A Leatherman on the Prowl Pt. 02

A Leatherman on the Prowl Pt. 02

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This story celebrates the joy of sex as it is experienced by a bisexual leatherman. The protagonist is a pansexual version of a Tom of Finland hero, a man who likes to wear boots and leather breeches when he fucks. In Part One he has been hanging out with the leatherboys, resulting in some very satisfying orgasms. In Part Two he is going to try his luck with the ladies (and the men that fuck them). The aim of this erotic tale is to make you cum hard and to hopefully promote the wearing of leather uniforms by bisexual and heterosexual men. Remember, this is a sexual fantasy, I’m not promoting violence or disrespectful behaviour towards women, gay men or anyone else. Enjoy!

PART TWO

I spent several minutes breathing in the fresh air in the courtyard; such a relief from the stuffy atmosphere in the bar. Three men crossed the yard and headed for the front bar. They were men in their prime, probably early thirty-ish, radiating self-confidence and head-to-toe in leather. In the not so far away past those outfits would have been considered typically gay. Things have changed in that department, thank God, we’re mostly repeating the mistakes of our parents, but sometimes we’re learning something. Everything about these men shouted plain unadulterated heterosexuality. I could see they were three horny fuckers. They probably loved wearing their very straight leather uniforms as much as I did, a proud bisexual man. Yet, these guys were going to fuck women – and women only – in those leathers. Probably within 15 minutes from now, each of those fat dicks that I could make out in their breeches would be pounding up a woman’s cunt. In 2 or 3 hours the three of them would be heading home after having filled anything between 3 and 12 cunts with their hot hetero sperm. God bless them! And God damn me for not being including in that!

I had to get a piece of it. I jumped off the wall and headed to the front door. The guy at the door gave me a funny look, as if to say: “Oh, weren’t we heading for the back bar tonight?”, but I ignored him. The three heterosexual leathermen were standing at the bar and already had company. Two naked women had joined them and were rubbing up against their leathers, their nipples erect from touching the leather. Were they whores? Did the compound pay them to entertain here? Who could tell? Quite a lot of women came here just to get fucked by men in leather. Who could blame them? I couldn’t help being fascinated and excited by these three horny fuckers. I kept watching them while trying not to attract their attention, hiding in a dark corner of the bar.

They just stood there at the bar, enjoying a drink after work, joking with each other, so relaxed, so confident, seemingly ignoring these women, who were trying hard to get their attention. Occasionally they slapped an arse or casually squeezed a tit, but without showing too much interest. One of the guys fascinated me more than the others. He was the cockier one of the three, just a tat handsomer than the others, just slightly more dismissive of the women. He had been slapping some arses too and was now rubbing one of them from behind. She was giggling about something her friend had said, then turned away from her friend, threw her head back, pushed her arse back and made herself available for more sexual harassment. What really excited me was that the straight fucker was feeling her up with big black leather gauntlet gloves on.

Once more he slapped her arse hard and reached between her legs for her snatch. She spread her arse, pushed it against the stiff gauntlet cuff, maximizing the arse-to-leather contact. His agressive leather fingers pushed against her swollen labia which immediately parted, as if to say: “No need to ask, cocky boy, you already know I’m yours, I’m putty in your leathered gloves. Please fuck me.”

With several leathered fingers in her slit he pushed her off to the private fuck rooms in the back of the bar. He looked around for an empty cabin and found one. I tried to sneak in with them but he pushed me away, the cabin door slammed closed and I was locked out. Frustrated, I kept my ear pressed against the door, didn’t want to miss a word he said, wanted to follow every move he made. Not that this was going to be an unpredictable performance. He was not the sort of guy who was going to set up a fancy roleplay scene with his girlfriend. All this leather fucker had in mind was to fuck her, fill her up with cum, then return to his buddies and perhaps in half an hour or so repeat his performance. I doubted whether he was going to bother with foreplay at all.

And I was right. Within seconds he was slamming his cock up her cunt. Or arse? Either way, she was getting a very rough pounding in there. I imagined her clinging against the door that I was listening at, while he tore into her from behind, pushing her further up against the rough wood while slamming his dick up her arse. Someone was getting impaled mercilessly by an out of control leather fucker in that cabin. I wasn’t the only ayvalık escort one who could hear her unrestrained screams, there was nothing fake about those. The whole thing lasted no longer than 5 minutes. His trusts became more and more frantic. The cabin was shaking. Some of the by-standers that had been jerking off to the sound of wild fucking in that cabin, withdrew as they were worried that people were going to get hurt if it collapsed. I heard the fucker curse as he was about to come. She was begging both for mercy and for getting fucked deeper. They climaxed simultaneously.

Ten seconds later the door slammed open as it had slammed close only minutes before. I almost toppled but managed to balance myself. The hetero specimen looked down at me disparaging and disappeared. The woman followed seconds later, gave me a much friendlier smile, and tried to catch up with him. When she realised that was a pointless effort and that their game was over, she came back to me. “You want his cum?” she asked. “Errh, what?!” I was flabbergasted. “You do. Get in there.” Before I knew what was happening she pushed me into the cabin and locked the door. We were in the same cabin that they had been fucking in. “You’re a strong man, aren’t you? Lift me up, turn me over and eat me out. You’ll get a good taste of him.”

What could I do? I followed her instructions and for the next 10 or 15 minutes I was eating out this woman, holding her upside down, legs wide apart. I could spot the splashes of white cream glistering in her cunt. I applied my tongue as a digging tool and used my lips as a sucking instrument to get it all out. She came at least five times while I was sucking hard at her pussy, extracting the sperm that a crude macho had dumped in her minutes ago. It had been a big dump, his first load of the evening. When licking and sucking no longer had effect, I needed my fingers to bring more cum to the surface. I warned her that she needed to hold on to me if she didn’t want to crash. She understood and clung her arms tighter around my leathered arse. She then closed her lips around my cock that she had watched climaxing hands-free.

Being able to use my free hand, I probed further into her womb, deeper and deeper. My leathered fingers kept coming out covered in white gue. I smeared some over her clit, played with it and slurped it up, causing her to spray her own juices. To my own surprise, I did not want to let her go, even after the last drop of sperm had been savoured. Perhaps it was the way she was clinging to my leathers that made me feel so good. I decided to give her a bonus. I spat a couple of times on her already very messy cunt and burried my face between her legs, giving her a cunnilingus to remember. This was when she had three more climaxes, the last of which occurred when I filled her hungry mouth with jism.

When she was back on her feet, we both looked at each other with big smiles on our faces. I gave her a generous wet kiss and that settled that. I guess I was a bit high when I left the private cabins area, planning to get a drink for her and myself. I licked my lips and could still taste the sperm. I only then realised I was standing right in front of the macho fucker man. He was trying to get past. I stepped aside and let him go through. I may have imagined it but I am pretty sure I saw a mix of disbelief and disgust on his face, as he had probably just realised what I had been up to. Tsss. Fuck him!

I shared a quick drink with the woman and then made my apologies as I wanted to explore further. In one area of the bar was an improvised public fuck area, a place where exhibitionists and voyeurists met up and catered for each other. It consisted of a few old mattresses on the floor. This evening, the main attraction seemed to be a trio of two skinheads double-penetrating a young girl. She was a skinheady type too, not a girl to push around though, rather someone who would tell you what she wanted. She was also very attractive. Her nakedness stood in great contrast with the racing type leather outfits of the skinheads. The skinhead facing me was slightly older than the other one, somewhat taller too and he had a prominent mohican. His motorcycle leathers consisted of a multi-coloured 2-piece racing suit with authentic looking patches, well-worn and scuffed at the right places. The younger skinhead, whom at this point I only saw from behind, wore a predominantly red and white biker suit, of which the pants had been altered into chaps. Both wore motorcross boots and motorcycle gloves in matching colours.

The three of them were on their sides. The mohawk skinhead had the girl impaled from behind, tweaking her nipples a little, but basically holding her steady, so the younger one could have a go at her at the front door. Some onlookers tried to get involved but the mohawk pushed them away. However, when the girl spotted a nice young cock in the crowd, the skinhead dared not interfere. She pulled the cock between the young skinhead escort ayvalık fucker and herself, at mouth level, and the two of them shared it between them. I then recognized the young fucker. This was a guy who usually hung out in the other bar. I remembered him riding my dick there more than once. I was very surprised to see him here, and see how well he was performing here.

I stooped behind my friend because I wanted to take a closer look at his fucking technique. His mohican partner tried to hiss me away but I gestured that he needed to calm down. Nobody was going to hiss me away! I bent my head down and got a good view of my friend’s slicked-up dick moving up and down the girl’s fuck hole. Look at that, so beautiful, I thought, straight fucking makes a lot of sense. Look how hard and sleek this boy’s boner is and how swollen his nuts have become. They must be ready to fire off very soon. I could clearly see how the boy’s sphincter was contracting with each thrust. Wonder what he was fantasizing about. Was he hoping to get dicked by the mohican later on? Meanwhile he was slurping on the fat dick that the girl kept pushing towards him.

The boy had spotted me and slightly turned to see who was inspecting him so closely. For a moment he froze and briefly stopped what he was doing, but then quickly returned to his fucking and sucking. His friend gave me another angry look. Time to say goodbye, I thought. I bent forward, stuck my head between the boy’s legs and gave him two loud smacking kisses, one on each nut. The girl laughed but the mohican freaked out: “Fuck off! Find your own!” But I was already on my way. I smiled when behind me I heard my boy reach a noisy climax, timely or untimely. Game over there!

Half a minute later he was leaning over my shoulder. “Hey man! You here?! Great!” His youthful enthusiasm was entirely beguiling and I was flattered that this very handsome youngster wanted me so obviously. His penis, hastily withdrawn from a hot little cunt — cum was dripping on his big boots as he stood there — was erect for me. His firm round arse, beautifully outlined in those clever racing chaps, were there for me to grab, which I did. I slapped his arse, grabbed his fuck pole and dragged him off to a cabin.

We must have been in that private cabin for almost an hour, having a jolly good time, talking dirty, kissing intensely and me jerking his fat pole that would not go limp. I made him cum three times, the first time by describing to him how gorgeous his cock had looked inside that cunt, how excellent his shafting technique had been and how uncontrollable his arse had convulsed while he was ravishing that poor girl. The cumshot that followed reached his chin which made for sloppier kissing in round two. I then reminded him of the evening we met — he had just arrived as a new recruit — and how he had been riding my pole for hours, until closing time. How I had shown him around, while impaled on my fuck pole, introducing him to friends. How I had taken him home in that same position, and how I had only pulled out in the morning, when my shift began. The memories were obviously sweet to him too. His second cumshot reached his cheek. I wiped it off with my glove and inserted a finger in his arse. His last climax followed half an hour later, after he had learned how I was gonna use him in the future, now that I knew he was bisexual. I held him tight, wanked him, probed his arse and forced him to listen to my most depraved bi-fantasies The prospect made his third cumshot land right on top of his shaved head. He looked cuter than ever.

After sharing a drink I left my buddy cooling down at the bar and wandered off. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t missing out on anything. I also wanted to get involved in some real cunt fucking, preferably with another leathercop. Nothing hotter than two bull cops in full leather uniforms pumping dick into some sex-craved women. I made my way to the part of the bar where the older colleagues usually gathered. There were only two leathercops hanging out in this corner, both of them in their fifties or sixties, both of them in excellent shape. I love these mature cops with all their experience, having fucked countless cunts every day in their long carreers. These two men were more than confident in their sexy uniforms, based on the knowledge that, no matter what age, a healthy man in a leather uniform can fuck almost any cunt he desires.

This was also the corner where the cuckolds and their sex-addicted wives usually hung out. There were two couples around, all four of them buck naked. The men were stretched out on the floor, in total submission, looking up in expectation to the mighty boots of the two cops that of course gave them no attention. These husbands were desperately trying to tempt these big leathermen to fuck their wives. One of the cuckolds lifted up his head in an attempt to kiss a boot shaft but the sole hit his forehead and pushed him back. That didn’t stop the other cuckold to attempt ayvalık escort bayan the same. He too got a heavy boot planted on his head that pinned him to the dirty bar floor for a minute or so.

Meanwhile the wives were presenting their sexual availability shamelessly, as cheap bar sluts. They were using all the tricks in the book to tempt these macho fuckers, hoping to get dragged off to a private cabin for a thorough plowing. There was the usual tarty lip touting and licking, pushing their tits up for grabs, waggling their arses, even fingers moving up and down cunts and arseholes, as if these men knew nothing and had to be shown where the holes were that they were to slab into…

I loved watching the goings-on in this corner. It was such a raunchy and predictable show. For sure, the two women were going to be fucked silly, to the point where they were no longer able to walk and had to be carried home by their loving husbands. But in order to get there, they had to play this silly game and humililiate themselves by selling themselves off to these priviliged fuck masters. For the cops it was bliss to see these couples so desperate for sex with a leather-clad bull cop. They knew that outside this bar they looked like respectable and balanced people, yet here they were degrading themselves in front of two leather fuckers, crying out to get shafted by one of them, or better by both of them.

My pole, which was never soft for long in this bar, got hard as I stroked myself leisurely while watching the scene unfold. I had to hold back not to shoot prematurely, as I really wanted to get into action with some of these perverts. I had done it before, I knew it was all about timing. The signal came when one of the cops bent forward and inserted two leathered fingers in the already soaking wet cunt of one of the women. She more of less threw herself unto him, yearning to get ravished by this man. Her husband followed in her suit, attaching himself to the cop’s boots, covering the boot leather in kisses, grateful that such a leather god was willing to assault his wife.

When the cop got up from his bar stool, I was ahead of them. He picked up the wife, carried her like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder and was off to a more private space. The husband tried to hold on to his boot, had to let that go, and quickly got up to follow them. I had to think ahead which cabin the cop was most probably heading for. It was a combination of experience and luck that I went for the right one. It was the one with the chains and hand and foot restraints hanging from the ceiling. The tricky part for me was to get rid of the husband without the wife or the cop noticing. Here too my plan worked to perfection, assisted by the darkness and the confused state of mind of the husband. I caused a little scuffle, pushed a few people between the husband and the cop, then pushed him and a few others into a cabin, and managed just in time to slip into the cabin where the leathercop had schlepped his victim off. I was in and everybody else was locked out.

I knew it was going to take a minute or so before the husband would realize that he was in the wrong cabin. He would then be knocking on cabin doors inquiring with a whiney voice whether his sweetheart was in there. This cop however was about to make sure that if his wife heard him, she would not be able to respond to her hubby. The very first thing he did was to pull a leather gag from his well-equipped police belt and to secure the device over her head, making sure she could only produce muffled and untelligible sounds as he was getting her ready to get fucked. This was not a cop who cared much for sweet kisses or words whispered in his ear. There would be none of that. Nor did he care about a woman’s caressing hands all over his hard body. He was more of the type of: shut up, bitch, take this. He was going to fuck her in front of her husband, brutal and merciless. Just the type of raw male sex I was lusting after!

I had positioned myself stooping behind the big cop, just like the cuckolding hubby would have done. I was sure the cop had not noticed anything, and if he had noticed the mix-up, he wouldn’t care a shit. He was busy chaining her up like a piece of fuckmeat. Her wrists had already leather restraints around them and were hoisted up. He bent over to attach the ankle restraints on her. In this tiny cabin that meant that his big leathered arse pushed into my face. My head banged against the wood as I was roughly pushed back against the wall. It was the moment I had been waiting for: cop leather arse feeding time. Yum!

I managed to stay attached to his arse after he finished shackling her and hoisting her up in fucking position. I knew it was important for me not to distract and annoy this man while he was getting ready to fuck. So, I backed off a little and watched him prepare his cock in the dim light penetrating in the cabin. The cop put a leather strap around the base of his cock and balls. He pulled the ends in order to fit the cockring as tight as it would go. He grabbed his scrotum and skilfully fitted a ball stretcher around it. Another leather strap, made weightier by kerns of lead sewn into it, went around the ball stretcher. The multiple layers of leather around his ball sack really set off his bull’s testicles beautifully.

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Lori’s Anniversary Plan

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“I’ve got something extraordinary planned for our anniversary,” Laurie whispered to me.

I grunted — unable to think of anything but the next thirty seconds as her oiled hands slowly made another roundtrip up and down my cock. “I’m about to come,” I said, hoping she would speed up.

But instead Laurie pulled her hand away and said, “You will come in a week, on our anniversary. But I need your pump to be primed for our special night.”

I objected — as did my cock, now bobbing in the cold air. But Laurie would not budge. “You will come like you’ve never come before,” she promised. “Just trust me.”

You might think Laurie would take it easy on me, given her demand of abstinence. But each night leading up to our anniversary, she led me to the armchair in our bedroom, knelt between my legs and took my full balls into her warm wet mouth.

It was the same each night. As I sat, Laurie licked and fondled my balls until a bead of cum emerged. Each night it took less time than the night before. On Thursday, when I took off my boxers, my cock was already hard and the head was slick. Laurie just smiled, took my tight sack in her mouth, and let out a 15-second moan. The vibrations went through me. My cock lurched and Laurie pulled away once more. “One day more,” she said with a gleam in her eye.

By Friday — our anniversary — my balls were noticeably full, the soft skin stretched tight. Laurie kissed me as I left for work and suggested I go the gym before returning home to give her time to finish preparations for our special night. Handing me a bag, Laurie grabbed my ass. “Don’t look in the bag until after your workout, and make sure you pay particular attention to cleaning every part of your body, inside and out” she ordered with a devilish smile.

The day crawled along, but I made it through. After work I exercised hard trying to keep my mind off my need to come. I hit the steam room, showered and shaved. When I looked in the mirror, I could not believe how big my cock and balls looked. I went to my locker and opened the bag Laurie had given me, expecting to find my “special occasion” silk boxers. Instead, I found a smooth lycra jock.

I was glad the locker-room was empty as I slipped the jock over my swollen balls and cock. Nothing was left to the imagination. The rest of the outfit was nice, although not what I would have chosen: white linen pants and a white shirt.

I sped home, no longer able to keep my mind off the night ahead. When I opened the door, Laurie was nowhere to be found. The room was dark, the only light coming from a tall black candle. Next to the candle was a glass of champagne and a note. As I drank the champagne, I focused on the note:

“Tonight we will celebrate the first time I gave myself to you. On that night, you gently and patiently introduced me to sexual wonder. When I first saw you, so thick and full, I was scared. But you calmed me.

“You kissed and stroked me until I kissed back with need. You stripped me slowly and sat me down. You lovingly spread my legs open as I covered my face with my arm. But you wouldn’t let me hide my pussy with my hand, wrapping my fingers in yours as your wet lips and tongue covered my slick center. You were gentle at first, then more aggressive until I swelled open under your tongue and my wetness covered my thighs.”

I was rock-hard, but only halfway through the note. I read on:

“You took your time and lay me on the bed. You slid a slim finger into me, opening me for the first time. You talked to me through my gasps, telling me to relax and open for you, making me feel safe.

“When you pumped two fingers into me your tongue swept over my clit and I foça escort didn’t know what was happening. My body clamped down on your fingers and I came, half-laughing, half-crying. down on your fingers. Just as I started to relax, you slid your fat cock into me and pumped me until I came again, harder than the first time.

“You brought me so much pleasure that first night, and on the hundreds of nights that followed. Tonight I will give you back the gift you gave me — pleasure that will seize your memory for the rest of our married life. But you will have to trust me and let me take you somewhere we’ve never been before.

Come up to our room and knock.”

I rushed up the stairs and softly tapped the door. Laurie opened the door. She was dressed in black high heels with stockings and a black leather skirt that hugged her tight ass. She was wearing a silk blouse and her fully aroused nipples were poking through. She took my hands and kissed me hard, opening my mouth with hers.

When the kiss ended, I looked around the room for the first time. Candles twinkled everywhere. The armchair was draped in white silk and in the center of the room was a low table — almost a stage — topped with a thick white cushion. At one end of the table, a metal bowl sat over a low candle. Its liquid contents gave off the smell of vanilla as it warmed. A device that consisted of a squeeze bulb and tapered tube leaned against the bowl.

“What is all this?” I asked with a confused but eager look.

Laurie ignored my question and began to kiss me again, unbuttoning my shirt and running her hands over my chest. She lovingly took my nipples in her mouth, moved her hands to the front of my slacks, and traced the outline of my cock and balls.

Moving behind me, Laurie reached around to rub me again. She whispered, “Relax baby. Feel me handle you, getting you ready for me. If you just let go, you’re going to love the trip I take you on.”

I had never seen Laurie like this, so assured in the bedroom. But it was nice to have her take control for a change. I looked into her big eyes and nodded a silent “yes.”

Laurie took her shirt off and pulled my head to her breasts, cradling me as I sucked on her hard nipples. She helped me out of my slacks and said, “Look how huge your are in that jock baby. I know you can’t wait to empty those big balls.”

Laurie’s kisses became more aggressive as she ran her hands over my ass, which the jock left completely uncovered. Finally, she led me to silk-covered armchair and sat me down. Laurie’s next move surprised me. She took my left leg and draped it over one arm of the chair. She put my right leg over the other.

I felt a little silly — my cock covered while my ass was exposed. “Should I take my jock off,” I asked, trying to get a better idea of what was coming.

Laurie put a finger to my lips and said, “Hush. Let me get you wet for me.”

As her words finished, she knelt between my legs and pushed my thighs further back. Then I felt something I had never felt before — her hot tongue on my ass. That’s how it started at least. Then her tongue pushed right into my ass. My eyes rolled back and I moaned.

Assured by my response, Laurie licked and opened me like I had done to her a decade earlier. Finally, when I thought I would come from her tongue alone. She stood me up and pulled me to her again. My legs were shaky as she took me in her arms.

Laurie led me to the table and gently pushed me onto my back, my legs hanging off the edge of the table. She slid my jock off and said, “Look how wet you made your jock. You’re almost ready for me, but I need you to be dripping.” foça escort bayan

She reached for the bulb and dipped it in the bowl to fill. She looked straight at me and slid its slim end into my ass. I felt the strange feeling of warm oil filling me. When Laurie removed the tube, she quickly slid her index finger deep into me. I lost my breath.

“Does that feel good baby?” she asked, as she squeezed a second finger into me.

I croaked out a response, “Oh yes! But please take it slow so I can adjust and enjoy every moment.”

Ignoring me she pushed her fingers as deep as she could and curled her fingers upward. My cock stood straight. She firmly pressed a knot deep inside me and I nearly jumped off the table.

“Baby, look at the pleasure I can bring you with my fingers buried in your ass,” she said.

I looked down to see my cock straining and her other hand sliding slowly up and down the shaft. I craved release even more than when she started and was lost in the desire I saw in her eyes. As Laurie rubbed me harder from inside, my balls continued to fill and strain.

Laurie kept whispering. “Look how wet you are. I’m going to take you soon, fill you up and push on this spot until these big balls are empty. But first, I am going to slide this dildo plug in your ass so that you will be filled while your bring me to orgasm with your fingers and tongue.”

She moved to the side of the table. “Take my skirt off,” she ordered. Kneeling before her I removed her skirt. There she stood, looking more erotic than any other women ever had. Sitting back on my feet, I took in every inch of her beauty, and she glowed with excitement. Her fragrance underscored her desire and attracted me like a moth to a flame. Stepping forward she brought her pussy to my lips and started rotating her hips as I slide my tongue the length of her slit. Locking her fingers together behind my head she pulled my lips against her and I could feel her body quiver. Oblivious to everything else, she performed a lewd dance of hip thrusts while holding me between her legs. Sensing her orgasm, I stuck my tongue as far into her cunt as I could and her body exploded.

Moments passed as the tremors subsided, but she was far from satiated. A groan escaped her lips as she pulled my mouth from her groin. Smiling down at me she said, “I’m not done with you. Rub your cock but don’t let yourself come…” She picked up a leather paddle that I didn’t previously notice lying behind the table. “I enjoy your ass so much more when it is a nice shade of pink and I know that you enjoy the tingle. So Honey, I want your chest down, ass up, on top of the table”.

Standing next to the table as she faced my bottom and had her left arm draped over my back she started spanking. Lightly at first, one side, then the other, stopping after a dozen spanks. I could feel the heat build in my core as she rubbed my ass. The pressure of her body pressing against my side kept my mind focused on her and the sounds were the most compelling song of seduction I ever heard, moaning, and cooing with lust. She bent down and touched my ass with her cheeks. “Delicious, but not warm enough yet” she said.

A staccato of swats, harder than before, brought the heat of my ass from simmer to boiling. She moaned as my body jerked with each new swat and now caressed my ass. Her touch was heavenly, lightly making big circles around my buns and blowing cool air across my bottom. Then entirely without warning, she grabbed the base of the dildo plug and wiggled it, causing a new wave of pleasure to erupt from my core. “Are you ready Robert?” she asked seductively as her fingers played with the escort foça base of the plug. Knowing that I was beyond speaking, I simply nodded.

My sphincter released its hold on the tapered base of the plug as Laurie pulled it out of my hole leaving my body craving more. Our brainwaves seemed connected as she picked up the paddle and gave my ass four more swats, harder than all of the others. “Oh Robert, that is so hot! Now turn over and get on your back.”

She turned away and took several steps to her overnight bag. Reaching in she grabbed a new toy. It resembled a pair of horns in the shape of a V. Walking back to me I could see that both sides of the V resembled a hard cock. Stopping several steps in front of me, she held the toy out and said “I am going to take you with this Robert, and you are going to bring me to another orgasm as I fuck you”.

Raising one foot onto the table, she brought one side of the dildo to her vagina. Never loosing eye contact with me, she rubbed the head along her slit and slid the length into her vagina. Her body undulated as she penetrated herself with the dildo, contracting her muscles she held the toy in place. My mind swirled with the image in front of me, an incredibly sexy women with a dildo sticking out of her pubic patch, jiggling in sync with her body’s movements.

“Robert, get on the table on your back and rub oil on my cock”. Mesmerized, I climbed on the table as she moved next to me. “Let me feel your hand on my cock,” she said. Reaching into the bowl, I dipped my hand into the oil, and wrapped my fingers around her cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off the thick veined dildo that seemed to be part of her body. As I continued to cover it with oil, Laurie took my other hand and led it to her breast.

Make my nipples tingle she whispered, trying to control her building excitement. As I coated the exposed dildo with oil, I lightly tugged on the shaft. Her body gripped the toy tightly and pulled away from me. Her body motion was fucking my hand with the dildo and surprised herself as a quick orgasm washed over her. Her body froze and she squeezed her eyes shut as the contractions subsided.

Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and stared right at me saying ” Enough already, I have been thinking about taking you for some time and I want you now!” Gracefully she moved between my legs. ” I want you to open for me,” she said while, rubbing the head over my asshole. I grunted as she bore down on me, but my ass would not open. I began to take deep breaths as the pressure increased. Laurie whispered encouragement, “push back against me, and open your ass.”

As I pushed, my ass flowered open and Laurie slid deep inside me in a single persistent stroke. She paused, allowing my body to adjust to the invader and savoring the feeling of the dildo filling her to the max while the apex of the toy put pressure on her clit. After what seemed like an eternity, she slid out slowly, and then pushed the full length in again. Looking deep into my eyes, she said “I have you now, something no one else can claim. You are mine!” Connected by this implement of pleasure, both bodies were receiving erotic sensations.

I wanted to observe Laurie’s body in this surreal dance of lust but was overcome with incredible feelings emitting from my core. As Laurie developed a rhythm, she wrapped her hands tightly around my manhood and stroked hard and fast. Our bodies jerked together and my ass clamped down on her cock as I shot thick ribbons of cum into the air. The contractions started deep in my ass and I thought they would never stop as Laurie started to tremble with an explosive climax of her own. “Robert!” she yelled as her body was overcome with pleasure and we froze, locked together in the most exotic embrace.

When Laurie slowly slid out of me, I could feel my balls hanging empty and loose against the silk sheet. Laurie climbed on top of me and pulled a blanket over us as we hugged feeling our hearts beat as one.

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Lola’s Night Out

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So with a quick couple of texts I find myself getting quickly prepared to meet with Lola, I clean myself up a little, throw some gel in my hair, throw on some cologne and brush the teeth.

I head out to the garage, its raining lightly so the Harley stays home tonight gonna take the old 67 Chevy.

It is a “date night” so anything is possible, no plans were made, so I decide to throw an extra blanket in the backseat after spreading another out over the back seat all tucked in nice and neat. I grab a couple of pops out of the fridge and throw them in the cup holders, as I’m doing that I remember the Lube, she seems to really have a thing for my cock in her ass lately, next to the lube in the cabinet I had a small black ribbed vibrator that I purchased just for her that she hadn’t seen yet, yes this could be a fun surprise for her ….

Satisfied that I am prepared for what may come I pull out of the garage and head for Lola’s. While I drive let me tell you about this delicious little treat of mine…

Lola is 36 stands and is about 5’6″ has fiery red tight curly hair with amazing eyes that melt me with seductive lips that flash a sinfully wicked smile and laugh when I get her going. Her body is very curvaceous and well proportioned she has perky C cup tits with high riding small nipples that peak out of her white bra so sexily( I could do a whole another story on the first time I saw her in that bra, I couldn’t get enough of it) she has toned legs with nice firm calf’s and thighs which lead up to her perfectly shaved pussy complete with a curved barbell pierced threw her clitoris.

Turning her around slightly you will see an absolutely amazing ass, not small, not huge but a nice big firm round plump ass, that well pretty much defies gravity! Think J-Lo but with more to love. If you have any admiration at all for a woman’s ass this one will stop you in your tracks!

And her sweet,tight, pink little asshole just begs to be licked and fucked…

SLAM!! the door closes, “hey babe, how are ya?”I ask. Her response is simple and sweet.” I’m Horny.” I smile and give her a kiss with a little tongue, giving her thigh a playful squeeze I ask her where she wants to go.. the back room of the shop she owns? or somewhere else? she just says ” where ever lets just go for a drive.”

I say “sounds good maybe we can find a nice quiet spot to park somewhere.” She smiles and says “I do want you to fuck me in the ass tonight.”

So earlier that day while on the freeway in my work truck I saw a small gravel road just on the skirt of town right off of the freeway, 1 church, 1 or 2 commercial businesses and 1 farmhouse none of which should be busy at night I thought to myself, might have to remember that for later I thought…. so today as luck would have it, I started off to that road, 5 minutes later I pulled past the newer buildings and stopped midway between the last building and the old farmhouse on a field approach.

after shutting the lights and engine off we were in the amazing light cast by the freeway lights and nearby civilization just enough light to see well without squinting, while still feeling safe under the cover of darkness.

Lola’s wearing a dark blue summer dress that stops a few inches above the knee and strapped sandals . She quickly kicks off her sandals as we start kissing deep wet passionate kisses that get us both going . I play with her nipples as I get her breasts out into our freeway moonlight. She moans as I pinch them hard, she then pushes me back slightly so she can lean over and kiss my neck as she does this my hand gravitates to her skirt covered ass, pulling it up some I say where did these come from? U didn’t have panties on earlier today (I had stopped by her shop to tease her some) she stops kissing me and says yes I put those on tonight.

She sits back then to show me them, lifting up her skirt while spreading and raising her legs she starts to rub her panties teasing me with a smile and a show, I brush her hand away and rub her pussy threw her panties feeling the dampness starting to moisten them. We kiss some more then she quickly hops up turns around leaning over the front seat popping that sexy ass up in the air giving me a sexy wiggle for effect, and asks me, “do you wanna play with my ass?”, Now with the streetlights casting this amazing glow her buns encased in that black g string looked absolutely mouth watering.

I managed to squeeze her cheeks and give the one closest to me a kiss or two before being overcome with lust. I yank down her G string squeezing her round globes some more then pull her G string aliağa escort down right off over her legs. I quickly hop on to my knees, lean over and spread her ass with both hands and bury my tongue completely in her ass! No teasing, no lingering, just a dive in-full force, full tongue. This catches her off guard and she squeals with delight wiggling her ass in appreciation. She loves this, I can’t see her face but in my mind i see her smiling and biting her bottom lip.

I slide a finger into her already wet pussy as I rim her ass with lust then I back off a bit so I can wind up and spank her sexy ass hard several times each cheek till she screams out and asks me to stop. I then finger her ass some more, then more tongue. Damn she tastes so good, I love eating her ass as I am plunging my tongue between her cheeks I quietly feel around to find that little black vibe I had hidden on the floor under the seat. Got it!! I lick the vibe getting it very wet then removing my finger from her ass I slide the vibe deep into her ass turning it on when its all the way in she lunges up and moans as I surprise her.

Then I assault her completely! Fingering her pussy, vibrator in her ass and licking wherever I can, she starts to lose control and finally lets go, She cums hard! convulsing and shaking till she begs me to stop so she can catch her breath… Lola sits back and we share a deep tonguing kiss then she asks me what I was using on her I hold it up and she exclaims ” That’s it???, that’s all I thought it was so much bigger.” ( the tapered vibe was 4 inches long maybe, about an inch thick at its widest point with gentle ribs every half inch or so running on a single AA battery)

She’s laughing now in disbelief as with the vibe and my fingers and tongue ravishing her, and with her orgasm being so strong she had something much wilder pictured in her head……

We sit back and catch our breaths and relax a little. Then she pushes me back into my seat and kisses me hard our tongues dancing with each other as she rubs my fully hard cock threw my jean shorts then she takes off her glasses, sets them on the dash and goes for my zipper and undoes my button and tugs at my shorts wanting them off so I lift my ass up so she can remove my shorts then she dives down and devours my aching cock in one beautiful full swallow. She gives amazing head and gets me to the edge more than once,then she sits up and flashes a sexy smile and says ” I want to try the back seat, I want you inside me.”

Lola grabs a tube of lube out of her purse throws it up on the back dash and takes off her dress and hops over the front seat into the back and waits for me to pull up my shorts so I can get out and move the front seat up and climb in the back with her.

As I open the back door to get in I am treated with the sexy sight of her lying naked on her back in the moonlight her head propped up against the passenger rear door her legs fully spread showing off her perfectly smooth shaved pussy. She is flashing me that naughty sexy smile again that I love so much, I catch my breath after taking her all in and climb in and remove my shorts again.

She says “I needs some lube.” So I reach for the tube on the rear window dash and she says “No, not that kind of lube.” So I put it down,Smile and lower my face between her spread legs and give her pussy and ass a serious tongue lashing, again nor lightness or teasing, Just a good hard eating!!! She tastes so good all the time, never musky almost sweet! I can’t get enough!!! I eat her pussy and play with her ass a little letting a finger slide into her tight, tight ass, she moans and squirms and grips my finger tightly with her ass.I could do this for hours I love eating her while playing with her sexy bum but I stop eating her pussy and remove my finger from her ass.

I sit up and decide to pick up the pace, I lick and moisten 2 fingers and slide them both into her dripping wet pussy and work them in and out a a good hard pace. Lola likes the aggressive approach. She is not the timid type. Things are building for her, she makes some incredible sounds as I then add and start pounding her pussy hard with a third finger using all the muscle my bicep can offer. Just as I am getting my pinkie finger wet and ready to add it to the other 3 already in her she cums again HARD!!! This time grunting and lunging her upper body up off the seat clenching her legs together firmly around my hand as I continue to slowly pump her with my fingers till she collapses back down into the seat, now she is fully flushed- red in the face, aliağa escort bayan neck and chest and shoulders she’s catching her breath and I’m enjoying the sight of this ravishing beauty in front of me while I still very slowly pump my fingers in and out till the aftershocks make her beg me to stop.

Lola then grabs my hand and in the sexiest slow motion movie takes my hand up to her face and swallows all 3 fingers deep in her mouth sucking her juices off of me, I am a deer in headlights at this point she just radiates of pure raw sexiness. She obviously loves the way she tastes just as much as I do as she removes my 3 fingers from her mouth then grabs each one separately and ever so slowly licks them clean one at a time, at this point I taste them as well as we smile at each other and then share a super deep tongue twisting kiss sharing her juices from her mouth and from my face too.

At this point I am grinding on her rubbing my cock on her pussy and as I push into her a little she stops me and asks “where are you putting that?” I take the hint and grab the tube of lube again and rub some on my cock and position myself so I can take aim at her ass with some help from her I enter her so slowly, she tenses up but she still has that sexy smile on her face and we slowly together feed my cock into her ass till I bottom out while she lets out a deep loud moan which at that moment matches my own.

We fuck for awhile till I am almost exhausted from pumping her then she gets me to sit back and relax while she gets up turns around and again swallows my cock whole pumping me at the same time with her hand tasting her own ass “fuck that feels so good.” I tell her, she has me fully hard again and gives me another rough passionate mouth watering kiss then hops over onto her knee’s with her ass pointed right at me and says ” fuck my ass again please.”

I get up and with some work ( I am 6’4″ and am twisting around in a small space) I get up and behind her and slide into her welcoming ass and continue to fuck her ass fast until I literally can’t breath as my head is pushed over from the low roof and my chin is pushing down on my neck cutting off my air. I should have bought a convertible! I tell her I can’t do this any longer slide out of her. She’s disappointed till I tell her why then with a laugh she scoots over has me sit down centered in the car while she climbs up and over to straddle me and ever so slowly she guides and lowers her ass on to my cock, biting her lower lip the entire time as she gasps occasionally as I slide all the way into her tight sexy ass. I am so deep inside her we both look at each other and groan together “fuck does that feel good,” we both manage to spit out.

Now in this position I am sitting leaning back in the seat with my legs slightly spread, my knees are up with my feet flat on the floor. She is sitting on me with her legs beside me her knees up with her feet flat on the seat on each side of me. she is leaning back arching her back over the low front bench seat . even in the dim pale moonlight she radiates Sexy her red hair flowing as she rides me her flushed chest heaves with every thrust her nipples rock hard begging to be touched,she is looking at me and fucks me with her eyes and sexy smile ,She is so fucking hot!!! I literally can’t believe I am this lucky, this is the naughtiest vision I have ever seen!!

I play with her hard nipples and squeeze her thighs as she rides me. I am at her disposal, she controls it all and fuck is it good! She then grinds me hard and we seem to suddenly hit a movement and rhythm that works for both of us, harder and faster she rides my cock driving it deep in her ass. Lola’s moaning and biting her lip, she starts to cum, her mouth open, eyes closed making that sweet and sexy pleasure and pain face that I love so much.As she cums she is squeezing my cock with her ass as she spasms rapidly on top of me…..

Lola climbs off of me, my cock is still hard I haven’t cum yet!! she grabs our pops from the front seat and gets me to shuffle over to the passenger side and she sits beside me and has a quick drink then gets me lying on my back and positions herself on her knees so she can go down on me, she does by teasing my cock with her tongue tasting her ass on my cock before swallowing me deep in her warm wet mouth then she proceeds to lick my balls, Which I love so much, then to my surprise she teases my asshole with her fingertips, I moan a little as it feels so good then she grabs the folded up blanket off the floor and asks me to raise my ass up so she can put it escort aliağa under me.

Now propped up a little higher she works my balls again and then teases my taint a little “Oh” I moan,damn that feels good! I have never had anyone lick me there, my legs raise voluntarily allowing her better access, she asks if I like that and I say “fuck yes,” then she smiles and starts to lick my balls some more and then back to the taint which gets me more excited I Moan and then heaven!! I moan so loudly as She has started lightly licking my asshole! It feels unbelievable!! She laughs a little as my legs raise more and I lift my ass higher for her she then starts rimming my ass deep with her tongue. Fuck I have never had a harder cock than at this moment!!!

This stunning sexy red head is licking and rimming my ass like a dirty filthy whore!!! I am stroking my cock and getting so close to cumming. Then she stops sits up a bit and goes back to licking my balls while sliding a finger what feels like very deep in my ass but it is good,So good! She is hitting what i found out later was my g spot and I tell her “I am gonna cum!” I grab her hair and pull her up so I can fuck her mouth and then it happens for the first time ever I have a fucking HUGE orgasm shooting my big sticky load into her wet waiting mouth while she is pumping my ass with her finger. Fuck Me what an amazing orgasm easily the hardest most intense cum I have ever had I was literally screaming!! Oh My God it was So good and So, So intense!!!! She swallows my load , we share my juices now with another long deep kiss.

We cuddle and catch our breaths….. drinking our pops quenching our thirst, threw out this 15 min or so intermission amazingly I remain hard. We are talking about how good this parking session is and kinda reliving the last hour or so and I just start stroking myself I want to cum again.

Without saying anything…She being the goddess that she is decides to help me out and goes down on me one more time! Deep swallowing strokes, her hand following her mouth and as her hand gets up to the tip of my cock she gives it a slight twist just before her lips close over me again on the down stroke. Damn she gives amazing head!! It doesn’t take long after asking her to lick my balls, and I’m ready to cum again. Once more I pull her up and she swallows me deep as I blow my 2nd load of the night deep in her throat. Fuck what a night!!!

We kiss and talk some more, she’s really raving about how much she likes the backseat and that we will do this again and soon to which I cannot refuse I reply “anytime babe.” Talking more still, now sharing dirty thoughts and some stories as I caress her thighs and tease her pussy some more till she tells me “I’m good, I was good after the 4th, 5th or 6th orgasm!! It’s nice to loose count.” she says with a laugh.

Some how with all this naughty talk and me lightly teasing her I am still hard. Unconsciously I have started stroking myself again she see’s this even before I realize I’m doing it. Lola smiles and takes over stroking me, she repositions herself and lowers her mouth over my cock and so slowly teases me with her tongue. I am dying to feel her mouth around me again, but no not now as she deliberately teases more slowly now getting lower and lower till she’s licking my balls again. Fuck I am so hard!

I start stoking my cock trying to shoot off quickly when she suddenly sits up and smiles a little devilish smile and says “Wheres the toy? Pass it here” with a devilish grin she grabs the lube and stares into my eyes as she lubes up the vibe. At this point I’m a little um… concerned but with tonight’s activities my brain is in complete euphoria. Lola lowers herself and starts lightly licking my ass. Then I feel her tongue sink deeply into my ass, giving me a deep,deep rimming.

I lurch a little as the waves hit me, the vibe now partly in my ass. As she goes back to licking my balls while fucking my ass with this little ribbed vibrator I am jerking off uncontrollably now as she gets me closer and closer to my 3rd orgasm in 2 hours. I am almost there and I get her mouth back on my cock but I start to loose the shooting feeling so I ask her to lick my balls some more she tells me ” you can cum on my face if you like.” And that’s it, after another minute of her licking my balls I am ready to blow again.

I tell her I’m gonna cum as I grab her curly red hair forcefully pulling her up so I can quickly jam my cock in her mouth again just as her lips cover over me I start to shoot “fuck” I scream out Wow!!!

I am so spent but she doesn’t let go of my cock , No she revels in my bliss and she sucks me slow and deliberate for another minute getting every possible drop out of me like there’s possibly any more left. then with a slurping pop sound my cock springs from her mouth as she slides up and we share my cum in our last deep tongue twisting kiss of the night.

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A Hard Day’s Night Pt. 04

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A Hard Day’s Night 4

Paola opened her eyes, the memories of yesterday’s adventures echoed in her mind. She suppressed them as she got up and looked at her body. She was still her former self, but after what happened at the water park her sack looked deflated, the two orbs visible through the smooth skin. Paola knew that her body was working overtime to get them full again, “Can’t you take el dia de descanso?” she mumbled to herself.

Remembering her ride on the train, Paola called a futa-cab and got ready for a day at work. This time Paola only needed a van to get around, and she thanked God for the lower price…

The words on the signboard shined brightly as the sun reflected off them, “Futanari Immigration Control”. Paola loved her work, she was only a clerk behind a desk, but found it very interesting to supervise over incoming futanari. She was curious as to what the world had to offer. Paola walked towards the building, taking note of how easy it was to walk with an empty sack, she felt like she was walking on the moon.

Coming to the door she waved to the guard, “Good morning Silvia, how are you?” She shot at the woman.

“Great Paola, someone’s looking lighter today, had fun last night?” Silvia referred to her balls.

“Ahmmm,” Paola mumbled a little, “It was… necessary…” she dodged the question hastily and went inside. Another reason why Paola loved was that the whole building was designed to accommodate the biggest futanari in the world. The elevator was the perfect example, the doors were 17 feet wide, far bigger than Paola ever needed. They were created for the bigger girls than her. As the doors slide open, the huge space inside is well lit and cooled. The elevator is bigger than Paola’s room and she easily shuffles inside, her sack dragging softly behind her. Paola loved the fact that she didn’t need to cram inside, people hardly think how hard it is for a girl like her to move vertically. If she took the stairs she would be out of breath and dripping with sweat, exhausted from logging her balls behind her. Escalators were also a very bad choice, her skin would get caught up in the spaces between stairs and that hurts like hell and Paola even needed a few stitches once. Elevators were her only option, and not the tiny two men elevator variety either, she needed something that fitted at least three men, even that was a tight squeeze.

As the doors began to close a loud alarm sounded, Paola panicked at first but immediately came down. It was a regular thing with this elevator, a signal to let people know the doors were moving. After all, No one wanted her appendage caught in the closing doors. A split second before the doors closed a thin cockhead appeared and the doors receded into their sockets in a split second, another safety feature. Paola looked outside and saw Miranda, a co-worker of hers. Miranda was a natural wonder in Paola’s life, she owned the longest penis in the country, over 20 feet long, the thin rope was a wonder, thinner than Paola’s. The cock slithered on the floor as Miranda walked in. Aside from her cock, Miranda was a rather plain girl, her chest was flat and her hair a buzzcut of black. The doors closed behind her.

“Hi Paola, how are you doing?” She asked inquisitively.

“I’m okay Mir, everything is okay, and you?” Paola wondered politely.

“You know, just finishing a shift, nothing special, no extraordinary arrivals.” Miranda summarized, she hesitated for a moment and then asked, “Say, your ballsack is a lot smaller, isn’t it? Someone had fun last night, didn’t she?”

Paola couldn’t help it, she blushed like a tomato. “Ahhh… Well…” She tried to fill the time. Lucky for her the doors just opened and she stormed out of the elevator, “Got to run!” she exclaimed as she set off. Paola ran along the hallways, taking dangerous turns. A flashing red sign popped out of the ceiling, “Please slow down, you will not be able to stop.” This was another safety measure they installed in the building, and this time because of Paola herself.

Years ago, when Paola just got the job she made a mistake and pissed off the wrong client. Paola ended up running for her life through the building. Unlike today, Paola was very full back then, and she saw the oncoming girl but just couldn’t stop because of the momentum of her sack. That girl turned out to be an extreme grower and Paola set her off. In seconds, the skinny girl grew a gargantuan cock and security needed to intervene. Since that day, every futa in the building who starts running triggers the system and a sign is displayed in the girl’s path like Paola saw.

Feeling Miranda was far enough away Paola slowed herself down. It was a gradual process, but after a few yards she came to a holt. Walking slowly çiğli escort so the alarm won’t start again, Paola made her way to the immigration office, checking every corner to make sure she won’t be asked about yesterday’s events again. It took her a little while, but she finally almost reached her station. Just one more office and she was ready for her shift, it was not just any office, it was The Office. This office belonged to Veronica, Paola’s boss. Paola decided on a tactic, she quietly tiptoed across the open door, hoping not to arouse Veronica’s attention. Step by step she cleared the door, now only her sack remained. Immeasurably careful, Paola dragged the hefty blob, making sure not to hit anything. Paola made just one mistake, one false move, she miscalculated the new weight of her balls.

With a loud clank of metal, Paola pushed a silver vase off a table and onto the floor. Paola cringed, hoping her boss didn’t notice the extremely loud clatter…

“Paola, could you please come into my office?” a voice came from the cubical, Veronica’s voice.

Paola stopped in her tracks, she knew it would be a nightmare to walk backwards with her sack. Slowly, she walked around it until she was before Veronica’s office, it was a huge room, everything in it was made of mahogany wood, it was Veronica’s favourite. In her chair, veronica was looking at Paola, her face was a little pointy, with brown eyes and a warm smile, everything was framed by a veil of shoulder-length black hair that gradually shifted to a pale red. This, however, wasn’t Veronica’s most notable feature, her breasts were gargantuan, bigger than the girls at The White Wave. It was obviously covered by a shirt, but everyone knew what the thin girl was hiding below the fabric of her shirt.

“Yes veronica, how can I help you today?” Paola asked politely.

“I see you had some fun last night,” Veronica pointed out, as if Paola didn’t notice. It made her blush, “I wanted to talk to you about your work Paola, I would offer you come in but I don’t think you’ll fit in my office… I want you to be especially picky today, Okay?”

“I am always picky Veronica, can’t let everyone into our lovely country…” Paola tried to protest.

“I’m sure you are,” Veronica said and pulled out a piece of paper, “the average for our office is 13 rejections in one shift, you are a little below that,” Paola nodded in agreement, “you only rejected one futa over the last two weeks, and she turned out to be extremely radioactive…”

“Yeah, I know. The Geiger counter went wild and the lead wall popped up.” Paola admitted.

“I want you to pay extra attention today, Paola, don’t mess up our great country…” Veronica gave Paola the eye.

“I won’t,” Paola brushed it off and started walking to her post. It was a very basic desk with a few stumps, a LED screen, a pen and blank papers. Paola loved her post because the office adjusted it especially for her. One of Paola’s biggest wishes was to sit on a chair, it was impossible with her balls and, most of the time, she resorted to leaning back and using them as beanbags. Next to her desk was a special chair, a marvel of engineering in Paola’s mind, it was a crane with a flexible arm that ended with a seat that looked like a horseshoe. Paola walked over and positioned the flexible machine behind and under her ass until she felt it was perfectly aligned. With a press of a button, the machine became rigid and Paola leaned all her weight on the chair. She turned the screen on and smiled to herself, “Let’s get this fiesta started.”

The procedure was rather simple, Paola would receive an applicant, find if they have any criminal background or association with a hostile organization through their passport. Next a quick interview, and in they go. Paola’s job is to handle futanari immigrants, since she herself was a futanari herself she had no problem accommodating their needs.

She lifted her gaze to the line for her station and signalled the first girl to approach. She had short, black hair and a skinny figure but nothing stood out in her appearance.

“Welcome, ID and papers please,” Paola requested, the girl handed Paola the papers. Paola looked at them and saw nothing was special about them, “Siena?” Paola asked, waiting to see if the girl responded to the name.

“Yes, nice to meet you,” she answered back. Next, Paola typed her details into the computer to see if anything came up, the computer said she was clean.

“Siena, do you mind telling me what is the purpose of your business here?” Paola wondered.

“I came here to meet my girlfriend, she lives here,”

“Are you sure you are a futanari?” Paola wondered for a moment, “Oh, well, have a pleasant visit” Paola admitted her in and signed her papers.

The girl moved on and the next one came, this time she was an apparent futanari, her breasts were huge, each as big as Paola’s head, even though she was dressed with a blue t-shirt, it was abundantly clear she had çiğli escort bayan dick-nipples, giant ones.

“Welcome, ID and papers please,” Paola repeated the routine. Again the girl showed no resistance, handing Paola everything she needed.

“Nel?” Paola asked,

“Yes, I are,” the girl answered, she was clearly not a native speaker of English.

“Business or pleasure?” Paola tried to enquire but she didn’t understand her, “Well, what is the worst that can happen? Must be fun being you with your giant assets.” Paola giggled to herself and savoured the sight of her dick-nipples trying to pierce her shirt. With that Paola grabbed the stamp and admitted the futanari in.

The next girl rolled to Paola’s counter, she enjoyed one of the many benefits the building offered for futanari, she used the HMAT 5. It was the most recent say in improving hyper futanaris’ lifestyle. The High Manoeuvrability Autonomous Transporter 5 is a 4 feet long adjustable trolly for futanari with cocks longer than 6 feet. The rod rested on the machine and was fastened to avoid accidents. Once set, the machine took up to 6000 pounds of cock and manoeuvred it with pinpoint precision to perfectly compliment the movements of its owner, this model even had shock absorbers. While the futanari was before Paola’s desk, her cock was already far behind her.

“Welcome, ID and papers please,” Paola asked politely, having a hard time ripping her eyes away from the long poll.

“Sure thing,” The girl showed no objection and handed the papers, Paola almost grabbed them when the girl shrieked and dropped them to the floor. “You stupid bitch! Stop kicking my penis!” She yelled.

Paola looked back and saw a girl was repeatedly kicking the massive rid, “Miss, please stop, I don’t want to call security…” She shouted at the girl.

“Then tell her to move her junk, she is in my way!” the kicker shouted back.

“Are you five years old lady?” Paola wondered, frustrated, “just walk around her or I’ll call security.”

The girl consented and took the logical option. In the meanwhile, the futa picked up her papers and handed them to Paola.

“Sorry about that,” Paola looked at her passport, “Ms. Melia, what is the purpose of your visit?”

“I am here to undergo cock surgery, I heard you have the best surgeons here,” she said honestly.

“Oh, I see, you came here to shorten it? It is a little big, isn’t it?” Paola agreed.

“No, no! Why would I do that?” the futa protested, “I came here to make it bigger.”

Paola was not ready for this answer, she had no idea how this futa will live with something of big between her legs. “Ammm… Okay, sorry…” Paola handed her a pamphlet displaying the other HMAT types, “I suggest you order the HMAT 19, it is the biggest model we have.” Paola welcomed her in with a smile before signalling the next futa up.

The next in line gave Paola the impression they were a pair, it happened almost every day, pairs had a hard time understanding they were going through immigration as individuals. The two girls started making their way to the desk when Paola noticed their features. One was about Paola’s hight, but the other was almost a foot taller than her lover. Both were blonde and Paola noticed the taller one had green eyes that complimented her long turquoise dress. She also noticed the taller one had a massive rack on her.

“Please, one at a time, I can’t welcome two at the same time…” Paola protested but the futas ignored her.

“Sorry,” Said the taller blonde, “We can’t help it, we’re stuck together…”

“Oh, that’s so cute,” Paola giggled, “I get you, love is such an amazing thing.”

“No, you don’t understand,” the taller blonde corrected Paola, “we’re stuck, I can’t get her out of me.”

The words made Paola examine the sight before her again. She noticed suddenly that the taller girl was not really tall. In fact, she was shorter than Paola but was suspended in mid-air, her feet far from the ground.

“I… I don’t understand…” Paola started to stumble in her speech.

“We… We had a little…” the other girl started speaking but was cut short by her friend.

“We had sex on the plain,” she explained, “Don’t judge me, she started out as a nice 10 incher so I gave it a go…”

“So.. what happened?” Paola wondered, clearly invested in the story now.

“Turns out she is a grower, and a serious one at that.” The blonde said and lifted her dress. To Paola’s surprise, she was not a futa but a woman, she was held up by a gigantic cock almost as big as she was, its outline bulging visibly through her stomach, it reached past her belly button. Paola followed the massive dick to its base where the futanari’s pants were ripped open around the rod, it pulsated every now and then. “Before I knew it I had 2 feet of her cock in me and we couldn’t get it out anymore.”

“Wow, quite an adventure,” Paola said, “Can I please see your papers?”

The woman handed escort çiğli Paola everything and she typed the information into the computer, suddenly it froze “shit, sorry, something wrong with the computer” Paola mumbled as she tried hitting it a little.

“Ah, damn,” the woman protested, “Can’t you just let us through, she is still growing and it’s starting to hurt.”

“Ahm… No, I can’t, let’s clear the other stuff in the meanwhile, are you here for business or pleasure?”

“I planned on pleasure,” the woman groaned, “but with the way things are going right now, I have to take care of this business.” she was getting taller, the cock in her visibly expending.

“I am here on business,” the futa behind the girl answered, “and don’t complain so much blonde, you brought this on yourself, I warned you I was a grower.” The two started to argue and squabble before Paola’s desk, all the while the woman got taller and taller.

Paola’s computer managed to reset by the time the two stopped, it showed the futanari was clear but the woman was problematic, her screen flashes red, she was a part of a group called Murderers Interested in Lavish Flaying. “Mam, are you affiliated with the organization MILF?” Paola asked.

“I am, is that a problem? Please clear us quickly Paola, I am getting really uncomfortable and I think she’s going to cum soon…” The woman rushed Paola.

“Oh, well, I see…” Paola mumbled, “I guess I could let you pass, it is an emergency and all that, and your friend here is clear after all…” She pondered for a few moments but the girl’s groans and moans got to her, “Well… I guess it wouldn’t be so bad to let you in, just promise to be nice?”

“Promise, cross my heart and hope to die.” the woman said.

“Welcome to Canada” Paola stamped the passports and sent the two on their way.

The day was going along for Paola, even though she didn’t decline even one futa three hours in, she immensely enjoyed her job.

“Next please,” she called.

Paola noticed the next girl was a little strange, she looked thin, her most prominent features were her massive breasts and blueish-green eyes, Paola thought for a minute she was an anime character.

“Passport please,” she asked as the girl reached the desk, her huge breasts almost filled Paola’s field of view completely. The girl immediately presented the paperwork to Paola.

“Lina?” Paola asked once more, what little face her breasts didn’t cover looked at Paola.

“Yes?” she asked, leaning a little forward to see better, her chest coming to rest on Paola’s groaning table.

“Are they real?” Paola wondered, tempted to touch the orbs.

“Yes, they are,” Lina admitted.

“Is there milk?” Paola wondered as to the nature of their size.

The woman giggled at Paola’s statement, “No, it’s cum, I have dick-nipples…” The girl admitted, “I store a few good gallons in there.”

Paola was hypnotized, dicknipples were one of her weaknesses, “Can… Can I touch them?” she asked as polite as she could.

“Yes, please, just be careful about the blouse,” She asked.

Paola acted quickly, hoping the futa won’t change her mind. She reached for the flesh and felt the surface, bloated with cum. She repeated the process and felt the breasts a few time when the girl gasped. “We better stop, I’m not sure I want to cum here.

Paola nodded in understanding even though it saddened her, “Welcome to Canada, she gestured past her station.

Paola signalled the next futa. She gasped loudly when she realized what she just did. The tiny girl approached. She looked in her twenties, with short black hair and what looked like cat ears. Being such a big fan, Paola knew the cat ears were fake but the rest was as real as it gets. Before her, wearing the famous 4-inch steel chastity belt was no other than Cassie Richardson, Paola’s idol of self-control.

“Are… Are you really…” Paola stumbled in her speech, “You’re Cassie Richardson!” she was almost screaming when she pronounced her name.

“I am,” the futa admitted, she acted like a very shy person.

“I can’t believe you are here,” Paola smiled from ear to ear, “I am your biggest fan, I loved your work in Vancouver, who would have believed you could do that in 3 seconds…”

“Oh, it was nothing,” she answered, her cheeks blushing.

“Paola!” Came Veronica’s voice from the office, she already learned that if Paola saw a celebrity she would get excited, this was her way of keeping her in check.

“Sorry Veronica,” Paola shot back and returned to the girl, she knew she had to work, “Miss Richardson, could you please give me your passport and papers?”

Cassie complied and handed Paola everything she had. As Paola punched the information into the computer she prayed really hard that it would crash. After a few moments the machine beeped, Cassie was clear.

“Welcome to Canada Cassie,” Paola said, “Can I ask for one thing as your biggest fan?” The black-haired futa nodded yes, “Can you please show me how you grow? Not the whole thing, just a second or two…” Paola used the puppy eyes on her.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t, once I start I can’t stop…” Cassie refused.

“Pretty please, I just want to see the biggest grower in the world, is that too much to ask?” Paola tried.

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A Blue-Collar Story Ch. 3

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After having sex as strangers, then spending the rest of the day becoming acquainted as friends, now, Desi and Scott faced each other as two people falling in love. They had lit the candles placed throughout the room and the sweet scent of butter cream filled the air.

If Scott regretted anything, it was the abrupt way this relationship had started. Now he wanted to give Desi a romantic evening, a loving interlude of sensual memories. She stood before him, still soft from sleep, tiny and vulnerable. He held her close to him, breathing in her scent and her sweetness. They kissed, as old friends now, their mouths fitting together perfectly. They knew the taste of each other, yet continued to explore and search, wanting to become familiar with every tiny nuance. Scott’s hands circled her back, moving up and down her spine, memorizing the feel of her.

It seemed natural to unzip the pretty peach dress, opening it so his hands could caress the soft flesh he found there. The kisses continued, his tongue entering her warm mouth, searching and learning. Their tongues played, teased, and he heard a moan from deep within her. She pressed herself against him, melted into him, molding her body to his. Her arms wrapped over his shoulders, her hands sliding into his hair, holding him close.

He pulled away, no easy task, his body seemed drawn to hers. He looked down at her face, into her dark eyes, and smiled. The total trust he saw there overwhelmed him. He had gotten used to the corporate world, where everyone was out for themselves, everyone had an agenda. In his office, all the men wanted to become him and the women wanted to either move up the ladder the easy way or just brag they “had” the boss. He had learned to trust no one, allow no one to get close to him. It had been a lonely existence.

When he had left his office behind and started working at the service station, one of his goals was to find real people who just asked for friendship and nothing more. The guys at work had accepted him easily. He was invited for beer after work, to weekend games, even to meet their families and friends. Scott had breathed easily for the first time in years. But seeing all the happy families had made him wish for someone of his own.

He had been attracted to Desi from the first, but she never seemed to see him. He was just a nice guy with a blue workshirt who was always ready to help her with her car needs. Today, when the opportunity presented itself, he had surprised her. The events of the day ran through his mind, even as he looked into her pretty face and saw the longing üçyol escort in her eyes.

Desi trusted him. She liked him. And, she wanted him. Just him. Scott with the work shirt and embroidered name. His warm hands continued to caress her spine, making her shiver with desire. His mouth covered hers again, as she slowly began rubbing her body against his. He could feel her erect nipples against his shirt, feel her hips grinding into his.

He pulled back again, allowing a small space between them. Her sundress slid to the floor, leaving her warm, nearly naked body before him. Her breasts were uptilted, her nipples hard and knotted. He looked at her lovely tanned skin, glowing in the candlelight and he just had to touch. His fingers slid over all of her. The Braille of lovers. Her soft shoulders, her arms, holding her hands with her tiny fingers entwined with his. His hands moved to her face, tracing her jaw, into her hair, down her nose. He kissed her cheek, her forehead, her eyelids. As his mouth moved down her neck, he could feel her trembling, could hear her rapid heartbeat as she stood before him, offering herself to him. His hands slipped down her sides, spanned her waist, massaged her ribs. He deliberately did not touch any of the usual spots, relishing instead the unusual, the forgotten zones.

Desi stood before him, surrendering to him, allowing him all the exploration time he needed. His hands felt so good touching her. His fingers were gentle and inquisitive and slow. Her skin came to life as he touched her, she could almost imagine a path appearing on her flesh as he discovered her. Now, he hooked his thumbs at her waist and spread his fingers over her hips, feeling the sharp angle of the bones there. Then he circled her “inny” belly button, tickling her and making her catch her breath with delight. His hands moved over her flat tummy, up to her mid-section, massaging and soothing the skin, while building a fire within her that was roaring out of control. She swayed before him, totally his. Scott’s hands slid under her breasts, finding that tender flesh, just touching with one finger tip as he traced the curve there. Up between her breasts, so lightly massaging, so lightly moving, she almost wondered if he was there at all. Then his mouth moved to hers, softly taking possession, shaping her lips, wetting them, molding them, then opening them for exploration. His tongue slipped inside, sure of itself, knowing the feel and relishing in it. Desi stood still and allowed him all the time he wanted. His mouth moved down to her shoulders, üçyol escort bayan kissing and nibbling along her soft skin. He kissed his way to her hand, licking the palm, tracing the fingers, sucking each tip deeply into his warm, wet mouth. Desi felt the ache deep inside, the woman-deep feeling of desire and need.

Scott turned Desi away from him. They stood before the full-lenth mirror, her body tiny against his. They looked together at the couple in the mirror, the fully dressed man and the bikini clad woman, lovers already, embarking on a new adventure. His fingers now explored her back, her shoulders, her hairline. His kisses along the tender nape of her neck made her growl deep in her throat, his fingers along her hips made her sway back against him. She felt herself melt, felt the dampness between her legs increase and flood the lips, wetting her panties, making her swollen and aching. She watched in the mirror as his most capable hands traced her skin, avoiding her throbbing nipples and just caressing her full breasts. She licked her lips, looking into his eyes, her lust evident. His arms wrapped around her, his bare arms tickling her tummy as his hands held her tightly against him. She could feel his excitement pressed against her back, feel him throbbing with passion and need. In his eyes, she saw tenderness and caring. With one last look in the mirror, Desi turned back to Scott, intent on exploring him.

Her fingers moved to unbutton his shirt, stretching to reach his throat and kiss him there, then kissing his chest with each button undone. She licked his firm skin, tasted his delicious flesh. Finally, his shirt was opened and she could see his lovely, toned chest. Her breath caught. She slipped her fingers under his shirt and helped him remove it. Her mouth wandered everywhere, kissing and nipping as he stood still before her. Finally, her lips found his right nipple and closed on it. She pulled it deeply into her warmth and heard his sharp intake of breath as his hands slid into her hair, holding her in place. Oh, she loved this. The tiny nipple was rock-hard against her tongue, the tiny bumps telling her of his pleasure. She had never sucked a man’s nipple before and had not expected this reaction. Her mouth moved eagerly from one to the other, pulling them deep, then circling with her tongue, then flicking, then nibbling. Scott moaned and she heard her name repeated. Desi felt she could easily remain here all night, giving him pleasure, but there was so much more she wanted to see, to do.

Her hands against his chest, escort üçyol she pushed away. Looking up at Scott, she saw his eyes glazed with passion. He leaned down to kiss her, distracting her from her plan.

After a thorough kissing, Desi once again resumed the undressing of Scott. He tasted so good. He smelled delicious. The scents of Obsession and Scott combined to make her nearly delirious with longing. Still, she moved slowly, not wanting to rush the discovery of her man.

Her hands rested on his belt buckle, while she kissed his abdomen. She let her fingers work on the buckle as she continued to make love to his chest. Finally, she had it opened. one button and then the zipper, making the most erotic sound she had ever heard. She closed her eyes, relishing the rasp of the metal on metal. She slid his pants down his hips, admiring the fit of his short, tailored boxers. She noticed his erection, pressing hard against the fabric and smiled to herself. Now they were twins. She turned him to the mirror, standing behind him, completely dwarfed by his body. She peeked around his body, looking at her handsome lover reflected in the mirror. She slipped her hand around his midriff, her tanned fingers blending with his skin, her shiny bright pink fingernails gleaming. She touched him as he had touched her, never making contact with the usual sweet spots, but finding some new ones of her own. She ran her fingers along his elastic waistband, dipping her fingers under the fabric, hearing him moan his appreciation. She kissed his back, licking it with her tongue, tracing words of promise and longing. Her nipples pressed against his lower spine, hard and pointed. Her fingers ran up to his hard nubbins, stroking and scratching them, causing him to thrust lightly with his hips.

He turned, she couldn’t stop him. He held her to him, feeling her velvet skin against his. He kissed her, trying to inhale her soul. “Scott”, she thought. “Scott, my lover”, her mind repeated his name, her most favorite name in the world. Being with him was like Christmas morning, so much to discover and have for her own. He picked her up and held her against his body, skin to skin, nipple to nipple, mouth to mouth. They both seemed to be starving for the sweet contact of kissing. They kissed deeply, slowly, nibbles and nips, long breathes of the other, short gasping excitement. The passion building between them threatened to overtake them both.

Scott turned to the bed, walking with his treasure still caught in his arms. They kissed and shared breath, their hearts beating together. Desi wrapped her arms around his waist, and he felt the dampness of her panties against his flesh. His cock was rigid in his straining shorts, his desire making a wet area on the fabric.

Tonight was a night for lovers, and Scott and Desi wanted it all.

TO BE CONTINUED…..

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A Glorious Discovery Ch. 01

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Disclaimer- All character appearing in this story are above 18 years of age.
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It was a normal day at university for Anna. She was sitting in the library, going through some notes. She was trying really hard to focus but just couldn’t get herself to do it. Finally, with a sigh, she decided to take a break.

There were ongoing conversations all around her in hushed tones. As she was scrolling through her phone she heard the girls on the next table talking. One of them was speaking rapidly. Something about glory holes in the men’s room.

Listening closely, she was slightly aroused. Slyly reaching down, she moved her thong aside. Anna was always doing this throughout the day for months. There was something about the cool wind hitting her damp pussy and the thought that she was in public. She sat there, not doing anything. She couldnt stop thinking about the glory holes. She started imagining a thick cock. Slowly stretching her open. She finally brought her fingers to her clit. Rubbing slowly so that people won’t notice anything suspicious. torbalı escort Anna hadn’t been laid in months. She desperately needed some cock. Still thinking about this big, thick cock, she inserted two fingers into her soaking cunt and almost gasped out loud. She looked around, and started to go in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. She was doing this in public, this thought haunted her. And she was even more aroused. Going faster and faster, she stopped just as she was about the cum. That needed to wait.

She took her fingers out, wiped them off quickly, and took off her thong making sure no one was watching.

Little did she know, at the half-hidden table diagonal of her, sat a rugged-looking man with his cock out. He had seen her masturbate.

Anna started listening to the girls’ conversation again. The were talking about the second floor men’s room. Bingo.

She got up, smoothed down her skirt as she began gathering up her things. Soon enough she dropped her things off in her car and started walking briskly towards the main building.

She could escort torbalı feel the cool wind on her pussy lips. Shivering slightly, she started taking the stairs to the second floor. It was quite obvious no one ever took the stairs, they were littered and had some graffiti painted over the walls.

Making sure no one was around or watching she pushed open the men’s room door and almost ran to the last stall. Surely enough there were the words “slut”, “whore” and “cunt” written in bold writing. There was a sign hanging on the door to let the men know if there was anyone in there. She swiftly turned it to say ‘IN’, pushed open the door. And there, in all its glory, the glory hole.

It was big enough to only fit her arm. The inside of the stall was also covered in names.

She was aroused by seeing all this. Anna would never admit it, but she secretly fantasized about being a slut. Something about it was so hot.

She took off her shirt and let out her 36CC tits out in the open. Her nipples hardened immediately due to the cold air.

Anna sat there for torbalı escort bayan a few seconds, only in her skirt. She heard footsteps, a cock appeared through the hole. It was huge and had veins running through the whole 8 inches of it.

“Suck it, you slut.” The voice on the other side ordered.

Extremely wet now, Anna did as she was told.

She took in the head slowly but tightly, going down in the length of it with her lips snug around the monster cock. She was dripping wet now and started to rub herself. She went faster and tighter on the cock, the owner was certainly pleased. He kept calling her a cum slut.

Anna loved every second of it.

Bobbing faster and faster, She was sure he’ll cum anytime.

And cum he did.

Loads of hot, sticky cum shot in her mouth. He didn’t stop cumming for a few seconds. There was so much cum in her mouth.

Anna swallowed all of it happily.

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Having served about 5-6 cocks, she sat back and in what felt like forever, sucked in a large breath. There was cum all over her face and running down her chest. Anna was a sight.

Nobody had enough time to fuck her wet cunt in between classes. So all she did was give blowjobs.

Thoroughly happy with her discovery, she began to clean herself up. But first, she took a photo of her cum covered face. She loved this feeling. Feeling of being a slut.

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A Birthday to Remember Ch. 01

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As the alarm sounds off, Stephanie wakes from a deep sleep to see the sunlight beaming through her window. As she stretches, a smile crosses her face since she soon realized that today is the first day as a 21 year old. As she sits up, her cell phone rings.

“Hello?”

A voice on the other end replied, “Happy birthday, gorgeous!”

Stephanie realizes it’s her boyfriend, Ralph. Ralph was a slim 28 year old guy who barely looks over the age of 18 or 19. Everything is fantastic between them, with the exception that Ralph is attending school in Pennsylvania, while Stephanie lives in California. Ralph was a good friend of her brother. At first, it seemed it was too good to be true, but the distance between them seemed like nothing with the love and affection they both shared for one another. While hearing his voice, she brings a smile upon her face.

“Thanks, but my birthday would be a lot better if you were here.” replies Stephanie.

“Oh! No worries, Hun. I am sure you will have a great time, and don’t forget that once I am done with school, I will be there with you and the wait will be so worth it.”

Both Ralph and Stephanie always had a good way of making one another feel confident that this relationship was well worth it. As they finish speaking, Stephanie walks downstairs only to find Ralph standing in her doorway. Shocked, Stephanie runs up and gives her boyfriend the biggest hug and kiss.

“What are you doing here?! I thought you had school?”

Ralph knew this day was very important to her, and made sure he was able to celebrate this time with her.

“Don’t worry about that. I have school taken care of. Let’s just celebrate this time we have.”

Stephanie couldn’t believe it. Her boyfriend flew all this way just to surprise her. Better yet, there he stands wearing a black button up shirt, tan cargo shorts, and his hair freshly trimmed and messy spiked just the way she likes it.

As the two spend a wonderful breakfast together, the more they spoke to one another, the more Stephanie could feel turned on. It’s been so long since they’ve felt each other’s touch.

“Well, I am still so shocked you came all the way here to be with me. I’m just so happy, and I love you so much. I don’t want to waste another minute, so let me run upstairs and get ready for the day.”

As Stephanie goes into her room, she manisa escort begins to ponder what she should wear. If her boyfriend went out of his way to be here for her, she will certainly make it worth it. As she takes off her black tank top and sweatpants, she stands naked in front of her closet pondering what to wear.

Back downstairs, Ralph sits on the couch and rests his head back, thinking of things to do while he is here. While pondering different ideas, Ralph hears Stephanie walking back downstairs from her room.

“Since it’s your birthday, baby. Would you want to drive to LA, maybe go to the beach, and then some dinner?”

As a few seconds go by, he wonders why she hasn’t replied.

“Baby, can you hear me?”

As Ralph turns around to see what she is doing, he notices Stephanie leaning against the wall in a schoolgirl uniform, staring back at him.

“Whoa! I am starting to think it’s my birthday and not yours!”

Stephanie begins to walk over to Ralph, undoing each button to her blouse as she makes her way over to the couch. Ralph begins to adjust himself as Stephanie stands right in front of him showing off her beautiful curves in her uniform, followed by the unbuttoned blouse revealing her black bra underneath.

“I’m so glad you could come all the way out here just for me, baby.”

Stephanie gets down on her knees and positions herself between Ralph’s legs. She undoes his belt and slides his shorts and boxers down. She then notices Ralph’s throbbing cock standing straight up, waiting for his beautiful girl to please it.

Stephanie wraps her hand around his cock and begins to slowly jerk it off and leans her face in, not taking her eyes off him.

“I love you, Ralph”

Ralph leans his head back against the couch and closes his eyes, feeling Stephanie’s mouth smother his cock. As she starts to work her hand up and down the shaft, she begins to suck his cock with eagerness to taste every delicious inch of his throbbing member. Ralph can’t believe how good it feels and starts to breathe heavier. Stephanie begins to suck more rapidly, letting out sucking and slurping noises. Nothing turns her on more than hearing her love moan in pleasure. Ralph reaches his hand behind her head, and allows her to devour him.

“Oh God, babe. You feel so good.”

More and more, she escort manisa pumps her head up and down his shaft. sometimes keeping her face as far down his cock as possible. As Stephanie leans her head up, she stares at Ralph, with a drool strong leading from the tip of his dick to her mouth. She stands up and drops her unbuttoned blouse to the floor. She then lifts her skirt showing off her beautiful pussy.

Ralph knew deep down she wasn’t wearing any underwear. No way would his baby keep that dick waiting another second.

Stephanie walks over to Ralph, and positions each of her legs to the side of him. She leans in and begins to kiss him romantically. As they swirl their tongues in each others mouth, Ralph undoes her bra, showing off her perky and beautiful tits. Stephanie leans Ralph against the back of the couch, and sits her wet pussy down on his cock.

“Ooohhh God”, moans Steph.

Steph begins to motion her body up and down, feeling Ralph’s erect cock move around in her tight wet pussy. The feeling is so intense. Both of their hot breaths meet each others face as they kiss one another. The feeling of a kiss during intense sex is the best. The visual of Stephanie in a schoolgirl uniform, riding Ralph’s hard cock is nothing short of perfection. The only non-sexual thing running through his head is how such an innocent looking girl could be such a sexual deviant.

As Ralph places his hands to her side, Stephanie leans back a little and places her hands behind her and on top of his legs. She begins to move her body like a belly dancer, letting his cock move all around her insides.

As time moves a little further, Ralph lifts Stephanie up with his cock still inside her and walks over to the window of the front of the house which is no more than 10 feet from the couch. The daylight is still shining through. People are mowing their lawns. Kids playing in the street. If anyone was looking from the outside, they would see the naked back of Stephanie, motioning up and down with clear indication that some great sex is going on. Nothing turns Ralph on more than exploiting his love and affection for Stephanie. As Ralph leans her up against the window, letting her legs wrap around him, he begins to pound his dick in and out of her.

“Oh God! Steph! Oh God!”

The sensation rises. Steph lifts both hands manisa escort bayan above her head against the wall, keeping her from tilting back or even out the window altogether.

As Ralph props Steph up with his hands on her ass, he works her body up and down on his dick while simultaneously moving his waist forward and back.

Her body, bouncing up and down. Her moans getting louder each second.

“Oh fuck, Ralph! Fuck me! Fuck me, harder!

Unable to keep up his strength, he lets her legs down on the floor and turns her around. Bending her over, he positions his cock on the outside of her pussy lips, staring at her beautiful ass.

“Mmmm. You ready for me to cum inside you baby?”

Stephanie turns her head staring at Ralph with a very sexy look. “Mmm, you no it baby. I want to feel your hot cum inside me.”

As Ralph keeps her skirt lifted, he moves his cock in and out. As her body bobs back and forth, she drops her head down towards the floor, placing her open hand against the window.

As Ralph fucks her from behind, he notices some of Stephanie’s adult neighbors standing together across the street, looking towards the house. There’s no doubt they could see, but Ralph didn’t want to mention any of it to her. He loved the attention. The longer they stared, the closer he got to finishing inside his baby.

As Ralph continued to motion his waist back and forth, in and out, of his angel’s hot pussy, he noticed that more than 10 of Steph’s neighbors were all grouped together, pointing towards the window from across the street. It was certain at this point they were talking about what was going on. Some may have found it sexy, some may found it repulsive. Either way, they were getting a free show, and maybe even use it to their advantage while their children were asleep in their beds.

“Oh baby, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum!”

“Fuck yeah. Oooohhh Ralph! Cum inside me!”

Not able to hold back much longer, Ralph feels a stream of his hot cum spurt all inside Stephanie’s beautiful pussy.

“Ooohh yes.. Oh God… ughhh…”

As Ralph finishes, he rests his upper body against her back.

Stephanie lifted her body back up and turned her head towards his.

“I love you so much, Ralph.” She leans in and gives him another passionate kiss. “Now let me get dressed in normal clothes, haha.”

Ten minutes later, Steph comes back downstairs, and they each share a refreshment to cool down from such an intense session of making love. As they begin to talk a little more, they suddenly hear a knock at the door. It’s the neighbor from across the street.

To be continued…

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A Fire Rekindled

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This one’s a quickie written in response to a request — you know who you are and I hope it presses all the right buttons!

Bess x

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Dave stepped back to admire his reflection in the full length mirror on the back of the wardrobe door.

“Not bad,” he nodded approvingly as he scrutinised his naked torso, “not bad at all.”

He stroked his downy chest, sucked in his belly and flexed his arms. Yes, definitely the remnants of a six pack on his abdomen and his biceps were well defined. A little excess weight around the waist maybe but for a man in his forties, with precious little time available to frequent the gym, he looked pretty good.

Dave smoothed down his dark hair and eyebrows before turning sideways on to the mirror. His gaze dropped lower and a devious smile crinkled the corners of his mouth. With a wicked glint in his eyes Dave watched his own reflection as he ran his hands over his firm buttocks and thighs, his fingers gliding effortlessly over the smooth nylon webbing encasing the lower portion of his body. His fingertips caressed the black mesh tenderly before explored the constricting waistband nestled against his skin just above the tip of his tightly sheathed penis. His hands halted on the bulge protruding from beneath the silky fabric of his delicate black pantyhose. Heart pounding he began stroking, encouraging his expanding cock to twitch and strain against its nylon prison. He slowed his pace. He didn’t want a full erection yet, not yet. Heather would help him with that…oh yes, she would make him hard.

A soft shuffling in the doorway made Dave start. He turned to find the love of his life draped demurely against the doorframe, a deliciously sexy pout adorning her richly painted lips. Heather’s luscious brown eyes lit up as they met his and those long lashes he adored fluttered innocently above her perfect white smile.

“You like?” she enquired seductively running her slender red-tipped fingers over her shapely, nylon clad thighs.

Dave drew in his breath. “Oh yes.”

His eyes drank in the sensuous sight of his wife’s toned body as she leaned against the door frame wearing pure white stockings with wide lacy tops….and nothing else. His throat dried up. She looked amazing, so sexy. She was easily as stunning as she’d been when they’d first met all those years ago.

“Well?” she urged the tiniest hint of uncertainty in her voice.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he stammered, “absolutely stunning.”

Heather relaxed, her smile broadening. “I’m glad you approve.”

Dave became aware of the most delightful stirrings in his groin whilst the heat beneath the strengthened crotch of his pantyhose intensified. Beads of sweat adorned his brow and his palms glistened with clammy moisture.

“And me?” he asked nervously. “Do you like what I’m wearing?”

Dave wasn’t sure how Heather would react to seeing him in pantyhose for the first time. She’d seemed calm enough when he’d told her about his fetish but the reality of inviting her to stand in front of him whilst he was actually wearing them terrified him. Dave had kept his little fetish closeted for years, always assuming that Heather wouldn’t understand or approve. All that had changed now. A lot had changed.

Dave and Heather had come to an understanding, a new phase of honesty in their relationship, a change prompted by their children’s decision to move out. Gone were the hurried missionary position fucks they’d squeezed in after the kids had bayraklı escort gone to bed, no more hushed fingering under the covers or hand jobs in the shower. Now that the house was their own again sex was back on the addenda — in a big way! Unsatisfactory fumbles had been replaced by hours of deeply gratifying love making where no holes were barred and no fantasies left unexplored. Empty nest syndrome? No way. They fucking loved it!

“Heather?”

Heather’s impish smile licked her lips. “You look wonderful,” she mewed, “so hot. Can I feel?”

Dave beamed at her, distinctly relieved by her response. “Oh yes, please do. Feel away.”

Heather sashayed towards her husband her curvaceous hips swaying, her shapely c-cup breasts with the perky pink nipples bouncing up and down as she moved. Heather took care of her body and looked great for her age. She was lithe and sexy. She noted her husband’s approving looks with satisfaction and his obvious desire for her sent the delicious warmth of sexual arousal creeping through her veins. She stood before her besotted husband capturing his gaze as her hands slid downwards over his pantyhose. The heat radiating from her husbands engorged penis was scorching and it twitched and jerked most enticingly beneath the taught fabric.

“You’re so hot,” she breathed. “Do you like me stroking you through your silky pantyhose?”

“Oh yes, yes,” Dave groaned softly. He closed his eyes. “It feels so good.”

“And when I do this…?” she dropped to the floor at Dave’s feet pressing her full, moist lips against his encased cock.

“Oh Heather that’s wonderful,” he moaned. “Lick me, please, lick me, suck me, take me into your mouth.”

Heather tittered and cast a devilish smile up at her pantyhose clad husband. He was gorgeous, beautiful and the fact that he had finally come out about his fetish delighted her. She’d known for years of course; she’d found his tights and stockings at the back of his sock drawer but she hadn’t confronted him. The time hadn’t been right. It was now.

Heather opened her mouth and began to lick the hard mass confined beneath her husband’s nylon pantyhose. The material felt delightfully slippery beneath her tongue, a sensation which increased with the addition of her hot, wet saliva. It soaked into the fabric making it glisten with warm stickiness.

Dave stiffened and grunted. “Oh God Heather, that’s so good.”

Heather smiled to herself. She felt supremely sexy kneeling in front of Dave and lapping at his cock through a moist nylon web. She shuddered as a twinge tickled her pussy and a warm wetness as hot and sticky as the mesh beneath her tongue oozed from her exposed slit. Heather’s pulse raced and her naked loins began to undulate, writhing slowly as her pussy pulsated. She opened her mouth, wide, sucking her husband’s swollen cockhead inside her longing maw. She closed her succulent lips around it and sucked hard.

“Oh fuck! Fuck!” cried Dave as Heather’s hot mouth surrounded his nylon swathed cock.

His erection strained against its elasticated prison begging to be released. Not yet. The confinement felt wonderful; restrictive almost to the point of pain yet magnificently free. For years Dave had worn his pantyhose in secret, steeling moments to wank-off in them whenever Heather and the kids were away. How he’d longed to share his furtive activities with his wife, how he’d wished she’d do exactly what she was doing at that moment. He smiled to escort bayraklı himself as he recalled the question he’d finally found the courage to ask that very evening at the dinner table.

“Will you suck me off through a pair of tights?”

He’d said it quite out of the blue in the middle of a conversation about time-share properties and the look on Heather’s face had been priceless — total shock! Heather, however, liked the idea. Kinky sex appealed to her new-found wantonness and not thirty minutes later there they were in the bedroom all dressed up.

Heathers hands fondled Dave’s balls then stroked firmly along the length of his thick cock whilst her supple mouth increased the pressure on his sensitive tip. She licked as she sucked and her head bobbed back and forth skilfully fucking Dave’s mesh bound cock with her hot lips.

Dave groaned aloud as his balls tightened; his climax was close. “Roll then down, carefully. Do it Heather. Free me so I can come in your mouth,” he gasped urgently. “I’m close.”

Heather stopped slurping and licked her lips. She liked the taste of cum, she loved it and she was looking forward to sucking up every drop Dave produced. She’d milk him dry then kiss him to give him a taste of his own juices. A spasm made her shudder. Her own climax was building. She kissed her husband’s cockhead and kept kissing as she slid her manicured fingertips beneath the tight waistband of his pantyhose. Slowly, carefully she began to ease the pantyhose down. She manoeuvred the material over his throbbing cock gasping with delight as his eight inch length sprang forward hard as a rock.

Dave grunted loudly as Heather’s mouth swallowed-up his freshly emancipated cockhead and sealed tightly around it. His groans issued forth as his horny wife bobbed back and forth sucking hard at his cock, expertly capitulating him towards a magnificent orgasm. Dave’s buttocks tensed as he fought to keep his balance against Heather’s thrashing movements. His balls tightened, his cock twitched…soon…

Grasping her husband’s stiff shaft in a firm grip Heather began to stroke it hard whilst her mouth worked his tip. She felt the increasing heat of his erection and swooned as she tasted the honeyed sweetness of pre-cum.

“Oh God…” she moaned as his sweet juices filled her mouth.

She swirled her velvety tongue over Dave’s purple head lapping up his secretions then resumed her sucking, harder now, with one hand stroking the tingling slit between her own thighs. Her fingers circled her clit, rubbing it, stroking it, making it burn. Secretions oozed from deep within her lubricating her movements.

“Oh God…” she cried.

As her own body shook with the first delirious jolts of her climax Dave grasped the back of her head forcing his cock deep into her throat. His balls contracted and loud feral grunting accompanied the ejaculation of his hot, sticky cream straight into Heather’s gaping throat.

“Oh fuck, yes, yes,” he rasped as he expelled rope after rope of sticky cum.

Heather sighed with bliss as the sweet tasting cum filled her mouth to bursting. She opened her throat and swallowed it back thrilled by the smoothness with which it slipped down. A smile spread across her face as Dave relinquished his grip on her. She looked up at her husband with adoration. Twenty years of marriage and she’d never loved him more. How many couples could say that? And she knew just how to show her appreciation. Her tongue bayraklı escort bayan flicked out and gently lapped at Dave’s sticky cockhead, cleaning off the remnants of his creamy load.

“Oh sweetheart, do that some more,” breathed Dave shuddering.

“With pleasure,” she purred.

Taking Dave’s cock delicately between her fingers Heather began to lick him, alternating between his shaft and tip. Her lapping remained slow, tender, her licks interspersed with gently wisps of air blown out from between her puckered lips.

“Oh God…” he groaned.

“Too much? Too sensitive?”

“Yes, but don’t stop,” he urged, his pained expression giving way to one of sheer bliss.

Heather smiled and continued her work, kissing and licking until Dave’s cock was completely clean.

“My turn,” she whispered.

Taking hold of the elasticated waistband Heather carefully manipulated Dave’s pantyhose back over his receding erection, returning it to its mesh cage of restricting black nylon.

“Now me, my turn,” she repeated, “give me what I like.”

“My pleasure.”

Dave dropped to the floor beside her. He kissed her mouth firmly whilst easing her backwards on to the floor. He hooked her slender legs up over his shoulders as he dived between her thighs heading for the delicious tender slit set amidst her neatly trimmed curls of pubic hair. Dave’s passion soared as his tongue encountered the creamy stickiness of Heather’s cunt. He licked her greedily, sucking up her juices whilst stimulating more.

Heather groaned. She tightened her silken legs around Dave’s earlobes gripping him in a nylon vice whilst his hands clutched at her thighs exploring the exquisite texture of her elasticated stocking tops. Grunts of pleasure issued from both of them as Dave’s tongue plunged deep inside his wife’s burning cunt, licking and slurping whilst his lips sucked thirstily at her flowing juices.

Heather let out a sharp squeal. “Make me come, I want to come.”

Another orgasm was brewing inside her but it would take some expert fingering to unleash its full fury. Dave knew exactly what to do…

“Oh fuck, yes!” she cried as she felt the steady rub of Dave’s fingertips against her pulsating clit. “Yes, YES!” Her body bucked as the exquisite waves of her orgasm cascaded through her. “Oh God! “Aaahhh, fuck!”

Heather exploded! Her orgasm produced a rush of squirting juices which issued forth without warning. Her torrent hit Dave full in the face coating his skin with slippery, hot girl-cum fresh from her fiery cunt.

Heather’s body stiffened then dropped to the deck limp as a rag dog. Her chest rose and fell rapidly and a mist of sweat clung to her upper lip. She looked-up into the face of her shocked husband and immediately began to giggle, a huge smile adorning her youthful face.

“I guess I’m a squirter!” she laughed. “Who knew?”

“Certainly took me by surprise!” Dave gaped gazing at his wife in awe. He wiped her slippery juices from his face, flicking them back at her whilst Heather giggled harder.

“I love you,” he declared beaming at her.

“Back at you.”

“And these?” he asked stroking his silken crotch. “Any problems?”

“Seemed to work well enough for me.”

“They did, didn’t they?” Dave ran a hand over the sticky mess clinging to the fabric. “Might need a bit of a wash now!” he grinned sheepishly.

“Definitely – messy bastard! Don’t take them off yet though. We’re not done, are we?” she smiled eying up the steadily growing bulge beneath her husband’s pantyhose.

“Nope,” he agreed eagerly, “I don’t think we are.”

*

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*all characters are over 18 years old in this story*

Adriana and Avery had been married for just a little over a year. At thirty years old they still had a long and wonderful life ahead of them. They had met through a mutual friend two years earlier and it had been love at first sight.

They were both down to Earth people. They enjoyed game night with their friends, watching movies snuggled up together on the sofa, playing a round of golf on the weekends, taking walks at the beach, and generally just being together.

Avery was 5’7″ and weighed about 168 pounds. He had hazel eyes and short black hair. He had a natural olive complexion and though he wasn’t ripped he took pride in keeping his body in shape. He was the life of the party everywhere he went. He exuded positive energy and people were naturally drawn to him. He was kind, compassionate, a loyal friend, and overall just a good guy. His one bad quality was that he was extremely jealous. He didn’t like it when Adriana talked to other men or was around them at all. It was an issue he was working on.

Avery was a hard worker. He took great care in his work and his commitment to a job well done had quickly gotten him noticed at work. This resulted in him being promoted as a partner in the law firm. The new job meant more money, better benefits, but on the flip side it also meant longer hours.

Adriana was 5’3″ and weighed 120 pounds. She wasn’t runway material by any means but she wasn’t a sore sight either. She had light brown hair that cascaded down her back, piercing blue eyes, and a megawatt smile that lit up the entire room. She had flawless ivory skin and she had curves in all the right places. Adriana was more of a wall flower than Avery. She preferred the company of her closest friends to that of mingling at parties. She was upbeat and optimistic but she was also reserved. It took her awhile to make friends but when she did she formed strong relationships.

Adriana loved learning but it had taken her a long time to find something that she loved enough to make a career out of it. Adriana loved baking cakes. It started out as just a hobby but Avery saw how happy it made her and convinced her to at least give baking a try as a career. He had helped her open her own store front and though the business had been open for less than a year they were holding their own. The money wasn’t great as the start up costs had been more than either Avery or Adriana had expected but the joy it brought Adriana was worth it.

Outside in the real world Adriana and Avery were your everyday, run of the mill kind of couple. They hung out with their friends, worked hard, went to church, and visited their families as much as they could.

Behind closed doors it was a different story. Neither of them had experimented much with sex prior to meeting one another so when they found each other it was as if a whole new world had been opened up to them. They were both adventurous in their everyday lives and that trait carried over into their sex lives. Nothing was off limits. They wanted to experience bayındır escort bayan everything.

They had experimented with some light BDSM but neither of them got much out of it. Avery had no interest whatsoever in hurting Adriana even it was for pleasure and Adriana preferred not to have her skin marked in any way, shape, or form. They decided BDSM wasn’t really for them but they kept the furry pink handcuffs for the occasional tie up session.

Of course, they tried other things as well from inviting another person to join in, mutual masturbation, playing with a variety of toys, and experimenting with several fetishes but what they both loved the most was role play and anal.

They had both been busy at work. Avery had taken on a new high profile case that kept him at the office late and Adriana had cake and cupcake orders coming out of her ears for holiday themed cakes, graduation cakes, and prom after parties. It also seemed that baby shower cakes had increased quite a bit over the last two months. She was at the bakery late into the night and there before the sun rose in the mornings.

Finally the summer came around. Avery had won his case and was working on some smaller cases that didn’t require as much of his time. Adriana wasn’t swamped with cake orders at the bakery anymore. The world had stopped spinning fiercely on its axel for a moment to let them breathe.

Saturday approached at long last and after sleeping in, enjoying a brunch at their favorite local establishment, and a round of golf Avery and Adriana went home to enjoy the rest of their weekend.

They settled on the sofa to watch the latest episode of Doctor Who with Blue Moons and artichoke dip. When the show was over and they had both finished a second beer Adriana tilted her head up to place a kiss on Avery’s neck. He looked down at her as she rested in the crook of his arm and he knew by the seductive smile on her face that she was in the mood to play.

“You aren’t going to let me sleep tonight are you?” Avery tried to keep his voice stern as he asked the question but he couldn’t mask his own playful mood.

“Am I that obvious?”

“Yes ma’am you are. Anything in particular you have on your mind tonight or do you just want to see where the night takes us?”

“I was thinking we would play out your favorite scene. How does that sound?” Adriana batted her eyelashes at Avery as she awaited his answer.

“That’s a silly question! I’ll do that any time, any where, any day. Lead the way baby girl.”

Adriana stood up, held out her hand to Avery, and pulled him after her to their bedroom. Avery chuckled at her eagerness and feigned hurt when she pushed him on the bed.

“You get ready in here while I go get dolled up in the bathroom,” Adriana giggled as she placed a long kiss on Avery’s lips. “I’ll be right back.”

Adriana put on a white garter that held up her sheer white thigh high stockings, a pleated red plaid mini skirt, a white half cup lacy bra, and a white button down blouse that she tied escort bayındır in a knot just above her belly button. Her hair cascaded around her shoulders. Adriana opened the bathroom door and smiled at Avery.

“Hi Daddy,” Adriana said coyly.

“Hello my little college girl. You want to come sit on Daddy’s lap and tell me about your day?”

“Yes Daddy.”

Adriana tiptoed over to Avery and sat on his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.

“So what did my precious, studious, college girl do today at University?”

“I had science and English class today before lunch. Then at lunch Beth, Amy, and I drove to Mario’s for pasta and then met up with Brad for a study session. After lunch I had my core classes. Later we all just wanted to blow off some steam. We played dodge ball but I got out almost right away because I threw the ball at Brad and he caught it.”

“Who is this Brad?”

“He is this dreamy boy! He plays point guard on the basketball team. He is uber hot!”

“I don’t think I like this Brad boy…”

“Oh Daddy,” Adriana giggled.

“Do you remember your promise to me?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“What did you promise me?”

“That I will a good girl and not let the boys at college kiss, touch, or do anything with me.”

“Good girl. And have you kept that promise?”

“Yes Daddy!”

“That’s my good princess!”

Adriana startled to wiggle her ass against the bulge in Avery’s green boxers.

“Daddy, what is that?”

“What’s what honey?”

“That thing I feel under my bottom.”

“That is a penis sweetheart. Every man has one. Have you ever seen a penis before?”

“No.”

“Do you want to see one?”

“I guess so.”

“Alright stand up then. I’m going to show you mine.”

Adriana climbed off of Avery’s lap. Avery stood up and pushed his boxers down to the ground. He took hold of his cock and smiled at Adriana.

“This is a penis sweetie.”

“Wow Daddy, it’s so big. It looks angry.”

“It’s not angry. It’s very, very happy,” Avery smirked.

“Why is it happy?”

“It likes having you look at him. It likes being in front of you. It likes you.”

“Why?”

“You are very beautiful. He likes beautiful girls.”

“Ahhh! He is sweet! What does a penis do Daddy?”

“It goes on adventures with beautiful girls.”

Adriana clapped and jumped up and down. “I like adventures! Can your penis take me on an adventure Daddy?”

“Is that really what you want baby girl?”

“Yes Daddy! I want to go on an adventure!”

“Alright. I would like that too. In order to go on an adventure I need you to climb on the bed and get on your hands and knees. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes Daddy!” Adriana climbed up on the bed and got into the position Avery had instructed her to get in. She looked back over her shoulder at him as he climbed on the bed behind her.

“I’m going to lift up your skirt sweetie. I’ve got to get you prepped for our adventure. I’ve got to put some cold liquid bayındır escort in your bottom to make our adventure more pleasant. Just relax okay?”

“Okay.” Avery knelt on his knees behind Adriana. He squeezed some lube on his finger. Before he began to work it into her ass he leaned down and began to probe her ass with his tongue. “Ohhhh! Daddy, that feels really good!”

Avery continued his sweet assault on Adriana’s ass until she was writhing beneath him, pushing back against his mouth. Then he took his lubricated finger and began to slowly and gently work the lube into her wet rosebud. Adriana moaned.

Avery worked in a second finger continuing to stretch her ass open to get her ready for his now throbbing cock. When she was nice and wet Avery scooted up closer to Adriana’s ass.

“Baby, I’m going to put my penis in your pretty bottom now. Are you ready?”

“Is it going to hurt Daddy?”

“It might hurt a little bit but if you just relax and breathe it won’t hurt very long or very badly. It can be really fun. Are you ready?”

“Yes. I’m ready. Let the adventure begin!”

Avery took hold of his throbbing erection and ran it up and down Adriana’s tight ass. He pushed the tip of his cock into her ass. Adriana moaned as Avery slowly worked his cock all the way into her ass. Inch by inch he sank deeper and deeper into her awaiting ass. When Avery was buried balls deep in her ass he paused a second and grabbed hold of her cheeks. He fondled her ass as he relished in the feeling of her ass sheathing his cock.

He reached around her and began to rub her clit slowly. As Adriana’s moans became louder and louder Avery wrapped his other arm around her pulling her back to his chest. With one hand he kneaded her tits through her shirt and with the other he continued to make slow, slippery circles on her hard clit.

He pulled out of her tight ass slowly and then rammed his cock back into her. Adriana leaned her head back against Avery’s chest as he continued to push in and pull out of her ass causing tremors of ecstasy to rush through her body like waves crashing against the coast.

They got lost in each other. The rest of the world paused around them as they sought release from one another. When the pressure began to build in Avery he pushed Adriana down so that she was back in the same position she had started in. He took hold of her hair and wrapped it around his hands. Using her hair as leverage Avery arched his back and began to pound away at Adriana’s ass. He could feel his own release quickly approaching.

“You have the tightest fucking ass I’ve ever had around my penis. I’m going to cum now. Oh fuck, I can’t wait any longer. Here it comes…. Ohhhh fuck!” Avery growled through gritted teeth as he emptied his sperm deep inside of Adriana’s bowels.

At the feeling of her insides being coated with his hot cum Adriana’s own orgasm overtook her and her breathe caught in her throat as her powerful orgasm ripped through her body. Adriana’s ears rang with the force of her orgasm. Avery let go of her pigtails, pulled out, and collapsed in the bed next to Adriana.

“Fuck baby, that was amazing! I love you,” Avery managed to say as he struggled to catch his breath.

“I love you too Avery!” Avery pulled Adriana close to him, wrapped his arm around her, and they drifted off to sleep satisfied and content.

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A Dutch Treat

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There was just something about her. From all the way across the crowded reception hall, she caught Larry’s eye. Larry had been thinking about cutting out early. He had been invited to the wedding of a friend of a friend mostly to be a “seat-filler” he thought. Or to even up the number of unattached males to females. But it seemed that most of the ladies had “paired off” with other guys and, with no promising prospects in sight, he was ready to head out. Until he saw her.

Larry walked the long way around the large room until he was behind the lady in question. She had her brown hair up in a style that revealed a delicious-looking neck. But Larry was having a hard time getting a sense of her body. She wore a long pale-blue cocktail dress with a jacket or blazer over it. It looked odd from across the room and looked odd now that he was almost directly behind her. She was not very tall, maybe 5’1″ or 5’2″ compared to Larry’s 6’2″. As she stood at the edge of a group of couples, she was swaying to the music in a way that confirmed Larry’s long-distance appraisal that she had a pretty face. But that body. Larry surveyed up and down and couldn’t get a read.

“Take a picture. It will last longer,” a voice intoned.

Startled, Larry looked up and the mysterious lady had caught him “sizing her up”. He blushed and looked at the floor sheepishly.

“What’s the matter? Did I embarrass you? I didn’t mean to. That’s just something I say when I notice someone looking at me,” she said with a funny smile.

“I’m Larry. Sorry if I was staring,” he managed to say softly.

“Denice. And it’s really ok. I’m flattered, with all the pretty girls that are here tonight,” she said.

Denice had a vaguely foreign accent that Larry couldn’t place. He was becoming more and more interested in her. He decided against leaving and asked Denice to dance. The DJ had just put on a slow song.

“I’m really not much of a dancer. I’m kind of clumsy, I guess. But if you want stand in one place and sway, I’m game,” Denice said with a smile.

Larry took her by the hand and they found an empty corner of the dance-floor. He took her in his arms and began to get a sense of Denice’s body. She was stacked! His hand sank into the loosely hanging fabric of the blazer until it found her waist, which seemed tiny and flared out to what Larry assumed were nicely-rounded hips. As they swayed he held her just close enough that her bust brushed against his chest, or rather his mid-section. Larry tried not to grope his new friend and played it as cool as his sudden excitement allowed. Soon the slow number was over and they fled the dance floor before the manic “club music” became too loud.

They tried to talk over the din, but it was futile. Larry took her by the hand and led her outside. The evening was warm and quiet.

“This is much better,” Larry said as he smiled at Denice.

“Oh yes. It was too noisy and kind of stuffy çeşme escort in there,” she agreed. She looked up at the stars and slowly turned away from Larry. He watched her as she slowly spun around looking skyward. As she did, she unbuttoned and slipped off her blazer. Larry’s jaw dropped.

Denice looked at Larry and saw him staring. It was her turn to blush. When she finally caught his eye, they giggled like children.

“Yeah, you see why I try to cover up,” Denice admitted. “It’s either that or wear big, baggy, sweaters. And in the summer that really doesn’t work.”

“Wow,” was all that Larry could get out. “Denice, you’re gorgeous! Are you a model or something?”

“A model? Me? No! Models are tall and statuesque. I’m too short and not the shape for modeling,” Denice said, flattered.

In the clingy cocktail dress, Denice cut a remarkable figure. If she wasn’t built for modeling, she was built to impress any red-blooded male. Although the dress was not cut low, her huge breasts strained the fabric. Her waist tapered to an impossibly tiny proportion and her hips completed a perfectly symmetrical hour-glass figure. Larry was drinking in the vision before him.

“I don’t like the way I look. I bloomed early. It was a pain having grown men whistle and cat-call at me when I was still in high school. And the boys assumed I was a whore. It’s ironic that I never dated because they all thought I was a slut. Isn’t that crazy?”

“I’m sorry, Denice. I don’t mean to stare. It’s just that you look like you stepped out of one of my dreams, honestly,” Larry was trying to make her feel at ease. He didn’t want her to leave.

“Well, I haven’t told many people this, but my parents were worried by my early development and took me to doctors. I ended up on all kinds of hormone therapy that, well, didn’t help. Not that I know what they were trying to do. Reverse my puberty, I guess,” Denice looked back up at the stars.

“It doesn’t look like they did any harm. I mean, that is, you are beautiful,” Larry gushed.

“Let’s go somewhere private, Larry,” Denice said with a smile.

Larry walked her to his car and they drove back to his apartment. Once inside, Larry put on some quiet music and poured two glasses of wine. On the sofa, they sat close together and talked. They became comfortable with each other as they talked about their lives. Denice was from the Netherlands, explaining her accent. Larry told her about his long engagement that had ended six months before and left him reluctant to date again.

“I need to excuse myself, Larry,” she said.

“Yes, the wine goes right through me too,” he joked.

“No, it’s not that. It’s, well, one of the side-effects of the hormones,” Denice offered.

Larry looked confused. Denice sighed and seemed to think about whether she should say more.

“My body thinks I’m pregnant. I know that sounds crazy, but it’s escort çeşme true. I’ve been off those damned drugs for years now, but that’s the truth. I can’t get pregnant and my breasts…produce…well, milk, like a cow or something,” Denice was becoming upset.

Larry held her hand softly and tried to comfort her.

“That’s why I wear a jacket or a sweater everywhere I go all year around. I don’t want to leak through. I even use these.”

She reached down the neck of her gown and pulled out a round, white cotton pad. She handed it to Larry. It was soaking wet. Instinctively, he licked the tip of his index finger and tasted the sweet, sticky liquid. He didn’t know what to say.

“I’ll be right back,” Denice said as she grabbed her purse and walked quickly to the bathroom.

As Larry sat on the sofa holding the wet cotton pad, he became aware of how aroused he was. His cock was as hard as it could get given the boxers and slacks he was wearing. He looked at the pad and brought it to his lips. He sucked on it and tasted the sweet milk. He pictured the gorgeous Denice with her outrageous curvy, figure sitting next to him naked, her breasts leaking white droplets of this nectar.

Denice returned to the sofa.

“I should probably go home and take care of this. I was thinking about leaving the party when we started talking and kind of forgot I’d need to deal with this. I have to pump two or three times a day. It gets painful, aside from the…leaking,” she said.

“Is there anything I can do to help? I don’t want you to leave.” Larry asked, once again holding her hand.

Their eyes locked. In a moment volumes were spoken without a word. They moved close together and kissed deeply. It was like a dam had broken and they each kissed the other with a longing that surprised them both. Neither one knew if it was more love or lust, but they only wanted to be together.

“Yes, Larry. There is something you can do,” Denice said and stood before him.

She reached behind herself to unzip the dress. It loosen on her amazing frame and then fell to the floor. As she stepped out of her heels, she was wearing only a white thong and a heavy-duty white lace bra. She reached behind herself and it loosen and fell to the floor. Larry gasped but didn’t move. Denice’s breasts were huge round orbs of palest white. They stood out from her chest in their fullness at once defying and yielding to the law of gravity. Larry couldn’t guess at the size. Each seemed as big as her head. As pale as the skin of her breasts was, her nipples were a deep pinkish-purple. They aureole were drawn up tightly around each long, thick nub. Larry felt his lips pucker instinctively. She sat back down and took Larry’s head in her hands until he laid across her lap. He wrapped his arms around her and gently moved his mouth to cover her enormous left nipple.

Denice cupped her huge left breast with one çeşme escort bayan hand and cradled Larry’s head with the other. She felt him gently latch on and immediately felt a massive “letting down” as the milk that had been building up in her breasts began to flow. Larry sucked and suckled and swallowed the sweet, warm milk. His lips and tongue tugged and pulled in a rhythmic pumping that made Denice moan softly.

“Suck harder,” she whispered in Larry’s ear. And she felt him increase the suction and pull even harder on the the thick teat. As her breast pulsed and warmed to Larry’s attention, Denice felt a dull ache deep inside her pussy. The more Larry suckled, the more her clit began to tingle and stiffen. She moaned reflexively and rubbed her thighs together. She could feel how wet her pussy was.

“Oh, Larry, it feels so good. I needed this so badly. Please suck the other one now,” Denice whispered with carnal urgency. Larry cupped the other gigantic breast and moved his attentions to its hugely engorged nipple. Denice moved one hand to her pussy and rubbed the warm outer lips through her thong. She ran her other hand along Larry’s body to the aching hardness in his pants.

As Larry sucked deeply on her other breast and its milk fairly poured into his hungry mouth, he felt Denice free his cock to fully stiffen and stroke its newly freed length. Larry moaned around her fleshy breast, not breaking contact or slowing his suckling frenzy. Looking down at Larry as he fed on her bounteous breasts, Denice’s fingers pushed her thong aside and rubbed her stiff clitoris. She dipped a finger into her hot, wet, pussy and pumped it in time to Larry’s sucking. As she felt him brush his teeth against her huge, thick nipple, she cried out and felt her pussy explode in a gush of wetness. Her hand stroked and jacked his thick cock. Larry’s hips began to buck instinctively. He was building to a huge climax. Denice’s hips jerked and spasmed as her pussy convulsed around her finger.

She pushed Larry away and in an animal voice growled at him, “Fuck me now. Shove that hard cock in me now!”

Larry pulled away so that he could push Denice’s legs apart then, still wearing his clothes, shoved his exposed cock past her thong deeply burying it in her still-coming cunt. He pumped his man-meat into her hard and deep. Denice’s eyes glazed over as her cunt exploded again, flooding with her juices. She saw Larry looming above her. He was snarling as he pumped his cock violently into her. She reached down to hold her enormous tits and pumped still more milk from them. Needle-like jets of the warm, sticky milk arced up at Larry as his cock exploded pumping a massive cumload deep into Denice’s hungry pussy. Larry shouted and grunted as he bucked and pumped his cock into her until he was spent. He fell beside her.

They lay together for hours, dozing and rousing. When the morning finally came, she looked into each other’s eyes.

“You said you have to pump two or three times a day?” he asked.

“Sometimes more,” she said. “In fact I can feel they need some attention even now.”

“Well, I’m ready to give them all the attention they’ll ever need,” he said as his mouth closed around a thick nipple.

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