His Rules

His Rules

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It was Tarantina’s turn to surprise me. I should have seen it coming, really. For our clandestine dates we would agree a place to meet, and then I would suggest an itinerary, usually involving a meal and a hotel. We went to different places each time to avoid suspicion. Getting away with a long-standing affair takes a bit of cunning and covering your tracks. Tradecraft, as the writers of spy novels call it. This time, she told me exactly where to meet her — at a cocktail bar in a 5-star hotel — at nine o’clock. Oh, and I had to dress sharp. Getting out in the evenings can be a bit tricky, but with enough notice I can come up with a convincing excuse. Work. Clients. That sort of malarkey. And dressing up goes with the territory.

When I arrived at the bar I took one look at Tarantina and realised this wasn’t going to be an ordinary evening. She was a wearing a sheer silvery-white dress with a slash cut on the neck, and tiny little straps. It was the sort of thing you could roll up into a clutch purse if you took it off, and something told me she had every intention of doing so.

We stayed for a couple of drinks and then she led me up the street. I asked her where we were going but all she would say was ‘you’ll see’. As we strode out we had one of those conversations where you say everything except what you’re thinking, which in my case was how gorgeous her ass looked in the dress, and what I wanted to do to it.

Half a block later she turned sharply into an alleyway, and then descended down a flight of steps to where a handful of pre-Georgian houses opened onto a courtyard. This was old London. It was pitch black in the courtyard, but a slit was visible in the heavy oak door of one of the houses. It slid across. A few seconds later the door opened. A couple went in. And then it closed again. Tarantina led us toward it. She knocked three times — how the hell did she know to do that? — and the slit opened.

‘Private party,’ said a man’s voice.

‘We’re on the guest list,’ she said.

‘Names?’

‘Tara and Seba.’

As we waited she pushed her body back into mine. I grabbed her waist and pulled her tight. My cock sprang into action and let that gorgeous ass know just how pleased it was to be making contact.

‘Welcome,’ said the voice, and the door swung open, heavy and slow.

Inside, flagstone floors, burning candles and the revelry of centuries filled the air. A woman ran by, dressed in only a red basque with her nipples cantilevered out the top, pursued by a man in a leather apron. As he passed, we saw he was wearing nothing else, his backside on show to the world.

Tarantina — or Tara as she was calling herself tonight — was laughing triumphantly, as if the place was already proving to be as much fun as she’d hoped.

I pulled her close again and kissed her hard. Our tongues were getting very twisted and my hands were about ready to roam when she broke it off.

‘Before we go inside,’ she said, ‘we need some rules.’

‘Same as before?’

‘No, darling, last time it was my rules, this time it’s your rules. It’s only fair.’

Fair my arse. She was a sub at heart. She wanted the thrill of me being in control.

I said, ‘In a place like this, a woman as good looking as you is going to get a lot of offers. And there are some men who enjoy being cuckolded. I’m not one of them. I have no desire to watch you getting pleasured while I make do with Mrs Palm. If a hot guy comes onto you, and you want to play, that’s cool.’

‘No limits?’

‘No limits. But his partner has to be up for playing with me too.’

‘You want me to pimp for you?’

‘Exactly. You’re my bait.’

She thought about it for a second. ‘Okay. But what if a girl comes onto me?’

‘Same. She needs to bring a friend.’

‘What if the friend’s a man?’ She said it with a little smile and I realised I’d been set up.

‘Then he has to be up for playing. Two guys watching their women get it on is a lot better than standing there by myself. But I still don’t want to be an observer.’

Tara gave me a little frown. ‘I’m not sure how many straight men are going to want to do that.’

I shrugged. ‘I’m straight.’

She laughed. ‘Except when you’re gay.’

All during the negotiation we’d been standing in the hallway, and completely forgotten about the man who’d let us in. He cleared his throat to remind us he was there.

He was wearing a leather apron. I wondered if it was some sort of staff uniform.

‘Don’t worry,’ he said. He pointed to an open door at the end of the passage. ‘You’ll find everything you want in there. And more.’

Tara led us down the hallway and I got another glimpse of that ass.

‘Actually Tara,’ I said.

She was in the doorway, about to enter the main room. She stopped and turned. ‘Yes?’

‘There’s one limit.’

She smiled. ‘My ass, right? You’re so gay.’

She knew that my love of anal didn’t mean I was gay, and I knew that she knew that I knew that she knew. But it was still funny, so bursa escort I didn’t care. That’s what I loved about Tara, she didn’t give a shit. We were on a wavelength where it didn’t matter.

‘No. Your orgasm. You’re not allowed to cum with anyone else.’

She stood there, shocked, for a minute. ‘What if I cum by accident? That happens sometimes, you know.’

‘I’ll bet there’s a dungeon here, somewhere. It’s simple. You’ll be tied up and tortured. And I mean properly.’

‘Maybe I’ll like that,’ she said with a wink.

I shrugged. ‘Try it and see. Either way, you’re still my bait.’

She rolled her eyes. ‘Are we going in or not?’ I held my arm out and she took it.

We swept into the main room of the ancient house. A fireplace racked high with hardwood burned hot on the back wall. Animal skins adorned the rest. Women with sharp-cut blonde and red hair strutted the room in black hide mini skirts and matching bras. The men looked like they’d stepped out of a Tom of Finland retrospective, all bulging and skin-tight. None of them were intimidatingly young and beautiful though. They’d just got the memo about the dress code.

As if she read my mind, Tara said in my ear, ‘Don’t worry, we’ll all be naked soon.’

Nothing will make a man harder, or more idiotic, than the possibility of new pussy. Tara, for reasons that are still unclear to me, decided this was the moment to check. The back of her hand brushed across the front of my trousers and, encountering the protuberance she was expecting, saw fit to run her nails up and down it.

We got a drink and it didn’t take long for a couple to make a bee-line for us. I found it slightly hard to speak as we all introduced ourselves. The other couple were David and Caroline. Sounded like their real names, I thought. How weird. She was skinny, blonde and angular, in tight silver leggings, with a deep, husky voice. He looked like an old tennis pro, deeply tanned and a little too thin for his own skin. But they both beamed at us like old friends, and there was no mistaking their intentions. I would have happily gone off to the fun room, but Tara wanted to window shop. We mingled and were chatted up by the exact men I’d been expecting. They’d brought their partners along but really it was an excuse to nail someone new. Their girls would put up with it or maybe fondle a little bit, but all the attention was coming Tara’s way.

‘Remember the rules,’ I reminded her, more than once. ‘I have to choke the chicken enough at home. I’m not doing it here too.’

My hopes rose a little too high when a pair of women, both in the leather mini and bra outfit, one blonde, one red, chatted us up for a while. But Tara, playing to the rules, cut them loose when they explained they were trying to recruit a sapphic mini orgy in one of the private rooms.

Going in search of these rooms that we kept hearing about, we met another couple doing the same. Guy and Frieda were quick to introduce themselves. She was a brunette, like Tara, not as good-looking, but by no means unattractive, especially her body which was taught and lean. She was wearing a pair of hot pants that showed off runners legs and a tiny t-shirt barely covering a miniscule pair of tits that nonetheless sported nipples that longed to be nibbled through the jersey. He was similar in build, tall and lean, with curly hair, bright eyes, and a broad grin. I wondered if he was Tara’s type.

The four of us moved as a group into one of the rooms. Tara seemed interested, talking to him, while I chatted up Frieda. There was already a couple on the bed. She was in the house uniform, and while I’d suspected that none of the women in the leather skirts were wearing panties, this was the first time I’d had any real proof. Her partner had pushed it up around her waist, revealing a thick but well-shaped bush, which he was alternately stroking and licking.

When he saw us enter he turned, and spread her cunt with his fingers so we could see her large clit, red and pulsing like a little dick.

‘Anyone want a taste?’

Guy gave a nervous laugh and Frieda pushed him forward. He took a nervous step forward and Tara turned to me with surprised face. She didn’t like the idea of him doing it.

Frieda said to us. ‘He loves going down.’ She added with a laugh, ‘It’s why I put up with him.’

‘He can always go down on me,’ Tara said.

Frieda and I must have looked as surprised as each other, because Tara said, ‘What? It’s what we’re all here for isn’t it? Let’s go find a room.’

Guy needed no further invitation. He took off ahead of us, only at the last moment thinking to reach back and grab Frieda by the hand.

As Tara and I followed, I said to her. ‘Remember the rules.’

‘Are you kidding? She can’t wait to get her hands on you.’

‘You think? What about him, do you fancy him?’

She gave a little smile. ‘I’ll see how it goes.’

Guy led us into a room with a medieval theme. There was a canopy bed with handy ropes and leather ties attached bursa escort bayan to its wooden posts. I was already beginning to grow hard at the thought of getting my hands on Frieda, and the possibility of tying her up first was accelerating it. I headed across the room towards her and Guy when I saw a suit of armour in the corner. There was definitely someone inside it, because the codpiece had been removed, and a hard cock was sticking out.

I said to the others, ‘Check this out. I’ve heard of a glory hole, but this is crazy.’

Frieda took one look and dropped to her knees. She took the cock in one hand and spat on the other, then started giving the lucky guy a two-fisted handjob. How long he’d been waiting in that suit I had no idea, but this was definitely what he’d been hoping for. The sounds of satisfaction from the behind the iron mask came fast and loud.

‘You need some help there?’ Guy said to his partner. He dropped to his knees and took over, expertly working his fingers around the shaft.

Frieda got up and held her hand out for someone to go and join her on the bed. I was soon disappointed though when waved to Tara.

I was about to say, ‘Rules?’ when Guy said to me, ‘Seb, come over here.’

I wasn’t sure but I went along with it. I have to admit my eyes were fixed on the women. I wanted to see Frieda naked and I wanted to see what she’d do with Tara.

As soon as I arrived, Guy, still on his knees, whipped down my zipper and took out my cock. He began playing with it and I didn’t mind one bit. Frieda’s shirt had come off and her tits were exactly as I’d imagined — tiny but with long, elegant nipples. She was on her knees on the bed and Tara played with her nipples for a while before getting her to stand and began to pull down her hot pants. I think she knew I was watching and would be desperate to get a glimpse of the other woman’s pussy.

‘She has the most gorgeous clit,’ Guy said to me, and then I felt the warmth of his mouth on my cock head. Again, I didn’t mind one bit. Frieda’s pussy, it turned out, was completely shaved. Tara was admiring it while getting her own clothes off. And I was getting my cock sucked by another man who was alternating between me and another chap in a suit of armour.

Suddenly Guy stood up. I figured it was my turn and I reached out for his member. It felt exciting to have it in my hands. He’d made it feel normal for me and I wanted to do the same for him. I pulled him in front of me, placed my own cock between his cheeks, then reached around and started to wank him, so that he could enjoy it while watching my lover go down on his.

He put his hand on my arm and squeezed gently. ‘I didn’t think you’d be so open minded,’ he said.

‘What’s wrong with being nice to each other?’ I said.

We both enjoyed the moment, and then Frieda’s voice broke the reverie. ‘You guys are making us too horny,’ she said. I realised they were watching us more than playing with each other.

‘You need to get over here and fuck us,’ Tara added. ‘Now.’

We jumped on them. Me on Tara and Guy on Frieda. I didn’t wait to see what they were doing, I pushed my girl’s knees back and drove my cock into her, deep and hard. She let out a moan of satisfaction that went on and on for a number of minutes, barely pausing to stop for breath. I rode her until I couldn’t take any more, I was seconds from blowing a load and the night had only begun.

Tara sat up and gave me a long kiss as she normally would before going to another position, but then instead of moving onto her knees or her side, she rolled away. For a second I didn’t know where she was going until I looked to where she’d rolled. It wasn’t an empty bed. Guy was waiting for her. She’d seen him. I turned the other way and there, waiting for me wearing nothing but a smile, was Frieda.

I’d been wanting to get my hands on her lithe body and she didn’t disappoint. Her legs were slim but taught, and between them was that beautiful bare mound I’d been hoping to get to know. I climbed on top and we started kissing. I tweaked her long nipples and sucked on them, although it didn’t get her going the way it does with Tara, who almost cums with enough nipple attention.

Behind me I could hear Tara getting the right sort of attention now from Guy. I didn’t want to turn and look but whatever was happening she was enjoying it. Frieda took my distraction as an opportunity to push me back so I was laying on the bed. Then before I knew what had hit me, her mouth enveloped my cock. Wow, did she know what she was doing. Before long I was feeling the spunk rising. I didn’t want to cum too fast, but I didn’t want her to stop either.

I felt a tug on my arm. I turned. It was Tara. Guy was fucking her hard and she was breathlessly trying to tell me something.

‘I can’t help it, I’m going to…’

I couldn’t tell her to stop, it would spoil Guy’s fun too, so instead I slipped backward on the bed, hoping Frieda would follow, so I could kiss Tara. We görükle escort bayan locked lips and reached back with my hands to pull us tight.

Frieda, I think, understood exactly what was going on. Her mouth returned to my cock and her hand motions doubled in speed. Within seconds I was at the point of no return.

‘I’m cumming too,’ I said to Tara. ‘Cum with me baby, cum with me…’

It was all both of us needed. Tara howled with pleasure in my ear while I pulled tight on her hair and let fly into Frieda’s mouth.

We held each other that way, sharing the pinnacle moment, unable to move and barely breathe, for many minutes. When eventually we let each other go with a small giggle, Frieda and Guy had already found each other. He was doing her from behind and the two of them were lost in their own world of pleasure. I pulled Tara onto me and rubbed her clit while we watched them. She had another mini-orgasm and the noise of it set Frieda off, which was then the cue for Guy. The man had stamina, I had to give him that, but he had to finish sometime.

Soon after, the four of us grabbed our clothes and went off exploring again, and we soon found the dungeon. A man was tied to a wheel and was being whipped by one of the girls in the leather minis — this one bright red. Welts the same colour as her skirt were appearing all over his back and buttocks.

‘Would you really have done that to me, if I hadn’t cum with you?’ Tara said.

‘Of course not,’ I said. I added, ‘I would have let one of the girls do it.’

She punched me in the arm. I deserved it.

We dressed and went back upstairs to get another drink and do some window shopping. The venue was filling up now, and people were getting more relaxed. We mingled, keeping our eyes open, tapping each other on the arm to when we saw a hand disappearing up a skirt, or into flies. We saw one guy putting a couple of drops of something in one of the girls’ drinks — with her full knowledge of course. She downed it in one then brought him to her for a long wet snog.

In the main room, the lights had come down and more and more clothes had come off. It was almost like a nude disco. We danced for a while, accepting any glances or hands that came our way, then stopped for a break. Noises were coming from a corridor off the main room, where we hadn’t explored yet. We headed up it, only to pass a very happy, giggly, satisfied couple coming the other way. Whatever they’d found, it looked enticing. But when we arrived, it was nothing but a dead end. A door. With no handle. And yet there was music coming from inside.

Tara knocked. The door opened and we were none the wiser. We could see nothing. It was pitch black. A woman’s voice said, ‘Come in if you’re coming in.’

We slipped inside. The door closed and it was almost completely dark. Only the faintest outline of figures could be seen ahead of us. Some taller. Some smaller. Male. Female. Tara grabbed my hand. ‘Stay with me.’ The music wasn’t too loud but had a heavy beat and bodies were moving to it. We joined the dance floor and soon we felt hands creeping everywhere. I felt Tara’s hand slip away from mine. She’d let go! I felt all alone for a second, until I felt a much shorter woman move in front of me. She put her arms around my neck and we danced together for a few minutes, then she pulled me tight, and said, ‘I was hoping I might bump into you again.’ I recognised that voice. It was Caroline, who we’d met when we first arrived.

She started pulling my shirt off and I realised as I felt for hers that she was already topless. Her tits were firm and she liked having them felt. I started sucking on them and she loved that even more. Without any delay her hands then found their way to my trousers. She felt my already-hard cock through the material. I was enjoying every second but I knew it would turn me on even more to feel her cunt at the same time.

I wondered for a second if Tara was doing much the same and, convinced that she was, I put my hand on the button of Caroline’s silver jeans. Meeting no resistance I popped it open, then went for the zipper. It slid down and my greedy hand followed. I felt some pubes and pushed further down and what I then felt shocked me. There was no wet slit as I was expecting, but a small and very hard cock.

Some trannies are very beautiful and Caroline was definitely one of them. She was all woman. What she had between her legs didn’t matter. It wasn’t a cock, I told myself, just a really big clit. She seemed pleased that I hadn’t pulled away because she kissed me hard. Then she whispered in my ear, ‘Fuck me, Seb.’

She turned around so that my cock was pressing against her ass and I began dry humping her. She led me across the room, slowly, so that the movement didn’t stop, and there, at the side, I felt a bed. I guess she’d known it was there all along. Laying down on her back she stretched out so that I could start sucking on her tits. Needless to say it didn’t take long before my hand was reaching for her jeans. As soon as I touched her she rolled over, pushed the jeans down over her hips, and stuck her ass in the air. It was amazingly smooth and round — a perfect female bum. She handed me a condom and I slipped it on. In the darkness I could just make out the line of her hand putting a big dollop of lube in her crack.

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Hot in the Gym

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All the characters in this story are fictional and adults. This is a continuation of my series involving the fictional character Brad. It is the further exploration of my bisexual fantasies. I love to get comments from readers so if you liked it let me know please. I write for your pleasure and mine, so enjoy!

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Brad had invited me to go to a “special” workout at his yoga studio/gym. It started late, 9:00 pm, a little late for me but I figured why not. I arrived at 8:45 to an almost empty gym. As I entered the facility I noticed that the sign on the door stated that it closed at 9:00 pm. My attention was diverted by who Brad was waiting for me and greeted me with a hug.

Brad said, “Glad you could make it. This is a private class and you are my extra-special guest. I know you are going to simply LOVE this workout.”

Brad tossed his long hair over his shoulder and raised his eyebrows as he headed to one of the rooms they used for classes. I, like Brad, already had on my workout clothes so we both dropped our bags in the corner of the room. The room was your typical affair, wood floors, mirrors on two sides, a small platform for the instructor, some weights on racks, and big padded mats against a wall. There were a few people already in the room.

Brad bounced in with enthusiastic hellos for everyone. He introduced me to a middle age woman with short black hair. Her name was Judith and I would put her age at about 45. She was around 5’2″, and she had a fit yet matronly build. Large breasts and wide hips, she was a pretty woman with sparkling blue eyes. Next was a young woman, Jesse, she was in her early twenties. She was wearing short shorts and a sports bra. Her blond hair was tied in pig tales and she had a slender build with almost no visible breasts although her nipples appeared as if they wanted to independently break out of her top. A large man stepped forward and held out his hand exclaiming “James.” He was about 6’4″ tall and powerfully built. He had big arms and legs and a firm belly although he was not fat. James looked a little like those power lifters you see at the Olympics. He was about my age, early 30s, and he was smooth and tan with a gentle face.

Brad jumped up and gave James a big hug across his broad chest. James hugged Brad and laughed at his exuberance. Brad said, “James is my protector, once these guys at a club downtown followed me outside and were going to beat me up but James walked around the corner and kicked their ass.”

There was another man that walked up and he introduced himself as Tre. He was interesting looking. He looked to be Asian and African American. He was about my height, just under 6′, athletically built and with a mane of dread locks. He was also wearing a pair of very tight spandex shorts that showed off his powerful round ass and an impressive package. I was starting to think that Brad was up to his old tricks when my attention was taken away from Tre by 3 loud claps. It was the instructor, Roxy, as she bounded into the studio.

Roxy’s age was hard to judge. From just her body she could have been anywhere from 25 to 40, but her face gave away a bit more of her age. She had thick blond hair with a bit of gray, cut in a bob. She wore shiny black yoga capris and a matching sports bra. She had muscular legs and an ass that was both well defined and a bit large for her frame. Her tan body sported b size breasts and defined abs, arms and shoulders.

Roxy looked at me and smiled. “Ah you must be the new ‘victim’ that Brad told us about. I know you will have a good time in our special little class. Now everyone grab some weights that are about 50% of your max bench press and let’s get started.”

The workout was tough but görükle escort good. It was a combination of free weights, pilates and aerobics. We were all sweaty and pumped up when it was done. Tre, James and Judith formed the front row and Brad, myself and Jesse formed the second row. I must say I did enjoy watching all the participants workout. When we finished Roxy directed us to a cooler in the corner and we all grabbed a cold drink. As we sipped the group grabbed their bags and headed for the ladies locker room. Brad moved next to me and whispered in my ear, “This is where the real work-out gets started.”

Everyone grabbed a towel as they entered the locker room and taking places at various lockers all began to strip. Jesse who was already naked was rubbing Tre’s shoulder who was telling her of a cramp that had developed. Roxy and Judith were in each other’s arms and exchanging what appeared to be intimate conversation. James was stepping out of his shorts as he met my eye and smiled. I looked down to see that he had a tremendously thick cock and balls all nicely shaven. Still holding my gaze he took his cock in his hand and gave it a few casual strokes as he headed toward the showers.

Brad put his arm around my waist and said, “Everyone is fair game in our little group, you just have to be polite. We usually shower before any of the really fun stuff gets started.” He then gave me a quick kiss on the mouth and started undressing.

Roxy had taken off her shirt and I could see her large brown nipples erect and contrasting with her tan line as she walked toward me and said, “I am glad you could make it, Brad is such a cutie and he’s told us what a good guy you are.” She gave me a little peck and squeezed my cock and balls at the same time.

Judith was naked and her big breasts were capped with large broad nipples. She had lots of freckles on her chest and back and a sexy little tummy that ended in a trimmed but full beaver of black hair. She walked arm in arm with Jesse who’s perfect round ass cheeks jiggled as she walked and laughed at something Judith said.

I removed all my clothes and I was the last one in the shower. The scene that greeted me was both steamy and steamy. Roxy was working a lather up on James’ chest while occasionally traveling down to his massive cock that was semi erect. Tre was soaping up Brad by first lathering his chest and then rubbing up against him. Tre had a nice long uncut cock that slid between Brad’s ass cheeks as he soaped him up. Judith was on her knees and gently working up a bubblely froth on Jesse’s clean-shaven pussy. Judith motioned for me to come closer. I approached and her warm soap covered hand moved up my thigh and over my stomach. Jesse put a hand behind my head and pulled me to her parted lips. As we kissed warm water ran over my body and Judith caressed and cleaned me. I was instantly rock hard and throbbing.

Jesse was a great kisser and my arousal was further heightened when Judith took my cock in her mouth. As she licked and sucked on my cock head she worked her soapy hands around my balls and another between my cheeks. Judith soaped up my asshole good and then slowly started to push in a finger. Jesse dropped to her knees and replaced Judith’s finger with her tongue as she rimmed my clean hole.

Judith looked up at me and said, “I think you will be happy that we relaxed your little rose bud. I think your chances of getting fucked tonight are pretty good.”

My head was spinning as I took in the vision of all the bodies in the steam. Brad and Tre were making out as they rubbed their hard cocks together. James was on his back on the floor in a 69 with Roxy. Roxy would often take her mouth off James’ big cock bursa merkez escort to grind her clean-shaven pussy and ass into James’ face. James seemed to love this. He moaned in appreciation as Roxy slid her pussy and ass over his mouth and nose, her eyes closed, mouth open and head back in ecstasy. At one point she was grinding her ass on his face as she rubbed her clit. James was spreading her ass cheeks with his hands and I could tell he was going to town on her ass hole. As I watched she convulsed in a powerful orgasm.

Judith stood up and Jesse went to work on her pussy. I kissed Judith as Jesse ate her pussy. I decided to return the favor and slid my head under Jesse who was on her knees. I first gently licked her bare labia then went to work on her clit. She appeared to enjoy this but her face was firmly implanted in Judith’s bush. Judith had both hands on the back of Jesse’s head and was moaning in delight. After Judith could take no more Jesse slid down my body and cave me a long pussy-flavored kiss.

Still in a lip lock with Jesse I felt something wet on my hard cock. It was Tre and Brad who were taking turns sucking my cock and rimming each other. After about 5 minutes of this intense oral stimulation Roxy and James walked over and said,

“Hey you fuck machines the sauna is hot and ready to go.”

We broke apart our chain and as I was helped to my feet by Tre. My face and mouth were covered with Jesse and Judith’s essence. Tre pulled me to his muscular frame and gave me a hot kiss with plenty of tongue. I reached down with one hand and grabbed his round ass cheek, it was like a rock, with my other hand I took his 9″ cock in my hand and moved the foreskin back and forth over his bulbous cock head. I dropped to my knees and turned Tre around so I was facing his ass. He pushed his cock and balls between his legs and I spread his hot buns and alternated between rimming his hole and sucking his cock.

After a couple of minutes of me working Tre near to orgasm, Brad moved behind me and nestling his hard 8″ between my ass cheeks he whispered in my ear,

“Somebody is going to get some cock tonight.”

The rest of the group grabbed us and drug us into the sauna. It was large with tiered benches. Roxy entered last with two bottles of cold champagne. We passed the bottles around. Roxy poured a little on her tits and Judith eagerly licked it off. Jesse poured some on her ass and Brad and Tre went to work on both her pussy and asshole. I glanced over at James, he was sitting on the top bench his body shiny with water and sweat. His cock was pointing straight up. He motioned me to come forward. I obeyed.

James said, “Do you like my cock?”

I was speechless as I positioned myself between his legs on the tier below him. It took both my hands to go around his swollen dick. It was thickest at the base of the mushroom shaped head and I slowly pumped it with both hands. It was about 8″ long and as I pumped a large clear bead of pre-cum appeared at the pee-slit. Never breaking my eye contact with James I licked it off the tip of his monster cock. I stood in front of him my own 7″ cock hard as steel and I squeezed the shaft producing a drop of pre-cum. He leaned forward and licked it off my cock. Then placing my cock against his own I stroked both our cocks together. I dropped back to my knees and in a lustful trance went to work sucking his tool. My mouth was stretched as I drooled and sucked on the monster. I hefted his balls and sucked them one at a time into my mouth. His balls were the size of large plums and my spit ran down his balls to his asshole. I took advantage of the wetness and worked my index finger into his ass. I went bursa sınırsız escort back to work on his cock, that amazing fat cock, I had to have it in my mouth. James was now moaning and turning me on as he talked to me,

“Yes baby suck it…suck that big fat piece of man meat…mmmmmm you are my cock bitch baby…..yes man do me good…you want my big load of cum baby?….mmmmmmm I know you want it…”

I moaned in the affirmative as my finger found his prostate. I could feel James tense and a deep moan come from inside him. His big balls were pulled up against his body when something happened that I did not expect. James was cummingn yes, but his orgasm was not like any I had ever experienced. I could feel his cock swell in my hand and mouth. Then my mouth and throat were completely filled with cum. White gooey jizz spirted out from the corners of my mouth as I gagged on his massive load. I swallowed once and then pulled off cum running down my chin. Still holding the monster James shot another thick rope of semen across my nose and cheek and then another. I went back down on his fat dick determined to finish the job and received another large shot in my mouth. I swallowed and pulled off when Roxy pushed me aside and with gusto finished off James milking at least a mouthful out of his cock.

Brad appeared to licked my face and kissed me sharing James’ load. My face sticky with cum everyone in the sauna clapped and Tre said,

“Now you are an official member. We have all been the happy recipients of James’ special gift!”

Before I could refocus, Judith had traded places with Brad and was kissing me and stroking my cock. She fed me her massive tits which I sucked on with zeal. Her nipples were puffy and swollen. I could feel something warm and wet on my ass and I looked behind me to see Tre rimming me with his long wet tongue. I was a bit concerned about his intentions but I was so filled with lust that I didn’t really care.

Judith had her tongue in my ear and whispered in a husky voice as she twisted my nipples, “Mama needs you to fuck her soft wet pussy.”

I obliged and easily slid into her well lubricated box. As I slowly pumped Judith, her big tits and belly jiggling with each thrust, Tre was rubbing his cock head against my asshole. I felt a shock of pain as his cock head pushed past my sphincter. Tre was gentle, yet insistent, as he worked more of his cock into me. I gasped as the sensations of fucking and being fucked practically made me pass out in exstacy. Soon I was relaxed and beginning to truly enjoy Tre’s big cock inside me. I had a full feeling and Tre was fucking me in long steady strokes. Judith was moaning and rubbing her clit as I supported my self on my outstretched arms and fucked her cunt.

The three of us had worked into a good rhythm and I knew I couldn’t last much longer. We were covered in sweat, and the noises in the room were both obscene and highly erotic. I looked to my right and Brad was fucking Jesse hard in the ass doggy style and James had come back to life and Roxy was riding his cock like a cowgirl in heat. The scene and the sensations were too much a gasped, “I have to cummmmmm!”

That set off a chain reaction between the three of us. I let go first with Judith and Tre following closely behind. We all pushed into each other holding on tightly in an orgasmic embrace of delight. We collapsed in a heap of gasping, laughing, spent lovers. The three of us kissed and wiped the cum and sweat off our bodies as we watched the other two couples orgasm. Roxy and James were the last to cum. Roxy let out an unbelievable series of gasps and yelps as she came, and she was a little embarrassed as James’ fat cock slid out of her pussy in a flood of their combined fluids.

We all were feeling great as we headed back to the shower.

Jesse said, “Hey who’s hungry?”

We ended the night with great conversation, burgers (salads in Judith and Roxy’s case) and many beers at a casual restaurant…the perfect workout I would say.

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Hot, Sexy Librarian Ch. 10

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I ran a half the day before and planned to sleep in. I was somewhat conscious, but just barely, when I heard Megan get up and make coffee.

She was in the doorway with a cup, checking on me and watching me sleep…I find myself watching her sleep, too (she’s so fucking cute). Still drowsy, I tried to go back to sleep, but my imagination ran wild…or my dick ran wild may be more accurate.

I fantasized about our eyes meeting and she holds her gaze, approaching the bed. Those deliciously pouty lips wrap around my morning wood, sucking and sucking, until she’s rewarded with a rich, creamy mouthful. “Mmmm,” I quietly groaned, pondering the blowjob and the precious cream…the creamy warmth coating her mouth. I could almost feel myself filling her mouth with thick, honey textured seed. She always treasured that first swallow, as it washed over tongue.

Megan always tightened her lips around the shaft and milked out every drop. Finally, my fantasy orgasm ended…I grunted and shuddered when it was over.

When I thought about the musky warmth sliding down her throat, lust almost overwhelmed me. Needless to say, the morning wood was full on and not going away, but I must have dozed off. I guess I was still cashed from the race.

When she came back with coffee for me, I woke up and rolled over, slowly wiping my eyes. As she sat it on the nightstand, she softly whispered, “How’s my marathoner? I got coffee, here.” She gave me a peck on the cheek, “I wanted you to get a little more rest…you okay?”

“Good morning, sweetie…that’s awesome…thank you. I’m doing fine, I think. I’m probably a little sore, but I don’t normally run halves.”

She ran a hand over my chest, exploring lean, muscled flesh. Her hand went further to take in the abs, under the cover. Taught and flexing under her touch she smiled, “What about a little rub-down after breakfast?”

I grinned, “I can give you a rub-down, too.” Yes, I was horny as fuck; I remembered the little wake-up fantasy and wanted to pump my dick through her lips so bad…but we really enjoyed sharing coffee in bed. It was one of those special things that couples share.

Anyway, we finished our coffee and then she brought in smoothies, “This’s our first course…I added banana, blueberries and chia…it should get you going.”

“Remember, I’m making you a big breakfast this morning…it’ your recharge breakfast.” She couldn’t help but notice the mound, “But I really need to do something about that…yer rock-hard…I can fix that. What can I do for you sweetie?”

I got up on my knees and started stroking my dick, “No, I got it…just watch!”

It had been probably a week since I had any relief, so I was crazy hard. I think we spent a couple nights together that-week but didn’t get past cuddling; we were at the end of the semester and we both had rough schedules, little time for sex.

While I ran my hand up and down over the shaft, my needs took over; I stroked my fist over the head, and my senses exploded, and my moans grew. Uhhhh…uhhhh…yeah, watch me…watch me stroke it…mmmm…yeah…yeah!”

“Mmmm…I like that! Yeah…that’s it…stroke for me…yeah, that’s it, sweetie.”

Fuck she was hot! My eyes trailed over her amazing body…sometimes she seriously blurred the lines between reality and fantasy. I watched her work her nipples and sensuously dig her fingers into the perky flesh of her breasts She slowly rubbed over her clit, and her tits jiggled with the tempo of her masturbating.

I stroked faster, over the head, gradually pumping with longer strokes. I was able to embrace every minute detail of the rock-hard cock; the skin was silky smooth, with subtle veining defining the shaft. The beautiful, purple head had taken on a swollen, silver sheen and I worked over the rim. Wild with lust, I watched her masturbate and pump her fingers into her pussy.

Admiring from above, it looked perfect in my hand…but I guess a guy’s cock always looks perfect in a pleasuring hand. It looked assertively alpha…sculpted like a carved marble deity.

As I rolled my hips with each stroke to meet my fist, her gaze never strayed from the hard flesh. Her eyes filled with lust; I could tell she wanted hold it…she wanted to stroke it with both hands…she wanted to savor the pulse of the throbbing flesh. Even better…she lusted to have it deep inside, probing her core.

She watched me pump harder, “Sweetie, gimme that big load…yeah, that’s it,” and precum glistened on the head the pee slit.

I knew she loved to take it in her mouth (just like my fantasy); I loved it too. I almost leaned in to get her lips around it but seeing her smoothie mustache gave me a better idea. I tipped her head back and our lips met to share the smoothie ring. I guided her to hold the glass under my dick, aimed for it and pumped a little harder.

When I felt it coming on, I tried to hold steady, carefully aiming for the target. Her eyes grew, as it bubbled from the slit, bursa escort and spit into the glass. She squealed louder as creamy strands shot into the smoothie.

With the last pleasured shiver running through me, I pumped a few lingering drops into the thick, white pool on top, “Ahhhh yeah, that feels better…fuck!”

Before I could say much else, she dipped a finger into the warm seed and licked it clean, grinning, “Wow! That’s a tasty smoothie…it tastes like you!”

She stirred it all into the smoothie, “Now, I got a high-protein smoothie…we can call it Rob’s Big Banana Smoothie!”

Stirring her finger, she plunged it deep into her mouth and sucked it clean, again. Still savoring the new treat, she took a big gulp from the glass.

“Careful baby girl, you’ll get a brain freeze.”

She giggled, “It’s a new kind of banana cream…the male kind.”

She smiled, wrapping her hand around the shaft and lovingly caressing it. Carefully studying the pulsing tracery of veins and working her way down the engorged flesh, she lifted my balls and rolled them over her open hand. She took another sip and looked into my eyes, “Mmmm, that’s really amazing.

“The smoothie or the cock?”

“Both…you think you’re funny, but they’re both amazing.” Her fingers trailed over the head, probing the slit with a fingertip and grinning, “You know, I’m sort of a cumslut, but after a cum-covered corn dog and now a smoothie, I’m even more into it. Maybe you could give me another shot of that banana cream?”

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The next day, she was at my place and we were changing to do a short run. I stepped out of my jeans and slumped back in the chair, while my hot librarian stripped her clothes off. I watched the sexy striptease as she kicked her shorts aside, but I could hardly wait for the shirt to come off. She slowly tugged at the tank top and jog bra, inching it up her torso and pausing for a couple seconds. Intent on giving me a boob drop to remember, she got a big grin and jerked them over her head, letting her tits pop out and fall.

She definitely knows where her strengths lie…her breasts are perfect…firm, full and breathtakingly perfect. Her nipples stand proud of the puffy areola, and I felt the warm, flesh filling my hand. I ran my fingers over the nipples, savoring the exquisite erections, before stretching my lips to get as much as I could. My former girlfriend, Julie, had puffy nips…my first experience with puffies. You see them on the internet, but when you encounter them, for real, they are fucking amazing!

I focused on the engorged nipples, holding them in my lips. She moaned as I worked them over; stiff with excitement I could almost feel them tingling under my tongue. Savoring each raised, puffy mound with my tongue, I licked and suckled them.

I kissed up over her neck, and our lips met for a searing kiss…and torrid make-out session. She moaned as my tongue pushed inside and we lost ourselves in lust-driven euphoria. Nibbling at her bottom lip, I reached for the back of her head to push her lips into mines. My kiss was aggressive, with my tongue forcing her into complete submission. I went back, yet again, to tongue her precious nipples. Sucking them into my mouth, I plunged a finger into the heat between her legs. She moaned when, “Oh god, Rob…Rob…yeah…yeah…let me do you…I wanna taste you…let me do you?”

When she pushed me to lie back, she never took her eyes from mine, kissing her way down my chest. Coming to rest between my legs, a fire in her eyes ignited when she wrapped her hands around it. She wasted no time, and I watched her sultry lips kiss, explore and suckle every girthy inch. Throwing my head back and groaning, she serviced the tip and focused her tongue on the ridge. Eventually, taking more into her mouth, I felt her work the underside of the shaft, while butting her throat with the head; I couldn’t help but roll my hips and pump into the caressing warmth.

When she tipped her head, she pushed all the way and I felt her throat’s grip. With her lips tight around the root, she paused, and I watched her ponytail sway. I couldn’t see much of her face and she clearly couldn’t speak, but I knew what she wanted; she was yearning to be fucked…she needed to be throat-fucked…she needed to be fucked.

My body was writhing and shuddering, as she rocked her head from side to side and met my thrusts. I dug my fingers into her light brown hair and impaled her throat, over and over; I didn’t go harder, but I lengthened the strokes and never let up…until I had to.

After a good, long round, I knew I wouldn’t last and pulled out. Thumping the spit-soaked flesh over her face, on each cheek, I groaned, “Fuck, that was incredible…almost lost it, sweetie.”

She climbed up my body and closed in for another kiss…a long sensuous kiss. My tongue slid between her lips and I could almost taste myself. We both heard what sounded like bursa escort bayan Darin or Benji coming in and then we heard Darin, talking on the phone. I grinned, “What do you think? Want some company?”

She smiled, “Baby, the three of us haven’t gotten together, since I got back. I haven’t had two men in weeks…almost a month.”

I yelled, “Dude, you need to get your ass in here!”

He grinned after walking into the bedroom, “Sweet! You made my day,” knowing what was about to happen.

She dropped to her knees, again “Gimme a hand, sweetie…you know what our marathon man wants.”

He grinned, “Yes, I do,” and joined her by leaning over my leg. He smiled at me and then Megan, “You know, he almost wore us out when you were gone…I think Ben’s still sore.”

“Dude, I told her already…and you two loved every minute.”

Huddled around my hard cock, they both looked up and smiled. Meg was the first to take it in her hand…and in her lips. They shared it, sucking me together…taking turns and going back and forth.

Arching proudly over my belly, the beefy hardon got a second wind from the brief pause. I was certain I could outlast the Megan & Darin cock-sharing and just laid back. Closing my eyes and moaning, “Yeah…ahhhh fuck…you both…ahhhh…know what I want…just keep that up…yeah, keep that up.”

“Mmmm…yeah, that feels good…so good…so fucking good!”

With my dick pumping into their mouths, I could feel both tongues traveling up and down the shaft…Megan’s tongue…then Darin’s…then both. It was crazy, fucking hot ecstasy. I watched Megan lick her way up the shaft and wrap her lips over the head. She found a reward and brought her lips up to mine. Moist with spit and precum, when we kissed the warm syrup stirred my senses…it was salty and musky on my tongue.

I heard Darin say, “My turn, dude,” and then I felt his lips. I moaned into her lips, while he worked my dick; he was an amazing cocksucker. Pumping it through his lips, his hand worked the shaft, in sync with his mouth. I heard him grunting and slurping his way up and down the hard flesh, satisfying me with his mouth. When our lips parted, Megan joined in, plunging it into her mouth, while he worshipped my balls. I reached down to run my fingers through their hair, “Perfect…you two are perfect…ahhhh…ahhhh…yeah, fucking perfect!”

Their eyes locked with mine while they worked my dick, together. It was an alpha moment and I leaned back to enjoy it, “Mmmm, fuck yeah…both…both your lips…all your lips…ahhhh…yeah, crazy fuckin’ hot…fuckkkkkk yeahhhhh!”

There are very few things better than having your girlfriend and boyfriend servicing your cock, in unison. With one on each side of the shaft, I used long, satisfying strokes to pump every last inch over their worshipping lips. “Mmmm…cock-sharing…ahhhh…yeah…yeah…yeah!” They both looked up and our eyes met again; I groaned, “Mmmm…fuck, that’s good…so fucking good!”

Darin grinned, “I bet that pussy’s wet as fuck.”

I grinned and said, “Are you offering to check it out?”

“No, dude, she’s your girlfriend…but I do wanna watch,” he laughed.

“Well it is, and I need some,” she giggled. “We haven’t had a chance, today and I was hoping we could (with emphasis) shower together after running.”

As she spread out over the bed, “Babe, I think you got a job to do!”

She grinned, “I can do my stretching this way,” and threw her legs way back. I coaxed them wider yet and laid my dick on the tiny, shaved mound…we could feel each other’s heat, when I pressed the shaft against the steamy slit. Her eyes lit up with lust, and her body felt like it was on fire. Begging for penetration, she rolled her hips slowly, sliding her pussy over the shaft.

She moaned as I stretched her open with some lube and pushed inside, “Ahhhh, Rob! Ahhhh…ahhhh…that’s it, sweetie…mmmm…mmmm…yeah! Then I pushed deeper, slowly sliding it through her tight grip. I was able to sink it halfway, before she moaned, “Ohhhh! Oh slower…yeah…slow, baby!”

I gently pumped the four or five inches, before backing out to spread the juices over her lips; knowing it would help, I quickly (very quickly) added more lube.

She flashed a sexy smile with a breathy groan, “Yeah baby, that’s better…think I’m ready…put it all in…I’m ready for it…ready for it all…yeah…yeah…yeah, fill me up…fill my pussy.” Flexing her walls, and almost screaming once I bottomed out, she laid her head back, “Fuck…fuck yeah! That’s my marathon cock…that’s it…yeah…yeah…yeah, fuck me!”

I began to slowly pump, eliciting pleasured moans from both of us. Eventually the pace got my balls swinging, and each stroke had the added pleasure of slapping her ass.

Her entire body tensed with pleasure and her moans harmonized with mine, “Ahhhh…god…ahhhh…ahhhh yeah…yeah…yeah…yeah…fuck me…Rob…Rob, fuck görükle escort bayan me!” She rubbed her clit wildly, and her pussy worked the unyielding, hard shaft. With the telltale, rhythmic contractions…grip and release…grip and release, I knew she was close.

Our spectator, Darin, was intensely focused on the dick, splitting her pussy. Each time, I pulled out to the very tip, displaying nearly all the glistening, pussy-soaked flesh. Like a hot scene from a movie, it’d be almost impossible for anyone (gay, straight or bi) to keep their eyes off an alpha cock plowing a tight hole. I found myself watching both…the well-hung spectator (my boyfriend) and the puffy-nipped librarian (my girlfriend).

Knowing what it felt like to be fucked with it, Darin gazed with envy, and wildly stroked his big stallion-of-a-dick. When he realized he had precum, he smiled wickedly and pushed the head up to her lips, “Megs, got a little treat, here…yeah that’s it, lick that off…get it all.”

Swirling her tongue and flicking at the underside, she laid her head way back to get a better angle, and he was quick to move with her. He groaned as his hips slowly pumped forward to push through her lips; going until the head pushed against her throat, she almost took the whole thing. I watched her relax it, allowing him to go to all the way. He paused and grinned, when his balls pressed against her, “Dude your girlfriend’s fucking amazing…yeah, I’m in her throat…all the way!”

Fucking hard, her body shuddered from the impact of each penetration, but watching her throat all his dick, really did it for me. I was wild-fucking and moaning, “Gonna fuck…uhhhh…uhhhh…fuck…that…tight…little pussy…fuck it hard…fuck it hard!

She was rubbing like a mad woman, and her bud was deep red, looking like it was on fire.

I yelled, “So close…fuck! Gonna cum…cum…cum…that…hot little…pussy’s doin’ it…makin’…makin’ me…cum!” I slammed her, over and over, till pulling out and spraying a load over her tits; strands of hot seed streaked them, and I pumped the last drops over a puffy. It trickled down over the erect nipple and then the lusciously, puffy mound; it looked like a truffle…a puffy truffle.

“Oh fuck! I covered those…covered those tits…mmmm…yeah…yeah…fuckkkkk…yeahhhhh!” I moaned, “Yeah, play with that clit…good girl…yeah, work that clit…work that clit,” but when I rubbed my dick over her breast, things got wild and she started bucking her hips.

When orgasm took her, Darin pulled out and started pumping his big dick over top. She was humping her clit with her fingers, and moaning, “Mmmm…ahhhh…ahhhh…yeah…ahhhh yeah, cumming…cumming so…so goooood…oh goddddd…oh goddddd!”

Meg and I were both cashed, in a shuddering heap, but Darin was still going at it. He was pumping hard and grinning, “Damn, you two are crazy hot in bed…fuck!”

We both admired our hard-bodied stud, stroking his ten breathtaking inches over her tits. He was magnificent to watch, but it didn’t last long.

He grunted, “Ohhhh…oh fuck…fuck! Fuckin’ cumming…yeah…yeah…yeah…yeah…yeahhhhh!”

“That’s it, sweetie…cover me…cover me more…gimme that load…that big load!” When he finished, our shiny glaze covered both tits; the seed frosting her lustrous skin made her tits look like big cupcakes.

Looking spent, Darin was panting, but his dick stood tall and hard in his fist. It was glistening and dripping, when I grabbed it to squeeze out the last drops. Her nipples remained erect, and it trickled down over all that perky D-cup fullness.

He looked down at my lingering hardon; shiny with pussy and standing half erect. Looking straight into my eyes, “Dude, that’s lookin’ tasty!”

He’d taken it before, after a pussy soaking, but it was still a big change. I grinned, “Remember when you wouldn’t go near my cock, after pussy? I had to wipe it clean before you’d go down on me.”

Grinning and dropping to his knees, “Well yeah, but once you get past the pussy juice, its cock…100% man!” He leaned in further to lick up and down the shaft; his tongue rolled over the head and probed at the slit.

He looked up and grinned again, “I don’t mean anything bad by that, Megs; it’s not all that different from cock juice…I guess I’m warming up to pussy juice.”

From the sultry expression, I could see my little cock slut’s thoughts, as he licked me clean. She was nearly drooling, wanting it back between her legs and driving deep into her belly. I could see she was fantasizing about covering it with more pussy, but then she came back to earth. She scooped from her breasts and licked the milky cream from her fingers; you could see it clinging to her tongue.

She smiled, but closed her lips tight, savoring and coating her taste buds. She swallowed slowly, celebrating the man-cocktail sliding down her throat. It was fucking perfect…so completely fucking perfect, she grinned, “Mmmm…that was enough for another smoothie…maybe later?”

Darin looked puzzled, “Smoothie…what smoothie?”

She smiled and added, “Sweetie, I’ll explain after the run…see I got this hot running date.” She looked over and giggled, “I’m already stretched and ready to go, marathon stud.”

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Housewarming Party

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My wife, Lizz, and I had just moved into our new house and decided to have a few friends over for a housewarming party. Jen and Steve arrived first and brought a few bottles of wine. As I was uncorking the first bottle, Mary and Todd arrived. Todd brought a large bottle of tequila and some margarita mix.

It was about an hour before dinner was ready, so we sat in the living room, enjoying our drinks and conversations.

After dinner, we returned to the living room. I noticed that we had gone through four bottles of wine and at least half of the bottle of tequila. That’s also when the flirting started.

Mary sat on Steve’s lap my wife rested her hand on Todd’s lap. Jen came over and sat next to me, putting her arm around me.

Mary shifted around on Steve, rubbing her ass into his crotch.

Jen smiled at them, enjoying the show.

Lizz sqeezed Todd’s junk through his pants and he slipped his hand down her top, cupping her beautiful breast.

Jen got up and suggested that we all strip. Steve and Mary were the first and Jen went to get something from her purse. Todd pulled Lizz’s clothes off and then disrobed. I took my clothes off as Jen returned with a box of condoms. Mary took escort bursa one, opened it and put it on Steve. She got down on her hands and knees and Steve quickly took her from behind. Lizz knelt in front of Todd and took him into her mouth. Jen knelt next to her and cupped Todd’s balls as my wife sucked on him.

Jen beckoned me over and began stroking me with her free hand. I glanced over at Mary, who had laid her upper body on the couch, her knees still on the floor and Steve continued to bang away at her.

Jen took my hand as she walked over to the couch and positioned herself in front of Mary, who began licking Jen’s pussy. Jen took me into her mouth and my eyes rolled up into my head. As I opened my eyes again, I looked at my wife, now laying on the arm of the love seat, legs spread. Todd slid a condom on, grabbed her ankles and pushes inside her. She moaned with pleasure and looked over at me, licking her lips.

I reached down and cupped Mary’s breast. She took her head away from Jen’s snatch just long enough to smile up at me. I walked over to Lizz and pushed my cock into her mouth, open in mid-moan. She bobbed on it feverishly, lavishing in the pleasure of having two cocks görükle escort in her. After a few moments of this, Todd and I switched places. He removed the condom before approaching my wife’s mouth. He pulled her hair into a pony tail and pushed her down further onto his member.

Lizz’s pussy was dripping wet and I slid into it easily. I put her leg over my shoulder and pounded away, my balls slapping against her ass. Her moaning on Todd’s cock began to do him in and I move out of the way, allowing him to cum where he pleased. He pulled out of her mouth and came on her chest, allowing it to drip down between her gorgeous tits. Lizz then stood up and headed for the kitchen to get a towel and clean up.

As she walked away, I noticed that Steve was now sitting on the couch and Mary was between his legs, sucking ferociously on his cock. I slipped up behind her, put on a condom, and entered her slowly, slipping a thumb (well-lubed from my wife’s juices) into her ass.

Jen straddled Todd and stroked his member, trying to get it hard again.

As Lizz returned, Mary came hard, taking her mouth off of Steve to scream with pleasure. He stood up and walked to my wife. He bursa eskort took her hand and led her to the floor in front of the couch where I was pulling out of Mary. He got her on all fours and put on a new condom. His cock pressed against her swollen, wet lips and he reached around to grab her tits. He pressed into her gently and slowly thrusted.

Todd was finally hard again and Jen lowered herself onto his cock. She bounced up and down, tossing her head back in lust.

I pulled off my condom and let Mary suck on my cock for a little while before she decided to head over and play with my wife’s tits. I moved behind Jen, pushing her forward onto Todd. I slowly pushed into her ass and gently increased the intensity of my thrusting. As she came, I pulled out, shooting my load on her ass.

I sat on the couch and watched Lizz get fucked by Steve. She looked over at me and cast me a seductive look, biting her lip. Mary began to rub Steve’s balls and he pulled out of Lizz. Quickly removing his condom, he came all over Mary’s face, grunting softly.

My wife crawled over to me and licked the residual cum off my cock. I become hard again and she lowered herself onto me in a reverse cowgirl. She rode my cock hard until we both came and collapse on the couch.

We looked to Jen, who was milking the last of Todd’s cum from his cock, then licked it off her hands. She stood, looked to the rest of us and suggested showers. We agreed hardily and headed for the bathroom.

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Her Trip Turns into a Threesome

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I knew you would be coming to the U.S. along with your husband, who was here for a business trip. You told me it would not be a problem as your husband had made it clear that he was here for business not pleasure and that he would be working all day and well into the night each day, so you would be left to enjoy your time in Washington, D.C, by yourself.

I met you at your hotel the morning of your first day. You were still slightly jetlagged, but otherwise cheery and happy to be on an adventure. We spent most of the day seeing the usual sights, the monuments as well as a tour of the White House I had set up for us.

We called the day early so we could sit back and relax in a laid-back bar in a young, hip part of the city known as Adams Morgan.

And that’s when I popped the question.

“So,” I said. “I have this good friend, John. He’s a really nice guy. Women say he’s very attractive. He and I have … um … been with women before in threesomes. He has a townhouse near here, and I know he’s not doing anything right now. We can head over there if you’re interested?”

You visibly gulped your beer, nearly choking.

“Uh, okay, I guess,” you responded. “Can I change my mind if I decide I’m not comfortable with this? You won’t be mad?”

“I would certainly not be mad,” I said. “And I know John would not be either. He’s an old friend and is one of the most relaxed people I know. He will definitely put you at ease. Trust me, you’ll be putty in his hands. He and I talked about the possibility of this, and he is totally, 100-percent ready to go.”

After a brief phone call, we headed over to John’s house for an afternoon both of us would be sure to remember.

John answered the door with beers in his hands for both of us. Standing at about six feet, with dark hair and a tan complexion, John smiled brightly at the sight of both of us.

“I’m so glad you guys made it,” he said. “We’re going to have fun this afternoon.”

We kicked off our shoes, sat down on the cushy sofa in John’s living room and sipped our beers, making small talk. Eventually, the topic shifted to the reason for our visit.

“So we’re all good on the threesome, right?” I asked bluntly.

John choked a bit on his beer, cleared his throat, and said: “Oh yeah, of course. You weren’t lying, Christian. She is gorgeous.”

John then slid over next to you on the sofa, smiled and kissed you gently on the lips.

Not one to let an opportunity go by, you climbed onto John’s lap to face him.

With the best view in the house, I watched as the two of you kissed passionately, your hands bursa sınırsız escort exploring each other’s bodies.

John deftly helped you remove your blouse, leaving you only in your bra and shorts. I took my cue and stood up, walking over to you to start kissing your neck and back as John nuzzled your neck and cleavage. You moaned softly and writhed, head thrown back, as two men kissed and softly licked your upper body.

After a few minutes, I helped you stand up. As you were a bit wobbly on your feet, John, who was on his feet now as well, and I helped you out of your bra, shorts and panties, leaving you completely naked in front of the two men, who you knew would be fucking you very soon—much to your delight.

Once you regained your composure, you then dropped to your knees on the soft carpet and started to unzip John’s shorts, pulling them to them ground and helping him out of them. John took his shirt off, leaving him only in his small white underwear. You did the same to me, and I removed my shirt as well. There I was, standing before you on your knees, hard cock bulging in my small black underwear.

You paused a moment to take it all in. I knew you had seen pictures of me many times before on my online amateur photo thread, but here we were for the first time together, enjoying each other’s presence in real life. We knew this would likely be a once-in-a-lifetime experience so we were absolutely going to make the most of this trip to try to leave no fantasy unfulfilled.

You turned to me and moved your head forward, inhaling my musky smell deeply, before starting to kiss and lick the thin fabric that was holding back my cock until it was soaked with your spit. Your hands rested on my thighs as you alternated between kissing and licking my cock through my underwear then doing the same to the most sensitive spots between my legs.

While you focused on me, John laid down on his back and slid his head between your legs so he could put his mouth on your now-soaking pussy. You accommodated him by sitting down gently on his face, giving his lips and tongue full access to your clit and hole. You writhed on his mouth as he sucked your clit and drove his fingers slowly again and again into your wet hole.

Your first orgasm hit you hard. I watched your breathing quicken, you face and neck redden slightly and your body shudder as you tensed up. You had to break away from kissing my cock to balance yourself and make sure you didn’t smother John between your thighs. But after only a few seconds, you were right back to me, grabbing my underwear and pulling bursa üniversiteli escort them down to my knees. I took a step back and kicked them off quickly, my hard cock now bobbing in your face. You smiled, taking the base of my shaft in your hand, and opened your mouth slightly, allowing my cock to slide between your lips. Your hot mouth felt like heaven, but you hadn’t even really started yet. You then proceeded to take as much of my cock into your mouth, gagging a bit as it hit the back of your throat.

While this was going on, John was still on his back between your legs. He had put a pillow under his head, which gave him even better access to your pussy. He continued to lick and suck you as you sat over him, your own head bobbing back and forth on my rock-hard cock as you reached behind yourself to jack off his cock under his underwear.

“I have an idea,” I said. “John, why don’t you get up and sit on the sofa so that Jess can sit on you and ride you. I’d like to fuck Jess’s tight ass while John is inside you, if that’s all right.”

You stood up, pressing against me, and kissed me. I could feel your hard nipples rubbing against the hair on my chest. I took that to mean you were completely down with my suggestion.

John took the moment to disappear into the back of his house, coming back after a few seconds with condoms and lubricant. He then put a towel on the sofa, stepped out of his underwear, sat down and slid a condom over his still-hard cock.

John’s cock is about the same size as mine, though it is thicker. In the past, we have only double-penetrated one other woman. She seemed to really, really enjoy it, so we were both anxious to try it again.

While you called for a brief timeout for a pee break, John and I strategized as to the best way to make this happen. By the time you returned, we had our game plan figured out and were both ready for you.

“Are we ready?” I asked.

You and John just smiled and nodded.

John rubbed some lubricant onto his cock while you straddled him. I could not see your face, but I could definitely hear the sounds of pleasure as you grabbed John’s erection and slowly sat down on it. You rested for a short time, kissing John, to savor that first feeling of fullness, before slowly moving back and forth in his lap to feel his cock buried deep inside you.

After a few minutes, the two of you started to pick up your pace. I started kissing your neck and back, rubbing my cock against your lower back, and reached around you to fondle your tits.

When bursa ucuz escort it was obvious the two of you were really enjoying the moment, I started squeezing and pinching your nipples, which sent you over the edge, kicking off your second orgasm of the day. And that’s when I decided the time was right to start warming you up for my cock in your pretty little asshole.

I grabbed a condom and rolled it onto two of my fingers. I’ve found that, during anal play, putting condoms on my fingers prevents any potential cross-contamination. That way if I want to finger a woman’s cunt, I don’t need to stop our playing to go wash up. I simply pull off the condom and throw it in the trash. I squeezed some lubricant onto my fingers, got down on my knees, spread your ass with my other hand and started to gently, slowly slide my fingers inside you. I finger-fucked your tight asshole for a few minutes while you bounced up and down on John’s cock, careful to apply lots of lubricant. When you seemed like you were sufficiently loosened up, I pulled my fingers out, peeled off the condom and tossed it in the trashcan. I grabbed another condom, slid it on my hard dick, and applied even more lubricant.

You had already arched your back, helping to spread your ass for me. I then held my cock at its base, placed my other hand on your back, positioned myself just at your asshole and slowly started to slide it in.

You and John both stopped fucking in order to make it easier for me to penetrate you.

Slowly and gently I slid my long, thick dick into your asshole until I felt the telltale “pop,” telling me I was deep inside you. I hit the halfway mark and paused, asking you if you were okay.

“Please don’t stop,” you said in a breathy voice. “Please put it all the way in.”

I started pushing again until my dick was all the way inside you, my stomach pressed against your ass. I asked you again if you were all right.

“Yes,” you said. “I can feel both of your big cocks, and I don’t want it to ever stop.”

After that, we all started to move, me pushing in and John coming up as you came down.

I have to say, at this point, it was really hard not to come. The tightness of your asshole plus the feeling of John’s cock moving against my own brought me to the edge several times.

You turned your head, straining to kiss me deeply, while I fucked your ass. John, his hands placed firmly on your hips, pushed up as you came down on him.

Our frantic fucking went on for several minutes until I announced that I could not take it any longer and came over and over deep into your ass. That set off John, who grunted and started to cum inside you, his cock pulsing inside you separated from mine by only a bit of your flesh.

“Oh god,” I panted, as I collapsed on your back, you pressed up against John’s chest.

“That was amazing,” you said. “I think I’ll need a bit to recover, but do you think we can do that again tomorrow?”

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Tom had arranged with Jim that they would both go to the ballpark on Sunday afternoon as the Florida Marlins were playing the last game of a three game series with the New York Mets. Tom’s uncle had season tickets for the Marlins and had given him his pair of tickets for the game and both boys were keen to go as they had not been to any of the games this year. They decided they would go early to take in some of the pre-game entertainment, and maybe get some autographs. They also had the idea that they might meet some new girls at the stadium. So, at about one o’clock the two high school boys were heading south on University Drive in Tom’s van, when suddenly something caught Jim’s eye.

“Hey, Tom, slow down and look at this chick!” he yelled out excitedly. Sure enough, sitting on a bus bench was a young woman in a short red skirt showing off a very shapely pair of legs. Tom let out a low whistle as he saw her, and slowed right down as they passed her. Then Jim said, “Hey, that’s Miss Robinson, the Biology teacher from school! Let’s stop and see if she wants a ride!”

Tom slowed down and pulled up as quickly as he could. “Well, I tell you what, she can ride anything I’ve got!” he exclaimed, looking at her in his rear view mirror.

Jim laughed and said, “I’m with you there. She looks a knockout from here. Why don’t you back up and let me talk to her?” Tom complied and as they drew level with the object of their desire, Jim rolled down his window and said, “Miss Robinson?”

Miss Robinson looked up at him and, not yet recognizing him, just responded, “Yes?”

Jim got out of the van and said, “It’s Jim Hardaway. From school?”

Miss Robinson smiled as she finally recognized him, and said, “Oh yes, Jim, I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you at first.”

“I wasn’t so sure it was you, either. You look so different in your Sunday clothes! So what are you doing here?”

She smiled again. “At the bus stop, you mean? Well, I’m waiting for the bus, silly!”

Jim grinned back. “I didn’t quite mean that. I mean, don’t you have a car?”

“Yes, but I was stupid enough to lend it to my boyfriend, and he was supposed to pick me up two hours ago. I’m not getting any answer on his cell phone and I got tired of waiting, so I decided I would get the bus home.”

“Well, can we offer you a ride? Tom and I were going to the game, but we’re way early.”

“That’s really kind of you, Jim, if you’re sure it’s no trouble?”

“No trouble at all, Miss Robinson. It’s nice and cool in the van, much better than waiting here in the hot sun.” Miss Robinson stood up and the boys now saw just how short her skirt was, accentuated by the fact that she was wearing stiletto heels, which also caused her boobs to jut out more than they normally would. Both of the guy’s dicks showed their approval of her attire by immediately springing to attention and as he escorted her to the van Jim hoped that the teacher did not notice the way his pants now appeared to have a flagstaff inside! Jim opened the door for her and helped her get into the back seat, and thought he just caught a fleeting glimpse of her white panties as she sat down. Miss Robinson was careful, however, to make sure she kept her legs tightly together after she sat down. Jim closed the sliding door of the van and then jumped into the front seat.

“So where are you going, Miss Robinson?” Tom asked as he eased the van back into the traffic. “I assume you were heading south?”

“Yes, that’s right. I live in Pembroke Pines, about a mile west of University. You guys were going to Pro Player?”

“Yeah. We have tickets for the Mets game this afternoon.”

“Well, it’s not too far out of your way then. I’m really very glad you guys stopped. I was getting quite hot waiting there in the sun.”

Tom flashed a grin at Jim, who said, “Yes, Miss Robinson, we can see that! “

Miss Robinson reached in her purse for her phone and starting punching in numbers, but she apparently was still unable to make any contact. She soon gave up and put the phone back in her purse saying, “That bastard better bring my car back soon. Chances are he’s picked up some tart and he’s in some hotel room doing God knows what!”

Jim looked back at her sympathetically, asking, “How long have you known him?”

“Just a few months, but I’m getting tired of being stood up for the floozy of the week! I should have known better than to lend him my car, knowing how he is. He’d better have a good reason why he didn’t come back for me, or his ass is grass!”

They continued to chat about a number of insignificant matters, and soon reached the intersection of University and Pines Boulevard, where Tom turned west. Miss Robinson directed them to her apartment building and they pulled into a spare parking space.

“Well, guys, thank you very much for the ride. I really appreciate your kindness.”

“You’re welcome, Miss Robinson,” Tom replied. “It was our pleasure!”

“Well, if you’re not in a hurry, would you like to come in for a cold soda or something?”

The boys looked at each other and then nodded. “Sure, thanks very much!” Jim said.

“Good! Come on up then.”

Jim leapt out of the van and helped her get out, and then the three of them strolled over to the main entrance. Miss Robinson’s escort apartment was on the second floor, so they took the elevator up. During the short ride the boys could not take their eyes off the young teacher, as they now could see that the white blouse she was wearing was quite low cut and was showing a generous amount of cleavage. This was aided by the fact that the top button was undone, something Jim had not noticed before, which he thought he probably would have done. Moments later they all entered the apartment, which was quite spacious with plenty of sunlight streaming in. They noticed that Miss Robinson locked and bolted the door after them, with the explanation, “Just to keep out any unwanted guests!” It was quite hot inside the apartment and Miss Robinson quickly said, “I’m sorry it’s so hot in here, but I’ll turn on the A-C and it’ll soon cool down.” She indicated the settee in the living room, telling the boys, “Please sit down and make yourselves at home. What would you like to drink? Soda? Wine? Beer?” The boys both settled for cokes and Miss Robinson went into the kitchen after turning on the air-conditioning. She soon reappeared with two cokes and a beer, handing the sodas to her guests before slipping off her shoes and sitting down in an easy chair facing them, tucking her legs underneath her hips.

Tom was the first to speak. “This is a nice place you have here, Miss Robinson. Have you lived here long?”

“About six months, Tom. Oh, by the way, since we are friends now, you can call me Mandy, OK? Except in class, of course!”

They grinned at this last comment, and Jim said, “Right you are, Mandy! Do you share with anyone, or do you live by yourself?”

“No, it’s all mine,” Mandy replied, shifting her legs from under her body to put her feet on the floor and taking a long drink from her beer. The boys noticed that the shift in her position gave them a quick glimpse of her white panties and they shot a quick glance at each other. “So, how old are you guys?”

“We’ll both be nineteen in December.”

“And graduating this summer?”

“That’s right,” Tom replied. “We can see the light at the end of the tunnel!”

“Hoping that it’s not a train coming in the opposite direction?”

They all laughed at that and Mandy shifted her position again, causing her legs to open a little wider, and revealing a greater expanse of her white panties to the two teenagers’ eyes.

“I see,” she said, finishing off her beer. “You guys ready for another one? I’m thirsty after waiting out in the hot sun.” They said they were, and Mandy asked, “Well, how about a beer this time?”

Tom hesitated, but Jim readily agreed, so Tom said, “OK, I’ll have one too, but only one, since I’m driving.”

Mandy nodded as she got up, saying, “Quite right, Tom, but one won’t hurt.” She took the empty cans and went into the kitchen, quickly reappearing with their two beers. “If you’ll excuse me for one moment, I need to use the bathroom. Don’t go away, I’ll be right back!”

Tom whispered to Jim after she left the room, “Hey, don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere until we see where this leads!”

“You’re right about that, buddy,” Jim whispered back. “Did you see how she was flashing her panties at us?”

“Yeah, and I don’t think it was accidental, either! I’ve got a feeling she needs some loving, and if she needs it from us, I’m ready!”

“Me, too! Let’s just see how far we can get, OK?”

Tom nodded, as they heard Mandy returning. She went into the kitchen again, and the boys started talking normally about the ballgame and who they thought would win. Mandy came back into the room and again sat in the chair opposite to them, but this time with her legs closed. Jim thought there was something different about her, and then he realized that he could now see through her blouse the dark areolae around her nipples, and even thought that the nipples were trying to poke their way through the silky material. He came to the conclusion that she had removed her bra during her visit to the bathroom, and wondered if she had left anything else off. Just as he was thinking about this, Tom said, “Miss Robinson, er, I mean, Mandy, I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but I never realized you had such a sexy figure. I mean, the way you dress at school hides all of your charms!”

“Thank you, Tom, I don’t mind at all. Of course, I could never dress like this at school, because there is a strict dress code and the Principal would never tolerate any of the lady teachers violating the rules. But thank you for noticing. So you like what you see, huh?”

“I certainly do, Mandy. You’re a sight for sore eyes!” Mandy laughed, and as she did she briefly parted her legs. Even though it was only for an instant, the boys immediately noticed that there was no white material there, but only a mysterious darkness.

Jim then asked her, “Mandy, since your specialty is Biology, how come you don’t take the Sex Ed classes?”

“Well, that had always been in Miss Hamilton’s portfolio, so I’ve never been given the opportunity.” Mandy leaned forward a little and said in a mysterious tone of voice, “Can you keep a secret?”

The boys chorused, “Yes, yes, of course!” wondering what it was.

“Miss Hamilton is retiring at the end bursa eve gelen escort of this year, so I’ll be taking over next semester!” She leaned back in her chair and her legs came apart again, but this time they stayed apart, and the teenagers could clearly see a small patch of pubic hair crowning the glistening slit of her pussy. Quite clearly, Mandy was aroused, and they then knew that it was only a matter of time before they would be sampling all of the delights that Miss Mandy Robinson had to offer! She continued, without bothering to conceal herself any more, “And, when I do, I will be bringing a whole new approach to the subject, let me tell you! Now, remember, you promised to keep it a secret!”

“Yes, yes, Mandy,” Jim said, “We won’t tell a soul. Like they say in Vegas, what happens here, stays here!”

Mandy smiled, but before she could say anything else, the phone rang. She got up to answer it, and Tom and Jim just smiled at each other. Mandy picked up the phone, and immediately the boys knew it was her boyfriend.

“Hello?” …… “Oh, it’s you! Finally! Where the hell are you?” …… “Look, don’t lie to me, I waited for nearly two hours, you bastard!” …… “Look, I don’t give a fuck about that, I waited for you for two fucking hours and you weren’t answering your phone!”…… “Why didn’t you answer?” …… “Well, you fucking jerk, we are through!”

Tom and Jim became a little embarrassed at this sudden development and stood up as if to leave. Mandy saw this and said into the phone, “Just hold on a sec,” and put her hand over the mouthpiece. “Guys, please don’t go, I’ll be finished in a second. Please stay, please?” They nodded and sat back down, and Mandy resumed her conversation.

“What?” …… “Oh, just the guys who brought me home, after you, jerk, left me in the lurch. At least they know how to treat a lady!” …… “Now, look, all I want from you is to bring back my fucking car and then get the fuck out of my life!” …… “No, no, you’ve had your last chance, buddy, we are fucking through!” …… “Yes, I mean it, I mean that we are through fucking! You have had the last piece you’ll ever get from me!” …… “I just don’t fucking care! You can go fuck who you want, you can go fuck yourself! Just bring my car back before dark, or I’ll call the fucking police!”

She slammed the phone down and turned back to her guests, an enraged look on her face. Suddenly she realized from their dazed expressions that they were quite taken aback by what they had just witnessed. “Oh, I’m so sorry, guys, that wasn’t very ladylike, but I’m so angry….” Suddenly her whole body started shaking and then she burst into tears.

Tom stood up and raced over to her and took her in his arms, saying, “Mandy, Mandy, please don’t cry, honey.” He started caressing her back gently, holding her tightly to him to try to quiet the uncontrollable shaking of her body. He continued to hold her and caress her, murmuring soothing words in her ear, and then, while she rested her head on his shoulder, he began planting little kisses on her ear, her tear-stained cheeks, and in her hair, which had a wonderful fragrant scent.

Gradually her sobbing eased off, but he still held her tightly to him. Suddenly she raised her head off his shoulder and looked up into his face, trying to smile. “Thank you, Tom, you are the dearest boy!” She raised on tip-toe and kissed him full on the mouth. Tom smiled at her and then kissed her on her red lips. She responded to his kiss by pulling him even tighter to her, then opening her mouth and finding his tongue with her own. Up to this point Tom had not been aroused, but now his cock sprang to full attention, and this did not go unnoticed by Mandy, for she let out a low moan as she pushed herself harder into his body. They broke off the kiss and for a second or two looked into each others eyes. Tom saw “yes” in Mandy’s eyes and an instant later felt her hand on the front of his pants feeling his hardness. Tom began unbuttoning Mandy’s blouse with one hand and while he kissed her neck he motioned with the other for Jim to join in. Jim came up behind Mandy and gently placed his hands on her waist and kissed her on the nape of her neck. He then reached down to unfasten and then unzip Mandy’s skirt, while Tom had managed to unfasten all of the buttons of her blouse. In almost impeccable timing, Tom pulled the blouse off just as her skirt fell to the floor, which left her completely nude, for as the boys suspected she had already taken off her underwear when she went to the bathroom!

Tom immediately bent down to take one of her nipples between his lips, while Jim gently fondled the unoccupied breast. Mandy’s tits were not very large, but they were very firm with pointed tips, crowned by large dark areolae and erect nipples. Jim caressed her firm buttocks with his other hand and whispered in her ear, “You are so beautiful, Mandy!” He then slipped both hands around her waist and positioned himself behind her, so that his hard cock, still inside his pants, nestled between her buttocks. Mandy was moaning out loud now, enjoying all of the attention she was getting from the two teenage boys. Tom had continued to suck on Mandy’s left nipple, while she was massaging the huge erection bursa görükle escort inside his pants.

Mandy, however, was clearly ready to sample the hard cocks at a much more intimate level, so she slipped away from Tom’s mouth and half turned towards Jim, so that she could put one arm around each of them. “Well, guys,” she said throatily, “this lady is ready for bed! Would you care to escort me?” Hardly able to speak, the two friends just nodded, and the three of them, Mandy’s arms over each of their shoulders, slowly made their way into the bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, Tom and Jim started to pull off their clothes with Mandy helping just a little bit, for she was anxious to see their hard-ons in the flesh, so to speak, instead of just feeling them. When they finally pulled off their shorts, Mandy seemed impressed. “My, oh my, you both have really nice dicks!” she exclaimed. “I hope you know how to use them, for I really need to get fucked!” She thought about what she just said for a moment, and then laughed. “What am I saying?” she giggled. “I’m going to be the new sex-ed teacher!” They all collapse in laughter on to Mandy’s king-size bed, with Tom and Jim lying on either side of Mandy.

“Don’t worry, Mandy,” Tom said, “we are not virgins, so we have a good idea of what to do! I just hope that you are ready to take us both on, ‘cos we’re really horny guys!”

“Oooh!” Mandy squealed in mock horror, grinning at them both. “Just what I always wanted! Two horny schoolboys ready to fuck their teacher!”

“Well, why didn’t you tell us before, instead of dressing like some fuddy-duddy schoolmarm?” Jim teased with a wicked grin on his face. “We would have visited you much sooner!”

Mandy reached for their two erections, taking one in each hand. “Well, smartypants, that would have spoiled the surprise, wouldn’t it? Now, are we going to talk all afternoon, or are you going to fuck me?”

Tom looked up at her then, and asked, “Well, if that’s what you really want?”

“Of course I do!”

Tom looked at Jim with a serious look on his face. “Jim, we have a problem here.”

“Yes, Tom, I think we do!”

“Come on, guys, what’s the problem?” squealed Mandy.

“Well, Mandy, here’s the thing: you’re holding a hard cock in each hand, but so far as I can see you only have one pussy. Not only that, it looks like a tight pussy that really can only take one cock of the size you’re holding. What can we do?”

“Oh, boys, you are so naïve!”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll suck one of you, while the other fucks me! Then you change places and everyone is satisfied. OK?”

The boys looked at each other and then nodded. “OK!”

“OK, then, Tom. Why don’t you lick my pussy a little while I suck on Jim’s weiner?” Without further ado, she got up on all fours and bent over Jim’s erect dick, while sticking her shapely ass in the air for Tom, who scrambled round to put his head between her legs while still lying on his back. Mandy licked the length of Jim’s shaft all the way down to his balls and then back all the way up to the tip of his cock. She put her hand around it and then took as much of his shaft as she could deep into her mouth, then withdrew it and looked up at Jim’s face. “Did that feel good, Jim?” Jim nodded and Mandy said, “You’re a big boy! I can hardly take all of you!” and then went back to licking it again on the underside leaving a trail of kisses down to his balls. Meanwhile Tom had started licking round Mandy’s pussy lips, causing her to moan quietly. She continued to suck Jim into her mouth, coating him with her saliva. She licked the tip of his engorged dick, tasting the essence that slightly leaked out. A deep groan came out from deep in her throat as she said, “I love the way you taste. Can I have more?” staring directly into his eyes as his cock fully entered her mouth again. He groaned in response as the pleasure he received doubled while gazing back down at her and watching her red lips move up and down on him. This continued for a few minutes until Mandy pulled her pussy away from Tom’s mouth, turning back to look at him to tell him, “OK, Tom, it’s your turn now!”

Tom scrambled up to lie on the bed next to Mandy and she switched her attention to him while continuing to stroke Jim. She repeated the same performance on Tom as she had done to Jim, first licking all around his balls then flicking her tongue all along his hardened shaft. She then parted her lips allowing his dick to enter her hot mouth as her tongue swirled around the hard yet soft flesh. She could feel his excitement as his prick twitched in her mouth. Her pussy was wet and so ready, but she kept teasing herself not wanting to rush the pleasure she derived from sucking these two cocks. Back and forth she went tasting and stroking each of them, reveling in the heat of the moment of having these two boys. Finally she said, “I need a cock in me so bad!” and then, looking up at Jim, said, “I want you to fuck me.” It was a pure and simple statement but those words evoked such a heat of passion. She continued, “And I want it like this!” as she turned over on her back, with her head slightly hanging off the end of the bed, her legs folded and raised back against her, leaving her pussy completely open to Jim. She told Tom to stand at the end of the bed, his dick dangling in front of her face. She looked at Jim, who had this very sexy look on his face, as he stroked her pussy with the head of his cock. “Jim, don’t tease me! Please fuck me! I want you in me now!” she exclaimed, an intent look on her face that said she didn’t want to be denied.

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On the morning of your birthday you receive an e-mail from me simply with an address and 3 photos of 3 very hot guys. I ask you to tell me which of these guys you like best and then to simply show up at noon at the specified address.

When you arrive at noon the door is answered by the guy you selected from the photos. He is topless, is clearly in great shape and even better looking than in the picture. After closing the door behind you he takes you in his muscular arms, says ‘Hi and Happy Birthday’, and gives you a big long wonderful kiss. Your hands run over his back and chest marveling at the toned muscles.

He suddenly scoops you effortlessly into his arms and carries you towards a bedroom. In the middle of the bedroom is large bed with rose petals scattered across the sheets. He places you gently on the edge of the bed and says ‘Ken changed his mind after sending you the e-mail this morning, all 3 of us are here for your pleasure.’

With that the other two guys who were in the pictures appear in the bedroom. They are also topless and in just as great shape as the first guy. In turn they each come to you, take your hand and kiss it, say ‘Happy Birthday’ and then lean down to kiss you on the mouth.

After the introductory kisses, which already have your heart racing a little, they lie you back onto the bed. One of them is lying on bursa escort bayan each side of you and the other at your feet. The two lying beside you slowly open and remove your blouse while kissing your arms and neck. The one at your feet manages to remove your skirt while gently stroking and kissing your legs. Before removing your bra and panties they stand and simultaneously remove their pants and underwear. Even while they are still soft you can tell each is well hung. They move back to stand in front of the bed and allow you to explore their naked bodies with your hands. Your touch clearly has a positive effect on them as each begins to stiffen. You notice the first guy in particular growing to a size that is quite impressive. You give each a quick lick on their shafts and a kiss on the head.

You are suddenly picked up again off the bed and with swift sure movements, the rest of the your clothes are quickly removed and you are back in the middle of the bed and there is a mouth at each nipple and one hovering above your pussy. They begin gently and lovingly kissing and licking. You lie back and relax as you enjoy the sensations starting to build. As their licks grow more passionate you feel your body rising to a climax far more quickly than normal. The 3 tongues are difficult enough to keep track of but when their hands begin bursa anal yapan escort stroking and caressing you the feeling is amazing. You suddenly feel the first finger thrust up inside you and this triggers your first orgasm.

Over the next 20 to 30 minutes they bring you to what seems like an endless string of orgasms with just their hands and tongues. They allow you to come down just for a minute after each one while they swap positions but then immediately bring you back over the edge. You have never before experienced such continuous and prolonged excitement. As you begin to think you may not be able to take much more you feel yourself penetrated by the first of the 3 large cocks. He starts pounding quickly and powerfully. You sense that he is aroused to the point of no return. You wrap your arms around him and the two of you manage to time your release to perfection. You feel him fill you with his warm cum as your body stiffens in climax again.

As you begin to relax, but certainly not to the point of full recovery, you find yourself flipped over and your behind lifted into the air. Cock

enters you doggie style and begins his home stretch run. In this position he is hitting spots inside you that seem impossibly deep. He lasts longer than you think he would given the pace of his thrusts bursa rus escort and you try the best you can to hold on until he is there. Suddenly you hear him grunt and the pace gets even quicker, your pussy explodes once more as you feel shot after shot of his seed firing inside you.

You roll back onto your back to recover and after a short period you realise it was the guy first selected, with the biggest cock of them all, who has not yet had a turn. You motion for him to come closer so you can play with his huge cock. You are actually a little concerned that he may have trouble getting in and that maybe he would settle for a blow job. You take him into your mouth, which is more difficult than you would have thought possible. He settles down to watch you for a while but as he gets near he pulls out flips around in front of you and plows his massive dick all the way inside. You gasp but do not feel the pain you were expecting rather your body jumps back to the edge of orgasm almost immediately. He slows and then speeds up, sensing where you are and trying to hold you on the precipice for as long as possible. You are losing your mind and start begging for him to finish, you feel on the brink of blacking out when finally he lets loose a final series of thrusts and you both scream out simultaneously.

You recall nothing more until awakening some time later to find me cuddling beside you. The 3 strangers have gone, you ask me where I came from and I tell you that I was here the entire time watching and filming so that we might be able to relive it together at some point. I lean over for a kiss and to wish you Happy Birthday. You roll towards me to return the kiss and …

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Watching that sexy Lebanese slut Aamina Farouk’s big round ass and floppy tits jiggle as she sucks my cock and balls, I sighed in pleasure. My name is Fabien Lafontaine. Born and raised in the town of Montreal, Province of Quebec, to proud Haitian immigrant parents. I’m as Canadian as maple syrup, and just as delicious on your tongue. Just ask any of the freaks I’ve fucked in recent times. Right now, I’m having a hot threesome, man. While Aamina Farouk is sucking my cock, this Somali guy named Muhammad Aziz is licking my asshole. What can I say? I’m having a really good time. Ever since I moved to the Vanier area of Ottawa, Ontario, a place crawling with Somalis and Arabs, I’ve been having a raunchy good time. Had I known the outwardly conservative Muslims were such freaks in private, I would have started fucking them a long time ago.

Here’s a little back story, if you will. I attend Carleton University and work part-time as a security guard. In my neighborhood, there’s this hot chick named Aamina Farouk who lives with her openly gay Somali roommate Muhammad Aziz. They both go to the University of Ottawa and flirted with me so much since I first moved to Vanier that I quickly figured they had designs on me. I wasn’t sure which one of them I’d go for but they made it clear that they wanted to share me. Either I would take the deal or I’d get nothing out of either of them. Damn. They really wanted me. It’s not their fault, really. I’m a six-foot-four, 250-pound Haitian-Canadian stud with nine inches of thick, uncircumcised chocolate dick. With big hairy balls to match. And I sure as hell know how to use them. I mainly prefer women but if I were to be totally honest with myself, I just like sticking my dick in a tight spot. Doesn’t matter if it’s a beautiful woman’s warm mouth, hot pussy or tight ass. Or sometimes the mouth and ass of a willing gentleman. I don’t discriminate. I guess you’d call me bisexual. Whatever. It’s all good. Sex is natural, man. I just enjoy showing it off.

Anyway, at the time that I met Aamina Farouk and Muhammad Aziz, I was in a bit of a funk. I was new to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, bursa eskort and had just broken up with my girlfriend Cheryl Lalonde, this fine-looking blonde-haired white chick from the town of Laval, in provincial Quebec. I wasn’t really used to Somalis and Arabs because we don’t have too many of them in the City of Montreal. The Province of Ontario is more tolerant of the ultra-conservative and deeply religious mindset of the Arabs and Somalis so they love it there. The Province of Quebec is a tougher place for these people because we don’t put up with bullshit from people whose customs we don’t really understand. Look, I was raised Adventist and I’m fairly tolerant of other religions but sometimes the Muslims are really pushing it. In some parts of the western world, people hesitate to put up Christian symbols in fear of offending the Muslim minority. In Quebec, we don’t do that shit. Live your life the Quebec way regardless of what race or religion you are into or get the fuck out, that’s what we say. And I am a proud Quebecer, ladies and gentlemen. Anyway, back to the fucking. I squeezed Aamina’s big round ass as she went down on me. At the same time, I almost moaned as Muhammad Aziz thrust his tongue into my ass. Dude was really good at what he did. And here I thought all Somalis did was pray and chatter in their guttural language. Hmmm. Dude’s got some sweet lips on him. Word up.

Man, after getting my cock and balls suck and my ass thoroughly licked, I was ready for some serious fucking. I assumed control because I’m the stud around here and both Aamina and Muhammad were ready to follow my lead. First, I spread Aamina’s plump thighs and breathed in the scent of the Lebanese Canadian woman’s pussy. I never stick my cock in a pussy without first inspecting it, ladies and gentlemen. It prevents all kinds of nasty surprises. Much to my delight, Aamina had a sweet-smelling and even sweeter-tasting pussy. I began licking her up as if she were made of the most delicious of nectars. Aamina giggled and ran her hands through my dreads as I licked her. At the same time, she was jerking Muhammad bursa merkez escort Aziz off. Apparently, the gay Somali didn’t mind getting a hand job from his female best friend. Now that’s what I call true friendship. I wish I had friends like that.

I was ready to fuck, and put a condom on. I put Aamina on all fours, gave her big round ass a slap for good measure, then slid my cock into her pussy. Muhammad Aziz watched us, stroking his thick member. Hmm. I didn’t know Somali guys were packing like that. Since they’re usually tall and thin, I assumed they weren’t thick anywhere. I stand corrected. Anyhow, I began drilling my cock into Aamina’s cunt. The Lebanese chick had a nice, tight pussy. Oh, I knew that she sure as hell wasn’t a virgin or even close to it. The thing you have to understand about Muslim women, especially the ones from conservative nations like the Republic of Lebanon and the Nation of Somalia, is that they’ve got both a public face and a private face. Same as you and me. In public, they dress conservatively and act all soft and sweet. In private, well, you’ll get the idea of what they’re truly like. That’s when their true self really comes out. I once saw a pair of hijab-wearing Somali chicks inside the adult video store located near the big mall downtown. Yeah, man. I am not kidding. And they bought enough DVDs and sex toys to shock even me. And I’m not a prude in any sense of the word.

I pinched Aamina’s big booty and told her to make some noise while I’m fucking her. When she seemed reluctant to comply with my request, I pulled her hair and yanked her head backwards while slamming my cock deeper inside of her. Muhammad smiled as Aamina’s eardrum-bursting scream filled the master bedroom of the apartment they both shared. I went really wild on her, man. I smacked that ass, pulled that hair and fucked that pussy. I owned her. Later, I had a go with her ass. Face down and ass up, Aamina spread her plump ass cheeks and offered me her asshole. Muhammad held Aamina’s ass cheeks wide open and lubricated her while I pushed my cock into her bursa ucuz escort asshole. Hmmm. Aamina’s ass felt wonderfully warm and tight around my dick. Gently I began fucking her, taking my sweet time. We fucked and sucked for a good forty five minutes, then I had my nut. Once I pulled out of Aamina, Muhammad grabbed my still-hard dick, took off the condom and drank my seed. Man, I so wanted to fuck Muhammad but I was spent. Fortunately, the Somali stud knew a way to get me back online, so to speak.

Muhammad sucked my cock and fingered my asshole. Even with his best efforts, I wasn’t able to get hard again. At least not at first. Hey, if you’re smiling maliciously while reading this, you really should shut the fuck up. I’m a normal man, more or less, and I’ve got my limitations. Fortunately, Aamina joined Muhammad’s efforts. The sexy Lebanese mama sucked my cock while Muhammad sucked my balls. And what do you know? Lo and behold, in no time they had me hard as hell again. Muhammad smiled happily and assumed the position. Aamina held Muhammad’s ass cheeks wide open and poured lubricant all over his asshole while I put on a condom. I placed my dick against Muhammad’s asshole, and began fucking him. Aamina grinned at me and smacked Muhammad’s ass while I fucked him. She’s so naughty. I leaned over and sucked on Aamina’s tits while fucking Muhammad. The Somali stud didn’t mind. I enjoyed this delicious plate of Somali man booty for a good while, then I got my second and final nut of the night. And once more, Aamina and Muhammad sucked me off. Man, are Muslims freaky or what?

After that fantastic first night, the three of us became inseparable. I visit my hot new neighbors fairly often. Lebanese pussy and Lebanese booty along with a healthy serving of Somali man flesh. What kind of bisexual stud would I be if I didn’t enjoy such tasty dishes as often as I could? I’m new to Ottawa and although it’s a very boring town, I’m having fun. Carleton University is full of freaks too, I’m sure, but I’m new there and don’t want to get a bad reputation yet. That’s why I’m having my fun with some freaks located a bit closer to home. And for now, it works for me. While Ottawa isn’t half as beautiful as my beautiful hometown of Montreal, the local bitches ( both male and female ) give it up so easily that they make this town an attractive destination for booty catchers like myself. I think I’m going to like it here. This city won’t know what hit it!

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My computer desk looks like a battlefield; empty 20 ounce bottles of Diet Coke and Diet 7-Up lay half empty, like wounded soldiers attesting to my battle with boredom. There are unopened letters, Chinese takeout boxes, and even my prized pair of red chopsticks.

It’s very apparent that I live at my computer.

I’m surfing the web, trying in vain to find something I haven’t already come across online to entertain me. As usual, I’m alone, bored out of my mind, lonely and horny.

The generic blue of the screen reflects off my face in the dark, and the contended purr of the processor and fans mimic the purr of the cat curled up at my feet. My mind wanders to the prospect of my own pussy purring happily after hours of great sex.

Suddenly re-inspired in my search for something to do, I decided the best possible thing to “do” would be myself. I run off to my bedroom, and grope under the bed for my trusty goodie bag. I unzip the bag and survey my stockpile, looking for tonight’s weapons of choice. I can already feel the heat between my legs starting to intensify in anticipation. Groping through the bag, I find a medium sized blue marbled rubber dildo, slightly curved and extremely stiff. I lay it aside lovingly, along with a bottle of Aqua Lube. I can already feel the beginnings of wetness inside me, and I contemplate leaving the lube. It stays out though, as I dig deeper. I grab onto the familiar diamond shaped squishiness of my butt plug, my favorite, but definitely not my only, anal toy. Into the pile it goes. I grab aimlessly at one of the several vibrators, and come up with the familiar bullet shape, this time a long thin purple one. I do a quick battery check, and feel the soft numbing sensation in my palm. Check and check. I lay it in the growing stack of accoutrements.

I’m getting impatient to get started, and I feel the familiar tugging of the muscles in my vagina flexing, the physical equivalent of whining for attention. My nipples stiffen underneath my thin white tank top, and I’m reminded of what I’m forgetting. Impatiently, I lean back on my heels, digging them into the swollen flesh between my legs hoping for some relief as I dive into the bag again. Pawing around to the very bottom of the bag, I find the last of my treasures for tonight; a pair of seemingly harmless wooden clothes pins. I gather up my collection, pressing the arsenal of oddly shaped tools into my breasts once again hoping in vain for at least a slight decline in the uncomfortable longing and march dutifully back to my desk. Pushing aside the collection of junk, I plop my armload onto the desk, and after some brief arranging I’m ready. I slip my fingers into the elastic of my loose-fitting flannel pajama bottoms, and slip them quickly off my full hips and into a pile on the floor. Stepping out of the tangled material, I can’t help but slide my fingers down over my cotton covered clit, now throbbing and aching. I rub myself slowly, just enough to turn the pain pack into tension, and plop down in my chair. The cold leather bites at my bare ass, and I quietly curse myself for wasting a g-string from my sparse supply of sexy underwear on a night at home.

Sliding my chair back up to the keyboard, I grab the mouse and open a new browser window, which displays my favorite search engine, Google. Although I’m pretty sure I’ve exhausted the insane amount of free pornography listed, in addition to following an endless stream of graphic banner ads and pop ups for ‘The Best Cum Shots On the Net!’ and ‘Nasty Sluts Take it in the Ass, LIVE!’, I still type in my favorite masturbation fodder, “group sex”.

I scan the list of links in bold blue, squinting against the harsh white light. After opening a few links to the same damned thing, threesomes with triple E fake boobs and more make-up smeared on small cocks than I wear in a week my excitement level has dropped to almost nil, and the once enticing array of toys now looks like a testament to my lack of a social life rather than an inviting adventure.

Downtrodden but not defeated, I type ‘gang bang amateur’ in the search field, figuring between the more graphic description along with the correct spelling I might actually find something new, exciting, and interesting. Finally, halfway down the third results page, I find a link to someone’s personal webpage. Figuring the flood of pop up ads can be no worse on a free web host than on any porn site, I click the link.

The opening page has a picture of a cute couple, average looking, average build, cuddling under a tree. The biography is long and drawn out, as they always are, so I scan the text and after finding ‘We have an open relationship’ and ‘often invite couples and groups into our sex life’ along with things like ‘bisexual’ ‘anal’ ‘multiple penetration’ and ‘exhibition’ I’m getting the wonderful warm bursa escort sensations between my legs again, and my nipples are painfully erect against the rough poly-cotton fabric of my tank top.

I click the ‘Enter Our Site’ link, and am informed by a glaring red text that I must enter my name, a short bio, my e-mail and a messenger contact in order to enter the site. Oh lord, more junk mail. But the pulsing of my clit and the pounding of my pulse make it obvious that SPAM is not a priority.

As a reward, I’m greeted by a graphic gallery. There’s an introductory shot of the group’s girls; most are pretty at best, but I much prefer an average woman to a silicone filled Barbie. They’re all sans make-up and sans clothes, all different shapes and sizes. The average age is 23-28, so all the breasts are perky and full. Some are shaven, some are trimmed, some are au natural, but all of them are thrilled to be with one another. I’m already feeling the moisture inside me seep into my panties as I click through the individual shots of the guys. Finally, a sex group that isn’t full of gigantic, hairy, ugly old men with lots of money and small dicks. The guys are the same ages as their female counterparts, of average to strong build, and the line of erect cocks proves that none of them are ‘below average’ when it comes to the equipment.

I click on, and absentmindedly slip my left breast out of the top of my tank top. I lick my fingers and pinch the nipple lightly as I click through pictures of the party getting started. There are a few shots of the girls playing with one another, and I focus on a stunning brunette eating out a mousy little bleach bottle blonde. The blonde is spread eagle on an armchair, lovingly admiring the brunette between her legs. Her fingers are at her nipples, pinching them outward into deep reddish pink points between her fingers. Tweaking my own nipple roughly, I maximize the picture and my imagination plays out the full scene. I prop one of my legs up on the desk, and reach down to massage myself. I play my fingers over my slit, imagining the brunette sliding her tongue along the folds of the blonde’s flesh. I push the thin black cotton harder against my clit, rubbing roughly and spreading the wetness of my pussy in imitation of the brunette’s hot saliva. Aching for more I grudgingly pull my hand away, grabbing for the mouse and cursing my 56k connection.

I click back to the gallery, and find a pale skinned, lusciously curvy black haired woman sucking the tiny nipples of a petite girl with hair streaked purple and a labia piercing. Behind the black haired girl, a tanned, wiry blonde guy is pushing his large cock into her, the soft light curves of her ass glistening with her cum and sweat against his rough stabs. She, in turn, is thrusting a rather large dildo into the neatly shaved girl with purple hair, who appears to be literally squealing with delight. I feel my cunt tighten and drip at the sight of one of my most imagined combinations and decide it’s time to start with the heavy artillery.

I maximize the picture and push the g-string to one side of my swollen, tender and bare lips. I grab my own blue dildo and, spreading my lips with two fingers, push the tip inside myself. My muscles contract roughly against the foreign object, sending a flood of my own juices down over my hand and the rubber cock. Forcing my hips up out of the chair, I thrust myself onto the dildo. Shuddering from the excitement, I work the toy in rough pushes in and out of my aching hole, imaging the tanned man poised behind me, forcing his huge pole in and out of me. My oral fixation kicks in, and I find myself sucking harshly on my lower lip. I allow my eyes to close and imagine the girl’s tiny breasts encircled by my mouth, her small frame shaking with pleasure and arching up against my lips. The pounding in my pussy is excruciatingly hard, but I still want for more.

Pushing the dildo deep inside myself, imagining one last hard thrust and grunt, and wanting to feel the hot trickle of a man’s ejaculation running down my thigh, I force my eyes open. Leaving the toy in place, I gingerly wipe my hand against my thigh, leaving a thin, shiny trail of moisture. Once again with my fingers on the mouse, I click back to the gallery.

I find a picture of the girl from the front page on all fours, full to the brim with cock. Though her mouth is busy deep-throating her doting partner as he holds her long hair back from her face, her eyes are smiling up at him with pure pleasure. The tanned blonde man from the previous picture is straddling her from behind, pushed tightly against her full, round ass. I fleetingly wonder if there are assigned roles, and he’s been dubbed the ‘man in back’. Below the loving wife a fair skinned redhead has her lips puckered tightly against the gently bursa escort bayan dangling breasts of the woman above her. I can just see the edges of dark brown nipples dimpling under the pressure of the redhead’s teeth above her soft, wet lips. Her hand is stretched down to fondle the woman’s clit, while her hips are pushed up firmly into the darker flesh above her. Her pale thin hips are unmistakably criss-crossed with the black straps of a strap-on harness, no doubt burying another fake cock deep inside the beautiful brown haired, dark skinned wife.

I sigh in anticipation and double-click the picture to full size. With the scene now covering my screen, I’m sure this image will finish me off. I’m dripping fluid down my ass into what will soon be a puddle between my legs. Where to start? I spread a bit of my own lubrication over my asshole, and then reach for the Aqua Lube. I pop the top open with one hand and let the thick sticky liquid drip down onto the sensitive skin. As I spread the lube over my ass I can feel the first quick clenching muscle pangs of orgasm deep inside me. Grabbing the butt plug, I coat the soft surface with lube and place the tip against my tightly clenched asshole. Forcing myself to relax I tilt my hips upward and slowly push it into my ass. The pain of the first penetration is startling as always, but once the plug is in place the exquisite pressure re-excites my vaginal muscles, and my clit begins pounding again from the stimulation inside me. The sensitive nerves at the surface are massaged gently by the base of the plug, and I can’t help but squirm and writhe in my chair with want.

But, this is too good a possibility for a mind blowing orgasm to allow myself to indulge in short sighted pleasure. Breathing deeply and slowly to calm myself, I reach for the only innocent item in my collection. The hard wood of the clothes pins has been worn smooth inside the clamp and the spring has lost some force from repeated use, making them just perfect. I gingerly clamp one to my already exposed left nipple, and flick the end lightly with my fingers. I can feel the nerves shooting a rush of adrenaline down my spine into my already painfully aroused cunt. A loud moan escapes from me and I quickly pull my right breast out of my tank top. My full, round, taught tits glow almost iridescently in the light of the monitor. I love the way they look like this, hoisted up and pinned together between the thin straps on my shoulders. I crane my neck forward and nip at my own erect nipple. Sighing hard and sitting up, I pin my right nipple and nearly fly out of the chair from the intense sensation.

Diverting my attention briefly from the task at hand, I control my breathing and clench my hands against the arms of my high backed office chair. I watch my chest rise and fall rhythmically, the clothes pins sticking out like some strange sexual antenna, letting the world know I’m ready for a peel-me-off-the-ceiling orgasm. Closing my eyes, I concentrate on relaxing my instinctively tightening vagina. I’m almost meditative, regaining strength and stamina for what I’m sure will prove to be one of the best self-sex sessions of my life. Now calmer and less sensitive, I open my eyes for one last glance at the picture, and then let my imagination run wild.

In my mind, the dark haired woman disappears and I’m in her place. Her husband’s cock is now that of my lover; warm, hard, and pulsing deep in my mouth. I let my tongue slip up and down the length of this imaginary cock, sucking it roughly into my mouth and almost feeling the tickle of the neatly trimmed pubic hair against my lips. The warmth of his body pressed to my face is almost intoxicating. I imagine reaching up and lightly fondling his balls, every now and then letting my tongue cross my lower lip to wet the thin flesh. I swallow hard against the smooth head of his cock and suck down against him, drawing his hot load closer and closer to my hungry mouth. I let my fingers wander down to my ass, and grip the edge of the butt plug between my fingers. It’s now the hard member of a man behind me, straddling my thighs and gripping my hips with force and determination. He is at first slow and deliberate, pushing into me until his thighs meet the slick surface of my ass. He drags his finger along the line where his cock meets my ass, spreading his pre-cum and lubricant over the tight opening. Once he is sure I’m primed, he begins to push in and out of me harder and faster, sending my mouth bobbing forcefully against the base of my lover’s dick. In a hot back and forth, I feel his head slip in and out of me as my lover’s throbbing erection slips in and out of my throat.

Flicking against the ends of the clothes pins, I see the redhead’s teeth clamp down on my pert nipples, and feel her tongue slide bursa bayan escort over the tip pinched between her teeth. Her lips are tender and soft, caressing the outer edges of my nipple, working the cool flesh into an ever warming frenzy. She alternates teasingly between them, playing her fingers lightly over one nipple as her hot mouth grips and massages the other. She rocks back and forth as my tits bob before her in sync with the oral and anal engagement going on above her. Every now and then she bites hard into the soft flesh, sending me nearly into convulsions and muffled moaning, which only entices my lover more.

I begin to push and pull the dildo in and out of my slippery, tight cunt with force. The redhead is pounding her hips into mine now, mashing the strap-on into me and grinding the walls of my pussy into the cock of the man behind me. She thrusts powerfully into me, all the while grasping and kneading my breasts with mouth and hand.

Nearly over the edge, I grope blindly for the vibrator and turn it on, sliding it against my now almost protruding clitoris. The redhead is rapidly working the slender fingers of her free hand against me. Intermittently she pauses and pushes her hips up to dig her false erection into me before resuming the racing pace her fingers dance over my hot spot. Alternately, she massages her own clit. I can feel the warm squish of her fluids and mine when her hips rise up to meet mine.

Almost overwhelmed with sensation, I alternate working the toys inside and against myself. I can feel the raging hard-on of my lover pulsing hotly in my mouth, as he nears climax. The man behind me pounds mercilessly into me, gripping my hips more and more tightly as he too gets ready to explode. The redhead arches her hips into me more and more quickly. Her teeth dig into my soft flesh as she bites harshly against one nipple, and pinches and rolls the other between her fingers. I feel her other hand switching between her clit and mine, sharing out sticky sweetness.

I arch my back, pressing my shoulders into my chair and panting heavily. As I feel my pussy tighten down for the last time and the warmth of my cum spilling out of me, I imagine the combined orgasm of my fantasy mates. My lover moans deeply and shoves his cock into my mouth. I can feel the ooze of his ejaculation down my throat, taste the salty bitterness on my tongue. The man behind me plunges into me, pressing his thighs tightly against my ass. He grunts roughly and grabs at my hips as he reaches orgasm, writhing against me and panting. The redhead beneath me latches onto my breast, sucking down and biting my sore nipples. She thrusts her hips up one last time, trapping her hand between us, stroking furiously at my swollen clit and moaning against my skin. Locked together, I can feel exhaustion setting in, as well as the trembling tiredness of my companions.

Slowly bringing myself back to reality, I’m faced with the consequences of this extended, exquisite torture. Every muscle in my body aches; my vaginal muscles continue to contract spasmodically while my thighs tremble, my pulse races, and I feel completely spent. I’m covered with sweat and the liquid remnants of my experience. As I whimper through the last, now painful waves of lessening intensity I begin to contemplate the idea of clean up. My body feels too heavy to move, and every inch of skin is flaming with the slightest touch. I’ve lost the vibrator under the desk, and fortunately I don’t hear the faint buzzing that would require me searching for it to turn it off. I wince as I release my nipples from the clothes pins. Setting them aside, I gently lift the top of my tank top back up over my breasts, stretching it away from my skin to avoid as much as possible the sting of the fabric rubbing across the raw flesh. I grope for the hand towel I know is lost somewhere on my desk. Finding it, I begin the slow, painstaking process of removing devices that now feel more like medieval methods of punishment than objects of pleasure.

Now undone, I stand up and nearly pass out from the rush of blood from my lower regions flooding back through my system. A dripping mess, I collect my things and trudge to the bathroom to wash myself and my ‘helpers’ for the night.

I return to my desk, now sans underwear, and slip my pajama pants back on. I tiredly clean up the mess left on my chair, and plop myself down to bookmark the page.

As I get ready to close Internet Explorer, disconnect, and call it a night an instant messenger window pops up on my screen. I contemplate clicking ‘ignore’…the last thing I need is one more horny 17 year old boy trying to be smooth.

But I know the user name. I can hardly believe it. Her screen name was under some of the pictures on the site. This was the girl who, unbeknownst to her, just spent the last hour and a half fucking me. Figuratively, of course.

My redheaded companion just stepped out of my dream and into a tangible existence, even if it was only online.

I swallowed hard, suddenly rejuvenated as adrenaline forced its way through my body, and clicked ‘accept’.

~To Be Continued~

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ENTRY 13

Well it has finally happened digital diary. All the sacrifices and all the events have had their final justification. Both things that Daniel and I have worked so hard for this year have come true. But since I am writing here you have to assume that at least one more thing needed to happen to close the deal. There was one more and it was huge.

First, my boyfriend Daniel was awarded the coveted internship he has worked so hard for. As a result, he will jump ahead of everyone else on his journey to success. He was working so hard to do everything he could to put himself in position to be awarded, but needed a little nudge to get him over the hump. In my last entry I described how I willingly gave my body to Dr. Stengel, the primary decision maker, for 24 hours to guarantee Daniel this internship. I did it for our future. ‘To our success’… I need to keep telling myself this. Daniel loves me and means to marry me. I even caught him looking at engagement rings the other day.

Goal number one accomplished.

The other thing I wanted out of this school year was to become head cheerleader. You know of the sacrifices I have made over the past several months to put myself in the position to get the job. I have written about them as a means of my justification.

Well it took one more final event, one more sacrifice. It was the most significant one of them all. But I got it! If you would have asked me anytime right up until 5 minutes before I did it, I would have denied that it was even a possibility. But when faced with the opportunity to grab what I desired so much, I could not say no. Let me tell you what happened.

We are passed the sports seasons, at least for cheerleaders. So the work the squad has been putting in has been minimal. It is mostly a once a week practice for the entire squad and a once a week meeting that I have been invited into by Tiffany, the current head cheerleader.

I really thought my opportunities for making my case for the promotion to head cheerleader were over for this year. But at the last meeting, they commented that there was one more event. The event was a very small social hosting the schools largest athletic donors. So small in fact, that it was to be held at the cheerleading coach’s house. Coach Jenkins asked Tiffany to line up 4 or 5 cheerleaders to attend.

After the meeting I asked Tiffany what they needed cheerleaders for. Her response was, “These guys want sexy ladies to serve them food, refill their drinks, laugh at their bad jokes and otherwise be eye candy.”

I told her I wanted in. She asked, “Are you sure? These guys are going to get very handsy and the more they drink the worse it gets.”

I told her that if there was a chance to do a favor for the coach that could push her to nominate me for head cheerleader than I wanted in.

She gave me specific instructions on where to be and when. She told me to wear our performance outfits because they are the most revealing. Lastly she said, “Make sure to shave and clean out your pussy and your ass. And wear your skimpiest thong under your skirt.”

I mean I guess there is a lot to be said about ‘preparing for anything’, but clean out my ass? I could not envision what could possibly happen that would require that. I mean that is taking ‘handsy’ to a whole new level.

So the day came. It was a Saturday afternoon. I arrived at the time Tiffany told me to, but as I pulled up I did not see her car. I knocked on the door and coach Jenkins answered. She pulled me inside and said, “Thank goodness you are here.”

I replied, “What coach? Where is Tiffany?”

“Tiffany has a huge sinus infection. I just left her house. She will not be here.”

“What about the other girls?”

“There were supposed to be two other girls, but they bailed. I can’t get a hold of them. There better be a damn good reason for them not answering my phone call. They better be in a hospital somewhere. At the very least they are going to get their ass chewed.”

“So did you call some of the other girls?”

“I called Mary but she told me that she broke her leg this morning. I called Tori but she is out of town. There are no other girls that would do well here tonight. This is a very important night for us.”

Coach looked distraught. I could see the panic in her eyes. I also saw an opportunity. “Coach, let me take care of tonight. I will represent us well. Just tell me what to do.”

She looked at me a replied, “Candace, I don’t know. This is not something that one girl should do on her own. It is too much to ask of one person. And you are so young.”

Just then the head football coach came into the room and asked, “Where the fuck are all the cheerleaders? The guys are going to be here in less than 30 minutes.”

Coach Jenkins replied, “Tiffany has a bad sinus infection, Mary broke her leg this morning, Tori is out of town, and Brook and Stephanie are AWOL. Candace is the only one available with the skill set we need tonight.”

“Ah escort bayan shit. We can’t fuck this up Jenkins. Your girls did a shit job last year and their donation checks were less than thrilling if you remember. Our budget went into the toilet.”

He continued to mumble as he left the room in a huff. I asked, “What do I need to do coach?”

She looked at me again and took my arms in her hands. “We need to do everything we can to make these guys happy tonight. The happier they are the bigger their checks will be. Most of the athletics at the school, including the entire cheerleading budget, mostly comes from these guys. And most of it comes in the checks they will give us next week.”

I felt the magnitude of how important this evening was. Coach continued, “I am old. There is only so much I can do. You are the young, sexy girl they want the attention from. I wish there were more of you. There were supposed to be anyway. I am so sorry to have to ask you to do this.”

I saw the opportunity and reached out and seized it. “Just tell me about these guys and I will do the rest.”

“Candace, you need to do anything and everything you can to make these guys happy. The financial future of our program depends on it.”

Coach Jenkins gave me the background of the guys. In addition to our football coach, coach Dwyer, who is almost 6′ tall and in super good shape, there would be four other guys. Mike, is around 40, made his money as a stock investor. Jack is the youngest at 32, and is an ex athlete from the school. He made his money playing in the NFL and is recently retired. Brett is nearing 50 and is part owner of a large tire supply company. Earl is the oldest of the group at 55. He is a real estate developer.

Right about the time coach Jenkins finished giving me the rundown on the guys, they started showing up. I put on my smile and started welcoming them in. Over the next hour, coach worked with the caterer to finish the meal while I served drinks and appetizers. As I worked the room, their jokes started to get saucier and their attentions started to zero in on me a little more. Nearly all of the guys got touchy feely with me more than once. The most egregious was Jack pulling me onto his lap and rubbing my leg. I laughed it off as I barely escaped his grasp.

I came into the kitchen to refill drinks and I cornered coach Jenkins. “All of these guys are starting to get pretty touchy feely out there. Jack pulled me onto his lap.”

Coach looked at me with a worried look. She said, “It’s going to get worse darling. Stay strong and confident. You are doing amazing.”

I nodded and took a deep breath. I walked over to the drink counter and made me something strong. I downed it in one gulp. Coach then reminded me how important this event was and how it all seemed to hang on me. I took another drink.

Dinner was ready so coach wrangled them all to the table. I started serving the food. Each time I walked next to one of the guys, they would grope me or pinch me or feel me up somewhere. The alcohol started to kick in and I started talking to the guys a little more. Each time I went to the kitchen I sipped on something. My courage was rising by the minute.

By dessert, the guys had gotten more aggressive. Mike reached under my skirt and fondled my ass. If I hadn’t move so fast, he would have been inside my tiny thong. Earl grabbed my boobs and didn’t think anything of it. Jack pulled me onto his lap again and I felt his huge hard-on through his pants. The guys started cheering and goading the others to do more to me. I was able to escape.

I hurried into the kitchen and confronted coach Jenkins. “I can’t do this coach. They are starting to cross the line. My boyfriend would not appreciate this very much.”

Coach pleaded with me to continue. “You need to make these guys happy. They are worth a lot of money and we need some of that to come our way.”

“You want me to cheat on my boyfriend?”

“I need you to make these guys happy. Whatever it takes.”

I put my hand on my hip and looked annoyed. She continued, “Please Candace. I don’t have any other options. I cannot go through another year with no budget and coach Dwyer treating me like a loser. This year almost drove me into retirement.”

I did not respond and continued to look annoyed. I was pondering how far things might escalate with these guys and whether I was willing to accept it or not. Coach broke the uncomfortable silence. “What do you want?”

“What do you mean what do I want?”

“I deeply need you to give these guys whatever they want tonight. I want to know what I need to give you for you to say yes.”

I thought for a minute and then it hit me. “I want to become the next head cheerleader as soon as Tiffany graduates.”

“Listen. I know you have been recommended by Tiffany and ironically by coach Jacobs, but I don’t know. You would be the youngest head cheerleader in school history. You’ll only be a sophomore.”

“But I bursa vip escort have been doing all the things required of me. I have done all of your events. You have seen me dance. You have been preparing me all along.”

“Well yes. I mean you have the talent and are in line for it some day. But I am not sure about doing it so soon.”

“You want this night to go well? You want me to cheat on my boyfriend and make these guys happy? Then I need something to justify it.”

Coach sat there in thought for a moment. Coach Dwyer came into the kitchen and said, “Candace we need you to refresh drinks. Hurry up in here.” He grabbed a bowel of chips and left the kitchen.

Coach Jenkins looked at me and said, “You need to do every single thing they ask for. There cannot be one unhappy donor. You got that?”

“And if they leave happy you promise me my promotion?”

“If you can do this Candace, you will deserve it.”

I walked over to the drink counter again and pounded two more heavy shots. I needed my courage on maximum. I stood there for a brief moment and adjusted my mindset. As I walked by coach I commented, “I’m doing this for our school, for our cheerleading program, and because I believe your word. I want that spot more than anything.”

Coach nodded and I walked out of the kitchen. Coach followed me out to attend to the cleanup. I walked over to Mike and sat on his lap and kissed him. This brought a bunch of hoots and hollers from the rest of the guys. I broke the kiss and apologized for the delay and asked him what he wanted to drink. He rubbed his hand on my leg and told me a rum and coke.

I walked over to Jack and sat on his lap and kissed him as well. He pulled me over to his cock and settled it between my ass cheeks. He reached between my legs and rubbed my pussy through the thin fabric of my thong. As I finally broke away he told me he wanted another beer.

I walked over to Brett and repeated the performance. As we kissed he massaged my tit through the material of my uniform and bra. Finally I broke the kiss off and he told me that he wanted a gin and tonic.

I sat on Earl’s lap and kissed him as well. When we broke the kiss he told me that he wanted a scotch. As I got up to leave his lap he smacked me on the butt.

I walked over to coach Dwyer and sat on his lap. He looked at me briefly and smiled. “I’m glad you turned the corner. I hope you are ready for what you are going to get.”

I told him I was and then he pulled me in and kissed me. He shoved his tongue deep in my mouth and reached between my legs and massaged my pussy; which was very wet by now.

I went back into the kitchen and took off my bra and my thong and put them next to my purse. Coach Jenkins came into the kitchen and commented, “That was very good Candace. I hope you know what you are doing.”

“I am making them happy coach. Just like you asked me to.”

Coach Jenkins left the kitchen and I worked on mixing the requested drinks. I heard the door to the kitchen open but did not turn around. Soon after I felt a pair of hands each from around me a grasp my big tits. He whispered in my ear, “Feels like you took your bra off. I appreciate that.”

I reached behind me and gripped his manhood as he continued to paw my breasts. I finally asked him, “What are you going to do with this big tool between your legs?”

“You’re going to drop to your knees and I am going to feed it to you.”

I broke away from his hold and turned around. I realized it was Mike. As I leaned in and kissed him, I started to undo his pants. I broke the kiss and told him, “The other guys are waiting on their drinks so you better hurry.”

I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down. I lifted his shirt revealing an above average cock already pointing straight in the air. My mouth watered and my pussy tingled. I quickly lowered my mouth over his bulbous head and slid him in until he hit the back of my throat. I heard him moan his appreciation.

As much as I wanted to spend some time enjoying this nice cock, I knew I needed to be efficient. I had other people to attend to. With one hand I gripped the base of his manhood and stroked at the same pace as my mouth was going up and down. With the other hand, I gently massaged his balls. A soft, “Ahhh Fuck!’ escaped Mike’s mouth.

I felt him put his hands on the back of my head and start rocking his hips. I prepared myself as he started to fuck my mouth. I removed both of my hands and placed them on his thighs for balance as he pushed his cock into my throat. I tried to relax so I didn’t get hurt.

In and out he pushed his cock going deeper into my throat with each thrust. I was getting turned on by being manhandled like I was. I could feel my juices flowing down the insides of my legs. My throat finally relaxed and he shoved himself all the way in and held it there. My nose was mashed into his trimmed pubic hair. “Oh my god. Take that cock you dirty slut.”

My bursa elit escort pussy gushed a little at his demeaning comment. He pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth and started jerking it. I told him, “You better cum in my mouth Mike. I have other guys to attend to.”

He shoved his cock back my mouth and started rocking his hips again. “Suck the cum out of me then. And you better swallow it you fucking slut.”

I could taste his pre-cum leaking out of his tip and a few moments later I felt his cock swell. He grunted and filled my mouth with his first spurt. It was mostly tasteless and I swallowed it down. That was quickly followed by several more. He kept grunting each time his cock pulsed and filled my mouth. Over and over I sent his slimy jizz down my throat.

Finally his orgasm was done. I swallowed his last little bits and cleaned his cock up nicely. As I stood up, I pulled his pants up and handed them to him. He smiled and looked at me and said, “You are a talented little cocksucker. We are going to have fun with you tonight.”

Mike buttoned up his pants and left the kitchen. Coach Jenkins came back in and asked me if I was okay. I nodded to her and finished making drinks. There was one drink for each of the guys and another for me.

As I walked around the table delivering drinks, each of the guys felt me up again. Mike announced to everyone that I had taken my bra off. This caused a bunch of whistles from the group. Jack was the first to realize that I had taken my thong off. He pulled me onto his lap and reached between my legs again. This time when I gave him access he rubbed up against my bare pussy. “Oh shit guys. She is bare as the winter’s snow down here and so deliciously wet.”

I was able to escape Jack but Brett and coach Dwyer got quite the feel. I headed back to the kitchen to bring in some dishes. As expected it was only a couple minutes before the kitchen door opened again. This time it was Earl walking in. I asked him, “Are you interested in a blowjob too?”

He smiled. “I would like one, but not this minute. I was hoping I could taste your wet pussy before the rest of these guys soil it.”

“You want to go down on me?” I asked.

“Yes. I have not tasted teenage pussy in many years. Do you mind?”

“Uh no.”

He walked me over to the breakfast table and moved the centerpiece. I lied down on my back and spread my legs for him. I felt the juices run down my ass cheeks in anticipation. He knelt down and licked my pussy in one long stroke from bottom to top. I looked down and saw him licking his lips with a delighted look on his face. “Mmmm Mmmm, that is good.”

Then he went to work. He licked and sucked and nibbled on all the tiny areas of my pussy causing my loins to stir and moans to escape my mouth. He started fucking me with thick tongue, which sent me to another place. With my horniness level topped out I was ready for an orgasm.

Earl soon worked his way up to my clit flicking it several times with his tongue. I jerked and let out the breath I was holding. He slid two fingers deep into my dripping twat and pulled my clit into his mouth. I only lasted another minute before I flooded his mouth with my orgasm. He lapped my juices up and cleaned my bald kitty before standing up.

He smiled down on me and said, “Thank you beautiful.”

I asked him if he wanted me to return the favor. “That would be mighty nice of you darling.”

I dropped to my knees and pulled out his manhood. It was long and skinny just like he was. My mouth and throat were already warmed up from Mike, so I deepthroated him immediately. He groaned and enjoyed me servicing him. Up and down I went on his lengthy unit making sure to do my magic trick with my tongue.

A few minutes later he let me know he was going to cum. I took him in my mouth. There was not much volume, but the flavor was sweeter than expected. I let it linger for a moment before I swallowed it down. I cleaned up his cock and let him go.

Earl got dressed and thanked me again. As he walked out of the room, Brett walked in. “Looks like it is my turn.”

“Would you like a blowjob too?”

“That’s a good place to start.”

I dropped to my knees ready to give my third blowjob in the last 20 minutes. He unbuckled his pants and I pulled them to the floor. He moved his shirt out of the way and I leaned forward and took his limp cock into my mouth. He moaned at the warmth as his manhood grew in my mouth. I sucked and tugged until he was completely hard.

I deepthroated his average cock easily and massaged the underbelly of his manhood with my tongue on the way up each round. After a few minutes of that he grabbed my hair and pulled me off of his cock. “You are a talented cocksucker. But I am ready for that sweet pussy of yours. Stand up.”

He pulled me up by my hair at first and then by my arm. “Excuse me?”

“Turn around slut and bend over. I want to plow your pussy from behind.”

“I don’t think so. I’ll suck your cock and you can cum in my mouth, but I am not going to fuck you.”

“Do you know how much money your coaches are asking me to donate? Three hundred thousand dollars. So listen here slut. You’re going to bend over and give me that pussy or I am walking out of here with my checkbook in hand.”

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