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About a month and a half into their relationship, it was David’s birthday. Cara invited herself over to his house to cook him dinner and celebrate. After they had eaten and she had given him his present (an autographed copy of his favorite book), they were sitting on the couch cuddling and watching TV.

Cara sat up. “Oh, I almost forgot,” she said with a sly smile. “Are you ready for part two of your birthday gift?”

David looked at her in confusion. “But you already gave me your gift, didn’t you?”

“This one is…more of an experience.” As she said that, she unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out of his boxers. While gently stroking it, she opened his legs and got down on her knees between them in front of him. As his penis grew in her hands, she leaned over and gave it a soft lick on the tip, where a drop of pre-cum was beginning to form. David moaned.

Putting his hand on her cheek, he said, “You know, you don’t have to do this, just because of what I did.”

She rose briefly to give him a kiss. “I know I don’t have to, and that’s not why I’m doing it. Well, not completely. I want to make you feel as wonderful as you made me feel. And I like doing it.”

Back on her knees, she looked up at him and smiled. He was looking at her with such caring, his eyes slightly wide at the sight of her kneeling in front of him, her hand on his dick. She scanned down his body, taking in his smiling face, his broad shoulders, strong arms, and his penis, hard, wide, thick, and long, standing proudly in the patch of hair. A feeling of desperation flooded over her as she resisted the desire to climb on top of him, put that cock inside of her and slam herself down on it until he filled her completely. But he had given her and taught her so much, and she desperately wanted to return the favor by giving him as much pleasure as he had bestowed upon her. Summoning all of her self-control – today was about him – she forced herself to focus on him.

Fighting the urge to take him all into her mouth, she first licked slowly up and down his shaft, causing him to gasp. She kissed the tip of his dick, then licked it, tasting the pre-cum that was again starting to drip from it. She then placed her mouth over the head of his cock, sucking on it like it was a delicious lollipop and licking the ridge of it, then letting it drop out of her mouth. He groaned in protest, then gasped as she licked and sucked his balls, causing him to shudder.

When she could tell he couldn’t take it anymore, she moved back to his cock, forcing him to catch his breath as she enveloped him with the wetness of her mouth and sucked deep and hard, bringing him as far into her mouth as she could, his cock almost hitting the back of her throat. It had been a long time since she had done this, and she hoped she was still pretty good at it. She continued to slowly suck in and out as he began to writhe and moan in pleasure. Her limited experience came flooding back and she seemed to know the exact moments when to switch from slow to fast and then back to slow again. Her mouth worked his dick up and down, his hand coming down on her head and his fingers gently grasping her hair. The sounds he was making turned her on and she moaned onto his cock, making him go wild.

After a few minutes, she brought her hand up to the base of his shaft and began to move it up and down in time with her sucking. He gasped and moaned louder and louder, trying to keep his hips from thrusting his cock into her throat.

“Shit, Cara, that feels fucking incredible! Oh, god, yes!”

And then, as she felt him getting close to orgasm…she stopped.

He screamed.

“No, don’t stop…don’t stop…please…please!!” he managed to utter between gasps of desperation and need.

Smiling lasciviously and looking him straight in the eye as he begged and pleaded, she slowly placed her mouth back over his penis and sucked in once, slowly and forcefully. Then, all at once, she surprised him by beginning to suck hard and fast, faster than ever before, one hand moving at the base of his shaft, the other playing with his balls. Within seconds Cara could feel he was ready to come.

“Cara, wait…wait…oh, fuck!” he panted his warning. Despite his protests, though, she continued her assault, keeping up the pace with her mouth and hands.

“Oh, shit!” With a loud grunt, his hand pushed her head down onto his dick and she felt the cum fill her mouth. Swallowing as fast as she could, she continued sucking, making sure to milk everything his cock had to give. When she was done, she let him drop from her mouth and smiled up at him as he sat on the couch, his head back, panting.

When he had caught his breath, he leaned down and pulled her up onto his lap, giving her a deep kiss. “Thank you, that was wonderful,” he whispered. Wrapping his arms around her, he hugged her to himself.

“I love you, Cara.”

Cara’s head snapped up and she saw the hopeful look in his eyes, and broke out into a wide smile.

“I love you, too, David. And çanakkale escort happy birthday.”

With that, their lips met again and the lovers drank each other in.

II

“No way, you really did that?” Cara laughed uproariously, turning to David.

“Ok, it was college! We all did stupid shit!” he said defensively, but he was laughing, too.

They were out to dinner with David’s best friend Josh and his wife Ally. Josh had been regaling Cara with embarrassing stories of David, and they were laughing so hard they were near tears.

“Who knew you were such a troublemaker?” Cara teased, looking at him with a mixture of humor and affection.

“You’re lucky Cara met you at such a mature, responsible age,” Josh ribbed David. “A woman like her wouldn’t have given you a second look back then.”

Cara blushed at the compliment and gave David’s hand a squeeze.

“He’s right, you know.” David looked at Cara. “I wouldn’t have stood a chance with you.” Cara blushed a deeper red.

“Oh, I doubt it,” she replied wryly. “I wasn’t exactly at my best in college, either.”

“I don’t think anyone is,” Ally guffawed. “But it sure does make for some interesting stories!”

“Here’s to interesting stories!” Josh raised a glass.

“Here, here!” they all joined in, clinking wine glasses.

Cara felt a wonderful warmth in this company. David’s friends were starting to become her friends, and she didn’t remember ever feeling this happy. At that moment, Josh and Ally spied some people they knew at the restaurant entrance, and went over to say hello.

Cara turned to David and gave him a deep kiss. “Thank you,” she said simply.

“For what?”

“For…bringing some life into my life,” she replied.

David’s face broke into a beaming smile and she kissed him again, this time letting her tongue flick into his mouth briefly. He uttered a quiet moan.

“Now look what you’ve done,” he complained.

Cara looked down at his growing erection and giggled. “Sorry.”

“No, you’re not!” David laughed.

Cara chuckled. “No, you’re right. I’m really not.”

Giving her a loving look, David pulled her into a hug.

When Josh and Ally returned to the table, Cara excused herself to go to the restroom. Coming back to the table, she felt a frisson of anticipation at what she was about to do. Sitting back down next to David, she grabbed his hand and deposited the item she had been carrying – her panties, which she had removed in the bathroom. The feeling of being naked under her skirt was absolutely delicious. She looked slyly over at David and watched his expression turn from confusion to surprise to lust. Making sure they were covered by the tablecloth, he surreptitiously ran his hand up her thigh and brushed against her mound. Cara gasped quietly. She was glad she had worn a dark skirt because she could feel herself becoming wet.

Cara and David spent the rest of the dinner teasing each other with little touches under the table, their desire simmering under the surface as they laughed and made conversation. Finally, dinner was over and, after the hugs and goodbyes, they got into David’s car so he could give her a ride home.

As soon as the car doors slammed, David grabbed her and pulled her in for a rough kiss. “You,” he breathed, “are in so much trouble!”

Cara burst out laughing. “Oh, did you like that?”

Kissing her again, David plunged his hand under her skirt, to find her pussy soaking wet. He groaned loudly.

“Shit, Cara! You’re gonna make me fuck you right here!”

Cara laughed again. “You better drive, my friend.”

Reluctantly, David started the car and they drove in comfortable silence, until Cara reached over into his lap and began to gently stroke his cock under his pants.

“Oh, god!” he exclaimed. “You’d better stop, or I’m going to have to pull over.”

Primly, Cara put her hands back in her lap. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said with a smirk. “I wasn’t doing anything.”

“You better be careful, or you’re gonna get it.”

“Oh, yeah?” Cara asked, her eyebrows raised. “What, exactly, is it that I’m going to get?” She reached over to stroke him again. “Would it be this cock?” Cara loved teasing him, but the truth was that she was as hungry for him as he was for her.

David let out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan. “Fuck,” he muttered.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Cara teased.

David shook his head. “You just wait until my hands are free.”

At this point, they were pulling up in the parking lot in front of Cara’s building.

“I don’t suppose you’d like to come up?” she innocently asked, with a sly smile.

“Well, what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t walk you to your door?” David answered laughingly.

They walked to the elevator as fast as they could, laughing and trying to keep their hands to themselves.

Bursting through the door of Cara’s apartment, giving Sophie a cursory hello, they made their turkiyeninmasasi.com way to her bedroom and tumbled onto her bed, never breaking their kiss. David’s hand found its way back up Cara’s skirt, his fingers beginning to thrum over her clit. Gasping, she took her mouth off of his long enough to pull his shirt off, throwing it to the side, then ran her hands over his chest, and a quiet moan escaped him. Impatiently, he pulled upward on her shirt, stripping it off of her. Her bra quickly followed. Giving him a sultry look, Cara scooted back up the bed, lying down with her head on the pillow and outstretching her arms, beckoning David to join her. He moved swiftly to her, lowering himself down on top of her.

They kissed passionately, their tongues swirling together, penetrating each other’s mouths with insistence. David began slowly sliding his hand back up her thigh, but Cara couldn’t wait much longer. Reaching down and unbuckling his belt, she pushed down his pants and boxers to reveal his erect cock. Wrapping her hand around it, she made David jerk and gasp as he tried to free his legs from the pants, while she started to stroke slowly up and down. Rid of his pants, he reached behind her to unzip her skirt, and pulled it off of her in one swift motion. He began to make his way down her body, but she stopped him.

“No, don’t. I need you in me, right now,” she said desperately.

Wordlessly, he moved back up, positioned himself on his forearms and buried himself to the hilt in her in one forceful thrust. They moaned in unison and he crushed her lips with his. He pulled himself out almost completely, making Cara whimper at the emptiness. She wrapped her legs around him, her feet on his ass, trying to urge him back in. Slowly, resisting her efforts, he pushed his way back inside her. He continued his slow, deliberate thrusts as Cara writhed under him, trying to speed him up. His pubic bone was hitting her clit with every thrust, and the torture of the slow fucking was driving her crazy.

“Please,” she moaned. “Faster. Fuck me harder.”

Her words seemed to break his concentration and he could no longer keep his lust in check. He rammed himself into her over and over, with such intensity that he lifted her bottom of off the bed every time, hitting her cervix and causing her to let out a scream. She clawed at his back, making him moan every time her nails scraped his skin. The mixture of pain and pleasure she felt was driving her to her peak. It didn’t take very long for her to feel the warmth spreading through her, and she cried out as the orgasm overtook her.

“Fuck! David! Yes!” she yelled out.

The sound of her screaming his name as she came must have been too much for David, because, with a deep growl, he thrust into her one last time and sprayed her pussy walls with his hot cum, causing her to let out another cry.

“Yes! Fuck, I love when you cum inside of me!”

David grunted as he collapsed on top of her, and she tightened her grip on him, their chests heaving together. When they caught their breath, David rolled off of her to lay at her side, Cara letting out a gasp as his dick pulled out of her. He pressed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply.

“God, I love you, Cara.”

“Me or the sex?” asked Cara with a wry smile.

David gave her a stern look, but she could see a smile pulling at his lips.

“I fucking love the sex,” David clarified. “But I love you more.”

“I love you, too, David,” Cara replied. “And the sex, too.” She laughed.

She turned around and let David pull her into him, his hand on her breast. She pushed her ass into his dick, and he moaned quietly.

“Can you stay?” she asked.

“Mmm-hmmm,” David nodded.

“Good.”

In the safety and warmth of his arms, Cara drifted off.

When she woke up the next morning, David was still asleep, right up against her. Gently lifting his arm off of her, making sure not to disturb him, she padded to the bathroom. When she was done freshening up, she quietly made her way back to the bedroom, stopping to admire the form of her lover sleeping in her bed. Her eyes fell on his morning hardness, and she smiled as an idea formed in her mind.

Carefully getting back on the bed, she positioned herself next to him, her face in front of his dick. She started by placing soft kisses up and down his shaft, causing him to stir and mumble something in his sleep. Slowly, she took his thick head in her mouth, sucking on it and swirling her tongue around. She brought her hands to the base of his cock, twisting gently. David’s head snapped up off the pillow.

“What the…” His words trailed off when he saw her. She looked up at him and smiled around his dick, then took in the rest of him, her tongue continuing to work around the head and the shaft, causing David’s hips to buck.

“Holy…” He gasped.

Bringing her hand up to play with his balls, she continued moving her mouth up and down his cock, varying the speed to keep him guessing. She moaned, the vibrations making David jerk. He began thrusting his hips in time with the movements of her mouth. Cara put one hand on his ass, urging him to fuck her mouth harder. He complied, moaning with every thrust as Cara sucked faster. She felt him tense, and with a “Fuck, Cara!” he bathed her mouth and throat in his cum, Cara swallowing furiously. When he was done, she let his cock drop, eliciting a groan, and licked him clean. She smiled up at him.

“Cara, that was…that was…” He seemed to be at a loss for words, breathing heavily.

“I’m going to go take poor Sophie on a walk. She’s well overdue.” She bounced off the bed, leaving him speechless.

III

A few weeks later, they were hanging out with Josh and Ally again, this time at David’s house, talking about a college friend he recently had lunch with.

“Yeah,” Josh was saying, looking at David, “we stopped hanging out with her for a long time after you guys broke up.”

Cara tried to hide her surprise. “How long did you guys date?” she asked, struggling to appear nonchalant.

“Maybe six months,” David replied, seeming not to notice her discomfort.

Cara seethed at the news. She spent the rest of the evening attempting to mask her anger and hurt and act normally. When Josh and Ally finally left, she stood up to clear away the wine glasses, not looking at David.

“What’s the matter? You were so quiet today,” he inquired with a confused look.

Cara looked up, her pain and fury written all over her face. She had never been good at hiding her emotions, least of all when she was upset. David seemed taken aback by the intensity of her expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asked again.

“She was your ex? You had lunch with your ex and didn’t tell me?”

“Oh, that.”

“You told me she was a friend from college,” Cara sputtered.

“Well, she was, I mean…”

Cara looked at him in disbelief.

David sighed. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have had lunch with my ex. But I promise, nothing happened.”

“That’s not what this is about!” Cara yelled in frustration. “It’s not the fact that you had lunch with your ex, David! I wouldn’t have cared about that! It’s the fact that you lied to me about it!”

Comprehension finally flooded David’s features. He stood speechless.

“What was the one thing I asked you when we started dating?” Cara cried.

David’s shoulders sagged. “To never lie to you. But I didn’t want to upset you…”

“Didn’t I tell you I’d rather hear the truth, no matter how painful?!” Cara interrupted.

“Yeah, you did, but I just didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”

Cara stormed from the living room into the bedroom, sitting on David’s bed, tears streaming down her cheeks. The sting of her failed engagement and the revelation that her fiancé had been lying to her about…well, almost everything…had haunted her all of these years, leaving her unable to really trust. She had known she was going to have to learn how to again if she was going to move forward with her life, and she had taken the chance with David. Now, she wasn’t sure it had been the right decision.

She heard David come in the room and sit next to her. Cara jumped up, not wanting to be so close to him.

“Look,” he said, “it was a long time ago, and we barely dated.”

“Did you fuck her?”

David didn’t reply.

“Did. You. Fuck. Her.” Cara repeated.

He nodded.

“Then you fucking dated!”

She stood there, looking at him, while an internal battle raged as she tried to fight the desire to disappear and never have to feel this way again.

“Please don’t run,” he said, reading her mind. “I know I fucked up. I’m sorry.”

“I have to go,” Cara whispered, turning to leave.

“Wait,” he said, grabbing her arm. “Don’t do this.”

She whirled on him. “And what’s that?” she snapped.

Recoiling at the rage in her eyes, David dropped her arm. “Don’t give up on us. Please. I know I let you down. But you know this is real.”

Silently, Cara once again turned to leave. This time, he pulled her back on the bed, landing on top of her to keep her from going anywhere.

“Get the fuck off of me,” she seethed, struggling to free herself. He pinned her arms at her sides.

“No. Not until you hear me out. I know this was stupid. It was a mistake. I would never intentionally hurt you, Cara. I love you. I know you know that. I’m not going to let you walk out of here and out of my life. I promise I won’t keep anything from you again.”

Cara felt herself soften under him, his words slowly dissipating her fury. Maybe it was wrong, maybe she shouldn’t, but she chose to believe him.

“You really hurt me,” she sniffled.

He let her arms go and rolled off, laying down next to her.

“I know. I fucked up. I’m so sorry.”

He put his arm around her and pulled her into him.

“I’m so sorry,” he murmured, sprinkling soft kisses from the corner of her eye, down her cheek and neck, and back up.

In spite of herself, Cara sighed with pleasure.

“Now, how can I make it up to you?” David asked.

“I’m sure you can think of something,” said Cara, a bit of a twinkle returning to her eye.

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Naughty Naomi Ch. 08

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If you’d have described Naomi Green’s current life to her 18 months ago, she’d have disbelieved you. She’d also have been secretly horny. But Naomi’s days of secret horniness were behind her. Her lover, Christina Holloway, knew every filthy, perverted fantasy that crossed her secretary’s mind. And, as their relationship grew over time, she’d helped her indulge them all and added a few new ones herself. Every twisted, dirty thought the two had, they shared. And both had inventively kinky minds, with specific peccadilloes that they always wanted to enjoy – Christina would never get bored of thrashing Naomi’s bottom and Naomi would never tire of using her knickers as a toilet – but they also had new ideas pop into their dirty imaginations from time to time.

So it was on Saturday morning. Christina was still dozing when Naomi woke up. Carefully, so as not to disturb the beautiful redhead in bed with her, Naomi snuggled herself up against Christina, wrapping one leg around her. Christina slept in white, silk pyjamas, while Naomi favoured a simple tank top and the panties that she’d been wearing during the day, even if they’d been soaked with her pee (though she’d change them if she’d filled them with poo). Hugging closer, their curvy bodies pressing together, Naomi gently kissed and nibbled at Christina’s ear until the older woman woke up. She smiled and stretched, kissing the brunette on the lips.

“Good morning, you,” she whispered. “How are we this morning?”

Naomi bit her lip and smiled and Christina wasn’t at all surprise as she felt a warm, wet patch suddenly develop on her thigh as her young lover deliberately pissed in their bed. The beautiful women kissed as they hugged in the increasing puddle, rubbing their voluptuous bodies together, flesh sliding over wet silk and cotton. Christina squeezed Naomi’s soft bottom, pulling her lover close as they both ground into the soaked sheets.

“So bad, so dirty,” whispered Christina between kisses. “You need a naughty girl spanking.” Naomi didn’t feign resistance as Christina slipped out from under her and pulled at Naomi’s knickers, dragging the sodden garment down her legs. She gazed up at the dominant redhead whose urine-covered pyjamas were clinging to her curves. She opened her mouth to say something but Christina took the opportunity to gag her girlfriend by shoving the pissed-in knickers into her mouth. The wet cotton filled Naomi’s mouth and the strong taste of her morning piss was powerful.

Christina then shoved Naomi’s face down into the wet bed, rubbing her nose and cheeks in the pool of fresh piss. Pulling her hips so Naomi’s bottom was raised, Christina drew back her arm and delivered a stinging smack to the younger girl’s round bottom. And another. And another. As spank after spank cracked down onto the rapidly reddening cheeks and Naomi’s face was rubbed in her pee, both women could feel the hot, wet passion between their legs.

As she spanked her, Christina spoke. “You know, you dirty slut, I was thinking earlier this week. I keep getting hot when I think about you sucking those boys in the toilets. I want to whore you out to them, and watch them fuck you and use you. I think I’ll arrange that.” She didn’t tell her lover that she’d already arranged that, and quite literally. She’d tracked the guys down and charged them £50 each to come to their house and use Naomi this evening. All the while she spoke she was slapping Naomi’s ass, mesmerised as the chubby cheeks flattened and swirled under the impacts. She could hear Naomi’s muffled sobbing as the pain suffused her bottom and the tops of her thighs. “Yes, tonight you’re going to get some cock, like a dirty bitch like you should from time to time.”

Passion over took them, and the next twenty minutes was lost in a frenzied, wet maelstrom of licking and sucking and tongues and fingers and pussy.

As they lay in the soiled bed later, Naomi looked at Christina. She bit her lip and her eyes still sparkled with tears. “I’ve been thinking about doing some things too,” she said. “Do you think that you could get Chloe to come over this afternoon?”

***

“Hi Miss Holloway; Hi Naomi!” At 19-years old, Chloe Edwards was the youngest of the three women in the room. Her hair was a striking, natural ginger and her clear, blue eyes, pale skin and cheeky smile attracted lots of boys, but in her fantasies what was mainly happening was her bottom being soundly thrashed by her headmistress. Her body was a slim, shapely 32B-24-34, with a full, pert bottom. Only 5’3″, she was also the shortest in the room, especially in her stocking feet. Although it was a weekend, as requested she’d come over in her school uniform, but had taken off her shoes on the way in.

“Thanks for coming, Chloe,” answered Naomi. “Christina…I mean, Miss Holloway, will explain why we asked you over.” Chloe was aware of the relationship between the two women, so she smiled and nodded at Naomi, her eyes flicking over the woman she knew as the school secretary. Naomi was slightly taller, standing antalya escort 5′ 4.5″, also just in socks as she too was wearing the school’s uniform, though the blouse and short skirt were stretched indecently over her 32F-27-38 body. Her eyes were also blue, and her long, brown hair fell in unruly tumbles around her open, pretty face and down over her shoulders.

The final person in the room now became the focus of both girls. Returning their stare with her own blue eyes, Christina Holloway looked imperious. Her copper hair was styled in a glamorous way that accentuated her flawless face. She would have looked down on both girls anyway, standing 5′ 8″, but the 4″ heels she wore with her smart, business suit took her to 6′. The suit itself was expensive and well cut to show her voluptuous 30F-30-39 figure.

“So, Chloe, I think rather than an explanation, I have a question for you. Naomi has asked for something particularly filthy today, and it involves you. You’ve seen us together so you know the sort of things that involves. Now, I can guarantee you that, if you stay, your bottom will get the exact sort of treatment that you crave. So, would you like to stay and play without knowing the details?”

Chloe considered this. The last time she’d been with both of them, she’d been beaten with a belt whilst licking Naomi’s pussy through peed in knickers. Whatever Naomi had in mind was clearly more perverted than that. The teenager felt her pussy getting hotter and wetter and grinned as she nodded. “Count me in, miss.”

Nodding, Christina walked behind the desk and opened a drawer. “Well, it’ll involve these,” she said, and placed a cane, a riding crop, some rope and a large, double-ended dildo on the desktop. “And the basic outline is this – we’re going to use and abuse Naomi until we can’t think of anything else to do to her. Literally, whatever you want to do with her, you can do it. Nothing is off limits. And I’ll make sure your fat, little bottom gets what it needs, too. Now, shall we?”

Before either of the younger girls could act, Christina suddenly slapped Naomi across her face, rocking her head to the side and making her gasp. “You dirty slut!” she hissed at her. “You want me and Chloe to treat you like the dirty whore that you are? Well, we will. Get down on your knees.”

Naomi sank to her knees, sitting on her haunches and looking up at her lover and the redhead teenager. Christina reached out and Chloe took her hand, allowing herself to be pulled in close to the teacher she fantasised about. They locked eyes. “Naomi, you remember when you were concerned that there was more between me and Chloe than just dealing with her naughty behaviour? Well, there wasn’t. But she is…very…pretty.” Lowering her face to Chloe’s, the two kissed deeply, while Naomi sat on the floor looking dejected.

Christina pulled the teen against her, crushing her into her huge, soft tits as her hands squeezed Chloe’s bottom. They kissed passionately for several moments, but Christina broke the embrace and pushed Chloe face forward across the desk. The teen immediately adopted a familiar pose, arching her lower back to offer her bottom up for expected punishment whilst spreading her legs. Rather than spanking her, Christina stroked Chloe’s pussy, feeling how wet with excitement she already was. Pulling the gusset of Chloe’s school knickers aside, Christina slipped two fingers straight into her student.

Chloe moaned as Christina finger-fucked her and, feeling sulky and ignored, Naomi also slipped her own hand inside her knickers and started to stroke herself. “One thing that Naomi did ask for,” said Christina, still fingering Chloe’s wet pussy, “was that we were filthy from the start.” So saying, she pulled her fingers out and started to tease Chloe’s tight, pink arsehole. Using her pussy juice as a lubricant, she stroked and pressed a finger into Chloe’s ass, moving it slowly in and out as Chloe gasped. A second and third finger followed as she got Chloe used to having something in her ass. The teenager moaned and writhed on the desk, but made no attempt to escape. And Naomi watched, rapt.

After a few minutes, Christina reached for the dildo. Slowly, carefully, she started to work it in, stretching Chloe’s hole further and making the teenager groan as she felt the unusual experience of a large, fake cock pushing into her anal passage. She felt so full as more of it was shoved in. Once it was in as far as it would go, Christina started to slowly move it in and out, fucking Chloe’s arse. At the same time, she used her other hand to start fingering Chloe again, stroking her clit with her thumb as she worked three fingers in and out of the young girl’s cunt.

Chloe could not long resist. As the fingers worked her pussy and the dildo was driven into her ass with increasing vigour, she moaned and cried out as she came, sagging forward across the desk. Christina gave her a moment, then pulled the dildo slowly out of Chloe’s stretched hole. She looked at the rubber cock, streaked artvin escort with traces of shit from Chloe’s ass and grinned. She looked down at Naomi, who was still playing with herself on her knees. “Open wide,” Christina instructed. Naomi did as she was told and opened her mouth wide, realising what was going to happen.

Without preamble, Christina put the dildo into Naomi’s mouth. Immediately Naomi’s senses were assaulted with the earthy taste of Chloe’s ass, and her nipples hardened as her filthy instincts rejoiced. She closed her lips around the fake cock, slurping at it, sucking the taste of Chloe’s shit into her mouth. But Christina didn’t want a simple, clean sucking, and she pushed the dildo deep into her mouth, right to the back of her throat. Naomi coughed and gagged, doing her best to relax her throat and take the dildo deep. However, she was not as experienced at sucking cock as she was at eating pussy, and as the dildo was shoved almost to her tonsils she gagged again, pulled back frantically and, coughing and choking, was sick all over herself, slimy streams of spit and bile running out of her mouth to stain and soak her schoolgirl blouse.

Grimacing, Christina wiped her hand across Naomi’s sick-coated chest and smeared the mess across Naomi’s face, before taking a fistful of her hair and dragging her young lover forward, before pushing her face against Chloe’s ass. “Now, dirty girl, eat Chloe’s arsehole!” she commanded. This wasn’t the sort of thing that Naomi needed asking twice to do, and she eagerly pushed her sick-smeared face between Chloe’s cheeks and extended her tongue to lick and prod at the recently-fucked hole. Chloe pushed back, pressing her bottom into Naomi’s face as the curvy brunette rimmed her.

Naomi slurped hungrily, loving the taste of the redheaded teenager’s ass as her tongue burrowed as deep as she could get it. Chloe moaned and then gasped and spoke up. “Wait, no, stop, I think when you fucked me..I mean, I need to go to the toilet.”

“That’s ok, Chloe,” purred Christina. “You can go in her mouth. Naomi is a dirty little toilet.”

“Really?” Chloe was shocked but knew that she’d been warned that today would be filthy. “But that’s disgusting. I don’t think I can do that.” Instantly, Christina pulled Naomi away from Chloe’s ass and pushed her back onto her haunches. Then, turning back to the girl over the desk, delivered a flurry of stinging slaps to the upturned bottom.

“You don’t get to think, you little slut,” she yelled, walloping Chloe’s rapidly pinkening cheeks. “You were told to come her and be dirty and you’ll be as dirty as I tell you to be.” Taking a fistful of Chloe’s ginger hair, she pulled her to her feet and turned her to look at Naomi. “See, look at that dirty slut. She’s on her knees, covered in her own vomit and waiting to eat your shit. That’s the sort of slut I want here. Naomi will do anything I want, and if you want to play, you’ll do the same!”

Shocked, the teenager looked at Naomi. The curvy brunette was on her knees, gazing up at the two redheads. As Christina said, she was covered in streamers of sick, the gooey mess all over the front of her blouse and coating her deep cleavage.

“And she really wants…wants me to poo in her mouth?”

“Yes,” Christina answered. “But that’s not relevant. I want you to do it!” She pushed Chloe back, face down across the desk, and hauled Naomi back into her former position, face pressed between Chloe’s warm cheeks.

Again Naomi started to probe at Chloe’s asshole with her tongue, eagerly licking and slurping, spit dripping off her chin and wetting the teen’s thighs. Chloe was freaked out and uptight, but she was also horny and, crucially, she really needed to have a shit. She tried to ignore the fact that a sexy slut was rimmimg her and that she was in an unusual position and tried to concentrate on her physical need. Breathing deeply, she relaxed and started to squeeze. At the same time, Christina stood behind Naomi, straddling her and pulling the gusset of her panties to one side so she could stroke and finger her own pussy as she watched the two younger girls.

A groan from Chloe signalled that the day was about to get filthier. Her body trembled and then a soft, sticky piece of shit squeezed out of her ass and directly into Naomi’s open, waiting mouth. The foul substance covered her teeth and filled her cheeks, and as as she tried to swallow she gagged and threw up again, a noxious mix of bile, spit and shit bursting out of her mouth and all over Chloe’s bottom. The lump of poo rolled down Naomi’s chest and stuck absurdly in her cleavage, oozing between her heavy boobs.

Undeterred by being sick, Naomi quickly fixed her filthy face back to Chloe’s bottom as a second chunk of shit started to slip out. This time, the brunette was more accustomed to the intense flavour and controlled herself as she took the shit into her mouth and started to slowly chew, moving the horrid mess all over her mouth with her tongue. As this happened, Christina beylikdüzü escort smiled wickedly and started to piss, her yellow stream gushing all over Naomi’s hair and shoulders and back, soaking her clothes and covering the shit-eater in pee. Droplets splashed and ran down Christina’s round thighs, wetting her stockings, but most of it soaked her young lover.

Naomi’s fingers were buried in her pussy as she masturbated in a frenzy, delighting to the taste of shit in her mouth and the feel of her lover’s piss spraying over her. As she pooed, Chloe also started to pee, her golden flow wetting her knickers and spraying over the desk she was bent over and pooling on the floor, spreading into a puddle between her feet and under Naomi’s knees.

Finishing shitting, Chloe stood and turned around. She’d known what was going on behind her, but she was still taken aback by the state of Naomi. The 23-year old was on her knees in a pool of piss, both Chloe’s and Christina’s. Her clothes were soaked and filthy, covered in sick and piss and shit. She had Chloe’s poo smeared on her lips and filling her cheeks, as well as a turd between her big, soft tits. Christina was just finishing pissing, the last drops falling into Naomi’s hair. This grotesque tableau made Chloe feel queasy, and then the smell and reality of the situation hit her. She had shit on Naomi. Into her mouth. And the dirty slut was eating it. There was only one outcome.

With a lurch, unable to cover her mouth, the redheaded teenager spewed all over Naomi. A mouthful of slimy, watery sick surged out of her, pouring all over Naomi’s face and tits.She sagged back against the desk, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She was appalled to see that Naomi was still wanking, one hand a blur over her pussy, the other squeezing her tits, tweaking her nipples and smearing shit all over her cleavage.

Chloe was torn. She could feel her mind roiling. She was revolted. But she was horny. She wanted to be a part of this disgusting relationship. She desperately wanted to feel Christina’s hand on her bottom, wanted to be bruised and sore. And something about the complete, filthy abandon of Naomi’s actions called to her too. Her pussy was soaking into her knickers which were also damp with her pee and slightly stained with poop where they’d moved back across her well-fucked asshole. Her nipples throbbed. This kink was what she wanted. To get regular spankings from Christina, she’d happily degrade herself with any filth that Naomi wanted from her.

Tentatively, Chloe reached down and took hold of Naomi’s tits, feeling their heavy weight in the pee-soaked bra and shirt. Then, swallowing down her revulsion, she ran her hands over the soft flesh, smearing and wiping her own shit over Naomi’s breasts and clothes. Christina was pleased to see Chloe getting involved. She watched the teen grope her lovers scat-covered boobs for a minute or so until she saw Naomi cum, then intervened.

“Both of you, get up,” she commanded. However, she didn’t wait, and grabbed a fistful of Naomi’s hair, using it to haul her to her feet. She then pushed the messy girl on her back on the desk, head resting there, bum hanging off the edge.

Chloe had regained her feet and looked on, expectantly. Christina seized her arm and manoeuvred her into position, bent at the waist, face pressed against the brunette’s panty-covered pussy, back arched to present her bottom.

“Now, Chloe, after shitting right into poor Naomi’s mouth, you can make it up to her by licking her pussy through her knickers – and you best not stop licking until I tell you. Meanwhile, you’ll get what you want, too.”

Reluctantly, Chloe nuzzled her face into Naomi’s crotch, running her tongue firmly up the front of the cotton knickers which were soggy from Naomi cumming in them. She could taste the secretary’s pussy, and focused on licking and pressing as if the material wasn’t in the way.

Her concentration was broken and her face jolted forward to press more firmly into Naomi’s pussy when, preceded by a whistling ‘swoooosh’, Christina whipped a crook-handled cane across Chloe’s round bottom. The impact indented the soft cheeks, which sprang back into shape with a white line across both that quickly became an angry red. Chloe grunted at the pain, but immediately felt her pussy react and redoubled her focus on tonguing Naomi. Christina slowly counted to five, then slashed the cane down again, laying a second stripe, neatly just below the first. Another slow count, another vicious cut with the cane, another red tramline on Chloe’s inviting bottom.

For her own part, Naomi was still delirious. She was coated in slimy vomit – her own and Chloe’s. Her tits and shirt were covered in Chloe’s shit, which she’d also taken into her mouth, chewed and swallowed. She was soaked in piss – Chloe’s and Christina’s. And now Chloe was working at her pussy whilst, from the sound of things, receiving a thorough and unforgiving caning. She had also heard and understood Christina’s instruction to the teenage redhead. Pulling her shirt open, Naomi scooped her large boobs out of her bra and squashed and massaged the sticky mess of sick and shit into them, pinching her rock-hard nipples as she enjoyed the feel of Chloe’s tongue against her pussy. And she relaxed.

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As Linda turned her car into the drive she noticed that instead of one decorator’s van parked outside the house there were three, something that struck her as odd specially as it was 6.00pm and they normally packed up at 5.30. Also David’s car was not there and he usually got home from work an hour before she did.

They were having four rooms redecorated in the house (including the spare bedroom which was the scene of her messy initiation and which had never been finished) and the decorators were on to the third at the moment and well ahead of schedule.

Opening the front door she walked through and then on to the lounge to find Joe and Tom, the two men who had done all the work so far, sitting and talking to four others. Joe owned and ran the small decorating firm and had been recommended to them by DH who had used them before. He was about thirty five along with three of the other men and two looked much younger.

As she entered they all stood up and moved across the room forming a circle around her. Slightly perturbed by this she asked what was going on and whether David was in.

“Well he did come in about half an hour ago” said Joe “and we talked about how things were progressing. I asked him whether, as we are half way through, he could pay us half the money as agreed. He said no as he was a bit short on bonus this month and could we wait for a week or two.”

“Well” Tom joined in, “then we showed him this photo that we found behind the sideboard when we moved it and thought maybe we could negotiate something with him.” and he showed Linda the photo.

It was a copy of the original photo taken by Phyllis upstairs in the back bedroom, of a near naked Linda hands tied above her head, mouth taped over and being groped by several hands, the owners of which could not be seen. Linda remembered that she and David had a copy as a memento but it had disappeared some while ago and must have fallen down behind the sideboard.

“So David told us all about it and everything that has happened to you after your friends threatened to put it on the village website but relented subject to your…er… co-operation and so we thought along similar lines. David said that you would be home soon and that we should speak to you about it. Then he went out again. So you are alone here with us!”

As Tom finished speaking, she felt the back of her skirt being lifted up and a voice said “Yep, as he said, suspenders and stockings!”

She turned around quickly but the culprit, whoever he was, had let go and all she saw were three cherubic faces grinning at her.

“I could pay you now” said Linda.

“That is what we are hoping” said Tom.

“No, in cash” she replied.

“Bit too late for that” he said “now we’ve seen the photo and David has told us what you have been doing.”

After a moments pause, Linda said “There’s no way out of this, is there? I can’t appeal to your better nature, I suppose?”

“Haven’t got one” came the reply.

“O.K.” she sighed ” as there looks like no alternative, what do you want me to do?”

“Well we have two new guys here, Darren and Steve,” said Joe “After David had left I thought that we could treat this as a training session so I phoned everyone to come over. Tom, myself, Tony and Bill could give them a demonstration on how to prepare and carry out a proper sequence of decorating.”

“All you have to do is to be good and do as you are told.” said Joe.

“Right boys, when you are getting ready to decorate a room what is the first thing you need to do? Tom can you show us?”

“Well, I always mix the paste first because then you can let it stand and thicken up.” said Tom and taking a bucket he poured in a generous amount of wallpaper paste powder and then some water.

“Then stir to a good consistency” he continued and taking a short wooden stick he stirred vigorously. Linda looked on wondering what was to happen to the bucket of paste when it was mixed.

“Eventually it gets to what I call knicker dropping thick” (now she knew) “and fortunately, today, I can demonstrate exactly what I mean like this. Now, Linda if you wouldn’t mind just slipping out of your skirt…”

Linda reached round to the zip at the side of her skirt and slowly pulled it down and undone and giving Tom a nervous smile let the skirt fall to the floor stepping out of it.

“Now if you could just hold out the front of your panties for me.” said Tom and he turned to Darren and Steve.

“It must not flow too freely like water.” he added and tipped his bucket towards the inviting target.

“It must be thick enough to flow only slowly.”

As he said this the freshly mixed paste oozed over the lip of the bucket. Linda closed her eyes and grimaced as a large dollop of the cold slimy paste oozed into the inviting receptacle.

“You must always use enough” said Tom and carried on pouring until it reached the waistband of Linda’s panties.

“You must make sure that all surfaces are covered and now I need your help Bill, if you would just pull out the kocaeli escort back of her panties as well, please.” he said and Bill moved behind her and the process was repeated into the back of her panties.

Putting down the bucket he went on “Then you must ensure that the paste is worked into every corner” he said and massaged the front of her panties (while Bill similarly worked on her bottom) and easing her thighs apart, worked the paste between her legs.

“Now Darren and Steve would you like to come here and to show you have been watching carefully just demonstrate the spreading process. You will probably get a better feel for it from inside.”

Darren and Steve slipped their hands into Linda’s panties and began to work the paste into every nook and cranny they could find. Meanwhile Linda had to bite her lip and clench her fists to stop trembling too much as fingers poked and prodded around in her underwear.

“OK that looks alright” said Tom “now we can let that stand and get on with other preparation. Can either of you tell me which coat of paint we put on first?”

“Undercoat and primer,” called out Darren. “Good” said Tom “come here and you can help me with that.”

“Linda, could you undo your top two blouse buttons please?” he said and then rolled the collar over.

“Right Darren, open up that 4 litre tin of undercoat and I will watch you apply it. Right above her head now please.”

Darren tipped the tin and 4 litres of grey undercoat poured out over Linda’s head.

“Make sure of complete coverage” said Tom and Darren moved the tin to ad fro above Linda.

The sticky paint flowed over her head plastering her hair to her forehead, covering her face and neck and running over her blouse. Some found it’s way inside her blouse and onto her breasts. As there was so much, it carried on running down her legs and started pooling around her feet.

“Very good” said Tom and Bill. “Now next we need to check the surfaces we are going to paint and select which colour we want to use as a topcoat, so we need to get a good look at the paint areas. As we are papering a feature wall we must not disturb the paste bucket at this time. So I suggest that you get rid of all loose top coverings before you continue.”

Despite everything being covered in undercoat, Linda’s blouse was quickly removed, leaving her in just her underwear, a nicely matched set of bra and panties (which were still full of wallpaper paste). Where the undercoat had run under her blouse, her bra and her midriff were streaked in paint.

“OK” said Bill “what do we need to do next before applying topcoats?”

“Make sure the surface is perfectly smooth.” said Steve.

“Correct and what do we need to do to check that?”

“Take everything off?” asked Steve.

“Yes” came the reply “but as with all this work, don’t rush.”

So over the next few minutes, Linda was slowly completely stripped of bra, suspender belt and stockings then, using her bra,her hands were tied behind her back.

Bill added,”O.K., now we can check the surface for smoothness.”

So six pairs of hands started running over Linda’s body. The still wet undercoat covering her head and shoulders made the inspection a bit messy.

They decided that her upper body and breasts after much deliberation and fondling,( which both the men and Linda quite enjoyed) was fine but that something needed to be done about her pubic regions as the hair would spoil the paint finish.

“I’m afraid that will have to be smoothed out, ” said Bill “any suggestions?”

“We could shave her.” said Steve. “Good idea.” Bill replied.

Although the thought of having her pubic area shaved by complete strangers was quite undignified Linda realised that she could not stop them so she decided not to protest.

“How strong is that pastetable?” asked Bill.

“Strong enough.” came the answer, she was untied and lifted onto the table. They found a roll of cable left around by the electricians doing the re-wiring, cut four lengths and with a man at each wrist and ankle, she was spreadeagled and tied to the table legs.

“Darren, go to the bathroom and find a razor and some shaving cream,” he said “David should have some up there.”

Darren came back empty handed.

“I am sorry but I could not find the shaving things but I did find this” he said and with a big grin on his face he held up a leg waxing kit “it’s the kind with the tape which you rip off” he added.

At this Linda blanched, it was painful enough on her legs but between them?

“No, please don’t” she said but she knew that it was useless to protest.

Soon the first strip was applied then yanked off accompanied by loud squeals from her then the second strip was applied and removed equally as quickly accompanied again by even louder squeals and more protest all six of the men has a turn with the waxing strip and when they were all finished she felt totally humiliated and vulnerable.

When they had finished they all ran their hands over the kocaeliescort.biz newly shorn area and voiced their opinion as to the smoothness. Some of the hands then started wandering over her body probing between her legs, fondling her breasts and tweaking her nipples Linda closed her eyes and felt the hands move over her body.

As her tension mounted she started to move in response until she could hold out no longer and the men were treated to seeing her having an orgasm on the table before them. She strained and wriggled against her bonds but to no avail until at last with a gasp she slumped down.

When she had finished Bill suggested applying some aftershave and Darren passed him a bottle of David’s he had found in the bathroom cabinet. Bill upended the bottle and poured it liberally over her. Linda gasped as the after shave stung her newly shaved pubic area.

“That’s the trouble with cheap aftershaves” he said” they do sting a lot,but we may as well finish it all” and with that he emptied the entire bottle onto her groin.

She was then released, roughly hauled upright and her hands retied behind her although she still a bit in shock and was not quite aware for a few minutes of what was going on.

“That’s fine, now we need to choose the colour of the topcoat. I suggest trials of different colours,” said Bill.

“But liberally applied.” added Joe “all the better to make your choice. You go first Steve. I suggest you use the same method as Darren earlier.”

“I rather like this yellow,” Steve said and opening a 2 litre can held it over Linda’s head and upended it.

The paint flowed over her body dripping off the end of her fully erect nipples, over her belly and thighs.

“Make sure that it is brushed out evenly.” said Joe giving Steve a 2 inch paintbrush.

So Steve diligently brushed the paint into her bottom, over her stomach and her newly shaved groin.

Next was Tom who selected a blue gloss and artily painted a spiral pattern round Linda’s left breast ending at her nipple, which he gave a little flick for luck.

Not to be outdone in the arty stakes Bill decorated her other breast in a bright orange sunburst with the centre on her nipple again.

Joe went last. He led Linda over to the pastetable and bent her over it face down.

“Never forget,” he said “just because you cannot see some places they cannot be ignored.”

So saying he took a brushful of white gloss paint and spreading her legs applied it vigorously.

Linda squirmed, she was enjoying this but had an idea that things had not finished yet.

Joe hauled her upright again.

“Almost finished now,” he said “we just need to check for any bits which may need finishing off, you know re-sticking or something like that. I always use this Uni Bond impact adhesive.”

He opened the tin of thick white adhesive and gave it a good stir.

“The best way to use it is to apply generously,” he added and filling a paint brush sploshed a generous coating to Linda’s bare breasts and stomach.

“Now to show how versatile this is……” he said and poured a puddle of it onto the paste table. He then bent Linda over the paste table so that her breasts and stomach , which had adhesive on them, were pressed firmly against the glue covered surface. Realising that this would place her in an extremely vulnerable position, Linda tried to wriggle and struggle but Joe asked two of the others to come and help him and the three of them held her down firmly for about 5 minutes.

“OK that should do it” he said and let go. They had stuck her across the table with her head overhanging one edge and her bottom, the other.

Linda tried to move but found that she was stuck firmly to the table, making it impossible for her.

“Don’t worry,” said Tom “I have a bottle of solvent here.” and he placed it on the mantelpiece on the other side of the room.” David can use it later.”

Linda was now stuck face down on the table, totally naked and with her hands tied. She was completely defenceless.

“Well, it looks like I am at your mercy” she said “not that I expect any! What do you want to do to me now?”

Joe just smiled.

“This is where the filling in bit comes,” he said “as there are two ends to fill perhaps Tom can help me with a demonstration on one of them while I do the other and then we can let the trainees have a go!” The two positioned themselves either side of the table.

“Now be a good girl and open wide!” they said at the same time and as she was a naughty girl she did as she was told!

(I will leave the next half an hour to your imagination!)

Some time later the men heard a car draw up outside.

“That must be David” said Joe, “time for us to go, there’s just one more finishing touch. Tom, how much paste is left in that bucket?”

“About two thirds full” Tom replied “those knickers were so small they couldn’t hold much.”

“OK” said Joe ” where are they?” and after Tom had passed them over he stuffed them in Linda’s mouth.

“OK now for the bucket give it here.”

With that and knowing David would be in soon so ho could remove it, he jammed the bucket over Linda’s head and twisted it slowly round. At the same time, Tom picked up a 4 inch paintbrush, which unfortunately for Linda had a long, round handle, tapering off at the end and wiping some wallpaper paste on to the handle to make it slippery, turned it around in his hand and ignoring the muffled squeals of protest coming from the bucket and using a screwing motion, slowly inserted the handle as far as it would go into her bottom so that it stood out like a tail. Following Tom;s lead, Darren took a broom, which was leaning against the wall and parting her legs, inserted the handle into her vagina (so Linda had another indignity of having foreign bodies inserted into both her orifices simultaneously) for about 6 inches 😯 😯 . Joe then took out his phone and took a picture of the much abused Linda for future possible use 😉 .

“That’s filled all three now” he said. As they left, the men each gave her a slap on her bottom.

“Goodbye, hope to see you again sometime soon!”

Just as they went to open the front door, David came in.

“Thanks for that” said Joe “consider THIS HALF of the bill paid. Perhaps we can make a similar arrangement when we finish everything?!” and he gave David a huge grin.

“Don’t see why not”said David “saves us some money!”

David entered the living room.The sight of his naked, helpless wife covered in multi coloured layers of paint, hands tied behind her back, bent face down over a table, with her head inside a bucket of wallpaper paste and a paintbrush and a broom inserted into her had an instant effect on his groin. She had obviously just been used totally as a sex object.

“Come in here,guys” he called and IO JW JP and DH followed him in.

“Very erotic” said IO “but hadn’t you better pull that bucket off?”

David had been so transfixed that he hadn’t thought of that, but quickly went over to Linda, removed the bucket wiped the paste from her face and removed her panties from her mouth.

Linda coughed and spluttered a bit, then raised her head and looked at him with a grin on her face.

“You naughty boy, you set me up again, didn’t you and whatever they have inserted up my arse and inside me, they are jolly uncomfortable! Could you PLEASE remove them!” she said.

“I don’t know what you mean.” he replied (pointedly ignoring her remark about the paintbrush and the broomhandle )

“By the way,I just happened to bump into the guys in Sainsburys while I was out doing a bit of shopping” he added “and I hope you don’t mind but I invited them back for a nightcap and then we met Graham outside and said he could pop in later”

Linda looked behind David and saw the gang JP, DH, JW and IOR.

“So what did you buy?” she asked warily.

“Oh you know, this and that.” said David “a couple of pies, some rice pudding, custard and the guys bought a few things as well.”

The helpless and unlucky Linda realised then that she was in for even more messy treatment and this was confirmed as David, after emptying his carrier bag out, took hold of a deep Bannoffee Cream pie and pushed it into her face, rubbing it round and round. This was followed by a carton of custard poured over her head and rubbed into her hair. Not to be left out the rest joined in and soon Linda was having pies smacked on her bottom, between her legs, eggs broken on her and was finally covered in a liberal coating of syrup and jam.

The doorbell rang, Graham had Rory with him, who looked to have grown bigger and heavier in the last three months, along with another Wolfhound.

“Hi,” he said grinning “I’m looking after Rory’s brother Bryn as well for the week and he would pine if I left him on his own indoors so I hope you don’t mind me bringing him along.”

“Well the more the merrier” said David looking at Linda “as she is I think the two would make a lovely pair of bookends don’t you? Although I will have to remove these first.”

The broom slid out quite easily but the brush was more stubborn he pulled on the handle but it did not move.

“I am afraid I may to push it in a bit more first before it can be pulled out” he said “as it appears to be stuck.”

So to accompanying squeals from Linda he pushed and twisted but to no avail.

“Here, let me have a go “said Ian but his tugs and twists only elicited more squeals and he had no more luck.

“Maybe we could try to dislodge it by smacking her bum” said David “all of you come over here and help me. ”

So all six men crowded around Linda’s bottom and proceeded to slap it as hard as they could until her cheeks glowed but again this only elicited more squeals from the unfortunate Linda and no actual loosening of the brush.(In fact the smacking went on when this had become obvious but they were all, except Linda, enjoying it too much to stop!).

I think you will need a drop of lubricant” Ian said to David.

“OK there is some oil in the garage that I recently drained off” came the reply. “It’s on the workbench if you would like to go and get” IO left the room but soon returned carefully carrying a tin tray full of engine oil.

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Coffee shops are the new bars. Everyone goes to them, everyone has a preference for their lattes, skinny or not, their cappuccinos, americanos or whatever takes their fancy. Decked out in a number of styles, from the dated to the modern and urban chic, these are a thriving business as the rest of the high street evolves from retail, retail, retail and nothing but.

Yet why would this be of interest?

To put it simply, because of the staff. Generally young, often attractive, usually warm and welcoming, a joy to behold and interact with. The only drawback is you have to drink coffee. Or tea. Or some herbal infusion of leaves and water. However, that applies to most of us and it’s jolly nice to take meetings in such places as you get to meet these lovelies and, if it’s your regular, on a frequent basis.

I go to one in particular. Not because its coffee is any better, not because its nearer, but because of one member of staff. Jo is your typical, early 20s bright young thing with an easy smile and a great manner. This place is right across the street from my office so convenient as anything and I started going there pretty much when we moved in.

Let me help paint a picture. Urban, bare brick walls, industrial, dark brown wooden and metal furniture, a bar and coffee machine. In the day, cool place for coffee, the evening alcohol and simple but good food. Need any more to visualise? Something tells me you want to know more about Jo.

I noticed her immediately. About 5’9”, blonde hair cut in a rough bob to just below her ears, no piercings and a sexy, rather than pretty face. This wasn’t what I noticed first but it was a relief when I saw it. No, it was her ass. Not tiny, not this massive, disproportioned size that seems popular these days, but just right. Round and looked pretty firm. This sat atop what appeared to be a great pair of legs, fit and long. How did I reach this almost instant conclusion? Jeans that weren’t painted on but fitted tight. Divine.

It wouldn’t be fair to exclude her tits. Staring at her ass could be disguised as looking past for ideas during meetings, besides, she wouldn’t notice. But her tits. To stare would be rude but it was nigh on impossible not to. I’d guess a 34C, bordering on D. High, perky and shapely. She didn’t wear tight tops but she didn’t need to. She also walked with a grace and a straight back that accentuated her athleticism. I was in lust. Typically clad in black jeans and a dark t-shirt, her body was there but not screaming for attention.

That changed when the summer arrived but thank the good Lord for sunglasses. Off went the jeans and on came denim skirts, cut to a couple of inches below her ass. Strappy tops augmented the look and the mercy of the sunnies allowed a slightly longer inspection.

This all sounds like I am a dirty old man just perving at someone looking good. It may be the truth but I wanted to give you a good idea of what I lusted after. Besides, what would ever happen? I was at least two decades older than her, not trendy, not cool and possibly the only saving grace was that I went there with my two colleagues who were both older and in worse shape. So I thought she talked to me out of preference and nothing more.

I used to go there about once every couple of weeks when she was working. Even if she didn’t serve us, a smile and a hello was offered. We were regulars, it was only natural. Still, it was nice to watch her out of the corner of my eye. We had had a few brief chats when she’d served us, joking diyarbakır escort that we were the new regulars, that we should know each other’s names, that they would know what we wanted, that we hoped we didn’t put off other customers. My, how funny we thought we were.

To be honest, I didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about her, just that when I went in for a coffee, she was on my mind.

Christmas came round and the incessant round of parties and fun. Our offices are in a trendy part of town so there was a lot of cheer going on around that time. Meetings in the afternoon could descend into more and often we’d find ourselves in bars around the area, chatting up clients or being feted by suppliers. Good times and all part of doing business.

One night we’d actually decided to stay out as a senior team and ended up in a few places around the office. Feeling good and wandering nearby, we knew there was but one or two drinks left before it was time to go home and try and sleep enough. As luck would have it, we noticed her place was open so we popped in. The owner came over, full of smiles and cheer and told us it was their Christmas party, it was closed but since we were such regulars we were welcome to stay for a drink or two. We smiled, thanked him and ordered.

Inevitably we got chatting to the staff. We knew them by face and little more so we found out lots as they were happy with booze. I could see Jo there, just laughing and chatting to others and I wanted to chat to her. I found myself in a long chat with one of the staff about his holiday plans and then suddenly she was there, leaning on his shoulder, one ankle over the other, smiling quizzically and holding a glass with something swirling between the ice cubes.

She teased him about boring me with his stories and he laughed and said he needed another drink. He offered us, we looked at each other and just shook our heads. As he left, I started chatting to Jo, trying to find out more in a light manner. Her eyes didn’t seem to leave me, even reflecting her drink as she raised it to her lips. I was enjoying it enormously and then a colleague came over, thankfully not too leeringly, and told us that the party was winding up and that they might go on to another place with the staff. We were welcome to join them and I seemed incapable of dragging my eyes away from Jo’s face whilst pretending to listen.

Pretty soon the place closed up and we found ourselves on the sidewalk. There were about twelve of us there and, for some reason, all quite close, debating where to go. I was at the edge, thinking whether I should stay or go and then I felt someone press softly up against my back before pulling away. I turned round, expecting a colleague, and it was Jo, hair falling from one side over an eye, looking at me, asking what I wanted to do.

Now I just thought she was drunk, like me. I grinned and said I was probably off home. She made a moue and shrugged her shoulders, never breaking gaze.

I’ve said I was about two decades older than her, I’ve said I just looked at her for fun but now I was finally getting some hints. Was this girl into me? Why? No, scratch that last one, if I thought like that, I would mess this up. Let’s see, I thought.

I said I might have to go back to the office to check on some stuff. Lame, right? But I just couldn’t think of anything else. I told her I’d be there in about three minutes and happy to show her corporate world at its finest, if of interest. She rolled her eyes diyarbakiranalatik.com and said that she might, then moved off to chat to the others.

That’s it, I thought but decided to go to the office just in case.

It seemed the rest had decided to go to a club and were waiting for Ubers. My colleagues were joking and laughing with them so I excused myself and wandered off to the back entrance of our offices. I felt a bit of a chump but I was also a bit fuzzy.

Our offices are pretty simple, two main rooms, no reception, open plan and then a boardroom which also serves as our display suite. Expensive furniture, high end AV equipment – the usual score for a small firm doing well.

After about five minutes, there’s a knock at the door. I couldn’t believe it, but there she was. She looked a little demure but I ushered her in and laughed, a bit nervously. Offering her the grand tour, semi jokingly, she wandered next to me, hands clasped behind her ass, tits pressing up, as she pretended to look interested. All of 15 seconds later, we were in the boardroom.

My back was to the table as I was trying to show off the AV system. She was nodding but just looking at me and was moving closer. I realised I was an idiot, standing there with a remote in one hand and her in my personal space.

She smelled more than alluring and I could feel the blood rushing to my cock. She placed a hand on her hip and raised her eyebrows. For Christ’s sake, I thought, stop being a fool.

So I leant towards her, our lips met. I heard the word finally from her before we were kissing. I still had the remote in my hand but our mouths were getting more passionate. I placed it down on the table and put my hands on her waist. Her hands came to my chest and the kissing picked up in pace. Soon our tongues were battling and I could feel her pressing her whole body against me.

I felt myself grinding into her groin and my hands snaked round and cupped her ass. She had on one of her short skirts and one of my hands dropped and found its way under the material to cup her buttock. I had been right all along – this girl had a firm ass. I used it to pull her tighter to me and felt her push in even harder.

This wasn’t going to be a long, languorous session of making love. This was a post-party passion fest and I wanted it. I spun her round and her ass was against the table. I pushed her with my hands on her waist and she slid back on the polished service, her legs dangling forward.

I put my hands on her thighs and drew back from kissing her. Looking into her eyes, I dropped to my knees. She was looking down at me and leant back resting on her hands, not before tousling my hair. Her legs parted and I pulled her towards the edge of the table.

Before me was these gorgeous legs, meeting with a triangle of white panties at the top. I lowered my head, pressed my face against her and inhaled deeply. I heard her breathing deepen and I reached under her ass and gripped the panties to pull them off. She shuffled up and down on either buttock to release them and then they were down and gone.

I stared briefly at her pussy, cropped but not clean shaven, a hint of dew glistening at her slit. I wanted this. Now.

Again I pressed my face to her and licked her slit from back to front, once with the tip of my tongue but then I couldn’t resist and dove in. I could hear her gasp as I started and then felt her hand on the back of my head, gripping my hair as I went to town. I wanted to taste, drink, eat the whole of this sweet, nectar factory before me. It was glorious, soft, wet, gentle, moving, hot, delicious – you name it, it was all of these and more. The world could have ended then and I would have been happy.

I was exploring all of her pussy with my tongue, alternating between licking, driving it in and then coming up to suck on her clit. She was grinding against me and her movements were speeding up. She leant back with both hands on the table to support her and drove her pussy into my face. I could tell she was near.

Suddenly, she sat up and grasped my head with both hands, clamping her legs against my cheeks. I could hear guttural noises from her and felt the shudders of her body as she moved against me. Three or four major shakes ravaged through her as she rode the waves and then there were about eight to ten smaller ones.

Her hands dropped from my head and her thighs relaxed as she dropped back and lay down on the table. I took a huge breath and stood up, smiling down at her.

Her hair was tousled, her thighs still slightly parted, her chest heaving she looked at me and half smiled. She sat up, kissed me deeply and I could feel her hands reaching for my belt. She made short work of it and then my jeans were unbuttoned. She gently lowered my zipper and then she hurriedly shucked them off my ass. My shorts caught on my cock, she leaned back, giggled a bit and looked down to do it right. Softly lifting the elastic over the head of my cock she wrapped a hand around it and gave it a few gentle tugs.

I could see the thumb of that hand stroke up and then rub my precum across the swollen end. My head dropped back as this felt exquisite.

I knew I wanted to fuck her right now.

I placed one hands on her thigh and with the other, I lifted her chin. As we kissed I moved closer and felt her legs part. I moved my hand to my cock and held it pointing at her pussy. She broke the kiss off and lay back on the table, one hand under her head. Never had I seen something so fuckable.

I stroked her pussy a couple of times with the head of my cock and saw her eyes droop as her body gently shuddered. I pushed in the tip and felt her exhale while groaning softly and then I carried on pushing in.

It felt glorious. She felt tight and wet. I knew this wouldn’t be long but I needed it. I grabbed her hips and started to fuck. She was moving back and forth against me and I was not really waiting to build up the pace.

Pretty soon I was driving hard into her, she was grunting with each stroke and I could feel my climax building. I could hear some animal sounds which I worked out must only be from me but I didn’t care. This was a fast fuck and I was ready.

She reached down with her hands and gripped my ass. I couldn’t get out if I wanted and so continued to drive. My balls were tingling and I could feel the surge of cum roaring up my cock. It exploded from me and I felt the squirts exploding into her. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was almost a perfect ‘O’ as I filled her. Her body was shuddering beneath mine and I knew she was matching me in rapture.

I was buried in her, my cock was twitching at the end of my orgasm and she was lying there breathing heavily. I slowly pulled my cock out and I could see final bits of cum leaking from the end. She sat up, reached down and licked the cum off my cock. I nearly came again.

As I put my cock back in my pants, she shuffled off the table and adjusted her skirt, looking around for her panties. After putting them on, she came to me and kissed me.

She had her hands on my shoulders and leaned back slightly from my face. “I want to do that again but not on a table. You around over the weekend?”

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For six months I’ve lived in this apartment. It’s the last one down the walkway, a two-bedroom number… allowing me to have an extra room for my music. I’ll never go pro with it, but passion is something that doesn’t follow reality.

And since I haven’t had a neighbor since I’ve moved in, I’ve had complete privacy to partake in my weed.

Then, all of a sudden, things changed. A new neighbor moved in next to me and she had a kid. My stomach sank at the thought of hearing a kid screaming all day and Nickelonian blasting through the too-thin walls.

But, in a shocking discovery, the kid was okay. And since she worked a long shift from early morning to early night.. and he was in school, I found I still had my privacy.

Like clockwork, I could hear her car start, and her apartment door close… 7 am sharp. It was when I’d reach for some weed and start my day. I love getting high early in the morning.

I went to the get my mail and upon returning, I saw a woman carrying groceries in Mary’s apartment. The woman saw me and smiled and said hello. She was Mary’s mother, Sandy. She was in her late 40’s… medium height, great curves.

But she had an amazing smile and an ass that kept my attention as she spoke. I was so high, I couldn’t really keep up with her in the conversation but from what I could get, she was going to be staying with Mary three days a week to help her get adjusted with the new job.

She asked me if I had some eggs she could borrow to make some breakfast and I told her I cooked for a living, come on over for some food. She accepted the invite and I ran into my apartment to spray it with Glade… and I shut my bedroom door. Just as I did, Sandy aksaray escort was knocking on my door.

She had on a cotton full length dress, cut a bit low in the front. All I had on was a pair of soft grey shorts. Nothing else. I love wearing as little as possible when I’m high. And I work hard on my abs… I should show them off. I walked to the kitchen and she followed.

I made us a couple of omelets and some fresh-squeezed orange juice. We spoke about a lot, but nothing of her daughter. I didn’t mind at all. I was interested in Sandy, not her daughter.

I was checking her out as she sat down to eat. She’s about 5’3″, short black hair cut around her ears, green eyes that look right through you, full lips and very porcelain skin. She had a large set of breasts and as she sat down, her dress opened a bit and I got a clear view of her right breast.

Sandy was divorced now for a good three months. She thought it was a good time to spend with her daughter to help get her mind off things.

As I turned to give her some juice, I caught her looking at my ass. She smiled and gave an embarrassing shrug and I laughed back. Sandy then asked me if I was going to share any of the weed she smelled.

I laughed and told her to wait. I rolled a few, a big one for us and some smaller ones to take with her next door. We smoked the big one and we sat on the couch listening to music. We were both fried and relaxed. I then noticed the huge hardon in my shorts… pushing the material up. I got so turned on by letting it do it’s thing.

Sandy then got up and said she was going back next door. She thanked me for the breakfast and I stood up, my cock still pushing 68aksarayspor.com outwards… and she hugged me. A good, long hug. Then she left. I thought I probably gave her too much to deal with and I felt bad.

But a few minutes later, I’m passing my studio when I hear what sounds like crying. I walked up to the wall and listened. The walls between our apartments are paper-thin.. and I wondered if Sandy knew this. Because what I thought was sobbing quickly became moans. Long… soft… breathless moans. Whatever Sandy was doing in there, she was very into it.

Her breath would stutter as she got louder. It was hot. Knowing she was on the other side of this paper-thin wall, fully nude, fingering her cunt. Getting herself off. Such a raw image.

I stepped out of my shorts, my cock raging upwards, past my belly button. Thick blue veins run up the shaft to the purple, swollen head. It’s fully smooth, no hair anywhere. I got my oils out and leaned by back against the wall where she was loudest. I poured the massage oil down my shaft and lightly gripped it. MmmMMMmm… things are gonna get nasty here.

I began a slow pump, taking time to squeeze the head as I reached the top. It caused me to let out a loud gasp and I noticed she got quiet instantly. Did she know I could hear her..? Was she too embarrassed to continue..?

I decided to continue with my fun. I held my hand still and moved my hips to fuck my hand. I started breathing harder and my groans and throbs got very loud. I wanted her to hear me. Every sound. Every thought… as I began talking nasty to myself.

Then I heard her moan again. Softly.

I faced the wall, beating my cock off, telling her every detail of what I was doing. How fast I was jacking off, how tight I was gripping my cock, everything. She began breathing and moaning loud… and I could hear the bed hitting the wall.

“Come in here and cum on me.” I heard her say. “Hurry… get in here, the door is unlocked..”

I went to my door, walked out, then turned the knob to her door. It opened, to my relief. I walked in and announced my arrival from the living room. She moaned a long, loud groan from her room down the hall.

When I got to her room, she was on all fours facing me on the bed. She was fingering herself with her right hand as she opened her mouth for me. I walked right to her and slid my cock into her mouth. Her fingering quickened the more she sucked my cock and soon she gripped my cock with her teeth and came hard and long.

She then flipped onto her back and told me to cum on her. Make it nasty. She continued to masturbate the whole time. I stood over her, talking so fucking dirty as I jacked off over her.

Her eyes grew wide and she had this maniacal smile on her face and she got closer to another orgasm. I called her every name you can call a whore and she rode her orgasm for a good couple of minutes. Now it was my turn.

I shoot an insane amount of cum. I can give off a good ten or twelve thick white creamy rounds. They go everywhere and a woman can look like a mime when I’m done with her.

I fired them off all over her face, neck and chest. She was drenched in cum… eyes shut tight, mouth open, cum in her mouth as well. Her hand though, never stopped teasing her clit and as she felt the cum run down her body, she rubbed her clit fiercely until she came in a huge wave of pleasure.

I see Sandy three times a week. I’ve fucked her in the ass and we’ve done it on the side of the road. And also done it in a dressing room.

More to cum.

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My Wife’s Hot Cousin Ch. 16-17

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This is two hot short chapters combined.

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I figured this was new to all of us, and Devyn had no problem saying what he wanted, hell actually just taking what he wanted, like in the boat this afternoon, so I pulled off of Aaron’s cock and said, “Hey Devyn, don’t cum yet, I want to fuck that gorgeous butt of yours too!”

That brought Devyn to a quick halt! I thought for a minute that pissed him off or crossed some kind of line that I didn’t know existed, and then with a bit of fear in his voice, he said, “Well uhm, I don’t know about that, I mean…I”ve only been fucked twice, and Jason has a nice cock, but it’s nowhere as big as what you two guys are packing!”

I couldn’t see Aaron’s face since I’d put his half hard cock back into my mouth, but he said, “Holy fuck, Jason is who’s been fucking you!”

Well, you have to remember that Devyn’s cock was still balls deep in me, so it’s no surprise that there was a couple of second lag before Devyn realized what he had revealed, and he said, “Well yeah, but I’ve fucked him too…Oh Shit! We promised each other that we’d never tell anyone about each other! Fuck!”

Aaron started laughing, and I got caught up in he, and had to expel his semi hard cock out of my throat before I choked and finally caught my breath and said, “Shit Devyn, you have almost a foot of cock buried in my ass, and you just fucked my boyfri…well my man, and you’re worried about us telling anyone about you having sex with Jason?”

Aaron had leaned back on his haunches and I didn’t miss the twinkle in his eyes at my stumbling over what to call him. He stopped laughing long enough to say, “Come on Devyn, I won’t tell your wife about you fucking us if you won’t tell mine!”

Devyn said, “Well yeah, there’s that too! But we swore an oath to each other, and I’ve broken it!”

“We understand, but he’ll never know it sivas escort from us, so don’t worry about it.”

Devyn seemed to relax a bit after that but soon slid his huge cock out of me. “I kind of want that too, but I don’t know if I could take it, Kyle, I’m just not certain.”

Aaron reassured him saying, “This stud is good Devyn, he’ll slide into you slow and smooth and has a way of fucking that just keeps making me want more, you’re gonna be fine…hell, you’re going to love it!”

Aaron and I did the best we could to prep Devyn’s butt. We licked and slowly fingered until he was moaning and moving against us. After a while, I had Devyn face down and butt up. I was running my cock up and down his deep crack feeling the thicket of wiry hair and loved when I slid across his smooth slick hole.

I lined up with it and told him when he was ready to push back against me. He already knew to take deep breaths and sooner than I imagined I was about halfway into him, and it was all from his own effort. Finally, he let out a long deep moan and I slowly lowered my body down onto his tight muscular form and slowly slid the rest of my cock inside of him.

That brought a long deep moan from Devyn and I just laid still on top of him. I could feel his tight muscular form and his large round muscle butt beneath me. He gave me the go ahead and slowly started stroking in and out of him. He was tight and just the difference between his body and Aaron’s was amazing.

When I knew that he was really doing well I got him up on his hands and knees and Aaron moved in front of him. Now Devyn was rocking back and forth on my cock in back and Aaron’s in front. There was no sound except muffled moans and Devyn moving back an forth between us.

Aaron and I were kissing and playing with each other’s nipples and then he got an evil grin on his face and https://sivashabersitesi.com he moved away from Devyn and came up behind me and soon slid into me. It was awesome feeling my cock buried in Devyn and Aaron’s cock buried in me.

Devyn said how good it felt and was working his butt up and down my hard cock and Aaron was working his cock in and out of me, I just stayed in the middle and threw my head back. I had to stop them because I was going to cum.

Aaron suggested that we switch it up. I knew he wanted to get inside of Devyn and I couldn’t blame him. Soon Aaron lined up and slid into Devyn and after taking a few minutes of watching that I slid into Aaron, and we started our movements again.

After a while we worked into every combination we could come up with between three men who enjoyed topping and bottoming. One of my favorites was where Aaron and I were sixty-nining and Devyn was moving from one us to the other fucking us while we were deep throating each other’s cocks!

Devyn flopped over on his back and I took advantage of the position and climbed on top of him and slid his large cock inside of me. Aaron moved between his legs and raised them and slid into Aaron. I leaned over and kissed Devyn as he fucked me from below. He moaned loudly as Aaron slid into him.

It was an amazing feeling. Then I felt Aaron moving behind me and I felt a strange sensation as he pressed his cock against my hole next to Devyn’s!

Chap 17

I wasn’t sure what Aaron was going for, at least at first! Then I figured it out and I said, “Whoa buddy, that’s a hot idea but I’ve got a fairly new hole here! I don’t know if that’s a good idea!”

“I know Stud, but the thought just hit me, let’s give it a try if it doesn’t work, we won’t do it, but then I want you to try it on me, okay?”

“Okay you perv, let’s give it a try, but I can’t imagine those two huge cocks going into my hole at the same time.”

Devyn said, “Hey I have an idea!”

He reached over to the nightstand and opened a drawer, and grabbed a couple of things. Then grabbed the bong and handed it to me. I fired it up and took a big hit. He handed a bottle to Aaron and said, “Here you try this lube, it’s slicker than spit and precum.”

Then he handed a small brown bottle to me and said, “Hold it to your nose and inhale, it won’t hurt you and it will make your ass feel amazing!”

I reluctantly did as told. I felt cool liquid running down my crack. I inhaled from the bottle and felt my head swirl, I leaned my chest down against Devyn’s and he pulled my face to his and kissed me. I felt a pressure and suddenly Aaron’s cock lurched into me!

I hollered “Holy Fuck!” but it didn’t really hurt, it just kind of surprised me! Aaron grunted and Devyn groaned. Aaron kept his cock still inside of me but leaned down onto my back. We were all three panting. Devyn asked if I was okay, and I nodded yes.

Aaron said, “Fuck Stud this is so fucking hot, you sure you’re okay?” I again nodded. He did what he does so well and started kissing my shoulder, then neck and finally ear as Devyn again started kissing me deeply.

I know with having two huge cocks buried in my hole, you may find this hard to believe, but the thing that was holding my attention was being sandwiched between these two hot, hairy, sexy muscle men! It was as if I was enveloped in the epitome of hot masculine maleness! The taunt muscles, the soft man hair, the sweat, and the amazing aromas raising off all three of our bodies. The scent was almost as heady as whatever was in the little brown bottle.

Aaron’s mouth was at my ear, licking and lightly chewing, I broke my kiss with Devyn to look at him as best as I could. Aaron had this dreamy look on his face, smiled and said, “I realize this may not seem like the perfect moment to say this Kyle, but I am not only in awe of what you’re doing, but I’m in total incredible fuck lust love with you!”

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The first time I ever did anything with a guy was at my friend Kate’s new year’s eve party shortly after my 18th birthday. It wasn’t a big do; more a friends and family thing with her parents inviting their friends from the village and Kate inviting whichever of her friends were still around and not off at uni, working or travelling the world.

Kate was a couple of years older than me as were most of her friends. I had known her best friend Sarah since primary school, who was now a free spirited twenty year old back for the holidays from university. I also knew a girl from my train to school, Jodie, who was slightly younger than me, and her brother, Steve, who everyone knew as ‘Spike’ because of his untidy black hair, who was my own age.

Spike looked a bit of an emo kid, because he was naturally pale with very dark hair, but he was into upbeat stuff like ska and punk music and was cheery verging on hyperactive to match. He was quite a bit shorter than me (I was just over six foot, though not lanky), his slight body usually lost in baggy jeans and hooded sweatshirts with his favourite bands’ names across the front.

For a small village in the middle of nowhere it was a pretty eventful party. I got there about seven and Jodie was already pretty drunk, trying to keep up with the older students and adults milling around. There was some decent food and I got stuck into a plate of stew, chilling out in a corner with Spike and Sarah and helping them work through a stash of beers.

About nine Kate led us younger people out to her garage, where we had access to a well stocked fridge and a load of old furniture including a pool table, a few sofas and some beanbags. Spike stuck a Reel Big Fish album on the stereo and Sarah broke out the weed and started rolling spliffs. I noticed Jodie hadn’t made it in with us, but then Spike challenged me to a fastest pint contest and after that the first passed-round joint of the night found me and I got distracted.

Three quarters of an hour later I needed a piss so I got up from my beanbag (where Spike, the loser of the fastest pint competition was sprawled with a joint glowing in one corner of his mouth) and followed some half-hearted directions from a stoned Sarah to the upstairs loo. Leaving the garage I was in a long stone corridor that ran down one side of Kate’s converted farmhouse, a long line of wooden doors to my right leading into other rooms of the house. The sound of adult voices, laughter and music spilled along with cracks of light under the first two, from there they were dark. The back stairs up to the landing with the loo were at the end of the corridor and I ran my fingers along the rough brick to my left as I felt my way through the darkness.

I froze when I heard the moan. It was very soft, definitely a girl’s voice, coming from near the end of the corridor. I paused, listening for it again, willing myself not to breath. There it was again; slightly louder this time, with an urgent note to it. A thrill went through me- half fear, half arousal- and I felt my cock thicken in my jeans. I was already light-headed from the weed, and it made me brave. I padded forward, my rubber-soled Converse not making any noise on the stone floor. A bead of sweat left my hairline, slowly running down the side of my face.

The back stairs were deep in shadow, but I could make out a faint green glow coming round the frame of the end-most door opposite them, which was open. As I got closer I heard the moan again. This time I recognized a single word, ‘Yes’, hissed in a frantic whisper between clenched teeth. I could hear other noises too now… fabric caught and rubbing together, heavy breathing, a repetitive wet, stroking sound. I stuck to the shadows on the left side of the corridor, skulking back into the cover of the darkened stairwell as soon as I could. A few, careful steps up the stairs and I crouched down, able to look in through the door while staying hidden from anyone inside.

I was looking into a small utility room, with shelves cluttered with household junk on both sides and a washer and dryer side by side at the end of it under a high window. One of the glow sticks Kate had hung up in the garage had been hung on the corner of one of the shelves, illuminating the scene in front of me.

Jodie was sat on the dryer, a guy kneeling in front of her. Her top was pulled up almost to her neck, her bra yanked down, and her perky young tits stood straight out, her dark nipples rock hard. Her head was thrown back in drunken ecstasy, her pale legs wide apart and her uşak escort skirt riding up round her waist as she held her companion’s face into her pussy. From where I crouched I could hear the slurping sounds as he ate her, and her whispered moans as she encouraged him.

My cock stiffened immediately, straining at my jeans, and I reached down and started squeezing myself through the denim as I watched Jodie getting off. The guy was licking her up and down very fast, from the base of her pussy up to her clit, and as I watched he brought up a hand and started working his fingers in and out of her. She started panting, biting back louder moans as she started humping herself against his mouth, and as she locked her legs around his head and stiffened in orgasm I could feel pre-cum soaking my boxers.

She sat up on the dryer, pulling the guy up and kissing him hard on the mouth, frantically tearing at his clothes. I pushed my hand down inside my waistband and started tugging on my painfully hard cock as Jodie’s lover dropped his jeans and pushed himself into her. I masturbated urgently as she braced her legs against the shelves, her hands clutching his bare arse (which was a pale green from the glow stick) as he pumped in and out of her.

Then he brought her close, one hand on the back of her head, and her chin was resting on his shoulder as she stared right at me. I froze, terrified for a second before I realised she couldn’t possibly have seen me- her hair was a mess, half over her face, her eyes were glassy with booze and sex, and she was biting her lip to stifle her moaning.

Too soon I heard the mystery lover grunt and saw his buttock muscles clench, and heard Jodie cry out loud in surprise and pleasure as he came. He sagged against her, and she kissed his neck and ear as they collapsed against the dryer. Then I heard a door open at the end of the corridor, light and noise rolling out to strip away the darkness that hid me. I heard Kate’s mum asking if anyone was in the utility room as I scampered up the stairs to the bathroom to jerk off in the sink.

-*-

When I got back Sarah informed me that I had to make up for lost time, and I drank a lot of beer and smoked a whole joint to myself in the remaining couple of hours before New Years, though I couldn’t get the sight of Jodie getting fucked out of my mind all the time I was chatting shit with her brother. Jodie re-appeared with her mystery guy a few minutes after me- turned out he was the boyfriend of a friend of Kate’s- when Jodie found that fact out she kicked off the only proper row of the evening, which ended up in him being told to leave and her passing out and being put to bed upstairs.

When midnight rolled around the adults’ bellowing of Auld Lang Syne could be heard over the music, and in our garage we kissed whoever we could grab at the time. Sarah found me, grabbing me by the shirt and giving me an open-mouthed snog, her tongue snaking out between my lips and flicking playfully against mine before she moved off and did the same to Kate. I noticed Spike hadn’t kissed anyone, so under the influence of a lot of beer and a fair bit of weed I danced over to him and hugged him, planting a wet kiss on his forehead. He chuckled and shoved me back, but then something flickered in his eyes and he leant in, kissing me full on the mouth. He tasted of beer and cigarettes, but at the same time there was a not-unpleasant sweet taste underneath it.

He pulled back and I stared at him, not sure what to say. He flushed for a second, before grinning and shrugging and shouting ‘Happy New Year’s!’. I laughed and wrote it off as too much booze, and we settled down for another few beers.

-*-

The party wound down about three, when Kate brought down duvets and blankets for all of us. I’d laid claim to the large battered sofa along with Spike, and after losing our jeans and hoodies we top and tailed it under a light cotton sheet before we crashed out. Kate took her boyfriend up to her room, while Sarah snuggled up in a duvet at the foot of our sofa. Everyone else bedded down, and although I could hear the tell tale sighs and moans of at least one couple playing in the darkness I was too drunk to really care and drifted off.

I was woken up a while later by movement close to me, and a soft contact against my stomach. The room was almost totally black, and my eyes took some time to adjust. I felt the fleeting stroking sensation against my stomach again. Fingers- a hand under my T shirt, tracing the thin column of hair that led down from muglalisahidi.com my navel to the waistband of my underwear. The stroke was light, repetitive. Unmistakeably a caress. I could feel another hand now, gently caressing my bare thigh under the sheet. It felt good, and I felt my cock start to respond, thickening and growing in my boxers.

I didn’t want to say anything… whoever was giving me this TLC thought I was passed out drunk and I was stoned and horny enough that I wasn’t going to correct them… but I wanted to see who was taking advantage of me. I opened my eyes a bit further, confident that the darkness would cover me. A thin band of light bisected the garage from the skylight, and I caught a glimpse of my admirer as they raised their head through it, revealing themselves. It was Spike!

Until that moment I would never have dreamt of doing anything with a guy, but truth was as I lay there trying to drunkenly take it all in I had to admit he was more sensual than a lot of the girls Id been with by the time I was eighteen. His fingers roamed under my shirt, stroking my nipples and chest lightly and getting me very turned on. He must have realised, as the hand that had been rubbing my thigh moved up and I felt him gently caress my stiff cock through the cotton, a single fingernail running from the base to the head and back down again.

I was getting really excited by that point, and I couldn’t help my dick jumping a little as he touched it. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to it. He could do what he wanted. I felt him shift as he sat up from where he had been lying beside me, and arranged himself down the end of the sofa beside my ankles. As he did so I felt his cock, fully erect and very heavy in the tight briefs he was wearing, drag along my side. It felt huge, easily much bigger than my own (and without meaning to sound like a tosser I’ve got nothing to worry about in that department) and I could feel a damp spot at the head where his pre-cum was leaking through the material. I had to stifle a groan.

He withdrew, and I was about to open my eyes to see if he’d lost his nerve, given up on the seduction, when I felt hot breath on the head of my cock through the cotton and an instant later he took my fabric-covered penis into his hot, moist mouth. I couldn’t help myself; I groaned quietly, my body stiffening up. I felt Spike draw back as if I’d punched him, leaving my wet cock sitting abandoned in my damp boxers.

I had to convince him I was still unconscious… I held my eyes shut, willing myself to breath deeply, but not overdo it. The alcohol helped- I was still pretty groggy despite how turned on I was. I stretched in my ‘sleep’, ‘accidentally’ pushing my hips towards Spike and rubbing back against the sofa so my boxers were pushed down an inch or so. Through the back of the sofa I could feel a repetitive tremor, echoed through Spike’s leg where it came into contact with my ankle. He was touching himself, barely breathing just like I had done while I watched his sister getting fucked earlier the previous day.

I knew I’d pulled it off when I felt thumbs hook gently into the elastic of my boxers, tugging them carefully down to below my genitals. As he set it free my hard cock rose up at an angle from my body and I shivered as I felt the cold air against my skin. I knew I had to keep up the pretence of regular breathing but I was too excited.

Then I felt his mouth again, delicately placing soft kisses on the inside of my thighs, the inside of my pelvic bone, on my stomach and then beside the base of my cock, working inwards in a slow spiral. His warm left hand cupped my balls, squeezing me gently, and then I felt the slippery warmth of his tongue on the underside of the base of my shaft, running slowly up to the head.

I was going out of my mind as I felt my friend’s tongue sliding around the head of my cock. I could feel warm trickles of saliva escaping his mouth and running down me, but then his right hand was wrapped around me and massaging it into my shaft, jerking me off slowly as he tended to the tip with his tongue. With his left hand he gently increased the pressure and rhythm as he rubbed my balls.

He tenderly kissed the head of my cock, as softly as he’d kissed me earlier at midnight. I gasped as I felt his wet lips slide open around me, and finally I felt Spike’s mouth sink down around my erect penis and he started to suck rhythmically. As he caressed my sack with his left hand his right hand slid up and down and around my slippery cock in a circular motion. His soft lips formed a tight ‘o’ above it and he moved his mouth up and down in time with his hand, his tongue flicking and sliding all over the head.

On each downwards stroke he took a little more of me into his mouth, on each upwards stroke he sucked gently and flicked his tongue around the edges of my cock head. His technique felt amazing, and before long I was panting, lifting my hips to push my dick further into his mouth.

I decided enough was enough. He had to already know I was no longer awake, and I opened my eyes, half sitting up and placing a hand on the back of his head, stroking his hair as he sucked my cock. He hesitated only for a second, then sped up, taking almost my whole six and a half inches down his throat on the downwards stroke, his tongue teasing me and lapping the head as he bobbed up again.

I was too hot so I lost my T-shirt, pulling it off over my head. We were trying to be quiet but my orgasm was approaching and Spike seemed to be concentrating on my cock to the exclusion of all else. With my other hand I stroked his face and his bare shoulder (he seemed to have taken his own shirt off at some point) as he brought me closer and closer. My universe was reduced to my erect penis and the fantastically hot, wet mouth and hand wrapped around it, sliding up and down, faster and faster. It was the greatest blowjob of my life to that point, and the fact I was half tripping only magnified the experience.

I groaned as I felt myself near the point of no return, my right hand tangled in his hair and my left hand running my fingernails along his back as his head increased its speed- if that was possible.

“Spike…” I whispered, the first words I had spoken to him, trying to warn him, but he knew already. My vision had accustomed to the darkness and I could see him looking at me, gazing into my eyes as my pale cock slid in and out of his mouth. He knew I was completely in his control, and his left hand squeezed my balls firmly, his right hand tightening at the base of my dick and sending me over the edge.

I bit back a cry as the first wave of my orgasm hit me, my body spasming and my hips thrusting up into his mouth. He sank down onto my cock as the first eruption of come exploded onto his tongue, his lips wrapped round the base, and I felt his throat close around me as I emptied myself into him in a series of earth shattering torrents.

My body was drenched in sweat and I felt utterly drained, tingles running up and down my arms and legs as Spike gently sucked and licked my diminishing cock as it flopped from his mouth. I stroked his hair, the afterglow buzzing in my ears.

I felt his hard, huge cock nudge against my ankle, and I felt an overwhelming urge to return the favour, though I didn’t feel ready to suck him. I reached down, stroking his shoulders and pulling him up towards me. I felt his slim bare torso slide over mine, saw his face close to mine, his eyes wide. I kissed him as he had kissed me at midnight, but took it further; I pushed my tongue between his lips, stroking against his, tasting myself on him.

As we kissed I heard a soft, almost imperceptible whimper, and looked down to my left. Sarah was lying very still, her eyes wide open, but I could see in the darkness one hand was squeezing her right breast and her other hand was moving very quickly between her legs. She was obviously enjoying the show. Everyone else appeared to be still asleep though.

Spike scratched my chest lightly, running his fingernails over my pecs up my neck to run his fingers through my hair. I ran my hands across his narrow shoulders, down over his ribs to stroke across his stomach… I hesitated, but only for a moment, and then I took hold of Spike’s cock.

He was probably about seven and a half to eight inches long, almost unbelievable considering his slight build, and thick. He was uncircumcised. I cupped his balls with my left hand, imitating what he’d done to me whilst he sucked me as I wrapped my right hand round his shaft and started jerking him off slowly. His cock was warm, and smooth. He moaned into my mouth as I increased the speed, and he thrust against me. He broke off our kiss for a second.

“I’m close…” he whispered, “I’m so turned on, you-“

I felt his balls tighten and his cock pulsed in my hand. I felt hot splashes of liquid on my stomach and chest as he ground against me… he gasped, panting into my neck as he came and came. I felt it pour out, coating my knuckles and fingers and run down my belly. I brought my hand to my mouth, tasted it. It didn’t really taste great, but it didn’t taste bad either. Spike collapsed onto me, breathing heavily. It had been an encounter I would remember for a long, long time.

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Catherine Has a Special Wish Ch. 02

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This is part two of a four-part series about Catherine’s and my adventure at a clothing-optional resort in Northern California. Catherine’s wish is to have two hard cocks at the same time. Will she get her DP?

My gal pal and soulmate, Catherine, and I are exploring a clothing-optional resort in the Santa Cruz mountains of Northern California. She has a wish to experience two hard cocks at one time. She figured she just might get lucky at a resort where we are walking around naked all day long. She registered us as Mr. and Mrs. Anthony which has made for some funny situations. We registered for two days and have just finished eating lunch on the first day. Our waitstaff wears Kelly green uniforms consisting of neckties, sun visors and tennis shoes.

After lunch, our next stop is the resort pool. A good size crowd is enjoying the sun and water. The chaise lounges surrounding the pool are occupied. We do see a couple of empty lounges along the back row of the deck and grab them. There are complimentary towels on them. Again, I am reminded of the resort’s attention to detail. It feels good to rest and relax. The afternoon sun is bright and keeps the temperature quite warm.

We adjust to our surroundings and look around at all the naked bodies in all shapes and sizes. I am quite proud to be in the company of Catherine. I can tell she is drawing more than a few looks from people around us, both male and female. I look to my left and see a lovely lady reclining and looking my way. I smile and nod. She returns my smile and looks directly at my cock. I inadvertently flex my shaft and my cock becomes semi-erect. The lady on my left smiles and winks at me. Oh, my gawd, I’ve got to contain this thing.

The lady whispers, “Nice day, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. We are enjoying the resort very much.”

I look directly at her through my sunglasses. Thank goodness for sunglasses. She has a lovely smile and shinning green eyes. Her fair complexion is highlighted by reddish blond hair. I look lower and see that she is a natural redhead. A tuft of bright red hair flowers above silky smooth pussy lips. I detect a bit of moisture along her pink slit. She has a pair of teacup shaped breasts that appear to be a B-cup or so. It’s hard to tell while she is reclining. Little round pads cover her nipples protecting them from the sun’s rays. I am about to say something when I’m interrupted by someone standing above me.

“Excuse me sir. Welcome to the Lupin Lodge pool. I’m Jessica and I have some complimentary sunscreen for you.”

My eyes adjust to the young lady hovering above me. She is wearing the Kelly-green tie and visor. Jessica has a dark tan over her entire body; no tan lines at all. Her green tie is barely visible between two gorgeous round tits capped with coral puffy nipples. Jessica’s pussy lips are smooth with a small landing strip of brown curls above a well-defined clit. And, it is staring me in the face. OMG, please don’t let my cock get any harder.

I smile and reach up to take the tube of sunscreen, “Thank you so much Jessica. I just can’t get over how considerate and friendly the staff is. You have such a lovely tan. Do you work here full time?”

“I do during the summer months; this is my third year at Lupin. I’m currently a senior at San Jose State University and plan to graduate next year.”

“Well congratulations and good luck for your final year. I fondly remember my college years, although it was a long time ago.”

“I am enjoying my time at ‘State’. Oh, by the way, I love your cock-ring, purple is my favorite color. You’d be surprised how many men around here are wearing cock-rings. They must be the latest fashion trend.”

I don’t know how to respond to that. All I know is that I certainly don’t want to respond with an inflating shaft right before her eyes. I need to change the subject.

“Jessica, may I get a tube of sunscreen for the missus?”

Jessica hands me a second tube of sunscreen and then turns to the lady next to me to offer her some more protection. I look over at Catherine and hand her the tube of lotion. She looks at me over the top of her sunglasses,” For the Missus?”

I shrug my shoulders and ask her if I can help her apply sunscreen to her wonderful, sexy, magnificent body.

“No thank you, I should do it myself. Although, I wouldn’t mind feeling your hands all over my wonderful, sexy, magnificent body. We don’t need to draw anymore attention to us. And may I remind you that Jessica is also younger than my daughter.”

Oh well, I offered. Catherine just said she doesn’t want to draw anymore attention to us and then she proceeds to open the tube of sunscreen and squirts a generous amount onto her boobs and around her nipples. She rubs the lotion seductively adana escort around each mouthwatering mound and tweaks her erect nipples in the process. She massages her mammaries until the lotion is completely covering her number one asset. Catherine aims the tube at her inner thighs as she spreads her legs and reveals her puffy pussy lips for the world to see. I can’t take anymore. I need to quell the swelling between my legs.

“Cath, I need to jump into the pool and cool off.”

“What? Is applying sunscreen to my body getting to you?”

Oh gawd, I feel my cock getting harder. I jump up from the chaise lounge and sprint to the pool steps at the shallow end of the pool. I make my way to the middle and finally find relief. The cool water feels so good. For once, I am thankful for the concept of shrinkage. Thank you, Jerry Seinfeld.

I enjoy the sensation of swimming naked and paddle out to the deep end. I float around watching others cavort in the pool. I didn’t realize so many people were in the pool until just now. Many women are moving around the shallow end, visiting and talking with others, completely oblivious to their naked breasts on display. I wish I could be so oblivious. Why do I have such an obsession with tits?

I use a sidestroke to get back to the middle of the pool where I can stand up and enjoy my surroundings. There is a lot of splashing and frolicking taking place. I turn around to avoid the water spray and come face-to-face with the redhead from the chaise lounge. The water level is just below her boobs and she is smiling at me.

“Well, hello.”

“Hi?”

My cock is stirring again, but at least it is under water.

“I’m Alice. It’s nice to meet you. I thought you might like some company as you hide out here in the water. Sorry, I just had to smirk watching you trying to deal with that busty coed with the sunscreen. Don’t we all wish we could be that young again?”

“Hi Alice, I’m Rob and that lady up there smothering herself in sunscreen is my significant other, Catherine.”

I notice Alice has removed the pads protecting her nipples. They are bright pink and pointing in my direction. Her areole is are about the size of a fifty-cent piece. I try to avert my eyes.

“Is that your husband laying in the lounger next to yours?”

“Yes, that is Ted. We’ve been members here for over four years and just love the resort. Is this your first time?”

“It is and we are really enjoying ourselves. The staff is so attentive and so friendly.”

“And so young. Personally, I prefer more mature men and I must compliment you on your cock-ring too. Like Jessica, purple is my favorite color. I wish I could talk Ted into wearing one, as well as shaving his balls. Oh yes, I noticed.”

“Alice, I must admit I do love my cock-ring and how it keeps me semi-erect. I hope I’m not offending you?”

“Not at all, in fact, I’m happy to make your acquaintance and welcome a new guest to the resort. We live just up the road in Los Gatos and try to visit a couple of times every month during the spring and summer. Where are you from Rob?”

“I live in Pismo Beach and Catherine lives in San Luis Obispo. It was an easy drive up Highway 101 to get here.”

“Oh, you don’t live together. I would think you would want to be with her and those amazing boobs 24/7.”

“Well, we are together a lot, but we also like our independence and the ability to explore other options. We have a lot in common and consider ourselves soulmates, but we’re not exclusive. And you’re right, she does have amazing boobs. I have to say Alice; your boobs are amazing too. I love your pink nipples and how hard they are right now. I wish I could bend over and slip one between my lips.”

“Maybe we can arrange that. They are about as hard as this nice cock I’m holding.”

Alice reaches down under water and grabs my shaft. I am now fully erect as she strokes my entire seven inches.

“Isn’t this wicked? Me stroking your hard-on and wishing you would suck my nipples. Everyone around us is none the wiser.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Just look around, everyone else is so preoccupied. How about we move to the deep end and then you can duck under the water to play with my tits.”

Alice and I swim to the deep end. She holds onto the side of the pool and pushes my head under water. I stare at Alice’s sweet tits and move in to suck her right nipple. The hard nubbin sticks out at least one-half inch. I wrap my lips around her nipple and suck. As I release my suction, I scrape it with my teeth and pop up to catch my breath.

“Wow, that was nice Rob. Want to do it again?”

Before I can answer, Alice pushes my head under water again. This time I suck afyon escort on her left nipple and slide my fingers along her pussy lips before needing another breath.

“Mmm, you’re a cheeky one. I like you.”

I hold on to the side of the pool while Alice grabs my cock again. She holds me tight for several moments.

“So, Rob, do you and Catherine play around together?”

“We’ve enjoyed a few threesomes together, but all were with other women.”

“Wow, I wouldn’t mind being part of that.”

“Actually, one reason we are here is to see if we can find another hard cock for Catherine. It’s been her wish to have a threesome with two men.”

“Would you consider getting together with Ted and me? She could experience two hard cocks and me. Ted has a very nice cock, not quite as big as this one I’m holding. But he can stay hard for a long time and I’m sure he can please Catherine.”

“This sounds intriguing. I’ll see what she says.”

“I hope she says yes. I would love to have this cock buried deep in my pussy.”

“Do you think Ted would go for something like this?”

“Oh, I know he would. In fact, he asked me to chase after you to see if I could get a hand on the situation. As you can see, I have the situation well in hand. When he saw you and Catherine show up, he nudged me to check you out. He would love to play with her huge boobs. We were so fortunate that you chose the two lounges next to us.”

“I guess we walked right into your clutches.”

“Yes, you did. Ted and I love to play with other couples. I hope you consider the offer. Do you two have plans after pool time?”

“We’re going to hike the northern trail that starts from the registration desk. We belong to a walking club in Pismo Beach and love to explore new areas. I’ll talk to Catherine on our hike?”

“I hope she says yes, I already know your answer. I better get back to Ted and let him know that we just might have special guests tonight.”

Alice releases my cock as I slide my hand once more between her thighs and pull on her little tuft of red hair.

“Well Alice my dear, let me leave you with one thought; I really want to eat your pussy tonight.”

“Oh Rob, you are so cheeky. I think you better stay here until something deflates.”

Alice kisses me on the cheek and then swims away. I need to quell my cock. I swim a few laps around the deep end and concentrate on anything but our impending date with Ted and Alice. Slowly my shaft softens to the point that I can join Catherine on the chaise lounge. As I make my way up the steps, a rather busty brunette steps down into the water.

“Hey nice cock-ring, purple is my favorite color.”

Not again. I walk over to my lounger next to Catherine without sprouting a woody. She is out like a light, resting comfortably. Her boobs rise and fall with each breath. Ted and Alice are no longer occupying the chaise lounges next to us. I lightly rub Catherine’s right breast and pinch her nipple. She opens one eye and smiles.

“Oh, hey stranger. I guess I nodded off for a while. I saw you talking to that cute redhead in the pool. She’s a natural redhead you know.”

“Yes, I know. She’s the one I have to talk to you about.”

“You didn’t bone her in the pool, did you?”

“No, no, but she did grab my cock. Her name is Alice. She and her husband Ted are regulars here and they are swingers. They were laying next to us.”

“Ted and Alice, huh. Sounds like names from a movie. So, she grabbed your cock, I probably would have done the same thing. Continue.”

“They saw us arrive and were happy there were two empty lounges right next to them. They were lusting after your Double-D’s and my cock. Alice really likes my purple cock-ring. I told her about your wish to have two cocks to play with at the same time.”

“You told a complete stranger that!”

“Well, she was holding onto my cock at the time. So, not a total stranger. Besides, did you get a load of those pink nipples? Anyway, they want to know if we would like to play. Those were her words.”

“I gather by play, she means ‘swing’. Like having sex with them, the four of us?”

“Yes.”

“Well, it is my wish to play with two cocks. So, where are they?”

Catherine and I look around the entire deck and pool. We cannot spot them. They disappeared.

“Did you see them leave, Cath?”

“No, I was snoozing. Are you sure you weren’t just daydreaming? I know how you like to fantasize.”

“I don’t think so. You saw me talking to the redhead.”

“Maybe she just said hello and then moved on.”

“No, it can’t be. She held my cock. I had a hard-on.”

“Sweetheart, you always have a hard-on. That’s what I love about alanya escort you.”

“I’m sure it wasn’t a daydream. Oh well, are you ready for our hike? We need to go to the locker and get the backpack.”

“Yes my darling. I think a good long walk will do you good. And it will be exciting because we get to hike in the nude. Oh, I wish we could hike in the nude back home.”

Catherine and I gather our flip-flops and the complimentary sunscreen and head back to the lockers. I remember our number, it’s 2019. From here we stop by the front desk for our complimentary waters before heading out. Fran is milling about and spots us right away.

“Hello Rob and Catherine. How is your visit?”

“It’s been wonderful so far. The staff has been very friendly and attentive. We just love the uniforms of green neckties, visors and tennies.”

“Aren’t they just terrific? We’ve received so many compliments, but many of the ladies’ ties get lost between their big boobs. We have a new outfit for the ladies that we will preview tonight at dinner. We have bow-ties and short skirts for them, I just hope they don’t look like Playboy bunnies.”

“Bow-ties look so sexy on girls with big tits. I would love to see you wearing a bow-tie Fran.”

“Oh Rob, you are so funny.”

Catherine asks Fran for directions to the ladies restroom. Fran leads Catherine down the hall and to the right before returning to the front desk. My shaft starts to stir as I feast my eyes on Fran’s tits. They sway seductively with each step.

“I’m so glad you’re feeling comfortable enough to enjoy the resort in the nude, Rob. I knew you would come around. And may I say, I love your cock-ring, purple is my favorite color.”

“Your gorgeous boobs are starting to get me hard.”

“I see that, and I see you shave your balls. How delightful; I love giving blowjobs to men who shave their balls.”

“Keep talking like that and I’m going to have a raging hard-on in ten seconds.”

“I’m sorry Rob. I should watch what I say. I’ve thought about shaving my pussy, but I just prefer the natural look.”

“Fran, I for one love your thick bushy mop. I could get lost in there for days.

“Oh Mr. Anthony, is that a proposal?”

Fran runs her fingers through her thick black curls and they disappear. I lick my lips just as Catherine returns. She raises her eyes when she sees Fran stroking her pussy.

“Gee, what did I miss?”

“Oh, nothing much. Fran and I were just discussing things we like.”

“Well, I would like to get out on the hiking trail. Are you ready Rob?”

Fran inquires, “Will you two be joining us for the formal dinner tonight?”

We tell Fran we plan to be there and can’t wait to see the new uniforms for the ladies. We head out the north door of the reception building to find the trailhead right outside. There’s a wooden bench for us to sit and put on our tennis shoes. I lift Catherine’s floppy yellow hat and plant a big, wet kiss on her lips.

“I’m so happy you made this happen. It’s so amazing to be naked outdoors while we hike through all the trees with the sun shinning down. It is paradise.”

Once I stash our flip-flops and the water in my backpack, I take Catherine’s hand to begin our journey. After a few kilometers walking through low hanging trees, up rocky trails and along a steam, we find a clearing with another bench. We take a water break and realize we are not alone out in the wilderness. Two couples pass by with a nod and a smile. All four have deep dark tans, so we suspect they are regulars. Everyone wears floppy hats, sunglasses and not much more. Catherine acknowledges that she loves watching the men walk by with their cocks swaying back and forth.

After a refreshing break, we continue our journey for another kilometer or two along a wide dirt path. We arrive at a pond of clear blue water that’s as big as a football field. There are several benches scattered about and we see the two couples cavorting in the middle of the pond. We’re ready for another break and remove our shoes before stepping into the water.

Catherine walks out to where the water comes up to her hips and beckons me to join her. We splash about getting each other soaked and then come together. Catherine squishes her big tits into my chest and we make out for several minutes. When we break apart, we notice the other couples are enjoying themselves as well. The women are on their knees providing blowjobs for the gents. As we watch them perform, my cock begins to respond.

Our voyeurism is interrupted by voices in the distance.

“Hey Rob, hey Catherine, there you are.”

We turn to look back at the shore and see my new friend, Alice and her husband Ted. We move toward them and meet at the bench where we left my backpack. Alice comes up to me and kisses my cheek.

“I’d like to you to meet my husband, Ted.”

We shake hands and I introduce Catherine to the couple. Alice walks over and gives her a hug, squishing their tits together.

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Five and a half hours into this anxious, exciting, long-planned drive I’m still having second thoughts. What do I really know about this guy I met online? Sure, we’ve had many text and sext discussions and some phone calls. He seems normal and he definitely knows how to push all my buttons. I like having my limits pushed, even when it scares me a little. I mean, that’s the whole point, right? You can’t push your limits and stay in your comfort zone at the same time.

The GPS says I’ll be at his place, a secluded cabin in the mountains, in less than fifteen minutes. His instructions were clear. Can I follow them? I guess I’ll find out soon.

The driveway is long and winding, blocking any view of the cabin until I get right up to it. I’ve seen pictures and it is even more charming than I’d thought. He’s sitting in a rocking chair on the long, wide porch, waiting for me. I shut off the engine and take a deep breath. I step out of my car, shut the door, and stand there for a minute. My heart is pounding so hard I swear my boob is bouncing from it. I guess this is it – now or never.

Following instructions, I pull my tshirt over my head and drop it right there in the driveway. I’m not wearing a bra – another requirement. I stand erect, letting him get his first real look at my tits. They’re large and at 47 they aren’t as perky as they once were, thanks to gravity. But I know they’re fantastic and my large, dark areolas surround nipples that kırşehir escort are already engorged.

He nods his head slightly, both in compliment and to signal he’s ready for me to take the next step. I reach down and unbutton my shorts, slipping my hands around to my hips and sliding them down until they slip to my ankles. I lift my left foot out of the leg then kick the shorts free of my right ankle. My panties are blue as he required and I wondered if he could see the dark spot between my legs where the juices my throbbing pussy was dripping stained them.

Once again I stand, waiting. His gaze is so intense I feel as if he can see every pore of my skin. Finally he nods again and I hook my fingers into the elastic of my panties and slide them down and off. I’m standing completely naked in the driveway of a cabin hundreds of miles from home with a man I’ve never actually met in person. No other houses are visible in any direction but I do know his elderly neighbor could walk up unannounced at any time.

He raises his hand, forefinger outstretched, and twirls it in the signal to turn. I turn, presenting my back and ass to him. I know what he wants from the instructions he had sent me just before I began this journey. I also know that failure to comply will result in punishment, although he cagily avoided spelling out exactly what that might be. I enjoy being spanked, especially when a reason – real or fabricated – for the kirsehirescort.net spanking exists. Part of me hopes desperately that I’ll feel the sting of his hand or the crack of his belt this weekend while another part wishes just as strongly that I will exceed his expectations in every way and thus avoid any discipline. I suppose it is the dichotomy of those conflicting desires that defines the essence of all submissives.

I spread my legs to the width of my shoulders, lock my knees, and bend over. I balance myself by placing my hands on my legs. He has an unobstructed view of my ass and pussy. His seat on the porch is at least twenty feet away and I find myself wondering if he can see the juices I feel dripping down the inside of my thigh. I’m sure I’ve been this excited and wet before – I’m far from a virgin and have pretty much done it all – but I certainly can’t recall when.

The thoughts running through my head are scattered and chaotic. Fear, excitement, desire. I can’t concentrate on any one feeling for more than a few seconds before another takes over. I have no idea how long I’ve stood here, outside, naked, totally exposed. My legs begin to tremble but I don’t know if that is from the emotional stress of the situation or muscle exhaustion. I cannot move until I’m instructed to, and so I must wait.

Seconds, minutes, hours, days later I jump, startled as I feel his hand on my pussy. He reaches down fully, the ball of his middle finger gently searching out my clit and caressing it lightly for a mere instant. Slowly his hand withdraws, that finger tracing my engorged, sopping labia. At the base of my slit he pauses and with excruciating slowness pushes his finger deep inside me. I can’t stop the moan from escaping my lips even knowing that any sound or speech is expressly forbidden. He stops when he hears me and I hold my breath.

I feel his finger sliding out and then his hand continues its journey up and back. The same fingerpad that so recently caressed my clit now describes a circle around the taut rosebud of my anus. I hold my breath again, wondering if he intends to enter me there as well. As he rubs that orifice I’m convinced he plans to but instead he stops and removes his hand. I try to stand as still as I can but both legs are now trembling and my arms are tiring. I can’t see him but and sense that he is still standing right behind me, looking and watching.

Smack! His hand lands on my right ass cheek and I jump but manage to bite my lip to keep from making a sound. He places his hands on my shoulders and pulls me upright, then turns me to face him. Taking one hand in his he gently leads me up the marble chip path to the porch. The marble bites into my bare feet sharply but I enjoy the more normal sensation. The intensity of the sexual experience I had just endured had reached an almost unbearable peak. When he spanked me I came, unable to stop myself, hopeful he wouldn’t notice or, if he did, wouldn’t mind. The pain my feet felt was a welcome break and I began to wonder if I would survive this weekend or collapse from over stimulation.

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It all started about 2 months ago when a new neighbor moved into the apartment next door to me. His name is Jason, he is very personable and just an all around amazing guy. He is 34, about 6’3″ with black hair and blue eyes and we hit it off pretty much as soon as we met. We are both veterans and newly single and we both liked to watch sports on TV, but we don’t always agree on which sport. My name is Marcus and I’m 28 and a little shy of 5’6″ with blonde hair and blue eyes.

After he got moved in and unpacked he asked if I wanted to come over and watch the game and have a beer. I happily agreed and told him I would grab some snacks. As we watched the game we talked about everything, just getting to know each other better. We both talked about our impending divorces and about how we really didn’t have many friends outside our marriages and I told him I was glad to now have someone to hang out with and he said he was too. We got to where we were over at one or the others place almost every night. This had been going on for about 3 weeks and then it happened.

Let me first say I had always considered myself a regular straight guy, been married had a couple kids, been in the military and all that but truthfully I had for a long time been curious but had never had the courage to act on anything nor did I know of anyone to act on it with. So as we are hanging out and drinking and talking one night Jason told me he had something that he felt like he should really tell me if we were going to be hanging out all the time. What I asked? He swallowed hard and said that one of the reasons his marriage had failed was because he hadn’t been completely honest with his wife when they married and that he had known for quite some time that he liked guys instead of girls.

I kind of choked a little and just stared at him for a few seconds and then asked him if he was telling me he was gay. He said yea I guess I am. He went on to say I just didn’t want you to think I was hiding something from you when it comes out because I have decided that I am coming out of the closet so to say and he laughed a little. I told him it was fine that it didn’t really bother me if he were gay or not that I considered him a friend and was glad to know him. That’s when he put his hand on my knee and said I’m glad you’re alright with all of it but there’s more I need to tell you. He said, Marcus I’m attracted to you but if you don’t feel the same way I understand.

My heart was pounding in my chest, here was this extremely hot and very sexy guy telling me he is attracted to me and all the time his hand is on my knee. I was going through all kind of emotions and not really sure of what I should or even wanted to say. I was just staring at him open mouthed when I was about to tell him I think I’m attracted to you too, but he cut me off and started babbling something about he understood if I was freaked out by all he had said and that he didn’t want to mess up our friendship or anything and he hoped I would still want to be his friend.

I smiled as I put my hand on top of his and I told him that even though I considered myself a straight guy that I had been curious for a very long time and that I was attracted to him too.

He laughed and pulled me to him and we hugged as he told me that he was very excited about what the future might hold for us. I nodded my head and whispered in his ear that I was excited about that too but that I was just really plain old excited right now. He sat back a little and as our eyes met he smiled and asked me if I was saying that I was turned on by him. I smiled as I took his hand in mine and placed it on my crotch and said, feel for yourself. He squeezed my hard on through my shorts and said well it appears that things are going a lot better than he had hoped.

As he squeezed my hard on, he leaned towards me and placed his lips on mine and kissed me. I was a little startled at first but I quickly began to reciprocate and we kissed very passionately. I moaned into his kiss as our tongues sought out the others. We shared a very deep sensual kiss and as we sat back and looked into each other eyes we just smiled. He spoke first and asked me what I was feeling. I told him that I was very turned on and that I wanted to explore it more with him. He said he was too but that he wanted to know what I thought I wanted to do.

I kind of laughed and told him I didn’t really know. I guess I have been curious for some time about being with another man but you know I’m not really sure what that involves. I get really excited when I think about taking a cock in my mouth and sucking it. I want to make the guy feel good, to please him and to suck his hard cock feeling him in my mouth and hopefully having him cum in my mouth. I want to taste him and swallow his cum, feeling him in my mouth and my throat and finally in my tummy. As I said that I smiled and lightly bit my lower lip and opened my eyes wide looking for his approval. He smiled a knowing smile as he nodded his head and leaned over and kissed me again.

I moaned “oh my, I think I could really get used to this.” He said antalya escort he hoped so, that he enjoyed kissing me and seeing me light up when he looked into my eyes. With that I smiled as I kissed him, our mouths opening and our tongues dancing with each other as my arms wrapped around his neck and his hands moved from my waist up my sides and across my back and back to my hips. He had succeeded in making me feel desired by him and he told me that everything I said that I wanted to try, he would love to with me.

You would I asked?

He smiled and said I would sacrifice for you and suffer through and as he did I slapped his arm and called him a shit. He just kissed my eyelid and nose before moving to my mouth again. So you want to suck me off huh, what else do you want to do?

Oh I’m uh not sure how to say it but I think for the most part I would like to receive but that I’m not really interested in giving but I guess I would if you wanted me to. He took my hand in his as he spoke and said well it sounds like we might just be perfect for each other. I smiled as I kissed him lightly on the lips and said oh yea you think so too huh. He said yes, notwithstanding those fabulous kisses but what you desire is what is commonly referred to as a bottom or someone who prefers to receive and I, as luck would have it, am a top or someone who prefers to give. I quickly interrupt and said Jason that doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t be willing to be the top as you say if that’s what you want. He says I know I’m sure you would do that if I asked you and truthfully I have bottomed before but it isn’t something I enjoyed so unless you decide somewhere along the line that you just have to be the top then I am perfectly happy with that role and you can stay in your role as my perfect bottom as he pats my bottom.

Oh Jason you just know the right thing to say don’t you I mumble as I move to his lips for another kiss. So baby now that we have defined ourselves and our roles would you allow me to fulfill my first fantasy I purr as I stroke his very hard cock through his shorts and then slipping my hand up one of the legs of his shorts and finding him without underwear I wrap my slender fingers around his cock and squeeze. As he kisses me, he moans and says he would love for me to take his cock into my warm wet mouth. I purr baby I love the way you talk to me as he raises his hips up slightly allowing me to pull his shorts down and off past his feet. I take my place between his legs on the floor and as I look up into his beautiful eyes I smile and wrap my fingers around the base of his beautifully rigid cock and bring it up to my lips and then I run my tongue around the head and then from the tip down to the base and back up to the head. Not really knowing what to do, I try to do what I have had done to me that I enjoyed and some things I had seen in pornos. Always fantasizing it was me doing it to all the beautiful cocks in the films. He groans and begs me to take him in my mouth. He moans oh fuck Marcus please just put it in. I laugh as I smeared his precum along my lips and then push his cock through my lips and into my mouth gripping him ever so gently and making sure my teeth didn’t scrape him. He brings his hands up to my head steadying me as I slide down onto his cock. All the way until his cockhead hits the back of my throat and I gag.

I pull back up and take him out of my mouth but continue stroking his cock as I look up into his face looking for some response, some help. I tear up a little and start to say I’m so sorry baby but he stops me and softly caresses my cheek and tells me its ok nobody gets it right the first time. He then tells me to relax and try again and if I gag again to pull back up and take a breath and try again. I smile up at him and move my mouth back to his cock and run my tongue all over the head. I slowly push him through my lips and into my mouth and begin moving his cock in and out of my mouth. I am so turned on at this point that I’m slobbering all over him and bobbing my head up and down in his lap and just working his cock over.

He continues to run his hands through my hair and stroke my cheek all the while telling me how great I’m doing. I so want to please Jason and start working my way down his length, I push him to the back of my throat and telling myself to relax my gag reflex and finally I push him past it and I feel his cock slide all the way into my throat. All the way until my nose is up against his pubic bone and I just hold him there. I loved having succeeded at taking him all the way in and deep throating his cock. As I hold him in my throat I have to swallow and when I do, Jason grabs a hold of my head and thrust his hips up and screams out loud “oh fuck, oh fuck” and I feel the first explosion of his cum down my throat. Just then I realize that I just sucked my first cock all the way to completion and making him cum made me feel so very sexy. I looked up and watched the expressions on Jason’s face as he continued pumping his seed into my tummy and all I wanted to do was milk his cock.

I swallowed every drop of cum that antalyadaspor.com came out of that beautiful specimen of man meat. As I began to slowly slide his cock out of my throat and then out of my mouth I look up into his face and tell him lovingly thank you so very much, I really loved sucking your cock. He pulled me up next to him and kissed me very passionately and told me how wonderful it felt for me to take him into my mouth and please him and that nobody had ever made him cum like that before. I swooned and told him that I would suck his cock anytime anywhere he desired and I would love to do it as much as he liked. He then asked if he could return the favor as he stroked my engorged cock, I pleaded with him that I needed a release but that he didn’t have to. He took me in his mouth and slowly began to slide me in and out and I exploded. I told him I was sorry but I had just been so turned on for so long that I couldn’t help myself. He brought his mouth to mine and as we kissed I found out that he hadn’t swallowed my cum and it was then that he pushed it into my mouth. As we mingled my cum back and forth and kissed we collapsed together and fell asleep.

I woke first and as I lay beside him with my head on his chest I noticed his flaccid cock lying across his leg. I moved down to where it was and began licking his cock and then slipping him into my mouth. He awoke to his cock hardening in my mouth, I had long fantasized about waking a guy up by giving him head. He moaned oh yes what a way to wake up. As I spoke he pulled me up on top of him. As I laid on his chest looking down into his eyes he kissed me. So hot stuff did you have a nice little nap, I certainly hope you did because what’s next is going to wear you out. I smile as I lie there and then I pull my legs down straddling him and sitting up I ask so what do you have in mind now? He moves his hands to my butt and squeezes and then while pulling my cheeks apart he moans baby I’m going to make love to you as he seeks out my tight hole with a finger and circles it.

I moan as he does and move into a kiss. As we kiss he continues to move his finger into me, slowly opening me up. Oh yes that feels good I mumble into our kiss. He moves me off him and lies me on my stomach with my ass sticking up in the air and continues his actions on my tight hole. He then moves down and starts licking my ass and tonguing me there. I squirm as he does and moan fuck Jason what are you doing. He tells me he is getting me ready for his cock, that it will hurt at first and that I need to be really worked up and overly lubricated. He then asks if I like the way it feels to have him tongue my ass I tell him I do and he goes back to work on me licking and tonguing my hole and starts working a finger into me. With his finger buried in me he began working another finger in and then a third. Now I was writhing and moaning in such pleasure I begged him to take me already, that I needed to feel his cock inside me.

He laughed a little as he moved up and straddled my ass. I could feel his hard cock sliding up against my butt and pressing in between my cheeks and pleaded with him. Oh Jason yes your cock feels so hard and so good against my skin. He said just wait until it’s inside you. I moan then put it in me already. My my aren’t you just the little slut he teased as he slides the tip of his cock up and down my slit. I push up against him trying with no luck to get him inside me. He laid down on my back kind of grinding his cock against my ass and while kissing my neck he whispers in my ear I hope you are ready for this. Just know I will go slow and I will stop anytime you want me to, all you have to do is tell me.

Nodding my head I tell him I understand and to please just fuck me already. He laughs and with that I feel him push the head of his cock up against my hole and then as the head of his cock stretches my outer ring and a lot of pressure and pain and plop and he’s in. Oh I gasp, yes as he holds it there for a second and then continues pushing into me. Oh god Jason that hurts, but it feels so good too. Please don’t stop please keep going just take it slow. He pushed his cock all the way into me, I couldn’t believe I had all of his beautiful cock buried inside me but I could feel his balls resting against me so I knew he was.

He just held himself there pushing his cock inside me, it felt like he was in my stomach as I moaned and pushed my hips up into him. He kissed my neck and asked if I liked the way he felt in me. I told him no and then I groaned I love it. He began pulling his cock back and then pushing it back in and just then I knew I was getting fucked and I couldn’t believe how I felt. It hurt, a lot but felt so incredible at the same time and every time he was all the way in he bumped something inside me that sent spasms through my whole body. As he moved in and out of me I just moaned and moved my hips pushing back trying to keep time with him. He stopped and pulled out until just the head remained and then pulled me up onto my knees and holding onto my hips he began thrusting again, I kept wondering how he knew this was my favorite position as I pushed back meeting his every thrust into me.

Sometime while he was pounding into my hot little ass I came. I hadn’t noticed anything at first but eventually noticed cum leaking out of me and I didn’t even have an erection. After a few minutes he stopped again and pulled out. He turned me around facing him and kissed me as he laid me down on my back and moved between my thighs spreading them open. I looked into his eyes as he slid into me once again, this time with almost no resistance. Once he was fully inside me he kissed me and told me he wanted to finish like this so he could look into my face as he made love to me. We kissed as he moved in and out of my boypussy; I call it that because like this that is the way it felt to me.

I moved my legs up and wrapped them around his waist, draping my calves across his sexy ass pulling him in deeper with each thrust. We continued for a few minutes more and he pushed all the way into me and I felt his cock twitch as he unloaded his hot cum inside my body. I held onto his shoulders with my hands and his waist with my legs as I felt his cum splash my insides. At that moment I felt like a woman who had just given herself to her man and I loved the way it felt, but I didn’t understand it at least not yet.

Jason lifted his head and kissed me more passionately than I have ever been kissed and I kissed him back with the same fever. I moaned oh my Jason I loved that so much I don’t want to ever let you out of me as I squeezed him with my thighs and with the muscles of my boypussy. He laughed a little and told me while he could not stay inside me all the time he would love to repeat this act as much as possible. As he said that I pouted and he said you even pout like a girl. I asked what he meant by that and he just motioned towards me on my back with him between my thighs. I laughed and said yea I guess it fits huh.

At home later as I lay there thinking about everything that happened tonight I found myself strangely a glow and wondering what this meant that I wanted. I found myself aroused again from the memories playing through my mind and while examining everything I came to the conclusion that I loved being made love to. Everything about being made love to, him sliding his engorged cock into my body, me taking his manhood into my tight passage and cradling him between my thighs and especially being kissed and kissing him back.

After playing the events over and over I felt my breathing quicken, my body spasm and twitch and I came without ever touching myself or even becoming erect. It was then I realized the other side of me was trying to break free and I think I wanted her to.

Since about the time I was 12, off and on, I have been crossdressing at least whenever I could find myself the necessary place and time. I was always curious what it would be like to be with a man while enfemme. I decided I was finally going to let someone meet her. Hopefully Jason wouldn’t be totally turned off by her and even more so I hope that he would be turned on by her.

A couple nights later we were eating a bite and I said Jason can I asked you something. He said sure baby what is it? I told him I wasn’t sure what I was feeling and wanted to get his take on it. He said go on. Well as we made love I was feeling very feminine and then I came from you being inside me without anyone ever touching me there and then when you made that comment about me even pouting like a girl, well I liked that you saw me as your girl in our relationship. Ok so what do you mean by everything? Well for some time now I have been crossdressing, I really enjoy wearing sexy clothing and looking and feeling sexy in it. So what are you saying to me, he asked? Well I guess I’m asking if you would be ok with me dressing while I’m with you. He told me if I wanted to he would be ok with it, he might even enjoy it too. I jumped up and into his arms and kissed him and said oh thank you thank you, I’ll be back in a little while I’m going to go change and when you see me again I will be Alexis. He laughed and said I can’t wait.

Back in my place I went to my closet and pulled out the outfit I had already decided to wear in case he said yes. It was a sexy red silk and lace bra, panty and garter set and I opted for some tan stockings. I decided on a sleeveless LBD or little black dress as it’s called and a pair of red 5 inch stilettos. I had already shaved all the hair off my body so I slipped my toes into the stockings one at a time and slid them up my legs. I attached the garter belt around my waist and then each stocking to the straps hanging down. I stepped into my panties and then wiggled them up and over my hips and snuggled them into place between my cheeks. I fastened the bra around my chest and moved my breast under the cups, even though I don’t fill them at all. Next I stepped into the dress and pulled it up over my shoulders and reached down the side and pulled the zipper up. I sat at my bathroom mirror and applied my makeup, a little foundation, black eye liner, black mascara, smokey gray and plum eye makeup, and finally bright red lipstick. I fitted a full blonde mane to my head and then stepped into my high heels. I wiggled around to my full length mirror and liked very much how Alexis looked tonight.

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