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Most secretaries would be fired for wearing a low-cut blouse like hers. Most secretaries wouldn’t get away with a tight pencil-skirt and the almost-visible suspenders around her thighs either. Most secretaries, however, aren’t married to their bosses – and today is their anniversary.

There are flowers on Lana’s desk when she comes in, high heels clicking on the oak floor. That gets a smile from her, which isn’t always easy this early in the morning; it’s still dark outside.

She savours the scent as she sits behind her desk, stowing her handbag. When she looks up and opens her eyes, her husband is leaning out of his office.

“Like them?” he asks her, smiling.

“How did you get lillies in winter?”

“Trade secret.”

“Colour me impressed.” She gives him a coy smile as his eyes run down her body, savouring the effect she knows she’s having on him. “Can I help you with something?”

“Just enjoying the view.”

“You,” she lifts her head like a queen and turns to her computer screen, “have lots of work to do. Don’t get too distracted.”

He gives a heavy sigh, and almost walks back in. She coughs, getting his attention, and he swings right back out.

“Yes?”

She pretends to give him a serious look, pulling down her spectacles and pouting. “Are you going to be able to concentrate, honey?”

“Lana,” he groans, “I actually do have work to do, you aren’t making this easy.”

“Poor soul,” she winks, and runs a manicured hand down her neck whilst holding his gaze. Her fingers curl at the inside of her blouse, pulling it open ever so slightly and showing the faintest hint of cleavage. “Try not to think about me too much?”

“Too late,” he huffs, and returns to his office.

She bites her lip as he closes the door, letting out an excited shiver.

She has plans for him today – plans that require him being wound up to the nines. The first part of her plan is working perfectly. With a satisfied smile, she flicks open the diaries and planners and starts work for the day.

Anniversary or not, they still have a large company to run.

An hour later, an alarm on her phone goes off. Flicking it off, she turns away on her swivel-chair and sets the phone to the camera. If it’s been an hour, she reasons, then he’s had plenty of time to forget all about her little display and calm down.

Time to change that.

She crosses her legs at the ankle, unbuttons her blouse a little to show the lace red brassiere beneath, and hikes her skirt up just enough to show the suspender belt holding her thigh-highs in place. With her arms, she pushes her cleavage together and looks up at the camera, biting her lip and giving it the fiery look that she knows he loves.

Click.

Fixing herself – though she’s arranged for no client visits today as a precaution – she checks the picture. Vain she is not, but if she ignores the little flaws she’ll always find then she’s got a lot to be confident about.

Her soft, pale skin goes well with the dark office-wear, and whilst she’s no glamour model she has enough under her blouse to turn an eye. Auburn hair the colour of autumn would usually spill over her shoulders in large curls, but it’s tied up for work.

Besides, she thinks, if it’s not tied up then she can’t unfurl it later for dramatic effect when she tears his trousers open and mounts him on the desk.

Smiling, she adds the caption:

Don’t work too hard handsome

She sends it to him, and sits the phone down, waiting.

A few seconds later, she hears a discontented sigh and laughs to herself. Her phone buzzes to a short, grumpy text with no kisses:

Don’t make me come through there.

Not if I come to you first, she thinks, and suppresses another grin as she returns to her work. She can practically hear his boxers straining from here, and relishes the thought.

Crossing her legs again, she squeezes her thighs together, quivering at the tingling warmth between them.

Another hour passes, and another alarm goes off on her phone.

She gets up, adjusting herself and making sure that everything is just visible enough to catch his attention. Her high heels clop across the floor, and she eases the door open and closes it behind herself.

Her husband looks up from his work, a little red faced and flustered, and raises his eyebrows. She gives him a knowing grin, and locks the door.

Pressing her back against the door with her palms flat on her thighs, she gives him a wide eyed look and feigns innocence.

“Tom, honey,” she croons, “are you having a good day?”

“Oh, it’s been ok so far,” he winks.

She bites her lip and brings one hand up to her blouse, easing it open at the top and leaning forward just a little. “Enjoying your anniversary?”

He pushes his chair out from his curved, modern-looking desk and leans back, taking üvey kız kardeş porno in the view. Tom nods, his dark eyes running over the curve of her hips.

“Well,” she continues, glancing at the bulge in his suit-trousers. “I know we’ve got those rules about office romances and everything, but -“

“Shut up and get over here.”

She curls her lips upward at the edges, fighting a smile.

“Make me.”

“I will,” he says, and almost gets out of his chair.

She stops him with a finger and starts walking forward. “You stay right there.”

“Oh?”

“It’s a special day,” she says as she stands above him, hands laced behind her back. “And we’ve got as long as we want.”

“Benefits of being your own boss,” he smiles, that firm and reassuring smile that she’s come to love.

She leans forward and whispers in his ear, giving him a glance down her blouse. “I’ve got plans for you, mister. So sit back and stop fighting it.”

With one delicate finger on his tie, she pushes him back into the chair. His hands run around her stocking-clad thigh, running up towards the cusp of her ass. With a playful smile, she bats his hands away and leans in as though to kiss him.

He comes forward, and she puts a soft hand on his stubbled jaw and opens her mouth, drawing back as he moves in for the kiss. She lets his searching tongue find the tip of hers and no more, closing her mouth with a smile.

“I hate you sometimes,” he whispers.

She leans in again. “Will you still hate me when this all pays off?”

“Probably not,” he admits.

Shivering with anticipation, she runs one hand down his shirt, feeling the hard ridges of his tensed muscles beneath.

“You’re awful tense,” she says, running a hand down to his belt and unbuckling it with a snap. “We’re going to have to do something about that.”

Slinking to her knees, she eases his belt off and undoes the button and zip on his trousers. He lets out a sigh and leans back, one hand gripping her shoulder. Through his dark boxers she can see the small, wet spot at the tip of his bulge where he’s leaking pre-cum.

Lana leans forward and kisses the tip through his boxers. He shudders, his cock twitching behind the fabric. Leaning back, she savours the moment and peels his boxers away, letting his throbbing cock free. With a contented sigh, he opens his eyes and looks down at her.

Those dark eyes stare into hers as she runs a tongue around her lips, moistening them, and wraps a delicate hand around the base of his cock.

“Have I got you wound up, yet?” she asks. He nods, barely able to talk. “Have I got you right on the edge?”

He grunts a response, one hand gripping the back of her head.

“Good,” she whispers.

Without any warning, she surges forward and wraps her wet lips around his helmet, swirling her tongue and plunging her mouth down on him.

He groans and tenses, lifting his hips from the chair and forcing his cock further down her throat. With one hand she works his shaft, running her fingers up and down, tightening and rippling them. Her lips, meanwhile, suck him in and keep him there, running over the bottom of his helmet faster, and faster.

She feels him tense, his breath held, and stops for a moment. Lifting her, mouth from him, she revels in watching him twitch.

“Don’t stop,” he whispers. “Don’t stop.”

“It’d be a shame if I did,” she says, and kisses his still-trembling cock. “That would just be horrible.”

“Lana, please,” he groans, his hands grabbing at her shoulders and head, trying to pull her in towards him.

“Oh,” she whispers, letting go of him and standing up, “I could do much worse than stop.”

She puts her knees on either side of him, straddling him in his office chair. It takes their weight as she leans him back in it, his wet cock sitting against his stomach.

He looks at her with burning, lust-filled eyes and grabs her ass in both hands, trying to pull her pussy in closer to him. Scooting a little closer, she lets the silk of her red panties brush against him, and he shivers again.

“Wow,” she whispers, “I must have you really worked up.”

He nods, and tries to pull her down by the neck, his jaw slack. Reaching down, she pulls her panties aside, batting his hands away as he tries to undo her blouse. She feels his hard cock brushing against her moistness, and trembles as she grabs him in one hand and guides him towards her pussy.

His cock sits at her opening, and her thighs keep him from thrusting up into her like he wants to.

“Ah-ah,” she says, pressing her forehead against his. “This is my treat, handsome. Don’t move.”

She hears his heavy breathing in her ear as she lowers herself onto his erection, suppressing a gasp as she feels him stretching her and filling her. He tenses and grasps at her as she pushes further down, till the cheeks of her ass brush against his legs and he’s entirely inside her.

“Oh god,” she whispers, and bucks her hips against him, feeling the tingling xnxx porno surge of pleasure running through her bones like a shock. She tries to stay still, feeling his cock twitch inside her.

Working her thighs, she lifts herself off of him, until her pussy lips are tightening around the tip of his helmet. Then she bears down again, driving his cock all the way inside of her. He throws his head back, groaning, pushing her down further with his hands on her hips, driving his cock up into her.

“Stop, stop,” she says, and lifts herself off of him. “This wasn’t the plan.”

“What?” he breathes, staring into her eyes.

She gets off of him, her legs trembling. “You’ve got another hour to wait, stud,” she grins and takes a step back.

“No way,” he says, and stands up, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her in close. “Absolutely no way.”

“Ah-ah,” she says, turning a cheek as he tries to kiss her. “I’m in charge today.”

He pulls her skirt up, running his hands down over her ass and pulling her in against his hard cock.

“What if I say otherwise?”

“Then,” she pulls back and looks him in the eye, “I’ll fight you all the way. Meaning you’re probably,” she leans in and whispers in his ear, “going to have to tie me up to make sure I can’t stop you from fucking me hard, aren’t you? Is that what you’ve been thinking about doing all day?”

Without a word, he rips off his tie and grabs her wrists. She finally kisses him without holding back, their tongues swirling in one another’s mouth, biting each other’s lips with unquenched passion. His strong hands pin her wrists together behind her back, and with his tie he binds them tight together.

He doesn’t need to say anything as their lips part. Guiding her towards the desk, he grabs her bound hands and holds her steady as he lowers her onto the desk. Bent over and helpless, her perfect, round ass is bared to him. Running a hand over it, he squeezes the soft skin and teases his fingers around the lips of her dripping wet pussy.

“Winding me up like that,” he says, running a single finger down over her trembling clit. “That was very, very bad of you.”

“Mhm?”

With his open palm, he slaps her bared ass. The clapping sound echoes around the office, and she tenses and squeals.

“I think you need to be punished,” he says, and spanks her again. Her legs are shaking, still in high heels. Tom grabs her bound hands and pulls on them, arching her back. With his other hand, he guides his cock into her aching pussy.

She opens her mouth, moaning in silence as he pushes into her wetness. His cock fills her from within, and with his hand free he runs it around her hips to her clit, brushing his fingers over it with a gentleness unexpected from a man like Tom.

“Oh god,” she murmurs, pushing back against him as his abdomen meets her ass. “Oh god, I’ve been so bad. Fuck me like a bad girl.”

He obliges. Keeping her arms pulled back and her back arched, Tom plunges into her again and again. His pelvis slams against her, and she rocks her hips in tandem with his. Every thrust burns dots into her vision, her mind reeling.

Over and over again, Tom plows into her from behind, his fingers dancing over her clit. With her legs trembling, Tom pushes her forward onto the desk and slaps her ass hard with his free hand.

The mixture of pleasure and pain is too much for her, and Lana feels her pussy tightening with the surges of her orgasm. Her legs begin to buckle, and Tom grabs her hips and holds her steady.

She’s helpless in his strong arms, being fucked hard over his desk.

“Oh god Tom,” she murmurs, “oh god. I’m going to – you’re going to make me -“

She climaxes with a long, loud moan, and he only fucks her faster. Her moan turns to a scream, his cock pounding her faster and harder, faster and harder, until –

Trembling, she feels him slip out of her pussy. A second later, with a grunt and his hand grasping her hips, she feels his warm cum spurting over her back and her ass.

He collapses forward on top of her, and sleepily undoes her bindings. Breathless and light headed, they finally get to their feet and she sits on the edge the desk. Leaning into one another, they hold each other in the afterglow.

She laughs after a while, still trying to breathe.

“Happy anniversary,” she smiles, and he kisses her with a sudden tenderness.

“Here’s to another five years,” he says as they passionately lock lips.

“So was that, y’know,” she bites her lip, “ok for you?”

“Oh it was passable,” he laughs.

“Good, because I don’t think our anniversary day is actually over yet.”

“Oh?”

“Oh yeah, there’s more where that came from.”

“Good,” he says. “I can deal with that.”

She stops as though remembering something important.

“What is it?” he asks, seeing the urgency in her eyes.

Lana checks her watch. “You’ve got lunch with someone in an hour, I can’t remember who.”

“Oh yeah,” he says. “That’s the spokesperson for Carson Group.”

“What’s zenci porno Carson Group?”

“They’re an international conglomerate. Rumour is they’re thinking of making an offer.”

“What, to buy us?”

“Yeah.”

There they stand, discussing business with their clothes half off and their faces still red.

“Why would an international conglomerate want to buy a little technology start-up like ours?”

“We’ve grown darling,” says Tom. “You’ve seen the figures. We’ve got millions of users.”

“What’s their offer?”

“Well they haven’t made one, yet.”

“Would you sell?”

“If the price is right. It would be nice to retire at thirty and just travel the world, wouldn’t it?”

Her eyes light up. “Yeah,” she kisses him. “It would. I mean, I’d miss getting to be your secretary, but…”

“No, no,” he says. “You could stop being my secretary, but I think I like the uniform.”

“I can keep the uniform?” she bites her lip again.

“Oh I suppose.”

She kisses his stubbled cheek. “Selling the company. That’s a lot to think about.”

“I know. I’m a little nervous to be honest. I should really prepare.”

“Ok,” she says, and slides off the desk. Standing, she’s at least a foot smaller than him, even in heels. She leans up and kisses him. “Don’t worry, you’ll do fine.”

“I know,” he says. “And it’s still our anniversary, so don’t get too comfortable.”

“Oh?” She pulls her skirt down and fixes her blouse as he does his trousers up. “Do you have plans or something?”

“Maybe. Now let me get ready for this.”

“Yes sir,” she winks, and leaves him one last kiss and a lasting image of her hips rocking as she walks out of his office.

Not an hour later, Lana hears the door open across the office, and Tom comes rushing out with a briefcase in one hand and a phone in the other. He’s red-faced and out of breath, and storms past her with barely a glance.

“Tom -” she begins, looking up from her computer.

He holds up his hand: not now.

Lana raises an offended eyebrow and looks down at her half-open blouse, checking that her breasts are in fact still there.

Still on the phone, Tom stares into space as he listens. Lana strains her hears but can’t make out a word. After a pause, he sighs.

“Ok,” he says. “I understand.”

Tom hangs up the phone and stands there, staring at Lana with his shoulders sagging.

“Who was that?”

“The guy from Carson group. Meeting’s been postponed for two hours.”

“Well that’s nothing to stress about -“

“So that he can meet with our competitor.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.” Tom folds his arms and looks down at the floor.

“Do you think they might buy them instead?”

“From a business standpoint? It makes more sense. Our competitor has a smaller user-base than us, but they’re more appealing to advertisers: they filter opinions and profanity and such.”

“But that’s censorship.”

“I don’t think Carson Group really care. They’re more interested in how much they can make off their new purchase. We’re bigger, and we get a lot of support from free-speech groups, but that comes at a price.”

He walks forward and sits on the edge of her desk, letting out a frustrated breath. In response, she gets up and joins him, shuffling her curved hips beside him and leaning into his strong frame.

“You’ll nail it.”

“What if I don’t? Ah, I shouldn’t have told you I was going to sell the business, now it might all fall through -“

“Hey,” she stops him with a finger to his lips, and they look into each other’s eyes. “I am quite happy where I am. It would be nice to have all that money and freedom, but the important stuff,” she pats him on the chest,” is right here.”

Smiling, he leans in and kisses her. Her soft lips part for him, and she snakes a hand around his neck and lets a long, contented sigh into his mouth.

“You,” he says as they part, “are the best. I should really prepare for the meeting, I need to work out a strategy to convince Carson Group to buy us instead of those idiots in the south-side.”

“Well, for one: their CEO doesn’t look as good as you in a three-piece, and doesn’t have a stupidly hot secretary.”

“Very true,” he says, and stands up.

She takes his hand and gives him a warm, reassuring look. “You’ll be fine, handsome.”

“I know. Y’know, Lana, you could probably take the rest of the day off.”

“While you work hard in here? Sit bored and alone at home while you go and do interesting stuff? No thanks.”

“If you insist.” he leans in and kisses her again, then starts to walk away.

“And Tom?”

He turns back. “Hm?”

“You’re all tense. Take a big breath like I taught you. Clear that head-space.”

“I’m a businessman, not a hippie.”

“It’s not being a hippie, it works. Trust me, you can’t go in all tense and jittery.”

“Ok,” he says, and takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. When he opens them again, his eyes seem a little brighter. “Ok, I’m good. I’ll see you in an hour or two. I need to prepare for this now that I know we have competition.”

“Have fun,” she winks.

He turns and walks back into his office, and her eyes trace down his suit to the bulge forming in the leg of his trousers. She can’t let him go to an important meeting all tense and – well – hard.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Aurora moaned. “Oh sweet goddess.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I could tell Roger was getting agitated with me.

“Will you just stop gritting your teeth when I am trying to fuck you?”

I didn’t realise I was doing it but his efforts were hurting, even though he had dowsed me with K-Y jelly.

I guess his patience was getting a trifle short because he couldn’t get his regular fuck of me. Well it had been a few months since we last met, and being the loyal guy I am, I have never been with another guy, even though almost tempted by a coloured guy called Ned. Hearing about how coloured guys can move and how they are bigger than average.

But as said, I kept loyal to the guy I deeply loved, the guy I had missed so much when he left on business to go to Australia for six months.

But try as may he could not open sufficiently to get a gratifying fuck and equally, I was downright disappointed too.

“At least it proves I have been good while you were away “I .said trying to ease the tension.

“Well we shall simply have to give it some attending to” retorted Roger, “but in the meantime you’d better make it good!”

He meant of course to stiff wank and suck him off and that was the least could do to make my lover happy. I arose from my bending position and still felt the result of his pre-fuck attention to detail, my ass still feeling the pangs of his brisk slaps and handling, my anus was so numb after he had sucked it dry and done all that probing. He was a bum man and made no reservations about that – he’d have me dressed in skin tight jeans, tights, skimpy briefs -all the time concentrating on the pleasure my hind could give him, he’d feel me, nudge me, suck me -, have me sit on his face as he sniffed and tasted the favour of the week, usually after having dowsed me down-under with a good helping of double cream or edible paint, which he’d take time to lick and suck it off every part of my private anatomy, porno izle to his sheer delight and mine too. I so adored the wonderful feelings and vibrations he gave me and especially that deep gratifying fuck to conclude another wonderful weekly session in the privacy of his bedroom.

But poor Roger was at his wits end, carrying a very large and throbbing cock which was a dream to feel and suck, so I just had to give him the alternative gratification he would have gotten stuck into my ass,

I squeezed him between thumb and forefinger making a tight make-do hole, grasped him tight and made like he was fucking m, then bending down enough so that my mouth could suck him off at the same time. Even that he said was never quite the same as the feel of my asshole but it would suffice until we could get it sorted.

Of course we always took time in the gorgeous and thrilling experiences foreplay can give. Closing my eyes I gulped his cock and tasted its earthy salty flavour which was so beautiful – his lengths pliable and workable in the confines of my mouth as I sucked and licked him to my hearts content, waiting for the coming which always felt so wonderfully complete.

Slapping my ass he yelled he was nearly there and I braced myself for a good dowsing, his climax was always in plenty and I knew what to expect. The feel of his hot spunk creaming my mouth and face made it all a wonderful finale until we could once again indulge in the deep sensual feel of anal glory.

But in a way, I was happy my ass could not serve him completely on this occasion because what followed after he’d purchased a set of anal vibrators from an Ann Summers store, guaranteed to stretch me generously – Rogers cock was wide girth and nearly eight inches so there would be a great deal of stretching required for him to achieve that perfect fuck of me.

“Wes hall follow what porno it says on the packet” joked Roger the next Sunday we met and he showed me several sized of ‘plungers’ as he called them to widen and stretch me and I could see by the look in his eyes and his shaky hand, when holding what was to be the first ‘plunger’ how enthusiastic he was to try each one.

“I am simply besotted by you Peter and if you will just strip off those gorgeous skin tight brush jeans and reveal yourself to me, like always – I will be so happy to fuck and stretch you with the prize at the end, and you know what that is huh?”

I knew exactly and the feel of his magnificence inside me was always a treat to behold, and to feel him trying all those things in me was going to be a wonderful new experience of our deep and special relationship.

After stripping he felt me around my buttocks whish he always did, cupping my cock and balls and complimenting me, saying what a lucky guy he was to have me as a lover and how he adored me. He asked me simply to bend over as steep as I could across his lap and his voice was all of a quiver as, beside him, placed on the coffee table, was the remaining set of five ameliorators, one already in his hand ready for insertion, and as I laid there, stretch over his knees like that I felt wanted, and it was wonderful to know that I could give my lover so much pleasure, I perked up my ass for him as he liked it, it felt good, I wanted just to be all ass for him, I knew how besotted he was with my rump.

I felt the warmth of his eager hands annuitant me with lubrication. It felt so nice and I really looked forward to the new experience of just being there for his new venture, and it was going to be a real thrill for us both as one by one he inserted, moved and stretched my anus, twisting and turning each one at first just inside, switching on the vibrator rokettube which was really lovely, and slowly working it into me..

By the time he got to the fourth vibrator which was a little more bulbous than the others he’d already used in me, I really felt the stretch inside, just stinging at first, but gradually, with my telling Roger when to start and when to pause, he maneuvered it right inside me, turned on the vibrating massage facility and I was a goner, enjoying that wonderful deep massage which I knew then was going to be the absolute perfect primer for the flesh fuck.

But first Rogers aid he wanted to go with the full treatment, and I knew I was to expect the eye watering sensation of the equivalent in size, if not a little more, to Roger’s delight so I gritted my teeth and waited for it.

I needn’t have been concerned, it seemed I was well initiated and it slipped up inside me beautifully and with a little generous movement I felt the buzz of the vibrating massage stretch me to the full, so again I was well and ready for the real flesh fuck Roger could give me, and when we went upstairs, me before him like always, he well and truly showed me how much he appreciated my ass which he said was my best feature, and I laughed saying was that all?

But he made it so nice for me, having already being sent into a virtual paradise being fucked six times in the most beautiful way I felt, as I laid on the bed completely naked, and him too, my legs as wide as could be and my anus glowing with the residue of six fucks, now ready for reality, only the fuck that Roger could give me.

But never failing, he sucked me first, deep into my ass = he moving me in different ways, so that he could massage his face into my being before at last I so wanted the feel of real hard cock up inside me, to give me the fucking I had been worked up for, and then, with that fleshy circumference , fucking my ass completely, feeling the waterloo cum, so deep and so wonderful, we were back on course and once more was ready for all that Roger wanted of me.

And no longer needed grit my teeth!

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It is a beautiful Tuesday morning and I am in the last ten miles of a training ride. This started seventy miles ago when I left my apartment to meet my teammates at the coffee shop parking lot. A hard training effort followed by coffee at the shop and then, I thought, an easy ride home. But the effects of the second cup of coffee are upon me and as I ride along river road and I realize I am not going to make it home. There is a park along this section of the river and I resolve that I am going to stop for a pee at the next rest room that I see. Such is my urgency that I do not pedal to the entrance but cut directly across the grass, unclipping my pedals as I coast to a stop next to the men’s entrance. Carrying my bicycle inside, I am brought up short as standing with his back to a sink is a fellow wearing a suit and tie but with his slacks down around his ankles. And kneeling in front of him is another fellow with his mouth full of hard cock. We all stare for a moment. The fellow on his knees withdraws his mouth from the cock, and the owner turns away.

A long awkward moment passes as the erection bobs and weaves in the air. As my urgency has not diminished, I lean my bike against the wall and dash to the urinal, pulling down my riding shorts on the way. As relief begins to settle upon me I look over at the pair. The kneeling fellow has stood and the owner of the erection is making some effort to retrieve his fallen slacks. I observe to them that I did not mean to interrupt and that they are welcome to continue. Another long awkward moment passes and I tell them that after sucking a cock, my next favorite pastime is to watch one being sucked. I urge them again to continue. The pair looks at each other, and eventually the slacks resume their occupation around the cock owner’s ankles. His partially diminished erection is engulfed by the mouth of his companion who has resumed his station on his knees. I pull my britches back up but I can do nothing other than stand there watching a glorious blowjob in progress.

The erection quickly comes back to full mast and the fellow on his knees displays some admirable cock sucking skills. His lips are midshaft and he is applying a feathery sucking caress on the skin of the shaft. I assume that he is also applying his tongue on the head. This goes on for a long time, the standing man alternating between looking down at his supplicant and over at me with the dreamy expression of a man fully enjoying having his cock skillfully sucked. And then for variety, the supplicant takes the cock fully in his mouth, down his throat, and presses his face into the belly of his companion. The cock owner inhales sharply with a luxurious gasp of pleasure and I observe to the pair that the sight is glorious. And it is every bit of that. What finer sight is there than a hard cock expertly sucked? The cock sucker continues to press his face into the belly in front of him, soaking the cock in his throat. I reflect on the exhilarating sensation of a hard cock throbbing in one’s throat. I watch as the cock sucker fucks his throat on the cock for a bit, ramming his face into the belly in front of him again and again. The cock owner barks out a series of gasps of pleasure at this new sensation.

I am impressed with the cool of the pair, after all this is a public urinal. But they seem unaffected by their surroundings. Indeed, the cock owner now pulls the head of his supplicant off of his cock and holds the head there, his erect organ jutting fiercely out, just touching the lips in front of him. The pair both stare at the erection, glistening, bobbing and throbbing in the air between them. The owner is doubtless taking this opportunity to cool back down a bit before resuming. He displays remarkable composure under the circumstances, clearly intent on fully enjoying the blowjob at his leisure. porno 64 He flops his cock against the face of the supplicant, dabbing the fellow’s face with patches of his juice. Eventually he guides his full, hard organ back to the lips of his cock sucker. My own lips water at the prospect of that lovely organ entering a warm soft mouth. The cock sucker engulfs the organ and resumes his efforts. Soft lips caress the shaft, up and down on the shaft, teasing the skin. It is all I can do to remain standing and watching, such is the overpowering eroticism of a mouth on an erect cock. The cock owner emits long soulful expressions of pleasure. He places an encouraging hand on the head of his supplicant and begins thrusting his hips, driving his full cock into the eager mouth in front of him.

The Cock sucker on his knees begins moaning in pleasure to which I can well relate. The approaching climax is clearly apparent and the knowledge that one is to soon receive a mouthful of semen, a glorious explosion of cum from that gorgeous cock in one’s mouth, is well and truly exhilarating. The supplicant begins sucking in earnest, pressing his lips on the rock hard shaft and vigorously bobbing his head. The owner stands over his supplicant, leans his head back, thrusts out his hips, and groans in rapturous pleasure. He is the very picture of male dominance in full bloom. It is clear that this is going to last but a moment. Long past are the pauses and delays of leisurely pleasure. Now both owner and supplicant are fully focused on the final moments of the act, the all-consuming ecstasy of the ejaculation and the mesmerizing power of taking the essence of another in one’s mouth. The owner emits a piercing bellow and stiffens. I see him shake violently, his hands grasping the head of his supplicant, and he spews out his semen into the waiting mouth. The cock sucker moans in profound satisfaction as his mouth is flooded with semen. Both of them remain locked together for long, long moments. The owner gasps and murmurs his pleasure in long passionate exclamations. The cock sucker remains on his knees, his mouth fixed on the organ as though it has become part of his own body. I can well and truly relate to the infinite feelings of pleasure and satisfaction at this moment, the slowly deflating cock in his mouth, bathed in ejaculated semen.

And then I hear from behind me, ‘don’t move, you are under arrest’. I turn my head and just behind me, unheard until this moment, is a police officer in full dress. I begin to open my mouth, but anticipating my words, he looks at me with reassurance, ‘not you, them’, pointing at the two performers a few feet in front of me. And I turn to look at the two, the cock owner staring at the police officer with a look of astonished horror, and the supplicant, still on his knees, his mouth open, the cock remaining in his mouth and the ejaculated semen now running over his lips and down onto his shirt. The officer walks up to the pair; the cock sucker now standing up with semen dripping down from his chin, and the cock owner, standing there with his pants down around his ankles, his half deflated organ sticking out and dripping a long thin oily finale to his ejaculation. Names are taken and the two are informed of their rights. I am told that I must remain for a witness statement.

Half an hour later a police van arrives to carry the hapless lovers away. I have been standing next to the patrol car with my bicycle. As the van departs, the officer invites me into the front seat of his car and begins filling out a witness statement form. I ask what will happen to the lovers. The response is that they will probably plead guilty to a misdemeanor, pay a fine, and will be out in a couple of hours, unless of course one of them commits the folly of pleading not guilty and demanding a public trial. But in porno izle any case, my statement is required and is short; I entered the men’s room desperate for a pee after a long bicycle ride and was confronted by the pair. I respond to several questions; they were engaged when I walked in, I urinated, I watched for a few minutes, I did not know the participants, we did not talk. All of this is recorded on the form, the form successfully completed, and put aside.

And then the officer asks if I enjoyed watching. I am not sure what this question is about or where this line of question is going, but I respond that I was stunned at the visual impact and that like most people, I find sex acts and sexual arousal entertaining. He asks if I like cock sucking to which I respond that I do. His next question is more to the point; do I like to suck cocks? I pause for a long moment. I consider asking if I can leave now. But as I glance over at him, I cannot help but observe from an unmistakable bulge in his slacks that he appears to be at least partially erect. I respond that I am married and that while not a regular practice, I have enjoyed sucking on a cock. He then puts it plainly, would I like to suck his cock.

Of course the answer is yes. But before I answer I consider that he is a police officer on duty and that I am sitting in his squad car. I am not altogether certain of the sodomy laws and police procedures. So I put it plainly back that I do not want to be entrapped and that an interest on my part would require a display. A long moment follows and a good look confirms his interest and mine. I look up at him and he unfastens and exposes his cock. He possesses an unusual specimen, short and a lovely full round girth. He moves his service cap and some other equipment to the back seat. Of course I am staring at the lovely organ. Under the circumstances, I feel compelled to ask him for some reassurance that he wants this and that this is not some entrapment. Following some reassurance, I lean over, my head over his lap and his lovely hard cock just next to my lips. I can smell him, his sex just in front of me, and the smell of the leather he is wearing, the faint odor of oil from his service revolver. It is all intoxicating. I touch my lips to the head of his cock, and slide them over the head, and I have his cock in my mouth. I am lost in heaven once again.

I hear a sharp intake of breath from the officer at the sensation of pleasure from my mouth on his cock. He arches his hips up off of the seat to get more of his organ into my mouth. The shift in position is accompanied by the sounds of his leather belts and holders moving. I am acutely aware of these small effects, the crinkling of his leather, the movement of the car seat, the steering wheel of the car, and the smells. It is all intoxicating, the rest of the world blotted out. The focus of my existence is now on the cock in my mouth and the immediate environment surrounding the cock. The lovely full round cock, in my mouth, alive and throbbing in my mouth. I slide my lips slowly up and down the shaft, savoring the taste of his skin. I caress my tongue over and around the head of his cock; I hear him gasp in pleasure, I taste the essence of him, leaking into my mouth. I moan myself, overwhelmed yet again at the act of cock sucking, the organ full and alive in my mouth, devouring his manhood, making it my own.

I slide my mouth slowly up and down the shaft of his cock, lips pressing on the skin. His cock is short so I can easily take the entire length in my mouth without straining in my throat as he does not reach that far. And yet my mouth is full of him, very full. The large, perfectly round girth one of god’s gifts. I lick and tease my tongue over and around the head of his cock, suck very briefly on the head, and then take the full length of sex izle him again in my mouth. I revel in the feel of his shaft filling my mouth. I squeeze his shaft in my mouth, suck on it as I move my mouth up and down. I hear him talking, ‘yes cock sucker, suck it’, ‘suck my cock’, ‘swallow my cock’, and on and on. I do not take any of this personally or seriously. He is almost certainly having a wonderful fantasy and these words are part of it. I should think he wants to talk this way when his wife blows him, if only she would. But in the moment, the sounds of pleasure are in perfect harmony with his body, shaking under me. He is thrusting his hips up slightly, more rocking of his hips with his cock straining up into my mouth. I begin moving my mouth faster on him, lips pressing on the shaft. I begin rapidly bobbing my head now, lips sliding up and down on the shaft. I am easily as aroused as he is, mesmerized by the strength and power of his cock, wanting the explosion of his semen in my mouth.

I hear him gasping in pleasure and I know he is just a moment from climax. I moan in anticipation, wanting his cum, wanting his climax in my mouth, wanting to drain the power and strength from him. I want to drink his essence, to consume his strength and power, to make his manhood mine. I press my lips firmly on the shaft of his organ, sliding my lips up and down on the shaft, sucking on his cock. I feel him tremble under me, just a moment now, just another moment and I will have his semen, all of it will become mine, I will leave with it, I will take the essence of him with me. I bob my head faster on his cock. I am moaning audibly as is he, the two of us joined together in this moment of rapture. He begins to shake violently under me and I flick my tongue over the head of his cock, once, again, and yet again. He arches his hips violently, groans loudly, and I feel him spurt his semen into my mouth. He stiffens and I feel his cock pulsing in my mouth, his semen flowing into my mouth. I feel his hand on my head; unnecessarily as the last thing I would consider doing is to remove my mouth from this exquisite cock in this moment of sublime ecstasy.

I repose for long moments on his cock, the shaft bathing in my mouth, full of his semen. I squeeze my lips on the base of the shaft and suck upward, drawing the last of his semen and his pleasure into my mouth. I hear him moaning softly with the rapturous pleasure of post climax, my mouth slowly caressing the great shaft, the repose as enjoyable to me as it clearly is to him. My senses are full of the taste of his essence, a bit sharp and salty, a delicious taste of a man of strength and power. I think about the semen in my mouth, filling my mouth and bathing his cock. I think consciously about swallowing his cum, after I withdraw and sit up, while I am looking at him, I will swallow him then, swallow his manhood while he is looking at me. I feel his hand on my head, gently urging me off. I slowly withdraw, very careful about the semen. I sit upright and look at him, and he at me, and at that moment, I swallow his cum. He watches me swallow his cum, consume his manhood, consume him.

We look at each other for long moments, he with his deflating cock exposed, and me with my eyes tearing from the strain and the taste of his semen in my mouth. I ponder what he is thinking and I suppose he is doing the same, wondering what I think of him. I think these are stressful moments for straight men who have given up their semen to another man’s mouth. Usually the men part quickly after the act with little more than a thanks and often not that. Of course what I would like to hear is recognition for the skill and profound gratitude for the experience. Or perhaps an expression of unhappiness or loss from the essence given up and consumed by another. The cock sucker is left to ponder, what did he think about the blowjob? But I suppose only a writer would actually talk about the philosophy of sucking a cock.

I exit the patrol car with barely a word exchanged, and climb on my bicycle. I pedal home.

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The most scary thing that has happened t me is when I was cornered by two guys after the snooker club night. And there was In thinking they just wanted to be friendly, inviting me to their place for drink. I’d just said goodnight to Richard who was a little bit rattled because I’d beaten him three games to one.

I had hoped he’d maybe come to my place because. For a long time, I’d had these wild imaginings that he and I could make it together, but he never gave me any hint that he was that way inclined, although he didn’t have a girl friend and said he had never been with a girl so I thought maybe there was hope there, but to date I was just left with my wet dreams imagining what it would be like with Richard.

Anyway to cut a long story short sit wasn’t long before I realised what Dick and John had in mind, when we arrived at their shared flat, saying things like: “We both think you are very compulsive to our needs” in a very posh voice. I think they were company directors or something – out for a good night with me as their bait.

John didn’t even ask me if I was game, it was like he assumed I was when, already he was feeling me up the backside and Dick was feeling himself through his trousers muttering something like; “you are really gonna like this, man – gonna prove to you black is best” and I knew then what I was about to receive.

Dick was a coloured guy by the way which you’ve probably guessed and going through my mind was; I’d been with three of four white guys but never a coloured one so everything was happening when I least expected it, when all I had in mind for the night was Richard and maybe coaxing him to fuck me up the ass – something that, since Danny dumped me ( for a coloured guy I would add) -I’d been without.

Sadly I had to relent to self fucking with anal vibrators and the like which was good, even with the latest Japanese model; which looked and felt just like the real thing but come the oral part, there was no taste to it, not the same, there is just no substitute for xnxx real live man cock and now I had a feeling I was going to get taste of two.

“You been with two guys before mate?” John asked still touching up my balls and ass, his hands feeling strong and searching. The shock was over and now I was well into the scene.

“Only one ever and my name’s Pete okay?”

John introduced them both and said they had both been attracted to me for some time.

Dick was removing his jeans and there it was, very large and very stiff, he lifting it in his hand and jerking it in front of my face as John by now was having a real good rummage of my crotch that I felt like a lamb waiting for slaughter.

“So you got that pleasure to come, man!” added John starting to unzip me. “You have a good ass not to be missed, those curves just nice and tight and very faceable, man!”

Soon John had me stripped down to my briefs, he was kneeling behind and I felt him doing something there with his mouth.

“He stinks a bit” said John to Dick after sniffing me.

“That’s what I like” replied the coloured guy, a real earthy ass to get me going, filled with cock he will be well stunk up by the time we have done huh!”

“Too right” returned John, this ass is made for stuffing, just look at this!”

He bent me over at the same time stretching my ass cheeks so wide apart it hurt, then he was showing his pal how he was rimming me with two fingers he had just spat on. I felt a certain hunger there. Like it was Danny all over again, remembering how he loved to do that before he sucked me up and fucked me, I think they guys were surprised I didn’t put up any resistance and I guess I was too, It all seemed very scary at first but the guys were nice and did not seem to matter, in fact all the lusty feelings I remembered with Danny had returned and I was looking at it that this was going to be a double whammy – and the thought of being with two guys was very thrilling – a new experience to behold and it wasn’t very long brazzers before we were all stark naked and there was Dick presenting himself for my oral attention whilst behind, positioning me on all fours with my ass perched upwards, the feel of John sucking me deep was a pleasure.

I’d almost forgotten but was very pleased to receive, the stretching my ass cheeks wide apart as he really got to work and the slapping, the sound of that rebounding against my ass cheeks combined with the sound of his sucking, the way he sniffed me up, balled and frigged me was a pleasure to behold, and then the added bonus of tasting a real juicy earthy cock again made it all very perfect and wonderfully thrilling. And Dick’s cock was so very big I really had to stretch to take in even his knob, it felt so good too squeezing that magnificent black girth as I started to suck and taste his pungent salty and already hard throbbing cock.

John was really going to have to work on my ass more if I was going to take this inside me. And yet I remember being worried about when Danny first had me, he was big too, not quite so but it was a challenge. But Danny prompted me to take all with the help of some lovely preparation when he gave me the joy of being well prepared with of coconut cream as a lubricant. And yet as I sucked Dick’s cock. I was finding ways of licking and probing his p-hole which made him gasp with ecstasy and I just felt I could readily take this one up my ass. I felt the need so much as John was finger fucking me with something very smooth – he said it was baby oil and the way it squelched gave me good stead that I would soon be ready for Dick’s fuck.

It was all so very wonderful really, like this session was meant to be, I had been fantasising for far too long on the ‘maybe’ I would eventually have Richard but now there I was at the pleasure of two lovely guys sharing me.

“You first” Dick beckoned his mate. “You are smaller, you can get him well holed for the big one!” he laughed.

“You are always sikiş izle boasting” John returned and then, looking around I got the sight of his very gorgeous length with a very enticing bend in the middle and a simply very lovely and suckable knob , his foreskin tight back and it seemed he was just too worked up to wait for my suck as he guided it to me, finding the spot between my ass cheeks and then I felt the heat of his knob begin to prize me open and start to slide up into me.

It was sheer bliss as he fitted perfectly into me and already I was enjoying the feel of rampant throbbing cock inside once more and realised just how much I had missed that essential fucking – I enjoyed so much as Dick urged me not to stop sucking his cock. So to have the pleasure of two cocks inside me, because by then Dick’s was well lodged into my throat I was panting for air, he took it out for just a minute to let me breath in and soon it was in there again, I just closed my eyes and relished that moment when I was well and truly fucked two ways by two very beautiful guys.

And then, just about to cum, the feel of John’s spurt into my face, then to be quickly taken by Dick up the ass, this time he having me perched across his torso, urging me to move my body up and down until he was deep inside and I began to realise just what he meant about black being the best.

I can’t truly explain just how good it was. At first I felt I was going to split apart but then with John standing facing me, I was tasting the remnants of his fuck of me, he guiding that half size cock into my mouth as I soon felt it grow and with that and the sound fucking I was getting from Dick I was in my own heaven on earth, and by the way the guys enjoyed me I think they were too, In fact ion a while, a good while because they had me several times and ways. We were all stretched out on the thick pile red carpet very happy and gratified

And this was not going to be a one and only, the guys seemed keen to see me again when I left, that friendly pat on the backside and the squeeze of their cocks through their jeans told me that. I made for home feeling well complete, the feel of them inside me still. It was wonderful indeed and now again I felt complete and needed.

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“I’ll fucking kill you, bitch – mother fucker!”

Galina stomped her boots, laces undone and the boot neck rolled down, onto the hard frozen slash on the sidewalk. She was wearing panty hoses that let her skin shimmer through, black hot pants, and a wide open black trench coat. The bottoms of the trench coat fluttered in the icy air. Her lips were painted red and thickened with cosmetic bee sting injections an hour ago in the bathroom. Her blond hair was hardened with spray and bashed into wild and disheveled look.

A winter bare tree had a layer of snow left over from two weeks ago. An abandoned copper mining shag had black window openings. The windows were bashed in long ago. The equipment was gone a decade ago. A few segments of blackened chain link fence were still left over. Blackberry bushes had grown up the support of the chain link fence. All that was left of them were the dead limps and black leaves on the ground.

“Suka blyad! Natalya doesn’t whine this much about bringing her little sister.”

Kalista looked a little smaller and a little more baby faced. Her black, smooth hair went all the way down to her butt. She was wearing a black mini-skirt, high heels, and a black special operations military jacket that was two sizes too big. Her pantyhose was torn at the knee and the thigh. She hurried to catch up to her sister Galina.

Galina stopped, spun around, and spit at Kalista near the eye above the cheekbone. With her thumb, Galina smeared Kalista eye liner down an inch. Galina refreshed the spit on her thumb and smudged Kalista’s red lip stick way past the lips. Then, she kneeled down to rip Kalista’s pantyhose so hard that it wasn’t simply a tear. A flap of pantyhose was hanging off. Galina hit Kalista on the cheek with the flat hand. She repeated the hit harder. Kalista’s cheek was reddening.

“You better look cool. Don’t make me regret this, sestra!” warned Galina.

Kalista trotted behind Galina. Kalista’s mouth displayed annoyance. Her eyes displayed secret excitement. This was the first time that Galina would take her little sister to a witch house party. Miass was a copper mining city in the Southern Ural Mountains. For miles around the city, there is nothing but rugged terrain. This wasn’t Moscow. Anyone who wanted to be someone went to the abandoned Zelenyy Medved mine shaft. A locally grown musical subgenre of witch house music had its worldwide epicenter here. Witch house is a dark, dangerous, and threatening sounding version of house music – fast and upbeat dance music originally.

A young lad, about twenty years old, very tall and skinny, was sitting on a stool in front of the wooden mine building. The freezing night had fallen. There weren’t many stars out. Every working person was at home and holding onto the last sparks of heat under the blankets. The only thing out was the cold and frozen frog creeping through the streets and the forest around the city, except for the two sisters. The booming bass was coming through the wall and door from inside the mine. The sound had a creeping quality to it.

“Galina and her little sister Kalista!” said the lad. “Make sure that she behaves herself!”

Galina’s metal ring decorated fingers reached into her bra to pull a folded money bill out. Kalista was proud to have her own stash of money in her a size smaller bra. Both handed a green bill with a hydroelectric plant over to the lad.

“Kalista, you know that you have to show me your tits,” said the lad with an excited smile.

“Don’t do that,” said Galina as she pushed the door open and pulled her sister away from the lad.

There was a black curtain that they passed through. Galina could only see the sparkling residual light in her own eyes. Kalista’s hand kept pulling her forward with a clear sense of direction. The sound of the bass embraced Galina. She started relaxing her body into the music. Her movement was informed by the rhythm of the music. The pastoral organ music samples put an eerie fear into her. Under the blanket of the witch house music was the loud smattering of young voices mingling.

They passed through a second black curtain into a large hall that was packed with people dressed in black. Around the fringes of the room were couches and chairs. Above the crowd was a female hanging head over. Her ankles were tied together and dangling from a rope that hang in the beams under the ceiling. She had her arms stretched out like an inverted crucified Jesus. Her face was painted pale as white. She was wearing a leather bikini set. Slowly, she turned in circles, savoring her sacrificial energy and the attention of people in the crowd who stole glances at her.

The voice of a priest rose across the beat. The voice was distorted to have an echo and sound more dramatic and more prophesizing. Each word of the Book of Revelations was pronounced with finality. Screams of women and groans of men were interspersed. The woman hanging from the ceiling writhed her body as if she were a demon and the biblical words were tormenting her. It was all for the effect of xnxx dramatic facial expressions and clawing then pointing fingers.

Galina walked through the crowd to the bar and put her hand on the shoulder of a young woman. The young woman had thick strands of hair that were glued together to make her head hair look like a flower with a thousand little petals. She was wearing a fur jacket with an overblown neck. Her face looked like it was presented on a platter of fur. The body of the jacket itself was so short that it revealed her bare belly with a jewel glimmering in her belly button.

“Natalya, I brought my little bother,” said Galina with a sneer in her mouth.

“Oh, you are always too hard on Kalista. Let me be her aunty. I’ll take her around,” said Natalya blowing smoke from a black stick of unknown substance.

Natalya reached her hand out with wide open fingers. Kalista interlocked her fingers. An endearing smile like sunshine chased across Kalista’s face. Natalya pulled Kalista into the crowd. The wall of people in black parted just enough for Natalya’s body to slip into the mass and closed right after her, so that only Natalya’s hand was sticking out. Kalista dared to dive in. Her feet jumped a little like bambi from the excitement that she couldn’t suppress. Then she was inside of the mass of people.

Like watching the world inside of a fish tank, people were pressed against her. The room was so dark. The tall bodies made everything even darker around her. She could make out the faces, the tough guy faces, the dolled up makeup faces of girls, piercing chains and tattoos on faces, chokers like she had only seen in fashion magazines, alcohol glasses held close to someone’s chest.

She had to lean with her shoulder into a guy’s leather jacket to move forward. The hard jewel of a ring was pressing against Kalista’s thigh as a girl lowered her hand. A tall blond girl on high heels got shoved and pressed her body into Kalista’s face. An exuberant young man pushed Kalista forward, so that Kalista lossed her footing. She tried to brace herself with the push of her free hand. Yet, her hand only pressed against the soft flesh of a pierced belly button that moved out of her way without giving her steadiness. Kalista stumbled a few steps forward. Kalista re-gripped Natalya’s hand to hold on dearly. Natalya occasionally appeared visibly in front of her before the crowd closed in, and all Kalista could feel of her was the hand pulling her forward, deeper into the rabbit hole.

Kalista’s foot caught on something. Natalya dragged her on. The room got darker. Instead of flashes of lights, there was only demure half-light. The crowd spaced out more, so that Kalista could dug in between the spaces of people talking instead of squeezing herself between bodies. There were in the old locker room of the copper miners. Someone had put blankets, pillows, and thick white candles into the shower stalls to make little cozy spots. Natalya let herself fall down on top of a girl in a tube top, G-string, and fur sleeves on her arms and calves. That girl turned her head had and dreamily kissed Natalya on the lips. She looked very relaxed to the point of being in a kind of trance.

“What’s wrong with that guy?” asked Kalista as she sat down.

There was a guy who was squatting. He’d shake his right arm three times and then turn his head left and right. He kept repeating that movement continuously. He was wearing trousers with suspenders and no top. He had a railroad hat on. His eyes didn’t seem focused on anything at all. Nobody was talking to him. He was simply repeating the motion by himself, completely aloof of the music.

“Drug side effects, sestra,” said Natalya.

Kalista had been sitting upright, eagerly looking at everything that happened around her. People were talking emphatically, yet their counterparts remained very relaxed. Natalya pulled Kalista’s body close. Kalista let her body glide to the side. Her rib touched Natalya’s shins. Kalista’s head came to rest on Natalya’s belly. Kalista put her arm comfortable to the side and felt the unknown girl’s skin. The unknown girl was running hot. The unknown girl didn’t pull back to the physical contact. Kalista could feel the unknown girl energetically embracing Kalista’s presence. This was all very pretty and romantic in the shower stall on a pile of blankets and pillows. The beat was softly pumping from the other room.

“This is my lover, Isis. Do you like girls or boys?” asked Natalya.

“I like boys,” replied Kalista.

“You are just like your sister Galina,” said Natalya with a headshake of disapproval.

“Garcon,” yelled Natalya. Her sharp voice pierced through the almost deafening sound curtain. Natalya was used to being at Zelenyy Medved.

A boy with an excited smirk on a milk boy face arrived in a squat next to them. His torso was bare and sweaty from dancing. He wasn’t overly buff. He wasn’t overly skinny. He was like the type of guy that’s always active and moving around. He probably had an awesome dancing jam with his bodies. His bakire porno eyes had a clear blue that made him intriguing to what was going through his head. Despite his feminine, almost gay energy, the heavy boots on his feet gave him a manly appearance.

Gracon produced an old fashioned whiskey glass. There was a syrupy, milky white substance at the bottom of the glass. The rim of the glass had many imprints of lips – some were merely oily imprints, some were pink lipstick imprints. He held it out to Natalya. Natalya graciously took the glass with long straight fingers that showed an air of elegance, a studied way of grabbing a glass from lots of experience of grabbing drinking glasses and conscious reflection on how to grab a glass for effect. The moment was a chance to draw attention to her thick metal rings.

She fully drank the liquid. She opened her mouth wide to show her tongue and the pearly white teeth. She slushed the white syrup around in her mouth. Then, she spit it back into the drink and passed the glass to Isis.

Without getting up, Isis put the drink to her lips and emptied the glass. She pursed her lips and pushed some of the liquid outside to let it run on her lips. Then, she sucked it back in and swirled her tongue across the lips. She spit the liquid back into the glass with bubbles of her own spit and handed it to Kalista.

Kalista looked at the drink unsure. The glass was warm in her hand from all the hands that it had passed through. She could see some original syrup had mixed with different kinds of spit. There was bubbly, white spit. There was green spit. She shuddered a bit.

“Don’t embarrass, Galina. Show her that you are one of us,” encouraged Natalya with a challenging tone of voice.

Kalista had been feeling worried about fitting in. She had eagerly been looking at everything and so wanted to be part of this, yet she also felt like she knew very little on how to be part of this world. She took the drink. She pushed down the shudders of disgust. At least, Natalya and Isis had cleansed the spit covered substance. They seemed like clean people, good people, girls like her. She swallowed the drink. It wasn’t that bad, rather very foreign. She could taste the smoothness of spit. She could taste the bouquet of different people’s mouths. She could taste something bile in it. She opened her mouth wide. All three eagerly inspected her mouth to make sure that it was all in there. Then, she spit it back into the glass, full with relief of having passed the test and of being part of the in crowd.

“What is it?” asked Kalista.

“It’s HIV cum,” said Isis. “This is Russian roulette for real Russian people. We are all connected through it. Can you feel my tongue in your mouth?” Isis was rolling her eyes back. She seemed very relaxed and at peace. “Look around you! You are connected with everyone in here now, one big brotherhood. And one of us will have gotten HIV.”

Natalya pointed to a table where a naked man was lying under a lantern. He was a muscular man with long, thin hair. His buttocks were firm. He made a tormented facial expression. A woman was wanking his penis hard and fast. She looked excited, thrilled actually. A small group of five was cheering her on. Someone held a glass to the tip of his penis.

“They are milking Victor,” said Natalya. “He got HIV last summer.”

“What if I die?” asked Kalista panicked, yet trying to pretend to be calm.

“The same thing that happens if you don’t die. There is nothing going on in Miass. What is your profession?” asked Natalya.

“I’m a hair stylist,” replied Kalista.

“Tough shit, someone else will cut hair when you are dead,” said Natalya. “When all the hair stylists are dead, we’ll simply walk around with long hair. Tough shit.”

Natalya remained lying in the cuddle pile with Isis and Kalista, yet she worked her arms laboriously to get a hold of Kalista’s thigh. Then, her hands went under the mini skirt of Kalista. Kalista pulled away at first, yet then returned to let Natalya proceed. Natalya pulled down the Kalista’s panty hose leg to above the knee. The thigh skin was bare. Then, Natalya got a syringe from under the blanket and injected Kalista in the middle of the inside thigh. Slowly, she let the plunger sink down and a yellow liquid went into Natalya’s body.

“What is that?” asked Kalista.

“That’s Zipra. It’s an anti-psychotic drug,” replied Natalya.

“What does it do to people who aren’t psychotic?” asked Kalista with panic.

“Zipra is from schizos. They can’t tell the difference between what’s reality and fantasy. You won’t be able to tell the difference. You’ll experience what it is like to be a crazy!” Natalya ended her speech in harsh condescending laughter. “The world is crazy. The only way to deal with it is to become crazy.”

Isis rose from her slumber, “there is another Kalista inside of you. We will bring her out tonight. In real life, I’m an angry bitch. Inside of Zelenyy Medved, I’m a purring kitten.” Then, she went back cuddling into bedava porno the blanket on the floor.

The first effect that Kalista felt was her jaw spasming out of control. She tried to hold it with both hands, yet her jaw muscles were so strong that it felt like she couldn’t squeeze hard enough on the jaw to get a grip to hold it in place. She panicked. She was losing her composure. She was losing what it was like to fit in.

Natalya laughed, “Don’t fight it. Let it take you over. Let the real you come out.”

“I’ll go explore,” said Kalista. She got up to walk into the crowd. There were benches and tables in the large locker room for easily fifty miners. She thought about hair running through her fingers in the salon. That was a comforting and familiar feeling. There is this inaudible sound that hair makes when it runs through the fingers. Sometimes, it’s like a squeak of chalk on whiteboard. Sometimes, it’s a coarse sound. Standing with her scissors made her comfortable and confident. She mentally escaped from the place.

Something like a micro sleep befell her. When she opened her eyes, she was running her fingers through the blond, curly hair of a young lad sitting in front of her. He had his eyes closed with a dreamy expression on his face. He was pressing the back of his head into her tender belly. Her fingers massaged his scalp. The scene was very cozy. Kalista could not remember how she got into this situation. She pulled away to walk deeper into the crowd.

“My love,” the lad called after her.

Kalista wanted to fly to be above it all to look at everything from the 10,000 foot view from a vantage point. In half dream, she could feel her hand going on top of someone’s shoulder. She could feel her foot stepping onto the seat of a chair. The blurriness of reality made her feel hands on her butt and back. There were hands gripping onto her arm. She could see the ceiling very clearly. The crowd no longer towered over her. She was surfing on top of the crowd. The hands were passing her through the room out of her control. All she could do was surrender to the sensation of little hands, big hands, soft hands, hard hands, modest hands, immodest hands groping all over her body. She let her arms float wide and legs open to surrender to the crowd. “Take my body for it is yours!”

The crowd was pushing her body towards the center of the main room. Being above people’s heads, she could finally see the walls, the banners and flags of demons and lords of Satan. There was an antique sickle on the wall. The white bones of a raven were on the wall. Some people pumped their fists in the air while dancing. A lot of people were simply pressed tightly together and yelling into each other’s ears.

Someone threw a black rope over the wooden beam under the ceiling. Her legs got forced together. She could feel the rope tightening around her legs, one coil at a time. She tried to upright herself to yell something. Yet, the hands didn’t provide enough support for her. Then, there was the pull on her skeleton as her legs went skyward. There was the rush of her blood toward the head. There was the helplessness of her body moving away from the supporting hands. There was the disorienting sense from seeing everything head over. She slowly spun in a circle through the room.

She struggled to have her arms at the side. She tried to reach her feet, yet her abs were way too weak. She helplessly hang had over. She couldn’t do anything about the situation. She tried to yell. She could barely hear her own voice drown in the noise before it reached her ear. She surrendered by letting her hands drop head over. She was a piece of meat, like a cow for the butcher.

As she slowly turned around, the girl that she had seen earlier hanging above the crowd came into her vision. “How do you get down?” Kalista yelled.

“You don’t,” was the other hanging girl’s response.

Kalista looked deeply into the eyes of the other hanging girl. Her head was blustering red. Her eyes showed blood vessels that were growing thick.

Kalista could feel the vertebras in her spine popping as they relaxed from being stuck together to dangling freely. The music was pulsating in her ears. A couple guys were watching her from the bar. Their eyes looked at her unabashedly. The sound of the music turned to screeching sounds and the voice of a little girl sing-songing “I love you!”

“How does it feel to be hated by god?” asked the other hanging girl.

“I’ve been hated all my life by god,” was the dry response from Kalista.

The other girl went back to playing an inverted cross with her head dropped back to expose her throat. Kalista was left to herself to sink deeply into her thoughts. She could feel that she was at the place where she wanted to be. She had been working hard in the hair salon. She had put up with going to the dentist for a cleaning and paying the water bill, so that she could be hear, among this people, listening to this music, and experiencing something special. She wanted one of those boys. She wanted one of those boys to make tender love to her, to take her to a dark corner, so that they could have privacy. She moved her arms seductively through the air to summon such a boy to her. She was doing the magical dance of seduction. Would anyone look up here?

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02: Leaving on a jet plane

“Wake up, sleepy head! Come on, we have to pack! Come on!”

A naked blond nymph was dancing on my bed, having opened the curtains.

Viviane looked like a sprite, her tousled blond hair making a frame for her pert face, her hard little 19 year old breasts bobbing as she danced around.

We were about to leave on a filming assignment during her university summer vacation, and she was full of energy.

I reached for the camera, focusing on her as she pranced around, calling:

“Get up, you lazybones! Today is the day! We are going to the beach! Oh, come along!”

I struggled to keep her in the frame, and leaned over to the side of the bed to switch on the camera on the tripod, but just as I had her framed she pounced.

“I know how to wake you up! Come here, little one! I know what you like!”

She had spied my droopy penis under the sheets, and she jumped on the bed next to me, eyes big and round, her hand capturing the flaccid member, her other thrusting me back against the cushions.

“Look at the little guy! He looks so sad! Come, perk up! We are going to the beach, and we are going to have fun!”

She was rubbing him up and down, her warm hand cradling him, her tight breasts moving as she crouched next to me.

I could see rokettube that she was nicely framed in the viewfinder, and I leant back, one hand going to her breast and the other to the tight backside next to me.

She crouched down. “I can see he is waking up! Oh, good, he is coming alive! Would he like a little good morning kiss?”

She took the head into her mouth, now concentrating on sucking him into her throat. My right hand fondled the roundness of her backside, feeling the softness and elasticity of her skin, the slight roughness and softness of her vulva, and then the slick wetness between her lips.

Viviane managed a few squeals of surprise around my penis, but she kept sucking the hardening penis, switching her tongue over the head, while her hands massaged the shaft and caressed my scrotum.

I worked my hand up and down between her lips, flicking the clitoris so that she jumped, and whispered to her:

“It is very nice like that. Now caress just a little further down, like that, there behind the pubic bone is the old prostate. I will teach you how to please it, but for now just rub up and down there.”

She was coaxing me to a hardness that I had seldom achieved, and she whispered endearments as she took a breathing space: “There now, is that not a nice way to asyalı porno wake up? There is a good boy, so hard! I love the taste, and he is getting really big!”

She licked the head like an ice cream cone, but at the back she was bucking against my hand, driving my middle finger into her pussy. My ring finger was strumming her clitoris like it was a guitar string, and I probed her vagina, feeling its tightness. She squealed as I circled my finger around her cervix, and then hummed with pleasure as I found her g-spot, caressing and stimulating it.

She looked round, her face full of concern.

“Peter, are you going to come for me? Am I doing it right? Ah, that is so nice! Come in my mouth!”

Her head bobbed down again, and then I felt the climax building, from far down, to where her fingers teased it out, held it back, then she scratched my scrotum, sending me over the top, coming in her sucking mouth, again and again.

As I came back to awareness of my surroundings, she was squatting against my hand, my finger still embedded in her vagina. She was softly humming to herself from pure enjoyment.

My mobile camera nicely framed her backside, and the tripod-mounted one would capture her sprawled over me, licking my rapidly deflating penis.

I traced azeri porno the line between her cheeks again, and then inserted my forefinger into her, the middle finger now flicking her clitoris.

“Oh, that is good, but I am not sure … I have not been to the toilet yet, Peter. Maybe I should go and pee first!’

I had felt the pressure from her bladder, but I kept up the stimulation, and she began to gasp.

“Ah, yes, that is so good, but I need … oh, Peter, it is … yes, there, like that!”

I saw her stomach muscles begin to clench, and I slowed down a little. I did not want her to come yet. Her gasps had become a keening sound as she hovered between trying to control her sphincter and wanting to come.

I felt the fluttering muscles in her vagina signal the beginning of her climax, and then I rubbed my thumb over her anus, now slick with the juices from her pussy.

“Aiee, Peter! Don’t… I cannot, oh Peter! I am going to come!! Oh, I cannot …”

The climax came like a flood, and at the same time she lost control, the pee shooting from her in spurts.

Her body bucked up and down against my fingers, my forefinger milking her g-spot, my thumb stretching the spasming sphincter of her anus. Her clitoris was firmly wedged against my middle finger, and she was in some unreachable heaven for long moments.

Finally she collapsed, laughing.

“Peter, you naughty man! You should not have made me do it! Now we will have to change the sheets and everything! Oh, that was great! I have never felt that before!”

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I stayed in my seat as the subway doors opened. I watched quietly as random strangers walked out the doors only to be replaced by new faces. How ironic, I thought to myself as a sudden realization came to me. These people coming and going in and out of this subway mimicked my life in a strange sort of way. It’s been so many years now since I last saw her and while people have come in my life and gone, it is her I still long for. Just as these strangers sit inches from me, only to stand up and leave, have I seen so called ‘friends’ do the very same thing in my life. Just as I long to see her face just one more time, I sit in my seat quietly watching the crowd as if she will walk in at any minute and sit down next to me.

I could tell you how we first met or how incredible our short time together was, but I could never find the words to express just what that time meant to me. I could tell you about the countless drives we took down the turnpike with the top down listening to our favorite songs, but I couldn’t properly convey how much I miss those days. Maybe I could spend some time diving into the deepest parts of my mind and share the darkness I have felt spending these past few years without her, but that would not make for a good story.

The sound of the heavy steel wheels of each car continue to hypnotize me and let my mind wander further and further back until a smile begins to creep up on my face. I held that smile as long as I could and as the subway stopped and the doors opened yet again, there remained one face across from me that did not move. While I watched the blur of people quickly make their way out and the doors shut behind them, I slowly realized there was only two of us left inside.

I pulled my hair aside with my fingers as I strained to wake up and focus on the figure before me and as I fought the effects of the last night’s alcohol, I saw her blonde hair. My eyes dropped to the floor and stared at my feet for a few seconds before I felt brave enough to look up at her again. I slowly looked up and followed the black boots up to her knees. I enjoyed the warm tan on her thighs for a few seconds before sliding up to her white little dress I had always loved on her. The smile crept up on me again as my eyes followed the curves of her beautiful large breasts with the long strait strands of hair draped over them. My eyes stopped only when they reached her eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that had haunted my dreams for so long now stared back at me and held me there in that moment.

“How are you Kevin?”

I hesitated as I tried to find my voice, “Elizabeth? Is that really you?” I finally managed to ask. “I can’t believe it’s really you.”

“I’ve been looking for you Kevin. I’m glad I finally found you. I called all your old friends and nobody knew where you were at. I was on my way home and decided to take the subway which I hardly ever porno izle do…and here you are…here we are.”

“I’ve been looking for you too Liz. I knew you didn’t want to see my anymore, but in my mind you were always smiling back at me.”

“I’m smiling back at you now Kevin.”

The train continued it’s path through the dark tunnels that surround the city. The sounds of the cars riding on their tracks continued past each stop without stopping once. I wondered how long we would be allowed this time alone together like this before once again strangers past between us and pushed us apart.

Liz stood up and made one step forward and slowly knelt down in front of me with her hands sliding over my knees. I looked at her as she moved her arms around my face and pulled me down into her lips as she reminded me why I loved her kisses so much. We continued like this for a few moments as our bodies relaxed together. It seemed as if each moment we had spent passionately together came rushing back to us all at once.

“Shhhhh,” Liz whispered as I started to say something. “No talk…not yet…”

Her hands ran down my chest as her warm breath warmed my lips. Her fingers quickly unbuttoned my shirt as she let her hands slide over my chest. My own hands helped with my pants as her smile grew in anticipation. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her face. I found myself admiring every little detail down to the curve of her eyelashes. She was simply a perfect creation from the top down and as she slowly lifted her dress up over her head, the view before me reminded me of this fact.

I stood up and pulled her up to me. My arms easily wrapped around her warm body and pulled her in tight as my lips found hers once again. It felt so good to feel her flesh against mine as began pushing her hips into me…back and forth slowly…enjoying how hard I was getting with each second that she did this.

She slid her right hand down my body until her fingers wrapped around the base of my dick and began to gently stroke me. Her left hand pushed against my chest at the same time as she pushed me back down in my seat. She kept her eyes on mine as she climbed up on top of me and with her right hand still holding my dick, guided me inside her. She let her hands relax on my chest as she slid down slowly on top of me, letting every inch of me slide deeper inside her. I could only try to breath as I held her and watched in amazement as she moved her body up and down on top of me with that sexy little smile on her face.

She lay her face against mine and whispered my name in my ear over and over again as I took in her scent. The smell of French vanilla on her skin always drove me nuts and as I inhaled the familiar aroma, she began to pick up speed. I listened as she whispered all the words I loved to hear and with each sound that left her lips, I drew closer and closer to cumming amatör porno inside her.

“I missed you Kevin.”

“I missed you too. You feel amazing…”

“Do you want to cum inside me?”

She knew those words alone were almost enough to send me over the edge. She grabbed my shoulders tight and began grinding her hips down on my dick fast and hard. I held my breath as her pussy squeezed on me tighter and tighter as she fucked me faster…harder until I couldn’t hold it back any longer. Finally I let go and felt her pussy hold me tight as I came inside her. She tightened her grip on me and moved her body up and down the length of my cock as I came more and more. A few seconds later she kissed my lips slowly and slid off of me.

She turned around and spread her legs as she eased back into my lap. With my dick still hard and wet, she slid it back between her warm wet lips and slid back down on me. She leaned back against my chest and began moving her hips slowly back and forth as my dick began to relax inside her.

My hands wrapped around her body and held her breasts in each hand. She turned her head and let her tongue slide over my lips as my fingers found her nipples hard and waiting for my touch. I gently massaged her breasts admiring how gorgeous her body was as her hips continued their magic on my dick.

“I need you Kevin,” Liz whispered as she felt my cock getting harder again inside her. “I need you to fuck me like you used to…it’s been so long…I need you right now.”

I squeezed her tits a little harder as I pushed harder inside her. I could feel her wet pussy soaking my balls as I began fucking her faster and faster. She leaned forward and spread her legs wider as I stared down at the crack of her sexy ass and watched as my thick hard dick slide faster and faster in and out…over and over again…fucking her tight little pussy until her moaning filled the room.

The train seemed to pick up speed as the flashing lights of each stop filled the room with light faster and faster. I held her tight in my hands as she pushed her pussy against my cock harder and harder. I could feel her fingers rubbing her lit and my balls at the same time as I dove deeper and deeper inside her.

“Oh fuck Kevin! That’s it…don’t stop! Harder…harder…”

The next sound I heard was familiar to me and made me want to turn her around and kiss her long and hard. She closed her legs quickly and squeezed my cock as she came….opening her legs again for a few seconds as her fingers pressed against her clit one more time, only to squeeze her legs shut again as she came. I pulled her back against my chest and wrapped my arms around her chest and held her tight against me. I held her breasts as her chest heaved with her breathing as we both began to catch our breath.

“Thank you,” Liz whispered as she lay there anal porno in my arms. “You don’t know how much I needed you…your arms around me like this…your lips…your touch.”

“We’re not done yet…I still need more…we have a lot of catching up to do Liz.”

“More?” Liz asked as she stood up in front of me. “Oh…I know what you need…I remember.”

I sat there still naked and rock hard stroking my cock for a few seconds as she knelt down in front of me. She tossed her beautiful long blond hair back and moved closer to the head of my dick. She held her hair back away from her face with one hand and held my cock with the other as she spread her lips around my dick and slowly drank me in. I held still and let her lips spread around my thick cock and watched her slide down deeper on me…deeper…taking me all in and holding me deep in her throat for a few seconds before sliding back off. I knew I couldn’t last much longer, but still I tried to keep it back and enjoy her mouth sucking me like this for as long as I could. Her fingers expertly squeezed and pulled on my cock as her lips slid up and down on me faster and faster. I wanted to last longer, but my hips jerking let he know I was ready. Without hesitation she wrapped both hands around my cock and gave me a few last quick stroked as she smiled up at me. That look…those eyes…her beautiful full breasts against my thighs as she made me cum again…amazing.

I could only smile back at her as I came in her hands as she continued to fuck my dick with her hands. I closed my eyes for just a second as she slowed down and finally let go. I sat there quietly as I watched her get dressed. I enjoyed every little glance she gave me and smile she showed. We stood close together holding on to the stainless steel rails of the subway as she kissed me once more.

“Thank you Liz…for everything…for you…for what you do to me…for me.”

“I’ll always be here for you Kevin,” she whispered back to me with her voice slowly fading off. “Don’t ever forget me.”

Those last words seemed to move further away from me and as I opened my eyes to see her looking back at me, I realized I was all alone yet again in the subway. Suddenly the sound of glass breaking filled the room and the car came to a sudden stop.

“Wake up! Dude…Wake up! Get off the train!”

I reached for my bottle but found it on the floor broken. I looked around me and noticed all the faces staring back at me as I grabbed the few things in this world I still owned and stood up to leave. I could see all the different faces watching me as I moved towards the exit. I could see their disgust as they watched a drunk person stumble out of the subway and back onto the streets. Each expression and emotion on their face I knew so well, minus one. As I stood on the empty platform and watched the subway drive off, I saw her face staring back at me through the window. She showed me her beautiful smile once again as she held her hand up to the glass as if to wave goodbye for the last time. Compassion…sympathy…empathy…love…all expressed in that last look she gave me. Then she was gone.

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PFC Anthony Barresi stood up. “What the fuck did you call me?”

The band stopped playing and the patrons stopped what they were doing. The attention of everyone in the club was drawn to the two men that had stood up and faced each other.

Pvt. Noland apologized even as he stood up, “Your right, I shouldn’t have called you an idiot.” He saw the smug look on Tony’s face and could feel the gaze of everyone in the room. “I should have called you a FUCKING IDIOT!”

The two men attacked each other! Fists connected, insults were thrown and nearby table and chairs were knocked over or pushed away! Women screamed and the men with them just tried to get themselves and their dates out of the way!

———-

The bartender immediately grabbed his cell phone and speed dialed the shore patrol.

“Shore patrol, petty officer Kegler,” the voice at the other end proclaimed that the bartender had reached the help he needed.

“This is Richard Colton, the bartender at the Empire Club. I’m going to need help!”

“We’re on the way.”

———

Anthony threw Noland onto a table. With a loud groan, it immediately collapsed. Hurt but hardly out of the fight Noland kicked at Anthony’s legs.

Anthony wasn’t prepared for the other man to have recovered so quickly. He lost his balance hitting the floor hard.

Noland jumped on top and started flailing his fists at every part of Anthony that he could!

After being hit several times Anthony pushed the little jerk off of him. He got to his feet, grabbed Noland’s shirt, threw him onto the floor and started beating him!

———

Dan and James were two of the shore patrol on duty that night and raced to the Empire Club. They would check out what was happening and call in if they needed help. They entered just as the big marine jumped on top of the smaller one. It was obvious that they were both marines, their haircuts were a dead giveaway.

“Jim, you take the one on the bottom, I’ll get the one on top!” They both raced in to break up the fight. Dan circled around and approached the man on top from the back. As he got nearer, Dan sized him up. The marine was a big burley man with plenty of muscles showing. Why on earth would the other guy, who was much smaller, antagonize him? The larger marine was a good 6′ 5″ and probably weighed in at 250 pounds while the other one was probably less than 6′ and only about 180 pounds soaking wet.

Dan whipped out his baton. Coming from the back he put it under the big marine’s neck. With his baton under his man’s chin, he gently pulled up and back. They were trained to never hit someone in the head with the baton, it could kill them. If you had to use it, you would poke them with the end of it into their stomach. That would make them bend over and you could grab them by the head. His placing the baton under the marine’s neck had the same affect. If you controlled their head you controlled their body.

Anthony was so intent on kicking the shit out of Noland that he hadn’t realized the shore patrol was in the fight with them. Unable to resist the force of the baton, he got to his feet.

As the man stood, Dan immediately removed the baton and backed off.

Anthony whipped around still wanting to kick someone’s butt.

Dan had recognized the marine and not because of his size, big marines were not that uncommon. “Tony, what the hell are you doing?”

Tony looked into the face of the sailor that had pulled his butt out of trouble many times, and not once had him arrested. He immediately calmed down, “Sorry Petty Officer Grodin.”

He looked over and saw that Jim had the other one taken care of. The two marines didn’t look to bad considering they had just tried to beat the crap out of each other.

Dan pointed to some chairs, “Sit down you two.” He then used his phone to take pictures of the damage to the club. He walked over to the bartender and sat his cell phone on the bar, “He stated his name and rank using his identification as Shore Patrol. He had the bartender give his name and the nightclubs name and address, then had him tell what had happened.

While this was being done, Jim held out his hand to both men, “Come on, you know the drill.” Both marines surrendered their identification. Jim then led them out to their car placing them in the back seat. “You two be nice and I won’t put the cuffs on you. He stood outside of the car to wait for Dan.

Having gotten everything he needed for his report, Dan shook the bartender’s hand. “I’ll have the marines contact you about the damage.”

Richard was used to it. Being in walking distance of a naval base with a large number of sailors and marines as your number one customer, there was hardly a night when there wasn’t some sort of problem. He always tried to have the shore patrol handle these things if he could. Everyone lost if he had to call the cops. The men went to jail and the club got bad publicity.

Dan and Jim drove the two marines to the Marine Officer on duty, Second Lieutenant sex izle Jackie Woodridge.

Jackie looked up from her training manual. She had been studying to further her career by getting into nursing. She recognized one of the sailors but not the Marines.

Jim stayed with the prisoners while Dan addressed the Marine Officer. He stood at attention and snapped off a salute. “STG1 Danial Grodin, shore patrol, Lieutenant Woodridge.” He couldn’t help but notice that her breasts were pushing against her uniform shirt making the material strain to keep them contained. She had her hair tucked under her hat but that only seemed to accent her hazel eyes.

Returning the salute, she glanced over at the marines and exploded! “Get to attention marines!” Both PFC Anthony Barresi and PVT Noland Risdon went rigid, staring straight ahead. She turned back toward the petty officer. “What are the charges this time petty officer Grodin?”

“Article 134, disorderly conduct,” Dan turned over the marine’s I.D. cards, “Fighting in public. Minor damage to the Empire Club which they are willing to have handled out of court so long as the damages are paid for.” Taking his cell phone out, he laid it on the desk in front of the officer showing the damage and then played the interview with the club bartender. “I’ll file a report on this when I get back to headquarters. I’ll make sure a copy is sent here.”

“These two didn’t seem to need any medical attention except maybe a Band-Aid or two, so we brought them here.”

The lieutenant sighed and nodded. “Private First Class Barresi, Private Risdon you are lucky that it was Petty officer Grodin doing this, but that just puts you on a long list. I’d say a large portion of the marines on this base owe him for their rank still being attached. Is there anything you would like to say to the petty officer?”

Both marines said thank you to him.

Dan just smiled, “Not a problem guys, we’re all on the same team.”

———-

That one run had been the total of his problems he’d had. The rest of his watch was uneventful. Calm was always a good thing when you were on shore patrol duty. Each ship was required to send two men for shore patrol duty. Dan always volunteered to take it for his section. With five duty sections he would have shore patrol about once a week. Plus, it got him off of the ship.

The next day he was on normal working hours. When that was done, his time was his own. Wearing civilian clothes he left the ship. He thought he would go and see his girlfriend. It had taken some time for him to meet someone that he actually wanted to be with. Now that he had, he looked forward to being with her. Heading into town, he pulled up at the apartment she rented. When he knocked on the door, it opened and there still in her uniform was Lieutenant Jackie Woodridge.

Jackie jerked him inside, slammed the door and pressed her lips against his. Their kiss went on and on as neither wanted it to end. The first time Jackie had seen Dan she had gotten light headed. It was against military regulations for an enlisted and officer to fraternize like this.

They had both been in civilian clothes and had never met before. It wasn’t until they had been together for most of the night that they had found out. Both of them should have put an end to it right then and there, but neither of them could bring themselves to do it.

Even after being with him for over a year, Jackie still got a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach each time they embraced.

They knew the risk they were taking. If they were found out, both of them could be facing severe penalties for breaking numerous military regulations.

Dan let his lips ease away from hers, “I’ve wanted to do that ever since I saw you last night.”

Jackie was having a hard time of it. She kissed him, her tongue finding his. Slowly turning him around, she waltzed him backwards down the hall to the bedroom. Stopping when their legs bumped against the bed, she pushed.

Dan felt himself falling only to land on the bed. Her hazel eyes held his. Her soft full lips were slightly parted and she was licking them. He had already wanted her really bad, now she had a yearning look on her face that was making him go crazy.

Taking a deep breath, strictly by the book Lieutenant Woodridge needed to become has some fun Jackie. She had just gotten home right before he had shown up and hadn’t had a chance to change. Her hat came off, her blonde hair falling loose.

Dan watched her give her head a shake and her hair flailed about. The light caught the varying shades of darker and lighter blonde.

Jackie pursed her lips and looked right into his eyes. She slowly undid the buttons of her uniform shirt. Needing him to desire her, she slipped it off of first one shoulder and then the other.

Dan watched her top fall away from her, she caught it and placed it on her dresser. Her breasts pushed against her bra wanting to be let loose.

Jackie slipped her shoes off, undid her alt yazılı porno belt and opened her pants. As she took her clothes off, that odd feeling she always got when she hungered for him started. Beginning in her stomach it flowed to every part of her. Looking deeply into his eyes, she slowly peeled her pants off.

Climbing onto the bed, Jackie kneeled next to him, her breasts near his face. Opening the clasp of her bra, she let them fall.

Dan wanted her in the worst way. Her magnificent breasts with their light pink nipples called to him. He licked the nearest one and closed his lips around it. The nipple got hard.

She softly moaned as he started sucking. Jackie had sensitive nipples and she’d had other men actually hurt her by sucking too hard. Some had even caused bruises getting carried away as they gotten more and more turned on. Dan’s gentle foreplay was exactly what her body required.

Withdrawing her nipple from his mouth, she gave him the other one. As he stared sucking again, she hooked her thumbs in her panties and pulled them off.

Dan could see the light glistening off of her pubic hair. They would make love all night long, but the first time was very special to her and he always let her have her way.

She moved her body away from him. Anticipation of what was about to happen to her making her light headed. Lifting his shirt she pulled it off of his arms and over his head. This was followed by his shoes, socks, pants and underwear.

Dan watched Jackie climb on top, straddling his legs. She wrapped her fingers around his cock; they felt cool and soft against his skin.

Allowing only limited foreplay this first time, they would do much more of that later. There was only enough touching for her body to be ready to accept him inside of her and for him to be hard enough for penetration.

Jackie panted in anticipation. Rubbing his cockhead against her vagina, she lubricated him with her own body fluid.

…she lowered herself…

…his cockhead pushed her lips apart…

…the shaft slid across her clitoris as it forced itself inside of her body…

…Jackie sucked in her breath, agonizingly keeping herself so that his hard cock was barely inside of her.

…time seemed to stand still…her leg muscles bunched, her arms were ready to help balance her.

Suddenly! Violently! She pushed herself down as hard as she could! “A-H-H-H” Her body exploded! This orgasm always started deeper than a normal climax. The muscles of her vagina were actually pulsating! Intense surges pushed through her!

Dan did not move, this was all about her. He felt her start rocking, knowing it was her way of making the sensations reach their greatest intensity.

It was overpowering! Concentrated and deeply forceful! Taking her breath away. Jackie fell off, landing beside him. Dan was the only man she had ever experienced an orgasm with just from penetration. It was incredible and it happened each first time.

Dan wrapped his arms around her holding her close.

Jackie just concentrated on breathing, still feeling the muscles of her vagina constricting in response to the force exploding though her. She was grateful for the support of his arms around her.

They discovered what had just happened to her the first time they’d had sex. It didn’t happen anymore that night. Even though she still had another orgasm, it wasn’t the same.

A week later they had gotten together and she was a shocked to find it happening to her again. Like before, the rest of their night was really good but as with their first time it didn’t repeat. Whatever the reason, each time they got together and had sex, she would have this experience with him every first time.

Jackie slowly raised herself up so that she could lay across him. Letting her lips close around his now soft penis, she took all of him in her mouth.

She loved to taste herself on him and knew that he liked to see his cock sliding past her lips. Licking all of her juices off of him as he got harder and bigger was an amazing experience. As he got hard, she would let a little out of her mouth. She wasn’t going to finish him off that way, not now anyway but maybe later.

Knowing that she was the one that made his cock hard and the one that made him cum was good for her ego. She liked to be in change for what they did, and right now she was in the mood for her nipples to be sucked some more.

Dan felt her hands pulling him on top of her. Her breasts were calling to him, but first he wanted to kiss her pink lips. He watched her big eyes as she followed him. Pressing his lips to hers, he felt her arms embrace him.

“Um,” a soft moan escaped her. He slid his tongue down her lips, chin and throat, across her breast and placed her nipple in his mouth.

Dan was smart enough to know that some women liked having their nipples sucked on and some did not. Even if she liked it, there might be some days she might not. He had always thought altyazılı sex izle he should find out, not just continue because he wanted to do it. “You okay?”

Jackie held his head to her breast. Dan was the only man she had been with that wanted to know if she was enjoying what they were doing. The others had always been about their own pleasure. That difference was what she couldn’t get enough of.

The feeling of what he was doing wasn’t what would drive her crazy. It was watching him do it. She had orgasmed through just nipple play. “Mm hmm,” she liked the idea of him encouraging her to be honest about what she wanted.

His lips on her nipples felt so good. Dan used a lot of licking all over her breasts as well as sucking her nipples. He made wet trails on her skin as he moved between them and back again.

Dan could play with her breasts for hours. The soft untanned flesh, the delicate pink of her Areola’s surrounding the darker nipples that were now hard as a rock. He would often see her playing with them as his cock slammed in and out of her.

Imagining his hard cock sliding inside of her hot pussy made him want it there.

Jackie felt his tongue slide off of her breast and down her stomach. Her breathing grew faster waiting for it to happen.

Dan paused with his face just barely above her pubic hair. He used his fingers he spread her pussy.

“UMM!” She clawed the sheet in response to his licking her. It felt amazing. He had gotten her off that way many times.

The more he licked the more she squirmed. He started rubbing his finger across her clit as he continued licking.

“Oh yeah …oh yeah…I want you.” She felt him stop and move beside her. He placed his now semi-hard cock near her face. Jackie opened her mouth for him.

He placed the head of his cock to her lips. Dan was hypnotized by the site of it disappearing past those lips. It didn’t take her long to get him hard again.

She felt Dan’s hands under her butt and helped him turn her over on her stomach. When he moved to position himself behind her she raised her butt up by getting on her knees. She needed him in the worst way and she loved doggy style. It was so intense, so animalistic.

He took his hard cock, guided it to her pussy and rubbed the head against her. Her moist pussy soon had his cock head slick.

“Put it in me!”

Dan put his cock in her and pushed it all the way in a little at a time.

“A-h-h…a-h-h…a-h-h,” his hard cock felt so-o-o good inside of her! Placing her hands on the headboard of the bed for balance, she started pushing herself back against him.

Dan started thrusting his cock hard! His pubic hair mashing against her butt.

Jackie shoved herself back at him for each of his thrusts! She wanted him as deep as he could get.

He reached around her and played with her jiggling breasts as he continued to slam his hard cock into her! He was giving her everything he had!

His balls were hitting her clit and it felt unreal! They didn’t do any particular way, just whatever they felt like. It kept their sex life fresh.

She started rocking back and forth with more force, making his cock thrust a little harder and a little deeper. Jackie wanted it as deep as he could go!

Dan was still playing with her breasts as they fucked but he was finally just holding on so they could go at it as hard as she demanded. The heat in her pussy grew hotter…and hotter.

She didn’t know if he was hitting her G-spot or if he was just at an angle that she really liked. It felt terrific! Each thrust of his hard cock into her sent luxurious sensations through her. The next thrust would do the same but that pleasure would collide into the previous.

Pleasure grew and grew and grew. He was slamming himself in her so hard she was being lifted up off of the bed! She screamed as her body exploded in another orgasm!

“AAGGGHHH!!!” Pleasure rocketed all through her! Each of his thrusts continued to create another wave and another!

It was all Dan could do just to keep himself inside of her! She was bucking and moving everywhere!

Slowly, her actions became less violent as the pleasure became less and less. Finally she buried her face in her pillow with her butt still raised up so his cock would stay inside of her. Her breathing was erratic as she let herself calm down.

Dan hadn’t cum yet. He didn’t want to hurt her but he needed to cum! He moved his still hard cock slowly in and out of her steaming hot pussy, waiting for her.

Jackie now felt a pleasant warmth from his cock. She could tell that he was close to getting off. He could have already cum if he hadn’t stopped to make sure she was all right.

Still on her knees, she raised up putting her hands on the headboard. “Don’t move.”

Dan put his hands on her hips to steady himself.

Jackie was in control, a feeling she enjoyed. Besides, when he would hold still so she could do whatever she wanted, it was really sexy.

Dan could feel her pussy muscles grabbing as she moved back and forth ever so slowly. Every single bit of skin on his cock was being milked by her hot body.

His cock slid out all shinny from her body fluids, only to ease back inside of her. It was slow. It was easy. It was amazing!

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If parts of this story seem to start in the middle four stories preceded this one, in temporal order:

Christine. A tale of lust.

Angela. Teased and pleased.

Adrian. A night of torment, or Angela’s revenge.

The dinner. Christine is bound for pleasure.

For North American readers these stories are written in British English so the vocabulary used may be a little different, as are lots of the spellings; we specialise in colour photographs fixed with thiosulphates. So no tushes and fanny refers to the female genitalia; external, internal, or both, dependent upon context. Garter belts are suspenders, bathrooms are commonly loos or toilets especially when they don’t actually contain a bath, johns are bogs, we the British often wee, pee or even ‘spend a penny’ (I’m not too sure what polite North Americans usually do, but Literotica characters definitely piss). If you think anything else could be usefully included in this brief Anglo — North American Dictionary, or if some of it is redundant, please let me know.

Victoria

It started at a school beetle drive. The girls, really a group of single mums — divorced or otherwise — formed a table of eight and, taking advantage of the parallel disco for the children, many drank too much. Victoria and Angela argued: essentially Victoria said she thought that lesbians were disgusting and depraved, Angela first got annoyed and, when Victoria would not let the topic drop, she became angry. “If you were really randy, I bet you could not tell the difference.”

“Bloody well could!” snapped back Victoria, “course you would,” sounding a little less confident this time.

“Bet you couldn’t; money where mouth is.”

“Hey but then I’d have to try…”

“Come on, a couple of little kisses that’s all it’d cost you!”

“What’re we bettin’?”

Christine stepped in, “if you can tell, in a blind tasting, you win my boyfriend for one evening where he will have strict orders to please you in every way that he can; you lose, you spend a night licking Angela’s pussy. But if you bet you have to do as you’re told and it’ll be pretty wild sex. I will promise, however, that it will only be my boyfriend who gets you randy at first. But once you’re well juiced up you’ll be blindfolded and then have to tell us the sex of the person that is exciting you. There’ll be a maximum of eight trials.”

A gasp went round their table, Christine’s boyfriend was a rumour, no one apart from Angela had actually seen him, but still he was held to be young, attractive and very, very capable in bed. It was a while since Victoria had allowed a man in her bed and rather longer since she had found one who took the time to turn her on. “You’re on,” she growled. “Pervert,” she hissed at Angela.

Christine related her plan to me the following evening. She and Angela would bath Victoria, fix her hair, do her nails and a pedicure, wax anything unsightly and make her up. Then I had to do all that I could to make her as randy as possible. At first I protested but she reminded me of our deal. I had, in truth, forgotten our deal: that I would sometimes form a threesome with one of her friends so that Christine could watch us. But I had consented and been paid fully in pleasure, up-front, so the following Saturday was to be altyazılı porno a new adventure for us all.

I arrived at Christine’s front door on the dot of eight o’clock, as planned. A gorgeous woman responded to my ring of the bell, she offered me her hand “I’m Victoria, your date for this evening.”

“Uh, Adrian, pleased to meet you,” I stuttered, ogling my new partner openly. She had long, dark, lustrous hair, china blue eyes, broad, sensuous lips and a pert, snub nose, dusted with freckles. She was slim with relatively broad hips, which I find incredibly sexy, and long slender legs. She was, I guessed, a few years older than me but somewhat younger than Christine and a good deal younger than Angela. She wearing a short pleated skirt over dark stockings and red high heeled shoes, together with a white shimmery, low cut, blouse that emphasised the firmness of her nipples.

“Well you look pretty good yourself.” This brought me back to earth and I followed her inside. “Christine says we’re to go straight upstairs and Angela will join us at nine thirty, are you really going to spend the whole of the next hour and a half on foreplay?”

“Oh yes and if you’re a naughty girl I’ll probably tie you up and carry on for a while longer after that.”

“Then I had better be good, what makes girls bad.”

“They try to tempt me to make love to them, try to stop me teasing them or start begging me to make them come.”

As we entered Christine’s pink bedroom it was Victoria’s turn to goggle, well that room is quite something when you’ve never seen it before. Everything in it is pink: carpet, curtains, bed spread, wall paper, the chair; the only other colour is provided by bits of wood in the furniture and the odd glint of metal, and a lot of these have been painted over with pink gloss.

“We’ll have to take that blouse off you straight away, it’s far too white for in here,” I stated bluntly and began to assist Victoria to shrug off her silky creation. That wrecked my plans, I had decided that I ought to initiate events with a long slow sensuous kiss, but her breasts: oh her breasts just had to be sucked as soon as you saw them. They were small, true, but firm, smooth and milky white with small, tight, slightly brown, areolae encircling hard pink teats. I could not resist them, I began the evening by teasing Victoria’s nipples with my lips and finger nails. Only after this essential preliminary did I get down to work properly: sucking her fingers, kissing her hands and licking her palms. Arms follow and here it’s the crooks of the wrists and elbows that need special attention, finishing with the armpits: at this point her bath is important — to me at least — and the waxing helps too. Neck and shoulders come after arms, then eye lids, nose and finally the mouth, peel her bottom lip down and slide your tongue between her teeth, when she thinks the kiss has ended bite her tongue hard and refuse to let her go: Victoria responded with a passion here, I was clearly doing the right things. Neck and ear lobes follow and, by now, your partner ought to be melting. Adhering to this sort of plan I kissed every inch of her body in a tantalising order; back, then chest and breasts, I removed her stockings and sucked her toes before working slowly up each of her legs, first the left and subsequently the right. The first leg feels good, all those zenci porno different sensations but the second is magic. She now anticipates her reactions because she knows that she will squirm again when you start licking the back of her knee and that her pussy is going to juice even more copiously once the inside of her thigh receives hundreds of little nibbles and this anticipation makes her wetter still. Eventually, once her right inner thigh had been tormented thoroughly, I undressed Victoria completely and set to work licking her buttocks, finally teasing her closed crack with the tip of my tongue; one thing I won’t do is lick an arsehole, it might feel great but… At the end of all this, when you roll the woman onto her front, she should prove to be dripping with anticipation, as Victoria was. But I just spread a towel and rolled her back on to her tummy. I was gratified to hear a small grunt of disappointment at this juncture.

A soothing back and shoulder massage followed, then I stripped naked and began the whole process all over again from the start, but this time taking care to keep brushing Victoria’s skin with my very hard cock. Only at the end of our second session did I actually spread the lips of her sex to deliver a single firm lick to her clitoris, before rolling her over onto her tummy. She exhaled nosily first with excitement then in protest, she was basted, cooked and frustrated. Time for something different. I drizzled baby oil over her buttocks and proceeded to rub it in, firmly but gently. As I massaged her muscular buns I spread their crack a little wider each time, until her buttocks were relaxed and easily separated. Time to dribble oil down the crack of her bottom, place a finger on the small of her back and pull it down firmly between her cheeks until it arrived at her anus. At this point I stopped and simply did nothing except apply very light pressure to that muscular orifice.

“Are you going to finger my bum? Please don’t: I’ve never done… I’m not sure I’d like… Would it hurt?” The sweet smell of success, she was considering fingering her bottom as a possibility after all.

“Would you like me to push a finger in, it’s up to you, you can just try the very tip if you like or I can move on and do something else.”

“God, this is so dirty.” I pressed my finger down a little more firmly, “but it does feel so good. Oh God, what should I say? It’s so disgusting but it feels so sexy.” I pressed ever so slightly harder, “don’t stop now!” I slipped my finger into her posterior, just up to the first knuckle. Then I very slowly slid it out again extracting an involuntary sigh of pleasure. I spent several minutes gently stimulating her anal hole and was rewarded by a series of increasingly lusty moans and grunts of pleasure.

“Did it hurt?” I enquired, as I wiped my finger clean with a pink, damp face-cloth.

“I’m a pervert aren’t I? But, that was so good, especially because it’s such a dirty thing to do. Now just fuck me, shag me silly, I need you inside me right now.”

“Bad girls come in the chair, eventually.”

“What?”

“You’re ready for the chair now, come one come over here. Right, sit low and spread your legs over the arms. That’s it, that’s the way. Now I can lick you stupid,” and I did. I teased her as myself, licking different parts of her fanny to roll aldatma porno her backwards and forwards, away from and toward the brink of orgasm. I teased her as Angela would have, alternating between soft, but agonisingly intense, direct tonguing of her clitty and firmer licking of its surrounds. I teased her as Christine did, moving the focus of attention from spot to spot, using either tongue or fingers, but always leaving her lust unsated. In the end she grabbed my hair and rammed my face into her pussy. I pulled away, “Bad girl, you have to punished for that.”

“What are you going to do?” Victoria asked with a slight nervous tremor in her voice.

“I’m going to tie you to the chair and then simply carry on as if nothing happened.” She made no effort to resist as I bound her, legs akimbo, and her arms well out of my way. “Now you’re helpless: I can do whatever I like to you. I can twist your nipples like this.” I did, I gave them both a sharp tweak applied with a tight grip.

“Ouch!” she protested.

“I can finger your fanny,” I slid two fingers in and tickled her G-spot. She moaned and sighed gently, “you are so wet: you like being helpless don’t you, you dirty little girl. But it’s not just your fanny that is so easy to tease, your bum is my territory now too,” and I slid a finger in and out of her arse a few times eliciting little grunts of delight. “But above all I can lick your fanny endlessly,” and I did: she dribbled sexual juices continuously and her fanny began to quiver and to make quite slurping sounds all by itself. “Test time,” I slipped a blindfold over Victoria’s eyes, she either didn’t notice or didn’t care, she said nothing. I kissed her firmly on the mouth as Angela and Christine crept silently into the room. I worked my tongue slowly down her midline until I reach her belly button and then squatted back on my haunches. Angela slipped between us and began to tease Victoria’s pussy with her tongue. Victoria’s hot little hole now squelched and burped, oozing viscous white lubricant down the crack of her sex and over her bum. When Angela finally pulled back I enquired, “Boy or girl?”

“What!” Victoria’s thoughts’ were clearly somewhere else, “oh, that was you silly you did that to me before; it’s boy of course.”

I took over, alternating between licking her clitty and lapping her juices. Victoria now cried out with frustration.

“Girl… Girl; stop, oh my God, stop. Please stop or let me come. Yes make me come. It’s girl, but please make me come anyway.”

I stopped. Christine took over and Victoria guessed her sex correctly. “Two wrong out of three! You can’t tell, can you?” Christine challenged. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes. Yes, oh yes, please yes,” she nodded her head emphatically too.

“But only Angela is prepared to make you come, she is willing to lick and finger you to orgasm but she won’t because you think that it is disgusting and perverted.”

“Angela please make me come, I’m sorry. I was stupid. I was wrong. Please let me come!” Victoria was really pleading now.

Christine wheeled the full length mirror in front of her, I removed the blindfold, so she could view exactly what was being done to her clearly, and then Angela licked Victoria’s sex and fingered her fanny until she, Victoria, was absolutely spent.

Once she had recovered we tied Angela into the chair and let Victoria make good the loss of her bet. Christine and I retired to the bed and alternated between copulating and watching and just watching Victoria’s rapid progress in learning how to tease Angela. If she though it disgusting and dirty she now hid it very well indeed.

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