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After the major workout we all just had pleasuring each other, we take a quick swim then head for the house to prepare dinner. Kitty and Chris find robes for all of us and then the men fire up the grill while Kitty and I prepare the salad and vegetables. It isn’t long before we are enjoying a delicious steak dinner with wine, laughing and talking. It seems so natural to be with these two, like we’ve known them forever.

We find out that Kitty and Chris had never been with another couple before last night, but had talked about it for some time. Chris started thinking of it that day in the woods, but never revealed the incident to Kitty until last night at dinner. Chris had talked of a threesome, and then Kitty presented the foursome idea. When I handed them the key to our room, there was never a question in their mind.

I tell of how we met and about our first date. They are amazed at the intense erotic nature of it and I had to admit I was too. Last night we had planned to spend our second date alone but then Kitty and Chris appeared. “I wanted you both the instant I laid eyes on you in the woods, and when I saw you again last night I knew that I had to have you right then,” I told them. “There was no question and certainly no regrets.”

We clean up after dinner and retire to the living room for cocktails, soft music and great conversation. Chris and Kitty have asked us to stay for the night and we’ve accepted. I just can’t think of any place I’d rather be. I cuddle up next to you with my drink and listen to the story of how Kitty and Chris met.

Chris gets up to refresh our drinks and you notice a little tension in my neck and ask me to sit on the floor in front of you so you can take care of it. I close my eyes as you expertly work my muscles to putty and moan softly at the incredible feel. Kitty walks over, disrobes and spreads her legs around my face. She leans forward pushing you back onto the couch. You two latch in a heated kiss and Kitty presses her clit into my mouth. Taking in the smell and knowing the taste, I immediately lap and suck and dip my tongue inside her. “OHHHH,” she moans into your mouth.

Chris comes back in, sets the wine down and joins the party. He comes up behind Kitty and kisses her neck, her back, then slowly makes his way down to her ass. I lick as far back as my tongue will reach, and spread her cheeks for him as he makes his way. I caress each one as he licks between them.

“OH GOD!” she moans loudly then takes your mouth to hers once again but more savagely this time.

I rub up and down her lovely crack while he continues to moisten it for me and she begins to buck at my mouth as my tongue runs the length of her tasty pussy. You take her breast and rub her already hard nipples. You break the kiss and slouch down a bit, taking her breasts into your mouth, one after the other; tweaking each nipple between your teeth as we all drive Kitty mad.

“OH FUCK, YES!” she moans passionately.

Chris licks her lovely hole with me, our tongues playing in the glistening of juice that is seeping from her. We kiss, heavy with desire, with her pussy between us. He licks back to her virgin ass hole, soaking it then dipping his tongue just inside it. I slowly slide two fingers şehitkamil escort inside her as he laps at her puckering hole. Kitty begins to buck but not knowing which she wants more, my fingers or his tongue. I take one soaked finger out and slowly let it glide into Kitty’s ass.

“Oh my god!” she exclaims, already bucking back at it and Chris gasps at her reaction. I continue to lick her sweet pussy, Chris licks around my finger, and you skillfully work her breasts. I slide my fingers in unison, slowly in and out of each hole. Her bucking and loud moans tell me she’s ready. I take my other finger out of her pussy and slide it into her ass and latch onto her clit with my mouth.

“OH GOD YES. YES!” she yells, as my finger slides easily all the way in to join the other. I use my other hand to finger her pussy as I suck her clit. I can see Chris’ amazing hard on, and wish to taste it. My fingers pleasure Kitty’s virgin hole faster and harder as she thrusts her ass back to meet them.

“OH YES!” Kitty screams. I feel her tense as her pussy starts to pulse around my fingers and her ass grips tighter around those invading it. “HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!” someone says as her body convulses in a hard orgasm. Chris licks at her hole the best he can, wanting some of her juices. I finger both holes faster as her body squeezes around me and her juices soak my face. I can feel your hard on tapping at my head, as my fingers slide deep inside Kitty, so soft and warm.

Kitty thrusts back onto my fingers, and rides my mouth and fingers furiously. “Fuck me, harder, oh yes lick me!” she screams as another orgasm crashes through her body. I slowly withdraw my fingers from her and let go of her clit to lap up the juices. Chris and I meet at her sweet hole once again for a mutual treat; our tongues play in her juices then share the taste with one another.

Kitty pants loudly, gasping for breath. “OH MY GOD! That was amazing!” You’ve pulled yourself back up; Kitty kisses you hard and smiles. Our men still have huge hard ons waiting to be loved, and we decide to take it to the floor. Chris and Kitty kiss wildly; he is so aroused by both what we did to her and her reaction to it. I guess up to this moment Kitty has always said no anal, but I think Kitty will now change her mind, as I can see her well on the way to becoming an assoholic.

I immediately take your amazing hard on into my mouth and roll my tongue around the tip to lap at the precum. “Mmmmm,” I moan, loving your taste. You grab my head and push it onto your cock as you thrust up to my mouth. I reach down and feel your balls, so full of cum and tightening already.

“OH YES! Suck it baby!” Knowing my reward will soon come to me has my pussy dripping with excitement. Kitty latches onto Chris’ cock as well, bobbing quickly onto it as he thrusts into her. Chris’ legs are spread wide and Kitty is rubbing just under his balls, down to his exposed ass hole.

“Ohhh, mmmmmm.!” Chris is moaning loudly. “Please, Kitty, put it in!” he begs her. She rubs a bit longer then shoves her finger into her mouth to wet it. She takes her mouth from his cock and licks his hole, leaving enough saliva behind. She rubs her finger in her saliva and slides it into his ass slowly.

“OH MY GOD!” he yells and his hips thrust şehzadeler escort upward. Kitty pushes her finger deep into his ass as she takes his cock to the back of her throat.

With one hand I continue to squeeze your balls and rub your waiting hole with the other hand. I let your cock fall from my mouth and slowly lick down the shaft. I suck your balls in feeling how full they are. “Mmmmm,” I moan onto them and make my way down and press my tongue into the soft flesh just underneath. Your hands return to my head and fist in my hair, knowing what is in store.

My tongue darts quickly to your hole and back up. “Ohhh!” you moan. I let my tongue dart down a couple more times, knowing the teasing is driving you crazy, but you know me well enough to know that I wouldn’t dare to disappoint you. I lick down and shove my tongue into your hole, pushing hard as you tense to the pleasure. “OH FUCK! YES!” you shout.

Kitty fingers Chris faster and sucks him harder, and he bucks to her mouth savagely, moaning and grunting continually. “OH GOD KITTY!” he moans urgently to her.

“Mmmmm,” Kitty moans onto him as she continues to bring him pleasure. She inserts another finger into his eager hole, increasing her pace; her fingers thrust in deep and her head bobs in unison. Chris spreads his legs farther apart, trying to get her fingers even deeper.

“YES! OH SHIT YES!” he bellows as he thrusts up at her mouth and now holds her head in place. Her throat muscles contract around his cock and he shoots his warm cum into her mouth. She swallows it all and then sucks harder to get more. “AAAHHHH!” he screams as he empties his balls into her.

I reach up and stroke you as my tongue fucks your hole. “Deeper baby,” you command me, as you continue to thrust up at my hand and clench your ass, trying to capture my tongue. I take two fingers and slide them into you, slowly; pushing them in as deep as they will go. You thrust up as I enter new depths; reaching those you’ve only previously dreamed of; I take your throbbing cock into my mouth and suck you to the back of my throat, tasting a little sample of what you will give me.

I thrust my fingers into you faster as I suck and stroke your hard cock. Your hips rise with heated urgency and slap at my face, holding my head in place and fucking my mouth hard. My tongue swirls around while my fingers reach deeper, as I shove them into your ass faster, pounding them into you. “OH YES! FUCK, YES!” you scream and thrust deeper into my throat; shooting your hot cum down my throat. I swallow all that you give and like Kitty suck harder, hoping for more. You thrust again and shoot another load into my mouth, saying, “Swallow it ALL!”

I feel Kitty’s hands on my back and she grabs my head pulling me off you. Her mouth finds mine quickly and as she pulls me to her she moans loudly as we share in your taste. My hand is still stroking you softly and I can feel yours clamp over it, stroking with me. Kitty sucks some of your sperm from my mouth into hers and our tongues play in the treat as we swallow what remains.

You sit up and pull me onto you backwards, burying your cock in my wet pussy; shoving it all the way in with one thrust. We both cry out in pleasure and your hands explore my breast, nipples and clit. Kitty leans selçuklu escort down to take my clit into her mouth, her ass wagging in the air for Chris. He immediately thrusts his still hard cock deep into her wetness and she moans onto my pussy. The vibrations send chills through my body. “Oh yes Kitty, please!” I plead.

You slide in and out of me frantically as you watch Kitty service me, thrusting deeper each time. Her tongue goes from my clit all the way down to my hole, dips inside then makes its way back up. I grind into her face and spread my legs wider, offering her all of me. As she reaches my clit again, I grab her head and hold it there as you fuck me harder, faster.

Chris starts pounding into Kitty and she thrusts back at him. He wets a finger and slides it into her puckering hole. “GGGGRRRRRR!” Kitty growls onto my pussy and I thrust up to her and back down on you.

“OH FUCK!” I scream, barely able to control myself. My body shakes uncontrollably, you tweak my nipples and Kitty dips her tongue inside me. You take my neck into your mouth and bite down, causing me to scream out in orgasm as my body convulses and thrashes about. I feel your cock pulsing inside me, bringing even more intensity to my orgasm. Chris lovingly explores her virgin hole with one finger as he thrusts deep inside her. “God, I love how you feel, Kitty,” he says. She bucks back at him trying to get both his finger and his cock deeper inside her.

She takes her mouth from my pussy and turns to look at him. She smiles and says, “Put it in me, baby. I want it. NOW!” Then she takes my pussy back into her mouth and sucks hard. Chris is motionless, mouth gaping, not quite believing what she wants. Kitty wiggles her ass and growls, so Chris pulls his throbbing dick from her pussy and slowly presses it into her wanting ass. “Mmmmm!” moans Kitty .

It slides easily in all the way, and then he holds still for a moment, giving her a chance to get accustomed to it. But, before he even has a chance to move, she is bucking back at him with urgency. She shoves two fingers into my dripping hole and begins to fuck me hard with them. You thrust hard up to me, turn my head and find my mouth as we latch in a heated kiss.

He thrusts into her harder each time and she accepts and encourages more. I believe that if the pleasure wasn’t so great, he would have been kneeling, mouth gaping and unable to move. He grabs her hips and pulls her onto him and she moans and growls continually into my pussy; clamping onto my clit and fucking me hard. You pinch my nipples and pull on them. “OH FUCK! YES! OH MY GOD!” I cry out as another orgasm rocks my body. My pussy squeezes around your pulsing cock and you shoot another load of precious cum deep into me. You grab my hips and hold me down as you empty yourself into me, your warm cum heating my insides even more.

Chris thrusts faster and harder into her. “Oh, yes baby girl!” he whispers to her, “I just love how you feel.” She thrusts her hips back at him and raises her ass higher; allowing him deeper access. Her ass squeezes tight and he thrusts harder into her, and she moans loudly as she laps up my juices. She breaks away and screams in sheer pleasure as orgasmic waves crash through her. He grabs onto her hips tight and pulls her back onto him reaching deep and shoots his hot cum inside her once virgin hole.

His body shakes violently as he unloads inside her, “OH GOD! BABY GIRL!” he yells out to her and thrusts again, giving her even more of his hot seed.

“YES!” she shouts and looks back at him, a smile a mile wide crossing her face, just like the cat that got the cream!

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The idea of a shower was a hit with all of us, and Kenni got our robes for us so we could go from the pool to the house. We headed straight for the shower room, and Kenni giggled as she bent to pick up her clothes and mine, still littering the floor from our “morning workout”. She hung the robes next to the door as Carlos got the water going, and we all quickly stepped inside. The water was just a bit warm, perfect!

There was plenty of room for the three of us in the custom shower, and as Kenni and I turned and looked at each other we spontaneously giggled. This was where it all started, just a few hours ago, and the amazing time since was hard to believe. Of course Carlos didn’t know, but I’m sure he’d guessed when he saw the clothes on the floor. She stepped over to me and ran a finger down my body, between my breasts. “Glad you came in for tea?” she giggled.

The thought shocked me for a moment, but I knew the answer. “Yes of course!” I replied. “Although I never imagined anything like this in my craziest dream. But I feel wonderful! Like a new chapter in my life!”

“Me too,” Kenni said softly, “I’ve been attracted to you, I must admit, but I never really thought anything would happen. I was too afraid you’d run away and hate me forever.” And as her hands went to my waist, her lips leaned to mine for a kiss.

My body responded gladly, and I realized I was now hungry for her touch. I had just been pounded hard by Carlos, and experienced the greatest raw sex ever, but by contrast she was gentle, so smooth and soft. And loving. I melted into her arms as I put mine around her, and we slowly moved against each other. Our first kiss started lightly, lips touching lips. But as the contact of our bodies grew so did our passions, and soon our tongues were playing between our lips. We teased each other, lips moving, tongues touching, and we soon moaned softly together.

We heard a low groan from Carlos, almost forgotten for a moment. “Ay Dios!” he gasped. “Do you two know how hot you look? I’m on fire just watching you!”

Surprised, we broke the kiss and turned to look at him. But we both gasped as we realized his cock was rock hard, standing straight out with his hand around the base. He smiled at us as he stroked himself, very slowly. But he said, “Please don’t stop, I love to watch you, mis queridas! You are so sexy together!”

He was right. My body was already tingling from her touch. I could feel the familiar heat in my belly, before today only caused by the touch of a man. When she turned back to me I smiled as I reached and softly touched her breast. I caught the hard red little bud in my fingertips and lightly stroked it. Aware now of Carlos, we performed a bit for him, turning so he could see. The idea of him watching us made me shudder. She shut her eyes and moaned quietly, letting the pleasure of my touch run through her.

As I bent my head down to her breast I slipped a hand between her legs, which she immediately spread wider for me. Her wet body was slippery under my hand, and as I sucked on her red bud my hand slid back and forth over her pussy. She moaned and put a hand on Carlos’ shoulder for support, and when she arched her back I sucked her deeper, my tongue swirling around her hard nipple. Her hips started to rock against my hand, and I could feel her slippery juices even with the water pouring down.

Carlos had moved closer till he was almost in back of her, and she leaned against his shoulder. And I heard a groan of pure pleasure when his lips started to move up and down the curve of her neck and shoulder. I slid two fingers into her slowly, as she thrust forward to meet my hand. Her hips rotated, letting her feel my fingers everywhere inside her and I could feel her shaking. I lifted my head from her breast and kissed her hard, and she rammed her tongue into my mouth, her moans muffled inside me.

I felt a hand on my side, and realized Carlos had an arm around each of us now. And when I lifted my lips from Kenni, he leaned forward, his arm tightening as he kissed me, our lips grinding together. Kenni’s entire body was moving now, as she fucked herself on my fingers, gasping and groaning with her eyes tightly shut. I reached my other hand to her side and found Carlos’ cock, waiting and ready, and my hand stroked him hard. The feel of that massive tool in my palm made me shudder.

Carlos was at her side, and he bent his head down, sucking in her nipple, his lips working against it and his tongue grinding hard. She was writhing against us, impaled on my fingers, her breast deep in his mouth. I knew now what she needed, and slid my fingers from her, then moved behind her. And I wrapped my arms around her, my hands holding her breasts, fingers squeezing, and I presented her to Carlos.

He took his cock in hand, rubbing it between her legs, over her belly, her mound, her clit, as she whimpered and moaned, squirming in my grip. He reached down beneath one of her thighs and lifted her leg till she could rest her foot kestel escort on the soap tray, leaving her spread wide open. And he wasted no time, pushing hard as he entered her with a snarl! The groan she gave could have been heard throughout the house, and I felt her body buck as she thrust forward, meeting him.

She leaned back against me, her neck pressed against my shoulder, and her whimpers and cries echoed in my ear as he pulled back and thrust again and again till he was buried in her. He began fucking her, so hard I had to brace myself to hold her as he rammed into her. She lifted her hands to his sides and held him, pulling him to her with every thrust. She was shaking and shuddering, so hard the leg she had on the floor hardly held her, and I was giving her the support she needed as she rolled her hips, meeting his thrusts.

She was panting, and she began gasping, “Asi, asi, damelo damelo! Dios, me encanta, me encanta con tu pinga!” over and over, getting louder as he fucked her harder and faster. I had no idea what it meant, but the passion and lust in her voice told me all I needed to know. Carlos was grunting with every stroke as he slammed into her, the enclosed space of the shower magnifying the wet slapping sounds as their bodies collided.

Even though I had seen them fucking just hours before I found myself biting my lip, the eroticism of the scene was so intense. And once again I was contributing to it, now clutching her breasts in my hands! I knew that if not for the water my pussy would be dripping on the floor.

Suddenly Carlos lunged forward, put his hands on her waist and pulled her against him. Their bodies ground together, their lips locked in a desperate kiss. Her arms went around his neck as he used his hands to ram her down onto his cock and they both grunted with every thrust. She gave a loud moan, then screamed, the noise deafening in the little room, her body jerking, spasming, out of control in his grip. But he continued to thrust, her body shaking with every impact, until he finally growled, grinding against her, and his hips bucked as he filled her with his cum.

Her foot slipped from the tray and her head fell against his chest, his arms and hers holding her up. I stepped forward and put my arms around her, pressing against her back. I moaned softly, “oh baby, baby!” overcome by the passion of the scene. And she turned her head and kissed my cheek, then turned back to Carlos as their lips locked again. He fell back against the wall of the shower, holding her against him.

When he finally opened his eyes Carlos saw me behind Kenni, and he said softly, “Come here querida, be with us,” holding out an arm as he did so. When I moved to their side he pulled me against them and leaned over, giving me a gentle kiss. “Crissy, as you know by now, Kenni and I are very passionate with each other, and we love each other very much. But I swear, you do something, being with us. I can feel it in myself, seeing you with her, and I can see it in her, with you. Dios! The two of you together set me on fire!”

Kendra turned to me and put a hand to my cheek, pulling me to her for a kiss, not lustful, but friendly and deeply passionate. Then she smiled and changed the tone and the subject. “All this activity with my two lovers has done one thing. I’m starving! Let’s go see what we can find for supper!”

We all laughed at the incongruity, but I suddenly felt hungry too, and we quickly dried off and stepped out of the shower. I was a little relieved that we put our robes back on, not quite ready for nude dining. I helped Kenni round up a meal from what she had on hand and we all sat down and ate with gusto, our appetites definitely piqued. I was suddenly very comfortable with them, feeling closeness and a true friendship. I had been welcomed into their relationship. And I couldn’t get her words, “two lovers” out of my head.

When we’d finished, I wondered if our day was over, since I had been with Crissy since morning. But it seemed they just assumed I’d stay and sit with them in the living room as Carlos got three cans of beer from the fridge. I sat next to Kenni on the couch, and Carlos sat in the easy chair near us. A full stomach and the beer did wonders, and I felt comfortable, even cozy as we watched a little TV and chatted. And I found out Kenni did too, as she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. And when I put my arm around her spontaneously she looked up to me with a smile.

I wasn’t at all sure what was going on, what I felt, but I knew I didn’t want to leave right then. Carlos went and got another round of beer, and when he came back, handing them to us, I patted the couch next to me, seeing no reason why he should be so far away. With a smile he tousled my hair a little as he sat next to me. Kenni reached across me and ran her hand gently down the side of his face in a little sign of affection. “Querida,” he whispered softly.

In a few minutes, I felt Carlos’ arm slide kırıkhan escort gently around my shoulders, and it felt so good I shifted, moving closer to him. When I moved Kendra looked up and, seeing us pressed together, she moved too, turning to me and putting her hand on one shoulder as she pressed her cheek against the other, smiling up at me. I found myself running my hand up and down her back. “Mmmmmmmm,” she sighed as she snuggled closer.

I felt wonderful, way too good to move, but I also felt something else, a little tingle of excitement at the closeness of these two lovers, now my lovers too! And when I felt Kenni’s hand move from my shoulder to my cheek it was the most natural thing in the world to bend down and give her a kiss.

When we moved I felt Carlos’ hand tighten against my shoulder, and he shifted, turning towards me. And his other hand fell lightly on my thigh, over the robe. I had no illusions, and I felt my breathing deepen as I realized the three of us were gradually becoming more intimate in our touches. But I didn’t mind, in fact I welcomed it, a shiver of excitement running through my body. All of us had already been about as intimate as it’s possible to be, and somehow, this seemed only natural.

I turned my head to Carlos, to find his eyes on me, smiling, and I leaned slowly over to him. His lips met mine halfway in a gentle kiss, and I sighed softly with pleasure at the touch. But I suddenly shuddered as I felt Kenni’s hand slide gently from my face and inside my open robe, moving until it found my breast. She barely touched, her hand gently cupping me, but I shivered violently and stretched, a charge of undeniable sexual excitement flashing through me.

And when Carlos’ hand slowly pulled back the side of my almost unbuttoned robe I spread my legs a little wider for him. But when his fingertips lightly ran up the inside of my thigh I gasped loudly, my body tensing for a moment before relaxing to the feeling. Now Kenni turned completely to me, pulling her knees onto the couch as she put both hands on my cheeks before kissing me, gently first, then harder, her tongue running over my lips.

I moaned and leaned back, pressing against Carlos’ shoulder as I let my tongue play our little game, tips dueling outside our open lips. And when I felt his hand gently close over my naked thigh I groaned as I pressed my leg against his.

There was no longer any doubt what we were doing when I felt Kenni’s fingers undoing the few buttons on my robe. I was breathing deeply, almost gasping, and I could feel the wetness in my pussy. She pulled back one side and lowered her lips to my breast, covering the nipple and sucking gently. I moved my hand from her shoulder to her head, holding her lightly against me, relishing the feeling of the warm wetness and the tongue swirling against my hardened and throbbing little nub.

My hips were rolling slowly, easily in time with Carlos’ hand running up and down my thigh, but my eyes opened and I gasped, “OH!” when I felt his fingertips lightly brush my pussy lips. And I realized his lips were practically brushing my ear when he breathed, “You are so delicious, Querida.”

That sent a charge through my entire body, and I groaned as my body lifted off the couch, arching against his hand and her mouth. I desperately needed his touch and he stroked me softly, fingers running up and down my lips, and then down between my legs. I felt his fingertip tease the hungry mouth of my cunt, but then he took his hand away and I realized he had raised it to his lips. He moaned with pleasure as he licked my hot juices from his fingers, before he whispered to Kendra, “She is so wet, and so luscious, querida.”

She didn’t say a word, but lifted her head from my breast, and I felt her lips and tongue leave a long wet trail down my body as she slid off the couch, ending up in front of me on her knees. And as she lowered her mouth to my pussy Carlos gently put a hand on her head. Her lips slid up and down my pussy, getting me glistening wet, and then she moved down, her tongue making little circles around my entrance. I was already dripping wet there and she lapped up my juices, pausing to look up and smile at Carlos. But I groaned, crushing my head back against him when she slid her tongue into me and I felt it swirl as she gathered my nectar and slurped it down.

I slapped my hand down against Carlos’s thigh, needing something to hold on to as my whole body was in motion, undulating to their touches. But he grunted, and I opened my eyes to look down and realized I had barely missed his rigid erection, which made a giant tent in his robe. And when he pulled the flap aside and led my hand to it I moaned with relief, getting a tight grip on him.

It was his turn to moan, and I started sliding my hand up and down his shaft, loving the feeling of the warm hardness against my palm. In fact we moaned together as Kenni’s tongue and lips continued to devour my pussy, her loud slurping kızılay escort telling me she couldn’t get enough. And the wet squishy sounds told me her fingers were deep in her cunt.

Carlos turned to me and his hand went behind my head, pulling my lips hard against his as he rammed his tongue deep into my mouth. I sucked on it, whimpering and crying, my need rising with every moment and every touch. My entire body was writhing on the couch so hard they both had to hold me down. Finally Carlos lifted his lips from mine and said softly, “Ride me, querida!”

Oh my God! I’ve never done anything more willingly, pulling off my robe as I stood from the couch and waiting an eternity as he slouched down, his giant cock pointing straight up, beckoning to me. When he patted his thigh, looking up at me with a smile, I straddled his legs and lowered myself to him, till I felt the tip touch my lips. He guided it into me, and I greedily pushed down, ignoring the ache from our earlier encounter by the pool. Knowing I could take him I was more relaxed now, and with my dripping cream his cock was wet and slippery to the base before I got there. I stroked up and down a few times, my cunt easily adjusting now, and soon I was able to swallow him whole.

He gasped and I moaned as he filled me, once again stretched wide, but now only feeling intense pleasure. I couldn’t stay still, and quickly moved harder and faster, my ass slapping down hard against his thighs. After a couple of minutes of absolute pleasure my legs tired and I leaned forward, gasping, putting my hands on his chest. He pulled his legs up and started rolling his hips, ramming his cock into me even harder. Kenni climbed up onto the couch on her knees and leaned over, kissing him as he fucked me hard, his full length impaling me with every thrust.

We were all moaning, gasping, and I knew I couldn’t take much of this, my pussy already fluttering, contracting around him. I began whimpering, then little cries, quickly becoming louder and higher pitched. He grabbed my hips and began ramming me down on him as he thrust harder and harder into my greedy hole. My chest was heaving, my breath coming in broken gasps and he growled, driving himself into me even harder, then holding me down, grinding his cock into me.

Oh fuck! I realized I was over the edge and grabbed one of his arms and one of Kenni’s, desperately needing something to hold on to. And I gave a coarse scream, the end of it catching in my throat as I suddenly exploded on him, my cunt contracting so hard he stopped in mid-stroke, and I slowly slid down the rest of the way. But I didn’t know it, my entire body writhing, eyes so tight I saw only fireworks as I moaned and cried my way through my orgasm. My hips ground against him, wanting the impossible, even more!

Finally I collapsed, my head falling against his chest, and I could feel tears running down my cheeks from sheer effort and ecstasy. And suddenly I was aware of something else. His rock hard cock was moving slowly inside of me, his hips rolling easily under me. I opened my eyes and saw his face, eyes shut tight from effort and strain, and I realized he was fighting hard, trying to retain control.

I moaned, my body unable to respond, and I slipped off of him, dropping to my knees. I grasped his throbbing cock and started to lick my cream from it, tasting myself like never before. But then Kenni was beside me, and she began licking too, moaning as she savored my flavor. She wrapped her fist around the base, but then offered the tip to me with a giggle. I was recovered enough to greedily slurp it in, lips sliding easily over the head with the slippery wetness. I bobbed up and down a few times, taking as much as I could of him, then, remembering my first try I pulled back and smiled at Kenni.

She wasted no time, her lips replacing mine, and I watched her technique as she sucked hard and took him deep. But I still gasped as she suddenly lunged, taking him to the back of her throat, lips grinding into his rich black pubic hair. He moaned and gasped, his hips thrusting against her lips, obviously loving being swallowed alive. And I could see her throat contract as she tried to do it literally, and he gasped even louder, his hands tightening on her head.

But when she pulled back, gasping for breath, she handed him back to me and I once again dove onto him, now relishing the feeling of my mouth being filled. But I ached to be able to swallow him as she had, and after a few strokes I lunged forward. To my amazement, I felt him slide a few inches into my throat, but in an instant the gagging feeling was horrible, and I pulled back, choking and gasping. She took over, this time teasing him with her lips and tongue on the sides of his shaft before sliding down him again.

And when I finally got my breath back I growled, “FUCK!” in frustration. And even in the middle of the ecstasy of Kenni’s mouth, Carlos said softly, “Ay querida, no!” I realized he meant I should not be upset, and his sudden smile told me I had done well. But I could only think of how happy he would be if I could only learn. Then it occurred to me, I was assuming that this could, would happen again. Did I have any reason or right to think that? I had no idea. But I realized I was hoping hard that it would!

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I hung up the phone after talking with my wife and sat for a moment. I wondered what she could be wearing. She had been getting more risqué, and I can only imagine what she might have chosen this week! I let my eyes wander down from her sexy dirty blond hair to her chest, here a dozen different covers appeared, my mind racing over all the things that I had bought her. 38c, I thought with the hottest nipples so small and puffy. Further down past her shapely hips and her chestnut brown pubic hair. She had so much see-through lingerie.

I worked at a fever pitch to get home. It seemed as though my work would never diminish. Finally I rushed to my car. I had probably missed an hour already and couldn’t imagine what might be going on. A horny half naked woman left alone with two healthy young men! My wife had been teasing our tenants for months now. At night we would fuck like crazy and afterwards we would lay talking about how much they must want her. On some nights we would talk about them actually fucking her. We’d make up scenarios for how it would happen and almost always fucked again. The late from work scenario was one of them, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was going to act on it.

As I pulled in the driveway I could see the note on the door. I rushed to the door and grabbed the note.

-Hi Marc,

Remember all our fantasies? Well tonight I’m going for it. Please don’t be mad, You are still my love and always will be, please come in and join us.

P.S. If we’re not already doing it, please don’t stop me from trying, I really want to.

-Tammy

She was doing it! My mind raced and my cock stiffened. I guess I didn’t have much of a say at this point. I had helped allow it to get this far. I had fantasized about this a lot, but now serdivan escort it was happening. About the only thing I knew for sure…I wanted to be a part of it!

I opened the door and there on the couch was my wife on all fours. From where I was I could see her mouth stretched around Wyatt’s dick. Her eyes were closed, and behind her Rob had his pelvis against her and was gyrating. Tammy was pushing back her own hips moving with him. As I walked in Tammy stopped.

“all at once.” She said breathlessly, removing her mouth from Wyatt. She carefully withdrew from Rob and looked around thinking. Then she struck an idea. She lay Wyatt down and straddled him, then with Rob still standing at the end of the loveseat she wrapped her mouth around him, and settled onto Wyatt’s cock. I could see Wyatt slide into her spreading her pussy open, and there above it was her asshole.

I was undressed in a matter of seconds, and quickly smeared my own pre-cum all over her anus. I hoped it would be enough as I began to push in. It was so tight! She grunted and gasped, but never stopped sucking on Rob. Being taller than her, I could see her slurping Rob’s cock from above. Then when I finally bottomed out I could feel my balls resting on Wyatt’s, this was a somewhat disturbing thought to me, and then I realized that through the thin wall separating her ass and pussy I could feel him grinding into her slowly. Then I realized how great it felt. Here I was in her ass, it was so tight and as though my motion wasn’t enough it felt like her inner walls were moving to massage me further! I began to slowly grind.

Wyatt was continuing his tempo, and I could hear Rob softly saying ‘Tammy yeah’ as I watched my wife tongue and suck his cock. Then the serik escort strangest sensation yet, Wyatt came. I felt my wife move forward as he buried himself to the hilt, I felt her push back, and I buried myself and rode it out as his cock tensed over and over again I could feel it through her ass. Rob began to come just as Wyatt finished and I got a perfect view of my wife swallowing most of it. I began pumping gently again and soon lost control spraying one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had deep into my wife’s behind. As I finished I felt her relax collapsing on Wyatt and I collapsed on her.

We lay for a few minutes as Rob sat on one of the chairs. I felt Wyatt slip out as he softened, my own cock growing more and more flaccid. I got up carefully pulling out of my wife’s ass. Looking down, I could see Wyatt’s dick covered in cum, and my wife both holes open slightly and dripping thin streams of white fluid onto Wyatt’s crotch. I collapsed into the other easy chair. The room was silent for a while, finally my wife pulled herself to a standing position. She stood before us, naked, sweat glistened all over her. There was a smear of cum on her cheek, and some had dripped from her chin to her breast, she wiped it smearing it into the sweat. Between her legs her pubic hair stuck up in white caked tufts and there was cum running down her inner thigh. I began to get hard again.

“Not so fast, sailor.” Tammy said. “I’m a little sore and wicked sensitive. Why don’t you guys give me a half hour or so and then meet me upstairs.” We all kind of nodded. With that Tammy turned and headed up on her own. The silence in the living room was super thick. Finally I took it upon myself to break it.

“I don’t know if this is going to be seydikemer escort a one time thing, or if she wants to keep doing this.” I began, “But whatever we sit down and decide, I hope this won’t make things fucked up, you guys have been good friends.” they both kind of quietly nodded.

Upstairs the shower hadn’t started, and didn’t. Twenty minutes went by and we started up, me in the lead to check on Tammy. She was laying on our bed lightly touching herself. She had obviously cleaned up, and I spotted a wet facecloth on the nightstand. We approached her, again I led looking for a sign from her and we got one. Moaning and gyrating Tammy rolled onto her belly and crawled to the edge of the bed wrapping her lips around my already stiff cock. She pointed to Rob and then the bed. Rob lay down and she moved over to straddle him, taking him deep into her pussy.

Then she pointed to Wyatt and a tube of KY. Wyatt obediently coated his cock with lube and got behind her. This time I had a bird’s eye view of my wife’s already tender ass being spread by Wyatt’s cock as she sucked me off. The thought occurred to me that I hadn’t cleaned up after being in her ass, but I pushed it aside and enjoyed. For the second time tonight Tammy had three men inside her at once.

Not long after we all came, we passed out on the bed. We had been kind of laying in a tangled mess with Tammy cumsoaked on top. We had all been running our hands over her naked body. During the night I woke up to Wyatt fucking her again, Rob was still asleep and when Wyatt was done, I also fucked her. My dreams were lurid and sexual and it was noon the next time I woke up. Wyatt was gone, and my wife was sucking Rob’s cock. she was on all fours and I could see the cum running out of her still stretched out pussy. I fucked her again, then got up to shower. When I got out Rob was also gone, and Tammy was asleep again. I headed downstairs for something to eat, wondering where this would lead.

-stay tuned to find out, also be sure to check other categories, because Tammy could turn up anywhere.

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I just let go. Of everything. I completely surrendered and went with it.

Opening my mouth to Frank’s kiss, my arms went around his waist, pulling him tighter to me. My hands slid down to his butt and squeezed. I felt more than heard Frank moaning into my mouth.

I couldn’t take it, I was over the top with new sensations! Breaking the kiss, I leaned back so I could look at Frank, all the while keeping our cocks pressed together. My hands came back to his hips and I slid my fingers into the waistband of his shorts. Pushing downward on his shorts, I dropped down to my knees in front of him. The spandex turned inside-out as I peeled it down off his hips. Kneeling, his cock was directly in front of my face as it sprang free of the tight material. It bounded straight up into my face, sticking straight out from his body. Frank was clean-shaven and circumcised, and the head of his cock was already dripping with pre-cum.

Mesmerized, I slid my left hand up his thigh, encircling the base of his cock with my hand. As I slid my hand up the length of his shaft toward the head, Frank tilted his head back and moaned softly. Squeezing just a little bit, I slid my hand back to the base of his cock and leaned forward. Sticking out my tongue, I licked the pre-cum from his cock, making a kissing motion with my mouth on the head of his cock.

I pulled his cock from kocasinan escort my lips so I could savor the taste of his cum; I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his cock in my hand! My right hand fell to my own crotch, and as I squeezed my cock through my shorts, I took his head into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I felt myself moan at the sensations I was feeling. I had my hand on my rock-hard erection and a cock in my mouth!

Keeping my eyes closed, I slid my hand back down his shaft, leaning forward to take even more of his cock into my mouth. Pressing downward on his cock, I slid my mouth back until his head was just pressed on my lips. I could tell I wouldn’t be able to get his entire cock into my mouth, so as I slid my mouth back down his shaft, I kept my hand wrapped around the base of his cock. Perfect! I could comfortably suck him like this, and my hand would take care of some extra stimulation for the part I couldn’t get into my mouth!

I was beginning to fall into a rhythm, moaning around Frank’s cock when I felt a hand on my head. At first, I kept my eyes closed, stroking and sucking, assuming it was Frank’s hand. As I felt the hand move, it occurred to me there was no way Frank’s hand could turn that way. Opening my eyes as I slid Frank’s cock from my mouth, I was somewhat surprised to see Cindy standing konak escort next to me, running her hand over my head and smiling as I gave her husband a blowjob.

“We should go inside where we can get more comfortable”, Cindy said.

Reluctantly removing my hand from Frank’s cock, I pulled his shorts all the way down to his ankles. Frank kicked off his shoes, and I pulled his shorts all the way off. With one more squeeze of his cock, I stood up. “Lead the way”, I said, licking my lips and smiling at Frank.

We barely made it inside and through the kitchen before Cindy turned to me and pulled her shirt over her head. Dropping it on the floor, she reached for the snap of her shorts, all the while looking me directly in the eyes. “Do you like looking at my breasts, Jeremy? I know you like Frank’s cock, can you suck my nipples like you sucked his cock?”

I took a half-step toward Cindy and reached toward her. I closed my hands around her breasts, capturing her nipple between my fingers and gently squeezed. Cindy’s eyes closed and a moan escaped her lips as her shorts slid down her legs to puddle at her feet. At the same time, I felt Frank step up behind me and place his hands on my hips, pressing his erection against my ass. I leaned forward to plant a kiss on Cindy’s lips as I felt Frank’s cock rubbing against me from behind. konyaaltı escort Cindy grabbed my head with both hands and forced her tongue into my mouth, stepping out of her shorts and pressing against my body. My hands left her beautiful little breasts as she moved forward, sliding around her sides and down her back, finally cupping her ass covered only in a tiny pair of panties.

Cindy’s ass felt great! I never noticed how firm it was; she always wore loose-fitting baggy shorts. I was in the middle of a happy sandwich; Frank’s hard cock pressing against my ass, and Cindy grinding against my pounding erection!

Cindy broke our kiss and leaned away from me, looking down at my grime-covered chest. “We should really do something about that”, she said, reaching for a dishtowel. “Looks like you’re dirty all the way down”, she said with a smile, running the towel under the faucet. “Why don’t you lose those shorts?” she asked, turning off the water.

It took me all of 2 seconds to rid myself of my shorts and underwear; as I got undressed, Frank pulled his shirt over his head, and Cindy wiggled out of her panties. Except for a little strip down the middle, Cindy was shaved clean. She stepped closer to me, damp towel in hand. Was this really happening? Was I standing naked in my neighbors’ kitchen, with them naked too? Testing my theory, I reached my right hand out and grabbed Frank’s cock, and cupped Cindy’s breast in my left hand.

Cindy smiled as she started cleaning the dirt from my chest. “Mmm, this is going to be nice, isn’t it, Frank?”

Frank’s hand wrapped around my erection, gently stroking it as he replied, “Oh, yes. Very nice.”

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Chapter 7

I thought of all Cameron had said the night before, as well as many of the things I’d heard from others and learned about tolerance for KC’s sexuality. What I relished were the comments that went way beyond platitudes like, ‘Just roll with it.’ I’d learned so much more. The lessons weren’t only about KC’s sexuality they were about her — or anybody, and how I could love them better. I thought about how none of us are perfect, yet we expect perfect performance and are so judgmental when we find otherwise. I fit that model, and I didn’t like it any longer. It wouldn’t serve me well in the future.

The alarm eventually went off. I turned it off, and Cameron opened her eyes and gave me a look of pure, unadulterated love. I returned the look, and whispered the words to her as we kissed.

We showered, shaved, dressed and all the things we needed to do to get ready to have breakfast and then go the client’s offices. As we were ready to leave the room, I pulled Cameron to my arms and kissed her.

I said to her, “You’re overdressed for today?”

“Huh?” she said, somewhat puzzled. She even looked down the front of her belted dress.

“Give me your panties,” I said with a slight smile.

Cam thought about my request, and then slowly hitched up her skirt and pulled the lingerie down her legs. She handed them to me, and I put them on top of my suitcase in plain view of the cleaning crew.

Cam said, “I’ve never done this. I hope I can pull this off without embarrassing myself. I can get very wet sometimes.”

We left the suite and started our business day — a Tuesday.

Wednesday, I also made Cameron go pantiless for the day. Around mid-day we were in a conference room working by ourselves. I called Cam over, sounding as though I wanted to show her something on my computer terminal.

As she stood beside me, I ran one hand up her leg, slowing as I got hear her shaved pussy. When I reached the Promised Land, I nudged her legs apart slightly, and then inserted two fingers inside her. I twisted and turned my hand to stimulate her. Cam soon shuddered and I knew I’d achieved my goal. I pulled away, but then lapped my fingers and hand clean in front of her as she watched with fascination.

I said in a slightly authoritative tone, “From now on when we’re in the office and it’s Wednesday, you are not to be wearing underthings. I may want to do what I just did to you at anytime. I may even want to fuck you. I love to make you cum, and I love to fuck you even more.”

Cam nodded her compliance. She asked, “And do I get to reciprocate? What if I want to blow you or fuck you?”

I smirked, “Let’s see how it all goes.”

Cam leaned down and kissed me.

I ‘did’ Cameron three more times that afternoon. By the time we left work to return to the hotel, she was a bundle of pent-up horniness that threated to explode and destroy the county with her passion. In the car, she pulled up her dress to her waist so I could see her pussy. Anyone in a higher vehicle, such as a pickup truck could also see her pussy, but Cam didn’t seem to care. She wanted my attention.

As we drove, Cam said, “I’m drippy. You made me that way. You made my vagina start to secrete my girl juices — the juices that lubricate my canal so you can slide your huge cock inside me, something I have wanted you to do to me all day long. You also made my breasts ache; they wanted you to lick and suck on them and fondle them as you plunge your big cock inside me over and over again. I am still leaking my stuff. I’m sure anyone within a few feet of me can smell it, maybe even that cute guy in the pickup truck trying to stay even with the car — why he’s looking down right at my pussy, and that’s making me even hotter and hornier. You better plan on cleaning me up and fucking me before dinner, otherwise I’m going to have to jill off all by my lonesome self. Maybe I should start right now, while that cute guy can watch me.”

I was harder than a rock, but I managed to remain an alert driver. I did note the red pickup truck pacing us.

Cameron put her left hand down into her crotch, and slowly inserted two fingers as deep into her pussy as they’d go. She pulled them out and made a production of sucking on them. She then said, “Oh, I taste soooo good. I bet you’re going to love eating my pussy because I’m so wet and so needy for your tongue … and your cock.”

She put her fingers back inside her and then brought them to my mouth as we continued along the Interstate. I sucked on them, extracting every molecule of her pussy juice that I could find. Cameron then repeated the act.

As we neared the exit for the hotel, Cam gave a little wave to the truck and pulled her skirt down. He honked wildly and then sped ahead. We pulled into that lane, and eventually took the exit. I flashed my lights at him to let him know we were well aware of what he’d seen.

Cameron said in her little girl voice, “Oh, I hope you still love me after my being naughty. I hope you plan to make love silifke escort to me real soon.”

I chuckled, “Oh, I’m going to make love to you. I even have a little surprise you will enjoy.” I gave her a lecherous smile so she’d know the surprise was something sexual.

Once in the suite, Cam stripped to only her heels in a few seconds. As she did, I got out my laptop computer and made a Bluetooth connection to the television in the room so it would be a large monitor. Cam looked a little puzzled by what I was doing.

When I was done I removed my own clothing with some difficulty. I had a hot naked woman who kept kissing me and trying to get to my cock. When I was naked, Cameron devoured my cock, taking me completely into her mouth and throat for the first time. I figured that must mean she was exceptionally horny.

“Climb up on me, Cameron. Put me inside of you.” She did just that, finally sinking her hot pussy down every millimeter of my rock hard shaft.

“Oh, God. We have got to find time to do this every day for hours.”

I reached over to my laptop and hit a button. The video from KC’s DVD started to play.

After a minute Cameron said, “Oh, my GOD. This is a sex video with KC. Holy shit, she’s blowing two guys — no wait, three. A minute later, “Oh, fuck, she being fucked while she blows one of the other guys.”

I plowed my cock into Cameron’s pussy for the entire length of the video, splitting my time between checking out the scenes on the video and watching Cam’s expressions. Cam came every time KC or one of the men in the video did. I came twice deep in Cam’s pussy.

By the time KC waved goodbye in the video with her face and upper body covered in cum, Cam was a puddle of sexually quivering female flesh. She pulled me to her yet again, and tried to reach my balls with her tongue by way of a French kiss.

Cameron said, “You know me, and I don’t swear, but that was the most fucking awesome video I’ve ever seen. I want to do what she did — three men at once. That looked … so sexual.”

I whispered, “I think I could make that happen for you, if you’re serious.”

She nodded in understanding of my statement, but looked worried about the follow-through.

Cameron and I finished our business trip splitting our time between the client and the bed in the hotel. We smoked both of them, earning plaudits from the client, and leaving the bed a disaster zone after our final lovemaking session. We even took the client to dinner as a gesture of goodwill, earning us brownie points and the high likelihood of follow-on business.

We arrived home about eleven o’clock on Thursday night. I dropped Cameron off at her new home — Peter’s condo. We shared a high arousing batch of kisses in the parking lot and then she batted her eyes at me, told me she loved me, and headed in to see her fiancé.

I had a beautiful reception from KC as I came in the door. After being showered with kisses from another person that loved me, she had me tell her the details of my trip and she didn’t mean the client work either. We ended up in bed and it cost me five orgasms for KC and three for me before she felt satisfied enough to sleep. She especially wanted me to know that she loved me more than anyone in the world, and that nothing was going to change that.

* * * * *

Don and Edie did their cookout on Sunday afternoon despite a light rain that kept turning on and off all afternoon. I helped Don cook outside, and everyone else gathered and ate inside or under their covered porch off the back of their house.

Edie, of course, cornered me and did everything short of actual rape to try to get my attention. I promised her some focused attention ‘in the near future,’ hoping I could duck doing anything that evening. She made me link pinkies with her, cross my heart, and hope to die, kind of promise to honor my statement. I knew she was thinking of the upcoming party at Jon and Amber Brower’s home, this time to celebrate Jon’s fiftieth birthday. The last bash at their house had resulted in KC giving some dude a blowjob as Edie serviced me ten feet away.

I wondered if at this gathering I would see some dude fuck KC. I got the feeling from her that she was super horny, and that she needed to blow off some sexual steam. Doing something with someone else seemed to be her way of doing that. I could scratch her itch just so much, but there was always a little bit left to do.

The cookout was a success despite the weather. Edie already seemed to know about my evenings with Cameron during my trip to Houston. I could think she had my house bugged, but I knew that KC told her everything without any filters.

I happened to talk to Amber Brower during the evening, and sought permission to invite Peter and Cameron to their party. Since I knew it would have over a hundred attending, I figured two more wouldn’t be noticed, and that turned out to be the case. She said, “Oh, the more the merrier. Just make sure they know that we simav escort make merry in a big way as the evening goes on. And, by the way, I sure hope you find time to make merry with me.” Amber batted her eyes at me, and left no doubt about what she wanted.

I grinned at Amber, and then couldn’t resist reaching out and running my fingers around the curves of her breasts, and across the excited nipples that were unmistakable. She just closed her eyes and encouraged my intimate gesture. When I stopped, she pulled my face to hers and kissed me.

She said rather bluntly, “Someday soon, I hope you fuck my lights out. I’ve heard rumors that you are a very satisfying man to know in an intimate way.”

I smiled and kissed her on the nose. “Someday.”

Monday I stopped by Cameron’s office. “Hey, I got you and Peter an invitation to a hot party on Saturday evening near where I live — Mark and Amber Brower’s home.”

Her eyebrows went up, “Mark Brower, as in the owner of WWLX-TV and the football team?”

I nodded, “One and the same. Nice guy, and rich as all hell. His house is what God would have built if he’d had the money.”

“We’ll be there. I have to see how the other half lives.”

“I need to warn you and remind you of something.”

“Oh?”

“The party will become sexually permissive as the evening goes on. Some might say wild and orgy like in places. There’ll be some people that don’t participate or who leave early, but I’m guessing that won’t be you and Peter. I am reminding you that you’d like a threesome or foursome, and there is a high likelihood that you can scratch that itch at this party. I’ll help you make it happen.”

Cameron studied me for a minute and then said in a serious voice, “You’re going to watch KC fuck somebody at the party, aren’t you? This is probably the time for the big decision, right?”

“Maybe. That’ll be up to her, but … I’ve got to bite this bullet someday. I can’t keep leading her on with the threat that her behavior will result in me dumping her. Either she never does it, which has some bad points as you pointed out, but the immediate issue goes away; or she does it, and I decide one way or the other. The latter is the case. The party is the likely place.

“I think she’s reaching a point where she might not care what I decide — kind of like resolved to her fate, whatever it might turn out to be. I want her back I think, fully involved and not giving up regardless of what I think. You were very instrumental in helping me get to this point in many ways. Chris helped me too, along with some of my neighbors and other friends.”

Cameron shook her head and urged, “Don’t ditch her, Matt. She’s too good to lose.”

I nodded, “I know.” I shook my head. The pain of what I’d seen and what I had to decide continued.

KC and I were having a highly romantic and passionate time together as the days passed and the party got nearer. We both knew that some kind of a junction point was rapidly approaching. Oddly, we didn’t talk about it. I didn’t know what to say, and I suppose she felt that way too. Instead, we upped the frequency we made love, maybe in case this was our last week together.

Wednesday, at work, I called Cameron into my office about ten-thirty in the morning. She arrived and I indicated that she should come around my desk to look at my desktop computer screen. The screen was blank, and she looked at me with surprise and curiosity.

I ran my hand up her leg starting at her knee. The closer I got to her pussy, the larger her eyes got. I could hear her breathing quicken until I thought she’d hyperventilate. I reached her hairless pussy, and like the good girl that she was, Cameron was not wearing panties. She moved one foot to the side in a gesture that spread her legs a little for me.

I pushed two fingers up inside her and pumped them rapidly in and out of her pussy. I focused on Cam’s G-spot. In only thirty seconds, the room started to fill with the sounds of her squishy pussy being finger fucked. Cam’s sex aroma permeated the air.

Cam gasped in a near whisper, “Oh, fuck, I’m … going to … cummmmmmmmmm.”

As her orgasm hit, she reached down and grabbed the edge of the desk with one hand and my shoulder with the other. Her grip was nearly painful it was so intense. As the climax passed, I extracted my fingers and lapped away her emissions. “You taste yummy,” I told her in a matter of fact tone.

“God, you remembered. That was so intense, only now I’m wet with my cum and smell like a whore house on a busy night.” She was trying to be mad at me, but failed miserably.

“You can leave it as far as I’m concerned. I’ll probably do that again a little later, maybe several times. I might even shut the door and make love to you.” I pulled her to me and kissed her, whispering that I loved her as well.

Cam rolled her eyes, and headed off to the ladies room.

KC got a sexual charge when I told about fingering Cameron twice during the day. She söke escort felt sure that Cam was home jumping Peter’s bones about then, since she’d been really worked up.

KC had been worked up all week since I’d gotten back from Houston. I’d come home from work, and we’d spend an hour in the bedroom trying to set some kind of record. We’d go out and have a fast dinner, and then come home to spend another couple of hours in bed fucking before falling asleep.

I asked KC if she were jealous of Cameron, and she insisted that she wasn’t. The whole scene just turned her on. She admitted that anything even remotely sexual or risqué had been turning her on for the past several weeks — or years. I felt the same way. She loved the fact that I’d made Cam not wear panties at work, and that I had actually taken advantage of that point.

Friday at the office, Cameron came into my office and told me that she and Peter would definitely be at the Brower’s party. Among other things, Peter wanted to meet me and take some of mystique out of the ‘other man’ who was in a sexual and love relationship with his fiancée. She assured me that he was only curious and not out for any vengeance or anything negative.

I teased, “Does that mean that you want to have wild and crazy sex with strangers?”

Cam smiled, “Maybe, but certainly you, if you’re available. Maybe this time we’ll just watch the rest of the party, if that’s allowed. I told Peter about what we’re apt to ‘see,’ but I don’t think he’s taken in that I might like to ‘do.’ I plan to make any decision on the spur of the moment, and believe me I am reciting that statement I told you over and over — ‘the greatest sin is the unlived life.’ I’m leaning towards ‘doing’ a lot.” She gave me a lascivious grin. “I told Peter he could fuck other people too; he got all excited about that.”

“Don’t get in too much trouble with Peter. Make sure he’s onboard with anything before you do it. For instance, he might rethink having a little slut for a wife after she’s fucked me and three other guys she’d never met before at a party.”

Cameron laughed, “Don’t worry, I’m not leaving him behind in anything I do. I want a good experience, IF I do anything, and just so you know Peter and I talked about the long term, and how I’d like an open marriage. We’ve spent hours talking about it, and he agrees it would be an asset. This party may just be the first of many forays we make into a sexual lifestyle.”

I ran a hand up Cameron’s leg as I watched her face. She was smiling at me. As I slowly coasted up her thigh, I reached her pussy — her bare and unclad smooth pussy. Somehow, two fingers kept going another few inches inside of my pretty friend. Cam moaned and took hold of my shoulder for stability as I started to finger her.

Cam whispered, “Oh, you’d better plan on fucking me tomorrow night. I need your cock back in that pussy so much.”

I smiled at her. “I think I might like to eat you all up first,” I promised. Cam liked that and came.

As I smoothed her mons with my thumb, I said, “I never heard what Peter thought of your smooth and hairless pussy.”

Cameron developed a devilish smile, “I told him how it came about, and that you were claiming me and rebranding me. Peter liked that. He fucked the daylights out of me after that, and then I suggested that he eat me. He actually went down on me as I was leaking his cum, that thing you do that always amazes me. He did it. I hope you realize that you’re much more sexually creative than he is. He’s following your lead and ideas.”

Cameron then got serious. “Matt, KC is going to fuck somebody at tomorrow’s party, and you should watch. You should see how beautiful she is when she does it. It’ll amaze you, and make you love her that much more. There’s something else I need to say to you that I want you to think about. It came to me on the way in to work this morning.”

“What?” I asked realizing her serious tone.

“It’s about unconditional love — that’s what this is all about. Think about it. Peter gives it to me. Don gives it to Edie. Doug gives it to Marcie. Tyler gives it to Kelsey. And the list keeps getting longer by all the people you know, love, and respect. You have been giving KC conditional love. You’ve fundamentally told her if she does something you don’t like, like fucks some other guy, you think you’ll leave her. Well, that’s rotten, unkind, and disgustingly self-serving in my opinion. Lose your fucking ego! You should love her unconditionally, so it doesn’t matter what she does, or how many times, or how, or anything. Just love her. Don’t be an asshole about this.” Cameron nearly burst into tears. She pleaded, “Please don’t. Just love her.”

Cameron then surprised me. She planted a kiss on me that blew my socks off, and then stomped out of my office. I heard the door to her office slam. I sat for a long time thinking about that short interchange.

I told KC about Cameron’s plans for the party that night over dinner at our local pizza place. I didn’t mention the last part of Cam’s visit to my office. KC noted my enthusiasm and support for Cam to do something sexual. Of course, she teased me about having so many women to fuck at the party that I couldn’t possibly have that many erections — no male had ever performed like I would need to perform.

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Lana slid off the plastic cushion that was slathered with Nuru gel. Mark and Tina still laid there catching their breath after achieving orgasmic climaxes together.

“I need to get cleaned up,” Lana told the two friends with whom she just enjoyed a round of Nuru massage that quickly became a hot threesome of wild sex. “I’m going to meet Mike and Nann to brainstorm some kind of event for Nude Day,” she explained.

Lana was a vivacious unicorn in the sex lives of two couples, Mark and Tina, Mike and Nannette. She stepped into the shower to rinse the slippery gel off her olive skinned body and from her jet black hair. Lana’s perky b-cup breasts were highlighted large, dark, protruding nipples which appeared disproportionate to her slim athletic figure.

Having thrown on a light sundress, Lana went back to bid her friends good-bye for now. “I’ll call you guys later and let you know what Mike and Nann are cooking up for this year’s party,” Lana said to them on the way out.

Tina blew Lana a kiss. “Suggest something fun like a giant Nuru massage orgy,” she said as Lana approached the door to leave. Mark had his arms around Tina cupping her huge d-cup tits. Mark and Tina were sight as a couple. Mark, pale from his Scandinavian heritage, and Tina, a dark ebony beauty. They were both tall, complimenting each other magnificently.

“I wouldn’t mind getting in a situation where I could get it on with Nann,” Mark said to his girlfriend. Mark and Tina were in an open relationship. Friends and fuck buddies who lived together. Neither of them had a jealous bone in their bodies nor felt possessive of each other in any way.

“I would like to get a hold of her too,” Tina joked. “She’s got a nice rounded mature body and I bet she tastes good, like a fine aged wine.”

“I noticed the way you were looking at Mike last year,” Mark started kidding Tina as he pinched her nipples. “He has a fat cock and I know you like that,” he teased.

“I love being stretched,” Tina laughed. “I wonder why Lana never suggested the five of us get together,” she pondered.

“Probably because she always likes to be the center of attention and doesn’t want to share the spotlight,” Mark surmised.

“You think you could pop again?” Tina asked seductively. “All this talk about Nann and Mike is getting me aroused again,” she said to her lover.

Tina spun around and went down on Mark’s cock, sucking him back to hardness. She straddled her friend pushing down to send his cock deep into her pussy.

“Oh fuck that feels good,” Mark sighed. “Even if I can’t muster a third one, I love the way you ride me,” he said as Tina rocked back and forth, her huge tits swaying in Mark’s face.

“Oh baby,” Tina cried out as she reached another orgasm.

Tina and Mark fucked for another twenty minutes until they were both exhausted.

***********

“You know my friends Mark and Tina,” Lana said while undressing with Mike and Nannette. “They are really into this Nuru massage thing,” she explained helping Nann out of her bra. “They suggested you host a giant Nuru orgy for Nude Day this year.”

“I don’t really know what Nuru is,” Mike confessed.

“It’s when you get all oiled up with his gel stuff and slip and slide on each other,” Lana explained. “And eventually, cocks slip into pussies and the fucking thing happens,” she laughed.

“Besides getting some cock, what’s in it for the girls?” Nann asked.

“Tina has these huge tits,” Lana described her friend, “so when we slide on each other it sends waves of pleasure through my nipples. Our bodies get hot rubbing our pussies together,” she went on telling Nann the pleasures of girl on girl Nuru.

“Well, it certainly sounds more erotic than a group striptease,” Nann responded.

“Nuru massage is hot, sexy foreplay,” Lana concluded. “Do you have some coconut oil? I’ll give you a hint of how it works.”

Nann went naked to her kitchen and pulled a jar of coconut oil out of the pantry, heated a bowl of water in the microwave and put the jar in the hot water to warm the oil. When she returned to the bedroom she found Mike feasting on the younger woman’s pussy. Nann placed the bowl with the coconut oil on the nightstand. With her husband Mike between Lana’s legs she positioned herself on Lana’s face to receive some tongue action from the twenty-four year old vixen.

After a few minutes of oral pleasuring Lana spoke up. “OK now. I want both of you to lie side by side,” she directed the older, middle-aged couple. Mike and Nann did as instructed. The coconut oil was warmed and fluid when Lana started applying it to Nann’s torso. Lana then slathered some oil on Mike making sure to apply a generous amount on his erect cock.

“I’m going to slide up and down on the two of you,” Lana told them. “You don’t have to do anything but feel kozan escort the wonderful sensations.” Lana started on Nann.

“Oh,” Nann let out a moan. “Your nipples feel so nice on my tits,” she said.

Lana switched over to Mike who enjoyed the sensation of the length of Lana’s lithe body sliding along his erection. Mike was clearly enjoying this new phenomenon of body stroking his cock. The threesome moved around taking turns sliding and sometimes grinding on each other, building up a heightened level of sexual energy between them.

“Climb on me and fuck me,” Mike commanded his wife. “Sit on my face,” he ordered Lana. Mike was one to take charge in bed. He knew his wife would cum multiple times riding his cock. He enjoyed the feeling of her hot cum pouring out of her like a dam broke each time she reached an orgasm.

“My turn,” Lana said seeing Nann nearly collapse from her third orgasm. Nann dismounted her husband and Lana got on in a reverse position, her butt staring into Mike’s face.

“Oil up my butt hole,” Lana suggested. Nann handed Mike the jar of coconut oil. He worked a generous amount of oil into Lana’s anal opening, stretching her sphincter with his fingers, getting her rady for his thick cock. Lana loved the feeling of her rectum filled with Mike’s fat cock. Mike’s wife, Nann, would have nothing to do with it since the time he tried to shove his cock in her and she screamed in pain.

“Show me that sexy ass of yours,” Mike demanded gesturing her to dismount him and get ready for a round of anal fucking. Lana positioned herself on all fours waiting to feel her butt hole stretched and her bowels filled.

“I love your tight ass,” Mike said while he pummeled her hard.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Lana screamed as she reached an anal orgasm.

“Fuck yea,” Mike let out as he pumped a load of cum into Lana’s bowels.

Mike, Nann and Lana showered together cleaning off each other’s bodies with soft sponges and body wash. Without getting dressed the three of them, the women with a glass of wine and Mike with a beer, went outside to the gazebo to plot their Nude Day party.

“I saw a ten by twenty pop-up tent for sale we could put there with the furniture,” Mike suggested.

“We will have to measure how many blow-up plastic mattresses we will need to fill the gazebo,” Lana said working on a laptop finding inflatable mattresses on sale. The gazebo measured ten by twelve foot. “Well if my math is correct we can fit four queen sized mattresses in here.”

“That should be good for sixteen, maybe twenty folks at once if nobody is shy about bodies intermingling,” she added.

“We have had exhibitionist shows in the past, watching couples and threesomes do their thing,” Mike noted. “But we never have had a large group engage in an activity all at once. This is going to be interesting.”

“I wonder how many might break away from their usual partners and try and engage with others,” Nann mused. “This will certainly be a different dynamic.”

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“I got the email from Mike and Nann today about the Nude Day party,” Mark mentioned to Tina as they sat down to dinner. “They asked if we could supply the Nuru gel which I immediately responded we would. There should be about twenty two guests if everyone responds.”

“Also, they want to know if we can demonstrate along with Lana to show everyone how to get started,” Mark went on.

“What if we say we will demonstrate with Lana and them?” Tina responded hoping for the opportunity they both wanted with Mike and Lana.

“Yes, that might be a good way to break the ice with them and perhaps entice them into a group thing with us,” Mark concluded.

“It will be fun sliding on Nann,” Tina remarked. “We both have big tits that should feel good against each other,” The ebony bombshell concluded.

“I’ll bet you also want that thick cock of Mike’s inside you as well,” Mark laughed.

“And I bet you want to poke that nice round butt of Nann’s,” Tina shot back.

“I wonder if Nann is into anal,” Mark mused. “We’ll have to ask Lana when she comes over tomorrow.”

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Mike and Nann have a five acre property west of the Tucson Mountains which is fairly secluded and a perfect location for such an erotic party. The only obstacle that could occur is the chance of a monsoon storm which would drive the party indoors and effectively prohibit the planned group Nuru massage from taking place.

Luckily the weather forecast for National Nude Day called for a hot, sunny dry day in the nineties with low humidity. Mike made sure there was plenty of water to go along with the beer and wine so everyone could remain hydrated. The temperatures drop into the eighties as evening approaches and the sun goes down.

As the guests arrived, shedding their clothes in the house and making their way out to the gazebo, there was tension in the air. This was a departure from the normal Nude Day party at Mike and Nann’s, which an exercise kumluca escort in Exhibitionist / Voyeuristic playfulness was. The idea of a group Nuru massage session had the guests both excited and apprehensive about where things could go.

“I mean, with all those bodies squirming around together, what if things got out of control and bodies went randomly on other bodies?,” one of the guests, middle-aged woman with a full figure, said to her husband.

“You mean, what if people start randomly fucking each other?” her husband said with a smile earning him a cold stare from his wife.

For Mark and Tina, though, that was the plan. They wanted to build something with Mike and Nann. Hopefully something that would last beyond Nude Day. After all, both couples shared Lana, their unicorn.

Tina wasted no time flirting with Nann. She had asked Lana to try and occupy the men while she worked on Nann.

“See that,” Tina said pressing her tits against Nann’s. “We match up perfectly.”

Tina felt confident when Nann laughed. She was pleased Nann didn’t shy away from that physical contact.

“I’m jealous of your butt,” Tina said putting her hand on Nann’s ass. “I wish mine were so perfectly round and sexy like yours,” she said to her host.

“I think you have a nice butt,” Nann replied. “Mine’s a little too big for my liking.”

“My man, Mark, also thinks you have a perfect ass and wonders how fuckable it is,” Tina said wondering if that was going too far.

Nann laughed. “I tried that once and it really hurt. So I don’t think my ass is fuckable,” she said.

“Did your husband try to shove that monster fat cock of his in all at once?” Nann nodded yes. “Well that’s why. My man Mark isn’t so thick and he knows how to do it so you enjoy it,” Tina told Nann. “Maybe sometime we can have him show how pleasurable it is,” Tina hinted.

“Maybe,” Nann responded. Tina took that as a sign they might be going somewhere with this.

Lana did her job keeping the boys pre-occupied while Tina tested out how things would go with Nann. The girls found their partners standing around the middle of the tent with their cocks in Lana’s mouth.

“My two favorite cocks in the world and finally I can have them both at once,” Lana said while stroking Mike and Mark simultaneously.

“That’s pretty impressive,” said a tall woman standing close by them. “She had both of them in her mouth at the same time,” the woman said to Tina and Nann.

“Tina, this is Susan and her husband Don,” Nann introduced the other couple. “This is Mark, Tina’s partner,” finishing the introductions.

“This is Susan and Don’s first time to our Nude Day party,” Nann explained.

“We are enjoying what we are seeing so far,” Susan said. “And we are looking forward to the Nuru massage. It sounds intriguing.”

“That was Tina and Mark’s idea. They do it all the time,” Lana chimed in. “Hope I can get to do it with you Susan. We are both tall. A perfect fit,” she proposed to the first time guests.

“Looking to add another couple to your repertoire?” Mike asked Lana jokingly.

“Could be,” Lana responded with a devilish grin.

“Lana is our unicorn,” Nann explained. “She is for Mark and Tina as well.”

“Are all of you in the lifestyle?” Don asked.

“You mean swingers?” Mark responded.

“Yes. We were hoping to find other couples to play with,” Don said to them. “We haven’t had the opportunity to meet couples since we moved here from California six months ago. Luckily we heard about this and got an invitation.”

“Let’s see how we all interact during the Nuru massage. Maybe something will come of it,” Nann suggested. “We should get the main activity started. Mike, can you get everyone’s attention?”

There were a total of seventeen people there at the party which made it comfortable for everyone to participate at once on the four mattresses pushed together into one giant one. Mike gathered everyone around the gazebo and introduced Mark and Tina who would explain the concept of Nuru massage.

“We find this to be an erotic form of foreplay,” Tina started out. “The sensual sensations of naked bodies sliding on each other really elevates the physical senses. Let me demonstrate. Why don’t we have our hosts, Mike and Lana, come here and lie down.”

Tina gestured for Lana to help her. The bowls of Nuru gel had been warming in the hot desert sun all day. “First take generous amounts of gel and dribble it on your partner’s body,” Tina explained. “Rub it all over them. Then rub some on yourself.”

Tina laid on top of Nann and gave her a kiss which Nann engaged in happily. Tina slid down the length of Nann’s body and licked the outside of her labia. Tina slowly and sensually slid up and down on Nann eliciting soft moans from her partner.

Lana began making sure Mike was hard by sucking on his cock for a minute. Then she poured a generous amount of gel on Mike’s erection and some between the out lips of her labia. lara escort Lana positioned herself with her pussy rubbing against Mike’s shaft as she slowly slide along him. Mike responded by rubbing his hands along Lana’s slippery large protruding nipples.

“You all get the idea here,” Mark said to the group. “Enjoy yourselves, enjoy each other.” Mark tapped Lana to help him distribute bowls of gel to the other couples. Tina replaced Lana on top of Mike. When everyone looked like they were settling in to the practice, Mark went to Nann and Lana went to Susan and Don.

Mark rubbed his cock between Nann’s large breasts, then down the length of her body to rub along the outside of her pussy. He spent a little time at each part of Nann’s slippery voluptuous body. Nann was very aroused, her pussy was dripping wet. Mark rolled her over so she was now on top of him.

Nann slid up and down Mark’s torso eventually settling down to rubbing her pussy along his shaft. Without warning Nann reached down and guided Mark’s cock into her pussy. She let out a load moan when she pushed herself all the way down, her pussy pressing against Mark’s balls. Mark smiled and looked over at Tina. She smiled back and pushed her pussy down on Mike’s rod.

“Oh my god,” Tina cried out from the sensation of Mike’s thick cock stretching her and filling her vagina.

It didn’t take long for the gazebo to be filled with the sounds and smells of sex. Around the mattresses there were women munching women stroking their partner’s cocks, loud wild moans of orgasms as the men fucked their partners. Lana and Susan took turns fucking Don. The desired orgy was realized. It went on for a good hour and a half before everyone succumbed to exhaustion.

“There are two showers inside and one outdoor one by the patio,” Mike informed the group when some of them recovered enough and started moving about. After a while the most of the guests got dressed and started to leave. Everyone thanked Mike and Nann for the most erotic and exhilarating party ever. The whole Nuru massage thing was a tremendous success.

When everyone was leaving, Mike asked Tina and Mark and Susan and Don if they would like to stay a bit longer. When all the other guests were gone the three couples and Lana sat in the living room of the house drinking beer and wine, snacking on a few sandwiches Nann had made up earlier.

“So, what does everyone think about this evening’s experience?” Nann threw out the question.

“We went to a lot of swing parties in California but none were as sensual and erotic as this,” Don was the first to respond.

“We can thank Mark and Tina for the wonderful idea,” Mike informed everyone. “And thank you Tina for a terrific fuck. I just love your boobs bouncing in my face,” he added. Everyone laughed.

“It was some really great sex tonight,” Mark said.

“Well, are we all rested enough for some more?” Nann suggested. “We have a California King sized bed that should fit the seven of us cozily,” she added.

As they made their way to the master bedroom, Susan asked Mike if she could pair up with him to start. She wanted to try his thick cock.

“Tina tells me you are an expert at anal,” Nann said to Mark. Lana overheard Nann and chimed in, “He’s really great. I’ll help you out getting started,” Lana offered.

Don seemed particularly pleased that he paired up with Tina. He confessed he had never been with a black woman before and she was absolutely the most gorgeous black woman he has met. Don didn’t hesitate to go down on her.

“My god, you are so juicy,” Don exclaimed with a grin.

Lana started rimming Nann while Nann was enjoying a taste of Mark’s cock. Nann reacted to Lana tongue fucking her butt hole with vocal moans, saliva dripping down her chin when she released from Mark’s stiff cock.

“Are you ready?” Mark asked Nann. “Lana, can you get the lube?” he asked his unicorn friend. Lana knew exactly where Mike kept it when he would fuck her ass. Lana returned with the lube and poured a generous amount on Nann’s anal opening. She used her fingers to work it inside. Nann was on hands and knees, Lana generously rubbed lube on Mark’s cock.

“Do you feel a little pressure?” Mark asked Nann, the head of his cock pressed firmly on her sphincter. Nann grunted she could. “Now, it’s up to you. Relax and push pack slowly,” Mark instructed. Nann felt her anal muscles stretch as she pushed back swallowing the head of Mark’s cock.

“You’re almost there Nann,” Lana assured her older friend. Mark pushed slowly in until his cock was buried in Nann’s rectum and his balls rested on Nann’s butt cheeks. He paused, glancing over at his Tina who was bent over the side of the bed, her head resting on Mike’s chest while Don was pounding her from behind. Susan was screaming as she rode Mike’s monster cock adding to the thrill of this moment.

“It’s feeling good now,” Nann told Mark, so he pulled back and thrust in easy letting Nann get accustomed to the feel of a hard cock in her rectum. “Oh fuck. Fuck me harder,” Nann cried out so Mark picked up the pace and started thrusting as ferociously as possible. An anal orgasm hit Nann like an exploding rocket, her body flailed, clenching Mark’s cock so tight he had to forcible push in to keep from being pushed out.

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(You should read Patty’s Costume first to set the stage properly for this one.)

I watched in amazement as he got up and walked out. He gave me on last look that thrilled and scared me, and he grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room. I looked at Bob with half a grin. “I told you he wasn’t like the others.”

His only reply was “Well fuuuuuuuck me!”

Bobby was more surprised than I was because while I hoped he would leave, I had those hopes on some other people, and they didn’t. It didn’t matter if it was a guy I brought home or a girl Bobby did, when faced with the same decision, he always sucked Bobby off or she ate my cunt. The downside is we were looking for a partner in our fun, not some wimpy person who ended up like a sex slave.

Hell yes I wanted them to enjoy themselves, and enjoy us to, I wasn’t after a doormat. Bobby did enjoy turning someone into a doormat, but even he got bored with a guy or girl who had no imagination or drive. I am so glad he turned out to have balls! The real question was how to proceed from here. This is uncharted territory because no one walked out before.

“So what’s going to happen at the office?”

“Well he won’t say anything, I’m sure of that!”

“What about everyone else? You certainly earned your slut merit fucking badge today.”

I smiled and twirled my finger around my well screwed pussy. “Not to worry, all the guys are married. I will blame the alcohol and apologize profusely. I doubt any of them will say a word. And hell I wouldn’t mind seeing a couple of them with your dick stuffed up their ass.” I patted my Bobby’s pole, and then pull him over to me. As the cock I love sank into my pussy once more, I smiled even wider. “And those two bitches would be good playmates too for that matter.”

As Bobby did his best to fuck me unconscious, my thought kept returning to him. I’ve wanted him for so long, even before that slut got her claws in. I figured she couldn’t keep him! He’s sexy, gives great tongue, and a good fuck. How in the hell was I going to engage him for round 2, and I certainly want a round 2!

The next day he looked me right in the eyes when he said “Good morning!” just like nothing had happened. He shivered when I touched his arm, so I knew he was feeling something.

I did have to do a little damage control with the other guys I fucked. I played up the alcohol and married angle. One guy might be trouble, or at least want more. Yes, he would look good begging for Bobby’s pole. The two ladies aren’t going to be a problem. They took me out to lunch and relieved some of my itchiness. They are also married, but they’ve been playing with each other for years. I don’t think I’ll introduce them to Bobby. I mean a girl can always use a few talented girlfriends, right? When one kisses you while the other sandwiches up behind you, oh yea very fucking talented. I was half naked before the kiss ended.

The tarsus escort only shadow on the day was him! I passed him a few times, and he had no trouble meeting my eyes, and each time he did, my clit jumped. Fuck me, I had the hots bad, I wanted him something awful.

After a fun filled weekend, where one of our semi-regular’s spent the night, I decided to confront him head on.

“Come join me for lunch?”

“Patty, I don’t . . .”

“If you’re about to turn me down, don’t! It’s just lunch.”

“But . . .”

“No buts, grab your jacket. I won’t take no for an answer. I need to make sure we’re still friends.”

“Patty . . .”

“I still hear a refusal. Come on, I’m buying.”

Ok, step one, he’s coming. I know it’s manipulative, but I do really want to stay friends with him. He doesn’t know how horny I get just looking into his blue eyes.

We talked inconsequentials until we finished lunch. Then veered nicely into the area I knew we would get to.

“So how are the kids?”

Ok time to lay all the cards out on the table. “What kids?”

He looked really puzzled. “Your kids, you know the three pictures on your desk?” His voice harsh, so that’s the part that was really bothering him?

“I have no children, can’t have them because of medical trouble years ago. The pictures are my sister’s kids. She lets me take out my frustrated maternal instincts out on them.”

He mulled that one over. “But everyone says you are happily married with three kids.”

“I am happily married, but no kids. I never corrected anyone because it cuts down on guys hitting on me.”

He sat stunned again. I got up then slide in the booth next to him. “This way we could talk quietly.” The nearness of him almost made me lose control. He was such a man, and there are damn few men around. My pussy was leaking, and a knowing smirk from the waitress really made my nipples stand up. He cleared his throat nervously. I bet if I grabbed his crotch, his cock would be hard.

“Look baby, you know some of the story. At least let me fill you in on all the details before you hate me.”

“Patty, I could never hate you.”

“Well you haven’t heard everything yet, and if we are going to be friends you deserve it all.

“I am a slut.” I saw him start to shake his head. “No, I really am, and I love it. The first time hot cum hit my skin, I was hooked. The first time a girl went down on me while I was sucking a cock drove me insane. I love it all, straight, les, anal, oral, groups, cum baths, swapping, BDSM, I love anything and everything that gets me and my partners off and the harder the orgasm the better.”

He was squirming in his seat now.

“Now Bobby is the same way, we were meant for each other and got married knowing this. He fucked my maid of honor right next door to me blowing his best man. When I kissed him, at the tatvan escort alter, he could taste that cum on my lips, and his face smelt of pussy. I damn near came in front of the priest.

“We love sex and cover for each other in all our fun. We play the devoted couple in public. But private we are uninhibited, as you might have noticed. Now can hate me, or us, but everything we do is above board with each other. We keep no secrets and we prefer to play together, but are perfectly capable of playing apart.”

“But that wasn’t what you said the other day.”

“Baby, the other day was kind of a test.”

He raised an eyebrow. I grabbed his hand and pulled it into my lap and held it there with no complaint from him. I am shocked the heat from my pussy didn’t burn his hand.

“I’m serious, a test. I was honest when I said I’ve wanted you for ages. But I always kept my playing out of the office. I know I got carried away, but so many of my fantasies came true that day. Then as I was leaving I saw your car and couldn’t help myself. You took so long coming out, I was about to rub my pussy on the bumper of your truck, I was so horny.”

I pressed his hand down and almost came from the touch of the back of his hand.

“When I took you into the house, I really wanted to feel both of you inside me, but Bobby fell into our wimp test and I couldn’t stop him.”

“Wimp test?”

“Baby if you had sucked his cock, we would have had some great sex, but that would have been the end. We’ve found that any guy who sucks, and even a girl who eats me for that reason doesn’t have much initiative and we get bored with them. I don’t want some wimpy sex slave, I want a lover!”

I parted my thighs and pressed his hand to my cunt. I was too fucking horny to care.

His eyes got real wide as I rubbed his hand against me. But he didn’t pull away. I put my head on his shoulder and let him take me higher again. I shuddered through a small orgasm and opened my eyes to a smiling waitress.

“You two better find yourself a room. I could watch you both all day, but some of the customers might bitch.”

I laughed, “Sorry about getting carried away, doll.”

“Hey think nothing of it, I was getting off watching ya, and if he was mine, I’da done him too.” She winked and walked off.

I looked up at him. “So are you mine; even a little bit?”

“Patty, this is so crazy?”

“Fuck yea, its nuts, and I love it.” I relaxed my grip on his hand and when he pulled away, I followed it back to his lap, where I found one last argument.

Squeezing his nice hard cock, I heard him groan and I grinned. He was mine, whether he knew it or not.

I masturbated him until I knew he was close. “I’m going to go to the ladies, when I get back, have that nice thick cock out for me.”

I left and did nothing more than strip off my panties. When I got tavşanlı escort back, the waitress was chatting him up. I stood behind her ad asked over her shoulder, “Did you?”

He shook his head and looked at her. I tossed my panties on the table and said, “Then I guess we better leave, because I am getting fucked soon or I’ll go nuts!”

The waitress smiled a sexy grin and said, “Park out back, no one ever goes back there this time of day.”

My baby was a turned on as I was. He paid for lunch, and left her a big tip, just not as big as the one I was going to get. I pulled in behind the restaurant and straddled him fast. It was a fast and furious fuck, neither of us holding anything back. I came, and came, and came, and finally he came he filled to the brim with his cum. I rolled off him, snagged a fingerful of pearly fluid and suck it off my finger to the silent applause of the waitress who was watching us through the back door. Her eyes open big and wide as my baby pulled me back down and he proceeded to lick and suck me clean again. I couldn’t stop cumming against his face and when I returned to earth, we were parked outside work and he was back together, he was also lightly touching my pussy.

“I figured that would bring you around.” He said smiling that sexy smile.

“You keep that up and I’ll hide under your desk and blow you in your next meeting.” He pulled me closer and took my breath away with one powerful kiss. I was dripping the rest of the day!

At the end of the day, he was waiting by my car. My legs shook as I walked up to him.

“I spent the whole afternoon debating. Where does Bob fit into us?”

“Baby, he is my husband and as soon as I get home I’ll be telling him all about lunch. I hope he’s horny, because I’ve been wet all afternoon and if we weren’t in the middle of this parking lot I would be pull on your cock hoping you would fuck me some more.”

He grinned and frowned. “This is going to take some getting used to.”

“Now baby, you never have to do anything you don’t want to. I do plan on having both of you at the same time, but I want you free to do what you want. No pressure, no sneak attacks. You aren’t going to wake up after a night of good loving tied up with Bobby’s cock up your ass, unless you want it. We have enough holes for him. In fact you know Eric?”

“Matthews?” I nodded. “He’s a slimy shit.”

“Yea, but he’s going to get the same test you did and I bet he will flunk.”

My baby laughed.

“And just for you I’ll get pictures of his sucking on Bobby and taking it in the ass.”

“Why the pics?”

“Sometimes we need to keep some pricks in line. After we get bored with them, sometimes they develop a partial spine and want more. We discourage them with the pics.”

“Do you have pics of me?”

“Nope, you are a nice guy, and I knew you wouldn’t fuck me over this either way.”

“How many guys have passed your test?”

“Only one, baby!” I left him standing there lost in thought, and headed home for a good fucking. Today went even better, because Bobby brought home Tammy, one of our favorite fuck toys. The only thing this girl likes better than cocksucking, is pussy eating!

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“So, my agent said it was for some sort of commercials for the Halloween season.”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s for commercial use to be released a few weeks before Halloween, yes.”

I needed the work. The plays on Broadway were shutting down almost as fast as they opened. It was just bad luck, a bunch of new plays that weren’t piquing the audience’s interest and some tired old revivals. There was more creative work being done off Broadway and in some clubs. I liked doing those, but they didn’t pay too well. I was barely getting by.

“I’ve looked at a bunch of résumés that were sent to me by the New York agents, and yours was one of the standouts. Good enough for us to pay your way down here.”

“Yes, I was surprised to get a call from here. New York isn’t exactly—”

“New York has a freer environment overall. It’s where our best talent comes from.”

I didn’t want to argue myself out of a possible gig, so I didn’t pursue that point. The pay would be good. Real, real good for the number of hours it should entail. And commercials. They were great exposure for guys trying to break into movies. Which was what I was trying to do. Me and thousands of other young, good-looking guys, I’d found. But I had talent. I’d been in two Broadway plays, one with a small speaking part. If either one had lasted more than two weeks, I would have been sitting pretty. And I was doing OK in Off Broadway and in the private clubs. Of course, the sooner I could get out of the private clubs, the better.

We were sitting in the out-door section of a café above the Virginia Beach boardwalk, and I was dividing my time between listening to the Holland guy and watching a volleyball game going on between muscle studs in their tiny Speedos below us. These obviously were guys more there to be seen than to play volleyball.

Andrew Holland was quite a looker too. He was the film producer who had paid my way down here. I was looking past him at the table down at the volleyball players and there wasn’t much difference between him and them other than age—and I wasn’t at all sure I didn’t give him the edge on desirability.

He was the mature Paul Newman type—with watery blue eyes, good facials, and silver gray hair, which, on him, as was the case occasionally, made him look younger than a guy should be with a full head of gray hair. He had a nice smile, and I liked that he was keeping this interview balanced—selling me on his project as much as testing me for suitability for the gig. He had a smooth and easy delivery. A perfect salesman type, but one of million-dollar projects, not used Edsels. He also, from what I could see, was as cut—especially for his age—as any of the young guys at the volleyball net. He was wearing a silver-gray-colored sports coat, but under that was a form-fitting black polo shirt. It all went perfectly well with the watery blue eyes, open smile, and perfectly cut gray hair.

The only incongruity I noticed, and I had no idea how to even ask about it, was that he was wearing close-fitting black-leather gloves. It didn’t seem to limit the dexterity of his hands, though. There had been no hesitation or awkwardness in picking up his beer glass. He seemed completely at home in the gloves. But I kept looking at those gloves as he talked.

I had no idea how I had gotten there. I was bound, naked, in a spread X, on my back, on a bondage table, my mouth gagged with a ball gag. A man in a devil’s mask çerkez escort and black cape, but otherwise naked except for black-leather gloves and a studded chest harness, was standing next to the table, hovering over me, slowly stroking my cock. His build was mature and I could see the gray hair above the devil’s mask, but his body was trim and well-muscled. He was hard, and what he was swinging was nothing to laugh at. I was already hard too and was raising my pelvis to the jacking, curling my trapped fingers and toes, and pulling hard at the bonds. Wanting to be free, but not for escape anymore. No, I wanted to do more in the sexual encounter. His stroking, going off beat now and then to make me shudder, was driving me crazy. Relentlessly stroking me, sending me high above the clouds. I came, but he didn’t stop stroking. He slowed down from the crescendo he’d reached, but he didn’t stop. It was painful at first, and I begged in muffled sounds through the gag for relief, but he didn’t stop, bringing me hard again and then to another ejaculation. Pulling on my cock with that gloved hand. No sense of the passage of time, knowing only that he had been at it for a long time. Starting for a third time . . .

He was mounting the bondage table, straddling my chest. He freed me of the ball gag, cupped my head in his hands, and presented his hard cock for sucking. The pubic hair nesting his cock was black with streaks of gray. Curly; smelt of musk. My chance to participate more in the sexual encounter.

“. . . specialty films, really.”

My attention came back to the present. Holland was leaning over the table, deeper into a sales pitch. It wasn’t a pitch he needed to give me. He had me at the fee quote—and the anticipation that it would be shown on TV. Commercials. Advertising I didn’t have to pay for, one way or the other. And in New York, payment in the entertainment world didn’t always come in the form of cash. If he wanted me to get up from this table and go with him to nail down the audition, I was prepared to go. I can’t say I didn’t want to go.

In the New York world, he’d said.

“Why Virginia Beach, down in Virginia?” I asked, not even aware of why I asked, but needing to get back into the conversation, needing not to reveal that I had been off into a disturbing fantasy. I was trying to keep my eyes off the tight-fitting black gloves. I thought that it would make him mad for me to draw attention them. But he was expressive when he talked. They were waving in front of my face. There was no way I could avoid looking at them.

“The Navy mostly—and production costs. Lots of naval presence here, and it’s actually cheaper to bring whoever we need down from New York or out from Los Angeles than to pay the New York or California production prices.”

Los Angeles. I ached to be in Los Angeles. In movies.

“The Navy? You do training films?”

“Yes, we do a lot of training films. Navy guys are naturals for that. That’s sort of what this film is about too. Demonstrating how the technique we’re showing is done.”

My attention was arrested by the volleyball game down on the beach. It had been disbanded. There were still two studly looking guys down there, though. One was backed up against a light pole at the edge of the sand, his arms drawn above his head and his fists clutching the stem of the pole above him. The other guy was leaning close in to him with ceyhan escort a hand on his waist, speaking low and seemingly intensely to the other guy. I was projecting the kiss—and was both titillated and surprised at the image occurring right out here on the open public beach. But they just stood there for a while and then both turned and walked off. They walked close together, though, the one guy’s arm around the waist of the other guy, holding him in close to the hip and giving the impression of having full control. Climbing the steps, walking to the entrance to the ocean-side lobby of the hotel next to where we were sitting. The two guys turned their eyes to each other. The face I could see was of the guy being led. There were mixed signals there, I thought. He turned back toward the ocean front at the door, almost as if he was going to pull back, walk away. There were two hands on his waist now, though, turning him back to the Hotel entrance, gently pushing him inside.

I was bound wrists and ankles, standing facing and bound to a Saint Andrew’s cross inside a room painted all in black. I was looking at a full-length mirror mounted on the wall across the room, so I could watch it all. I could see a mound of black material through the bottom of the legs of the cross that my legs were spread and bound to. The material spilled out around the edges of the cross limbs. It was moving, undulating, in a rhythm that I could feel all the way through my naked body. My cock had been pulled between my legs and was being sucked by an expert mouth—a mouth and throat that could take me deep and hold me inside, throbbing. Keep me gasping for breath. A hand laced my balls between its leather-covered fingers, pulling them out from my body and squeezing and rolling them. I got the full effect of my facial expressions through the V of the top of the cross—my mouth open and slack, my eyes slitted in combined pain and ecstasy. Breathing heavy, panting. I could clearly hear my own moans. My cock was free except that the hand worrying my balls had moved a gloved finger to encase the root of the staff. My entrance was being rimmed and flicked with a tongue. The tongue was pressing inside. The finger encircling the base of my cock tightened its squeeze. My balls were being rolled and pulled.

I could hear a voice murmuring weakly, “Fuck me. Please fuck me now.” I only belatedly realized that it was my own voice.

And the answering laugh. I could not get the raspy answering laugh out of my mind.

When I had come, the figure rose behind me, and the mask of a devil face, topped with silver-gray hair, appeared over my shoulder. A black-gloved hand cupped my chin and pulled my head back, as I felt another gloved hand cupping my buttocks and then helping to guide the cap of a hard cock at the rim of my hole. A long cock slid and slid and slid up into me. I felt the sliver studs of the chest harness rubbing on my back. I cried out my welcome—”Yes, yes, YES!”—and began moving my hips against the building plowing of the cock inside me, pulling at my bindings, wanting some form of control and way to signal that I didn’t need to be held captive to want this. A freeing that no form of begging was granting me.

“Excuse me. Exactly what sort of commercials are these?” I asked as I once more became aware of the film producer sitting across from me, leaning into me, smiling his mature Paul Newman smile, and, now, ceylan escort with a gloved hand on my thigh under the table, squeezing my thigh gently—in a rhythm that was reminiscent of the rhythm of the stroking in my St. Andrew’s cross fantasy.

“Not commercials, exactly. Commercial films. Ones that make very good money and that could give you exposure for larger roles in larger films.”

“I’m not sure I—”

I was getting the drift of this. Exposure. Exposure indeed. But I couldn’t form words to respond before he broke in, pressing the sell. I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. The feel of that gloved hand on my thigh was robbing my brain of thought.

“It was Jake Plaugher who put us on to your agent. Jake Plaugher is a friend of ours. He’s made some films with his. I believe he is a special friend of yours too. Is that not so?”

Jake Plaugher. I tensed. He was saying that he knew what I let Jake Plaugher do to me. It wasn’t just that this man wanted me to go with him to audition on my back for a film gig.

His voice was low, almost singsong in texture, drawing me in. “In and out, in and out—the slide of the cock—coupled with the helpless pull at the bindings. That’s such a visual image, isn’t it? Just like these gloves are. You haven’t asked about the gloves. I wear them to provide a visual image of what might be, what is to come, what can be yours if you give yourself to me. And I’m a visual man.” Holland’s mature Paul Newman smile was mesmerizing, but something in the smile was changing. “And the image of giving over all control to another . . . to a real expert in the sensual . . . a man who can give you what you need . . .”

He didn’t finish that sentence. I had interjected a strangled moan, surfaced not only from the images he had spun but also from the black-gloved hand he had moved to my basket. I only then was aware that I had slid down on my chair, my tailbone at the front edge, to permit the hand, which had been slowly working its way up my thigh, to reach my crotch. I had raised one of my feet to his chair, resting it beside his rump, and he was gripping my ankle in his other gloved hand, holding it there, tightly, in thrall, for a brief moment. No matter how brief the moment, though, I felt the sense of the imprisonment, of the control he was asserting.

“Come,” Holland said, rising, and putting out his gloved hand. “The studio isn’t far from here. We can have you back on a plane to New York this evening. We’ve arranged for Jake Plaugher to meet you at JFK upon your return and to put you up for the night. I understand Jake has unusual ways to put you up. We can be just as inventive as Jake is, though—in fact, you might decide you are too exhausted to accept Jake’s offer. But it will be an exhaustion that leaves you humming. And, who knows, maybe you won’t want to return to New York at all.”

Hearing his raspy laugh—a shudderingly familiar laugh—at his own joke, I looked up into his face. Was this the face of the man I had sat down at the table with?

“Come be a part of our Halloween special. Come. I can fulfill your darkest fantasies—and immortalize them on film. You do have dark fantasies, don’t you?”

He knew. I could almost believe now that he had invoked them.

Seeing him now, the expression on his face, the change that had come into it, I wondered. The man in my fantasies. Was he wearing a mask at all in those fantasies—or was this the face of that man?

Trembling, I rose, and put my hand—and the next several hours of my time and freedom; only that, if I was lucky—in his black-leather gloved hand as he turned me with the other hand on my waist and guided me out of the café and into the backseat of a chauffeured black limousine.

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Chapter Twenty – Keeping It Real

What would they talk about? Aidan was dragging his feet a little as he walked from the car to the door. He knocked and waited patiently. In the silence of the evening, he could almost hear his heart beating fast. Nervously, he wiped his palms and smoothed down his suit in the process. He had a mind to turn on his heels and run away, no matter how childish that would look.

Heathcliff opened the door, terminating his internal debate. Aidan had troubles looking up.

“Come in,” Heathcliff said gently and made room for him to walk inside.

He still didn’t look at his host as he passed by him. Heathcliff didn’t make a move to grab him and kiss him the soonest the door was closed like on previous occasions. Instead, he was silent.

They were both silent, and Aidan could feel the quiet resting heavy on his shoulders. He needed to break it.

“I brought the, um, list. Feel free to look over it. This one comes straight from our research lab, as per protocol requirements. I think you will find there everything you need, but, of course, if you have any questions, or you need any assistance, I am available.”

He walked to the nearby table and placed his briefcase on it, to take out the paper and put it carefully on the shiny surface. Heathcliff was still not saying anything, and it was unnerving to be the only one babbling.

“I will look over it. But we have more pressing matters to discuss, about you and me,” Heathcliff eventually said.

Aidan didn’t reply. Instead, he fiddled with the list of ingredients, trying to make it sit flat, and smoothing down a turned corner. What would Heathcliff say next? That he considered their deal a mistake? Would he tease him again and have fun at his expense? Heathcliff wasn’t this cruel, at least not on purpose. Although he had known him for only a few weeks, Aidan was not so biased to hold anything against him that wasn’t true.

“First of all, I apologize.”

Aidan’s ears twitched. Had he heard right? “What for?” he managed to say with some difficulty.

“For teasing you. I see how that isn’t fair. Will you please forgive me?”

Heathcliff’s voice was even, slightly calculated, but seemed profoundly sincere.

“There’s nothing to apologize for. I … well, I believe I exaggerated.”

“All right. I have a mind to tell you that maybe your reaction was warranted given the situation, but I won’t pretend that I know that better than you.”

Aidan turned to look at Heathcliff. “Where is Heathcliff Stone? Are you perhaps a doppelganger?”

Heathcliff began laughing. “Now who’s teasing who?”

Aidan smiled. He felt awkward enough without Heathcliff getting all serious. In a way, Heathcliff had never dealt with someone like Aidan, inexperienced, never having been in a relationship, and all that jazz. But the thought that he could be the one to make the famous influencer all serious and maybe a bit nervous seemed ludicrous. It was up to him to diffuse the situation.

“I’m sorry I walked out. Just that … Can I just ask for one thing?”

“Sure,” Heathcliff replied.

There was plenty of distance between them, but Aidan could sense Heathcliff’s presence, filling the room, like it was all around. It didn’t feel overpowering, but reassuring and comfortable in a way.

“Let’s just keep it real. We have a deal, right? I mean, we’re both getting what we want without any of these … complications. I know you’re a natural teaser, and it’s not fair of me to tell you this, but could you please stop teasing me?”

“Done,” was the curt reply.

“Um, okay,” Aidan said.

Why did he feel disappointed? Wasn’t it what he wanted, for Heathcliff to stop telling him he liked him without meaning it? Maybe he wanted Heathcliff to tell him he liked him while meaning it. But that was not possible. So he needed to settle for this.

“But I want something in return,” Heathcliff said.

“Of course.”

“I want you to tell me what you would like to get from this deal of ours. So far, it has been only about me and what I wanted. I want to hear you speak up.”

Aidan blushed. “Um, I’m not sure -“

“Are you comfortable sleeping here most nights? Do you want your weekends to be free of me? Are there things we did that you’re not comfortable with? Should I stop calling you bunny boy?”

“No!” Aidan almost slapped one hand over his mouth. “I mean, I have nothing against you calling me whatever you want.”

“Even if it’s Sparky?” Heathcliff wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

Aidan rolled his eyes. “Maybe we could do without Sparky. The other things, I guess they’re fine, too.”

“You guess?” Heathcliff looked him right in the eyes. “You should be sure.”

Heathcliff was only fair, but it was hard for Aidan to go ahead and admit what he wanted. For as long as Heathcliff had been the one to push the boundaries between them, he had been so busy trying to build fortifications made of sand that he had forgotten what his heart truly cumra escort wanted.

His heart just had to suck it up, but that didn’t make Aidan feel like less of a fraud. He was like a burglar sneaking inside a house, riding the fridge, stealing the valuables, and ready to bolt at the first sign of a key twisting in the door. An honest person would have admitted to his feelings. Aidan was afraid to do that. As much as nice a person Heathcliff seemed to be, being told by some inexperienced guy that he was his crush could not make him too happy. Or worse, it could make him feel entitled to Aidan’s feelings without returning anything more than a bit of teasing.

He looked ahead with confidence he didn’t actually have. “I am sure. I enjoy spending time with you, Stone. There are worse ways to spend my time, I guess.”

Now he behaved like an entitled brat. Were he Heathcliff, he would send himself packing that very moment. Yet, nothing of the kind happened. He risked one straight look at his host, and his heart beat faster.

It wasn’t only that Heathcliff was handsome. That was a given, and Aidan knew that. What he didn’t realize was that Heathcliff could smile like that. It wasn’t a smirk or a satisfied grin. It was … He had no idea how to describe it. It made him feel like he was the only one for Heathcliff, that very moment. There wasn’t one ounce of teasing in that smile. Only fondness, with a dash of melancholy. It suited him, and it was not the first time that Aidan thought Heathcliff deserved his very romantic monicker, given by his mom.

It was intense, too, even in its endearing undertones, and Aidan had to keep himself from walking over to him and wrap his arms around him.

Damn. The thing he feared most had happened anyway. He was falling, and maybe he hadn’t yet hit rock bottom, but if things went like that, that would happen sooner rather than later.

But maybe it wasn’t so bad, Aidan thought, as they continued to look at each other, without feeling for a moment that the silence between them was awkward or anything like that. He deserved a first love, after all, and, while maybe it wouldn’t be heroic like in some tragic love story, it would definitely be hopeless.

“Would you like something to eat?” Heathcliff was the first to speak.

What could he complain about? They would just keep it real. And the fact that Aidan was secretly crushing on his bed partner of convenience would be well kept under wraps. In the meantime, he could just as well enjoy himself.

“What’s cooking?” he said playfully.

“Come with me, and you will see.” Heathcliff offered his hand, and Aidan hurried to take it. “Then we’ll sleep. I believe I tortured you enough.”

Aidan wanted to protest, but he felt a bit drained. Maybe playing around with your crush was meant to be exhausting.

***

Heathcliff had a mind to congratulate himself for keeping from shouting from the top of his lungs how cute Aidan was and tell him again how much he liked him. But the series of trials was just starting. Even if Michael had told him he could have fun with his bunny boy in the bedroom, he believed it a sign of good faith only to keep his hands and other wandering parts of his anatomy away from Aidan’s delicious rump. At least, for the time being. Bunny boy had to come and tell him directly what he wanted. If that meant waiting for who knew how long, he felt brave enough to do so without complaining.

“Heath,” Aidan called hesitantly, “are we just going to sleep?”

“Yes,” he replied promptly.

“All right. Just checking.”

Aidan could not hide the disappointment in his voice at all, and that was more than satisfying. Bunny boy needed to show that he wanted to be with him, too. That meant he needed to voice his desires, loud and clear.

With that decision in mind, Heathcliff leaned over and kissed Aidan quickly on the cheek. “Good night, Aidan,” he said softly.

“Good night,” Aidan replied and sighed right away.

Heathcliff pretended not to notice. Aidan had the ball in his court. Now he needed to learn how to play without a coach since that was his decision.

He was almost asleep when a timid hand came to rest on top of his. Good thing Aidan could not see him smiling. Maybe that was the rule to apply with shy pets. A good owner knew to let them get accustomed to the environment and their master in due course.

It would be painful to sleep in the same bed with that handsome young man. But Heathcliff had always been ambitious. If that were what had to be done, he would embrace it without protests or delays.

***

Heathcliff woke up without the clock as he never had problems with oversleeping. He would follow the routine of preparing breakfast after his focusing exercises for the day and then wake up Aidan, too.

That sounded like a plan, but Aidan was wrapped entirely around him, one arm and one leg thrown over him, in a very possessive gesture. He wanted to laugh so hard, but he would dalaman escort wake up the sleeping beauty in his bed if he were to do that.

Aidan’s head rested on his shoulder, and Heathcliff turned very slowly, trying to get a good look at him. What could he have seen in guys like the Matts and Hans of the world? Aidan was really beautiful, and somehow Heathcliff was thankful that others hadn’t noticed the same thing. Of course, advertising experts would have said that Aidan’s face was a bit too soft to be manly, that his eyes weren’t piercing or magnetic, and the average boy next door look never really sold anything.

But Heathcliff found that look perfect. Aidan would grow into a manlier version of himself, as his body was strong and his muscles were harmonious. For now, he was a cute bunny, and Heathcliff wanted nothing more than to watch him grow. He had a feeling he would love all the different versions of his sweet bunny boy.

Now, though, there was the pressing matter of leaving the bed without waking Aidan up. He first took one hand gently and pushed it away, placing it carefully by Aidan’s side. The leg was more difficult, and, when he touched it, Aidan just wrapped it tightly around his, and threw his arm over his chest again.

Heathcliff chuckled, but the laughter died the moment Aidan pushed his knee higher and began rubbing it against his crotch.

Well, that wasn’t planned. Heathcliff needed to be proactive. Aidan murmured something in his sleep and moved his hand, too, finding quick purchase in Heathcliff’s naked pec. Maybe sleeping in just a pair of shorts hadn’t been that great an idea. Aidan began squeezing Heathcliff’s chest and sighed happily.

Had it been anyone else, Heathcliff would have suspected some foul play. But this was Aidan, even more innocent in his sleep than when awake, seeing how much he wanted to project the image of a perfect yuppie that wasn’t fazed by anything.

He was a simple man, after all. Between the knee pushing against his crotch and the hand giving his pec a sensuous slow massage, his cock was getting hard. So he tried to move on one side, taking Aidan’s hand from his pec with as much gentleness as he could manage.

The moment he turned toward his bed partner, Aidan’s head rested against his chest. Heathcliff caressed the soft chestnut hair slowly, and Aidan made a small sound of contentment.

He was about to call for bunny boy and wake him up when he felt bold lips latching against one of his nipples. Heathcliff sighed. And he had wanted so much to behave.

***

Pleasant dreams were not that common, and he could not remember dreaming too often. This one was particularly nice, no, actually, pretty awesome, as he had Heathcliff entirely at his disposal, and the man was encouraging him to do as he pleased.

Aidan didn’t know he had a particular obsession with male nipples, but he wanted to taste Heathcliff so much. Seeing how the dream version of the fitness guru was not the usual domineering character from real life, Aidan thought it better to indulge as much as he could.

“Aidan, wake up,” a stern voice called for him.

After several seconds of utter confusion, he eventually opened his eyes. He blinked and gasped, seeing Heathcliff hovering over him, with a serious expression etched on his face.

“Oh, is it late?” Aidan shook his head, trying to get rid of that naughty dream from earlier.

Heathcliff had one leg between his and was pressing against his semi. Aidan had to rethink that. It wasn’t a semi, it was a full-blown erection, and Heathcliff rubbing it like that only made the situation more difficult for him.

“Were you dreaming something?” Heathcliff eyed him suspiciously.

“Earth to Stone, am I late for work?” Aidan protested, then blushed and quickly looked away.

The only way to deal with that man was to pretend he wasn’t disturbed by anything, including a muscular thigh torturing his aching cock.

“No, that you’re not.” From Heathcliff’s voice, Aidan could tell he was amused. “But I must ask: have you been weaned recently or you were just dreaming of sucking my tits?”

Aidan was sure his face was going through various shades of purple that very instant. “Are you pulling my leg, Stone?”

“C’mon, bunny boy, it’s a simple question. What were you dreaming about?”

“I wasn’t dreaming of anything! I mean, how many people recall what they dream? Not too many.”

“Well, let me fill in the gaps,” Heathcliff said and moved his thigh against Aidan’s cock again, making him grunt. “I was trying to wake up, see about my business, and a certain cute pet was all over me.”

Aidan was now pretty horrified with his lack of self-control. Heathcliff could lie, but while that was possible, it wasn’t also probable. He had thought his dream was a bit too vivid. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Don’t ‘sorry’ me, bunny boy,” Heathcliff said slowly, his voice snakelike and hypnotizing. “I wanted so much to be good, datça escort and let you sleep while I went to make breakfast, and there you were, a knee in my balls, one hand over one tit, and your mouth on the other, sucking on it like you were expecting it to give milk.”

“Oh, fuck,” Aidan closed his eyes. “Could you just go about your business and let me here to drown in my own shame?”

“No can do, cutie.” Heathcliff laughed. “You teased the hell out of me, and now you’re going to assume responsibility.”

Aidan opened one eye. “What do you have in mind?”

“I have something for you to suck that will not let your efforts go to waste.”

Aidan gulped. “Do you want me to suck your cock?”

“Of course I do. Let me rephrase that. You’re not leaving the bed until you do.”

“Okay,” Aidan replied with more enthusiasm than he wanted to show.

Heathcliff was quick to move and straddle his chest. His cock pulled free from his shorts, he used it now to tap a playful rhythm against his lips. Aidan put his tongue out and began licking the head to the best of his abilities.

He liked Heathcliff’s taste, and he had just teased the guy before when talking about acquired tastes and whatnot. Now he could use this opportunity to taste to his heart’s content.

Heathcliff adjusted his position so that he could pump his cock inside Aidan’s mouth in a slow rhythm. Aidan enjoyed this a lot, especially since he could sneak his hands under Heathcliff’s shorts and play with his muscular ass.

Fleetingly, he wondered what Heathcliff would do if he found Aidan one morning trying to hump him dry. Would he offer his ass then? People could dream, Aidan concluded and put his energy and enthusiasm into sucking the delicious cock in his mouth like it was the tastiest lollipop he’d ever tried.

Heathcliff was moving his hips slowly, and Aidan could tell that he was trying to avoid pushing too much. Aidan felt a bit disappointed in himself for not being able to swallow the hard cock deeper. So he used his tongue to lick everywhere and hopefully enhance the sensations for the other.

At the same time, he could feel his cock aching from too much mental stimulation. Nothing and no one was touching it right now, and he could not reach it anyway. For now, he needed to focus on the other’s pleasure, as hard as that was.

He squeezed Heathcliff’s ass cheeks, imposing the rhythm he felt comfortable with. It looked like Heathcliff wasn’t bothered with being handled. Maybe Heathcliff was using him to get off, but Aidan knew that it was a fantasy come true to suck off the man that he had been crushing on for a while now. Preferably, he would do it in all possible positions, and this one was great since he could play with Heathcliff’s ass.

Could he dare? He didn’t have enough leverage from his position to be too daring, so he settled for moving his hands lower and touch Heathcliff’s taint with his fingertips. A small grunt from above told him he was doing the right thing.

Heathcliff was as sensitive there as he was, and that thought was making him happy. At some point, he would ask Heathcliff to let him touch more. For now, he hoped he would get off Heathcliff, and maybe he would get a handjob in return.

“You’re so good, Aidan,” Heathcliff praised him.

Aidan moved his hands, still partially busy with teasing the taint, but one eventually reached Heathcliff’s balls and wrapped around their base, pulling backward. Heathcliff’s breathing grew quicker, and his hips moved a bit erratically. Aidan released the tight balls in his hand to let them slap a little against his chin.

Without deepthroating all the way, he was getting better at this, he thought and shuddered as Heathcliff began to spurt inside his mouth thick ropes of tasty cum. He swallowed as he could, and let the excess flow down his chin and on his chest.

Heathcliff finally pulled away and took a look at him. Aidan was breathing hard, and he was sure he looked like a mess, but at this point, he couldn’t be made to care.

“Wow, bunny boy, just wow,” Heathcliff said with a broad grin. “I was right to tell you were a fast learner. Look at you, taking my cock like a champ. We’ll work on that swallowing technique, but you look pretty damned good like this, so I can’t complain. Do you mind if I hit the shower first really quick?”

Aidan nodded, and then he frowned. What the hell? Was he getting nothing? He looked down at his own cock, no way near getting soft, and tenting his shorts.

“What’s the matter, bunny boy?” Heathcliff asked, in his signature teasing voice. “Do you want to say something?”

Aidan threw him a murderous look and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yeah, I mean, like what the hell?”

“What do you mean?” Heathcliff raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were laughing even more than his mouth.

“I’m hard!” Aidan pointed out and grabbed his cock.

“And? You have to say it loud and clear, bunny boy.”

Aidan felt his courage fading. He blushed furiously, looked away, and eventually said, “Suck me off, too.”

“Louder, I don’t think I heard you,” Heathcliff said with a small laugh.

Aidan revolted. “Stone, I’m going to stuff your mouth with my cock until you choke.”

“Hmm, that sounds like a promise.”

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Karin “Allein zu Hause”

Mein Name ist Karin und ich war zum Zeitpunkt der Erlebnisse seit 2 Wochen 18 Jahr alt Ich fühlte mich seitdem schon sehr erwachsen, aber es hat mir auch noch sehr gefallen als braves kleines Mädchen jeden Wunsch von Lippen abgelesen zu bekommen.

Ich ging ins Gymnasium und sollte in einem Jahr mein Abitur machen. Zu meinen Eltern hatte ich ein sehr gutes Verhältnis. Vor allem mit meiner Mutter konnte ich mich über alles unterhalten und mein Vater konnte mir keinen Wunsch verwehren, wenn ich ihn angebettelt habe.

Ich hatte eine Menge Freundinnen nur mit Jungs hatte es bis dahin nicht so richtig geklappt.

Ich hatte zwar schon 2 Freunde mit denen ich auch geschlafen hatte, aber irgendwie war das nicht so wie ich es mir gewünscht und immer wieder erträumt hatte.

Meine Freundinnen haben immer von ihren Erlebnissen geschwärmt wie geil und toll alles war wie schön es war einen Orgasmus zu bekommen, und das sie nicht genug Sex bekommen konnten. Ich hab dann immer gedacht, warum hast du noch nie einen Orgasmus bekommen, aber das konnte ich meinen Freundinnen natürlich nicht erzählen. Ich wollte ja auch cool wie alle sein.

Dabei sehe ich eigentlich ganz gut aus. Bin 1,69 groß und habe lange blonde Haare und blaue Augen, bin sehr schlank und habe trotzdem schöne große Brüste, habe lange Beine und einen knackigen Po. Ich trug jedoch meistens Klamotten, die meine Oberweite und meine Figur versteckten. Anstatt stolz zu sein, war mein Busen mir peinlich. Seit ich 16 war habe ich mich regelmäßig rasiert. Dabei ist es oft vorgekommen das ich davon so geil geworden bin das ich es mir selbst gemacht habe. Diese Erlebnisse waren für mich schöner als der Sex mit meinen Freunden. Ich genoss es mit meinen Fingern in meine Scheide einzudringen, die weiche zarte Haut zu spüren, meine Finger an meiner Klit zureiben was mich schnell unheimlich geil und feucht werden lies. Es machte mich wahnsinnig dann meine nassen Finger langsam aus meiner Scheide zu ziehen und sie ganz langsam zwischen mein Lippen zu schieben und genüsslich jeden Tropfen aus meiner feuchte Muschi aufzulecken. Es schmeckte warm und süß, irgendwie versaut und hat mich total geil gemacht. Davon konnte ich nicht genug bekommen.

An diesem Wochenende feierten meine Eltern ihre silberne Hochzeit. Es gab ein großes Fest für die Verwandten und viele Freunde. Meine Eltern hatten auch endlich mal an sich gedacht und hatten geplant nach der Feier in einem Hotel zu übernachten und früh am nächsten Morgen für 2 Wochen nach Venedig zu fahren um ihre Flitterwochen zu wiederholen.

Zuerst wollten sie nicht fahren, weil sie mich nicht alleine lassen wollten für so lange.

Habe lange auf sie eingeredet und ihnen erklärt, das ich ja mit 18 schließlich alt genug sei und ja gar nichts passieren konnte. Es hat lange gedauert bis ich sie überzeugen konnte, sie haben in mir halt immer noch das kleine Mädchen gesehen.

Endlich ließen sie sich überreden, aber nur unter der Bedingung haben sie gesagt, das Onkel Klaus, das ist der ältere Bruder meines Vaters, er ist 51 Jahre alt und seine Frau Elke ab und zu nach mir Schauen würden.

Dazu hatte ich zwar keine Lust, habe aber des lieben Friedens willen zugestimmt. Klaus und Elke haben lange im Ausland gelebt und sind erst vor einigen Wochen in unsere Nähe gezogen. Klaus war für meinen Vater immer noch ein großes Vorbild. Ich kannte sie beide nicht sehr gut, aber sie machten einen netten Eindruck.

Endlich war der Tag der großen Feier gekommen. Ich freute mich auch schon, zum einen weil ich endlich 2 Wochen unser ganzes Haus für mich alleine hatte und zum Bayan Escort anderen weil es eine tolle Feier werden sollte. Es spielte eine moderne Band gab eine riesiges Feuerwerk und ich freute mich für meine Eltern.

Auf Wunsch meiner Eltern hatte ich mich extra feierlich angezogen. Meine Mutter hatte mir ein wunderschönes schwarzes kurzes Kleid gekauft. Für meinen Geschmack betonte es jedoch zu sehr meinen Busen und meine langen Beine.

Dazu trug ich schwarze Pumps, eine schwarze sehr teure Strumpfhose und einen schwarzen durchsichtigen String und einen Spitzen BH. Beim Frisör hatte ich mir extra eine neue Frisur schneiden lassen.

Als ich mich im Spiegel betrachtete war ich überrascht, war diese junge Frau in dem Spiegel wirklich ich? Ich fand schon das ich total sexy aussah. Irgendwie erregte mich die Vorstellung in dem Moment, das mir heute Abend sehr viele Männer hinter her sehen würden.

Die Stunden auf der Feier vergingen wie im Flug. Ich war sehr guter Stimmung, habe eine Menge getanzt und etwas viel getrunken was ich nicht so gewöhnt war.

Ich hatte mit Frank und Elke besprochen, das sie mich nach der Feier nach hause bringen würden. Klaus war braun gebrannt hatte schon etwas graues Haar und noch eine ganz gute Figur. Elke war schon etwas älter als er.

Habe auch einige Male mit Frank getanzt, wobei mir eigentlich auffallen sollte das er mich länger als die anderen anschaute und mich auch öfters berührte als nötig. Aber der Alkohol hatte schon seine Wirkung bei mir hinterlassen. Ich habe das überhaupt nicht bemerkt.

Irgendwann kam Elke zu mir und erzählte mir, das sie Migräne hätte und jetzt nach Hause fahren müsste. Sie hätte das mit Klaus schon besprochen, das er mich nachher nach Hause fahren sollte mit dem Taxi weil er auch schon was getrunken hatte. Eigentlich sollte Elke fahren. Auch hätte Elke erst heute Nachmittag erfahren, das ihre Mutter sich das Bein gebrochen hätte und sie Morgen direkt besuche müsste. Dazu müsste sie aber für ungefähr eine Woche wegfahren da ihre Mutter in der Schweiz wohnt. Sie hätten meinen Eltern nichts gesagt um sie nicht zu beunruhigen. Mir was das ganz recht, da ich davon ausging, jetzt meine Aufpasser los zu sein.

Meine Eltern waren schon ins Hotel gefahren, als Klaus zu mir kam und mich fragte ob er die junge Dame nach Hause fahren sollte. Da auch ich den Alkohol schon deutlich spürte sagte ich ja und küsste ihn auf sein Gesicht um mich zu bedanken. er sah mich dabei ganz merkwürdig an.

Auf dem Weg zum Taxi machte er mir noch eine menge Komplimente. Was ich doch für eine schöne junge Frau geworden sei. Wie toll ich in dem Kleid aussähe und wie toll meine Figur und meine Haare seien. Ich fühlte mich total geschmeichelt. Noch nie hatte mich jemand wie eine richtige Frau behandelt eigentlich immer nur als Teenager oder Kind. Ich fühlte mich total aufgewühlt.

Im Taxi setzten wir uns zusammen nach hinten. Ich bemerkte wie Klaus andauernd auf meine Beine und dann wieder auf meinen Busen starrte. Ich nahm seine große Hand und sagte das sei doch eine tolle Feier gewesen und das ich froh sei das er mich nach Hause fährt obwohl seine Frau schon längst weg war.

Er blickte in meine Augen und sagte das sei überhaupt kein Problem er mache das gerne für seinen Bruder und so eine schöne junge Frau. Wieder ertappte ich mich dabei wie sehr mir solche Komplimente gefielen.

Wie zufällig nahm er meine Hand die ihn noch immer festhielt und legte sie mit seiner Hand auf meinen Oberschenkel. In dem Moment in dem ich seine Hand auf meiner Strumpfhose spürte liefen wilde Schauer durch meinen Körper. Was war nur los Escort mit mir. Die Hand auf meinem Schenkel zu spüren verwirte mich total. Nach kurzer Zeit bewegte sich seine Hand langsam etwas höher und dann wieder etwas tiefer ich zog ,eine Hand jetzt langsam weg. Ich traute mich nicht zu ihm rüber zu sehen. Die Berührung gefiel mir total.

Von mir aus hätte das Taxi noch Stunden so fahren können ich genoss die Berührung dieses großen starken Mannes in vollen Zügen. Dann sagte eine Stimme in mir, aber das ist doch Onkel Klaus. Das geht doch nicht. Aber ich wollte seine Hand nicht weg schieben sondern wünschte mir er würde sie noch höher schieben.

Als hätte er meine Gedanken gehört, bewegte sich seine Hand langsam nach oben, erreichte mein Kleid und schob seine Hand weiter nach oben. Ich traute mich noch immer nicht ihn anzusehen und hatte auch jede Sekunde Angst, der Taxifahrer könnte etwas sehen. Aber immer heißere Schauer liefen durch meinen Körper.

Endlich hielt das Taxi an und wir waren angekommen. Wie selbstverständlich bezahlte Klaus das Taxi half mir beim aussteigen und ging mit mir zur Tür. Warum er nicht mit dem Taxi weiter zu sich nach Hause gefahren war viel mir gar nicht auf.

Ich ging vor ihm die Treppe hoch und spürte seine Blicke auf meinem Körper. Plötzlich bemerkte ich, das mein Kleid im Taxi nach oben gerutscht war und Klaus jetzt auf der Treppe bestimmt meinen String unter der Strumpfhose erkennen konnte. Anstatt mich wie sonst zu schämen, erregte mich der Gedanken nur noch mehr.

Wir ereichten die Tür und ich kramte den Schlüssel aus meiner Handtasche. Es dauerte einige zeit bis ich den Schlüssel in Schloss stecken konnte. Du hast zu viel getrunken sagte ich mir.

Ich traute mich immer noch nicht mich umzudrehen und Klaus anzusehen. ich spürte aber seinen heißen Atem in meinem Nacken.

Die Tür ging auf und Klaus ging direkt hinter mir rein und machte die Tür zu. Schon spürte ich wie sich seine starken Arme um meinen Körper legten. Die rechte Hand glitt hoch zu meinen Brüsten und fing sofort an sie zu massieren. Ich stöhnte dabei leicht auf. Die linke Hand fuhr mein Kleid herunter um es sofort wieder hoch zu schieben. Als könnte er es nicht abwarten glit seine Hand sofort zwischen meine Schenkel. Mein Becken zuckte vor Erregung.

Wie in Trance hört ich mich sagen, Nicht Onkel Klaus, das dürfen wir nicht tun. Mit seiner rechten Hand hielt er meinen Mund zu und drückte seinen Körper fester gegen mich. Ich spürte das sein Schwanz schon ganz hart und groß war. Er drückte damit fest gegen meinen Po. Seine linke Hand schob sich unter meine Strumpfhose und meinen String. Seine starke Hand da zu spüren machte mich noch geiler. Sein Mittelfinger streichelte kurz über meine Klit schob meine Schamlippen etwas auseinander und glitt wie von selbst in mich. In dem Moment habe ich mich noch fester gegen Klaus gedrückt. Er flüsterte in mein Ohr wie wunderschön ich sei und wie sehr er mich begehre. Onkel Klaus das geht doch nicht, hörte ich mich sagen, aber in Wirklichkeit wollte ich nur noch eins. Mich von meinem Onkel so richtig durchficken lassen. Sein Finger bewegte sich immer schneller und immer verlangender. Das war schöner als alles was ich bis dahin jemals erlebt hatte.

Plötzlich bemerkte ich die Hand meines Onkels am Reißverschluss meines Kleides. Er schien Übung zu haben, blitzschnell viel das Kleid zu Boden. Einen Moment später viel auch mein BH. Du hast fantastische Titten, flüsterte Klaus mir ins Ohr und knabberte danach an meinem Ohrläppchen. Seine Hände massierten wie wild meine Brüste. Das war wahnsinnig geil.

Ich drehte mich langsam Ankara Eskort um und blickte in die Augen meines Onkels. Ich bemerkte seine Gier auf mich. Dies erregte mich noch mehr.

Ich knöpfte schnell sein Hemd auf und streichelte über seine breite Brust. Seine Hände streichelten meinen Kopf. Ich wurde immer erregter. Klaus drückte mich langsam nach unter bis ich vor ihm kniete. Mein Gesicht war in der Höhe seines Schwanzes. Ich konnte die große Beule in seiner Hose nicht übersehen. Komm hol in raus flüsterte mein Onkel mir zu.

Meine Hände öffnete seinen Reißverschluss und seinen Gürtel, seine Hose fiel auf den Boden und sein Schwanz sprang aus seinem Slip. So ein großes Teil hatte ich noch nie gesehen.

Wie hypnotisiert starte ich den Schwanz an, mir lief es heiß und kalt den Rücken herunter. Komm mach deinen süßen Mund auf hörte ich meinen Onkel sagen. Er hielt meinen Kopf fest und stieß sein riesiges Stück schnell in meinen Mund, so tief das ich nach Luft schnappen musste. Dann zog er ihn langsam wieder ein Stück heraus. Meine Lippen schlossen sich fester um seinen Schaft und meine Zunge spielte mit seiner Eichel. Es war ein wahnsinnig geiles Gefühl. Ja blas schneller sagte mein Onkel. Er hielt meinen Kopf fest und bewegte seinen Schwanz immer schneller und heftiger.

Ich spürte wie sein Schwanz in meinem Mund noch härter wurde. Er fing laut an zu stöhnen, das geilte mich noch mehr auf. Ich spürte das mein Onkel kurz davor war in meinen Mund zu spritzen. Meine Lippen drückten fester um seinen Schwanz ich spürte wie sein ganzer Körper zuckte. Da fühlte ich auch schon wie sein Sperma in meinen Mund schoss, es war so viel das ein Teil davon aus meinem Mund wieder heraus lief.

Ich musste schlucken weil ich keine Luft mehr bekam, dadurch habe ich gleichzeitig einen Teil des geilen Ficksaftes geschluckt. Der Geschmack war so verdammt geil, das ich mich schämte vor diesen Gedanken.

Mein Onkel zog seinen Schwanz aus meinem Mund und flüsterte mir zu ich hätte die geilste Mundfotze der Welt. Komm leck ihn sauber du geiles Biest. Wie in Zeitlupe fing ich an seinen Schwanz wieder ganz sauber zu lecken.

Dann nahm mein Onkel mich auf seine Arme und trug mich zu der Couch ins Wohnzimmer. Er legte mich vor sich hin und kniete vor mich. Ich konnte sehen das sein Schwanz schon wieder hart und dick war. Er streichelte über meine Schenkel bis seine Hände mein Becken erreichten. In einem Ruck zerriss er meine Strumpfhose, ich traute mich nicht mich zu bewegen. Seine Hand strich über meinen String und schob ihn etwas zur Seite. Der String war inzwischen klatsch nass. Er kam etwas näher und stieß mit einem harten Stoss tief in mich. Ich musste vor Lust laut aufschreien was ihn nur noch wilder werden lies.

Er umfasste meine schlanke Hüfte und trieb seinen Schwanz immer tiefer in mich. Mein Schreien vermischte sich mit seinem Stöhnen. Meine Fingernägel krallten sich in seinen Rücken. So was geiles hatte ich mein ganzes leben noch nicht erlebt. Mein Onkel hatte schier unendliche Energie er fickte immer schneller und härter. Ich hörte wie er meinen Namen stöhnte, fast im gleichen Moment explodierte sein Schwanz schon wieder . Dieses Mal schoss sein Sperma in meine Muschi, gleichzeitig bekam auch ich einen weiteren Orgasmus.

Er presste sich ganz fest an mich und meiner Fingernägel bohrten sich tiefer in seinen Rücken.

Plötzlich lies er mich los und stellte sich vor mich nahm wieder meinen Kopf und steckte seinen Schwanz schon wieder in meinen Mund. Dieses mal war der Geschmack noch geiler. Sein geiles Sperma mit meinem Fotzensaft war eine wunderbare Mischung. Ich bekam schon wieder einen Orgasmus dabei.

Dann legte mein Onkel sich auf die Couch und zog mich zu sich. Arm in Arm schliefen wir zusammen erschöpft ein. Ich war mir sicher das dies das geilste Erlebnis war und davon wollte ich jetzt noch viele erleben.

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