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It’s been a week since this incident happened. I decided to sit down and write about it. So here’s my story.

Katherine was the new girl at work, A very reserved young woman with a high standard of morals from her strict family upbringing. She was also a newlywed of 3 months married to some guy named Henry. At work she kept mostly to herself but was very particular about her name. She preferred being called Katherine didn’t mind Kate or Katie but hated being called Kitty she said it sounded obscene.

Keeping to herself like she did everyone at work thought Katie was a prissy spoiled young little bitch…a daddy’s little girl. I thought Katie exuded an aura of chastity that was a turn on for me. When the topic of conversation would turn to raunchy sex at work, Katherine would just stand there being silent. Her reddened face like that of the blushing bride that she was. I worked beside Katie and being a couple years older than her, she would confide in me. By her old- fashioned upbringing… SEX was solely for reproducing not pleasure. She frowned upon birth control. She believed the subject of sex should only be discussed with your husband. Also, as long as she was wearing this… pointing to her wedding ring being promiscuous or flirtatious was unthinkable. Never did I see Katherine flirting or say something with meaning to be sexual not even a dirty joke.

Being new to the area I helped Henry and Kate move into their house even though our relationship was strictly from working together. There, stood Katie decked out in pair of frayed jean shorts and a halter. Her long tan legs leading up to cute little ass cheeks just barely concealed by the frayed threads. Katie’s small size breasts just trying to poke out over the top of her low cut halter. I overheard her husband calling her Kitty a few times and her playfully grabbing his crotch several times. Seeing and hearing this was quite a change from the “Katherine” I knew from work. I must say Henry was some lucky guy, his 21-year old wife was a real cock teaser outside of work. My dick and I was glad to help them move in that day. All afternoon I got to watch Kate’s tight little ass wiggling at me while she lifted boxes, her small titties being exposed as she would lean forward. Needless to say I jacked-off in the shower that night fantasizing about Katie. But, even after becoming neighbors we still remained just work friends.

Then about a month ago Katie came into work and said she needed time off that her husband had been in an accident and needed her care. Upon hearing this I told Kate, “If there is anything you need I’m only down the street!” She replied, “I’ll keep you in mind Todd.”

I emphasized again, “ANYTHING” as she rushed out the door like an angel of mercy.

About 5 weeks had passed since Katie left work and it was a Saturday afternoon my phone rings its Katie. She is frantic, in a desperate voice stating she needs my help please get over here as soon as you can. I drop the phone while telling her I’d be right over. I sprint up to her house. Katherine meets me at the door still in her blue pajamas. My eyes were glued towards her sexy pajama clad body while asking, “what’s wrong?” She is about to explain what the problem is when “ring-a-ling-ring-a-ling” this bell rings from upstairs.

She tells me it’s her husband signaling for something and she’ll be right back. I watch her run up Bostancı Escort the stairs her sweet little pantiless ass cheeks waving to me through her thin pajamas. My cock starts to swell. Upon her return down the steps I coyly watched as her braless perky titties jiggled with each step she took only making my dick get harder.

She returns and explained her husband was still bedridden. Katie starts into detail about his eyes being bandaged and temporary loss of feeling in his lower extremities. Trying to look concern my eyes are darting between her face and the tiny nipples poking through her pajama top all the while trying to hide the increasing bulge in my pants.

I catch Katherine glancing at my growing problem as she blurts out “could I get into her p-trap?” Daydreaming about her, I misinterpret what she said, looking down at her pussy through her slinky pajamas. I stutter out, “w-well s-s-sure.”

She grimaced and said “Todd I mean my sink p-trap” and explained that she lost her wedding ring while washing her hands in the guest bathroom. Katie proceeds to tell me how much the ring means while sneaking looks between her hands and my erection. I reassure her it’s no problem and ask about tools. Katie replied back, “Henry doesn’t have any wrenches even the one tool he does have isn’t working anymore” as she spied another quick glance at the hard-on I was trying to conceal and said, “From looks of it I’m not the only one with a plumbing problem.” Hearing Kate say anything that was sex related was never heard of…After making the comment she blushed and looked away.

I told Kate I’d go home and get my tools in which she instructed me to leave myself in and the guest bathroom was down the end of the hall. Meanwhile, she had to go back upstairs to administer Henry’s therapy. Just then the bell rang again Katie gave one more lustful eye pass at my embarrassing bulge and said, “thanks for your help Todd but I gotta go” and darted up the stairs. As I went to leave I stuck my head through the sliding door just to catch Katherine’s ass cheeks bounce one more time going up the steps.

Upon my return I made my way up the steps and down the hall to the guest bathroom. Passing the master bedroom I could hear faint moans coming from inside. The door was shut and with the ooohhhhing and aaahhhhing that I was hearing… I figured I wouldn’t announce my being back But, curiosity got the best of me so I decided to take a look through the keyhole.

As I crouched down to look and figuring the morals of Katherine, she was probably just giving Henry a full body massage. Getting closer to the keyhole I was excited to see Katie spread over Henry’s mouth her pussy being licked and eaten and she was doing all the moaning! Kate’s voice moaning in ecstasy, referring to herself as Kitty, “Lick your little Kitty, Henry” “that’s right make Kitty cuuuummmmm!” Talk about therapy.

I pushed my eye closer my dick getting harder. Kitty I mean Katie is desperately stroking, kissing, sucking, biting, and nibbling Henry’s paralyzed dick. I watched as Katie pleaded, “please Henry get hard Kitty needs a good fucking!” No matter what she did the only cock that was responding was mine. I was aroused to hear Katherine the young girl with the high family upbringing begging for a good fucking. I ogled until she gave up on Henry’s unsatisfying limp dick. Poor fellow, I thought as my raging Ümraniye Escort hard-on and I proceeded to the bathroom to retrieve Katie’s ring.

I made my way to the guest bathroom and proceeded to make some noise so Kate realized I had returned. My erection had subsided just before Katie entered the room thanking me again for going to the trouble to try and find her ring. She looked sexually discontented and was just about ready to leave when I asked if she wanted to help? She said she knew nothing about plumbing I said you could hand me the wrenches. As I lay in the vanity Katie bent forward handing me pipe wrenches. What a sight! Every time she bent over her top would droop giving me a glimpse of her tanned bare titties, her nipples still hard like little pencil erasers wanting to be nibbled on. I was glad I brought more than one wrench I asked for every size just to view her luscious tits. The only problem was my cock was creating a bulge in my pants and I didn’t know how Katherine was going to react.

Katie had then crouched down saying she wanted to get a closer view. I didn’t know if she meant observing my swelling cock or me removing the trap. While she squatted my eyes redirected their view towards her cunt. The inner thighs of Katie’s pajama bottoms were soaked with pussy juices from the tongue-lashing she had just got. As I’m loosening the trap Kate is talking to me about how it has been 5 weeks since Henry and her made love. Trying to console her I replied don’t worry Henry will be up in around in no time. Upon glancing out I see Katie rubbing her pussy lips through her pajamas with one of my pipe wrenches while lustfully looking at my bulging dick. She catches me looking her way and sighs, “Let me see your cock. Please let me see your cock Todd.” Not wanting to disappoint her I unleash my dick to where she whimpers, “It’s so hard. Stroke it for me Todd. That’s right stroke it and make Kitty hot.” I obliged her as she kept rubbing herself with the wrench, her little breasts now exposing themselves to me.

Katie’s breathing got quicker her breasts going in and out as she watched me stroke my 8-inch member. Not wanting to surrender to her strict morals she didn’t want to touch my attentive dick. She’s still rubbing her clit with the pipe wrench panting more heavily and staring at my cock. I start to coax her, “does Katie want to be called Kitty?” her eyes craving my cock she’s smiles nodding her head yes. I then ask her to show me Kitty’s pussy… she pauses… but willingly pulls her bottoms down exposing her nicely trimmed beaver. Her engorged cunt lips are glistening with pussy juice just wanting to be fucked. Still stroking myself I ask Kitty if she wants to take over jacking me off. Reluctant at first I guide her hand over to the head of my rock-hard dick she quickly responds by stroking my cock up and down. While stroking my meat she wallows how hot and hard my cock is. It was so exciting to see Katherine so helpless and longing for my cock. So I took a chance and asked, “Would Kitty like to beg for my hard hot cock fucking her wet pussy then a cold pipe wrench?”

Katherine abruptly stops stroking me her eyes stare disbelief into mine. Hesitating… then murmurs, “Kitty wants to be fucked and fucked right now.” “Please Kitty wants to fuck you. ” She anxiously grabs me by my swollen dick and leads me to the daybed in the guestroom. Her precious Kartal Escort wedding ring the last of her thoughts. She strips my pants and her pajama bottoms off and pushes me back on the bed. She has taken total control while softly whispering to me, ” Kitty needs fucked bad. Kitty’s cunt needs a hard cock.” Just hearing her talk this way almost made me blow my load. Kitty climbed on top, her wet pussy lips engulfed my cock head immediately. Her hot juicy cunt slid the whole way down my dipstick on the first plunge. Not wanting to come to soon I pulled out and started teasing her love hole by just sticking the head of my dick in her wet gash while fondling her little titties. She started begging, “More, More, Fuck me hard and deep” her moans getting louder, “OOOhhhhh FUCK ME, FUCK MY LITTLE CUNT!” Fearing her husband might hear I stuck part of her pajama shirt in her mouth to quiet her pleasure.

Kitty started riding my dick like a young girl on a pogo stick. Bouncing up and down excitedly, her head flailing back as her warm pussy juices cascaded down the length of my cock onto my balls. I could feel my dick getting ready to fill this 21year old newlywed with a gallon of cum. Kitty’s gagged mouth muffling through her shirt, “HARDER” “DEEPER” “ooOOHHHHHH” “it feels ssooooo good!”

Kitty was bucking away on my cock while caressing my balls her shirt stuffed cries of joy have turned to whimpers. Hopefully her husband couldn’t hear us down the hall. My balls are beginning to tense. From Katie’s short quick breaths I can tell she getting close. She’s pumping away with her drenched pussy, her ass cheeks smacking my pelvis. I manage to get a finger in her puckered tight asshole sending her over the edge. She plunges down deep and hard on my cock. I start thrusting up to meet her plunges. I can fill my jizz rising to the top of my penis. Katie’s wildly bouncing close to an orgasm. Biting down on her pajama top seconds away from climaxing. My pulsating dick readies to shoot hot jism into her cock loving pussy. Then, That’s when it happened….

That goddamn annoying bell started “ring-a-ling-a-ding” “RINGGG-A- LING-A-DINGG” ringing nonstop! Hearing this my cock starts to soften… Kitty ignoring the bell ringing continued intensely riding on my cock, her still gagged mouth ordering me to make her cum. Obeying her I ram my cock as deep as it would go. Kitty arches her back, turning her head toward the door and spits out her shirttail and yelled….

“OooOOOHHHH I’M CCUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG DDDDEEAARRRRR!!!!”

“iiiiiiimmmmmm cccuuummmmiiinnggggg HENRIIiiiiiiiii!!!!”

Seeing her arched back her erect nipples pointing upward her body enveloped with goosebumps while she pushed her pussy down on me while responding back to her husband in turn made me start to cum which Kitty whispered, “not inside me” and spun around to catch my torrent of jizz. I shot my load onto her chin and in her yearning mouth. She looked like a little kittie lapping up my cream purring softly from being satisfied. Kitty finished squeezing the last drops of my cum out and gobbled it up. That’s when I notice her wedding ring was still on her hand. She kissed the head of my deflating dick and squeezed my balls emphatically saying, “Thanks Todd.” then caught my eyes gazing at her ring… She winked and gave me this sultry look saying seductively, ” Its just our little secret and Todd, after today you can call me Kitty!” She then left to check on her husband Henry.

I gathered up my tools and before leaving Kitty asked if it was okay to call if there was another emergency…Hold on my phone is ringing?…

The End???

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This story contains: MF, oral, cons.

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* * * * *

Tom didn’t particularly want to go to the wine tasting.

He didn’t particularly like wine.

Nor, in all honesty, did he particularly like the host of the event. Unfortunately, said host was also his girlfriend’s boss, which explained why he had little choice in the matter.

The invitation had been issued a few weeks before–Jenny’s boss, John, was hosting a charity wine tasting at his Lake Forest estate, and the pleasure of their company was requested. A few words from Tom to Jenny on just how pleasant John’s company was had brought him an icy rebuke and a few nights of no loving. Though that last bit wasn’t so odd these days; while their romance had begun with a great deal of fiery passion, too often lately it seemed they were just going through the motions while they drifted apart, neither knowing how to stop–nor caring enough to stop–the slow but steady ebb of their feelings for each other. Of late, most of the passion in their relationship was spent on arguing with each other, sometimes over the most trivial of matters, rather than on sex. While their screams had once been those of ecstasy, as Tom pierced Jenny body and soul, these days they were generally of a different nature.

Jenny was a vice president of marketing for a large hotel chain, of which John was president. As Jenny had complained to Tom on occasion, if you were a woman at a large corporation, you had to be twice as good to get half as far as a man, and she was determined to get to the top. John, however, had been impressed with her intelligence and perseverance and she had been on a fast track. If Tom thought, from time to time, that Jenny’s good looks didn’t hurt her any when it came to John’s interest in her professionally, he kept those thoughts to himself. He didn’t have a death wish, and there was no denying that when it came to hotel marketing, Jenny could ably strut her stuff.

Though he had nothing concrete on which to base his dislike of John, Tom was generally a good judge of character–at least when it came to men–and his opinion of John was far from flattering. He viewed the man as a user, a guy who saw his subordinates as tools–fine tools, expensive tools, tools to be taken care of, to be sure, but nonetheless, just tools, free to be discarded for other tools if the need arose. Not surprisingly, since John had taken an interest in her and more or less championed her way up the corporate ladder, Jenny took a slightly different view of him–sure, he could be tough, but business was business, and you didn’t make money or get where John had gotten–where Jenny wished to go–if you were a wimp. As Jenny had essentially told Tom from time to time while arguing with him, Tom was a bright guy, but he was just a construction worker; he didn’t really understand all the ins and outs of big business and corporate politics.

When Tom and Jenny had first started dating, she hadn’t complained about his job–or the solid physique it had given him. These days…

Tom might have been a blue collar guy, and maybe he didn’t have his finger on the pulse of the corporate world, but he did know one thing–he was stuck going to the wine tasting.

* * * * *

“Good to see you again, John,” Tom lied, as he shook the man’s hand.

“And always good to see you too, Tom,” replied John, returning the firm grasp. “Glad you could make it.”

In his early fifties, of average height with hair starting to turn gray, John hardly cut an impressive figure from purely a physical standpoint, but Tom couldn’t deny that there was some indefinable quality about the man–people noticed him; when he spoke, they listened. Sort of like that investment guy in those old commercials on television, he thought wryly to himself. John had a forceful personality and over the years, had somehow managed to cultivate it, enhance it and, strange as it sounded, practically exude it, until the aura of it cloaked him and lent him a stature difficult to ignore. As Jenny was fond of retorting whenever Tom said anything negative about her boss, Tom was just jealous that he didn’t possess the same magnetism.

Jenny was pretty magnetic herself. Though the dress code for the occasion was informal, Jenny looked stunning as always. Her brunette waves were freshly permed, cascading over her shoulders and the silk blouse she was wearing. The tight material clung to her form, highlighting the firm fullness of her breasts. A short skirt revealed tanned, muscular calves and thighs, wrapped around her taut little ass. When Jenny got dolled up like this, Tom had to admit that on that front at least, he was a lucky guy. When they weren’t fighting, Jenny had an awesome body and she knew how Göztepe Escort to use it.

Tom exchanged pleasantries for a few moments with John and the circle of hotel executives gathered around him. Jenny was in her element, schmoozing with her fellow execs. As quickly and politely as he could, Tom excused himself from the little group, as always feeling a twinge of disappointment that Jenny barely acknowledged his leaving–nor cared. However, from past experience, he could almost calculate to the minute when Ernie, the head of development, would try to impress others in the crowd with his knowledge of wine. “This one offers a fresh, slightly fruity nose, with very subtle hints of strawberry and rose petal…” If Tom heard that pretentious snob break into his wine routine one more time, he thought he might teach Ernie that noses could also be broken, swollen and bloody, not just fresh and slightly fruity. None of which would, unfortunately, be good for Jenny’s career–though it would provide Tom with some small measure of personal satisfaction.

Tom wandered over to pick up a glass of the event’s second wine selection, fluting strains of the classical music being played by the musicians set up on the lower rear balcony of the mansion providing soothing background noise. Though there were over a dozen wines set up on the outdoor bar area, carefully selected to lead the taster on a controlled journey through various of the different types of wines, Tom knew he’d never make it past the third one.

“Wonder if Jenny’d have a fit if I asked for a beer?” he wondered to himself as he walked around the grounds of John’s palatial estate. Though John made more than a decent buck at his job, he had made most of his fortune the old fashioned way–he inherited it. His father had founded the hotel chain, and while the family no longer owned the chain outright, Jenny had told Tom from time to time that John’s interest was worth in excess of one hundred million dollars. His mansion and its grounds were all one would expect from such excessive wealth. Immaculate lawns stretched seemingly forever, their expanse broken occasionally by carefully trimmed bushes and trees, by gardens featuring a dizzying array of flowers in bloom. Their scent wafted through the air as he walked towards a white gazebo, laying on the shores of a small pond on the estate.

Idly sipping his wine, Tom slumped down on the grass, back against the small structure, cutting off his view and the noise of the party. “Much better,” he thought to himself. Casting about, he unearthed a few small pebbles which be began to toss desultorily into the tranquil waters, watching the small splashes as they struck, the ripples spreading across the clear surface of the pond. Time passed in silence as he sat there, watching the waters, the trees across the way swaying slightly in the soft breeze, the birds soaring in the bright blue sky.

“Hi there,” came a voice to his side, startling Tom out of his calm reverie. Flustered, he glanced up…and saw her. Later, Tom would rail in frustration that he was never afterwards able to properly express the view that met his eyes in those first few seconds. Maybe it was the sun in the sky behind her, blinding his sight with its brilliance for just a flash, distorting his vision. Maybe it was due to his being startled, or the wine, though he hadn’t had that much to drink. Whatever the cause, he looked up and beheld a shimmering vision, a woman clad in a summer dress, face momentarily obscured, appearing for a brief instant like a sun goddess out of some ancient myth, golden rays of illumination seeming to surround her unearthly form. Mouth agape, Tom stared mesmerized, entranced by the apparition before him.

“Hello?” the woman spoke again and the illusion was shattered.

“Uh, hi,” Tom managed to stammer in greeting, struggling to his feet.

“Sorry to have startled you,” the woman laughed. “I didn’t realize you were so engrossed.”

The spell broken, Tom could see as she approached that she was no unearthly goddess but a real woman, very real and very woman. Her summer dress clung to the upper part of her body, emphasizing the lush swell of her breasts, while its hem swirled beneath her knees, playing peek-a-boo with her bare feet. Long black hair flowed in luxurious tresses, billowing over her shoulders and down her back. Clear brown eyes sparkled at him, while beneath a pert nose reposed a pair of full, red lips, upturned in a slight smile that seemed to hint of life’s exquisite mysteries.

“No problem,” Tom managed to get out without stammering. “Hey–I’ve seen you before!”

Having reached the gazebo, the woman leaned against it, idly twirling a finger around the lip of her wine glass. “Yes, though we’ve never met,” she agreed. “I saw you wander over here a few minutes ago and wondered if it was you.”

Though it was true that they’d never met, Tom _had_ seen her, many times before. Several months ago, while riding the train downtown İstanbul Escort to work, this woman had begun to sit across from him, on the upper level of the train. She was a knockout, and Tom had often snatched furtive glimpses of her over his book. From the way that she smiled at him occasionally when their eyes met, Tom had felt that his secret attentions had not gone unnoticed, and that more direct contact would not be unwelcome…but that was back when things with Jenny were still firing great on all cylinders. And so all he had done was stare at her from time to time–and then as quickly as she had appeared, she was gone. Every day for a few weeks she had sat across from him, then one day she wasn’t there. The next day when Tom got on the train, and every day that next week, he hoped she would appear when they reached the stop where she boarded, but he never saw her again. He had wondered for awhile what had become of her, before she had slowly sunk out of his consciousness. But that was no longer the case!

“I’m Tom,” he offered, holding out his hand.

“Kim,” she replied, shaking his hand in a firm grasp. “It’s nice to finally meet you after seeing you on the train all that time.”

“Yeah,” Tom said. “I’m a little surprised you remember seeing me. I wondered what happened to you.”

“I was just in town for a few weeks. I live in L.A. I’m a consultant, and I was just in town for a little while working on a job.”

“Oh, are you back now for another job?”

“Just for a few days–some follow-up on the old one. Then it’s back to the coast. What’s your story?”

“I’m in construction,” Tom replied. “From the laborer side of things.”

“Oh. How do you know John then?” she asked with a smile. “I thought he didn’t know anyone who didn’t live in a suit and a tie.”

Tom laughed. “Yeah, not too many I suppose. No, my girlfriend is one of his minions. So here I am. How about you–where do you know John from?”

“He’s my cousin.”

Tom tried hard not to choke on his drink as he was swallowing. “His cousin?”

“Yeah…but don’t hold it against me,” Kim laughed. “I’m from the poor side of the family; unfortunately, my side decided not to go along with John’s father when he started the hotels. You win some, you lose some.”

“That’s too bad,” Tom responded. “But don’t worry–I wouldn’t hold your being related to John against you. Besides, John’s an alright guy.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” she replied, sipping her wine. “I can see it in your face when I say his name, hear it in your voice when you say it. You don’t think much of John, do you?”

“Well…uh, no, John’s OK…”

“Don’t lie to me!” Kim laughed. “That’s alright, I’ve known him all my life and there’s no question about it, John can be a bit of a prick!”

“Well, if you put it that way…” Tom laughed with her.

Leaning against the gazebo, gazing out over the water, they talked for a few more moments before Kim said, “Let’s take a walk. I’d like to stretch my legs a little.”

Wandering over the lawn, the two chatted. Tom found it very easy to open up to this vivacious, beautiful creature beside him, telling her of his boyhood in Skokie, of the various projects he had worked on, of him and Jenny. Though he didn’t express the thoughts, as Tom spoke with Kim about his girlfriend, the realization came to him that they would be over soon, that they were each too different and too unwilling to change for the other, even if they were asked. It was no one’s fault, really, it was just one of those things that didn’t work out. For her part, Kim offered no advice, just listened to him, asking questions now and then, in turn talking about her job and family. Eventually, their glasses empty, they strolled back to the party.

Tom grabbed two glasses of the next wine on the program, handed one to Kim. She swirled it in the glass for a moment like a connoisseur, inhaled, sipped and swirled it in her mouth. Swallowing, she rendered her verdict.

“It’s an audacious little wine,” she opined with mock solemnity. “It kind of jumps up and slaps you in the face!” Her pink tongue crept out and slowly licked a few drops of wine from her lips.

Tom laughed. He could think of plenty of things to do with that pretty face, but slapping was definitely not one of them!

Exchanging short pleasantries with others at the bar, Kim offered to take Tom on a tour of the mansion.

“Sure,” he replied, “though I’ve seen it before…at least parts of it.”

“Not the way I’ll show it to you!” Kim promised, her clear eyes sparkling, grabbing his arm and linking hers with it.

Sauntering towards the mansion, talking of this and that, they passed near the small cluster that had formed around John. Jenny was still there, vivaciously chatting. As they went by, Tom waved at her; she flashed him a quick smile, then went back to talking with the group. Considering that she was normally pretty jealous, Tom viewed her reaction as symptomatic of their Anadolu Yakası Escort problems.

As they walked up the short flight of steps leading to the rear balcony, Tom said, “I’m glad you remembered me from the train, though I’m a little surprised.”

“Well, I _knew_ you would remember me,” Kim smiled. “After all, sitting where you were, you could see up my skirt!”

Tom felt an invisible hand choking his throat, reaching in and throttling him. He _had_ been able to see up her skirt on occasion on the train, but was mortified to learn that she knew he had done it. He rapidly sputtered denials which sounded lame even to his ears.

“No, it’s OK,” she laughed, as he choked out yet another sentence saying she was mistaken. “I knew about it–hell, I let you!”

Tom quickly gulped some wine in confusion. It wasn’t every day he was walking with a beautiful woman, and she admitted that not only did she know he had looked up her skirt, but that she had cooperated!

“I’m sorry,” she smiled, clearly delighting in the crimson flush suffusing his face, his stuttering attempts at speech. She squeezed his arm. “It was kind of naughty of me but, I thought, what’s the harm? It was fun–I hadn’t flashed anyone in a while! I didn’t mean to embarrass you!”

They had now entered the mansion, walking in through the open set of doors leading into the library. Casting wildly about for some way to change the topic, certain that if they stayed on this track he’d make an absolute fool of himself, Tom stabbed a finger in the direction of a portrait of a man hanging above the fireplace mantle. “Who’s that?” he managed to ask, though he already knew the answer from a prior visit.

Kim allowed herself to be sidetracked. “Ah. That would be John’s father, provider of much of what you see around you. As good a place as any, I suppose, to begin our little tour.”

Kim led him leisurely through the first floor of the mansion, pointing out various items of interest. As they walked, her arm linked in his, her hip occasionally brushed against him, sending little jolts of electricity through his body. Tom was acutely aware of her presence, of her warmth and vitality. Outside it had been overwhelmed by the aroma of the flowers; inside, Kim’s perfume, the scent of her hair, filled his senses. Tom was a little worried that the growing bulge in his pants would betray him, but if she noticed, Kim was silent.

As they passed by a bathroom, Kim turned to him. “Here, hold this,” she said, unlinking her arm and handing him her wine glass. “I have to go tinkle,” she explained, somewhat unnecessarily.

The door closing behind her, Tom walked a short way down the panelled hall and sat down on an ottoman. His feelings were a jumbled mess, though his hormones were clearly sending a unified signal. Tom had never been good at judging women–particularly ones he didn’t know well–and it was possible he was misreading Kim’s flirtation with him, but he didn’t think it was likely. He was pretty certain that if he wanted to pursue a romantic liaison with her, his advances would not be unwelcomed. If it hadn’t been for Jenny, it would have been a no-brainer. As it was, thinking of Jenny made him cringe slightly with guilt, though he hadn’t done anything yet.

And yet, even with Jenny in the picture, he was still intrigued. Kim was gorgeous, sexy and fun. “Kind of like Jenny used to be with me,” he mused bitterly. And as he was forced to admit to himself more and more these days, his relationship with Jenny was going nowhere. Their candle had burned brightly for awhile, but only a low flame remained, destined to be snuffed in the near future. If he had run into Kim a month from now, it might be that he and Jenny would have written their final verse. If he pushed it along…

His thoughts were interrupted as Kim emerged from the bathroom. He rose to his feet, met her.

“Here, I’ll make you a trade,” she said with a smile. She took her glass from his hand, and with her other hand, pressed a wadded up piece of cloth into his. Tom looked down…and did a double take. Kim had just handed him her panties!

Kim grinned mischievously, pleased at the shocked look on his face. “Would you be a doll and carry them for me?” she inquired innocently. “I decided since I was barefoot, I might as well just go that next step, but I don’t have anywhere to put them!”

“Jesus!” Tom sputtered, half to himself. He hurriedly stuffed them into a pocket of his pants, frantically looking around to see if anyone had noticed the exchange.

“Looks like you’ve got a bit of a bulge there,” Kim observed. It was true–and not just from the panties he had shoved into his pocket. She slowly licked some wine off the rim of her glass, gazing deeply into his eyes.

“I, uh…”

“Well, are you enjoying the tour?” she interrupted, clear eyes sparkling with humor…and something else.

“Uh, yeah,” Tom said, flustered. First she had admitted she flashed him, now this! Though he’d had quite a bit of experience with the fairer sex, he had never met anyone quite like Kim.

“Well then, let’s continue, shall we?” Linking her arm in his again, Kim started down the hall, half-dragging Tom with her as he struggled to sort everything out.

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One would think that workin’ all night and having more orgasms than one can count all day, you might be able to get some sleep, but no, my men had other plans for me on the trip up to KC.

Seeing as how we were riding in Froggie’s truck, he opted to drive the first part of the trip, Jr the second, and me the third and final trip. That all worked out fine for me, seeing as how I was completely and utterly exhausted from the previous activities of the day.

As I grabbed my pillow and blanket to catch a few hrs. shut-eye, I could hear my men talkin’ in the front seat, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying. They were obviously trying to be quiet so I might easier fall asleep.

It wasn’t long before I was easing into the land of Knod (a.k.a. utter bliss of sleepdom) when I felt soft butterflies fluttering around my face and body. I would attempt to swat them away, and they would flutter around other parts of my body. I was almost asleep when I felt the light blanket slowly move its way up my legs. It was hotter than hell outside, so it really didn’t bother me. I relished the cool breeze on my legs as well as the soft fluttering of the butterflies.

As my blanket moved up, I felt the butterflies flutter their way up my legs. Then the strangest thing happened, I felt one of my dogs land on the seat…Hmmm, I thought we left them Maltepe Escort at home.

As I fall deeper into sleep, I feel warm hands rubbing my legs, gently massaging and warming them, then spreading them slowly. As I turn to get a little more comfortable, I feel warm kisses run first up one leg and then the other.

I feel someone tugging at my shorts, slowly, as to ease them off of me. Well, since I usually sleep in the nude, I thought, I’ll definitely be more comfortable with them off, so I raise my hips slightly and allow whomever’s helpin’ me, to get them off.

“Whew Froggie, she forgot to put her panties on.”

Ahh, yeah, that’s better. The next thing I feel, is more wondrous hands and kisses. God I didn’t even know I was hurting there.

I feel the butterflies on my toes, my hips, Kisses on my knees, inner thighs. “Ohhhhh” I moan as I feel lips and hot breath on my throbbing pussy. I feel hands on my hips, gently and soothingly caress up my belly to my breasts. As I feel my nipples being pinched, I feel a tongue flick my clit…I inhale sharply…and moan again.

Slowly and gently, I feel a tongue lick me as though I were a favored ice cream cone. Starting at the bottom of my woman’s opening, slowly thrusts into my pussy, then out and upwards, ending with a nibble and suck on my clit. Over and over one single Anadolu Yakası Escort tortuous stroke at a time, never breaking contact. In, out, up, nibble, suck, in, out, up, nibble, suck. Over and over…gradually going faster and faster, the nibbles and sucks slowly getting harder and harder.

This continues for what felt like hours…”Damn!!!” I think to myself, “If this is a dream, I hope to never wake up.”

The next thing I feel is one finger inside me, followed shortly by a second finger. The pressure on my clit increases as the fingers pushing in and out of me, over and over again.

I hear someone in the background moaning and moaning over and over, getting louder and louder, closer and closer to climax, then I realize it’s me moaning, but not just me, whoever it is between my legs is also moaning, and I feel the vibrations all throughout my body.

As I come fully awake to my surroundings, I scream my completion as I notice Jr has somehow made it over the seat and is between my legs giving me the best oral sex I have had ever.

While I am still throbbing from yet another mind-shattering orgasm, I look over and catch Froggie watching me in the rear-view mirror. I notice that he’s only driving one handed, and the other one is moving up and down. I catch all of this in just a matter of seconds when İstanbul Escort I feel Jr thrust himself into me. “OHHHH!!!!” I moan as another, smaller orgasm takes me again.

I feel Jr thrust in and out, in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder…I try to concentrate on Froggie’s face, I love to watch and to be watched…and knowing that Froggie’s in the front seat jackin’ off to Jr making love to me…it just gets me all the more excited.

I close my eyes because I feel another orgasm working its way through my body from my toes and hair. I feel it creeping up my nerve paths, on its way to my dripping pussy. As I feel the orgasm closer and closer, I moan louder and louder…Jr pumping into me faster and faster, harder and harder “C’mon baby, cum for me, cum for me. I want to feel that hot pussy clam down on my hard dick…C’mon baby, cum, baby cum”

Jr knows that when he talks like that to me, it just increases the intensity of my orgasm…

“Oh god baby, I’m gonna’ cum, I’m GONNA CUM!!!”

“C’mon baby, cum for me Cum for me CUM for me”

“Oh, oh, OH, OH, OHHH, ah, Ah, ah, AHHHHH!!!”

“YeAHHHHH!!!!!!!! God Yes baby!!!”

Then from the front seat we hear “AHHHH!!!!!” Once again, we all cum together…

As Jr reluctantly eases from my body, Froggie announces, “We’re in Springdale, let’s grab a bite to eat and then we’ll be on our way, Jr, it’s your turn to drive man. Rosie probably needs to go to the bathroom, I know I do.”

“Yeah, I really do need to go to the bathroom. Order me a Cheeseburger and fries, I’ll meet ya’ll in the dining room.” I say as I stiff leggedly walk away.

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A beautiful girl sitting in a swing moving to and fro and staring at you while you are sitting in front of her can have a very disconcerting effect on you. Each time she swings closer to you the anticipation raises and each time she swings away from you are waiting for her to come back.

Now this was what my sister–in-law was doing exactly. She was swinging in the swing, which was in the center of the living room, and I was sitting in the sofa with a pretension of reading a novel, on a lazy summer afternoon. She would gaze downwards once in a while and her cherry like lips would curl in a smile apparently at my discomfiture.

She was a real tease.

Not that I was some one who would run after every specimen of the female species I came across. But everything about her was very tantalizing. The way she walked; very erect and proud. The way her breasts jutted out and jiggled on every movement of hers. The way her hips swayed to and fro gently on each step. The way she would smile with her cherry red lips very invitingly. The way her eyes always held a deep unfathomable piercing look when she looked at me. What was I to do? Take up the gauntlet or run away. Though I was not of a variety to seek trouble, at the same time I was also not one to look away when adventure and excitement reared its head. I decided to take the plunge.

This was a few months back I was engaged to girl from Mumbai, the regular conventional middle class girl – Ambassador car type – Functional, nondescript body with no flashes about it. After all this was marriage and I was not looking for a movie star and so I accepted to marry her, besides I always knew that for a guy like me so handsome and compelling in looks fun from marriage was like snack between meals. The feast would always come from somewhere outside.

My family and me left for Mumbai for the engagement. I met her at the gate of the house as I came out of the car. She took the luggage from me and flashed a smile at me that struck me like lightning and introduced her to me with a shake hand. ‘Hi I am Rita, Priya’s sister.’ I said ‘hi’ and walked in unable to take my sight off her swaying shapely hips. I knew Adventure has reared its head. Now why look the other way?

Once inside Priya came and handed over cups of coffee to all of us. What a contradiction. Both her sister and my would-be-wife were born to the same parents. One was like Ambassador car the other a luxury sedan. I suddenly envied the guy who would marry her and possess her beautiful body but not before I got a taste of it.

The engagement was slated at 11.30 am and I got ready – Shave, bath, a splash of cologne deodorant, a two piece suit and there was me, vastly different and looking handsome from the bedraggled guy looking rumpled after a early morning flight from my city.

I came into the living room and sat on the sofa. Rita came in and gave me an appraising look and said

‘I feel jealous’ and smiled warmly at me.

I said ‘Why.’

‘Priya is a lucky girl to get a guy like you.’

I smiled beamingly in knowledge that I have crossed the first step towards my goal.

Soon the ceremony started and at a stage some lady was to anoint my forehead with ‘tilak’ and my sweet sister-in-law took lead in doing it, all very naturally. Her hand on my fore head made my heart skip a beat and I swallowed a lump in my throat. She was in the same state and her hand trembled as she applied the ‘tilak.’ She was dressed in figure hugging dress, which was cut at the neck a little low, and as she bent in front of me I could have a good look at her beautiful milky white bosom. Then she straightened smiling smugly in full knowledge of what I have seen.

If it was body chemistry at its height this was it. None Maltepe Escort of us spoke much to each other since our arrival and still a lot of sexual communication took place between us.

Lunchtime – I sat in a row with others with my fiancé on one side and Rita was serving that row. She came up to me and said.

‘I hope the feast is good.’

‘I said it was wonderful.’

Both of us knew in our minds what we are talking about.

My fiancé said ‘yes the dinner is very good.’

Rita smiled mischievously at me at the innocence of her sister.

I was to stay in Mumbai for three days after that day and get acclimatized to my fiancé’s family and my parents were to leave to our home city that evening. Rita offered to drop my parents at the airport and we left to the airport.

After dropping my parents at the airport, we started back. Rita offered to take me to a restaurant, which sold a special ‘Chat.’ I said ‘fine.’

We sat in the restaurant facing each other. Rita ordered the ‘Chat’ and we waited to be served. She was wearing blue-faded jeans with a white tea shirt on top. She wore what seemed a flimsy lacy bra. As my eyes drank on the feast in front of me, Rita’s cheek grew rosy first and then crimson later. Her nipples peaked out and strained against her T-shirt. She avoided my eyes and looked around the restaurant.

The waiter came with the plates of Chat and broke our tension.

As we were eating I felt a leg on my foot. I knew it was whose. She gently let it stay there for a few minutes, with me all the while pretending as if nothing happened.

Now that I got the right signal the beast in me was waiting to be unleashed.

We drove home in complete awkward silence not knowing what to speak to each other.

On reaching home all of us me, my fiancé her parents and Rita chatted, laughed at my jokes and later had dinner.

I had only two days left and had to do something urgently if was not to let go this chance.

The next day Rita had to go to the university to attend her classes she casually informed me that she would come by 3 O’ clock.

So I was left to spend the better part of the day with my fiancé. I offered to take her to shopping and felt bored all along but took care to not to show it and feigned enthusiasm while she shopped.

I came back home with anticipation. Rita was sitting in the swing wearing jeans and a loose T-shirt. Swinging her legs in an abandon manner. I slumped in the sofa in front of her, downcast more with inability to do anything rather than being tired with the boring shopping. My Mother-in-law was enjoying her afternoon nap and my father-in-law was out on business.

Suddenly the phone rang my fiancé came and answered it. She spoke into the phone

‘Ok I will be there in ten minutes.’

There was a call from her computer Institute. The study material she wanted had arrived and she had to go and pick it up before it was distributed among other students.

Now Rita was swinging joyously and smiling at me once in while in a teasing manner. I was feeling very disturbed each time she swung towards me. I was feeling she would jump into my lap any moment. All of a sudden she stopped and said.

‘What does it mean if you see snakes in your dream’

I said ‘That is an indication that you are tormented with sexual thoughts.’

She didn’t expect such a brazen reply from me and was taken aback, smiled shyly and squirmed uncomfortably. I smiled inwardly.

After some time she said

‘You know I have a funny mark on the upper part of my right hip.’

‘What is it’? I said.

She said ‘It looks like a coiled snake.’

I said ‘funny to have birthmark like that.’

She said ‘come over and have İstanbul Escort a look.’

I went over and she lifted her T-shirt a little and pushed her jeans a little lower and showed me the mark. True, it was like a coiled snake. I put my finger on it and rubbed it a little. Rita took a deep breath. After that I sat besides her looking at her closely. I put a finger on her nose and slowly moved it down on to her lips. Rita closed her eyes.

Her mother moved in the other room and said

‘Rita get me a glass of water.’

We woke up from our reverie with a sigh.

That night at the dinner I was not able to eat much, so was Rita with the excitement churning our stomachs.

The dogs in our neighborhood were barking very badly.

Rita commented

‘Mrs. Karan says this is mating season for dogs and poor things they don’t eat much and neither sleep much now.’

I smiled knowing what she was referring to.

I had not slept the whole night excited with a rush of thoughts. I could hear Rita tossing in the bed in her room. I was desperate to do something but her mother too was sleeping with her in that room. The day dawned. I was to go back the next day morning it was now or never situation for me.

My in laws were to attend a wedding of a close relative that night they tagged me along to introduce me to all the invitees at the marriage. Dinner was over by 9.30 pm and marriage was at 12.30 am. At 10.30 pm. Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind. I went up to my father-in-law and said. ‘I will go home and get some sleep,’ you know I have to get up early to take a early morning flight.’ He said ‘ok ok,’ Rita is having the keys to the house and also the car keys you can take the car and go home.’

I went up to Rita and told her I was going home and took the keys from her. She narrowed her eyes and looked at me and then smiled.

Part one of the plan a success.

I went home changed into a pajama and slumped on the bed. Sleep would not come. ‘Would my plan work or not.’ I was thinking and tossing for one and half hours and was losing hope fast.

Suddenly the bell rang. I jumped up in excitement and my heart beat fast. I opened the door to find Rita standing in front of me, she barely looked at me and walked past me announcing that she had a bad headache and wanted to sleep.

I went into my room and flopped on the bed, my head whirring with excitement.

I heard Rita bolt the door from inside, perhaps to change her dress. I was waiting to hear for the bolt to be withdrawn, but could not even after half an hour. I was a little depressed.

Slowly I got up from my bed and tip toed to Rita’s bedroom and stood in front of the door. I took a deep breath and slowly nudged the door. It opened. My heart skipped a beat. I went in.

Rita was lying on the bed with eyes closed. I went closer and lowered my head to observe her closely. Her eyelids were batting and her pupils moving. I knew she was not asleep. She felt my breath and slowly opened her eyes and looked at me earnestly first at my face, then my bare chest and then my crotch. I couldn’t conceal my rigid member.

She moved to one side and gave me space. I slowly eased on to her side. With my right index finger I twirled her locks. Then I caressed her forehead, she shivered with my touch. I slowly kissed her closed eyes and she took a deep breath. I put a finger on her nose and slowly moved it down to her lips and rested them there. She slowly parted her lips and I put my finger inside and felt the inside contours of her lips.

My finger slowly traveled to her neck drawing slow long lines from her neck to the top of her bosom. She was breathing heavily with anticipation. I was controlling my passion.

I Anadolu Yakası Escort moved my finger slowly on to her right bosom and then slowly trailed it on to her already peaked nipple. She gasped. All of a sudden she got up and hugged me very tightly. She was unable to control the emotion building up inside her. She was sobbing and my shoulder became wet with her tears. I let her empty her emotions all the while caressing her back. She slowly calmed.

She said ‘This emotion was building up inside me since the day I saw you.’

Having sobbed enough she was relieved now and smiled at me. I kissed on her lips and pushed my tongue inside her mouth. She tasted like strawberries. I slowly undid a button of her nightdress and then the second. She took a deep breath. Then I undid all the buttons. I cupped her left breast it was warm and I moved close to her. She sighed heavily. Then I cupped the right breast, immediately her nipple peaked. I moved a finger in a circular motion on the areola it was soft and supple under my touch. I took her nipple in my mouth and she moaned.

She pressed my head to her bosom tightly mashing my face to them. She was rubbing and twisting her legs all the while.

I pulled off her nightdress over her head. She had a beautifully sculpted body. It looked like it had been sculpted from white marble.The moonlight streaming in from the window shone on her body. I kissed gently on her depressed navel and she sighed loudly and pushed up her midriff towards my mouth. I placed my palm on her pubic bone and closed my fingers on her vulva. Her panties were soaked wet. She was breathing very heavily and my breath was jagged.

Slowly I peeled off her panties. She was a great artist. She shaved off her pussy leaving a small triangular set of tendrils over her pubic area. I moved my finger over them. Slowly I felt the contours of her wet vaginal lips. Parting them slowly with my fingers. She was grinding her hips into the bed.

I pushed in my middle finger deep into her curved it and slowly touched her G spot she took a sharp intake of her breath and fell back on the bed. Then my finger circled in the insides of her pussy. She was now trashing on bed. I kissed her wet pussy lips and she thrust her pussy into my mouth more. She was uncontrollable now.

I raised and pulled off my pajamas. She opened her eyes and looked at my rigid staff for some time, probably it was her first time she looked a fully rigid male cock and was fascinated by the look of it. She took it in her hands and gave it hard kiss. I pulled out a condom pack. She said ‘No need for that’ my menstrual cycle starts the day after. I was overjoyed.

I pushed her back gently on the bed and got in between her legs raised her knees and spread her legs. She hid her face in her hands. I gather some of her juices and smeared it on my rigid staff. My passion had peaked I wanted to push all the way into her in one forceful push, hymen or no hymen. I gave a very powerful push tearing all the way past her hymen and buried my self to the hilt. Her eyes popped and opened wide, she screamed.

She rose and hugged me tightly sinking her fingernails into my shoulder. I slowly eased her back and started rocking in and out of her she was now moaning. In between I tweaked her clit with my finger and she moaned loudly. Slowly the momentum built up I was thrusting faster, faster, faster and all of a sudden the world stood still my legs buckled and my whole frame shook. She was convulsing and coming in waves he cunt muscles squeezing my cock. Slowly she subsided her breathing calmed, so did mine. We sank into a stupor like sleep. We woke up after about an hour.

We lay in each other’s hands kissing and caressing. Deep in my mind I cursed myself for thinking she was a slut. This lovely girl had been a virgin.

The next day morning I took a flight home with both my fiancé and Rita giving me a sendoff. Five years later this nineteen-year-old nubile girl is now a mature woman of 24 years and still secretly in love with me.

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Previously: I had recently slept for the first time with two married women. Carol Ferrer, the woman I had lost my cherry with in a camping tent some twelve years ago, and Rachel my work associate and platonic friend from my schooldays. Over the Christmas holiday we had all got together in an orgy of bisexual lust with my regular fuck-buddy Lisa, a stewardess with Virgin Atlantic. The reader can find out more about these horny events in earlier writings.

Kamile Ferrer, Carol’s Turkish sister-in-law, and previous client of mine, had also recently made clear her desire for me to share her bed, and the new shower room I had designed for her!

February 2007

Over the couple of months since that remarkable New Year’s Day when three women had shared my bed with me, Rachel and I had continued our sexual relationship while her errant husband Kevin continued to fuck his mistress. But good things eventually come to an end when Rachel’s father, my boss, called the three of us into his office.

When we were all seated, he spoke to us sternly.

“Right you guys, what’s going on with you three has got to stop, for the time being anyway.”

“What do you mean, Dad?” asked Rachel with feigned innocence.

“Don’t take me for a fool Rach, I have known about you and Thomas here for some time.”

His attention turned to Kevin, “And that goes for you too young man. You have to stop seeing that barmaid. If your father finds out about this, then we are up shit creek.”

Rachel’s errant husband looked up in shock, “How do you know about her?”

Miles Heathcott smiled grimly, “You forget I have a very efficient receptionist. There’s not much passes Beryl’s ears.”

He continued, “Look, I really don’t mind who sleeps with who around here as long as it doesn’t affect my business, but I’m sorry, you guys need to stop what you’re doing for the time being. At least until the papers are signed. Then, Kevin, and very much against my wishes, you will become a director and you can do what you bloody well like.”

He got out of his chair, “So off you go, young man.”

We all stood, but Miles indicated that his daughter and I should remain. He closed the door and turned back to us, not bothering to hide the look of disgust on his face.

“Rachel, you know I never approved of you marrying that loser and I will be more than happy if you and Thomas here eventually get together, but…” he paused, unable to disguise a tiny smirk, “… I won’t have you guys shagging in my office. This is my space, okay?”

I grinned, knowing that he’d had his fair share of pussy in this very same room, although maybe not over his desk, as Rachel and I had done that memorable rainy evening last November. We had been platonic friends since birth and that evening had taken our relationship up to the utmost intimate level (Read ‘A Desk Job in London’).

Rachel, on the other hand, looked at her father defiantly, “Dad…”

Miles held up his hand and, with the other, opened a drawer. Dangling between his fingers he produced with a flourish a lacy red thong with a purple bow on the front. “These I don’t recognize, and you young lady are the only other person with a key to my office, apart from the burly Beryl, and I hardly think these would fit her, do you?”

Rachel took the underwear from her father’s hand, and looked up him with a puzzled expression, “But Dad, these are…”

“I don’t want any excuses Rach, as far as I am concerned this meeting is over, and so is the current state of your relationship, okay? Unless of course you both want to look for a job elsewhere? And see me bankrupt in the process,” he added.

His question went unanswered and he stormed out of the office, leaving Rachel turning the tiny garment over and over in her hand.

“Nice panties Rach, not seen you in those before. Any chance tonight?”

She stared at me, “Tom, he was serious, much as I love what we’re doing, he’s right, we have to stop. We can’t mess up the merger, not at this late stage. Anyway,” she added, “It’s alright for you, you still have Lisa. And from what she told me her sister Karen has the hots for you too. I have to go back to living with that asshole of a husband.”

I grabbed her arm, “Rach, I still can’t see how you and I having sex has any effect on the merger.”

She shrugged her shoulders, “You still don’t see it do you?”

I shook my head, “No, I fucking don’t.”

“Haven’t your seen the way Kev’s father looks at me every time he comes into this office?”

I sat down at Miles’ desk, Rachel perched herself on the edge, “Can’t say I have.”

“Surely you know that Arthur Allen has the hots for me?”

I shook my head, “No. But I can hardly blame him,” I added with a smirk.

“Well, he has, and Daddy is aware of it too. Mr. Allen is expecting me to become part of the contract, and Daddy is leading him on so that the merger can take place.”

“The bastard. Arthur I mean.”

“Exactly. And he will be jealous if he gets to hear about you and me. That’s the reason we have to cool it.”

I kissed her on the Anadolu Yakası Escort cheek, “Never mind Rach, I will be patient, that’s a promise.”

I did keep that promise, but not before shagging a few willing females en route, particularly one vivacious Susan Marshall, and with whom I first experienced full anal sex. But that’s yet another story.

I took her hand, “Come on, I’ll buy you a coffee.” As we passed the reception desk I gave Beryl a glare. She held up her hand and shook her hand.

“Tom. It wasn’t me, I promise. I think it’s great you two got together, I never did like that awful Kevin.”

I patted her hand, “No worries Burly,” we all called her that, “It’s only a temporary situation.”

“Well, if you want my opinion, I think sex comes before any bloody business matters.”

I laughed, wondering the last time she had experienced anything of a sexual nature. Perhaps she delighted in the cavortings of others.

In a quiet corner of Starbucks, Rachel discreetly extracted the thong from her bag, again examining it closely.

I grinned, “You going to pop into the loo and put them on then? You know how sexy your ass looks in a thong!”

She fixed me with a glare, “Tom, these are not mine!”

“What do you mean, they’re not yours?”

“That night in Dad’s office, after we finished you-know-what I definitely remember picking mine up off the floor, and if you cast your mind back you will remember I was wearing panties when you drove me home.”

The memory of our second fuck in a quiet lane caused a gentle stirring down below.

“So why didn’t you tell your Dad just now?”

“I tried to, but there was no point, you gave the show away. You should have seen your face! It was as good as admitting we’d had sex in his study.”

I reached across the table and took the garment from her, resisting the temptation to take a crafty sniff. “Then whose are they Rach? As your dad said, no way would they fit Beryl, and anyway I can’t see her shagging anyone.”

“I don’t know Tom, all I can think of is that Daddy was in there with someone else and he’s forgotten all about it.”

I fondled the soft material, “I don’t think I could forget shagging someone who wore panties like this!”

For a minute or two we sipped at our coffees in silence.

“Fuck!” I muttered, it was coming back to me now, “I think I have the answer.”

She reached forward and patted my hand, “It really doesn’t matter now, Tom darling, it’s in the past.”

“Yes it does, I think I know who these belong to. Do you remember last summer, those job experience people coming in to work for us?”

“Yes, waste of time all of them, none of them passed a month’s probation.”

“One did. Think back, Rach.”

“Oh yes, you’re right, I can’t remember her name, she was wafer thin and she had long black hair and wore lots of silver bangles.

“But all tits and bum!”

“You would of course remember that!”

“Melissa she was called.”

“Trust you to remember her name.”

“I should do, I brought her in here a couple of times.”

“You never told me.”

“You never asked. If she was going to work with me, I had to be sure she was right for the job.”

“Right for your dick more like!” she laughed. “Anyway, how do you know those are her knickers?”

I remained silent. I realised I had put myself in a corner.

“Tom, you didn’t?” I nodded sheepishly. I remember that one-night stand very well, particularly the way she sucked my rampant cock while driving to her apartment.

Rachel had the grace to laugh, “I did wonder at the time, I remember now you couldn’t keep your eyes off her. Nor your cock it would seem?”

“It was pure business, Rach. She wanted the work, and I thought she would make a good draughtsperson.”

“Bollocks. Shit, you men are all the same, don’t you ever think of anything else but sex?”

“Not offhand, no,” I grinned.

“Well, I think it’s just as well we are taking a rest, particularly since I found out something else about you.”

This had to be to do with other school friend, and I was right.

“I know about your afternoon with Carol, that day you went to Mrs. Ferrer with those drawings.”

“But Rach…” I started to make a lame excuse, but I knew I was totally shafted on this one.

“How could you, Tom? Only hours after our beautiful evening together?”

“It didn’t mean anything Rach, it was just a quick shag for old times.”

“Well, you better go ask her for another one, because you won’t be getting any more from me, merger or no merger.”

I decided to turn defence into attack, “You didn’t mind me fucking her at Christmas.”

“That was different, Tom, we were all together then in a group, and I knew by then you had already been with her. And anyway, it was New Years, not Christmas. Did you fuck her then too?”

“No, I just had the dates mixed, that’s all.”

She looked at her watch, “We better get back to work, we have our lives to get on with.”

As we waited for a gap in the traffic I remarked, “So I guess it Kurtköy Escort really was Melissa that left those panties in the office?”

She turned and nodded.

“I wonder who had her first? Me or your dad?”

“Tom, you’re disgusting.”

“Tell you what, I bet he knew whose pants they were, he just used them to bluff us.”

“Well, it certainly worked.”

As we reached the building entrance I offered the knickers back to her.

“No thank you Tom, you keep them, you are obviously far better acquainted with them than I am. No doubt you are kinky enough to try them on?”

I laughed, the anger in her voice had diminished.

Pocketing the garment, I idly wondered how it would feel wrapped around my cock next time I masturbated. In the café, I had noted the absence of any pussy stains, perhaps the boss had washed them and kept them in the drawer for posterity!

And so we returned to work, albeit under very strained circumstances. Once her anger eventually cooled we both agreed we still wanted to have sex together but the risk to the firm could not be justified. Once or twice I suggested we could sneak out to a hotel for a quickie but Rachel would have none of it. Over the next few months the nearest we got to fucking was phone sex when her husband was working overtime. My affair with Carol was quickly forgotten.

After the Christmas and New Year activities I had a sexual hangover and was desperately in need of the hair of the dog. Carol had gone to Turkey with her husband and kids, Lisa was on the other side of the planet, and her randy sister Karen was still enjoying the attentions of her new boyfriend. I had on several occasions phoned Kamile to take her up on her promise, but her lesbian maid informed me that for personal reasons her mistress had decided to stay on longer in Beirut. My guess was that it was because her sister-in-law Carol was there too. Their bisexual relationship was no secret!

So it was, somewhere in early April, that I was surprised to get a call from the Essex manor house.

“Tom darling!”

“Kamile, this is a surprise, I thought you were staying in Beirut until the summer?”

“I have some things to attend to in London, and please call me Kamy.”

Anticipating one of those things might involve my cock, I replied boldly, “Anything that needs my personal attention?”

“As a matter of fact there is, Tom, I want an office built at the bottom of the garden and would like Shawfields to draw me up some plans.”

Somewhat disappointed I replied, “You realise that will make you my client again, don’t you?”

A cackle of laughter preceded her own repost, “I know what you’re thinking Mr. Graham you naughty man, so you better come around and see what I need before I sign anything. And I want you to show me how to work the shower, did you know it’s finished?”

Although the implication was obvious, I didn’t want to appear too hasty, “The next few days I am tied to the office, Kamy, so how about next Monday morning?”

“Actually I was thinking this evening, Tom, about seven, say? You might like to stay for dinner?”

And dessert I thought smugly. “I don’t want to put you to any trouble.”

“No trouble darling, it will be just the two of us and a typical Turkish menu.”

It was raining again, but fortunately the electric gates were operating this time, and the maid Lena answered the door. “Hello Mr. Tom, the mistress is in the garden, down by the fountain.”

Kamile was in fact sat on the edge of the fountain, huddled in a black fur coat. I glared at it with mock disapproval.

She smiled, “It’s not real, Tom, it’s faux fur from China.”

I kissed her lightly on each cheek and, without even touching her, I could sense her heat, despite the thick coat. Shortly, I was to find out why.

She took my hand, “Come see where I want this office.”

In the fading light she led me through the pine trees to a small unkempt area close to the rear boundary. I walked away from her, testing the ground with my feet.

“What do you think Tom, will you be able to put something up for me?”

The husky tone in her voice made me turn around.

“Fuck!” She had unbuttoned her coat. And apart from her shoes, she was stark naked! Only a thick dark triangle of pubic hair protected her modesty. Then last time I had seen her this naked was the evening she had intruded upon my intimate session with Carol, and then, as they both masturbated, had allowed me to ejaculate over her breasts (read ‘Essex Girl’).

“This is the real reason you’re here, Tom, But I guess you knew that from the state of your pants.”

I looked down at the swelling in my jeans, I had been hard since I left the office! I moved towards her, suddenly the other women in my life didn’t matter any more, I was at last going to fuck this married Turkish woman. As I took her in my arms I stared at her hard leathery nipples. Against her tanned skin they appeared to be almost black.

We kissed hungrily out there in that chilly garden, and I wrapped her coat around us both. She shivered Pendik Escort as our tongues met and suddenly she let loose, writhing her body against mine. I gripped her ass tightly and fiercely she reached between us to grip the outline of my hard cock.

Sliding my hands under her coat from behind I encountered an extremely wet slithery pussy, it was as though some other male had recently unloaded inside her, although I knew that to be untrue. She returned the gesture by reaching for my zip and in her eagerness it met with little resistance.

I kissed her aggressively as she delved inside my pants for my aching prick and she breathed into my mouth, “Five months I have been waiting for this fellow.”

“Then we have a lot of time to make up for, don’t we!” I gasped.

As she tried to hold my length in her tiny hand, I delved a second finger into her pussy, surprisingly tight for a woman who’d had four children. That thought crossed my mind.

“Where are your kids, Kamy?”

“Don’t worry darling,” she smiled into my mouth, “They are all in Ankara.”

“Good, because this time I really am going to fuck you, and not Carol, you know that don’t you?”

“Why else would you be here darling? Outside working hours and all that?

She squeezed a little pre-cum from my cock and placed it on her lips, “I hope you have plenty more than this for me, Tom.” She stroked me furiously.

“You keep doing that and you will get it sooner than you thought!”

But before she could reply, I spotted a movement in the bushes and Lena appeared out of the gloom, holding a mobile phone.

My fingers froze within the Turkish pussy, “Umm, Kamy, we have company.”

Kamile looked around and smiled as if what we were doing out here in the garden was commonplace. And perhaps in this family it was. Her coat was still wide open and my hand-held cock was in full glorious view. Not to mention half of my own hand buried in her soaking wet cunt.

“Master Jamal for you missy,” said Lena, eyeing my cock with a bemused expression. If she wasn’t a lesbian I would have suggested she join in the fun. “He says it’s urgent.”

“Fuck him,” Kamile muttered, then smiled as she put the phone to her mouth. “What is it darling?” she spoke sweetly.

While Kamile listened to her husband, I saw Lena’s eyes glued to my cock, clearly fascinated. I grinned at her while subconsciously Kamile kept stroking. She gasped out loud as my fingers encountered her swollen clitoris.

“No, it’s nothing darling, I am in the garden and I trod on a stone….what? … which bank?….Barclays?…Okay I will do it in the morning…which account?…all right…no, I came out here looking for one of the dogs…no, just me this evening…yes maybe with Lena..okay, bye darling.”

She blew a kiss into the phone and passed it back to her maid. “Put the oven on darling, we will be coming inside in a minute.”

All during that one-sided conversation I had continued a slow finger fuck into her delightfully thin sexy body. I had gleaned that her husband, although he publicly screwed around, preferred her to be at home alone, but accepted the intimate attention of her maid. Carol had earlier revealed she and her sister-in-law were also lovers and that was also acceptable to her own husband.

Before she turned away, I pointed my cock at Lena with my brows raised in invitation, but she laughed, shook her head, and ran off.

Kamile grinned at me, “No chance there darling. I have even tried to tempt her with my toy boys!”

She let go my cock and buttoned up her coat, “Come on, before we go inside there is something I want to show you.” I surreptitiously sniffed my fingers, inhaling the heady scent of her vagina.

She led me through a small thicket into a small corner of the garden hidden from the house by tall bamboos. There, gleaming in polished bronze I was presented with a full size replica of the Three Graces statue, their bum cheeks famous for their roundness.

“They are gorgeous, Kamy, but why is it here?”

She grinned at me in the failing light, “Look around the front darling.”

I rounded the statue and saw to my surprise that one of the figures was in fact a male, also impossibly beautiful. And his gigantic erection was being held by the two goddesses while they softly kissed each other. Their hairless vaginas were depicted as perfect peaches. It was truly a wonderful work of art, and highly erotic.

My hostess fondled the oversized head of the metal phallus, “Isn’t it a gorgeous cock, Tom? I had it modeled on my husband’s, and the girls’ features resemble Lena’s body. It’s my birthday present to him, I plan to have it erected in the fountain, the water cascading over them will reduce the shock to unprepared visitors.”

More likely turn them on, I thought, as we walked hand in hand back to the house. I had to fuck this wanton woman, and soon.

Lena was in the kitchen, clearly unshocked at our earlier exposure, I guess she had seen it all before. To my personal delight some months later, I discovered that she was not a lesbian after all, her pretence was just an act to stop her mistress becoming jealous or, more likely, losing her job. Although she had her own secret boyfriend she proved to me her affinity with cocks one long weekend after Kamile had returned to Turkey.

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Cat and her boyfriend Billy had been together for quite some time. Cat’s real name was Cassandra but she always went by Cat to keep her name simple and short. Billy was a shorter man, only reaching the height of 5’8, while Cat weighed in at 5’6. They were a cute couple, inseparable and always arm in arm or hand in hand. They could finish each other’s sentences and nearly read each other’s minds.

They were a young couple that was very much in love. Both in there early 20’s, marriage had been a thought but they had pushed it out of mind for the moment, saying that they wanted to give it just a little more time. Billy absolutely adored Cat, he called her at work just to say I love you and he sent flowers to her desk so that all her co-workers would be jealous and all so his baby would be in a good mood and be ready to make him happy when she came home. Happy would be quite an understatement as to what she made him. You see, Cat was a very beautiful girl, just as Billy was a very handsome man.

In Cat’s mind the only thing that was sweeter then sugar was the taste of Billy’s cum as she gulped it down after a violently rough orgasm. Cat was a nympho but she was fiercely loyal to Billy and therefore she only wanted him and she got him almost whenever she wanted. They had done some very risqué things in their time. Once while Billy was driving Cat had extracted his 7 inch cock and had at first stroked it slowly as Billy tried to keep the car on the road, then eventually she took it deep into her throat allowing him to shoot his load hard straight to her belly.

Billy had then pulled the car over and demanded that she strip and this is where we will pick up on the hot to trot couple. Billy veered into a vacant gravel lot some distance off the highway. He looked around noticing that there were no houses nearby and his fears of being discovered by some angry farmer or landowner were quickly quelled. He then suggested they move to the backseat where Kartal Escort there would be more room for them. They did so; Cat unbuttoning the button down she had stolen from Billy’s closet earlier in the day as he shed his t-shirt. The sight of Billy’s bare chest with the coarse black hair on it that she could run her fingers through gently was enough to quicken the intake of her breath. The same could be said for Billy as got his first glimpse of the skimpy black bra Cat wore that struggled to contain her 36 D breasts.

He groaned feeling a familiar ache in his groin and Cat licked her lips in anticipation as she slid her skirt off her hips revealing a matching pair of black lacy underwear. Black being Billy’s favorite color he smiled and drew Cat to him taking her lips and pressing his against them gently yet passionately as he unbuttoned his jeans and began to slide them off, revealing the fact that his dick was now very anxious to be set free.

As if on cue, Cat slid her hand to the tower of manflesh stroking it while it remained enclosed inside his boxers. Billy feeling the tantalizing touch of his beautiful girlfriend on him began to pant as he quickly unhooked her bra, pulling it away with his hands to reveal her milky white complexioned breasts that had almost ruby red contrastingly colored nipples. He quickly bent his head to suck the first one into his mouth as Cat clawed pleadingly at his back as he bit into the tip causing her to squeal in delight.

She scratched at his back again as he began to suck like it was the last chance he was ever going to get with her bounteous bosom. His sucking mouth on her tit was driving Cat quickly out of her mind and she knew the fire between her legs would have to be extinguished and soon. She skillfully slid her panties down off her hips tossing them aside as she splayed her legs open for Billy to see her dripping pussy. Letting go of her nipple he switched to her other one as Pendik Escort he rubbed her thighs gently with some vigor taking pleasure in the sounds of her moaning for him to fuck her. She then reached around him sliding his boxers off as she stroked his dick quickly; bringing it to it’s full state of hardness.

She began pulling on it gently trying to make him move so that she could slide herself onto it. He got the message, moving his hips slowly toward her as she moved her legs around him. Seizing the opportunity she pushed him away from her breast and made him lie on his back as she mounted him sliding all the way down his now vertical dick. She placed her hands on his chest giving out a heavy sigh as inch by inch he filled her tight cunt. She smiled down at him giving her hips a little flip and he moaned feeling his dick move slightly while inside her. She began to slide up now quickly forcing herself back down once she reached the top of him. Billy closed his eyes, seeing stars from where she had just made his dick re-enter her pussy with such a hard stroke. He moaned softly and Cat just smiled sliding nearly all the way off of him before taking all of his manhood back into her fiery furnace again.

He gasped telling her that if she continued to give him such hard strokes he was going to cum before he did her much good, she just smiled back and told him that she would just have to suck him then to make him regain his hardness. He smiled up at her as his hands went to cup her breasts as he squeezed them gently, massaging them his index and thumbs coming up to rub at her nipples as he massaged them. Cat began lengthening her strokes taking him fully at the end of every one and quickly Billy could hold back no longer as he started to shoot into her hard, timing it just right as Cat shot off into an orgasm of her own. The two of them lay as still as possible trying to let the tremors wear off some before they started again.

Cat Göztepe Escort laid down on Billy’s chest as she kissed his chin gently smiling at him telling him how much she loved the feel of him and how she wished he could just stay in her. Billy had other ideas though, lifting Cat off of him as he then took his semi-hard dick in his hands pointing it at her lips as if to taunt her. Cat was more then happy to take him into her mouth though, as she began sucking gently. She massaged his balls helping him to moan and Billy had trouble getting her to release him before he had another blast off but he got her to lay on her tummy as he rubbed his dick all over the cheeks of her ass, savoring the feel of her delicate skin. She quickly rose to her knees, stretching out on all fours as Billy smiled moving his hips so that he was now lined up with her once again dripping pussy.

He placed his hands on her shoulders shoving his hips forward brutally burying his length into her as she moaned hard and loud but that didn’t deter him from continuing his onslaught. He took five more straight strokes deep into her before giving her a second to rest as he moved his hands down massaging her breasts gently rubbing over her nipples again.

Once again he started the fire in her and before long she was bucking her hips back at him, Billy allowed her to, watching her ass move back and forth then suddenly he leveled her right buttock with a hard slap as she stopped moving immediately almost crying out from the pain of the smack. He then took another thrust into her that was twice as hard as Cat lay forward holding her ass up to him for his taking. Billy smiled at her, realizing that he had her now where he wanted her, on her hands and knees begging for him to fuck her.

He now quickened his pace and the strength of his thrusts as he felt himself begin to cum he felt her pussy squeezing down on him tightly. Billy moaned as his seed shot into her and then slowly after he was finished he slid out of her, laying on the wide seat next to Cat as he took her into his arms.

He told her one last thing before they drifted off to sleep, he said “Remember that you are mine and nobody else’s or next time I’ll be twice as rough.”

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I first met Linda over a year ago at the annual meeting for our local credit union. At that time we both were elected to the board of directors. As “junior” members we found ourselves in a whole new world of economic and legal issues. Running a business like a credit union is no simple task.

Linda was tall, striking and about my age. Her dazzling green eyes immediately caught my attention. She looked terrific in her navy business suit and silk blouse and I suspect she would look great in anything or nothing. Even though her skirt modestly touched her knee, when she sat I caught a glimpse of nicely toned legs. I wondered if she works out and if so, where? I needed to refocus as my thoughts went to sweaty bodies and maybe sharing a shower and towel.

About two weeks prior to the next meeting, I received a large packet in the mail. I remember the stack of paper was nearly an inch high. As I was staring at it, the phone rang and my “hello,” was countered with Linda saying, “Did you receive something interesting in the mail?”

“As a matter of fact, I just received a rather large packet in the mail. There is enough paper here to kill a forest. Have you had a chance to look through it?”

“I just started. What have we volunteered for?”

“I was thinking the same thing.”

“Want to meet and go through it?

“Absolutely.”

We chose a convenient restaurant and during dinner tried to wade through the mound of paper. Although dinner was fine, reviewing the paperwork at the same time proved to be a bad idea. I proposed we alternate meeting in our homes where we could cook dinner and go through the material. Linda was agreeable so I suggested my place first.

That began our meetings on a monthly basis that have been going on for more than a year. Over time, we became more comfortable with each other and she started sharing more personal information. Linda had been married twice, no children, the first ended in divorce and the second husband died five years ago. She never talked much about them except to say the last one was older and died from cancer. Like her, I was divorced with no children.

Articulate, smart, and not afraid to speak her mind, Linda worked as an executive assistant for the president and CEO of a small manufacturing company. One of the things she frequently pointed out as we reviewed our board meeting material was the editing errors. She would find typos, syntax errors, and poorly written sentences. She would say, “I do so much editing at work that it’s second nature.”

I felt a bit intimidated and would double check my emails. But, sure enough, now and then she would point out an error. No malice, put down or anything else negative, just something she did. I will confess that secretly just once, I’d like to find an error in one of her emails. It’s never happened but I still hope.

After Linda and I completed the review of the board material, we would often discuss the events of the day. We progressed from talking over coffee to sharing a bottle of wine. We solved the problems of the world and visited every subject … except sex. She was more than willing to share her opinions and views. For the most part, we were in agreement. I knew she didn’t have a boyfriend and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go down that path just yet.

Recently, Linda and I were reviewing an audit report performed annually by a company the board has used for several years. We came across a page that caused her to exclaim, “Doesn’t anybody look this over before they send it out?” I must admit even I questioned what I was reading. I know from personal experience that funny things can happen with various word processors and sections of a sentence can just disappear. It appeared that’s what happened with this document. “Always an editor,” she laughed and I agreed.

Later that evening, after pouring the last drops of wine, I decided to take a big leap and asked Linda if she ever edited documents privately for other people. She replied “no” and asked what I had in mind. I told her I had written a story to submit to a website that featured erotic material but wanted it to be reviewed by someone with editing skills. “It’s just a story I’ve written for the fun of it but I know my writing skills could be more polished. “Would you lend your editing skills to my work?” I asked with caution. “I would feel better if someone else looked it over. If you’d be willing to at least look at it, I will send it to you in an email tonight. “After you read it and if you are comfortable with doing so, I would welcome your help. If not, that’s ok.” Linda paused, dropped her beautiful eyes and became quiet. I suddenly felt I’d crossed a line.

As Linda sipped her wine, I could see there was a lot going through her mind. I began to wish I hadn’t acted so impulsively. If she declines, I’ll blame the wine. Much to my relief and after what seemed to be torturous amount of silence, her eyes met mine. No smile. “I’m not sure about the erotic material but I’ll take a look for Maltepe Escort grammar and punctuation errors and let you know.”

That evening when I returned home, I did a quick read of my story and then sent it on to Linda. I included a note thanking her for her time looking at it, and hoped she would agree to provide her editing skills.

Two very long days passed with no emails or phone calls from Linda. I really felt I pushed too far and she would be angry, upset, and put off. Late in the evening of the third day, she called with quite an erotic narrative of her own.

“I almost decided not to edit the story but since it was from you I reconsidered. I gave your story a quick look when I first received it but only got as far as the first sex scene. It was pretty explicit and beyond my literary and personal experience. The steamiest thing I’ve ever read was a romance novel. I almost stopped then and there. But, since it was from you, I decided to read the entire story. It was a challenge because the content needed to be reviewed but the language affected me. I concluded the story was ok and there weren’t too many changes to be made. Since I knew what to expect language wise, I read it a second time to get a flow of the story. I just let it be and thought I would make my editing suggestions with you the next evening. Much to my surprise, that night I had the most restless sleep. It’s been a long time since I’ve slept with a man and your story unleashed a lot of repressed desires and thoughts. Tell me, do people really have sex like that?”

“That and more.” I could hear her catch her breath from my response. I was pleased and definitely surprised by her reaction and those of my own. My heart rate jumped and she had my full attention. In my excitement I asked, “Did the story turn you on?”

For a moment all I could hear was the sound of her quickened breathing. Then a reluctant yet committed, “Yes.”

“Did your read the story again tonight?”

“I just read it again before I called. I know this is crazy and so unlike me but uh, I am uh…”

“Turned on?”

Linda’s answer came much quicker this time, “Very. There is a lot of sex I evidently have missed and I have this uh, unfamiliar desire to uh …um… hear those words for myself.”

Aroused and encouraged I felt this was going in an unforeseen yet delightful direction. “I like hearing this from you. Your voice is warm and wanting. I would love to take you in my arms, feel your heart beating next to mine, and knowing this is something we both want and won’t resist.”

“Oh, yes, I want that, too. After we kiss, I want you touch me like in your story. I want to feel your hands move down my body, gently holding my breasts before moving down to pull my hips closer to yours and feel you hard and ready.”

My dick was in full erection mode now.

“Run your hands and fingers over your breasts and tell me if your nipples are hard.”

“Yes, they are.”

“Reach down and touch your pussy.”

I heard her gasp and then sigh. “Run your fingers between your lips. Enjoy the wetness.”

Another gasp. “How does your clit feel when you rub it?”

“Wonderful.”

“Wouldn’t it be nice to feel my tongue all over your tits and clit?”

“I’ve never had that.”

“You’ve never had oral? How about tomorrow night we change that?”

“Oh my God, yes. That would be wonderful. My place at 7.”

“In the meantime, would you enjoy some phone sex?”

“I’ve never done that but it sounds like we’ve already begun. Keep going.”

“Are you comfortable masturbating.”

“I’ve done it a few times but I felt like it wasn’t something good girls do.”

“We need to change that thought. Nice girls not only do it, but enjoy it. I want you to run your hand all over your pussy. Picture in your mind that it’s my hand exploring you. Take your other hand and fondle your breasts. Enjoy their softness and how sensitive your nipples are. Now take the hand on your pussy and slide your fingers down your slit and push one deep into your cunt. Doesn’t…that…feel…wonderful?”

“Oh, yes,” came a soft and breathy reply.

“How I wish it were my fingers there right now, my cock is hard just thinking about it. Now, I want you to slide your finger out of your vagina and gently touch and stroke your clit.”

She began a quiet moan and her breathing became louder and gasping. Then, suddenly, her noises became more urgent and loud.

“Oh, yes, that’s it Linda!” I repeated as I could hear her get closer to climaxing.

“Oooohhhhh, yesssssssssssssss.!!” The words came deep from her throat and the sounds that followed were that of exhaustion and satisfaction.

After she recovered, I reminded her that tomorrow night there would be that and a whole lot more.

“I’m not sure if I will be able to sleep tonight.”

“Good. If you get horny, you know what to do.”

“Were you touching yourself during our conversation?”

“Yes, I was. I was stroking Anadolu Yakası Escort my cock and wishing it was your hand.”

“I like that image,” she said with a sigh, “I know I will be more than ready for you tomorrow.”

“I’m looking forward to undressing you.”

“Oh, me, too!!”

“See you tomorrow.”

As I drove over to Linda’s house, my thoughts were about the conversation and unexpected phone sex last night. I wondered if her suppressed feelings would erupt like a volcano and unleash a whole different woman. Based upon how she responded on the phone, I was looking forward to finding out. I arrived at the appointed time, and per her instructions, the door was unlocked. I walked in. I had been to her home many times but, this time, the setting was dark and inviting. The smell of the scented candles scattered around the room, filled the air and supplied the only light. It was a warm, romantic, and sensual atmosphere.

Candles were in a row atop the mantle outlining Linda as she stood in front of the glow from the fireplace. She was wearing a lovely short black dress complete with sheer black stockings and high heels. She looked amazing and I told her so.

I walked over, took Linda in my arms and kissed her inviting lips. She responded by opening her mouth and our tongues were soon engaged in their own dance. We held each other tight and I reached down pulling her pelvis into mine; my hard dick pushing into her.

As we continued to kiss, I reached down and slid my hand up her leg under her dress. Linda sighed and kissed me harder; shoving her tongue deep into my mouth. I caressed her breasts and she was practically panting. She was braless and her breast completely filled my hand; her erect nipples were pushing hard into my hand. She responded in kind and reached down to cup my balls and slide her fingers up and down my throbbing hard-on. I quickly unzipped her dress allowing it to fall to her feet. She stood before me bathed in the warmth of the fire and absolute loveliness. I kissed each nipple then knelt down to help her step out of her heels. Her wet and eager pussy was covered by sheer pantyhose that I slowly peeled down her legs.

I wanted to plant my mouth all over her pussy and lick her clit but she pulled me up. She gave me a quick kiss and said, “My turn.”

Linda didn’t take any time removing my shirt and running her hands through the hair on my chest. She enjoyed kissing, licking, and sucking my nipples. While she was doing that, she slid her hand down the front of my slacks and held my hard cock in her hand. I was so turned on I thought I was going to cum in my pants.

She knelt down and easily unbuttoned my slacks. With a quick pull on the zipper, she soon had my pants down around my ankles. My hard cock was barely hidden by the bikini briefs. Linda ran her fingers over the outline of my dick before helping me step out of my shoes, socks, and slacks.

“What do we have here?” Linda said with a big grin. “I think it wants out to play.” She gently removed the offending clothing that held my eager dick in bondage. When she freed my cock, it was hard and pointed straight at her face a few inches away. She gasped and exclaimed “Oh my!”

“All for you, my dear.”

I pulled her up and we exchanged a passionate kiss. Our hands were soon occupied with body parts. I cupped her breasts and she held my cock.

When we separated, Linda said she wanted me to do her a favor. She handed me a sheet of paper that contained part of the story I had sent her. “I loved the couch scene and I want to do that.” She sat me down on the couch, sat in my lap before stretching out with her head on the arm rest, her legs bent, knees apart and fully presenting her cunt for my viewing. “First read out loud what I highlighted.”

I liked that part of the story, too, so who am I to refuse such a wonderful request?

As I read the story, I held Linda’s breast in one hand and rolled her hard nipple between my fingers. She put her hand down on her pussy and brushed it with her fingers. Her eyes were closed and her fingers made a slow circular motion over her lovely pussy lips. I did my best to read and watch her hand at play at the same time. She was sighing deeply by the time I finished reading and her fingers now rubbed her clit.

“I find it very erotic watching you touch yourself.”

I added my hand with hers and inserted my finger into her wet cunt. Linda let out a gasp, moved her legs wider and pulled my hand until my finger was in as deep as we could get it. She just held it there and tightened her vaginal muscles around my finger. Finally, she relaxed and I began a slow and long finger fuck. Her sighing soon became panting; and, when I slid my finger up and touched her clit she let out a loud gasp. After rubbing her clit for a few moments, she tensed and then her body shook with a long orgasm.

“That was so wonderful! It was mind blowing. Hearing you read a passage from your story really turns İstanbul Escort me on. However, reading it is one thing but feeling it is a whole lot better.”

“I thought you really enjoyed your orgasm last night when we were on the phone?”

“I did, very much. However, I really enjoyed the way your fingers brought me off”

“Are you ok with doing yourself?

“I am now. In fact, I woke up horny thinking about our phone sex and couldn’t wait until tonight so I pleasured myself again this morning while I thought of you. I’ve never done phone sex and I really enjoyed it.”

“It was exciting watching you play with your pussy as I read the story. As I recall, I came here tonight to share another part of the writing with you. I’d love to take you to the next page. Ready?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for the past two days. I don’t have any experience with oral sex – giving or receiving. After reading your story, I want to experience what I’ve been missing.”

I gave her a wolfish grin, kissed her on the mouth and slowly worked my way down to each nipple. I changed her position so she could sit on the edge of the couch and I knelt between her legs. I rubbed my hands up and down her legs giving firm and special attention to her inner thighs. I gazed with delight at her pussy glistening with the wetness from her orgasm. “Your pussy looks so inviting and there is a clit protruding between irresistible lips just begging to be kissed.”

She closed her eyes and just sighed. “At first I found the language in your story shocking but now I think it’s erotic and I want to experience it.”

I licked and kissed up her thighs toward her eager love hole. I kissed all around her pussy lips and then I moved down and licked all around her cunt. Linda responded with a series of sighs and shifting of her pelvis to meet my mouth. She let out a loud gasp when I put my tongue into her cunt. I licked and sucked on her cunt with great delight while she cooed and pulled my head harder into her pussy. When I ran my tongue up her slit and touched her clit, she practically moved off the couch. I looked at her and she had a surprised look on her face.

“Sorry but that is so intense.”

With one smooth motion, I had Linda back into position and this time I held her legs in my arms and slowly moved my tongue from her cunt to her clit. She gasped and squirmed but I held her in place. After a few moments of circling and touching her clit, she relaxed and pulled me in tighter. Her breathing quickened and she shook as an orgasm rolled through her body.

It took a bit for her to recover and then she looked at me with a smile, “That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“I love oral sex. In the old days we called it muff diving. Not sure what they call it now.”

“After I do you, would you go muff diving again?”

“My pleasure.”

“And mine.”

I stood in front of her and she held my semi-erect cock in her hand. She looked up, smiled and then kissed it all over. It was my turn to sigh and enjoy her sensual touch. She kissed it on the head and then she took part of it in her mouth. While still holding it in her hand, she looked up at me, “I like it. It’s interesting that it is hard and soft at the same time. Would you teach me how to use my mouth on your dick?”

I smiled, took her finger in my mouth and showed her how to take me in her mouth without having her teeth involved. With a little trial and error of hand and mouth placement, she soon had the touch well in hand so to speak. For a beginner, she was doing very nicely. I loved the way her warm and wet mouth felt around my cock. Watching it slide in and out was an added pleasure. I finally had to stop her before she took me to the point of no return. Cumming in her mouth will happen another time.

Linda understood and with a smile kissed the top of my dick. “I really enjoy the way your cock feels in my mouth and hand. I can see why you have so much oral sex in your story.”

Linda moved back on the couch so I could position myself on top between her legs. I placed her hand around my dick and she guided it to her eager and wet cunt. She sucked in her breath as I started to insert my cock. As she relaxed, I gently and slowly stroked until my dick was all the way in. I held it there in place and gave her a multitude of kisses. “I have another small favor to ask, she whispered. I want to watch you cum so would you do it between my breasts?”

“I would love that. I would love to feel your hand bringing me off all over your tits. But first…”

I did my thrusting slow and easy and she was very responsive. It didn’t take long before her body clenched and she held me tight as she experienced a strong orgasm. I let her recover and began again. My thrusting became harder and faster and she was matching me with her own pelvic movements. After another orgasm, I could feel mine was getting close. I held as long as I could. When I pulled out, Linda grabbed my cock, wet with her cum and started pumping it. Her hand wrapped around my dick and jacking me off felt wonderful. After a few moments, my cum was shooting between her tits. As my orgasm subsided, she surprised me by pulling me up to take my cock into her mouth and milking it dry with her hand.

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Şeyma yol ayrımında 5

Konuşabileceğim tek kişi ne yazık ki eski eniştem. Akşam yeğenler ile oturduğumuz masaya geldi. Ben de iki kadeh içince biraz konuşabilir miyiz önemli diye lafı açtım, bir saate gelirim sen takıl barda.

İki üç kadeh içmiştim geldi. Muzaffer öküzü tarafından nasıl sikildiğim kısımları hariç yaşadıklarımı anlattım. Alkol alamadan uyuyamaz hale geldiğim dahil. Bu hayat böyle sürmez dedim. Sevmiyordum herifi ama kafası net bir iş adamı hep.

– Sen karar ver dedi. Önünde dört yol var hepsinin artılarını eksilerini yaz bir kağıda. Sonra birini seç diğerlerini de sil hayatından. Bir şişe daha açıp dediğini yaptık. İlk elenen Muzaffer oldu. Adamın kapaması olur, yarı hapis hayatı sürersin değmez kısmına ses çıkarmadım. Artılar hanesine yediğim günden beri aklımdan çıkmayan beni kölesi yapabilecek sikini ve yaşattığı orgazmları yazmadım, söylemedim de tabii ki. Sabah bilekliği sat borç aldığın tutarı gönder, hediyeyi geri istemez herhalde öküz. Bir diğeri daha iyi bir iş bulmak. Bu piyasa şartlarında o da neredeyse imkansız ama ben konuşurum bir iki yer ile bakalım ne çıkar.

İçimdeki sıkıntı azalmadı kalan iki seçenek böyle yarı zamanlı orospu olarak devam etmek ya da az maaş ile borç temizlemeye çalışmak, annemler ile yaşamak, buldukları koca adayları ile uğraşmak. Bunları da net ama orospu demeden daha nazik koydu önüme. Tekrar ağlama krizi geldi, kağıdı kalemi bıraktırdı. Bir yandan ağlarken bana sarılması güç verdi. Belki hayırlı bir kısmet çıkar diye espri yaptı güldük. Bir süre öyle kaldık kaldırdı ayağa hadi diskoya biraz kafan dağılsın diye tuttu elimden çekti. Git güzel şeyler giy kendini iyi hisset diye hazırlattı beni.

Benim işlerim var diye ayrıldı diskoda yanımdan, otel müdürü ile eğlenen iki kadın otel çalışanına emanet etti. Kadeh kadeh üstüne, bir erkek ile takılan üç kadına asılan yabancı ve yerli erkekler kuşattı etrafımızı. Kalabalık arttıkça yanlışlıkla veya bilerek sürtünenler de çoğaldı. Masaya bile tutunamıyorum sarhoşluktan. Her sürtünme sikilme isteğimi artırıyordu. Ayakta duramayacak haldeyim. Ben kıvrandıkça çevremdeki erkek sayısı da artıyordu. Onlardan kaçmak için otel müdürüne doğru yanaştım, ona yanaşınca da belimden tuttu korumak için. Bana sürtünmemeye çalışarak arkamda durdu. Aklımda sadece filmlerdeki zenciler gibi cümlesi Ayşen’in. Yanlışlıkla ben sürtünüyordum bu sefer önüne. İçkiler gidip geliyordu. Kızlardan biri koluma girip beni hava almak için çıkardığında müdür eski enişteyi aradı. Patron kızlar eve bıraksın mı diye. O eve birilerini atmış bile bize kaldı bu iş dedi yanındaki kıza. Bir süre sonra bir kolumda bir kız diğerinde otel müdürü Hakan evde idik. Kahve yap dedi kıza, ben ise kanepeye yayıldım.

– Muzaffer de sikti beni biliyor musun, o iğrenç göbekli herif de.

Bir anda neden böyle bir şey dedim ki. Yere oturduğumu ağladığımı hatırlıyorum. Kızı gönderdi. Ağlamam boyunca sarıldı, tamam geçti her şey burada güvendesin, patron korur seni.

– Ne koruması o da sattı beni imar müdürüne, tekrar ağladım omzunda. Saçlarımı geride topladı. Hadi yat artık diye koluma girdi tekrar.

Merdivenleri zorla çıkardı yüzümü gözümü yıkadı. Sakinleş ve ağlama artık dedikten sonra yatağıma yatırdı. Camı kapatmasını klimayı açmasını izledim. On dakika sonra serinler içerisi kapatırım unut her şeyi dinlen diye çıktı. Sırtıma batan sutyenimin kopçasını açtım, gömleğin bir veya iki düğmesini daha çözdüm. Rahatladım serin havada biraz. Gecelik giyecek gücüm yok. Bana sürtünen erkeklerin hayali gözümde uçuşuyor, başımın ağrısı klimanın serinliğinde azaldı. Uğraşa uğraşa şortumun düğmesini açtım, alkolden şişmiş göbeğim özgür kaldı. Devrildim tekrar yatağa.

Otel müdürü Hakan kapıyı tıklatarak içeri girdi, klimayı kapattı. Gözlerimi açık görünce sordu.

– İyi misin diye merak ettim.

– İyiyim dedim. Yatağın başında dikilip vücuduma baktı. Gözleri neredeyse hepsi ortada olan göğüs dekoltemde takılı kaldı. Dışarı çıkarken giydiğim kısa şort ve gömlek ileydim hala. Gözleri her noktamı dolaştı. Gözlerimi ayırmadım ben de. Bacaklarımı tutup kendine doğru çekti aniden. Bir şaşkınlık çığlığı attım. Şortumu çamaşırım ile birlikte çekip çıkardı. Çıplak bacaklarımı aralayıp üzerime tırmandı. Kafasını göğüslerime gömerek göbeğime oradan kadınlığıma öpe öpe saldırdı acele ile. Elleri ile gömleğimi yukarıya doğru itekledi, yardımcı oldum attım sutyenim ile birlikte, beş saniye içinde çıplak kaldım yatakta. Bacaklarımı öperek o da doğrulup iki saniye içinde çıplak kaldı karşımda. Bana doğru bakan dikilmiş iri siki ile tekrar üzerime balıklama atıldı. Durma sakın dedim sadece. Dudaklarımız birleşti. Acele ile aç kurt gibi saldıran hızına ben de uydum. Dişlerimiz ile saldırdık dudaklarımıza. Canımız yanınca durup gözlerimin içine baktı. Vahşi bir erkek vardı karşımda gözleri parlıyordu. Tekrar dudaklarıma saldırdı ben de ona.

Ellerimi tutup iki yana açtı. Kollarım gerildi. Sanki tecavüz edecekmiş gibi baktı gözleri. Vücudu vücudumu ezdi. Sıcak bakımlı kaslı bir erkek vücudu. Göğüslerim, sikinin değdiği bacak aram ve dudakları ile dişleri arasında uzayan dudaklarım, aynı anda hepsi uyarılıyor, kıvrandırıyordu beni altında. Tüm vücuduma hakimdi adeta. Siki giriş arıyordu, ellerim serbest olsa kendim sokacağım içine. Sert ve sıcak aletinin değdiği her yer am dudaklarımdı sanki. Dili bir sik gibi ağzıma girdi çıktı. Alt dudaklarımı ısırdı yedi. Boynumdan omuzlarıma indi onları da ısırdı. Elleri ile kafamı kendine çekip dudaklarıma saldırdı. Nefes nefese geri çekildi. İki bacağımı da havaya dikip iyice açtı girişimi. Serbest kalan elim ile yüzüme yapışan saçlarımı düzelttim. Sert sikini kadınlığımın üzerinde gezdirdi.

– Hazır mısın, alabilecek misin hepsini. Günlerdir seni düşünüyorum, dayanamayacağım. Hazırdım, içimde alev var ve bir an önce sikilmek istiyordum. Bir iki kere daha sürttü sert sıcak sikini girişime. Aşağıya doğru baktım. Offf gerçek olamayacak kadar uzun ve büyük gözüktü. Gövdesini kadınlığımın girişine vurdu. Şap şap ıslaklık sesi çıktı.

– Canımı yakma

Elimi aşağıya götürüp dokundum erkekliğine. Sıcaktı ve nabız gibi atıyordu. Elimi girişimde tuttum korku ile. Başı girdi. Bakmaya çalışan kafamı dudaklarıma yapışarak aşağıya indirdi. Sonra tek defada yavaşça yara yara yerleşti içime. Gövdesi tam ıslanmamış siki içime yerleşince bağırdım. Elim arada tamamı girmemişti ama o kadar derinde, o kadar kalın bir şey ilk defa içimdeydi ve yavaşça hareket ediyordu. Geri çekti çıktı tamamen ve tekrar aynısını yaptı. Şimdi amının ıslattığı uzun sik rahatlıkla dibimi buldu. İnanılmaz bir duygu bu, içime giren şeyi ayrıntılı görmedim ama resmini çizebilirim. Sert sert içime çarpmaya başladı, içime her girişinde omzumdaki bacaklarımı iyice katlayıp göğüslerime kadar kıvırdı. Tut şunları diyerek kendime tutturdu kıvrılmış bacaklarımı. Sportif vücudu şınav çeker gibi inip kalkmaya dibime değdikçe gözümde şimşekler çaktırmaya başladı. Evet kısa orospuluk geçmişimdeki en güzel sik bu. Uzun ve gövdeli, tüm içimi doldurdu. Doldurmak ne, gerilmiş durumda am dudaklarım. Al işte doy yarağa diye diye dövdü içimi.

Hızlı hızlı üzerimde zıplıyor sonra dudaklarıma saldırarak nefesleniyor bu sırada içime yerleşmiş sik kalça hareketleri ile geziniyordu. Hiç bu kadar güzel sikilmedim ben. Bu kalınlık am dudaklarımı geriyor, içinde gezdikçe içim daha da genişliyor, iç duvarları eziliyordu. Ayşen’in çığlıkları ne de doğru imiş. Tek hakimim içimde gezinen her defasında farklı açılarla yeni titremeler getiren bu uzun sert sıcak alet. Alıştı bak hiç çıkarmak istemiyor amcığın diye tekrar itekledi köküne kadar. Bağırdım ağrıdan. Bacaklarımı beline sardırdı ve kısa sürede yapmak istediği pozisyona beni de uydurdu. Bacaklarım beline sarılmış yatağın üzerinde tek vücut olarak hareket ediyorduk şimdi. O vahşi saldırı ikimizi de yormuştu şimdi ağır tempoda tek vücuttuk. Ellerim boynuna sarıldı önce, sonra sıkı sıkı sardı sırtını. Aletinin mantar başı içimi yarıyor geri çekilince başımı döndüren bir gıdıklama ile içimi okşuyordu. Sıcak dili dudağı boynumda sanki dillenen boynum değil kadınlığım, durmadan emiyor bir yerimi boynumu, dudaklarımı. Kolları daha sıkı sarmış durumda. Nefessiz eziliyordum altında. Boşalıyor musun güzelim boşalıyor musun, bu kadar çabuk mu?

Evet boşalıyordum. Bu kadar çabuk mu demesine rağmen ben ne kadar süredir sikildiğimi hatırlamıyordum. Elleri şimdi alttan kalçalarımı sıkarken daha da sert vurmaya başladı. Kaçamazsın diye çırpınan bedenimi zapt etti. Nefesimin patlamasını uzun bir oooohhh sesi takip etti, gözlerim niye yaşardı ki. Böyle savunmasız ve çaresiz titremeyi ilk defa yaşıyordum. Dur dur diye kıvrandım. Daha da sıkı sarıldı. Nefessiz çaresiz zevke gömülü kaldım altında. Kadınlığımın içindeki kasılmalar sikini sardığından, içimdeki alevi her yanımda hissediyordum. Beni boş çuval gibi çevirip siki içimde üstüne aldı. İçimdeki uzun sertlik amımdaki kasılmaları daha da zevkli yaşamama neden oldu. İki eli iki kalçamda.

– Boşal orospum benim, böyle sik yedin mi hiç? Siki içimde kucağında yüz yüze oturuyorduk. Boşalma sancılarım kramplarım her yerimi ele geçirmiş o ise beni sarmalamış bırakmıyordu. Çıldırtıcı bu titremelerden kaçmak istiyor ama beni mengene gibi sardığından sadece bağırarak boşalıyordum. Kulağıma fısıldadı.

– Bu memeleri hep sikmek istedim. Enişten de hasta götüne, İngilizler dar amcığını anlatırken çok kızdı. Daracık amcıklı orospuuuuu. Bunları derken beli oynamaya devam ediyor arada göğüs uçlarımı dilliyordu. Kendini geri atıp elleri göğüslerimi kavradı alttan. Oh hiç böyle tüm gövdesi kavranarak kenarları bastırılarak yoğrulmamıştı memelerim. İleri geri oynattıkça kalçalarını dibine kadar yerleşen siki içimi ve sert kalın gövdesine sürülen bızırım aklımı, darmadağın ediyordu. İki göğüs ucumu tükürüklediği parmakları arasında ezmeye başladı. İşte böyle bağır orospu deyince fark ettim, tekrar bağırıyordum. Islak parmakları arasındaki göğüs ucum bızırımdan farksız sanki. Sıkıp çekince tekrar bağırdım biraz da acıdan.

– Siktirip siktirip yine bana geleceksin değil mi, diyerek göğüslerimi tokatlamaya ve kucağında zıplatmaya başladı. Her zıplayış ağrı ve zevk saplıyordu karnıma. Tekrar sordu aynı soruyu hızlanarak. Evet diyecek bile gücüm yok acımasız bir zıplama hızı, her yer karardı yine. Alttan döver gibi giriyordu siki. Ihhhh diye onayladım sadece. Yine mi orospu yine mi kasılıyor amcığın sorusuna cevabım yoktu. Yine kasılıyor her yerim, içimdeki sik her açıdan girip çıkıyor, sadece kadınlığım göğüs uçlarım değil, her yerim bızırım kadar hassas artık. Kaçmaya ve orgazmımı yaşamaya çalışmak istiyordum, kollarımı sıkarak bırakmıyordu. Üzerinde bitmiş tükenmiş halde iken o özlediğim döl sıcaklığı, sikinin başının kabarması ile içimi yaktı. Muzaffer öküzünü hissetmemiştim bile boşalırken ama bu farklı, yaka yaka aktı içime dölleri, parmakları belime gömüldü acıttı. Offf tam doya doya sikmelik karı varmış elimizin altında diyerek attı kafasını arkaya.

İçimden çıkmadan beni kendine çekti. Dudaklarımı nazik ufak dil darbeleri ile dolaştı. Çok güzeldi, çok. Elimi korkarak kadınlığıma attım. İçimden akanlar bu kadar fazla olmamalı. Öylece yattım göğsünde, içimdeki sik kasıla kasıla boşalmalarını bitirdi, amımdaki süzülmeler tükendi, sonra yavaşça kaydı dışıma. Konuşmadan kaldık öylece. Ne konuşabilirdik ki zaten.

– İçecek bir şeyler alacağım ne istersin diye dudaklarımı öpüp kaldırdı üstünden.

– Fark etmez dedim.

O şortunu giyip aşağıya inerken, ayağa kalkmaya çalıştım. İçki ve orgazmların sarhoşluğundan tökezleyip yatağa tutundum tekrar. Başımın dönmesi geçince banyoya girip klozete oturdum. İçimden damlayan döllerini seyrettim, ne kadar öyle kaldım bilmiyorum. Odadan gelen şarap buldum sana da bir kadeh getirdim sesi ile kendime geldim. Bacakaramdaki onun dölleri ve benim ıslaklığımı yıkayıp dışarı çıktım.

Biraz ayılmıştım artık. Yatakta çırılçıplak oturmuş adama baktım, inmiş siki bile bacakarasında uzunca sallanıyordu. Nedense üzerime yere savrulmuş yatak örtüsünü sarıp getirdiği suyu bir dikişte bitirdim. Şaraptan aldığım bir yudum sonrası yarı kalkık buna rağmen damarlı ve kalın gözüken siki ile yanıma doğru yürüdü. Kadehi elimden alıp üzerimdeki örtüyü çekti attı. Boynumu tutup dudaklarıma yapıştı. Dili ağzımda dolaştı. Boynumu öperken bir eli göğsümü sıktı.

– Yıkadın mı güzel amcığını diye elini kadınlığıma attı.

– Evet çok kızartmışsın.

– Öperim geçer şimdi. Tekrar yatağa yuvarlandık. Dudak dudağa. Konuşmadan daha sakin sürdü üstümdeki yolculuğu. Parmakları girişimi araladı. Yapma çok hassas şimdi dedim.

– Kaç kere boşaldın

– İki üç bilmiyorum. Hassas dememe rağmen içimde kolaylıla ilerleyen parmağı bir noktaya baskı yapınca derin bir inilti bıraktım. Parmağını çıkardı ve ağzıma soktu. Kendi kokum kendi tadım.

– Ağzıma layık mı ne dersin?

– Yavaş lütfen.

Göbeğimi dişleyince gıdıklandım. Sonra dili bızırım üzerinden kadınlığımın her yerinde daireler çizdi. Küçük ıslak bir et parçası yavaş yavaş dolaştı girişimde. Ahh en sevdiğim şeyi son siktirdiğim iki erkek de ne güzel yapıyordu. Kadınlığımı aşkla yiyen iki erkek. Sonra o küçük darbeler artmaya iki dudağı ile kadınlığımın dudaklarını yemeye başladı. Sağa sola kıvrandı vücudum iki elini alttan kalçalarıma geçirip hareketlerimi kısıtladı. Elleri ve yüzü arasında sıkışmış bacakaramda dakikalarca sürdü turu. Belim yükseldikçe dilini daha derine soktu. Bızırıma çarpan dil sesi çoğaldı. İlk orgazmım sırasında biraz nefeslendi. İçtiğim en iyi am suyu bu doyamadım diyerek, ufak dil dokunuşları ile her dokunuşta ateşimi artıran bızırımla oynadı. Kıvranma dur dedi ama boşuna, kendime hakim değilim. Doğruldu ters olarak üzerime döndü koca siki burnumun ucunda sallanırken iki eli ile kavradığı bacaklarımın arasına gömüldü kafası. Dili içimi dışıma çıkartmaya başladı sert sert. Parmakları da arka deliğimin girişinde baskıda. Gördüğüm en biçimli sik, bir sike yakışıklı denirse buydu. Elim ile kavrayıp başını emince durdu biraz, aferin diye inledi. Gövdesindeki damarları seyrettim, elimin altında nabız gibi atması dayanılmaz güzellikte. Elim gövdesi üzerinde küçük duruyor. Çok da uzun. Onun amımı yeme, arka deliğime baskı yapma sakinliği ile ben de sikinin kalın başını emmeye gövdesini okşamaya başladım. Dili iki deliğim arasında gezip içime girdi ve çıkıp tekrar bızırıma gelince dünya ile ilişkim tekrar koptu. Ağzımdakini çıkarıp yalvarırım lütfenn lütfennn diye bıraktım kendimi.

Bıraktı yalamayı, elimle kavradığım sikini kurtardı.

– Kopartacaktın kız dedi. Kendimi kaybettiğim o anda çarşafı sıktığımı hatırlıyorum. Galiba diğer elimi de sıkmışım. Başucuma gelip sikini tutup yandan ağzıma soktu. Nefesim düzene girmeye çalışırken o yavaş yavaş ağzımı sikti, göğüs uçlarımı okşadı. Arada çıkardığı sikini dudaklarıma vurdu. Ben tepkisiz, bitkin kalakalmıştım. Tekrar başını sokunca dilimi de hareketlendirdim. Daha derine iteklemeye çalıştı.

– Boşal artık dedim. Güldü, daha adımı bağıracaksın.

Çıktı ağzımdan ve beni yan çevirip arkadan sarıldı. Siki arkadan bile olsa bu uzunluğu ile kolaylıkla kadınlığımı buldu. Kolumu tutarak yarısını soktuğu siki ile sertçe hızlı hızlı vurmaya başladı arkadan. Kalçalarımızın çarpmasını ahh sesim takip ediyordu. Boynumu yaladı. Hızlandı. Kolumu daha sert sıkarak daha da hızlandı. Kolumu bıraktı eli bacakarama girip önden kadınlığımı kavradı. İçimdeki sertliğin boş yer bırakmadığı amım dışından da okşandı. Zamanı kaybettim. Sesim artınca kulağıma fısıldadı.

– Kim sikiyor seni orospu?

– Hakan

– Kim için boşalıyorsun şimdi? Evet tekrar titriyordu karnım, eliyle tuttuğu bacağım her yerim, gözlerim çoktan kapalı veya ben karanlığa düştüm.

– Hakannnnn dur artık dur. Durmadı. Kontrolümü kaybettiğim kadınlığımdan çıkmadan bir bacağını karnıma doğru doladı. Yandan bacak aramı kıstırarak sert sert sikmeyi sürdürdü.

– Evet böyle adımı bağır demesi ile biraz kendime geldim. Adını mı bağırıyordum yine. Ne zaman bacaklarımı omzuna alıp belimi yerden keserek sikmeye başladı? Ne kadar oldu sikilmeye başlayalı? Şimdi bacaklarım V şeklinde havada. Pozisyon geçişlerini takip edemiyorum artık. Ellerimle itekledim kasıklarını nihayet durdu.

İçimde biraz daha hareketsiz bekleyip çıktı. Başucuma doğru geldi, beni seyretti bir süre. Eli göğüs ucuma gidince elektrik çarptı tekrar vücudumu. Yine benzer pozisyonda dudaklarıma bastırdı sikini, bitmiş halde ağzımı araladım. Sakin sakin ağzıma sokup çıkarmaya başladı dev siki. Bu da dakikalarca sürdü. Başını ve gövdesinden bir iki santimi daha itekledi ağzıma. Göğsümü okşayan eli kasıldı, iyice sıktı göğsümü hafif geri çekilirken dudaklarım ve dilim üzerinde yayıldı dölleri. Belki bir yıl önce kocam biraz boşalmıştı ağzıma. Dudaklarım ve çenem üzerine damladı akıntısı. Son bir fışkırma yüzüme çarptı. Dudaklarımdaki ekşi tadı, ağır erkeklik kokusu. Hele o dudaklarımı yakan sıcaklığı. Ellerim ile temizledim çenemi, kendisini yanıma bıraktı. Kalkacak gücü bulup yüzümdeki spermleri yıkarken, döllerini sıcakken yutma isteği uyandı içimde belki bir dahakine dedim. Dışarda gün ışıyor saatler boyunca mı sikildim? Yatağa girdiğimde gözlerini araladı, sarılıp uyuyakaldık.

Ertesi öğlene doğru uyanabildim. Başım döndü yataktan zor kalktım yine. Yanımda yoktu. Hasta olmuş gibi halsizim, bacaklarım ağrıyor, karnımda bir ağrı, bacakaramda bir sızlama, nasıl sikti bu herif beni? Telefonumda eniştemden bir not, “ Muzaffer konusunu duydum, uyanınca beni ara” Hakan dün gece beni nasıl siktiğini de anlatmış mıdır? Offff. Büyük pişmanlıklar içindeyim, tatilin bitmesine de bir hafta kaldı. Bilekliği satıp Muzaffer’e para gönderdim. Ablamı aradım, ev tutana kadar sen de kalabilir miyim dedim. Kabul etti neşe ile. Enişteyi aramadan toplanıp Kuşadasından kaçtım

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Hamile Yengemle Sikişimiz

Merhaba 32 yaşında muhasebe işiyle uğraşıyorum. Dayımın deyim yerindeyse taş gibi çiğdem adında bir karısı var.oldum olası ona hasta olup devamlı 31 çekişlerime konu olmuştur. Dayımın karısı ile aram gayet iyidir. Arada bir onlara gider yengemle sohbet ederiz.sohbet konularımızın başlıca konusu fıkralardır.arada bir bel altı fıkralarda anlatırız tabi.şu sıralar hamile olan yengeme aşerdiği için tarhana götürmüştüm.üstünde beyaz lakoste bir tişört altta da genç maksi tipi bir etek vardı.ilk dikkatim çeken memelerinin normalden daha büyük görünmesiydi.sanırım sutyen takmamıştı.arkadan hamile olduğundan dolayı bacaklarını açarak yürümesi kalçalarını dahada belirginleştiriyordu.en son duyduğum fıkrayı ona anlatmak için can atıyordum.karşılıklı oturduk bana çay ve bisküvi ikram ettikten sonra yeni bir fıkra vardı diye sorunca evet diye atıldım. Ama nasıl anlatayım ki. hamile bir kadınla ilgili dedim.heyecanla bak bende hamileyim hadi anlat artık deyince okey dedim.tam sırası belk**e başlangıç dedim ve anlatmaya başladım.temel amansız bir hastalığa yakalanmış.doktorlar son çare hamile bir kadının sütünden içersen iyileşirsen derler. Tek çare dursunun hamile olan karısına gitmektir.dursunun kapısını çalınca dursunun hamile karısı kapıyı açar ve ne istediğini sorar.utana sıkıla derdini anlatır.sevaptır diye ona acır ve içeriye alır. Temeli emzirmeye başlar.bu arada dursunun karısıda yavaş yavaş zevke gelmektedir.inleyerek temele şöyle der. nasıl hoşuna gittimi.temel evet çok güzel der.iyice tahrik olan dursunun karısı süt emmekten başka bir şey istermisin diye sorar.temelin gözleri fal taşı gibi açılmıştır.sıkılarak ayıp olmazmı yenge der. çekinme canım istediğin başka bir şey varsa verebilirim deyince içim geçti valla varsa sütün yanında bir kaç tane bisküvi verirmisin der.

Ben fıkrayı anlatınca yengem kahkahayı bastı .katıla katıla gülünce sende bisküvinin yanında bir şey istermisin diye sordu.şakayla karşılık sorduğu soruya bende şakayla karşılık bende süt isterim dedim.olsa canım feda ama evde süt yok dedi. sende yokmu deyince yengemin yanakları al al oldu.daha memelerime süt gelmedi dedi.ama çok büyümüşler deyince iyice kızardı.çok belli oluyormu deyince evet ama bu halde daha güzel görünüyor dedim.bak bak sen nelere dikkat ediyorsun bakayım dedi.memelerin o kadar büyümüşki dikkat çekmeyecek gibi değil dedim.dur aynada bakıp geleyim deyince beraber bakalımmı dedim olmaz sen burada otur dedi.yatak odasına doğru gitti. içerde ne yaptığını merak ettiğimden yerimde duramıyor ve o iri memeleri görme hayaliyle kapının anahtar deliğine yaklaştım. Tam delikten içeri bakacakken yengem kapıyı birden açınca beni o halde gördü. Benimi dikizleyektin dedi. cevap veremedim.sadece bakacaksan göstereyim dedi. Söz sadece bakacağım.tişörtünü yavaşça yukarı kaldırırken benim kalbim yerinden fırlayacaktı.devasa büyüklükteki memeler karşımda duruyor benim nutkum tutulmuştu. gözlerimi onlardan alamıyordum.iyice belirginleşen meme uçları beni fena halde tahrik ettiğinden olduğum yerde pantolonuma boşaldım. Açık renk pantolonumdan belli olunca yengem kahkahayı bastı.ne o lan boşaldınmı. evet dedim gir çabuk banyoya dedi.utancımdan koşarak banyoya girdim.hemen gördüğüm manzaranın etkisi ile 31 çekmeye başladım.yengemin kapının arkasında bornoz var demesi ile kendime geldim.dışarı çıktığımda yengem hala gülüyordu.bana dayımın bir külotunu hazırlamıştı. dayımın külotunu giydiğimde kahkahalarımız birbirine karışmıştı.çünkü dayım çok şişman olduğu için donu bana çok bol gelmişti.yıkadığı pantolonumun kurumasını beklerken karşılıklı oturmuş ama hiç konuşmuyorduk.bense hep o iri memeleri düşünüyordum.benimki hareketlenmeye başlamıştı. Yengem fark etmiş oda olacakları merakla beklemeye başladı.bacak bacak üstüne atmış kalçaları bana dönük oturuyordu.geniş olan donumun kenarından benimki dışarı çıkmaya çalışıyordu.bense onu saklamak için uğraşıyordum. anlattığın fıkranın devamı yokmu diye sordu. yok dedim devamını yazalımmı diye sorunca iyice şaşırdım.

Ayağa kalkıp yanıma geldi.yere oturarak memelerini dizlerime dayadı gözleriyle donumdan dışarı çıkmak isteyen donuma bakıyordu.ellerimi saçlarında gezdirmemle beraber dudaklarımız birleşti.yerde yan yana uzanmış bir yandan memelerini okşuyor biryandan da soyunuyorduk.hayal ettiğim memeler dudaklarımın arasındaydı.onları emiyor dişliyordum.yeni Tıraşlanmış amına indiğimde oda benim sikimi ağzına almış iştahla yalıyordu.arkasına geçip memelerini ve şişmiş karnını okşarken bulutların üzerindeymişim gibiydi.dayanacak halim kalmamıştı.bacaklarını iyice ayırıp arasına girdiğimde nefes alışverişleri dahada hızlanmıştı.yarrağımı am dudaklarına sürdüğümde zevkten am sularının fışkırdığını hissettim.yavaşça içine girerken dudaklarımızla birbirimize tarifsiz zevk veriyorduk.gözlerinin içine bakarak yüklenmeye başladım bacaklarını beline dolarken karnı göbeğime baskı uyguluyor bu da beni fazlasıyla çıldırtıyordu.bir süre böle siktikten sonra yüz üstü çevirdim çevirdim.geniş kalçaları muhteşem görünüyordu.kalçalarını iki yana açıp mor deliğine dilim değdirdiğinde hafifçe ürperdi ve içini çekti.arkadan dilimle sikiyordum. kalçalarını sağo sola sallamasından acayip zevk aldığı belli oluyordu.sikimi ağzına verip iyice yalamasını istediğimde olacakları tahmin ettiğinden kremsiz olmaz dedi.deliğini kremledikten sonra sikimi kavradım ve arka deliğini zorlamaya başladım.yavaşça önce kafasını daha sonrada hepsini soktum.nefes dahi almıyordu.biraz bekledikten sonra yavaşça hareketlenmeye başladım.bir iki gel gitten sonra hızlandım .az önce aldığım zevkten ve götünün darlığından boşalmak üzereydim hemen önüne geçtim ve ağzına vermemle boşalmam bir oldu.inanın beş sevişmede gelebilecek kadar boşaldım.dizlerim titriyordu.yengem ise son damlasına kadar yutmak için çaba sarf ediyordu.yavaş yavaş inen sikimin hassaslaşmış kafasını emerken parmağı ile arkama masaj yapıyordu.bu zevk inanın anlatılmaz ancak yaşanır…

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Biseksüel Anılarım 2 – İlk Seksim
Biseksüel Anılarım 2 – İlk Seksim

Sabah kalktığımda sikim taş gibi olmuştu. Dün geceki yaşadıklarım inanılmaz etkilemişti beni. Murat’ı ve o yarağını düşünerek 31 çektim. Salona gittiğimde ise Murat yerinde değildi yatağına gitmişti. O halle, alkolle nasıl kalktı diye düşünüyordum. Mutfağa gidip birkaç yumurta kırdım. Çayı demledim ve yeterli sayılacak bir kahvaltı hazırladım. Murat’ı kaldırmaya gittim. Şortunu çıkarmış boxer giymişti ve siki taş gibi orada duruyordu. Bir an ulan acaba farketti mi gece olanları diye düşünüyordum da kendimi böyle bir düşüncenin saçmalığıyla kandırdım. Ve o sikini görmem de o anki düşüncelerimde odaklanmakta zorlanmama sebep oluyordu.

Yine hazla dolmuştum ama bu sefer dün geceki işe kalkışamazdım. Onu uyandırdım ve kahvaltıya çağırdım. Mutfağa geçtim ve masayı hazırlamaya devam ettim. Elini yüzünü yıkadıktan sonra mutfağa geldi. Boxerı ile gelmişti. Utangaç bir çocuk olmasına rağmen öyle rahat hareketleri beni şaşırtmıştı. Ama memnundum. O masaya oturmuşken bende masaya kahvaltılıkları koyuyordum. Onları yerleştirirken de göz ucuyla bakıyordum. Hala taş gibiydi. Bu çocuk bu cesareti nerden buluyordu. Kahvaltıya başladık. Dün gece arkadaşlarla sohbetimizi koAnuşuyorduk. Bi ara maço erkek görünümü vermek için olum şortunu mortunu giy lan felan dedim. Duyduğum cevap ise benim orospuluğa geçişimin ilk hamlelerinden biri oluyordu.

-Dün gece ağzına aldığın şeyden mi utanıyorsun?

Tam ağzımı açıp konuşacakken herşeyi hatırladığını sarhoş olduğunu ama o kadar olmadığını açıkladı.

-Dün gece hep uyanıktım. Bir orospu gibi ağzına aldın ve boşalttın ağzının içine. Seni orada domaltıp sikmek isterdim ama korkutmak istemedim.

O an bir karar vermeliydim. Bu güçsüz çocuğu engelleyebilir, ona baskın gelebilirdim. Ama bir daha o sikini bir daha kullanamazdım. Beni etrafa reklam etme olasılığı da vardı. Yapılacak tek bir şey vardı. Ona ait bir orospu gibi davranmak ve onun vazgeçemeyeceği bir şeye dönüşmek. Ama ona karşı yeri gelince dominantlığı sürdürmek ve o ezik halini devam ettirmekti. Bana bağımlı bir hayata sürüklemeliydim onu.

-Murat o büyük sikine hayatında görmediğin zevkler yaşatabilirim. Ama bunları yapmadan önce bana söz vermelisin. Şartlarımı kabul etmen gerekiyor.

-Tamam. Hepsini kabul ediyorum.

Daha şartlarımı söylemeden hepsini kabul etmesi bu çocuğu rahatlıkla kontrol edebileceğim anlamına geliyordu. Bu şansımı kaçırmamalıydım. Hemen sandalyemden kalktım ve dört ayak üzerinde durmaya başladım. Ruhum hem kadın hem orospu gibiydi. Sınırlarım yoktu zaten. Murat’a da bunları belli edecektim. Önüne doğru ilerledim. Ve boxerının üstünden sikini ellemeye başladım. Biraz elimi gezdirdikten sonra oldukça erotik hareketlerle sikini çıkardım.

Biraz elimde git gel yaptıktan sonra ucundan başlayarak yalamaya başladım. Murat belki hayatında bir daha yaşamayacağı zevklerle karşı karşıyaydı. İnanılmaz haz veriyordum. Kendim de alıyordum. Sikinin 4te 3ünü ağzıma alıyordum. Ve tam bir am şeklinde dudaklarımı ayarlıyordum. Dar ve sulu bir amcık şeklinde. Yeri gelince yavaş yeri gelince hızlanıyordum. Murat’a baktığımda zevkten gözleri dönüyordu. Başımı tutmuş ama kontrolü bana bırakmıştı.

Onun metresi gibi hareket ediyordum. Birkaç dakikaya Murat daha fazla dayanamadı ve ağzımın içine boşalmaya başladı. Lütfen hepsini yut diye söylüyordu. Kendi dölüm dışında hiç tatmamıştım ama bu sefer denemeliydim. Hepsini yuttum. Başta biraz acı geldi ama çokta kötü olmadığını farkettim. Sen bir harikasın diye kendi kendine konuşuyordu. Uzun saçlarımı okşuyordu. Daha bitmedi deyip ayağa kalktım ve elinden tutup kendi odama götürdüm onu. Her şey yeni başlamıştı.

Yatağa attım onu ve hemen üzerine uzandım. Artık aramızda sınır kalsın istemiyordum. Hemen hiç düşünmeden dudaklarına yapıştım. Başta biraz şaşırsa da devam etti o da . birkaç dakika öpüşmeden sonra yavaş yavaş hareketlerle sikine inmeye başladım. Hareketlerimi olabildiğince slow motion yapıyordum ki daha da azsın. İşe yaramıştı belli ki. Siki demir gibi olmuştu. Ağzımın içine aletini daldırdım. Offf harika bir histi. Dudaklarımı yırtarcasına yalıyordum. Zevkten mest olmuştu. Tekrar ağzıma boşalmasını istemiyordum. Ağzımı çektim ve ona baktım.

-Beni sikmeni istiyorum. Kadının olmak istiyorum. Götümün bekaretini sana sunmak istiyorum.

-Seni kadınım yapacağım. Seni altımda inim inim inletecem orospum.

İnanılmaz tahrik etmişti beni bu sözler. Üstümüzü çıkarmaya başladık. 15 saniyeye ikimizde tamamen çıplaktık. Domal dediği gibi önünde köpek gibi domalmıştım. Götümü olabildiğince yukarı kaldırmıştım. Zaten her zaman hayal ettiğim pozisyon buydu. Bir erkeğin bana arkadan sahip olması ve içime boşalması. Hiç içime almadığımı ve bu yüzden yavaş olmasını söyledim. Murat’ta eline tükürdüğünü sikini göt deliğime yaklaştırdı.

-Hop hop. Yalamayacak mısın götümü? Benim de ihtiyaçlarımı gör ve ek olarak sikinin rahat girmesini istiyorsan yapman gerekiyor.

Beni oldukça şaşırtan şekilde ikiletmeden göt deliğimi yalamaya başladı.

Çok az kıl vardı oramda. Zaten kadın gibiydim götüm konusunda. Oldukça dolgun, dışarı çıkıktı. Ve ele tam alınacak sertlik yumuşaklığı tam oranındaydı. Gelecekteki erkeklerim de kadınlardan daha güzel göte sahip olduğumu hep söylemişlerdi. Artık sok diye yalvarmasam heralde sabaha kadar devam edecekti. Tekrardan sikine tükürdü ve yavaş yavaş içime girmeye başladı.

Nasıl bir şeydi bu? Hem acı hem zevk karışmıştı. Yavaş olmasını içimden istiyordum ama bir tarafım da içimi delmesini istiyordu. Gidip gelmeleri beynime binlerce farklı his olarak geliyordu. Kalçalarımın yanından tutuyor ve sikini yarısına kadar sokup çıkarıyordu. Yavaş yavaş alışmaya da başlamıştım. Arkadan görüntümü görmeyi çok isterdim.

5 dakika siktikten sonra geleceğini söyledi. Bu kadar zamandır hayal ettiğim şeyi yapacaktı. İçime boşalacaktı. O sıcak menilerini hissetmek istiyordum. 10 saniye sonra gelmeye başladı. İnanılmazdı. Titriyordum o an. İçim sıcacık olmuştu. Boşalması bitmek bilmiyordu. Son kez tamamen içime kitlendi ve son döllerini attı.

Sikini çıkardığı gibi arkamı döndüm ve onu kendi tarafıma yastığa attım. Hemen dudaklarına yapıştım. Çok tahrik olmuştum ve elim de sikindeydi. Sıvazlıyordum baştan aşağı. Kadın erkek gibi öpüşüyorduk. Artık kendi sikimin ağrısı da vurmaya başlamıştı. hiç dokunmadığımdan boşalmamıştım. O da onun farkındaydı. Aklıma o an bir fikir geldi. Hala siki taş gibiydi. Başka bir fantezimi daha yerine getirme zamanıydı. Hadi banyo yapalım dedim ve banyonun yolunu tuttuk. Her zaman gurur duyduğum kadın gibi vücudum orada da su altında harika duracaktı. Ve bu aygırın taş gibi hali orda da bu vücudun tadına bakacaktı. Kadınlardan tek eksiğim olan memelerimi orospuluğum ve götüm ile kapatıyordum. Suyun altına girdiğimizde dudaklarımız ayrılmıyordu. Dizlerimin üstüne çöktüm ve o sertliği 5 dakika ağzımla ödüllendirdim. Sanki boşalma sonrası hala dimdik durmasına teşekkürlerimi iletiyordum. Elime şampuan aldım ve doğruldum. Sikinin üstüne akıttım. Biraz da kendi götüme sürdüm.

Domaldım ve musluktan destek aldım. Sik beni dememle içime girmesi bir oldu. Bir ahhh şeklinde inleme gelirken benden ondan ise ohhh çıkıyordu. Kalçalarımın üstünde yanlardan destek almıştı. Uzun süre boşalmayacağını biliyordum. 10 dakika öyle siktikten sonra seksimize yenilik katmaya karar verdik. Onu yere uzandırdım ve yüzüm ona dönük şekilde sikine oturdum. İlk kez yaptığım için başta biraz zorlansam da bunu da başardım. İkimiz de inliyorduk. Zevkim birbirimize karışmıştı. Artık sikimde kaskatı olmuştu. 16 santim sikime bir iki kez sıvazlamamla boşalmam bir oldu. 6 7 kere patladım. Murat’ın göğsü boynu döl içinde kalmıştı ama hiç rahatsız olmadı. Anın zevkiyle yaşıyorduk. Harika götün var diye bağırıyordu. Yorulmuştum. O da onun farkındaydı. Tekrardan domaldım. Başka pozisyonlar için uygun ortamımız yoktu. Tek yapmam gereken götümü ona sunmaktı. Zaten giriş çıkışı o yapıyordu. 5 dakika daha içime girip çıktıktan sonra tekradan boşalmaya başladı. Bu zevke hiçbir zaman alışamayacağımı hep ilk sefer ki gibi kalacağını biliyordum. Götümden sikini çıkardı. Son kalan dölleri de ağzımla temizledim. Biraz daha öpüştükten sonra banyomuzu yaptık ve çıktık. Yatağa uzandık.saat 3.30 olmuştu. 12den beri seks yapıyorduk. Arkadaşlarımızla 7de buluşacaktık. Yatağa çırılçıplak kaşık pozisyonunda uzandık ve arkama sıkıca sarılı ve siki götümün arasındayken uyumuşuz.

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