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3 Girls, and 3 stories to excite1.) Jenna’s encounterI was rollerblading down towards the pool, where I planed to swim and sunbathe. At the flat opposite the entrance I saw they guy who had just moved in from overseas and who all the girls were talking about.Most people living in the condominiums were like us, families but this house was rented out to an oil service company, and they had young guys staying overnight, young guys that made the daughters of the families living and studying here excited, we were all teenage girls, bored and full of sex hormones, so you can imagine the talk about fucking amongst us was hot, but in reality, most of us had never even seen a cock, especially me, I was just the k** sister of one of the group of girls lusting for her first experience, at two years younger, I was not even privy to their fantasies, but listened to my sister using her vibrator, that she hid in her knicker drawer, as I pretend slept.He was tall and he was a man, not a young guy engineer in his twenties, more like in his thirties, but he was handsome and had a great looking body, a flat stomach, something I liked on a guy, it showed he worked out and looked after himself.I slowed down to get a good look at him, and our eyes met. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and told myself not to be silly, what would a grown man see in a flat chested thirteen years old like me?As I passed him he looked me square in the face and smiled openly, an honest smile, warm and inviting, so I said, “Hi”, as I passed, and then turned back to look at him, to see if he was still looking at me, and upended myself, and embarrassingly fell onto my bum.I was confused for a moment, and then suddenly he was crouching beside me, “Are you alright”, he said and i felt his hand on my bare thigh, I could not believe the feeling I felt, it was like an electric shock, even though I had never experienced on before, he was stroking my thigh, and touching the cut on my knee, I half lay and crouched, not wanting the spell to break, as I looked and too my horror, I saw his cock.He was completely nude under his house coat he was wearing and it opened as he crouched alongside me, and there it was, the thing all the girls drooled over, in my face, in full view and I could not stop looking at it.He laughed and his laughter snapped me out of my stupor, “Can you get up”, he was asking me and as I struggled with the rollers on my blades, making me unstable, I swear I felt his fingers touch my crotch, as he helped me up.In the instant seconds it all took, he pulled his coat together and I saw he was hard, my first, and I looked into his face with my mouth open, “Let it be our secret”, he said calmly, and he held his hand out for me to shake on it.I shook his hand, he asked my name and then told me bursa escort he thought I was beautiful, turned and walked back inside his ground floor flat, while I continued on into the pool and sat stunned with what I had just experienced.I never told a soul about what I saw or experienced that morning. I was proud of that fact, maybe because there was so much bullshit said about it I wanted to be more mature and just sit knowing I was the only one who had actually, seen one and had been touched by a man, a thought I relived over and over with my sisters vibrator opening me up to the real thing, when that happened.A week later he as gone, as they did, rotating between countries doing whatever it was they did. Then about six weeks later he was back and something had changed in me, I had started menstruating and experienced my first menstrual cycle, I was, in my own mind a woman now, with a woman’s needs, but still inside this girls body, desperate for breasts and pubic hair, and most of all, to feel him touch me again. Now I was beginning to understand my sisters sexual frustrations, but even at two years younger, I felt closer to this man than she did, because he told me so, though not in so many words.I was on the poolside when he came in and he came straight across to where I was lying on my towel, and he recognised me and asked if he could sit at the table next to where I lay. I was flustered to say the least, but flattered and when he sat down, he started to read his newspaper, but what caught my eye again, was his genitals, he was not wearing underwear, just loose fitting shorts, and everything was hanging out. I was creaming myself just staring at it and it was getting thicker and longer, he was getting an erection in front of me.He caught me looking at him, and my face turned red, and I looked away. He spoke softly, said it was alright, he just wanted to see if I was still interested and that he thought about me a lot when he was away, and then he asked me, “Can I have some photos of you to take with me”?Before I could say anything he got up with the newspaper strategically placed, “If you agree to let me take some photos, come over to the flat when you leave the pool”, and he walked away and as I watched him, he stopped at the gate turned and gave me a wave.This was my second sexual encounter and with the same man, my embarrassment was being replaced with something else, a deeper and more needy feeling, I knew he wanted to take nude photos of me, and that is what excited me, to be naked and have him look at me like that, and the thought of his beautiful cock just made my knees tremble.I lay, and tossed and turned on my towel, “Just go and get it over with”, my body urged me, but his size frightened me, but I knew deep down I wanted it, I wanted to feel bursa escort bayan what it was like to have a man inside me, I wanted to be taken, thrown onto a bed, naked, and ravished, this wanting to know and experience what being fucked was like, plays on every girls head, but he was brave enough to admit it to me, he really must have wanted to have me.2.) Muriel’s seduction, her first cockMy older brother was key to all of this. In some ways, like most innocent girls, I was naive and curious and the added phase of now in my puberty, my body and mental health was all over the place.My f******nth birthday saw my brother give me an alarm clock, the hint about my inability to get on time went down a laugh, and it was placed on the dresser at the foot of my bed.Life went on behind my closed bedroom door as I grew up. Little did I know my every move was being monitored by that clock.My brother had a mentor, down in the flat downstairs, a single man where he and his friends hung out. He was a retired IT guy and he had all this electronic stuff like games they played and the VR car racing. Mother thought noting about him and his friends hanging out there, and as I did not know then, it was him who gave the clock to me, only my naive brother did not know either, that the clock was a spy cam clock, and it was logged onto his network, so he could watch me dressing, listen to my girl talk with my friends, and watch me masturbating, he not only watched me live, he recorded everything.He even recorded me and my close girlfriend have Lesbian sex, something I was terrified back then to admit to be bi sexual, but by the time all of this came out, I could see no way out of all the video and sound with added photos, he blackmailed me to submission, and even nailed my friend I had Lesbian sex with.I left early for school one morning and was on the bus looking at my phone when an email came with a short video attachment. It was my lesbian sex act, clipped and edited, and threatening exposure us, unless I was a good little girl and promised to obey him.I had to reply I would, which I did and then when I got off the bus, I went and sat in the park instead of going to school3.) Sandra’s Loss of InnocenceI had finished gym and just went home. I was feeling strange so avoided showering and decided to have a bath at home instead.I got home and found I was alone, so I went into my bedroom and undressed. I lay on my duvet which was so comfortable and full of direct sunlight I dozed off as my body glowed warmly in the rays and warm.I awoke and got up, still realising I needed to get clean, and as I moved around the room I stopped to admire my nude form. I was strangely excited about my lean form, there was no fat, I had the perfect body of a nude girl with small breasts and very little escort bursa fur on my vagina.I wondered what body I would get, my mother was a beautiful woman, and got lots of admiring looks on the beach, and my breasts were of particular interest, as I cupped them and pushed them up. My nipples felt sensitive, but nice, and my hand traced a path down my body following my natural curves until I felt my own wetness, then I realised I was ovulating, and that strange feeling was one of lust, as my hand lingered about my pussy and my fingers started to pleasure myself.I stopped and looked for the hand mirror, I wanted to study myself as I masturbated, it excited me, as if a stranger was watching me as I pleasured myself.I lay back on the duvet with the mirror high and studied my pussy as I fingered and rubbed, that was when I heard the board creak, the one outside my bedroom door, I heard it every time I walked into my room, “Who’s there”, I called out, suddenly realising the bedroom door was ajar, and I jumped up and ran across naked and pulled the door open.My uncle was standing there, holding his cock in his hand. “Uncle”, I gasped, as he stared at my naked body, and then I realised I was but instead of being angry a warm feeling covered me, and I looked down to see he was still stroking himself.”Stop doing that”, I said, and reached out and took his hand of his erect penis. My hand still hovered close to it when I looked up to see him reached out with the same hand that had been wanking himself with, as he touched the side of my face, with a gentle stroke, he then traced the outline of my mouth and pushed his thumb in between my teeth until it was on my tongue.”Suck it girl”, he whispered, and I pursed my lips and began to suck, tasting his cock and whatever else was on his hand. His thumb filled my mouth as he masterly moved it in and out, and that was when I felt his warm erection touch my extended hand, so I grasped it, and started to wank him, next thing I was being carried back into my bedroom and laid out on the duvet, with my legs held apart, as uncle studied my womanhood.”Just bend your knees”, he whispered and as I did as he bade me, he fell atop of me, and slid inside, all the way up to the hilt, and I felt his balls slap my bum, as he started fucking me.”Where do you want it”, he asked me, his face had a tortured expression, as if he were experiencing pain, “What”, I retorted not realising he was about to cum, in or on me?”Pussy, bum, face, tits,, your belly”, he gasped? “Too late”, I thought as I felt the warmth inside me, he was cumming inside my pussy, and somehow that made me feel like a woman.He rolled off of me and the guilt started to overwhelm him, “OMFG”, he wailed as I just lay there, realising I had got nothing from this first fuck of my life.”I have not cummed yet”, I told him, and he looked both pained and shocked? I stared back at him, “I have not cummed”, I repeated, and then added, “I want to cum too uncle”.Did I tell you my uncle has a great tongue?

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I’ve finished my last Exam. What a feeling. I’m exhausted from the studying and stress but exhilarated its finally over. For better or worse, I will have a University Degree. After working in menial jobs for ten years, the achievement is sweet.

I phone mum. Some background: My mum is German. She met my dad as a teenager on a school trip to the UK, they eventually married and settled here. She had me when she was only 19 so we are not far apart in age and looks. We get along great.

Mum is excited and congratulates me:

“That’s great honey, let’s go to Germany for a little celebratory break. The weather is warm there earlier in the year than the UK. I can show you all the places I used to go when I was young”.

A few days later, it’s mid-afternoon, and we are at a beautiful swimming lake in the Berlin suburbs. Seaside beaches in Germany can be quite cold, and the North Sea and the Baltic Sea are not exactly the warmest for swimming in early Summer. But Germany has many beautiful, warm, rivers and lakes, perfect for swimming and relaxing.

As we walk to the lakeside, I notice a sign ‘FKK’ and a picture of a camera with a red slash: no cameras. My mum had previously explained the German relaxed attitude to nudity. FKK stands for Freikörperkultur; basically, free body culture, nudism. It dates from pre-war times and seems to be quite popular with old and wrinkly people. FKK notwithstanding, Germans have a very straightforward attitude to nudity. If you need to get changed to swim, a towel around you is not strictly necessary, they don’t really care if anyone sees your bits. German spas are mixed-sex and totally nude, so this probably has something to do with the attitude.

We find a spot at the beach before the FKK section and lay out our beach blanket. We change into swimsuits and head for the water. It is clear and warm, perfect for a long swim. We swim towards a little island in the middle of the lake, circumnavigate it, then head for the opposite wooded shoreline. After about 15 minutes, we step out of the water and sit on a fallen tree to catch our breath and chat awhile.

We take a leisurely swim back across the lake to our spot on the beach. Walking, dripping wet back to our blanket, a guy we pass is staring at us. He looks to be mid-20s, nice body, dark short hair and an attractive face; no beard. He smiles and I smile back.

We settle on our blanket, close our eyes and warm in the sun. We both turn on our fronts . My mum removes her bikini top. I look at her:

“Mum, what are you doing?”

“Oh honey, it’s no big deal here, bursa escort nobody cares. Why not try it, its liberating”.

I didn’t need much convincing, fuck it, I was on holiday and nobody I knew would see me. I removed my top and settled on my elbows. My mum lay all the way back down facing away from me. My boobs were on display to the world -and I liked it. In fact, the thrill was making me a bit horny. A family group, man, woman and two young kids, were settled about ten metres in front of me. Although the man had shades, I was pretty sure he was ogling my tits. He was quite good looking, blonde, a bit of a dad-body and nicely tanned. He was wearing red shorts, reading a book and sitting in one of those low beach chairs that sit directly on the sand. His kids were acting up a bit. His partner mentioned Eis (Ice cream), which caused a flurry of excitement with the kids. Seconds later she got up and kids in tow, headed for the snack bar.

As she walked away, he bent one leg at the knee and readjusted himself in his chair. I noticed his shorts were kind of loose, in fact, I thought I could just about see something private. I put my sunglasses on in a badly disguised attempt at discretion. Was he reading his book or looking at me? A light breeze caressed my boobs and I could feel my nipples begin to harden. Now I was pretty sure he was looking, either that or he was a really bad reader; he hadn’t turned a page in quite a while. He shifted his leg slightly higher, now I was certain, that was his penis I was looking at. As I watched his penis slowly lengthened. The head pushed into view and the foreskin retracted. It continued growing down his leg, in a moment it would poke out of his shorts. He crossed his legs trapping his cock between his thighs. The purple head was still visible up his shorts leg.

My crotch pulsated. After sharing a hotel room with mum for three days, I was horny as hell and needed an orgasm. I laid down from my elbows onto my front, my chin resting on the blanket and looking straight at penis. I laid my left arm beside my head and quietly snaked my right arm underneath myself until my hand was by my crotch. I snuck my middle finger, ever so slowly, over my bikini bottom and between my legs. Nervously, I began to stroke my clit with the tip of my finger. Ooohhh, it felt nice. My pussy was crying out for more but I dared not draw attention to myself and continued to slowly and inconspicuously caress my swollen clit while I gazed at this man’s penis.

The craziness of what I was doing added to the excitement and I desperately wanted to frig bursa escort bayan the hell out of my clit but, forced by circumstances, I continued to slowly drive myself crazy with the desire to cum. The minutes passed, the dad’s penis deflated somewhat and he uncrossed his legs again. Now I could see his entire shaft once more. And once more it began to lengthen, becoming veiny and thick. Did he know I was watching? He must. Did he know I was masturbating? No, he couldn’t. He couldn’t see. Then it struck me, oh shit! The guy behind me, the one we had walked past after our swim.

My head snapped around to look over my shoulder. The dude was on his front, same position as I, wearing shades and apparently looking right at my crotch. Shit, could he see me fingering myself? My legs were spread only very slightly but I realised he probably could see my finger doing its secret work at my crotch.

He smiled, then rolled on his side. Fuck! his shorts were tented out. The waistband was pulling away in front. My pussy queeved. Whoever says girls don’t get sexually aroused from visual stimulation is full of crap. I was gushing in my bikini, my pelvis involuntarily thrust into the blanket

I looked down at the blanket in front of me. I was so embarrassed but also so turned on; I didn’t know what to do. Maybe I could go the loo and have a wank in there? But it wouldn’t be the same, now that it had happened, I really wanted to look at these guys cocks in public while playing with my pussy. Again, I realised, I was far from home and a stranger to all; fuck-it.

I looked in front again. The dad dude smiled and shifted his leg to give me a nice view of the engorged head of his penis. I smiled in return and repositioned my finger outside my bikini to continue masturbating. I had to be careful, there were also families around.

Once more, I slowly and inconspicuously, ran my middle finger up and down my slot then traced circles around my clitoris. A wave of pleasure swept over me. The dad in front moved his leg back and forth so that his penis banged against it. It stretched to maximum length and the head appeared outside his shorts. He quickly pulled his shorts lower on his hips and it was once more hidden from general view -but not from me. It pulsed, it strained; his face flushed and beads of perspiration appeared.

I wanted to finger more quickly up but it would be too risky. This slow fingering was driving me crazy. I alternated between slow circles of my clit and running up one side and down the other. Once I pushed my bikini into my cunt hole and almost escort bursa groaned. It was so wet that it stuck in my slot and I had to pull it out again. I pulled the fabric a little to the side as I did so, to give the tented guy behind a little show and it turned me on even more.

The guy in front stood and wrapped a towel around himself, as if to change, then sat in the sand. Bending his legs at the knee, he peeled his shorts off. Placing his shorts to the side he picked up his book and pretended to read again. Then, parted his legs to give me a private view of his thick and tall erection, throbbing, bobbing and veined, his pre-cum dripping.

I am so close to cumming, it’s delicious, but also painful. I need to cum, to clench, to clamp, to roll my eyes back. I maintained my slow clit circling, my buttocks clenched and my whole body trembled. I was on the edge -almost there. Circling my clit, feeling the pressure build. I want to go faster but I can’t. The pressure is building, building. The guy in front surreptitiously moves a hand under his leg and gives his cock a little wank. His mouth opens with pleasure. My pussy is pulsating, my clit is doing little jumps, I am so close. The guy wanks his cock faster his abs becoming hard and tight his knees trembling slightly. I continue slowly teasing my poor clit. It is heaven and it is hell. The guy spunks, a thick squirt of jism sprays out in front of him. I imagine him spunking inside me and that does it, one last clit circle and my pussy spasms. Waves of pleasure course through me. I have to bite my left hand to prevent my-self screaming. My hips are bucking and there is nothing I can do. The blanket under me is being fucked good. Throwing caution to the wind I pull the bikini aside and stick my finger in. My pussy walls clench and pull it as my orgasm continues unabated. This is the best orgasm I have ever had. Finally it settles and I pull my finger out.

I look over my shoulder, the guy behind has followed the example of the dad guy and is sitting with a towel around, his hand under his leg, wanking himself. His cock is enormous. He sees me turn and blows his load, soaking the sand in front of him with seemingly endless pulses of semen. For the second time today, ejaculate for me, has erupted from under a wanking guys towel.

My mum snorts;

“Did I fall asleep?”

“Yeah mum, should we go soon? I’m kinda hot.”

“Ok, honey, let’s go.”

She stood to get changed, flashing her tits to the dad dude. She turned he back to him and, without bothering with a towel, removed her bikini bottom and bent over to rummage in her bag for her clothes. The dude’s eyes widened as he took in the full rear view of my mum’s pussy.

“Mum!”

“Bet he spunks another load after this, eh love?”

Fuck, she wasn’t asleep after all!

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Its a hot day out side I am trying to stay indoors and keep cool. laying around in just my nighty. My nighty is short and light blue with lace around my chest. even with the air on I can feel the heat from out side.. or maybe its the heat coming from me. I cant seem to get him off my mind.

I feel his fingers as they trace over my pussy. first rubbing lightly all over my smooth pussy. kissing the inside of my thighs as he does. “mmmmm” a warm tongue seeking to find my inner most being. I feel my lips being parted as his fingers trace my slit. Soon he is pulling my lips apart. He kisses the very erotic spot at the juncture of my legs and pussy. My hips raise seeking that warm breath. I hear him chuckle and say not yet baby. His fingers playing, teasing. He kisses back down my leg to the under part if my knee. His tongue flicks around .. “mmmmmm yes I say” he kisses down to my toes and slowly licks and sucks on each one.

I move to my bed room not thinking. Feeling only the need to get that release. I reach in and escort bayan pull out my vibe. Not turning it on I rub it around my pussy.

I feel like I am in heaven mini little orgasm rack through my body. He kisses back up my leg across my hip to my tummy. His tongue teases me flicking in and out of my belly button. I once again lift my hips wanting it all, wanting the release. Feeling every touch of his tongue on my pussy. Feeling the warmth of my pussy as it runs down between my ass. He roams to the under side of my tits.. licking around each one.. cupping them in his hands .. he first licks 1 nipple then the other. Pushing them together he sucks both nipples into his mouth. Feeling my orgasm getting closer.. I slow down wanting it to last. My mind out of control as I remember his every touch. Rubbing the vib around my pussy not touching my clit as I know I will go over the edge fast. Wanting it to build.

lifting my body wanting to be as close to him as I can .. wanting to feel his tongue on my clit. But tuzla genç escort loving the attention my tits are getting. ” mmm baby that feels so good” I moan. Feeling your hard cock rub against my leg as you suckel on my nips. ” mmm god baby I want you to lick me” I moan .. you say. “what do you want .. tell me”.. ” I want you to lick me” I say “Just lick you .. like this” as you lick my arm..

“mmmm no… lick me” I say..

” Say it.. tell me what you want”

telling you, almost yelling, needing to feel you mouth on my pussy.. ” my pussy lick my pussy..” I slide the vib deep into me. Plunging it in and out.. Getting so close but not letting my self cum yet. Moaning and moaning. Im sure the nieghbors can hear me.

You move down I feel your breath on my pussy. Your tongue flicks across my clit .. just before you burry your face in my pussy.. your tongue driving in .. searching for all my warm juices..I feel your tongue drive into my pussy hole. twisting and turning.

Not wanting to tuzla kendi evi olan escort cum I slide the vib out and reach for my egg. I rub it along my pussy.. not yet turning it on.

Your tongue finds my clit.. you slowly lick around it..my hips lifting grinding my pussy into you. You grab my hips as you attack my clit sucking it into your mouth.

As my mind remembers I turn the egg on getting it ready to be in me. I want to cum now like I did when you were licking me .. wanting my memory of my cum to happen at the same time as I do cum.

“oh my goddddd yess suck it baby ……suck it.”

Oh yes.. I’m cumming.. I slide the eggs against my clit. My body starts to shake. My legs tremble, my arms .. trying to keep ahold of the egg. I feel my orgasm building.. knowing the release is here. So intense that I drop the egg. My body shaking my mind blank riding the wave you have sent me on. Breathing heavy as I cum back down.. wondering if I became unconscious I reach between my legs to grab the eggs and feel so much wetness. Feeling the bed,, omg I did ..I came so much .. it remember feeling it spray out of me as I came dropping the egg..I bring my fingers to my mouth. Licking each one clean then rolling to my side I lay breathing heaven and soon drift off to sleep .

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My introduction into the world of BDSM and TranvesSo this is totally genuine and started me on my journey to where I am today. When I hit puberty like most other boys. We crave so many different things. Searching out our parents stash of naughty magazines. And let’s all be honest….How many of us have experimented with our mothers lingerie? I am going back to the early 70`s when lingerie was really pretty. And women used to wear it and look really attractive.So through puberty things are scary with the chance of being caught by our parents. But when I hit Sixteen and I began work. Things change so much.I could buy such items like mags and lingerie etc, but the urge seems to take a bit of a back seat as things like drinking and going to rock concerts takes over. I was also doing an apprenticeship so lots of my time was taken with study and exams. So I got to the end of my apprenticeship and now had a full time job with better money and much more time.Being now independent I decided I wanted to move away from home to save me lots of travelling for my job. So I bought the paper to search for somewhere to live.There was no way I could afford a place of my own. So I looked for shared accommodation. I came across an advert that read.Room for rent in large Georgian House. There is one room available. It is rent only with shared expenses for Gas & Electricity.The person renting must be honest and reliable and have an open outlook on life. There are 5 others living here and we have communal Lounge/Kitchen/Utility Area. So you would need to be sociable.There was a box number to apply with an SAE stamped for a reply.So I sent off my application with facts about myself that had been part of the application. And for about a month I didn’t hear anything. ‘So I began looking elsewhere for somewhere. Then I came home from work and there was a letter waiting for me. ‘I went off to my room before Mother put out tea. The letter was to the point. I had to be at the house at a time and date. And I would be interviewed for suitability.So I was as nervous as hell. I found the house. It was absolutely massive. I rang the bell and a lady of about mid 40`s answered the door. I explained who I was and shown to a sort of office/ study. The Lady who answered the door introduced herself as Annette. She offered me a coffee which I accepted and she left to make the coffee.a couple or so minutes she came back and also another Lady called Jenny. So the door was closed and we chatted.We discussed just about everything. And I felt so relaxed talking to them. And I was asked about girlfriends etc.The conversation flowed, so much so I ended up telling them a little about my puberty and love of seeing ladies in lingerie and the experimenting had done in my early teens. ‘I was so relaxed with them that time flew and I had been there for 2 hours. They told me I would get an answer within a week or so.I hadn’t heard anything for well over a week. And I felt really disappointed. Then I got us Saturday morning to find a letter for me on the table. I was the only ataşehir escort one home so I opened it there and then. I had been offered the room. ‘So I went straight round and confirmed I wanted the room….So I moved my stuff in and was soon settled into the room. My Mother was sorry to see me move out, but she was great and helped me loads. And as I was unpacking my clothing that my Mother had folded for me. I came across a few pairs of stockings, along with a suspender belt and a open bottom girdle with suspenders attached and some satin panties. There was a note saying that she had always known I borrowed her things, and now I have a few of my own to wear. I was immediately turned on and stripped off so I could put on my new lingerie.I walked around in just my lingerie and had my biggest hard on….Then there was a knock at my door. It was Annette who asked if I would join them all in the large lounge area to meet everyone living there.So I said 5 mins and put back on my jeans. I slipped on my shoes and went to the lounge. I expected to see a mix of men and women. ‘When in-fact it was just me and a really looking wuss of a man. So there was me and Derek. And there was Gwen who seemed to one in charge and Kath and Donna.But what was more striking was that all the women seemed to be in their 40`s with one being 50-ish. But they were all nice and I was made absolutely welcome with lots of hugs. And if I didn’t know better there were a few gropes mixed in with the hugs…So to bring this closer to what was to come I shall skip a lot of things that happened. So by my mother popping in some lingerie for me. It had totally reawakened my urge to dress in lingerie. And when I popped home to see Mother. She often gave me a parcel with instructions to open it when I got home.There were satin nighties and panties and bra`s. With a note saying that she would wash this if I couldn’t. Anyway moving Ona little…I-had noticed odd things happen. And on one occasion I was sure I heard someone cry out in pain from what seemed a basement. I asked Annette about it and she said it was an old house and we often heard odd noises.And Derek would walk with an odd gate like he was in pain or something. But this particular day I was in the house totally alone, and on the drying horse there was a beautiful basque with stockings and matching panties. It looked amazing. I picked it up, then put it back and then picked it up. I held it to my front and it looked perfect for my size. And I just couldn’t walk away, I took it all with the intention of returning it later after I got a feel of it. So I had it on along with the panties which were G-string. The stockings felt amazing as FFs. I had an amazing hard on. I was walking around my room. Then I heard movement near my door..the next thing I knew my door was opening and in walked Donna. I froze and just didn’t know what to say or do. Donna said to me that she knew I would fail and take the items. So Donna said I was to follow her. I said I should take off the lingerie first. üsküdar escort And Donna made it perfectly clear I was to follow her. We went to a large office where Gwen was sat behind a desk with Annette to her side and Donna taking the other seat.Gwen looked at me and simply said….Why. I struggled to speak without stuttering. And eventually I said I can gather my things and move out if need be.Then Gwen spoke. Her voice was so authoritative and frightening. She told me it’s not that simple. I had gone against the house rules. I had borrowed something without permission. She asked if I agreed. I confirmed I had, so Donna spoke and simply said she owned the items and she should have a say in what happens next. So I had to stand outside the door while they decided. I wanted to run to my room. Gram my stuff and get a taxi to Mums. ‘’Then I was back in the room. I again offered to leave the house. Gwen then snapped at me. The decision has been made. Because you had taken someone else’s property you are to be punished. I looked puzzled and was about to speak when Gwen put up her hand dismissing me from speaking. Eventually Gwen said that I am to be caned for breaking the house rules. This would be 24 strokes. And Donna could add another 24 strokes which she will administer with the items being hers. And I am to receive 24 more strokes because it’s not the first time I had borrowed lingerie in the past. I was puzzled as to what Gwen was on about. Then Gwen brought me back to attention, she asked if I accept my punishment. I sneered and said no chance.I was told I would comply, or the film of me taking them would be sent to my family, my work and people I knew. So Gwen asked again, and reluctantly I agreed. The door opened behind me and I didn’t see who came in, but a hood was put over my head and my hands were cuffed in seconds.I was led out of the room via a different door. I was helped down some steps and guided down some type of corridor and into another room. Once in there Someone started to play and tease my cock, In no time at all I was fully erect, more pictures were taken and then I was pushed over some type of bench and then ropes were fastened and my hands were pulled down stretching me over some type of bench with my feet held back. Then I heard talking and movement. I heard something swishing about. And then I heard a swoosh and then a crack. The pain seared through my bottom and hit my brain, I had no option but to yell out in pain. And almost immediately another and another, I had not felt pain like it. I was yelling for it to stop and pulling at my restraints. But it was of no use. So stroke after stroke landed on my bare bottom. Then it stopped and I thought that was that. Then more strokes, this time a different type of pain. This was more a thud than a thin lash. I was yelling for mercy, I promised never to do it again, but still the cane bit into my ass. By now I was pretty much in tears. Then it stopped, And then Gwen whispered through the hood to tell me I had taken 48 strokes. çekmeköy escort And my last 24 would begin shortly. I pleased with Gwen for mercy, and all I was told was that these 24 strokes would be far more painful than any of the first ones. ‘Then Gwen said…..Begin. Gwen wasn’t wrong when she said these would be much more painful. And I thought my head would explode with the pain. Blow after blow rained down and I was thrashing about trying to get away from that bloody cane. I swore a couple of times and heard Gwen add six more strokes. By this time I was drifting in and out of what I thought was consciousness. And eventually the caning stopped. And Gwen leant in again to my ear to tell me my punishment was complete. And if I wanted to keep the underwear I had on Donna would use a strap and administer 6 strokes. I loved the basque and agreed. The strap landed and I counted down the strokes. Gwen then began to unfasten my hood and removed it from my head. My eyes were blearily and I had to blink a few times to get my vision back….And as I heard the women chatting there was a voice I knew straight away. No it couldn’t……No it really can’t be…Gwen then told me she would introduce me to the lady who had administered the hardest strokes. And as I saw her step into my view…yep it was my Mother. I didn’t know what to say. She told me I was punished for taking her things and making a mess in them. I must have looked totally confused…How did she know I was here and how did she know about any of this? I was released from my shackles after some soothing cream was rubbed onto my bottom. When I stood I was a little unsteady and I was helped to sit down and given some water. Then it was Annette who explained things. I had been set up. The advert in the paper was to make it look authentic. I was the only one to be “interviewed “ and it was because I needed to know my place. And learn taking things that are not mine carries consequences. I was also told that while I am in at my now home, I would have to dress fully as a female, I will have to learn how to apply make up and learn how to be more feminine. Any objections or misdemeanours would mean a much heavier sentence, this would include the Birch, single tail whip, and a much heavier caning.And being what I thought smart…And if I just up and go? Then the pictures of me walking around my room in lingerie, my caning session, and me taking the lingerie would be shared with my friends, my work colleagues and even my family. So I had no choice but comply. I was told I could now leave, and my Mother walked with me back to my room. And as we sat chatting, I just couldn’t believe just how sexy Mother looked in her leather corset. It pulled in her waist and pushed up her boobs. She was already big busted, but this made them enormous. And I think she realised I was hard by the way I was moving about trying to hide it. And Mother came straight out with it. She told me to lay on my back and close my eyes. She then proceeded to masturbate me to completion, and as I shot dollop after dollop mother managed to catch most of it, and she then made me clean her hands of my cum telling me I had better get used to it for my next phase of being a sissy-slut…and I have to say I loved my Mother being like this and punishing me…it’s amazing….sarah..xx

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How IMORNERY81 Lost His CherryA young female friend on here asked me how I lost my virginity. I tried to describe it for her. I’m sure it isn’t a unique story, but … I decided to share it, not just with her but with all of my readers.—————-I can remember every detail of that first time! It was prom. I was Junior, she was a Senior. God I was a stupid, naive idiot!! It had been a wonderful night, lots of laughs, dancing, and the after prom was in a town not too far away. We had rented out a movie theater for the midnight to 3:00 a.m. time slot and then at 4:30 a.m. one of our friends were having breakfast at their house. We snuck out of the movie early… like an hour and a half was not going to be long enough!!!Riley was slim. I mean, she was probably 5’8″ and even wearing jewelry barely got her weight over 100 pounds. But I knew she had the hots for me and well…. I was completely without experience. She was not. Rumors had it she had missed the first part of school that year as she recovered from an abortion. She knew what she was doing and so I was hopeful, but stupid.After sneaking out of the movie, we got in my car with no real plans where to go to make out. We pulled down a side road onto another even more remote road. There was a long lane and all of the lights were off in the house way back. I turned off the car and turned to her and we started kissing.I thought I was in heaven! I loved the taste of Riley’s tongue and breathe!! She could kiss me in a way that immediately had my heart pounding and we both were out of our jackets in no time!She was wearing a black sweater turtleneck, black slacks. Who cares what I had on, I sure don’t remember! But I can remember the touch of my hand on that soft fabric as I turned into her and put my hand on her shoulder! It was so soft! I moved my hand up and down her upper arm a couple of times as we kissed and then the back of my thumb brushed the outer side of her bra! I remember holding my breath wondering if she would scream at me or slap me. She gave a little moan. I opened my eyes and looked into her watery blue eyes. She then brought her arm closer to her and the back of my hand pressed against her breast. The moan was more obvious! I just am not certain if it was hers or ours!!!I remember how her breast fit in the palm of my hand. I just pressed the flat of my hand over the front of her breast. My fingers could feel her ribs above the swell and the heel of my hand was resting on the bones below. She was small…but I also felt her nipple drilling into my palm! Her hand came up and showed me how to move my hand and fingers over her breast. Her way made it better for her and felt so damn good to me too!When her hand released mine, it fell onto the top of my thigh. I know I jumped. She giggled and we kept kissing. We kept kissing even as I felt her fingers rising up my slacks and then slowly walking across the front of my pants. Her hand felt the bulge of my cock as it laid against my abdomen, pointing at my navel. She traced the outline of my cock and pulled back and looked at me. “God, is that really you? I mean, you are big!” I still am not certain if my face glowed so much that it shone in the car!!My hand had fallen lower on her torso when she backed up. My fingers found the bottom hem of her sweater. I took a deep breath and moved my hand underneath to the flat of her stomach. Her eyes relaxed and she smiled. “I like that! I like that a lot.” She then moved across the bench seat of the ’74 Dodge Dart and my hand slid up over her smooth flesh.I have long tried to explain the feeling of perfection that is a teen girl’s skin. My wife of 30 years has asked me what it is about young women, girls that makes a man go crazy. How do you explain the sensation of fingers gliding over smooth soft skin that sheaths a tight core that seems to ripple as your fingers move over it? The warmth and flutter of flesh as you explore it? Feeling the rise of her ribs and feeling the beating of a heart just beneath the muscle…. Feeling the tight band of her bra, anadolu yakası escort soft satin of the bra cup and the hardness of her nipple poking into it. The firm swell of flesh, as her breasts defy gravity and swell out toward you….I can remember hooking my fingers over the top inside line of the bra cup and attempting to access her breast from above. She stopped me after a few seconds of fumbling and she pushed the bra up and over her breasts. I did not bother to release her bra. (The thought did not even enter my brain!! Hormones must have been blocking it!!). I just felt that soft feminine breast, my first, and thought I was in heaven! We were kissing harder now. Her tongue insistent on probing my tonsils, she was all over me and I was simply trying my best to keep up with her!That was when I felt my zipper being pulled down! With both hands, she made quick work of the zipper, undid the button and then she stopped kissing long enough to say, “Undo your belt and I will show you something else I can do with my mouth!” I undid my belt, raised my butt up off of plastic seats and did not even mind the coolness!!She went face down on me and I thought for certain I had died and gone to heaven!! She grabbed my cock in her long pianist fingers and aimed me into that warm mouth and I felt things I had never felt before! She swirled her tongue around my cock head and then sucked me in, over her lips and I let out a big old moan and she laughed! “Don’t cum! It’s not that I won’t swallow, but I want this cock inside of me when you do!” she said. I was not at all certain that I had that kind of control!!!It was dark in the interior of my car, and she had shoulder length brown hair, so I could not really see what she was doing to me, so my eyes wandered. She was up on her knees, butt up toward the passenger window. There was a beautiful white expanse of her lower back where her sweater had ridden up revealing a tiny waist, smooth flesh that almost glowed in the pale moonlight! I ran my hand down her back and she moaned around my cock as my fingers slid under the back waistband of her pants.I grabbed her each of her ass cheeks, first one and then the other. My hand was under her panties and combined with what she was doing to my cock, I was right there on the brink of cumming, when she rocked her hips to one side and my fingers slipped into the crack of her ass. She gasped and said, “Oh God, yes!! Play with my asshole!” My eyes rolled back in my head, as my fingers found her soft, puckered sphincter and pushed. I was not trying to enter her, just pressing against it with the flat of my index finger when she stuffed me back into her mouth and took nearly my whole dick into her mouth!!!My balls twisted and began pumping! I held her against my crotch. I tried not to pound my cock into the back of her head, but there was no stopping the tremendous eruption of my privates! Every few seconds she coaxed another tremndous fountain of semen deep into her mouth as my fingers played over her wriggling ass!! I was sure there was going to be cum all over everything and both of us because I had never in my life cum like that before and I had soaked my bed more than once in a good wet dream!!!She finally then sat up after about a minute and her fist was still around my cock, but it was not nearly as messy as I had thought it might be! “You are good to the last drop, Bryan! But I hope that was not all you had in you!!” She then pulled her sweater up and over her head and turned her back to me for me to help her undo her bra. (I’m sure she could have done it better and faster herself, but that was another first for me!!).She turned back toward me and was cupping her tits. “Do you want to suck on me a little?” she asked almost shyly. I pulled her to me and she laughed as she fell into me. Her tits were really not much more than swells with puffy nipples in the middle, but sucking on them was a rush! She wrapped her arms around my head and held my face against her urging me to ataşehir escort do this and not that or lick like…mmmmm, yeah that way! I felt the seat back give and we reclined back several inches and we both jumped and laughed, but then she was pulling me back to her tits again.I lifted my right hand up and hooked my fingers over her crotch. I was shocked at how hot and wet she was! I could feel it even through her pants!!! She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand up and had me slide my hand down inside of her pants. The first feel of her soft, curly pubic hairs and the hard sharpness of her pubic bones sent messages of, “Uncharted Territories ahead” flashing to my brain! When my fingers slid to either side of her slit and then I sunk a finger into her wet juicy pussy lips, I felt my cock jump back up to full attention!She pushed her pants down over her hips and then down past her knees so that she could spread her legs and give me more, deeper access. She was naked and I was still fairly well dressed. But not for long!She rocked back onto her heels and grabbed hold of my shirt and started nearly ripping buttons off as she pulled my shirt open. I had never even wondered what it would be like to have my nipples sucked or if girls even liked guys… nipples. But when she leaned forward and lightly bit down on my left nipple, I discovered a new favorite!! Riley’s mouth was a true professional’s mouth! I mean, she knew the combination of bite, suck, lick and whatever else she was doing to make nipple play something incredibly sexy!!! “Slide your pants off!” She ordered and I did my best to do it in the next two seconds or less!By now she was humping my fingers and my cock was arisen from the dead! No, I was not yet fully hard, but I felt like I was thicker than I had ever been!! Once my pants were down at my ankles, she kissed her way down my chest and gave my cock a couple of good sucks. “Damn, Bryan. My last boyfriend couldn’t get this hard a second time unless I gave him an hour!!”Then, before I could really work out what was going on, she crawled across me and threw a leg over my hips. I felt her grab my cock and something perfectly hot and wet touching the tip of my head and then…. Oh, my, I was locked part way up into her wet cunt and she was moaning and rotating her hips! She was tight, wet and perfectly wrapped around the top half of my cock! She pushed up against the ceiling of the car and looked down at me. Her tits looked so much larger like this! But it was the look in her eyes as she stared into mine that left me breathless!!! She was a woman, not a girl and she was going to make me a man! She was going to fuck me and fuck me good!! And I wanted her at that moment more than I wanted air!!! She slowly rotated her hips, fitting more and more of me into her tight snatch!Riley took my hand with the fingers that had been inside of her and she put them in my mouth. Her pussy juice was thick and fragrant. Its aroma was damn near intoxicating and the flavor of her nectar as it coated my mouth was one of the most erotic things I have ever experienced to this day! I can imagine it in perfect detail even now!While I was distracted, she worked her hips down the final inches and suddenly (to me) we were connected as deeply as two people can be and more closely than I had ever dared to hope! I looked up into her eyes as she looked down at me with a smug look. “God, I love taking guy’s cherrys!!” she said. “Grab my ass, Bryan and try not to cum for as long as you can!” She then took my hands, put them on her hips and pressed her tits into my face. She did not tell me what to do. I just did what came naturally.She rotated her hips, using my cock to reach inside of her pussy to places that were boiling cauldrons of passion, desire, need and pleasure. The walls of her cunt slid up and down my shaft and soon my hands were helping her to set a good rhythm for us each to enjoy. She had me rest my fingers on the back of hers as she reached between us and she rubbed her clit. I felt ümraniye escort her muscles seize around my shaft and I was in total awe of her body as her orgasm sent spasms racking through her that caused her to slam her body into mine. The back of the car seat gave way the rest of the way and she fell on top of me before pushing herself back upright and taking my cock even deeper into her!She slowly recovered and I never stopped pushing into her quivering body. She brushed my fingers from her pussy a couple times but let me search, explore and feel every other curvacious plane of her taut body! I was thinking about fingering her ass again when she took my hand and put it into her short curlies with the single word “gentle” to guide me. I touched her wet, knot of a pearly clit and she arched her back and clamped down on my cock with something akin to a vice! I moved my fingers to either side and she smiled down at me with that beautific smile that screamed, “Oh, that’s MUCH better,” and we kissed.It did not take long before she was pushed back up and now she was slamming herself down onto me every bit as hard as I was thrusting up into her! We were both huffing and puffing quicker and faster and I knew I was not going to last much longer. I felt her tense up and I closed my eyes trying not to cum inside of her, but there was no stopping it. I felt like my toes, were curling back to touch my heels and my calves were cramping worse than during any sports conditioning practice had ever made them!My thighs were already wet from…her riding me, but as I came inside of her, I could feel just a molten hot flow of liquids wash over my cock and belly, balls, ass, thighs! Parts of me were screaming, “You idiot, you don’t have a condom!” but other voices screamed “Don’t stop, keep fucking her!!!” You can guess which voice drowned out the other!!She collapsed onto my chest and we were both giggling and laughing. She would tighten around my dick and I would tighten a couple muscles to make my cock jump. God it felt so good! Then I looked over her shoulder. There were lights on in the house where we were blocking the driveway. I swore and she looked over her shoulder and we both saw the headlights of a vehicle come on up beside the house! She scrambled off of me and I got the seat upright, engine started and we were backing up when the truck lights glared into the passenger compartment of the car. Riley ducked down and I covered my face as I finished backing out into the road and took off away down the road. Fortunately, the truck went the other way. I stopped a mile later in the middle of the road and pulled my pants back up and got myself 95% of the way assembled. Riley got herself all dressed as well.We were going to be late if we went to the breakfast and enough people had seen us sneak out early from the movie that we both knew the other k**s would get a good laugh over us showing up late, so we opted for going home. She told me that the summer before her mom had said they should change the name of the road they lived on from ‘Lover’s Lane’ to ‘Sex Drive’. After her abortion, she had taken Riley to her gynacologist and had her put on the pill. I breathed a little easier.I never dated Riley again, let alone fucked her. In fact, it was almost another year before I really even made out with another girl! I dropped her off and she was grounded for not checking in with her parents like she was supposed to. I started casually seeing a couple of other girls in the ensuing month and then she started dating another dude like the week she came off of being grounded. A couple of months later she was off to college and that was that.My family and I still live in the same little town though her parents moved away long ago. We recently have reconnected on FB. We are friends now and both married to other people. She asked me the other day in a private message if I remembered that prom. I smiled at the screen for a couple of minutes before replying, “I’m not certain what you are talking about.” Her response came back, “I’m talking about the best fuck of my life!!!”Riley, you better believe that I do!!!—–So what about you? How did you lose your cherry, gain your first ‘unlawful carnal knowledge’ experience the trama/bliss of sex? Remember, censors on here are watching so you may want to omit ages if you were younger than I was!

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How I became a slut! (4)I’ve been thinking about how to proceed with this story. I have just written for one year and it’s already one hour’s reading. And it is still 34 years to the present date. But fortunately, I’m having my author write, and I am glad that a third person is doing this! Please tell me should I bore you. How much is true or fantasy? This is a good question! But answer it by yourself, I hope it comes across to the reader authentically and honestly. I have always protected sexual intercourse except for long-time lovers. I will not mention this anymore in the text.So back to that time, some have asked me why I didn’t call Michael immediately. This is an interesting question, on the first day, I would have loved to do this. Out of shame and shyness, hard to believe, I postponed it again and again.I sometimes think in retrospect. It would be interesting to know which variant would come out better, there could be surprises. So I will stay on the topic, back to the story!In any case, I had to admit to myself that I was head over heels in love with Markus. And I was clearly addicted to sex. When I wasn’t engrossed in something, I was always thinking about getting fucked and about men’s cocks! Is this normal as almost nineteen years old girl? Today I would google this and maybe I would be smarter afterward.Unfortunately, Markus had to attend a congress overseas for two weeks. It was a bad time. I could hardly stand it. At school, we had a new subject, theory for prospective car mechanics. This was the most interesting subject so far.My mother was a little better off at home. She was able to stop taking medication, and she had more strength to cope with everyday life. That was good news. With my mother, I could talk about many things and I liked her very much. With my father it was different. But I think he loved me like a father and was just strict. But he probably wanted, or he only hoped for the best for the life of his beloved daughter.On Wednesday, my boss called me into his office and said with a grin, “Your friend is on the line.” I thanked him and picked up the phone.”Hello, Markus, everything okay with you?””Hello Nicci, everything’s fine with me, but the days are long. Always workshops! Just wondering if you have already plans for next Saturday?””No, nothing so far!” I replied happily.”I have a surprise for you. You must spend the night with me.””Okay, that‘s fine, I’ll tell my parents. “I’m of age. I look forward to seeing you.””Me too, so I’ll see you next Saturday at 2:00. Bye, honey.””Kiss, bye-bye Markus.”The rest of the week I was excited. What kind of surprise was Markus thinking of? Engagement? Unreal after this short time and I didn’t want that yet. To commit oneself to one man for life was unimaginable. We’ll see.Saturday was already there, this week had again passed quickly. The weeks just flew by. I made myself ready to go out and was already pretty horny! Again.After the first ring of the bell, he opened the door. Markus had grown a three-day beard, it looked good on him at first sight. We kissed each other intensively. Had I missed him! Incredibly! My heart was pounding with excitement.He smiled, come in here! I took off my coat. And yes, he made us green tea. I think this was really his ritual. It was cozy. He talked about his congress. It had been quite interesting, and he said he loved the variety.He inquired about what had happened to me. Nothing special so far. I had gone to a movie with a friend and had had dinner afterward. At school, we had another accounting exam and I had the best grade again. I had the feeling that Mr. Meier gave my exams a particularly good grade. Maybe this was just an impression and still the influence of our sex affair.When I took a look into the kitchen, I saw that Markus had prepared several appetizers. In the corner stood several bottles of champagne. I looked at Markus questioningly. He smiled and said: “That’s part of the surprise! So I say it! John and Mirza will be here in an hour with Yvonne.”We hadn’t been sitting on the upholstery for long when the doorbell rang. Markus opened the door and welcomed the guest. “Hi John, I’d like you to meet Nicci.” John was a black man and very tall, about 6’2″. He sat on the sofa. A little later, Mirza arrived with his girlfriend Yvonne. You already know Mirza. Yvonne was medium height and very thin The mood was boisterous and everyone was dressed quite sexy. Markus was in the best mood. He got the champagne and poured everyone a glass.So it went relatively fast, this means after the second glass we were already slightly tipsy.The mood was highly erotic and suddenly Mirza kissed Yvonne. I was excited just by watching. He nested on her top. And suddenly her small breasts popped out. I sat down on the couch with John. He began to caress me. I let it happen. sarıyer escort He pulled off my blouse, and I was soon bare-breasted in front of him. Markus had sat down and stroked my thighs.I had the feeling that everybody knew in advance what would happen. The whole thing seemed to develop into a sex party. Was that the surprise? I looked over at Yvonne and Mirza. She was already in her panties and he was stroking and fingering her pussy. She moaned softly to herself. I could just see him taking off her panties. Her pubic hair was elegantly trimmed to 5 mm.Markus and John had not been idle in the meantime and had already stripped me down to my panties. My pussy was already very wet and Markus suddenly inserted three fingers and they easily slipped in my moisturized pussy. John undressed slowly. And Markus now penetrated without problems with even a fourth finger. He said to John: “You can fuck the little whore, but please use a condom, otherwise you’ll get her pregnant.” I saw John take off his panties. His member was stiff and huge. If I wanted to hear numbers, I’d say he was six inches long. I think it was the biggest one yet!The noises in the parlor were loud, a moaning of Yvonne and Mirza came over. They were already both naked and he fucked her hard. John now stuck his member in my face and I started sucking. It felt huge. I had the suspicion that Markus especially enjoyed this, showing off his girlfriend and liked to be a cuckold. I felt John’s juice. Markus kept fingering me and his fingers were now all wet. Then he took them out and John took his member out of my mouth. Without much warning, he then stuck it into my hairy and slippery pussy and filled me completely out.I sat on the sofa and I was only aroused by watching his dark member moving. Markus now hastily undressed and was quickly naked and he stuck his member in my face, which I spoiled joyfully and willingly, as Markus also expected me to do.From Mirza and Yvonne, you could hear a loud moaning and suddenly Yvonne screamed: “Fuck me harder, darling!” Mirza increased immediately the pace.John u*********sly adjusted to Mirza’s pace and fucked me harder too. Markus had now taken the cock out of my mouth. He rubbed it with his hand very gently back and forth. John and Mirza came at about the same time. John withdrew and went into the bathroom to freshen up.Markus said: “Now it’s my turn, let me sit and then sit on me”, and he grinned while doing so. I sat on his penis. I was so dilated that I hardly felt it.Mirza got up and freshened up a bit in the kitchen. Yvonne came over to us. She stroked Markus’ balls. He seemed to enjoy it especially. Yvonne stroked my clitoris with her other hand. This was exactly the icing on the cake. It was beautiful and it did not bother me at all that it was a woman who stroked me.Markus seemed to get excited by the inclusion of Yvonne in our game. I liked it too, more and more. I asked myself whether I was bisexual and put this consideration aside again. I tried not to move up and down faster on Markus and moaned quite loud to it, which was rather unusual for me. With increasing experience, I got to know new facets of myself. Yvonne now concentrated on my grown clitoris. She obviously had the pleasure to spoil a woman! It was not surprising that I came through this treatment relatively quickly to orgasm and Markus luckily also, in almost the same moment. I got up and went into the bathroom to freshen up like the others and put on something light.Afterward, we were in the living room and were eating the delicious appetizers. These were excellent. We continued to drink alcohol, i.e. white or red wine. Especially I was not used to this and so I got drunker. From the conversations, my impression was now confirmed that I was the only person who was not privy to what had happened here. Markus was also clearly the driving force in this game. At the dinner, it was discussed what else should be done. The men wanted to see a lesbian show. Let’s see if we would fulfill this wish. So after three-quarters of an hour, Markus took a glass and with a spoon, he hit it with a smile and said: “Please get ready for the second round!”Yvonne and I looked deep into each other’s eyes and why not get it over right away. The men were still dressed. First, I kissed Yvonne on the lips with short kisses. Then I became more daring and kissed her again on the mouth and it became a deep kiss. My tongue tried to get into her mouth. There was no resistance and our tongues met. A wild dance began. I was very fond of this woman. I took off Yvonne’s top.I felt her nipples with my fingers They immediately became harder and longer The men stood around us expectantly. Mirza was just as excited and at the same time a little esenyurt escort surprised about his Yvonne. I bent over and started to lick the hard nipples with my tongue and then I took them in my mouth and twitched them. Yvonne pushed them all the way into my mouth and was already moaning.I now opened her trousers and took them off. I hurried to take off her beautiful red lace-trimmed panties. With my hands, I instructed her to sit down. I devoted myself to her labia. Then I started to kiss them. For me, it was a completely new territory. But it was relatively easy. I intuitively did it right, because I could tell by the moaning what she liked and the reaction of the rest of the body was also a kind of compass. I licked her cunt. The taste was salty but stimulating. I tried to play with the tongue, with the outer and inner labia. These were quite large and clearly visible. In color, they were a little darker than the rest of the skin. I tried to penetrate as deeply as I could with my tongue. And then a quick in and out. And again slower. And faster again. A real tongue fuck.The gentlemen liked it and Mirza said: “Fuck her harder with your tongue, Nicci, that’s great!” He was really enthusiastic and got to know his Yvonne from another side. Now I took my fingers to help and added enough lubricant. I put my middle finger in her open cunt. She moaned with horniness and for me, it was time to insert another finger after a few backs and forth movements. Her pussy was really wet with lust.So I had relatively quickly another finger in and then a fourth. Encouraged by her moaning I tried to insert the whole fist after I had put some lubricant on it. The gentlemen really encouraged me: “Give her a fist, feel her out!” I tried it and went pretty well. My fist just slipped inside. Yvonne moaned harder and enjoyed being completely filled. My hand was a little smaller than a man’s hand. I wanted her to do the same with me afterward! This would be a new experience. Let’s see. Because of this treatment, her pussy suddenly twitched and it got even better. I had helped the first woman in my life to an orgasm. She was really happy!And the men shouted to Yvonne: “Now it’s your turn. Lick her! Bring her to orgasm!” She just smiled softly and stood up and undressed me slowly. We did this like a striptease. Always smiling. Theatrically and with show effects my clothes were taken off. Immediately I stood there only with a small thing. Partly my pubic hairs looked out sideways. For those who love hairy women, this was a beautiful exciting sight. Yvonne took it off and gave me a little push so that I fell on the padding. With her hands, she spread my legs and gave kisses to my pubis. At the same time, she stroked my pubic hair and played with it. She leaned over to me. I was expectant and she began to spoil my clit with her tongue. Instinctively I moved my pelvis towards her mouth. She did it wonderfully. The gentlemen had begun to clap. This as an incentive! Yvonne didn’t need this. She did it devotedly and I had the feeling that it was not her first time with a woman. Was she bisexual? She retaliated and outdid me in skill. With my eyes, I saw Markus disappear and a few moments later come back with a huge black dildo. Boo, it was huge and had a respectable circumference. He handed it to Yvonne and ordered: “Stick it in that whore’s cunt, but don’t wait too long!” Yvonne smiled back!With her fingers, she worked on my pussy. She took some gel. One finger in, then two and a little break. Back and forth and three fingers and there were four fingers in it. With a little push, her whole fist was in me.She had small hands and narrow wrists, so it was not surprising that she made it without any problems! She moved her hand in and out. Her hand was covered with my lust juice. She grinned at me and pulled her fist out of my hole, accompanied by a smacking sound. She lubricated the dildo with lube and pushed it in slowly. It was even wider than Yvonne’s fist. It was a nice feeling. She made it slip back and forth The three gentlemen had started to undress They looked greedy as the black dildo slid in and out of my pussy especially John. He was the first one to be completely naked and he came closer and held his black member close to my face. I took it immediately in my mouth and sucked it. It was stiff and hard like metal. I wanted to feel it inside me. Yvonne took the dildo out. My cunt was more than stretched and he could just put his penis in my open hole. It was indescribably beautiful. Although dildos are incredibly well-made and a good substitute for a penis, it is not the same beautiful feeling. Dildos do not have the right body temperature. You can warm them up a bit, but nothing is identical to a pulsating man’s penis. I think I’ve avrupa yakası escort mentioned this before that the more sex I had, the more I wanted it. I don’t know if it was just me or if this was completely normal!Markus and Mirza both rubbed their stiff cocks intensively. John hammered his penis in and out of me as if he had to win a competition. I pulled his ass closer to me and held it tight to make it clear to him that I needed a little break. He stopped and I felt the throb of his cock inside me.That was a crazy night. The sun had already set. The mood was still excellent. There was a smell of testosterone, sweat, semen and pussy juice in the air. It was not an unpleasant smell, because everything was still fresh.John started fucking me again and went into a wild back and forth. He stopped and asked me to kneel on the cushions. He wanted to stick his cock up my cunt from behind. I did and he pressed his cock into my horny dripping pussy. He had to have a beautiful sight on my hairy wet vagina. He increased the pace and soon came moaning. I felt his penis shrink and he pulled it out pretty soon. He said: “I need really a break!” John walked to the bathroom to freshen up.Mirza now wanted to fuck my ass and Markus should fuck me at the same time. I sat down on Mirza and Markus led his cock into my dripping hole.Yvonne tenderly stroked Mirza’s testicles. In between, she played with my hard nipples. John came from the other side a little later and stretched his penis into my face. Again! I licked it. Now I had trouble concentrating. John’s cock in my mouth. Mirza’s penis in the ass and Markus, who fucked me classically. And on top of that Yvonne, who stroked me again and again and further intensified the feelings and sensations. It was incredible! I can’t explain why you always want more of it. But I do understand! At some point, I trembled all over my body and was really shaken by my feelings!Mirza now also wanted to fuck me in the vagina. Markus agreed. In return, he would fuck Yvonne. I wasn’t a bit jealous. Why should I be? Mirza fucked me delicately and caressed me. Yvonne rubbed her pussy and moaned loudly and then Markus came and fucked her wildly. She screamed with lust and grabbed his ass. This didn’t stop him from taking her even harder.A clock struck nine beats. We all took a break. Afterward, we ate something and Markus rang for the third round. John fucked me anally afterward. This was almost painful because his penis had such a large girth!It went on in this style until well after midnight. John said goodbye at some point. And me, Markus, Yvonne, and Mirza slept somewhere in the apartment after that. I awoke from a groan. Markus was fucking Yvonne. I still wasn’t jealous. At some point, we had breakfast together and after a shower, around noon I said goodbye.It was incredible. I suspected I was really close to sex addiction.Being a whore might be the right profession after all because of my persistent horniness. I dismissed the idea. The memory of the prostitution wasn’t a very good one except for Michael. This reminded me that I really should call him.Time went by so quickly and I was glad when the warmer season came. Spring with its first warmer rays. Markus still treated me a bit like a whore. I don’t know if it was because I had told him about this experience on the street.From now on we had several gang bangs like the one just described with the same actors. That’s why I find it unnecessary to tell it again in words in detail.And so it became summer and my story already covers one year and I was already 19 years old. My last year as a teenager had begun. The relationship with Markus continued to strengthen and we had sex again and again just the two of us.His “dirty talking” had become more extreme. I may have to give you a sample of it in a future episode. I was also quite submissive and loved to be subdued and slapped.My summer holidays were now just around the corner. With my girlfriend, we went to the airport and flew to San Francisco. There we would first spend a few days in San Francisco. Afterward, we would take the classic Route 66. Highlights would be Carmela, a beautiful village, Los Angeles, Disney Land, film studios, Grand Canyon and the national parks. This was my first vacation without my parents. I must admit that I was a little in love with my girlfriend. But bisexual? Let’s see what this trip would bring.At home, the situation had stabilized. My father was happy with me since he knew I was in steady hands. Markus was the son-in-law of his dreams. It was really too early for such plans. Besides, I wasn’t sure if I should marry. I simply loved the change too much.In the business, I would soon start my second year of apprenticeship. The work was more interesting and I could logically work much more independently.I kept my list in my secret notebook. This time there were not many entries:No. 11: February 1986, remains my secret, not even Markus knows about itNo. 12: March 1986, at Markus’ home, gangbang with Markus, John a black man, Mirza, and Yvonne, all three holes filled, several hours, 3 rounds First lesbian sex with Yvonne. The more sex I had that night, the greedier I got.

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PHILLING In For Me 6Good friend Phil was staying with my family in north London having been thrown out of his home(Jenny owned it) and needed so,ewhere to stay. We,d become friends when I joined a local fishing club Phil belonged to and still went out with now and then, also took part in their well planned social events. One evening Sarah my wifr now of over fifty years sadly now suffering from dementia, Phil and I had been viewing a rare old hardcore video tape and had grown very horny, Sarah surprising me a bit after excusing herself to put on something cooler then returned shortly very cool indeed with Nothing on but a pair of slippers. She rubbed her hairy snatch as we quickly stripped off and as Phil suckled and fondled her ample titties I slurped at her juicy twat, then moved up to allow Phil to start fucking her mouth as I fucked her pussy! We carried on like that changing positions till we,d all enjoyed an intense climax then recovered halkalı escort with a fresh cup,of coffee before retiring to bed. Some while later I awoke and had to Lee badly, but found someone in the toilet, the door cracked open slightly. I could make out my s*******n year old daughter Christina in a baby doll pissing, but a very interested Phil was watching from the shadows. “Come on Chris Honey. Wash your hands and off to bed, there,s a good girl.” I called softly as not to rouse Sarah or son Rick. When Chris, had gone in her room I turned on my friend “Don,t get any big ideas about her Phil.!” I warned him. “I do know she is one sexy girl soon becoming a woman, but leave her alone!” “Sure Joe. It,s just that she woke me up and I was just waiting my turn to use the loo.” “”I hope that,s all you were thinking of. You better go use it then.” “Don,t have to taksim escort now.” “Well I do! Good Night Phil!” I left him standing there. I,d be the adult to have an affair with Chris, less than a year later, but that,s in another episode of my life. I noticed Phil watching Chris many times and became critical because Chris liked to wear sexy clothes and walk round the house in summer in a very brief black bikini that left little to the imagination. It Wasn,t easy for me to hide the affect Chris had on me, Phil and even son Rick, but when Sarah noticed she just laughed. “Chris likes wearing comfortable gear and she,s become a beautiful young woman. Would you have her dress like a nun?” Sarah defended her. So Chris continued to tempt the males at our house while Sarah added to it by buying a navy bikini though she filled it out much better than Chris. Chris had only been dating one boy so far and often complained şişli escort to me that he was useless at snogging and she was annoyed she had to make all the running. “You should be so lucky.” I teased her. “Most fellows would want to attack you the way you look young lady. It,d help,if you wore more clothing.” “Oh Dad! You,re so old school. Hugh wouldn,t attack me if I was naked!” “Don,t you dare try it or you,d be wrong young lady!” I warned her. She was soft hearted and continued to date “slow” Hugh, but avoided my queries now saying he was okay, but still rather had to be led. I eventually found out Chris was the aggressor unlike her Mother when we dated, but again that,s another section of my sex life for another retelling. Phil had been staying with us for six months when it happened Sarah and Phil fucked with no one else around. I half expected it as I was away at work so much and knew it had to happen some time. As usual Sarah waited till I,d just shot a heavy load deep in her treasure trove before confessing about my friend. In response I found my cock still hard so fucked her again shooting nearly as much as before. “Me having sex with Phil really gets you going, doesn,t it?” my wife sighed happily. “I think you,re right, but I,m pooped now!” TBC

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Love with the neighbourIt was my day off and as a committed naturist I was wandering around the house just doing little jobs, a bit of tidying here, washing in the basket there when the door bell rang. Grabbing a dressing gown I ran down the stairs two at a time, flung open the door to find Annie my next door neighbour standing there. Although we’d lived next door for probably ten years we’d only very recently started to get to know each other when a throw away remark, something like “look at the size of that” as I’d pulled a huge weed out and she immediately replied I’d love to and instantly coloured up. After that I fed her with double entendres until we neither of us could garden for laughing.Anyway back to Annie on the doorstep, “I just came round to let you”… her voice trailed off as her eyes lowered and glancing down I saw anadolu yakası escort I was showing more than I should. She took a gulp but still stood there staring, “do you like?” I asked, “er yes” came the reply, I grabbed her by the wrist why don’t you come in, she pulled away, no I can’t, mums coming round, we’re going shopping but by this time I’d yanked her in to the hall and swung the door closed.You can touch it if you like, she tentatively put out a hand, it’s so much bigger than Dec’s (her husband) just resting a finger or two on my now swelling appendage, I knew Dec was the only man she’d been with, she had a pleasant figure, just a little on the plump side and I found her very sexy not that I’d told her. “Hold it properly for me Annie” she started to grip it then ataşehir escort fear of going too far possibly, caused her to step back, “I.. I can’t” she stuttered, it’s mum, she’s got a key hasn’t she? I wasn’t going to let a chance like this slip away, then in a moment she was in my arms, kissing me like she’d not done it for ages (which is possible as Dec’s a bit of a geek). Her hand snaked down between my legs as she broke away to place a kiss on the end of my dick. After that things just happened in a flash, I dragged her in t the dining room and pushed her up against the table, kissing her again I fumbled to undo her cotton trousers, pulling them down and letting them slide off her legs, her rather frumpy panties followed in the same vein as I pushed her back on to the table, shrugged ümraniye escort off the dressing gown and placed my cock at the entrance to her hairy, unshaven pussy. With one firm push I was in, she gasped as her legs automatically came up to grip me and she moaned “oh John” as I started to pump in and out slowly. Just as I was starting to build up some momentum her mobile rang, in a reflex she answered it, yes mum, let yourself in I won’t be a minute I’m just at the shop, ok bye. She looked back at me, right you’ve got two minutes, sad to say I don’t think I lasted another two minutes! The fact that we’d nearly been caught was so exciting that it pushed me over the edge and I exploded inside her with a grunt, my legs shaking, I gripped the sides of the table to avoid losing balance. Hurriedly, she pushed me off, dressed and was gone in a flash almost before I could say anything sensible, the rest of the day I imagined her shopping with her mum, with my cum leaking out of her pussy. I’m just hoping she’d like to come round for another go once the Coronavirus lockdown is over, until then I’m going to wank myself silly remembering our first sex together.

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Donnie had four good friends. So did Jen.I have four good friends, we’re all in our early 30’s and have been tight since we were the starting five on our small-town high school basketball team. I’m a police officer, and they all work at other jobs in this town and the one next door. We’re all married, and we socialize a lot. There’s always been a lot of flirting and suggestions back and forth about being available for sex. I would have to say that my wife Jen is a lot hotter than any of their wives.My wife has shown some interest in the past, privately talking with me, but I have always vetoed the idea cold. I even refused to let her get in the hot tub when we all rented a cabin together and the guys were in there naked. The thing is, my cock is a lot smaller than any of my four buds, and I didn’t want my wife to get any ideas.Anyway, we invited everybody over on a Friday to watch a soccer game on TV. None of the guys’ wives were interested in coming. I was due home around 6, after my shift. But a little before 5 we got a call that there was a big smash-up where a small side road crosses what people treat as a freeway, driving much too fast. So I called home and said to Jen, “It looks like I won’t be home until at least 10, honey. Can you put up with the guys until then? At least I’ll make some double-time.””Sure, Baby,” she said. “I love you.”So I drove my black-and-white out to the crash site, and quickly realized that the rookie who called it in had seriously exaggerated the size of the mess. It took a while for ambulances, etc., and for the accident re-creation team to get there, but by a quarter to 8 I was happily headed home.When I got there everything looked fine and all my buds’ cars were parked out front so I had to park a couple of doors down. I came up to the door and pushed it open at the same time I was calling into the room, “Hey, Jen? How’s it goin’?” She was doing fine. She lay on the living room floor on the guest room mattress, naked and spread-eagled. One of the guys, Petar, who was a tall Croatian and had the biggest cock in the group, was pushing it into her hard while the other guys watched and egged them on. They were all naked, holding a drink in one hand and jacking themselves with the other, probably waiting their turns.Jen heard me come in right in the middle of screaming, “Oh, God, anadolu yakası escort fuck me!” When she saw me she changed that to, “No, Petar, you have to get off me!” Petar stopped and sat back with a WTF look on his face, then looked up at me, got embarrassed, and stood up. Jen was starting to cry, yelling, “Donnie, I… I never wanted to hurt you…I’m so sorry!” At least she didn’t give me that crap line about how it wasn’t what it looked like- there was no question about that, she was pulling a train. I didn’t say anything to her, and stood frozen at the door while a couple of the guys started helping her find her clothes. I noticed her blouse and panties were badly ripped. Then Petar and Allie took my arms gently and ushered me into our bedroom, where they sat me on the bed. “Why?” I asked.Allie sighed and said, “We’re all really sorry to do you this way, Donnie. But this wasn’t a first-time thing for Jen. Over the last couple of years she’s been fucking all of us. But she always told each of us that if you or any of the other guys found out she would cut us off completely and tell our wives. So we were each doing her without knowing the others were, too. “Then on Wednesday the four of us were having a beer at the Old Elm and the subject of women came up. Petar, being a dumbshit, began bragging about the hot woman he was fucking. Then the rest of us did, too, and then we noticed our descriptions of the women were all very similar. We looked at each other with our mouths open and one of us said, ‘Jesus, we’re all fucking Donnie’s wife, aren’t we?’ We talked about it a little more, getting mad at her for doing this behind all of our backs. “So we decided to look for an opportunity to make her do all of us together, just to pay her back for jerking us around, and then dump her. It had to be sometime you weren’t home, though, so with your fucked-up schedule we didn’t know when it could be. It was just luck that you were late tonight. I sure wish you’d been an hour later.”I tried to absorb all this, then asked, “Why are her clothes ripped up?”Petar said, “See the thing is, after we got her drunk I was supposed to talk her into fucking me in front of the others. At first she seemed willing, then when they started getting naked and she focused a little ataşehir escort she said she wanted to back out. So we all sort of grabbed her and ripped her clothes off.” He said that as if it were perfectly sensible behavior.I was still trying to sort out who was at fault here. “How did she take being stripped?”Petar smiled a little. “Oh, God, after that it took her all of 5 seconds to be totally into it. If she had not been, we would have stopped, honest. Once we got her naked, she looked at each of us and said, ‘You two go get the mattress off the guest room bed. You know where it is, I’ve fucked you all on it enough times. But tonight is my night. I’m going to pull a train, starting with Petar.'”I heard some sounds from the hall and realized the others were putting the mattress back in the guest bedroom. Then the two male voices, which I could barely hear, said something like, “We’re really sorry, Jen, we fucked up.” Jen replied, saying, “We all fucked up, guys- and let’s face it, I fucked up most of all.” One of them asked, “Are you going to tell our wives?” She replied, “No, I wouldn’t want to hurt them, they’re my friends. But I have no idea what Donnie will do.” They started to leave and she said, “Come here, you idiots, and give me a big kiss. I may not be seeing you again.”I looked at Petar and Allie and said, “Okay, you pricks, get out of here. You don’t have to worry about any domestic v******e happening here tonight, at least of the physical kind.”Allie looked very worried, and he said, “Don, are you going to tell our wives?”I tried to be as honest as I could. “If this were all happening right now, and your wives were in the other room watching TV or some shit- yeah, fucking right I’d tell them, partly to make sure you paid a price for fucking Jen, and partly to give your wives a shot of pain for not keeping their husbands on a shorter leash and letting them screw up my marriage. But I may feel different in a few days.” Then another thought hit me. “Were you guys her first…uhm…adultery? Was she doing this with other guys before she started up with you?”Petar held his hands out, palms toward me, and said, “Donnie, who knows what goes on in the head of a sexy married woman? She told each of us we were her first affair, so how would we know whether to believe ümraniye escort her about her past? But one time she started to tell me a story about a big party she had with some other guys a long time ago, but she shut up in the middle of telling it. So I don’t know.”That made sense to me, so I sort of waved them toward the door and they left, their cocks almost comically deflated. When they got out to the living room to get dressed, Jen came in wearing her bra, the blouse now useless and gone, and her pants, in which she must have been commando at this point. She very timidly crossed the room and sat about a foot and a half away from me on the bed. I didn’t look at her, and she reached out to touch my arm and said, “Donnie- I would give anything if this hadn’t happened to you, Donnie.””Happened to me?” I said, pulling my arm away. “It didn’t just happen, Jen, ‘happened’ is a car accident, like the one where I was trying to save lives while you were spread out in the living room fucking all my best friends. This didn’t just happen, Jen, it’s something you did, and you did it in a way that will probably cost me the only four friends I really care about in the world. I’ll never be able to get back to where I was with them until now. You’re a real piece of work, Jen.” Then the thought hit me that she didn’t know what Petar and Allie had told me while they were calming me down. So I asked her, “When I came in, you sounded pretty happy to have Petar fucking you. But your blouse and panties were torn off. Are you going to tell me they ****d you, or did you consent to doing all of them?”She looked tempted for a moment, but then she said, “I was willing, Donnie, but I only had time to do it with Petar before you got home.”Then I decided to drop the big fuck-you question.“Jen, was tonight the first time you’ve ever cheated on me?”She didn’t hesitate. “Oh, yes, Donnie! I mean, tonight was the only time I ever did anything more than flirt or dance closely with someone.”I sat there looking her in the face, and realized I could never again trust a word she said.“It’s too late for you, Jen. Your fuck-buddies have already told me about the last two years, and I’m sure you didn’t just happen to start cheating then.“You can take a little while to pack a bag, but then you’re out of here. The car is mine, I’ve just been driving the black-and-white to work so you would have something to drive during the day. So call a cab or an Uber.”“Wha…what are you saying? Where am I supposed to go?”I looked over my shoulder at her as I walked toward the shower, unbuttoning my shirt.“I guess you should have thought about that before now, huh, Jen? Say, two years ago?”

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Ama bunlar haliyle yetmiyor ve ben daha da ileriye gitmek istiyordum hazır evde kimse yokken.
Benim bacaklarımı okşuyor ve benim bacaklarımdan yukarıya doğru eliyle çıktı ve daha da yukarı gittiği zaman ben buna müsaade etmedim ve hemen kalkıp yerimden kendi yatak odama koştum resmen.
Benim peşimden geldi.
Ve eliyle de gelirken yarağını okşuyordu.
Ben hemen onun pantolonunun kemerini çözdüm ve yarağını dışarıya çıkarınca da onun önüne eğilip öpücükler atmaya taşaklarını ağzıma almaya başladım.
Benim ağzıma git ümraniye escort gel yapıp beni güzel bir sikmeye de başladı.
Ben elimi şortumdan içeriye sokmuş ve şortumun içinde ki amımı parmaklarken artık kendi parmağımı değil ağzımda ki yarağı istediğim için o da ağzımdan yarağını çıkarıp beni ayağa kaldırıp yatağımın üzerine koydu ve beni yalamaya başladı.
Yalamaktan da çok büyük bir zevk alıyorum ama benim aklım ve fikrim onun yarağında olduğu için yarak istiyorum ben deyip duruyordum.
Yarağını benim amımdan sokmasını tercih ettiğim için o da isteğimi kırmadı ve az önce ağzıma sokarak ağzımı sikmiş olduğu yarağını benim amımdan içeriye sokmak için benim bacaklarımı araladı ve amıma yarağını yasladı.
Ben amımı biraz ittirdim o da aynı şekilde ittirince yarağının kafası benim am deliğimden içeriye girdiği zaman işte o an zevk almaya başladım.
Yarağı kocamandı ve beni sikiyorken gidip gelmesi ve üzerime doğru eğilerek dudaklarımı yüzümü ve boynumu öperken de aşağıdan sikiyor oluşu aşırı bir şekilde beni mutlu etti.
Artık önce ders veriyor ardından da ben ona amımı veriyorum ve sikerek beni aşırı mutlu ediyor

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