs and begging to be bred. Dewy tears in her stunning blue eyes and moisture obvious on her inner thighs, Raven was sobbing as she pleaded for a release from her desperate need. Next door, Aurora was doing the very same thing, and he and Connor had both bred the she-wolf multiple times throughout the weekend in hopes of aiding her pain. Unfortunately, it seemed that this fierce heat was spreading like hysteria throughout the Breeding Rooms. In fact, there was talk that another new she, Sirenia, was now suffering the very same symptoms as Aurora and Raven. Unless they were able to quell the outbreak, no doubt, there would be more.

Rubbing his temples to try and ease his growing anxiety, the powerful wolf sighed and attempted to force a reassuring smile for the sake of the young female. “Raven,” he spoke softly as he gestured toward the tiny little she, “please come with me.”

She jumped up quickly, bouncing her naked body and giggling with relief as she trotted toward his outstretched hand. “Are you going to fuck me, Alpha?” she purred as she rubbed her erect nipples all over his arm. Yesterday she had been a determined and yet still somewhat timid virgin, and today she was practically humping his arm as he guided her into the hall. This heat, he noted to himself, moved inexplicably fast. Whatever had caused it, it seemed likely to afflict the entire she-wolf population if answers couldn’t be found quickly and suitable precautions taken.

Taking her hand in his much larger one and guiding her gently, he responded with a soft rejection. As he knocked on a nondescript white door, he began to explain. “You’re going to visit with Aurora, okay? We’re going to try an experiment to see if any physical contact will staunch this heat. And while you two ladies are getting acquainted, I’ll find a wolf to entertain the two of you. Sadly, I do not have the time to play today, but I will make sure that you ladies are in the very best of paws.”

“Who’s Aurora?” the nineteen-year-old perked up at the mention of another she-wolf. Her gemstone irises glinted in the overhead lights as she smiled with glee. “Will she play with me?”

Just as the dark-haired beauty began to rattle off her listing of curious questions, the door creaked open on an intriguing scene. Aurora was sitting in the corner of her room, her back pressed into the wall and her chest thrust forward as she plunged her entire fist into her glistening pink pussy. “Please fuck me,” her sweet soprano mewled breathlessly into the empty space. “Please, goddess, I need it again. I’m so hungry for it! I’m so wet, why am I so wet? I can’t stop it!”

The Alpha bit his lip in frustration, willing his cock not to respond to the sight as he shut the door and walked tiny Raven into the room. Gesturing toward the moaning redhead, he blushed. “Raven, this is Aurora. Can you two make nice while I find someone to take care of the both of you?”

Goddess bless her, the miniscule little teen practically pounced on the older she. Red and black hair clashed as the two females instantly cuddled together in an intimate embrace, and the Alpha spun on his heel to exit, nearly colliding with his Beta. The bearded wolf smirked. “Two for the price of one, eh? You must love me!”

The Alpha shook his head slowly and jabbed a finger into the center of the other wolf’s chest. “They are both experiencing this lunatic heat and it’s only getting worse. Aurora is spiking a dangerous fever and Raven is not far behind her. Can’t you smell how strong their scents have grown in just the past twenty-four hours?”

Connor ran a hand up through his brunette locks and smirked. “Am I supposed to object to the scent of wanton sex?”

Sighing, the Alpha continued his speech. “Can you spend your day with the two of them? Try to get Aurora with a pup so that this will hopefully pass. I’m assuming it’s some mysterious form of hysteria and I don’t want it catching on to any of the other she-wolves.”

Lowering porno his voice as a seriousness shifted over his facial features, the Beta winced. “Sirenia is in the same state: masturbating for hours, trying to suck her own nipples, sobbing, begging to be bred by anyone. She’s teetering on the edge of a fever, as well, and doc says that she’s sweating enough that he’s worried about dehydration. Do we have any idea what this thing even is? Why is this happening?”

The Alpha paled at this news. “I do not know, but I hope that we can stop it before it spreads beyond the ladies who are already affected. Do your best to try and sate these two, and I will find someone else to visit with Sirenia.”

Connor bobbed his head in quick, stern acknowledgment and then, forgetting all seriousness, he raced over to the pile of naked she-wolves and cheered. “I won the fucking lottery today! Hello, ladies!”

The Alpha frowned. “Do not shift into your wolf while breeding either of them, and do not do anything to harm either of the ladies. Also, Raven just lost her virginity yesterday so go easy on her. She’s likely still sore and not prepared for your usual sexual gymnastics.”

Turning to the dainty teenager, Connor wiggled his dark brows playfully. “Oh, really?”

She glanced up from between Aurora’s perky breasts and giggled. “I need more, Beta. My body is on fire with need for a wolf’s touch. Once was hardly enough—I need another wolf inside me.”

Eyeing his Alpha with comedic amusement, Connor showed his brilliantly white teeth in a dirty leer. “Do we want this one impregnated, as well?”

Considering this, the Alpha frowned. “I would prefer if she was allowed a bit longer to adjust to the rooms. After she has been here for about a week, then I will sit down and see if she truly wishes to be a breeder—but first this heat has to pass so that she can think clearly.”

Plunging his large hands into the pockets of his black jeans, he shrugged. “I would prefer that you not seed her. She is still quite young and I’m not sure she fully understands what a pregnancy will mean for her future. Aurora, on the other hand, definitely wants a pup. She made that abundantly clear to me before this whatever it is hit.”

His Beta mockingly saluted. “Ay, ay captain. Impregnate the redhead with the luscious titties, do not impregnate the fragile little thing with the tiny titties.”

The Alpha shook his head in a blend of amusement and exhaustion as he exited the room and locked the wolf into the space with the two females. Inside, neither of the shes paid the Beta any attention as they continued devouring one another. Already positioned into a sixty-nine, Aurora was fiercely licking and sucking on the younger she’s glistening folds as Raven languished the redhead’s swollen clit with amorous slurps.

After watching the pair for several minutes and growing stiff with their moans, Connor growled. “The two of you smell fucking amazing. Whatever this heat is, wherever it’s coming from, it smells like dirty, messy romps on autumn nights, rolling in the leaves as our beasts rut beneath the moon. My wolf is desperate to escape and taste each of you. He wants to knot both of your beautiful bodies and fill you with his litters.”

Acknowledging his presence for the first time, Aurora glanced beyond the horny she who was timidly riding her face and began to whimper. “Connor, you’re here. Please Connor, please fuck me. Your fat cock is exactly what I need inside me while I eat out this baby she. Please fill me! It hurts to be empty! I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but it’s only getting worse.”

Raven buried her face into the vulva beneath her and began to tongue fuck the other female, growing excited with the sound of Aurora’s dirty pleas and escalating coos. Mesmerized, the teen watched as the wolf abandoned all of his clothing in a flurry of movement, then kneeled between Aurora’s legs. His upper chest was coated in a mat of dark hair that echoed his bearded face, but it was his manhood that demanded her attention as she licked her lips and ogled his flesh.

“I’m going to fuck her,” the Beta informed the teen in his raspy baritone. “I want you to lick and suck on her clit while I penetrate her, okay? Make her scream and beg us for more, Raven. Help me drive her wild so that she squirts all over my fat cock.”

Happy to be given instructions by the handsome male, Raven wrapped her pink lips around Aurora’s clit and sucked the nub hungrily. Developing a ferocious pace, she began to torment the older she with her kisses and licks as she watched, wide-eyed, while the wolf aligned his purpled glans with Aurora’s juicy entrance. Pre-cum was already dripping from the plump tip, its viscous scent oozing across Raven’s nostrils and increasing her heat. When she allowed her tongue to snake forward and sneak a taste, the wolf growled deep in his chest, something so bestial that she felt a tremor between her slick thighs.

Lying beneath Raven’s petite body, but also driven wild by the smell of the male’s fluid, Aurora mewled into the raven-haired she’s pussy as she continued to lick and suck on her folds and clit. Teasing the younger breeder, she set a languid pace as she began tongue-fucking Raven’s tight slit. Just as the teen began to mewl in ecstasy, the redhead felt her own sex beginning to stretch to accommodate Connor’s penetration.

Raven’s blue eyes continued to widen in shock at the super close-up view of the hard length that was sinking between Aurora’s dewy red curls. Slowly, torturously spreading her open with its gooey purple helmet and causing the other she to vocalize her pleasure, the penis seemed tremendous this close. And his scent, she nearly sobbed, his masculine scent was overpowering as it filled her nostrils and made her skin itch with desire.

Driving the redhead beneath him wild, Connor parted her folds with his thick tip and then remained still while the she bucked and begged for more. Her dainty fingers frantic, she alternated between grasping handfuls of Raven’s jet black locks, forcing the teen’s tongue onto her swollen clitoris while she reached out to try and force the wolf closer. But all he did was smirk defiantly down into her heated eyes as he avoided her hold and watched her struggle.

Observing the veins that ran across his shaft, the plump ridge of his glans, Raven found herself enchanted by the Beta’s sex. Resting her cheek on Aurora’s flat abdomen, she snaked her tongue out and licked the organ as the wolf continued to torment his victim, driving her wild as he allowed her to adjust to his intrusion. Aurora howled and sobbed, nearly forgetting about the other she’s swollen clit that was resting over her.

Burying just an inch at a time, Connor drew out his penetration and caused the heat in the room to flare. The aura of their desire hung heavy in the space, creating a fog that drugged the three creatures and only fueled their romp further. As the Beta began to move, his thrusts growing in length and power, Raven’s oral attention to his steely shaft brought a lupine grunt from between his lips, and he reached down to cup her chin. “Do you like watching me fuck your friend, teen wolf?” he demanded in that lurid baritone. “Does it turn you on to taste her juices on my cock?”

Aurora moaned. “Oh sweet goddess.”

Finally allowing himself to plunge fully into her depths, Connor’s heavy balls began to loudly slap the redhead’s ass as he thrust his hips violently. “Watch me fuck your friend,” he demanded of Raven. “Watch me beat her pussy up with this cock while she begs me to knot her and fill her with my warm seed. And when I’m done with her, maybe I’ll take another one of your virginities, little she. Would you like that?”

“Oh goddess,” the redhead squealed as she felt his balls slap against her ass yet again. Wiggling beneath Raven and losing her focus on the young she’s clit altogether, she moaned. “You’re going to fuck her ass, aren’t you? She’s so tiny, Con, you’ll break her!”

“I like to break shes,” he roared as he somehow managed to amp up his pace to something even more extreme and brutal. Flesh pounded flesh roughly and Raven’s head bounced atop the she-wolf’s abdomen as the redhead was filled roughly over and over, her sex making a series of squelching noises with each insertion as the male grunted wildly.

Wrapping a hand into Raven’s dark locks and holding her tightly, his voice shifted to something that was animal. “Look at her, Aurora. Look at how miniscule that little body is—she will be so easy to destroy. Don’t you want to watch her overflow with my release as it leaks out of her battered holes? You can drink my cum out of her asshole, whore. Or should I do to her what I did to you for our first time?”

Clutching her full breasts as best she could with the girl lying on top of her, Aurora purred wildly. “Fucking hell, Con. You say the dirtiest shit! Does she even know what you like to do to shes?”

His baritone nearly a bass growl, the wolf eyed the black-haired beauty. “I enjoy plunging my cock as deep inside a she’s walls as I can get and shifting while buried inside her. She can’t help but cry out as my cock grows and it forces her painfully wide.”

“It hurts so good,” Aurora sobbed as she squeezed her erect nipples. “It feels overwhelming.” She gasped as he plunged especially deep, ramming into her cervix as she cried out. “Please fill me so that my belly grows,” she pleaded, writhing beneath the weight of the other she. “I need this heat to end, Con. I’m desperate for it to end!”

Raven nibbled on Aurora’s clitoris as the wolf continued to fuck her, eventually beginning to grow erratic in his thrusts as he and the she-wolf traded perverse sentiments. When he knew that he would explode at any minute, he gripped a handful of Raven’s black locks again and held her in place. “Get ready for it,” he roared as he thrust deep into the older she-wolf and emitted a series of bestial sounds. “Stick that tongue out, teen wolf, and get ready to clean her sloppy cunt!”

Raven was trapped in his grip as he issued an eerily lupine sound and pumped the other she full of his seed. When he eventually pulled out of Aurora’s battered cunt, he shoved the younger she’s face toward her leaking folds. “Clean her up,” he directed as the copious mixture of his fluids and her moisture began to slide out from her puffy folds. “Clean her cunt, little she.”

Titillated by his harsh dominance, Raven feasted on their joint release as it bled from between Aurora’s thighs. Sucking it loudly and plunging fingers into the other she to get more, she put on a show for the wolf as he sat back and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Still high from her orgasm, Aurora simply lay back and panted for breath, still rubbing her palms over her sensitive breasts.

Her ass in the air and wiggling as she feasted on the other female, Raven was sure to make plenty of noise as she licked, sucked and fingered Aurora. Connor watched, his cock beginning to twitch again as his eyes focused on her tight ass. The only way to fuck a she-wolf and not risk impregnating her was to get creative, and he prided himself on his extremely perverse mind.

He forced himself to move away from the she-wolves’ beautiful bodies, and knocked on the door with a devious smirk pressed across his lips. He whispered quickly to the guard, who nodded and then called to someone else. Minutes later, he was handed a small bottle and the door was again locked loudly behind him.

Turning to the pair, he waved the item in the air triumphantly. “This is what I need to guarantee that you fucking love what I’m about to do to you, tiny little thing.”

Nervous, Raven glanced from the sexy, sweaty wolf to Aurora who was lying on her side and mewling. “It’s happening,” she was chanting softly as she ran her hands all over her flat stomach and up to her perfectly rounded breasts. “Oh my goddess, I can actually feel it. It’s happening.”

Kneeling beside a somewhat fearful-eyed Raven, the wolf sniffed the air and smiled warmly. “She’s impregnated, little teen. I can smell it on her. Do not be afraid, okay? While it’s not normal that a she-wolf can feel the moment of conception, it is also not entirely unheard of. She’s not in any pain, alright? I promise you. What she is feeling right now should be her heat abating as her body begins to prepare for the pregnancy.”

Aurora mewled with joy. “I feel amazing,” she agreed as she continued to worship her own flesh. “I feel so strong and yet I feel exhausted! Is that normal? I feel alive and bone tired at all once.”

“Yes,” the wolf nodded as he set the small plastic bottle aside. Biting his lip from chuckling at her choice of words, he smiled warmly. “Do you want me to call them to take you to another room, or do you wish to stay and play with our tiny teen-wolf?”

Yawning, the redhead shut her eyes and began to slowly sit up. “Please, the room. I can’t possibly fuck again—I need to finally sleep. I already feel cooler, calmer; my skin isn’t itching to be touched. Now that the heat is gone I can finally sleep—thank the goddess.”

Nodding, Connor placed a gentle kiss onto her forehead as he set his large palm onto her abdomen. “Thank you, sweetness,” he purred tenderly.

Before she could open her mouth to question him, the wolf stood up and went back to the door. He issued a series of commands, and a guard covered her in a silk robe before guiding Aurora out of the room. Raven watched, her nerves spiraling out of control now that she was alone with the male. Her blue eyes were widening as she assessed his movements, as he held a hand out to her. “Come, little Raven. I’ll take you back into your room and we can play there. They will want to clean Aurora’s space and prepare it for your new neighbor.”

Guiding her back to her original room, he shut the door and knocked three times before gesturing for the nude she to take a seat atop her mattress. Without hesitation he sat down beside her and placed a comforting hand onto her thigh. “You seem calmer. Are you still in heat?”

She nodded. “I think so, yes. It’s hard to think of anything but sex, and my pussy feels like it’s electric. I just want to have an orgy and get filled in every hole.”

“Sexy teen wolf,” he began to purr as he twirled a tendril of her long, silken locks around his finger. “You don’t have to be nervous to be alone with me. I’ll only play the games that you want to play, okay?”

Raven bowed her head and looked away from his growing erection. Having witnessed his session with Aurora so up-close, she was well aware that he was large enough to spread her folds wide and stretch her petite body. This knowledge made the inferno flair across her skin as she experienced a simultaneous mix of fear and excitement.

He kept his hand on her thigh as he spoke softly in that deep, calming baritone. Like a talented hypnotist, he planted a sensual suggestion with his words. “Have you ever had a wolf inside your second hole?”

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