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Am Abend war erneut schmusen und kuscheln angesagt. Nach dem Nachtessen lagen wir stundenlang auf dem Sofa und küssten und kuschelten. Dazwischen unterhielten wir uns angeregt und lachten viel.Veronika liess es zu, dass ich sie überall zärtlich berührte und streichelte. Nur wenn ich allzu forsch wurde, nahm sie meine Hand von der betroffenen Stelle weg.Irgendwann gingen wir zu Bett. Am Freitagmorgen sass Veronika schon fertig angezogen bereits in der Küche beim Kaffee und las die Zeitung als ich nackt, frisch geduscht und rasiert mit dem KG die Küche betrat. Sie trug heute schwarze Pumps mit 6 cm Absätzen, einen dunkelblauen, engen Rock und eine weisse Bluse.

Dann kniete ich mich zwischen ihre Beine und sie beugte sich zu mir herunter und küsste mich.Nach einer langen Weile löste Veronika ihre Lippen von den meinen und erhob sich vom Stuhl. Ihr Schoss war jetzt exakt auf der Höhe meiner Lippen.Ich blickte verlangend hoch und sie schaute lächelnd auf mich herab.

„Ja dann mach schon mein geiler Kleiner!” lächelte sie und hob sich den Rock hoch.

Ich zog ihr rasch ihren weissen Slip herunter und packte ihre prachtvollen Pobacken fest mit den Händen.Dann zog ich ihre heisse Muschi näher an meinen Mund.Als meine Zunge ihre äusseren Schamlippen teilten und langsam tiefer in sie eindrang, schmeckte ich ihre feuchte Geilheit! Ich liebe diesen Geschmack so sehr!!Um mir das lecken ihrer Lustgrotte zu erleichtern, stellte Veronika ihr linkes Bein auf den Stuhl.Sie genoss es sehr, von mir geleckt zu werden. Das hörte ich an ihren wohllüstigen Stossseufzern.Als Veronika ihre rechte Hand in meinen Nacken legte und meinen Mund fester auf ihren Schoss presste, wusste ich, dass sie jetzt kommen wollte.Meine Zunge zwirbelte rasch um ihren Kitzler. Als ihr Keuchen immer heftiger wurde, sog ich ihn plötzlich in meinen Mund und biss zärtlich darauf.Sie kam wie ein Vulkan!Ihr Arm presste meinen Mund wie ein Schraubstock auf ihre Grotte! Ich bekam fast keine Luft mehr.Nur langsam lockerte sich ihr Griff.Veronika setzte sich ermattet auf den Stuhl. Die Beine weit gespreizt. Ihr Schoss schimmerte feucht und über den linken Oberschenkel lief ein dünner Faden Lustsaft herunter.

„Was habe ich bloss verpasst!” seufzte sie. „Ich hätte mich schon viel früher von Deiner Zunge und Deinen Lippen beglücken lassen sollen! Deine Zunge ist besser als dein Schwanz, Heiko!”

Sie erhob sich und zog sich den Slip wieder hoch. Danach strich sie den Rock glatt.

„Und jetzt muss ich gehen. Sonst kriege ich Ärger im Geschäft. Bis heute Abend, mein Schatz!”

Am Abend kam sie frohgelaunt nach Hause.Bevor sie die Türe hinter sich schloss, rief sie mir schonzu „Höschen und BH waschen nicht vergessen, mein Schatz! Im Schlafzimmer sind übrigens auch noch zwei Paar davon! Und würdest Du die anderen Kleider bitte in den Wäschekorb legen? Danke!” Sie zog sich aus und beim Anblick von Veronika’s nackter Rückseite konnte ich einfach nicht wütend werden. Ihre Schultern, ihre Hüften, die wohlgeformten Beine und vor allem ihr mega geiler Hintern machten mich unglaublich scharf.Also las ich ihre Kleider zusammen und warf Hose und Bluse in den Wäschekorb. Slip und BH legte ich in’s Waschschüssel meines Badezimmers.Dann trug ich ihren Rucksack in ihr Zimmer, öffnete ihn und nahm die gebrauchte Wäsche heraus. Die zwei BH’s und die zwei Höschen legte ich auf ihr Bett und warf die anderen Kleidungsstücke ebenfalls in den Wäschekorb.Dann nahm ich Höschen und BH’s und ging damit in mein Badezimmer.So wie es mir Veronika gezeigt hatte, wusch ich ihre Unterwäsche und wurde geil und geiler.

Während ich am waschen war, steckte Veronika kurz ihren Kopf in die Türe. „Sehr gut machst Du das, mein Leben!” stellte sie zufrieden fest.

„Wenn Du damit fertig bist und Dich frisch geduscht und rasiert hast, kommst Du dann bei mir vorbei?”

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Ich beeilte mich mit dem waschen, ohne allerdings weniger gründlich zu sein. Bevor ich Veronika’s Unterwäsche bei mir im Bad aufhängte, ging ich unter die Dusche.Dann rasierte ich mich gründlich unten und oben und ging nackt wie ich war in Veronika’s Schlafzimmer.Veronika sass im Bademantel vor Ihrem PC. Ich trat von hinten auf sie zu und legte meine Arme über ihre Schulter. Während ich ihr Haar küsste, liess ich beide Hände in ihren Morgenrock gleiten und umfasste zärtlich ihre beiden wundervollen Brüste. Schon bei der ersten Berührung wurden die beiden Brustwarzen hart.Veronika lehnte sich an mich und liess mich gewähren. Meine Berührungen quittierte sie mit leisen Seufzern. Während meine linke Hand ihre linke Brust streichelte, liess ich meine rechte Hand weiter nach unten wandern. Über ihren Bauch und den Schamhügel bis tief zwischen ihre Beine.Ihr Spalte war schon feucht und heiss. Veronika spreizte ein wenig ihre Beine. Gerade so weit, dass ich ihr den Mittelfinger meiner rechten Hand zwischen die Beine schieben konnte. Ihr Seufzen war mittlerweile in ein wohliges Stöhnen übergegangen.Sie liess zu, dass ich sie mit der Hand zum ersten Höhepunkt brachte.Nachdem dieser abgeklungen war, stand Veronika vom Stuhl auf. Sie drehte sich zu mir und öffnete aufreizend langsam den Bademantel und liess ihn zu Boden fallen.Mein Hals wurde trocken. Wie immer konnte ich die wundervolle Figur meines Sonnenscheins einfach nur geniessen .Mein lüsterner Blick wurde von Veronika mit einem zufriedenen Lächeln zur Kenntnis genommen.

„Ich hatte eben einen starken Orgasmus, mon amour! Wenn Du es schaffst, mir jetzt mit Deiner Zunge einen noch stärkeren Höhepunkt zu verschaffen, dann darfst Du mich zur Belohnung anschliessend auch noch ficken!”

Sofort sank ich vor ihr in die Knie und fing an, Ihren heissen Schoss mit feurigen Küssen zu bedecken. Dabei packte ich ihre beiden prachtvollen Arschbacken und zog sie ganz nahe zu mir heran.Immer näher kam ich ihrem Lustzentrum. Und immer fordernder drückte mir Veronika ihren heissen Schoss entgegen. Ich lutschte genüsslich an ihrem Kitzler, der sich hart meinen Lippen entgegendrängte.Den Mittelfinger der rechten Hand bohrte ich dabei langsam in Veronikas Hintereingang. Offenbar schien ihr das zu gefallen, denn sie bewegte ihren Unterleib genüsslich zwischen meiner Zunge und meinem Mittelfinger hin und her.

Doch Veronika kam noch lange nicht.Es dauerte wesentlich länger als zuvor.Doch nach fünf Minuten stöhnte sie immer mehr.Sie schrie kurz auf.Diesmal dauerte es ganz schön lange, bis Veronika meinen Kopf aus ihrem Schoss entliess.

„Das war nicht gut amore!” lobte sie mich. „Der zweite Orgasmus war aber nicht stärker als der erste!”

Unzufrieden schaute sie mich an.

„Geh schon mal in Dein Zimmer. Ich komme gleich nach!”

Ich ging in mein Zimmer, zog mich aus und legte mich nackt unter die Bettdecke.

Es dauerte nicht lange bis Veronika zu mir ins Zimmer kam. Sie schlüpfte sofort unter die Bettdecke zwischen meine Beine.Zärtlich streichelte sie meinen Hodensack. Mein kleiner Lümmel konnte aber nicht steif werden.Der Käfig drückte.Da kam Veronika unter der Bettdecke hervor.

„Ich glaube wir schlafen ein wenig.Ich bin müde.Außerdem…Du riechst ein bischen streng da unten!”

Ich wurde rot. „Sorry!” sagte ich.

„Du brauchst Dich nicht zu entschuldigen, Heiko.” meinte Veronika. „Du und ich, wir beide müssen erst noch lernen, mit diesem Ding umzugehen.”

Sie legte sich auf den Rücken.

„Küss mich!”

Ich küsste ihre Füsse, dann die Beine, die Oberschenkel und „arbeitete” mich so langsam escort istanbul über ihren Hintern und ihren Rücken empor. Als ich mit küssen bei ihrem Nacken angelangt war, klopfte meine Schwanzspitze verlangend an dem Käfig.

Seit mehr als einer Woche durfte ich Veronika nicht mehr besteigen. Alles in mir war deshalb jetzt geil und wild darauf, es ihr ordentlich zu besorgen!Ich durfte nicht.Ich küsste meine Göttin nur.Veronika lag still unter mir und genoss meine Küsse.Dann drehte sie sich um, sodass ich auf ihren Bauch und zwischen ihre Beine zu liegen kam. Ihre Beine umschlossen meinen Hintern und ihre Arme meinen Nacken. „Ich werde Dich ewig lieben, mein Leben!” flüsterte sie mir in’s Ohr. „Doch du sollst nicht nur an meine Muschi denken wenn du mich siehst. Also lass uns schlafen!”Dann küsste sie mich zärtlich. Veronika öffnete nicht mein Gefängnis sondern schlief neben mir ein.

Am Morgen hatte ich das Frühstück bereitet, als sie nur mit ihrem Pyjamaoberteil bekleidet an den Frühstückstisch kam.Ich gab ihr einen Kuss.

„Du hast das Sagen und Ich werde Dich auch ewig lieben, Veronika!” versprach ich.

Da lachte sie glucksend. „Es wird Dir auch gar nicht’s anderes übrig bleiben, Heiko! Sonst kommst Du nie mehr aus Deinem Käfig raus!”

Ich schaute ihr in die Augen. Und wie auf Kommando lachten wir laut los.

In diesem Augenblick wusste ich mit absoluter Sicherheit, dass ich alles tun würde, um diese wundervolle, einmalige Frau glücklich zu machen!!

Erst nachdem sie kontrolliert hatte ob ich auch sicher verschlossen war, kontrollierte sie, ob ich auch überall sauber rasiert war. Ihre Berührungen an meinem Sack machten mich sofort wieder scharf.

„Du kriegst auch nie genug!” stellte sie fest.

„Von Dir niemals, amore!” antwortete ich.

Zärtlich streichelte sie mit beiden Händen meinen Hodensack und sagte „Das freut mich!”

Dann stand sie auf. „Ich muss jetzt gehen, mein Schatz. Ich wünsche Dir einen schönen Tag.” Sie gab mir im Vorübergehen einen kurzen Abschiedskuss.

„Danke! Das wünsche ich Dir auch! Übrigens, heute Abend komme ich später nach Hause. Wir haben Geschäftsleitungssitzung und gehen anschliessend noch etwas essen.” sagte ich.

„Dann wünsche ich Dir jetzt schon viel Vergnügen, mein Lieber. Und mach mir keine Dummheiten! Aber was sage ich da? Das kannst Du ja jetzt eh nicht mehr.”

Mit einem schelmischen Grinsen ging sie aus dem Haus.

Am Abend kam ich kurz vor Zehn nach Hause. Veronika war noch am bügeln. Sie trug ein hellblaues Pyjamaoberteil, einen weissen Slip und ihre weissen Bettsocken. Sie sah wahnsinnig sexy aus!Ich trat hinter sie und küsste ihren Nacken. Gleichzeitig glitten meine Hände unter ihr Pyjama und streichelten ihre Brüste. Veronika liess mich eine ganze Weile gewähren und genoss meine Berührungen bevor sie sich zu mir umdrehte und mich lange und leidenschaftlich küsste. Dabei legte sie ihre Hände auf meinen Hintern und zog mich ganz nahe zu sich heran.

„Hallo, mein Schatz!” lächelte sie mich an „Gut gegessen?”

„Sehr gut!” antwortete ich und erzählte ihr dann, was ich gegessen hatte.

„Und wie lief’s bei Dir?” fragte ich.

„Wie immer.” antwortete sie kurz. „Ausser …..”

„Ausser was, Cara mia?” fragte ich.

„Ausser, dass ich heute Abend noch ein sehr interessantes Telefongespräch hatte!”

„Ah ja? Mit wem denn?”

„Mit einer jungen und wie ich Dich kenne sicher sehr hübschen Apothekerin!” erklärte mir Veronika.

„Sag bloss, die hat hier angerufen?” rief ich erstaunt.

„Ja, das hat sie. Du hast ihr ja freundlicherweise vorletzten Sonntag Deine Adresse und Telefonnummer angegeben.”

„Aber nur, weil sie gesagt hatte, dass sei zwingend notwendig wenn man als Notfall in die Apotheke käme!” verteidigte ich mich.

Veronika escort avrupa yakası lächelte mich an. „Du musst Dich doch nicht rechtfertigen, Heiko!” sagte sie. „Ich mache Dir ja auch keinen Vorwurf deswegen. Im Gegenteil!”

„Wieso im Gegenteil?” fragte ich verblüfft.

„Nun ja, wir hatten wie gesagt eine sehr interessante Unterhaltung. Und Frau Moron war mir auf Anhieb sehr sympathisch. Was anscheinend auf Gegenseitigkeit beruht.”

„Und?”

„Und da ist mir so eine Idee gekommen. Ich habe deshalb Frau Moron für kommenden Freitag zu uns zum Abendessen eingeladen.”

„Das ist mir aber gar nicht angenehm, Veronika!” sagte ich.

„Wieso nicht, amore? Etwa weil sie Dich in Deinem Käfig gesehen hat?” fragte Veronika lachend.

„Ja! Genau deswegen!”

Veronika lachte laut heraus. „Da brauchst Du Dir keine Sorgen zu machen, Heiko! Sie hat mir am Telefon nämlich gesagt, dass Du ihr sehr gut gefallen hast mit Deinem Käfig. Deinen Penis fand sie recht schrumpelig aber sie fand auch, dass Du einen wundervollen Knackarsch hast!”

„Also, mir ist trotzdem nicht wohl dabei.” erwide Ich liess sie in Ruhe und ging in’s Bad. Nachdem ich frisch geduscht und rasiert war, putzte ich mir die Zähne und zog rte ich.

„Lass mal alles auf Dich zukommen, mein Schatz!” sagte Veronika. „Es wird ganz sicher ein schöner Abend werden. Und jetzt lass mich bitte weiterbügeln. Sonst werde ich nie damit fertig.” meinen Pyjama an.Dann schnappte ich mir die Zeitung und ging in Veronika’s Schlafzimmer, wo ich es mir in Ihrem Bett gemütlich machte.Es dauerte noch eine gute Dreiviertelstunde, bis Veronika ebenfalls in’s Bett kam. Sie schlüpfte unter die Bettdecke und kuschelte sich an mich. Ich legte die Zeitung weg.

Bevor ich jedoch damit anfangen konnte sie zu streicheln, fragte sie mich „Hast Du nicht etwas vergessen, mein Schatz?”

Ich schaute sie fragend an und überlegte.

„Oh! Deine Unterwäsche!”

„Genau die.”

„Kann die nicht bis morgen warten?” fragte ich.

„Nein, das kann sie nicht! Du weisst doch ganz genau, dass ich Dir aufgetragen habe, sie jeden Abend zu waschen — egal wann Du heimkommst!” sagte Veronika energisch.

Also stand ich nochmals auf, nahm Veronika’s Slip und BH, welche sie auf den Rand ihres Wäschekorbes gelegt hatte und ging damit in’s Bad.

„Und ja keine Schnellwäsche!” rief mir Veronika hinterher.

Als ich den Slip ins Necken tauchte bemerkte ich ungewohnte Flecken,machte mir aber keine weiteren Gedanken.Nachdem ich die beiden Wäschestücke gewaschen und sauber ausgespült hatte, hängte ich sie zum trocknen an die ausziehbare Wäscheleine über der Badewanne.Zurück im Schlafzimmer kroch ich unter die Bettdecke, wo Veronika sich sofort wieder wohlig an mich kuschelte. Dabei legte sie sich seitlich auf meine Brust und meinen Bauch und ihr linkes Bein legte sie zwischen meine Beine.

„Machst Du bitte das Licht aus, mein Schatz?” murmelte sie.

Ich löschte das Licht und fragte dann „Und was ist mit mir?”

„Was soll mit Dir sein?” fragte Veronika zurück.

„Willst Du mich denn wieder nicht aufschliessen?”

„Nein! Das will ich nicht! Du hättest prompt vergessen meine Unterwäsche zu waschen, wenn ich Dir nicht’s gesagt hätte. Dafür verdienst Du eine Strafe! Du wirst die Nacht in Deinem Käfig verbringen damit Du in Zukunft immer daran denkst, die Aufgaben die ich Dir stelle, zu erledigen. Lass es Dir eine Lehre sein! Und jetzt will ich schlafen und keinen Ton mehr hören!”

Damit war für Veronika das Thema erledigt.Schon bald war sie auf mir eingeschlafen. Ich versuchte ebenfalls zu schlafen. Aber wie schon gesagt, ich kann auf dem Rücken einfach nicht einschlafen. Also drehte ich mich auf die rechte Seite. Prompt folgte mir Veronika im Schlaf und kuschelte sich an meinen Rücken.Ich war gerade kurz vor dem Einschlafen war, als ein leichter stechender Schmerz zwischen den Beinen mir sagte, dass ich noch im Käfig stecke. Zuerst ignorierte ich diesen Schmerz. Doch als er nicht nachliess sondern im Gegenteil zunahm, rollte ich mich auf die linke Seite.Das musste ich wohl etwas zu heftig gemacht haben, denn Veronika erwachte deswegen.

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sevişmeye başladı bende seni sikmiycem amın iyice yansın gör gününü dedim karımsa iyice azarak saldırdı ne olursun beni sik . diye yalvarıyordu bende ozaman bana kafasından başka biri ile sevişmesini anlatmasını istedim oda bu tip şeylri bilmediği için otobüsteki kadının yerine kendini koyarak aynısını birlikte gördüğümüz olayı bire bir anlattı ben bunu kabul etmem baika anlat dedim oda böyle şeyleri bilmediğini amını iyice kızdığını söyledi bende gündüzkü oğlan iyice değdiremedimi . diye sordum oda yapamadı dedi bende orosbu bir kenara escort kayaşehir çekip vereldin ya dedim ne olur bu orosbuyu parçala dedi o gece sabaha kadar 4 kez sex yaptık zaten ne olduysa ogünden sonra oldu artık karım bana sikişirken fantazi anlatmaya o gün otobüslerde erkeklerin önüne nasıl süründüğünü anlatmaya başladı ben hayatımdan gayet memnundum karım yatakta daha güzel sevişmeye başlamıştı ben buna bir türlü anlam veremiyordum her gün aşam yatak odasında sanki kalabalık bir ototbüteymişiz gibi arkasına sürtünmemi istiyor sonrada çılgınca sevişiyorduk geçen sene işten erkrn çıkıp adliyedeki işlerimi halletmeye gidiyordum sıhıyede sincan otobüs durağında karımı gördüm yanına gidecektim birden vaz geçtim çünkü o tarfta hiç akrabamız ve tanıdığımız kimse yoktu her neyse üzerinde topuğuna kadar siyah bir etek ve kahve rengi bluz ve başörtülüydü sırtında pardüsesi yoktu zannedersem elindeki çantadaydı otobüs geldi ve otobüsün biraz dolmasını bekledi ve öyle bindi orta kapının yanında durdu ben yapacağını anlamıştım bende otobus iyice dolunca ona gözükmeden otobüse bindim ve çaprazdan sırtım ona dönük duracak şekilde vaziyet aldım ama karımın arkasına hiç yanaşan yoktu karımda otobsün soltarafına dönüp camın dibine yanaştı tam 5 tane gencin içine girdi ve sincana doğru 1 saate yakın sürecek yolculuğumuz başladı karım gençlerden birine arkasını sürtmeye başladı ve hemen . genç cevabı verdi ve yaslanmaya başladı bir süre sonra genç diğer arkadaşlarına sesizce bir şey söyledi ve arkadaşları hemen etraflarını perdelediler oğlanı tam göremiyordum ama iyi şeyler olduğunuda söyleyemem otobüs yenimahalle köprüsüne gelince viraja biraz hızlı girdi ve öteki gençlerle birlikte biraz sağa sola yaslandık o aralıkta gördüğüme inanmadım oğlan escort beykent karımın eteğini kaldırmış ve sikini arasına sürtüyordu karımın rengi ve hareketleri dğişmeye başladı ve zevke gelmeye bşladı zevke gelince gencin önünden kaçmaya çalıştı ama göre bildiğim kadar belinden tutmuş sürtünüyormu sikiyormu belli olmuyordu biraz sonra gençte boşaldı karım çiflik kavşağında indi ve doğru bir taksiye bindi ben görünmemek için 1 sonraki durakta indim durağa gelirken gence helal olsun malı götürdün diye zarf attım gençte mal iyide orosbu arasına sürdüttürdü içine almadı dedi ben biraz rahatlamıştım otobüsten inince bir taksi ile son sürat eve doğru gitmeye başladım taksiciye beni 15 dakikadan evvel gideceğim yere götürürse 2 kat fazla . para vereceğimi söyledim eve biraz uzak biyerde inip karmın gelmesini bekledim oda 2 3 dakika sonra sırtında pardüsesi ile birlikte geldi o gece çılgınca seviştek bende fantazi anlatmasını istedim karımda gözmün önünde olan olayı fantazi gibi anlattı bende ya içine koysaydı napacaktın diye sordum oda bana . sen fazla oluyorsun sana uydurup uydurp hikaye anlatıyorum sen beni milletin altına yatırmaya çalışıyorsu dedi ve olayı kapatıp yattık ertesi gün hastayım deyip 1 hafta rapor aldım sabah evden işe gider gibi çıkıyordum karımsa saat 2 gibi evden çıkıyordu ce farklı otobüslerde sürtünüyor akşama bana fantazi gibi anlatıyordu bu 1 hafta sürdü 1 gün ona ben sana müsade etsem gerçekten birinin önüne benim yanımda sürünürmüsün dedim oda ben öyle şey yapmam dedi üzerine gidince sen kızmazmısın dedi bende niye kızıyım dedim kızcak olsam sana zaten böyle hikayeler anlattırmam dedim oda ozaman belki olur dedi orosbum benim deyip ona sarıldım ve deliler gibi seviştik ve benim yanımda sürtünme işini istanbulda yaptık bindiğimiz otobüse ayrı ayrı yabacı gibi bindik ve gene arasına sürttürdü şimdi grup sex yapma fikrini aşılamaya çalışıyrum rezil oluruz korkusu ile yanaşmıyor bende ona bu işi yapanların sır tutmasını bilen insanlar olduğunu onlarında aynı sıkıntıyı çetiğini ama çok zevkli olduğunu sürekli anlatıyorum oda bu fikre yavaş yavaş ısınıyor çiftlerin karımı nasıl sikeceğini anlatırsa onunla irtibata geçilecek

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My twin brother and I got an apartment together shortly after we turned 18. When our little sister Mary turned 18 a year and a half later, she still lived at our parents’ place, though she began hanging out at our place many hours of the day and night since it wasn’t out in the middle of nowhere. She kept some clothes there, and several of her friends began hanging out there as well.

An apartment full of teenage girls that just graduated from high school and had a tendency to leave the kitchen and living room very messy can be rather annoying. On the other hand, an apartment full of teenage girls that just graduated from high school presents many visual treats. Especially when the apartment complex has a pool and the apartment only has a small air conditioning unit, just powerful enough to stave off heat stroke on a hot day, it didn’t really get comfortable inside on the hottest days of summer. So there was plenty of eye candy using our bathroom as a changing room before heading out to the pool in skimpy bikinis.

Some days, my sister had almost a dozen friends over, and I was almost constantly erect from all the delectable female flesh walking around. Judging by the look on my brother’s face, and the way he shifted in his chair, I suspect he was as well. My sister was a cheerleader in high school, and was still friends with many of her squad mates. I was in the marching band, and got to know some of them from working together for pep rallies or at school sports events.

Most often, it was just my sister’s two best friends, in addition to her. Janet was about 5’2″, a very petite blonde with perky little breasts and an ass that could give a statue an erection. Janet was the one they threw high into the air at football games, and I think she sometimes forgot to wear anything under her little skirt, at least it looked like that from my seat in the band section at the games.

Sarah was a tall blonde, 5’10”, with legs that seemed to go on forever. The kind of legs you could suck on for days. She had good sized breasts, and seemed to dislike wearing bras, since her nipples were often noticeably through her tops.

My sister was the hottest girl at school, and I don’t feel any shame admitting that during high school, visions of her sent as many loads of jizz into a towel or down the shower drain as all the other girls at school combined. 5’5″, long dark brown hair, spectacular C cup tits (I checked the size on her bra while pulling her laundry out of the dryer recently), kırklareli escort with perfectly sculpted legs and ass. Mary ran a lot to keep in shape, and could have been on the varsity track team, if she wasn’t so busy with cheerleading.

One night, I was settling in to watch my favorite show on TV, and my sister, Janet, and Sarah wanted to go out. My sister’s car was in the shop, so they were bugging me to drive them. If it was a simple matter of dropping them off somewhere, I would have said yes. They wanted to go cruising, driving up and down the two one-way streets that pass through the entire town. I had plenty of gas, so the only issue was my time. They were dressed up to pick up guys, and I didn’t want to spend my night watching three babes who weren’t planning to sleep with me pick up random dudes. My brother was out of town for a couple of weeks for his annual National Guard training, so they couldn’t ask him. They offered cash, future favors, and anything they could think of to try and get me to drive them. My sister even offered to find a chick for me to have fun with that night. I doubted how well it would work, though Janet seemed to realize that might be the motivation to get me to drive them, based on what she said next.

“C’mon Jake, we’ll have sex with you if you drive us.” Mary and Sarah just nodded their heads at this idea.

“All three of you? Actual sex, not just a quick feel, making out, and a hand-job?” Which perfectly described most of my dates, the few I got in high school and since. I wasn’t a virgin, but I didn’t get laid as much as I would like.

The girls looked at each other, and there seemed to be some non-verbal communication before they turned back to me.

“Yes, all three of us will have sex with you,” my sister said.

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. My sister who I had lusted for since shortly after puberty was actually saying she would have sex with me, and in a group setting. As my dick quickly swelled in my pants at the idea of fucking my sister and her two hot friends, I slowly took a longer look at each of them, letting my gaze travel full-length over each girl’s body. Janet had a cute little black dress on, not skin-tight, though it clung to her figure in all the right places. It was long enough to prevent charges of public lewdness, but just barely. Up top, her little tits must’ve been in a push-up bra, since I’ve never seen that much cleavage on afyon escort her. Sarah was wearing a slinky red dress that almost looked painted on. The hem was just above her knees, with a slit in the side going almost all the way to her hip. I couldn’t see any panty line where the dress clung to her hips and showed off the shape of her ass. The top of it was very low-cut, and with the open back it was clear she was not wearing a bra, and her tits looked like they were about to pop out of the dress. My sister was a stunner as usual. She was wearing a tight, dark blue skirt to mid-thigh that really showed her delightful curves. She was wearing a silvery loose-fitting top that was low-cut with an open back and oversized arm holes so it was clear she also was not wearing a bra, and plenty of side-boob was visible, and even hints of her dark areola as she moved.

“Okay girls, I’ll drive you, but I want payment up front. I don’t want you changing your minds later because you’re too tired or going home with some other guy to get out of your part of the deal,” I stated as I stood up, the tent in my pants now very noticeable. The girls gasped slightly when they saw how aroused I was, and I saw my sister lick her lips quickly before speaking.

“We can’t do that. You’ll fall asleep after, and we won’t get to go.”

“What about a compromise? Partial payment, the rest after we cruise?” asked Sarah.

“That might be acceptable. Let’s figure out the terms,” I agreed. We settled on all of us stripping so each of us could see what was waiting for us at the end of the night. As they got undressed, I was able to confirm that only Janet was wearing any undergarments, and only the push-up bra. Mary and Sarah were indeed not wearing bras, and none of the girls wore panties. Janet had shaved or waxed her pussy completely bald. With her petite size, tiny tits, and bald pussy, she looked younger than she was. If I hadn’t been to her high school graduation, I wouldn’t have known she was over 18. Sarah had also shaved her pussy, though with her figure and more mature face, she could’ve passed for over 21. My sister just about made me cum without even touching my dick. Her perfect tits seemed to defy gravity, sitting perky on her chest with no sagging or drooping, despite their size. She had cleared all but a little landing strip above her pussy, and with her aroused state, her pussy lips were slightly open, almost inviting me in.

I then got to amasya escort kiss each of the girls, and not just a quick peck. Each kiss was accompanied by a tits-to-toenails full body hug, and plenty of tongue action. Being naked really ramped up the arousal, and the end of my dick was practically dripping with pre-cum and each girl’s pussy was leaking juices down their thighs. The girls then had me lay down while my sister put one of my ties around my head as a blindfold. She reached over me from in front of me, and her tits were dangling in my face as she tied a quick knot to hold it in place. While she did that, I managed to get my mouth around one of her nipples and heard her moan while she finished the tie. I was pushed down onto the bed, and I felt some shifting on and off the bed and footsteps around the bed. As we agreed, the girls randomly chose one of them to hop on and ride me for a little bit, but I wouldn’t know which one. My hands were tied to the headboard with two more of my ties, to prevent me from grabbing the girl and figuring out who she was by feeling for what I had just seen. I felt the bed sag on both sides of me, and then a pair of legs outside my own, kneeling on the bed just above my crotch. Apparently all three girls had gotten on the bed to make it harder to guess who it was by the weight of the girl riding me.

I soon felt a hand hold my dick pointing straight up, and a wet pussy touched the head of my cock, before slowly impaling herself and wrapping me in a velvety vice. After a brief pause, she lifted herself off till just the head was still in her, and then she came back down quickly. She repeated this for a few minutes while speeding up, and I felt her freeze and shudder while her pussy went wild around my dick. I heard a muffled scream of ecstasy at the same time that I couldn’t hold back anymore and unloaded inside her, firing jet after jet of thick semen into the mystery pussy impaled on my dick. The girls got off the bed, and I heard my sister’s voice saying they would be back in a second, they just have to clean up a little.

I heard running water in the bathroom, and what sounded like two more muffled shouts of ecstasy, possibly from the other two girls rubbing themselves or each other to orgasm. I was feeling a little drowsy as I usually do after a good orgasm, when I felt hands releasing my hands and removing the blindfold. The three girls were still naked, and they were smiling in post-orgasmic bliss. I couldn’t see any jizz running down anyone’s leg, so they must’ve cleaned that up. Mary was carrying a damp towel, and quickly cleaned the cum and pussy juice off my dick and out of my pubes.

“Okay, let’s get dressed and hit the town. We’ll be back to finish this up without the blindfold, unless you really want it,” my sister said with a wink.

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“I’ve gotten the last load of towels in the dryer,” said Tony, the new employee as he approached the desk where his boss stood working. Doug Frasier looked up from his business of closing the books on the day’s activity at his gym to see the short, stocky, handsome young man standing across the counter from him grinning. “Do you want me to do anything else while I’m waiting for the towels to finish?”

Watching the beaming young man, obviously anxious to please, Doug quickly appraised the boy’s well developed pectorals pushing through his tight t-shirt, their nipples showing distinctly against the thin fabric.

“No,” Doug replied while his eyes continued to scan him. Tony had only recently begun working at the gym, but his physical development reflected several years of weight lifting while in high school. “Why don’t you go ahead and leave for the evening. I will finish the towels before I close up.”

“I don’t mind staying,” Tony replied. “In fact, if you don’t mind, I might spend some time in the sauna while I’m waiting.” Doug replied that would be fine with him and then, with his eyes, followed his employee as he headed toward the locker room with the nearby sauna. Doug found himself consciously noticing the movement of Tony’s rear end. He also felt a growing sensation of throbbing in his groin at the sight.

Doug was not unfamiliar with these feelings. After adulthood spent in the world of body builders, he was comfortable around gay men and knew that he could occasionally appreciate a man’s body. Recently, however, he seemed to be becoming more aware of his urges. And the recent hire of Tony seemed to have incited these feelings even more.

Putting away his work, Doug soon followed the young man into the locker room. He could hear water spraying in the shower. Looking into the tiled room he saw a naked Tony, his body arched backward facing the shower head while spray hit his face and body. The bend of his back emphasized the rounded cheeks of the young man’s ass. Suddenly, the familiar feel and sight of another’s young man’s butt imposed itself on Tony’s backside in Doug’s mind, thoughts that were quickly rejected.

“I’m going to be hanging out in the locker room working on some poses for the contest Saturday,” Doug spoke as he stared into the shower. Tony abruptly turned at the sound of a voice, then smiled and gave the older man a wave. “Sure,” he replied.

Doug walked to a locker at the end of a row where he kept his personal belongings. Quickly flipping the lock open, he had the door standing open and was beginning to strip from his clothes when, unseen by him, Tony peered through the shower opening to watch.

Even though he’d never seen his boss undressed, it was impossible to not notice the framed photographs of Doug on various walls around the gym. He had been photographed posing for competitions wearing only the briefest of garments. Checking out the pictures, Tony had speculated what kind of arousal he would feel seeing the man in the flesh, and here, he thought to himself, it was about to happen.

He watched as Doug stood naked as he reached to remove a skimpy posing suit from a shelf at the top of his locker,. then bent over to step into it. Tony felt his dick begin to rise when he saw the body builder’s rounded, muscular ass. He returned to turn off the shower before reaching for a towel and returning to the doorway.

By then Doug was standing in front of a full length mirror in the locker room studying his body. “Do you mind if I watch,” Tony spoke when he entered the room. “I’ve been thinking about asking you for some competition pointers anyway.”

Doug turned to see Tony standing with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Sure,” the man replied. “Just don’t talk, I need to really concentrate. If you have any questions ask them later.” With that speech, Doug struck his first flex pose with his arms.

Tony watched while the man went from pose to pose. He took in the sight of the tight suit barely covering his muscular ass cheeks. He watched while the bulge between Doug’s legs muğla escort seemed to grow fuller as he worked. He noticed how intently Doug concentrated on his work as flexing muscles tightened and expanded.

The young man found that the thrill of watching caused his cock to begin to stiffen. He turned and stepped into the steam room when it had become impossible for him to hide the hard dick behind his towel. Unknown to Tony, Doug had observed the same happening and, in response, had felt his own cock beginning to fill with the excitement of being watched.

Distracted from his practice, Doug eventually gave up preparing for the performance and returned to his locker while stripping from the suit. Turning to head toward the shower, he quickly grabbed a towel. As he approached the door to the sauna he began arguing with himself about whether or not he should also go in the sauna. He knew that the titillations inspired by Tony’s voyeurism were leading him to a decision he wasn’t sure was advisable.

After all, Tony was his employee. He also told himself that he was too close to the age of Mark, his son. He was unsure of those implications. However, once standing beside the door, he cast doubts from his mind and entered the steamy room.

“I think I’ll join you,” he said entering the room.

Tony abruptly covered himself with his towel. Alone in the sauna, he had been stroking his aroused penis with images of his boss in his mind.

Doug sat on the bench across from him. He had also caught the sight of a towel being hastily thrown across Tony’s lap when he entered the room. Awkwardness filled the small room as each watched the other through the haze of steam.

“It’s warm in here,” Doug spoke first, “Feels good.” Doug sat bent over with his elbows on his thighs he wondered what might happen next. Across from him Tony sat also wondering how open he could be in expressing what a turn on it was to find himself naked, wrapped in only a towel, and sitting with a celebrity of the body building world.

Uncertain of how to take advantage of the situation, and equally uncertain of what he was willing to have occur, Doug sat still while occasionally looking up to wipe sweat from his face. When he did he noticed that Tony had moved his hand to beneath his towel. The thought that the young man was becoming aroused while watching excited Doug. This was the same feeling that he would occasionally get while standing on a stage nearly naked posing for an audience. Feeling bold, he slowly began opening his knees, hoping that by sitting on the edge of the bench the way he was would expose his dick and balls.

The young man gasped when he saw Doug open his legs. Between the muscular thighs he could see the shape of a cock exposed beneath the towel. “He’s luring me on,” Tony thought to himself. As the young man slipped his hand from his own towel, the fabric partially slid from his lap to rest draped over his aroused cock, now upright between his legs.

Excited by this overt act from Tony, Doug overcame any reservations he was having and undid the towel from his waist, then laid the portion that had been covering his lap on the bench beside him. “Here,” he thought to himself, “this is what you want.” He was now sitting naked with his legs spread open and his cock growing hard.

Tony gasped at the site of Doug’s hard cock. Uncertain if he should make any comment, he reframed from words and stood from sitting to step across the small distance between the benches. He reached to place his hands on Doug’s knees as the man leaned backward against the wall, opening his legs more.

Without fanfare, he placed his mouth on his boss’s cock, pushing downward until he felt it harden and press against the back of his throat. Doug gasped abruptly to feel the warm wet cavity of the boy’s mouth as his cock was drawn inward.

“Oh yes,” the man whispered, “suck on that boy.”

Hearing the words spoken by his boss, Tony’s body responded with excitement and he felt the head of his ordu escort cock, now harder than he could ever remember, begin to drip with fluid. He reached down with one hand to smear the flow over his shaft while he began stroking himself.

Doug looked to see movement in the young man’s shoulder and the thought of someone pleasuring himself as he sucked on his cock excited him more. He took both of his hands and placed the fingers over the young man’s skull, covered in a thick rug of hair, then began pushing it up and down, feeling the boy’s mouth riding on his cock.

“Suck that pole of mine,” he spoke and then added, “you cocksucker.” This was immediately followed by a moaning from between his legs accompanied by a nodding of affirmative.

Doug had been sucked off a few times by a man, but this time he felt bolder and freer to unleash fantasies only realized before in his mind.

“Do you like that cock, boy,” he said and applied a small slap to the side of Tony’s head.

“Oh yes Sir,” he heard the boy mumble accompanied by a hard jerking from the arm reaching beneath his body.

Sliding abruptly from the bench and using his fingers he grasped the young man’s hair and pulled his head backward away from him. The sight of the expression on Tony’s face, his eyes half-open and saliva dripping from his mouth, incited Doug to divulge words that had only previously been thoughts only known to him.

“So you like sucking my cock, you little bitch,” he snapped at the young man while applying a harder slap across his cheek. Doug startled himself with the ferocity and certainty with which he spoke them. He was beginning to enjoy this game.

With a moan Tony suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Doug and lowered his head between the man’s legs. Rubbing his face against the man’s massive thigh he spoke in a voice unlike the one Doug had grown accustomed to hearing over the past few weeks. It was a softer, submissive voice and seemed to hold a plea.

“Oh yes Sir, I’ll like anything you want to do to me,” he said.

Unexpectedly facing a scene which Doug had only occasionally fantasized in his private moments while hardly even admitting it to himself, the man felt his cock stiffen like never before and excitement like never before filled his chest.

“Then we’ll just have to see what you’re willing to do,” he said in a snarling tone. “If you’re my bitch, swallow those balls of mine boy.” He shoved Tony’s face to his crotch while lifting one leg to the bench, exposing his hanging balls.

Without hesitation Tony began first licking, then sucking lightly on Doug’s balls. Soon the man felt the sensation of one of his balls being sucked into the boy’s mouth. It was accompanied by a new feeling of tugging from inside of his body. Tony opened his mouth wide and looked upward into Doug’s face while he navigated both of the man’s balls into the cavity.

Doug gave a gasp then began shoving Tony’s face into his groin as he rubbed back and forth across his face. He could feel the sensation of warmth fill his balls and the unusual feeling of his insides being tugged downward into his scrotum.

“Suck on those, you little cunt,” Doug pushed upward on Tony’s head. The young man moaned even louder.

After minutes Doug stepped away from the young man, leaving him hungrily licking around his lips, the way an animal would.

“So you want to play this game, boy,” he said, reaching down to grab the young man’s forearm while lifting him upward. Tony stood up and leaned his face toward Doug, puckering his lips as though ready for a kiss.

“I didn’t say that,” Doug shoved him back. Startled,. Tony looked back expectantly.

“I said this,” and he sat back down on the bench pulling Tony downward toward him. “I said, get across my lap, you little bitch.” Tony was roughly jerked onto Doug’s lap, his crotch resting on the man’s thighs with his ass cheeks exposed.

“I think I want to teach you a lesson, a lesson on being obedience to me while you’re working osmaniye escort here.”

Tony cried out, “Oh yes Sir, teach me what you want me to learn,” then giving a sharp scream as Doug’s palm landed sharply on an ass cheek.

The young man squirmed while he cried out, “Teach me Sir, and teach me how to serve you.”

With the words requesting service, Doug’s hand began to land harder and harder across the backside of the young man. He felt excitement rise in his hard dick with each blow across the reddening cheeks of the young man.

Tony was no longer whimpering from the spanking, he was squiring and screaming while shedding tears. The muscular man didn’t let up until pleas his please changed beginning Doug to stop. “You asked for this, you’re going to get it,” he snarled backward at first, though eventually his own palm had begun to burn. Then he slowed his blows and began to rub gently over the young man’s ass cheeks, now glowing a bright red.

Doug slipped a finger into the crack between the red mounds and began probing around the boy’s puckered anus. Tony’s sniffling had stopped and he responded to the finger probes by undulating his ass and moaning with pleasure.

“You want me to fuck you, little bitch,” Doug leaned toward the writhing figure.

“Oh please, yes fuck me please,” Tony whimpered back.

\Shoving Tony from him, Doug stood and ordered the young man to lean on the lower bench in front of him. He obeyed and Doug stepped forward to place his cock between the cheeks of the man now leaning over with his hands on the wooden bench.

“Like this Sir,” he spoke back to Doug.

Without responding Doug grasped his own cock to begin rubbing the head between Tony’s still red ass cheeks, probing for the hole.

“You’re going to get fucked by his big cock, boy,” the man spoke as he felt the tip of the head against the warmth of the young man’s puckered ass hole. His dick, slick from the steam and sweat of the room, needed no lubricant as he pushed it forward and down into Tony.

“Oh yes, that’s it,” the young man muttered, “fuck my hole with your big cock Sir.”

“Shut up, boy,” Doug slapped against one of the red cheeks. Taking his fingers, his spread open the butt cheeks to better his aim into Tony’s opening hole. He was soon buried against the boy feeling the warmth and soft flesh of the young man’s insides.

With a rocking motion, Doug began slowly thrusting back and forward driving his hips like pistons.

Tony moaned loudly as Doug’s thrusting increased to a slow pounding against him. With one hand he grabbed his own hard cock to begin stroking, submitting himself to the feel of the cock inside of him and his own stimulations. He began to openly moan and rock in motion with Doug’s thrusting.

Taking Tony’s ass in his hands, Doug jerked the hips backward into his thrusting cock. He gritted his teeth as his breath began snorting through his nostrils like the bull this made him feel like.

Placing his hands on Tony’s shoulders, he squatted backward on his heels and begin humping, the way a bull rides a cow.

As both men approached their climaxes, cries of passion filled the steamy room. Unnoticed to either, their sweat mingled together over slimy bodies in fervid motion.

Doug said it first, “I’m going to fill your hole up with cum, you little bitch.”

Tony responded with his own anxious submission of “Fuck me Sir, take me like your bitch.”

A cry came from Doug’s throat resembling a loud growl as rivers of is cum began coursing from his body, through the shaft of his cock, then shooting into Tony’s body.

At that exact moment Tony jerked his hand sharply as his own jizz shot from him onto the bench and began dripping down to the floor.

Once he was spent, Doug felt his cock soften and begin sliding from Tony’s warm hole with a plop. Both men held their position for a long moment before Doug made the first step backward.

Tony stood upright and turned to look at his boss who was now looking down at the spots of white cum splashed across the wooden bench.

Pointing Tony toward the bench Doug said, “Clean that up before you leave.” Then, after pausing he added, “In fact, lick it up now.”

As he walked out of the sauna he saw Tony fall to his knees and begin using his tongue licking up the spots of cum.

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I’ve been married to my wife, Becca, for twenty-four years; for the most part, pretty happily. Together we have two children, eight-year-old Martin and eighteen-year-old Clara. We’re your typical suburban middleclass family, meaning we’ve all got our own lives we focus on; however, I pride myself on being a part of every member of my family’s life.

Martin is obsessed with baseball. From the professionals to his own team, which he is the pitcher for, everything in his world revolves around the sport. Becca is an account manager at a P.R. firm; she makes decent money, loves being in charge, and rarely complains. As for myself, I’m a psychologist, with my own in home private practice. That leaves Clara. She’s different. She doesn’t let me in. We’ll talk and it’s very artificial; I know no more about her than I do my neighbors, but it wasn’t always like that. I hate that it’s like that now.

Today started off like any other day. We had breakfast as a family, went off and did our own things. I made dinner. Martin and Becca came home after school. Martin and I laughed and talked about sports and the upcoming game we’re going to see next week. Clara moved her carrots around her plate and politely nodded or said a brief word when absolutely necessary. A few hours after dinner, when the kids were doing their own thing, and I was in my office working on a paper, I see Becca’s car beam lights pull up to the gate. I’m sure she’ll eat, then take a shower, put the kids to bed, then go to sleep herself. Life as usually.

Only today, there was a knock on my office door.

I check my watch, half past one in the morning. Everyone should be asleep. “Come in.” Slowly the door opens and Clara sticks her head in, “Hey Dad, can I talk to you?”

As if she’d need to ask, I practically jump up from behind my desk, “Of course Sweetie.” I gesture towards the couch I have for my patience, karabük escort she takes a seat and stares at the floor. I lean against my desk and wait.

After twenty minutes of silence, she finally looks at me. “Daddy, do you think I’m attractive?”

This was no where close to where I thought she was going. Clara has never presented any signs of low self-esteem or body issues. Completely taken aback I answer without thinking, “Of course.”

She shakes her head as she turns to look at me, “No, not like I’m your daughter and you love me pretty. Like, am I attractive as a woman to a man. Before you answer, think about it, I’m asking you, because you’re not like other father’s. You can be objective, plus you’re honest, this will be confidential, you’ll be pensive and I trust you. I want your opinion as to whether you find me attractive as a woman.”

Before I say a word, she stands and unties the white robe she walked in wearing. It falls to the ground at her feet, and there’s my daughter, naked staring at me. All I can think, is that she want’s my honest opinion. The why is moot right now.

Staring at her I take in her features, features I know by heart. Even with her olive skin, it’s obvious there’s always a bit of natural pink in her cheeks, that compliments her dark brown eyes and oval face. She’s of average height, with an hourglass figure, I know for a fact, women would kill for. Her breast are incredible, small waist, tight ass. An ass I wouldn’t mind seeing right now. “Turn around for me.” She does so without hesitation, and that ass comes into view. It’s a perfect heart shape. Her long dark hair, almost kisses it. I move my hands to cover my hardening cock.

“Turn around again.” She does so and her face is full of apprehension. “After I answer, will you tell me why?” She nods. “You’re osmaniye escort absolutely stunning.”

“Dad…”

I hold up a hand to show her I wasn’t finished. “You asked, if as a man, I found you attractive. The answer is yes, incredibly so. You’re an extremely desirable woman Clara.”

She smiles and walks over to me. “Thank you, Daddy.” She wraps her arms around my neck and moves in so we’re abdomen to abdomen. I slightly hesitate as I wrap my arms around her waist. I try to position my crotch at an angle so she doesn’t feel how much I find her attractive.

The hug lasts longer than normal, and it’s me that pulls away, “Now why do you ask that sweetie?”

She stands on her tip toes and leans in to me, I lean towards her, head tilted, ready to hear her reason whispered in my ear, at the last second, she turns my head and captures my lips onto hers. Shocked I don’t move. Clara isn’t deterred in the slightest. Her lips continue to move over mine, and then I feel her tongue slide over mine. It’s as if I wake up. Quickly I pull away from her, “What was that?” With a wicked smile she licks her lips, turns, walks back to her robe, seductively bends down, then collects her robe and walks naked out of my office.

I don’t move from desk for several minutes. There are too many unanswered questions running rampant in my mind, along with my throbbing cock in my pants, the combination is making me upset. I go to bed, determined to sleep off the event, but it’s pointless, I’m too on edge to sleep. At four thirty in the morning, I march into Clara’s room, straight to her sleeping on the bed, and throw off her blankets. She sleep’s naked. I didn’t know.

She quickly stirs awake. Too quickly, I didn’t even have time to take my eyes off her body. “Hi Daddy.”

The anger leaves me as I stare at her marmaris escort gorgeous face, “Sorry to wake you Sweetie.”

She turns on her side and scoots to the opposite edge of her bed, “It’s okay Daddy, just lay with me until I fall back asleep.” My brain screams it’s a bad idea; but that only pushes me to do it, I shouldn’t have any qualms about lying next to my sexy as fuck daughter. I’m her father. She trusts me.

Looking back to notice whether I shut the door or not, I see it’s ajar, and with a sigh of relief, I slide into bed next to her. Like a log, I lay there stiff and unmoving.

She turns over to see me then giggles and whispers, “You look so comfortable Daddy.” I smile and try to relax, it doesn’t help when she takes hold of my hand and places it firmly on her ass. “It’s a small bed, I don’t want you to fall off.” Feeling her warm flesh in my hand, I can’t help but squeeze her closer.

Her leg goes over mine. She scoot’s up towards the headboard, her breast now in my face, her hard nipples a sliver away from my lips. “Daddy you’re balding.” I open my mouth to protest, but no words come out, her nipple goes in. Fuck. I wrap my lip around that nipple and suck for dear life. No longer is her leg alone wrapped around me, she maneuvers herself onto my lap. Grinding down as I lick her breast. She starts to moan as she bounces up and down. It isn’t until I feel her hand wrap around my rock-hard cock that I realize how much I need this. Want this.

Then I hear a sound at the door and see the shadow of Martin passing by outside. He must have gotten up for a glass of water or something. I barely breathe as I wrap my hand around Clara’s forcing her to stop stroking my cock. I wait for that shadow to pass by, back to his room again. He does so without even glancing this way.

Quickly I lift Clara off me and carefully place her back on the bed next to me. Breathing heavily, she asks, “What are you doing? He didn’t see anything.” I get up and briskly walk out of her room and straight into mine. Laying in bed I close my eyes and try to get the picture of my naked daughter out of my head. It doesn’t work, and I cum quickly imagining what would have happened if I had stayed in that room any longer.

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Wanda dropped onto the sofa with a big sigh. Her nineteen-year-old daughter Melanie plopped down next to her, so close their thighs were touching. “I’m glad that’s over,” Wanda said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many trick-or-treaters before.”

“Yeah, there were a lot of them,” Melanie agreed, running her hand up and down her mother’s smooth bare thigh. “But, you know the evening isn’t over yet? It’s time for the older kids and adults now.”

“Do we have to do that?” Wanda asked, as Melanie’s hand slid under her short skirt and began stroking her wet pussy through the crotch of her plain white cotton panties.

“You know we do,” Melanie continued, pushing the crotch of her mother’s panties into her sopping wet cunt, causing the woman to moan. As she pushed her fingers deeper into her mother, taking her panties with them, she pressed against the older woman’s clit with her thumb.

“Oh, god,” Wanda moaned, leaning her head back on the couch, enjoying the sensations her daughter was generating between her legs. She made no attempt to stop the girl when she felt her unbuttoning her blouse so she could get at her big 38C tits.

“Strip,” Melanie growled into her mother’s ear, after a couple of minutes of this stimulation.

Wanda quickly slid out of her skirt and panties. She then pulled off her blouse and bra so that she sat on the couch, completely naked, next to her still fully clothed daughter. Melanie’s hand was immediately between the woman’s wide spread legs, fingering her wet fuckhole again, as she licked and kissed her neck, and shoulder. She then began sucking on her mother’s earlobe, causing the older woman to moan with pleasure.

“Wha… What are you doing to me?” Wanda moaned, as her hips began to rock up to meet her daughter’s thrusts into her cunt.

“That’s a stupid question, slut,” Melanie whispered into her ear. “I’m fingerfucking your cunt, getting you ready for the upcoming festivities.”

“Please,” Wanda moaned, “Please don’t make me do this.”

“I’ll make you do whatever I want you to do, whore,” she growled at her. “For right now, I want you to cum for me. Cum now!”

“Oh! God! Yessss!!!” Wanda screamed, as the pleasure washed over her body, making her tremble with excitement.

Melanie looked at her mother as she lay on the couch gasping for breath, her eyes closed in post orgasmic contentment. She loved how beautiful her forty-year-old mother looked after she had just cum. She sucked her mother’s sweet pussy juices off of her fingers, and smiled at what she had in store for her personal plaything in just another few minutes.

***

A little while later Melanie went to answer the door. She had sent Wanda to the bedroom to get ready for the rest of the evening’s festivities. When she opened the door Susan and her mother, Lorie, quickly stepped inside. Melanie took the pretty girl in her arms and gave her a kiss that would have curled the toes of a dead man, right in front of her mother who stood quietly behind her dressed in a London Fog trenchcoat.

“Glad you could make it,” Melanie said, when their lips parted.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Susan gasped. She then wrinkled up her nose and sniffed. “What’s that smell?”

“What smell?” Melanie asked, sniffing the air several times. She then smiled with recognition. “Oh that. It’s my mom. The house is usually so full of it, I don’t really notice it any more. Mom wasn’t too sure she wanted to be in the party tonight, so I had to sort of prime her pump, if you know what I mean?”

“I know exactly what you mean,” Susan said, tokat escort with a grin. “My mom had the same problem.” She reached over and gave her mom’s breast a squeeze through her trenchcoat. “Where is your mom?”

“She’s in the bedroom getting ready,” she replied, stepping back from her friend. She then shouted for Wanda, who immediately came into the living room. She was naked except for a pair of three-inch fuck me heals, thigh-high self-supporting hose, leather ankle and wrist cuffs, and a thin leather collar around her long beautiful neck. She looked beautiful. “What about you mom?”

“Mom?” Susan said, looking at Lorie who had been standing clutching her trenchcoat closed since she had arrived. The older woman immediately opened the coat and let it slide to the floor revealing her magnificent body and the fact that she was dressed the same as Wanda.

“Very nice,” Melanie said, as she looked Susan’s mother over. Lorie looked almost exactly like her daughter, only older. Both women were more petite than Wanda or Melanie, but their bodies were perfect for their builds. Lorie sported a pair of perky 36B tits with a 22-inch waistline and 35-inch hips. Both she and her daughter were shorter than the other two women.

Melanie and Susan had tried being a couple once, but unlike some friends of theirs named Linda and Emma, it had not worked out. The problem was, they both had dominant personalities and neither one of them was willing to submit to the other one for more than a short time. So, in the end, they had decided to remain friends, and just have sex with each other occasionally, keeping their extremely submissive mothers as their primary sexual partners. The older women had been tickled pink, figuratively and literally.

“Shall we get them ready?” Susan asked. “The guests should be arriving soon.”

“Yeah, lets,” Melanie responded, with a devilish gleam in her eyes.

***

It was close to midnight and the party had been going for over thirty minutes now. Everyone seemed to be having a great time. There were over a dozen guests, all of who were in costumes, not that it was difficult to figure out who everyone was. The guests ranged in age from eighteen to the late thirties, and all were female.

“Great party,” Carol said, walking up to Melanie, and giving her a hug. Carol was an eighteen-year-old beauty who was dressed as an Arab sheik, complete with turban and oversized rings. She held a leash in her other hand. At the far end of the leash was her thirty-eight-year-old mother dressed as a harem slave in an outfit which just barely covered her most intimate parts.

“I like your mom’s costume,” Melanie said, looking at the definitely over exposed woman.

“Thanks, but I think she’s a little over dressed,” the girl said, tugging on the leash, pulling her very embarrassed mom a little closer. “Especially after seeing those two.”

“From what I’ve seen of your mom in the past,” Melanie laughed, “She’s always been somewhat of a prude. I’m really impressed you got her to wear so little out in public.”

“Yeah,” Carol agreed, with a smile. “But, I liked the idea. And, of course you know mom is always up for whatever I suggest to her. I love your centerpiece. Very creative.”

“Thanks,” Melanie said, turning to face the center of the room. “Susan and I wanted to do a little something different this year, since it was our turn to host the party. This was what we came up with.”

There in the middle of the room, on a low rectangular coffee table, were Wanda and Lorie lying on their backs, with yozgat escort their heads side by side resting on the other one’s shoulder. A leather strap went around each woman, just below their breasts, strapping them securely to the table, which was just barely long enough for the women to fit. The rounded parts of their asses stuck out on each end.

The women’s hose covered legs had been brought straight up and clipped together, using the leather ankle straps, so that they had to hold them in that position, fully exposing their succulent nether regions. A spreader bar was placed between their ankles so that they had to keep their legs spread as well as straight up. Using the wrist cuffs, each woman’s wrists had been secured to the leather strap that secured the other one to the table in such a way that their hands naturally cupped her fellow prisoner’s boobs.

Once they had their moms in this rather erotic, and very revealing, position, they started their Halloween decorating. Melanie had cut two oval holes in the bottom of a large flat-bottomed plastic bowel. The bowel had then been place on Wanda’s chest, and her ample mammaries had been pulled through the holes. Since the bowels had been cut slightly smaller than the size of her boobs, they made a perfect seal. Then the cleavage formed by her tits, as her friend and the bowel supported them, was filled with a Ranch dip. A bowel was placed on her belly between her raised legs, and filled with chips. A similar treatment was done to Lorie, only her cleavage was filled with bean dip and the bowel between her legs held nachos. The coupe-de-grace was that a handful of lolli-pops had been stuck, handles first, into the women’s assholes, making a lovely display of color.

“Have you tried the punch?” Melanie asked her friend.

“No, but I’ve been dying to,” Carol responded, moving towards the bound women.

Hanging, with cap end down, from the spreader bar, over their heads, were two two-liter soda bottles with the bottoms cut off, so they could be refilled when then needed to be. Soft surgical tubing had been inserted into the caps and ran to each woman’s mouth. The tubing simply looped into the woman’s mouth and then came back out to travel down her stomach and into her exposed and elevated pussy. The punch, which started out in the soda bottles, traveled down the tubing, into and out of their mouths and ended up in their cunts, where several long plastic straws had been placed for the convenience of their guests. The reason the tubing went into their mouths first was because the girls could not figure out a valve system that would allow their pussies to remain full of punch without overflowing. When they felt their cunts becoming empty Wanda and Lorie would release their bite on the tubing, and allow the punch to flow. When they felt themselves filling up they would bite down, stopping the flow. It was an extremely difficult job, but they were both determined to do the best they could to make their daughters, party a success.

Carol took one of the straws protruding from Wanda’s pussy and began sucking on it, getting some of the punch that was filling her cunt. Wand moaned as she felt the fluid being drained out of her, and released her bite on the tubing so that she could be refilled. When she felt as if she was full she bit down on the tubing again. It was sort of like giving herself an endless douche.

“Delicious,” Carol said, after a couple of sips. “Fruit juice and soda with just a hint of pussy nectar. It’s a little warm though.”

“Yeah,” Melanie agreed. “It’s cold zonguldak escort when we put it in the bottle, but after it’s been sitting in her quim for a few minutes it warms up. We had thought about putting ice cubes in their cunts, but figured they’d melt in no time and water down the juice. If you want it cold you have to get it right after she’s refilled herself, but then you don’t get the lovely pussy flavor with it, because it’s too fresh.”

“I don’t care if it is warm,” Carol said, taking another sip. “It’s a lovely flavor, and I really like the serving bowels.” She then took some chips and got some dip from Wanda’s cleavage, before returning to the party, pulling the chain attached to her mother’s neck.

***

It was close to one in the morning when the last of the guests left. The girls were just beaming with pride, as they gave each other a big hug. The party had truly been a success. Everyone had just raved about the way the girls had served up the treats. And, not one person had complained about the punch. The girls had had to refill the soda bottles several times during the course of the evening.

But, now they had to clean up. The one downside of their centerpiece was that they could not leave it till the morning. The first thing they did was take down the soda bottles, carefully pulling the tubes and straws from their respective mother’s cunts. They then pulled any remaining lolli-pops out of their butts. There were only a couple left. Then they released the women’s legs so they could bring them down and get some circulation back into their lower limbs. They had been in the position with their legs straight up for well over two hours, and both women complained that their legs had fallen asleep. Melanie and Susan gave their moms’ legs a brisk rubdown to get the circulation back, before moving on.

While Wanda and Lorie rested on the table, and let the blood return to their legs, the girls scooped up whatever was left of the dips and used warm washcloths to wipe their mothers’ cleavages clean. They also released their wrists so they could get the circulation back into their arms and shoulders. Both of the older women were sore and stiff from their ordeal, but knew, by the smiles on the girls’ faces that they had done good.

“Well,” Susan said finally, as she pulled her mom to a sitting position. “It’s been fun, but we need to be getting home. This whole evening has made me unbelievably horny and I know one slut mom who is going to get a royal fucking tonight.” Lorie blushed despite the fact she had been naked in front of over a dozen people all night.

“Look,” Melanie said, pulling Wanda to a sitting position as well. “I’m planning on screwing my mom till she can’t walk as well, but it’s late, so why don’t you two just use our spare room, rather than going all the way home?”

“We don’t want to put you out,” Susan said, with a smile.

“You won’t be,” Melanie smiled in return. “Besides, if you stay here tonight, maybe we could trade moms in the morning. For a little variety.”

“Sounds good to me,” Susan said, as she ran her hand between her mother’s legs and fingered her sopping wet hole, causing her to moan. “Provided they’re in any condition to go another round in the morning.”

“Mine will be,” Melanie said, hooking her finger in her mother’s pussy and pulling her to her feet. Wanda let out a loud moan, and her eyes fluttered as the sensations shot through her body. “Won’t you, mom?”

“Yes,” Wanda moaned, as Melanie’s fingers burrowed deeper into her hole. “Yes, dear.”

“You know where the spare room is,” Melanie said, as she took her mom’s hand and started to lead her back to the master bedroom. “See you two in the morning. Oh, and one more thing.”

“What’s that?” Susan asked, turning back to face her friend, as she started to lead her mother toward the spare bedroom.

“Happy Halloween!”

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Introduction:

In Halala of My Virgin Cousin – 01, you have read that after divorce by Imran my cousin sister Sarah has to go through halala as Imran wants to remarry Sarah and she was been married to me so that after spending at-least one night with her and fucking her, I have to divorce her again so that she can remarry Imraan. In our wedding night, I had to fuck her. Sarah Apaa told me that she is still a virgin as Imran could not take her virginity due to his very weak and short penis and I had to take her virginity and have sex with her.

She said

“She lay down with me and said- Aamir… I have never had so much fun and pleasure, as I had with you today. Thank you very much.. Please fuck me now and take my virginity. ”

Now further:

I said – surely this will be done shortly it is all a matter of luck and fate, you got married, yet you remained a virgin and I have to take your virginity in our marriage of one night with you. Maybe our fate and luck wants to join us.

Then we kept talking. During this time, I kept running my hand on her plump hips and breasts, which slowly started to get her excited again and she got up and started sucking my cock again, which had become fully erect and hard till now. She sucked my cock after sucking the cock hardened like an iron rod. While she was sucking my cock, at the same time she was rubbing her pussy on the thumb of my foot.

Then she immediately got up and said- Aamir, now is the time, just do it. Fill me today.

I got up and I spread both of her legs and was surprised that despite having such a plump body, it was so supple and flexible that the legs were easily opened and were spread eagle absolutely on the beds and her thick and swollen pussy was exposed to me.

Her big firm round and pomegranate shaped boobs strung on her open chest were luring me with a pink umbrella trench at her end. I put one side of the pink nipple in my mouth and pressed it lightly by holding the other between the fingers. After a while, the second nipple was filled in the mouth and the first nipple was pressed with fingers.

I put my cock on the opening of her pussy and started rubbing it slowly with my cock. Then I tried to put my cock inside her pussy, and rubbed it on her clitoris, she started to growl like a bitch. Then she immediately raised her pussy and knees up and down, hitting the cocks on her pussy trying to engulf the cock in the pussy.

Then she folded her hands and said – Amir please fuck me Why are you teasing my already starved pussy? Do you intend to kill me? Sarah was rubbing my penis on the opening of her pussy repeatedly and as soon as it came in the right direction and place, I slowly started to lower down… but either the smoothness was too much… or it has not fitted properly on the opening of her cunt… my cock slipped towards her ass.

Sarah extended her hand and held my cock with her hand and put it on her pussy hole again and pressed it down again. But this time the cock ordu escort slipped towards the navel. Then I caught my penis found her hole and kept it carefully on her pussy hole, held it firmly. I made a push forward towards her pussy and tried to put it in Sara’s pussy. As soon as I made a slight push, it went a little inside due to which Sara’s hands and feet got raised in the air and she moaned.

Then Sarah screamed – Ah! now put you cock inside. No more waiting Please hurry, Please, fuck Me.

Now I constantly teased her pussy with the tip of my cock and she was filling moaning loudly – what have you done, Aamir? Now I am not able to wait any more, fuck me hard! fuck me quickly, my pussy is on fire.

She was gasping loudly and was making sounds like ‘Ah! put your full cock inside me ‘.

I had made only two or three forward lunges that Sara stopped me, she said with pain – It is hurting. Yours cock is too big. My pussy is too small it will be torn.

I said – do not panic, I will do it slowly and make it comfortable for you.

Both of us were saying ‘I love you.’ to each other. I adjusted the cap and pushed it so hard that my cock got set in the pussy. I spit on the outer part of my cock to grease it and spread both her legs.

Tears started to roll from her eyes and she pleaded before me to stop but I did not stop. I felt that my cock had hit its membrane because this time I felt a barrier. I put a little force but the cock was not going inside any further with that little force… it needed more than little force.

In the next strike, I increased the pressure slightly. I started to breathe fast. Sarah Apaa wrapped her legs on my shoulders and arms on my shoulder and lifted her buttocks upwards. A barrier was felt inside. The cock had reached the membrane. My cock was colliding with Sara Apaa’s hymen, and when cock tried to move by penetrating her, Sara started screaming that I will die due to pain.

I started putting pressure on my cock already inside her pussy and. She fluttered like a fish without water. Then I grabbed Sarah’s waist and gave it another strong push. She jumped. But by then my cock was stuck in her pussy. I then made a forceful forward push. The whole room was filled with Sara’s scream. Her hymn was pierced by my cock. I started pressing Sara’s boobs and not caring for Sara’s pain, I made my next plunge and pushed my long hard erect pestle deep into her pussy.

This time Sara shouted louder than before, Sara’s tears came out, but I had no intention to stop. Then I hit another hard push. This time more than half the cock had penetrated inside. As soon as the cocks entered… she shouted very loudly Ah! burst, please take it out, I will die. oops!.

Once again, I retreated a bit and then made a final lunge forward and the cock touched the base of her pussy and lodged fully inside her juicy pussy. She was in pain, I pulled back my cock just slightly again and lifted her waist and pushed osmaniye escort it again. My cock went deep inside her. I realized that my penis was getting soaked with her vagina juice which has also greased her pussy, The layers of her vaginal muscles started to expand to make room for my penis due to which the penis was easily getting in and out.

I made a push with full force. Sara’s legs also tightened from the bottom of her clit. ‘Oh! Ammi, Sara moaned.

As soon as my strong, hot, big penis in size penetrated into her fully wet vagina, then the whole big breasts of Sarah were raised upward and the body got into cramp. The cock went in and in, keeping the lips open, touching the clitoris, the cocks had gone all the way inside. She was now filled completely with my cock and her whole vagina was feeling overwhelmed with the full touch of my penis.

On the other hand, my hips were also pressing it harder and the penis had gone inside. The whole cock penetrated her pussy and she screamed. Sara’s scream was so loud that once even I was fearing d that someone may come to ask…

But even then I had thoroughly enjoyed rupturing her hymn and taking her virginity and entering her tight virgin pussy. She was of course in pain and was screaming – “ah!, I am going to die, Oh! it is very painful, Aamir please take it out… I don’t want to be fucked by you. You are a merciless and bloodthirsty butcher. What a Hot iron rod You have inserted in me? Please, take it out. No please it is very painful. I will die of pain please remove it! ”

A stream of tears flowed from the eyes of Sarah Apa. I sucked those tears. I said – my queen, just tolerate this pain will not last long it is a matter of very short time. It is only a one time affair, please bear it. You will get this pain never ever again and then you can enjoy forever.

Soon she was silent. After a few attempts, the cock and pussy got adjusted to each other and the pain was beginning to vanish. She moved her hips and said – Tear my pussy today, whatever happens today but do not withdraw without tearing my pussy.

And My hips started to move, withdrawing and then a push forward Then she started to shake. Now I was lying on her and kissing her and with one hand was also caressing her boobs. taking her nipple in 2 fingers and stretching them and sometimes pulled them very hard, her nipples were taut. I was also having fun while fucking her. In ten minutes she climaxed due to hard and continuous rigorous pumping, her screams were very loud.

I was not afraid of her screams or shouts, or the volume of her screams. Well after a long series of shaking, she told me that she is going to cum.

She said – I want you to give me a child. I want a child from you. Give me Your seed.

I said – as you wish – your wish is my command, Sara Begum! I started pumping harder and faster. Now Sara has also become very supportive. Then with a painful shock, my cock hit her uterus sinop escort and stopped there and started to release my cum which lubricated her already wet pussy. I shot many times inside her.I realized that she too had cum. I fell on Sarah and lay on her. Both were breathing heavily.

After a while I was regaining my breath and she too became calm. I kept panting slowly like that and she kept rubbing my waist and my hair. My eyes were closing due to pleasure and joy, I wanted to rest but then realised that probably she was with me for this night only and I may not get another chance to be with her.

I wanted to make the best use of this opportunity and have lot of fun with her. After some time, I slid from top of her to her side on the bed and my cock also came out from that juicy bleeding pussy.

Her blood was on my cock. My sperm and blood was flowing from Sara’s pussy. The bed sheet had turned red. After picking up my packet of cigarettes from the side table, I smoked a cigarette. She gave me a glass of Luke warm milk from the flask kept there. I drank half the milk and gave half glass to her which she drank gleefully.

After drinking milk, we both went to washroom. Took a hot water shower and came back to bed again. After that the next round started. I said – Sara, come up this time.

I lay down straight and Sara came over me and started kissing me. Soon, Sara put my cock in her pussy and we started kissing. After some time Sara became straight and she put her hands on my chest. I started sucking her round curvy boobs, then she started getting herself up and down on my cock. I too started pushing my butt in thyme with her movements With every upward push, a sigh came out of Sara’s mouth. She looked really intoxicating.

After about half an hour of fucking, we both collapsed together. In the next round we changed the pose and I made Sara a mare and put cock in her pussy riding her. I felt like my cock went a little further inside her this time.. I started pressing and kneading her breasts and started moving back and forth. Then we started fucking in rhythm Sara’s sigh used to come out with every blow. She was really thirsty. Then after fifteen twenty bumps, while putting it in from behind,

After that I made her stand up and started banging tightly standing up. After about twenty minutes we both collapsed again. That night I had fucked Sarah Apaa or Sara Begum, whatever to say, four times in a row, when I was fucking her for the last time, it was time for morning prayers and Mamu ( Maternal Uncle) knocked the door and gave us a call this is time for prayers. I started banging her loudly so that even Mamu could hear the sound of fucking and understand that we are awake and making out, so he quietly went away.

We laid there in tight embrace for some time before using toilet.

After this, in the next part, I am going to tell you the story of skinflick my second wife Zarina and taking of her virginity. Waiting for your comments

The story continues

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My special Thanks to editor MrHeadbanger366 or Mike (Big-Gun44) for editing the story.

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This story is not meant to offend or an attack on Muslims. It is my way of putting a twist for fun and enjoyment.

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This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don’t worry, they’re fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.

*****

“There’s something different about you.” George looked at his wife across the dinner table. “New haircut?”

“No.” Julie shook her head and blushed. Was her husband really so clueless? She’d made a deal with a dead woman. That deal had somehow changed her body. More importantly, she’d done irredeemable things with her eighteen-year-old son. “Nothing’s different.”

“She’s just wearing different clothes, Dad.” Daniel eyed his broccoli and pushed it around his plate with his fork.

“Yeah, Mom. You’re always on the frumpy side of things, but you really went the extra mile tonight.” Brittney pointed at the oversized shirt Julie wore over her dress. “Is that one of Dad’s sweatshirts?”

“Yes.” Julie nodded and took a sip of water. “I think I’d like some wine tonight. Do you want some wine, George?”

“Yes, to wine.” George stroked his beard. “But it’s not the clothes. Something else changed, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”

“It’s nothing,” Julie said in a hushed voice. She quickly stood and rushed into the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses.

“I’ll have some wine, too,” Brittney called after her.

“When you’re twenty-one.” George gave his daughter a stern look. “Not a day before.”

“Here you go, George.” Julie returned to the dining room with two glasses and the bottle. She put a wine glass in front of her husband and looked at the red liquid sloshing back and forth, thinking of that hellish glow that had emanated from her breasts, hips, and between her legs. What sort of bargain had she struck? Julie didn’t know.

“Thank you.” George looked up at his wife as she stood next to him eyeing her wine. “You can sit back down now.”

“What?” Julie’s cheeks flushed a deeper red and she returned to her seat. “Sorry, I was just thinking.” She placed the wine bottle in the middle of the table and took a long sip from her wine.

“Good … broccoli.” Daniel had yet to take a bite. His cheeks also turned rosy as he thought about why his mom might be so nervous. Daniel had invaded her earlier that day. He’d plundered her and stretched her. It was more than strange trying to pretend everything was normal when it wasn’t. Daniel felt a bit woozy. Would her pussy tighten back up or would it be different now?

“What’s up with you two?” Brittney watched her brother closely. “You’re acting weird, Danny.”

“It’s just been a long, strange day, Britt.” George watched his wife finish off her wine and pour herself another glass. “What with the prowler and everything.”

“I want us to bring in an expert on the supernatural, George. I feel like our house is haunted.” Julie looked over at her husband with soft, brown eyes.

“Not this again.” George took a bite of chicken and chewed. “Even if I thought it was a good idea, we don’t have the money. That and ghosts aren’t real.”

Julie was tempted to refute his pig-headedness by telling George about her experiences that day. She could strip right there at the table and show him what the mansion had done to her. But she would never hurt her husband like that. She chose a different tack. “It’s in the bible. Just look at 1 Samuel 28. King Saul brings in the Witch of Endor to communicate with prophet Samuel’s ghost. And it works. The ghost talks to them.” She took another sip of wine. “I’ll find someone who’ll help us for free. I promise.”

“Your own Witch of Endor?” George could feel himself losing this argument.

“Something like that.” Julie nodded and polished off her second glass of wine. She poured herself a third.

“Fine.” George sighed. “But I don’t want this getting in the way of our remodel.”

“Fine.” Julie nodded. She could get a handle on the situation.

~~

That night, Julie secluded herself in the study. She shopped for new bras online, but didn’t really know what size she needed. Drunk and exhausted, she was really just waiting for her husband to go to sleep before she went to bed.

Much later, in the darkness of her bedroom, she removed her clothes down to her panties and slipped under the sheets next to the snoring George. What would she tell him when he finally noticed her more womanly body? Would he even notice?

Julie lay in her bed a long time, her mind returning again and again to that deep penetration by Daniel’s oversized thing. She knew that after those events, she’d never be the same. But she hoped that if they could exorcise the house, she and Daniel might return to some semblance of normal. Without thinking about it, her hands moved down under her panties. She quietly stroked herself to orgasm while her husband snored next to her. She was terrified of getting caught by him, but she couldn’t stop. After about ten minutes, she shuddered through ecstasy and worked to kırşehir escort catch her breath.

The masturbation had a calming effect. A little while later, sleep took her and she dreamed of giving herself to dark creatures. It was a fitful night of tossing and turning.

~~

The hallway was a scary place at night. Of course, Daniel was old enough that the dark shouldn’t frighten him. And that was true until Frederick Palmer changed it. Now the great mansion was a looming threat with all its lights extinguished for the day. Unfortunately, Daniel had to pee and the only way to get to the bathroom was to cross that gloomy hall.

Daniel flipped off the blanket and limped across his room. Moonlight bathed the floorboards in a pale glow. He adjusted his micro-boxers, the only thing he wore, and shivered. He looked both ways, but the long hall offered nothing but still shadows. He wanted to dart into the bathroom, but his gimpy ankle wouldn’t let him. He slowly moved across the hall, flipped on the bathroom light, and relieved himself. When he was done, he turned toward the bathroom doorway and froze. He still held his torpid dick in his hands.

“No smile for me, Daniel?” Eloise stood in the hall, looking in at him. She wore a long, white nightgown and cradled her large belly with her left hand. Eloise looked down at the soft penis. “Your leviathan sleeps, I see. I can understand that it would be tired. Such a busy day.”

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Palmer.” Daniel tucked his dick back in his underwear. He flushed the toilet and washed his hands at the sink. “You startled me. I thought you might be … him.”

“Mr. Palmer?” Eloise arched an eyebrow and looked to her left and right conspiratorially. “He does indeed search, even now. But his anger blinds him, dearie. He is … attenuated at present. Never fear.” She held her arms open in front of her. “Now, let me embrace my little conqueror. We have much to celebrate.”

Without thinking, Daniel finally gave her that smile and limped into her arms. Despite the cool temperature of her skin, he felt so perfectly at home pressed up against the swelling mountains of her breasts and belly. He squeezed her tight and looked up into her mirthful, green eyes. “I did it, Mrs. Palmer. I don’t know if I should have, but I did it.”

“You certainly did.” Eloise kissed him on the forehead and took his hand in hers. She led him back into his bedroom and closed the door behind them. “Never feel shame for what you do with your mother, Danny. It is the most natural thing and will bring you both an ocean of happiness.” She brought him to his bed, moving slowly so as not to push his sprained ankle too much. They sat down on the edge of the mattress. She gazed at a picture on the wall with lots of curving lines and circles. “What does that illustration chart?”

“That poster?” Daniel glanced at the wall. “That shows every mission beyond Earth’s orbit. You see that’s Earth there. That’s Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and so on.”

“Missions? You’ve lost me, I’m afraid.” A slight frown crept across her freckled face. There was so much to this new world that was beyond her.

“Well … um … maybe I could explain it later?” Daniel regarded the gentle curve of her feminine jawline and her dainty, alluring neck. “We were talking about my mom?”

“Yes, of course.” The sadness disappeared and Eloise’s white teeth reappeared, framed in a bright smile. “You found a task worthy of that mighty bludgeon.” She looked down at his underwear and could see his penis hardening. “And it’s not as weary as I thought. All to the good.”

“So, you’re happy?” Daniel pushed his blond hair back on his head and gave her a look full of eagerness. “Can we …?”

Eloise let out her jaunty, melodic laugh. “Young men have a mind for only one thing. But first, some discourse. While I am pleased that you maneuvered Julie Anderson into bed, I have some disquiet over your manner once she opened her flower to you.”

“What do you mean?” Daniel’s fingers twisted the blanket in his hand. Had he done something wrong? Well, of course he’d done something wrong. He’d had sex with his mother.

“Attend, Daniel.” Eloise reached up and caressed his soft cheek with her fingertips. “You are no longer the meek thing you were. If you mate with acquiescence, you’ll lose your women to the stallion in the neighboring pasture. Understand? You don’t want to play the part of the gelding, like your father.”

“Wait just a second, he -” Daniel fell back on the bed as her frigid hands pushed on his bare chest.

“But fear not, young one.” Eloise lifted her nightgown to her waist and straddled Daniel. “I will teach you all that you must know. Now, seize my bosom.”

“What?” Daniel looked up at her in confusion.

“Demonstrate your longing. Take my breasts in your hands and maul them, dearie.” She smiled sweetly down at him, like she’d asked him to fetch her an ice cream.

“I’m not supposed to. I shouldn’t malatya escort have even pulled your hair that one time. I mean, I want to, but it’s not right.” Daniel stared at her with wide eyes.

“Don’t make me cross.” Eloise’s face darkened and her smile evaporated. Suddenly looking quite formidable, she swung her right hand and struck Daniel’s left cheek with her open palm. The sound of the slap reverberated around the room. “Do as I ask.”

“Yes, Mrs. Palmer.” Daniel’s cheek burned. He resolved not to disappoint Eloise again. “Like this?” He reached up and massaged her boobs, tugging a pulling. They were so full and supple, and so cold.

“I can see I’ll have to be patient. You are such a tender soul.” Eloise sighed and a little half-smile returned to her lips. The darkness had passed. “You have the tools, dearie. But you have much to learn. We’ll take small steps.” She reached under her and pulled his boxers down to his thighs. “But I don’t mean to only reprimand you on your day of glory. You may have your reward.” She grasped his throbbing cock and slid it into her vagina. The rod was so warm, and it filled her with the most wonderful heat. “Let me guide you a little.” She reached down and took his hands in hers. She placed his small hands on her rocking hips. “You sat there like a lump while your mother did all the work. You may think that your prodigious bludgeon is enough for any woman on its own. But that is not so.”

“I don’t want to … uh … uh … hurt anyone.” Daniel grunted as her frigid pussy clamped on his dick.

“Never fear … oooohhhhhh … I ask only that you hold me with some urgency at this time. Women yearn to be needed.” Eloise sped up her hips. She pulled her nightgown over her head, exposing her pale skin to the moonlight. “All women want to be kneaded.” She tossed the nightgown to the floor. The round mounds of her boobs and belly shook with the effort of her coupling. “Evidence to a woman your desire by releasing your manly nature. Continue your practice on me. Now.”

“Okay.” Daniel sat up so that he could reach around and cup her butt. He pressed hard into her icy flesh and massaged each cheek.

“Yeesssssss.” Eloise cherished the feeling of his thin chest pushing against her pregnant belly. They fit together perfectly. The young gentleman and the mature lady, both at the height of vitality. “You need no permission. Win my heart through my body, as a ruffian would. Take what you want. This is what a woman wants. This is what your mother wants.”

“I … uh … uh … understand.” Daniel’s pleasure built as the pale woman undulated on his lap. He leaned forward, without asking, and pressed his lips to the chill of her breasts. He softly nibbled at the supple nipple between his teeth.

“That’s it, dearie,” Eloise hissed. She cradled his head in her hands, running her fingers through his blond hair. “Take … take … take … all that I offer. And then push me to offer more.”

“Mmmmmmmmm.” Daniel sucked on the nipple and cold, sweet milk flowed into his mouth. He gulped the intoxicating drink down. His hands gripped her firm butt, pressing her onto his dick with each forward churn of her hips.

Eloise rode Daniel like that for a long time. She cooed and grunted as he moved his mouth from one breast to the other, taking her milk from her. Eventually, she felt the spasms in his thighs and hips. He was ready. “Now it’s … oooohhhhh … your turn to give, Danny. Fill me with your infernal seed.”

Daniel barely heard her words, he was so lost in the ecstasy of the moment. “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.” He unloaded inside the apparition’s pussy, convulsing with each shot of cum. When he was done and coming down from his high, he found that he’d already been tucked into bed. He was so tired. He looked up to see the naked redhead lean over him and give him a kiss on the forehead. “Goodnight,” Daniel said and closed his eyes.

“Goodnight, my prince,” Eloise whispered. “May you conquer many in your dreams.” She straightened up and smiled down at the boy as he drifted into sleep. And she, herself, drifted off, too, disappearing from the room like dust on the wind.

~~

The twins sat in the dining room eating breakfast before school. “How’s the ankle?” Brittney said between bites of bagel.

“I’ll live.” Daniel paused his spoonful of cereal on its way to his mouth. “How’s your hand?”

“I’ll live.” Brittney held up her lightly bandaged hand and offered a thin smile. “I just don’t want to see that man with the top hat ever again.”

“Me too.” Daniel nodded and took the bite of cereal. That was so very true.

The doorbell chimed, playing the first eight notes from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony.

“I’ll get it.” Julie stepped out of the kitchen and walked through the dining room. She wore a skirt and an oversized t-shirt.

“You look … different, Mom,” Brittney called after her.

“Don’t be rude, pumpkin.” Julie smiled at her niğde escort daughter. Her plan today was to pretend nothing was wrong. Fake it until you make it.

Daniel could just barely hear Julie talking to someone as she answered the door. A few minutes later, she returned to the dining room with two people behind her. “Daniel and Brittney, meet our guests.” Julie smiled at her children. “This is Mr. Maxamed Samatar and Mrs. Khadra Samatar.” Julie stepped to the side so her children could say hello. Maxamed was a tallish man with dark skin, short black hair, and a crisp blue suit and tie. He did not smile at the twins. Khadra was a short, slim woman, wearing a dress that covered all but her hands, and a headscarf that covered her hair and neck. Her complexion matched her husband’s, but she offered a wide smile with lots of white teeth.

“Hello, children.” Khadra nodded to each twin in turn.

“Hello.” Brittney returned the smile and looked at the equipment each guest held. They had all sorts of electronic devices in their hands and hung over their shoulders.

“Hi.” Daniel hadn’t ever met a woman with a hijab before, but he had seen them around. He thought Khadra was quite striking with her pretty, heart-shaped face. He wondered what her hair looked like. But, he guessed, that was the point of the hijab. “Are you helping with the remodel?”

“We are here to -” Khadra started to say something, but was cut off by her husband.

“We are experts with the paranormal.” Maxamed’s countenance looked grim. “We are here to investigate and rid your home of any demons that may linger. I get the feeling that we may be needed. I feel the presence of Dhegdheer. Do you not, Khadra?”

“Let’s not scare the children.” Kahdra’s smile widened further as she tried to reassure the two youngsters.

“We’re not children. We’re eighteen.” Brittney raised an eyebrow and looked at Julie. “What’s this about, Mom?”

“Nothing, pumpkin.” Julie stepped over to her daughter and patted her on the shoulder.

“Ghosts?” Daniel’s face turned pale. He suddenly worried for Eloise. “You’re here to rid the house of ghosts?”

While Daniel talked to the Samatars, Brittney stood and leaned close to Julie. “Ghosts, Mom? This is weird. I don’t think they’re even Christian,” Brittney whispered.

“They were free,” Julie whispered to her daughter as Daniel peppered the Samatars with questions. “I don’t mind who they worship. I just want them to check the house. It’s just a precaution.” Julie leaned away from Brittney and addressed the room. “The twins were just leaving for school. Would you like to put down your things?”

“We’ll set them down below the main stairs and get started. This could take all morning.” Maxamed eyed Julie like he did not like what he saw. “Where is your husband?”

“He’s up in the west tower.” Julie walked past her guests to the dining room doorway. “I’ll lead you to him. You can drop your stuff on the way.” She turned back to the twins. “Off to school with you two.” She then left with the Samatars right behind her.

“I don’t like it.” Daniel furrowed his brows and stared at the empty doorway.

“It’s weird, but whatever.” Brittney picked up her backpack from where it leaned by the wall. “Does Mom look like she’s putting on weight to you?”

“Maybe a little.” Daniel slowly stood and moved toward his own backpack. He didn’t want to leave the house and let those people harm Eloise. But what could he do?

“She looks good, don’t get me wrong.” Brittney didn’t notice the far off look in her brother’s eyes. “I’m just worried that the move may have been harder on her than normal. Gaining weight is a sign of …” Brittney talked and talked as they made their way to the front door.

Beyond his sister’s voice, Daniel heard a whisper pass down the long hall. It was Eloise’s sweet voice.

“Never fear, dearie,” Eloise said. “I’ve faced worse. I’ll be here when you return.”

Daniel smiled and looked at his sister. She was still talking about weight. She didn’t seem to hear Eloise. He took a deep breath. This was good. Everything would be fine. The twins left the house to go catch their bus.

~~

When Maxamed and Khadra started their investigation, Maxamed switched to speaking Somali. He knew his wife preferred English, but he always thought the mother tongue would give them the upper hand on American evil spirits. “They have lots of white people books,” Maxamed said in Somali. He surveyed the library, holding his electromagnetic field detector in front of him.

“What are white people books?” Khadra also spoke Somali. She was a good wife and tried to do what was asked of her.

“I’m picking up something on the meter. A heavy EMF.” Maxamed stepped closer to the books and stopped with his detector touching a book titled First Love. “This, Khadra, is a white person book.”

“Is it?” Khadra moved close to her husband and read the spine. “It’s Russian, not American.”

“Russians are white people.” Maxamed turned off his detector and looked carefully at the spine of each book in the area.

“That is the problem with you, husband.” Khadra shivered despite the warm temperature in the room. “It is always us and them with you. I am American. You are American. It is simply we, now.”

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Hannah had been dating her new boyfriend now for about four months. She was so happy, her life was going so well. She’d got into university, made a lot of new friends and met Roger. Roger was her first real boyfriend and although they’d been going out four months now, she still hadn’t let him have sex with her yet. She’d tossed him off a few times and even given him a blow job once, but that was as far as it had gone. She was just so happy.

The summer holiday was to be their first time apart for any length of time, so Hannah wasn’t too happy, but they had arranged to meet several times throughout the break. When she got home she couldn’t stop talking about Roger. Roger this and Roger that.

Let me describe Hannah to you. She’s 20 years old and about 5’7″ tall with a very nice 34C, hourglass body. Her hair is a nice light brown, almost blonde, which she usually has loose, hanging down just past her shoulders. She keeps in trim with swimming and playing tennis. How do I know all this, well that’s maybe for another tale.

About a week into the holidays, with the sun burning down, Hannah goes out the back to sunbathe. Having a private garden and not expecting anyone to be home, she decides to only wear the thong bottom of her bikini that she’d just bought. Liberally applying the sun lotion she lies out on the lounger to enjoy the feel of the sun on her sweet young body. After about half an hour of the rays slowly sinking in to her skin and especially her soft breasts, which weren’t used to being exposed to the heat of the sun, she rolled over on to her stomach. She draped the towel back over her head, leaving her back and rounded buttocks to the sun.

Soon she was well relaxed and almost drifting off to sleep, when a shadow fell across her. Sensing the change she went to turn, but immediately a great weight held her firmly in place. The towel was wrapped tightly around her head and face and held in place behind her neck. She tried to cry out, but with the towel over her mouth, just a muffled cry could be heard. Something was wrapped around her neck, to hold the towel in place, and then extended down her back, where it secured her wrists together, effectively trussing her up. karaman escort Then, just to keep her in place, a big hand slapped her sweet young arse.

Hannah decided that maybe it was best not to struggle, as each time she moved her arms it pulled the fastening around her neck tight, making it hard to breath. She just lay there sobbing in to the towel, her face pressed down in to the lounger. For what seemed like an eternity she lay there, with her back and arse exposed to whoever was there, while he ran his hands over her soft, warm skin. She cringed and shivered each time his hands dipped between her thighs and brushed her pussy. No one had ever touched her there before. Oh she’d masturbated a few times, bringing herself to orgasm, with her own fingers, but no one else had ever done it, or seen her most private place before. She sobbed to herself, knowing she was most likely about to be taken for the first time. She now wished she’d let Roger do it, at least the first time would have been with some one she knew, loved and trusted.

As she lay there her legs were pulled apart, until they were almost falling off the sides of the lounger, and then she felt this stranger climb onto the lounger between her outspread thighs. His hands continued to roam all over her body, form her shoulders down to her feet, lingering on and touching her cunt as they passed. A few times he even ran his fingertips up and down her arse crack, gently rubbing his fingers around her brown ring as he passed it.

Much to Hannah’s shock and embarrassment, she felt herself beginning to get moist with this attention. The idea of this stranger looking at her naked body and having his hands all over her repulsed her, so she couldn’t understand what was happening between her legs. Why was her body betraying her? Another thing that she realised what how gentle this person appeared to be. She’d always imagined that if taken like this the attacker would be violent or rough. None of this made sense to her.

Just at that moment, he leaned forward and slid his hands underneath her and onto her breasts. In this position it wasn’t easy to handle them, as she was still face down, but kars escort still he managed to cup one heavy breast in each hand and caress them and even to tweak her nipples, which to her horror were also beginning to become hard and erect.

After a couple of minutes of this treatment, Hannah was rolled onto her back. This wasn’t very comfortable, as her arms were still tied behind her. The only way to ease her discomfort was to lift up on her heels, but this position raised her arse, thus leaving her fresh young virgin pussy on full display. Her attacker took immediate advantage of this and began to rub her soft, swollen lips beneath his fingers. She was now so wet. A few times he ran his fingers around her clit and began to gently pull on it, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her attacker picked up on this and continued to massage her clitoris and soon brought her to a shattering orgasm. What with the heat of the sun, and the towel still wrapped tightly around her head, Hannah’s orgasm seemed to be intensified and she let a large cry escape her lips.

As she lay spent, she felt a new sensation. She could now feel a tongue licking at her cunt. She couldn’t believe how good this was. She’d read about oral sex and fantasised about having it done to her young body, but never dreamt it could feel so nice. His tongue licked up and down her lips, occasionally going down as far as her arse hole, then back up to enter her. This new sensation was soon bringing her to her second orgasm. She’d given up on the feelings of guilt, at being aroused by this unwanted stranger, but was now crying out for more. Despite the towel he could hear her moans and sighs, and her cries for him to do it harder or faster. Obviously this only encouraged him more.

After Hannah’s third orgasm, she was rolled on to her side. This eased the pain in her shoulders and back and allowed her to flex her arms slightly. With her arms still bound behind her by something that ran round her neck, any movement caused her difficulty in breathing. Whilst this scared her, she found herself experimenting at limiting the amount of air she could get. Meanwhile she felt herself being pulled to kıbrıs escort the edge of the lounger and having her legs bent with her knees pushed up to her chest.

In this position she realised both her secret holes were now well exposed, a situation her attacker soon took advantage of. Again her was eating her pussy, a sensation she was really beginning to enjoy.

All of a sudden he stopped. Not sure of what was happening, Hannah waited. At first she could hear nothing. Then the distinctive sound of a zipper and of clothes being removed. She froze, not sure of what to expect. Then she felt him, rubbing the end of his dick around her cunt, smearing her juices up and down her cunt and arse.

Then it happened, the moment she’d been, at first, dreading. He began to push his dick into her cunt. Half an hour earlier she’d have been screaming and pushing him away. Now she was actually trying to push herself onto him, encouraging him to enter her. Her she was bound, gagged and blind folded, willing this stranger to violate her. To take her virginity. She was crying out for him to fuck her tight, young, virgin cunt. She felt so dirty.

Soon he was pounding into her. Laid out on her side, with one leg pushed forward, her pussy his for the taking. Again she orgasmed, her cunt constricting around his dick. It was so tight he could hardly move. He didn’t remember his wife’s cunt ever being so tight. Riding her harder and harder, his dick pulsing like never before, he began to come inside her pretty pink pussy. He pumped what seemed like a gallon of come into her young body, as she came again.

Finally they both lay there spent. After a while he loosened the ties around her wrists and neck, but left the towel wrapped around Hannah’s face.

Her Father carefully climbed off Hannah’s exhausted sweet, young body and retreated back into the house. From the safety and concealment of his upstairs bedroom, he watched her on the lounger, as she slowly began to stir. With the towel still around her head, she felt her sex, felt her intruders come start to leak out of her abused, fresh, young, virgin pussy. Eventually she rose from her final resting position and stood erect. She placed her hand under her dripping cunt to collect some of his seed. Then she raised it to her mouth to taste what had been deposited within her.

Finally she moved out of sight and he heard her downstairs. Quickly and quietly he closed his door, thinking about what tomorrow might bring….

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