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New Year’s Fuck ToyChristine is a successful lawyer. Asian with short hair and a nice body she’s proud of. She texts me on New Year’s Eve saying she changed her mind and wants to go out with her girl friends. She asks if I can be her designated driver. I agree of course. She replies with a smiley face saying I’m sweet. When I go to pick her up, she opens the door looking absolutely stunning. Classy with just the right amount of sex. She’s wearing a black cashmere sweater, a dark purple miniskirt with sparkles, and her black open-toed Jimmy Choo stilettos. I can tell she spent a lot of time on her hair and makeup. She’s also wearing expensive perfume. She’s looking very fuckable, and she knows it. I tell her she looks fantastic. She smiles and thanks me, playfully turning around and sticking out her perky ass. She turns her head and says jokingly, “I’m feeling frisky.” She shakes her ass a little, and I laugh. If she only knew what I’m gonna be doing to that ass later tonight. We get to the bar and party hard with her friends. We all dance. Christine definitely knows how to move her body. It’s hot watching her gyrate and sweat to the music. Guys definitely notice and flirt with her. She flirts back, sometimes heavy, but she always leaves them with blue balls. She can be such a massive tease. The champagne is flowing and she gets really drunk but not sloppy. At midnight we all cheer and she gives me a peck on the cheek. We leave shortly after. Back in my car, she says she’s thirsty. I give her a bottle eyüpsultan escort of water that I’ve laced with Rohypnol. She thanks me and takes big gulps. She says it really hits the spot. She starts to get drowsy as it takes effect and says she must have drank too much. I tell her to drink up all the water so she doesn’t get sick. She nods, and I watch her guzzle down every last drop. I smile knowing the bitch is mine. When we get back to her apartment, she is completely fucked up. It’s late so no one sees me practically dragging her up the stairs and inside. I dump her on the bed onto her back. I shake her, poke her, pinch her. Nothing. She is completely out.I slowly hike up her skirt, trying to guess what panties she’s wearing. It’s a black satin-and-lace g-string. Total “fuck me” panties. The fabric is wedged up her pussy, and it’s really wet. All that cock teasing earlier must have made her really horny. I grab her ankles and yank her legs apart spread eagle. I bury my face in her pussy and inhale deeply. The smell of her sweat and perfume makes me hard. I flip her over onto her stomach and move her to the edge of the bed so her legs dangle off. I yank up her skirt all the way to her stomach and spread her legs wide open so I get a nice view of that g-string riding up her perfect ass. I step back and admire her up and down from head to toe like a piece of meat. I decide her heels need an upgrade before she gets fucked. I go to the closet and sultanbeyli escort see her nude Louboutins. She has them boxed up and only wears them for special occasions. I decide that getting fucked in the ass is a special occasion and bring the box back to the bedroom. I take the velvet bag out of the box and remove the gorgeous heels. I take off her Choos, which are moist with sweat and lotion, and put them on the bed. I gently slip the Loubs onto her perfect feet and step back to look at her. Those red bottoms were the perfect touch. Now she’s ready. I slide her g-string down her legs, but don’t remove it completely. I let it dangle from her left ankle. I grab one of her Choos and put it up to my face, inhaling the aroma of lotion and sweat. I grab the other one and fuck it slowly. The moist leather feels good against my cock. When I’m good and hard, I take out some lube and apply it generously to my cock. I reach down and spread her asscheeks apart, exposing her tiny little asshole. I put the tip of my cock against it and insert gently. She doesn’t move as I penetrate the most private area of her body. It’s really tight, almost uncomfortable. I can tell she’s definitely never been fucked there before. Even with the lube I have to push really hard, and I grunt as I force my cock all the way inside her. She doesn’t move so I grab her hips and start to thrust, gently at first then slowly increasing speed. Her asshole starts to loosen and aksaray escort it feels amazing, even better than her perfect pussy. I grab one of her Choos and sniff it while I keep fucking her asshole. I grab her skirt with my other hand and hold the fabric like reins on a horse. I thrust harder and harder, ramming my cock deeper and deeper into her ass. She still doesn’t move. Soon I’m in a frenzy and don’t give a fuck, pounding her asshole with a slap-slap-slap sound.I’m close to exploding thinking about how hard I’m dominating this bitch. I want to fill her asshole with cum but think better of it. I pull out and spray the biggest, thickest load of my life all over her ass. I make sure to milk every last fucking drop out then go and wipe my dick clean all over her beautifully done up hair and face.She looks really hot right now. Lying on her stomach fucked to shit with her skirt hiked up, legs spread wide open, and her g-string down around her ankle. I fucked her ass so hard one of her Loubs fell off and the other one is dangling from her foot. Her ass cheeks are drenched with my cum, and it’s starting to dribble down the back of her legs onto her feet.I wanna leave the bitch the way she is, but I know I can’t. Not if I want to violate her again, and I definitely do. I use her g-string to wipe up some of my cum and spread it into her Choos. I do the same to her Loubs. There’s still a lot of cum left so I bring out her Valentinos–the red and nude heels plus the nude flats–and wipe some cum into them. When her ass, legs, and feet are “clean,” I put her cum soaked g-string back on, tugging on it from behind so it’s wedged deep up her pussy and ass crack. I pull her skirt back down and slide her Choos onto her feet. I turn her over. She’s still sleeping peacefully. I admire my perfect little fuck toy one last time then leave. Happy New Year, bitch.

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Another CD storyI have been a closet crossdresser for a lot of years now and like most cross dressers wish that I had someone to share it with. Many years ago I had told me ex wife that I was one and she seemed very supportive even buying me panties.However a few months later she filed for divorce and used my crossdressing as her reason. When I met my currant wife 15 years ago I was very tempted to tell her right off to avoid any problems down the road but I have to admit I chickened out. My wife and I work opposite shifts so I have a lot of time to do my dressing while she is at work. I work the graveyard shift and get home around 7am. I then get her up and we spend some time together and she is off to work, At that time I usually slide on my lacy pink nighty and crawl into bed. Jessie doesn’t get home until around 6:30 so I set my alarm for 5:30 to get myself up and hide my nighty. Both of us have Wednesday and Thursday off and last Wednesday I went thru our usual routine and got Jessie off to work and crawled into bed wearing my nighty. I woke up feeling refreshed and looked at the clock on the wall and it said it was a little after 1. Fantastic I had several hours to dress and play so I turned off my alarm and went to my hiding spot to get my cloths. I have several pair of panties and 3 bras and 2 nightys but only one regular outfit. I slid on the red lacy thong panty and matching bra and then the thigh hi nylons. I love the feeling of nylons. Next I went to my wives makeup table and did my makeup and finished buy putting on stick on nails. I stepped into my black dress that goes to just above my knees and put on my red wig and after sliding on my black heels I was done and I felt so nice. I paraded around the house for a few minutes wishing I could go outside but was too scared. So I headed to the bedroom and to my computer to chat with other cross dressers on line.I had only been on line about 20 minutes when I heard ” what in the hell is going on” I spun around and Jessie was standing in the doorway. I looked up at the cock and it hadn’t moved , the batteries were dead. The clock on the computer read gaziosmanpaşa escort 6:15. Mt heart was about to pound out of my chest I didn’t have any words to say I attempted to close the chat room I was in but my hands were shaking to bad. Tears were starting to form in my eyes. Jessie walked closer and more quietly again asked what I was doing. She pulled a chair next to mine and put her hand on my knee and softly said, “Calm down and tell me what is going on here.”Nervously I explained to her that I was a cross dresser and I had been for years. I explained about my ex and because of that I had been afraid to tell her. She looked me in the eyes and told me to relax she wasn’t going anywhere and that she wished I had told her sooner rather than finding out this way. She kissed me softly and suggested that I go fix us both a drink and she would change and meet me in the living room to discuss it more. Jessie walked out of the bedroom and had changed into a black dress that barely covered the tops of her nylons and had a plunging neckline that showed most of her 38D tits. She sat next to me on the couch and sipped her drink and started coaching me on the proper way for a lady to sit and how to walk in my heels. We worked together and made dinner and sat at the table with more conversation about my dressing. After we cleared up dinner she looked at me and said “ok we are going for a drive.” I was very nervous and at first objected but she insisted. I didn’t have a purse for my wallet and keys so she lent me one telling me that she could see that tomorrow we were going to have to go shopping to get me the things a girl had to have.We just drove around town for about an hour and soon I was relaxing. She then told me to drive to an adult book store that we check out regularly. I pulled into the parking area and she said for us to go inside. Again I was scared but she pointed out that I was going to have to get used to it because she wouldn’t allow me to be an at home bitch. We entered the store and was greeted by the clerk who didn’t give me a second zeytinburnu escort look. There were 4 other guys all looking at magazines. Jessie headed for the toy rack and told me to go find a cross dresser magazine I walked over to the magazine area and all the guys looked at me but only smiled. I found a CD magazine and met Jessie back at the counter. She told me to go ahead and go to the car and she would be there in a minute. When I stepped into the lot I noticed to of the guys from the store were standing there talking and they happened to be right next to my car. As I approached and deactivated my car alarm the chirping noise made the 2 look up and see me. As I approached the door one of the guys reached down and opened the car door for me. I thanked him as I slid in but what I didn’t realize was that he had been able to see up my skirt.He smiled at me and said, “I’ve always liked a lady with some extra equipment.”Jessie was at the car shortly and told me to head home. When we got home we made more drinks and sat together at the couch looking thru the cross dresser magazine together. After about an hour Jessie told me she was going to change her cloths .I told her Id change to and she told me that I should change into my nighty. I was in my nighty when she walked out o the bathroom wearing one of my big t shirts and popping out from under it was a big plastic cock. She put the dildo next to my lips and told me that since I always liked her to suck a cock that I had to learn how also. I started by licking the head of the cock and slowly started taking it deeper and deeper in my mouth. She kept encouraging what I was doing and I found myself moaning and making loud slurping sounds as I sucked. She told me to stop sucking her cock and to get on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. She pulled my nighty up over my ass and I felt her applying KY gel to my asshole sliding fingers in me. She then spread it all over the dildo. She spread my cheeks wide and I could feel the head of the dildo next to my asshole. I pushed back to take it but it wouldn’t sultangazi escort go in. Jessie was rocking back and forth and with each thrust the dildo felt like it would go in a bit more until I felt it break thru and slid in. Slowly she started pumping my as with it and she began to increase the pass. Soon she was fucking my ass hard and I was telling her how good it felt. The door bell rang and I was wondering who could be at the door at 2 am. With me in a nighty Jessie told me she would check. A few minutes later she walked back into the bedroom with the clerk from the book store. Jessie smiled at me and said” he thought you looked sexy and he likes a girl with a cock. She walked to him and started kissing him and he started feeling her thru the shirt. Her nipples were getting hard and when she dropped his pants I couldn’t help but star at his huge cock. It was at least 9 inches and very thick. I looked at her and told her that there was no way that cock would go in my ass. She just laughed and said tats not wear its going. She peeled off her shirt and put the strap on back on and had me get back on my knees. She added more KY to my ass and again slowly slid the dildo in me. The clerk came around so his cock was inches from my mouth and Jessie told me to suck it, I took the tip in my mouth and started sucking. He started working his cock deeper and deeper in my mouth and I started sucking harder and harder. I grabbed the shaft and started pumping him as I sucked. Soon I could taste his pre-cum and it made me go wild I was sucking and I wanted his cum down my throat. After a few minutes he announced that he was about to cum and I felt his hot sticky juice in the back of my throat. I didn’t stop sucking and took every drop. I continued to gently suck him until his cock went soft a slid out of my mouth. Jessie then stopped fucking my ass and we all sat around catching our breath and chatting. The clerk got dressed and Jessie walked him back to the door where they kissed as he played with her tits I met her at the couch and she was telling me how horny she was. I sat her on the couch and buried my face in her cunt. I licked it and nibbled on it until I made her cum hard. I then had her get on her knees and slid my cock into her wet pussy and fucked her like never before. We both cum and collapsed laying there snuggling. Jessie took my face and whispered, “See what you have been missing. If you had told me sooner you would have enjoyed a lot more of this.”END

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New Apartment Part 2

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New Apartment Part 2I was in the bedroom waiting for the cable guy to show up. Linda was in the living room reading her book. Linda was wearing a short skirt and a button blouse, no panties or bra. I didn’t have much to do, I’m not a reader like Linda is, I’m more an TV / Internet guy. I would peek out, see what Linda was doing. I was bored so I lied down and started to masturbate. I enjoyed watching Linda on top of Ted, riding him. I was enjoying myself to the point I almost came, till the door bell rang. It was the cable guy, about time I thought to myself. Linda answers the door and let him in. He introduce himself as Gary. Gary asked where we wanted the cable boxes, Linda told him in the living room and bedroom. He said ok, went got his tools he needs to start the job. I popped out and said hi to him. I went to the kitchen got a drink of water, I turned around, Linda was sitting on the couch with her legs up on the coffee table, legs open, reading her book, showing her pussy off. Gary kept glancing over time to time. I know Gary was getting a hard on, he kept looking over at Linda. Gary set up the box in the living room, asked where erzurum escort did we want our internet. Linda told him it would be in the bedroom also.Gary got up and went to the bedroom, Linda followed him in. Linda closed the door but not all the way. She knows I want to watch. Linda told him where to put the internet and pointed at the TV for the cable. Gary started with the internet, Linda sat down on the bed. I heard them talking, they talked about work. Gary changed the subject to sex, asking personal questions. Gary asked how often does she masturbate. She told him once or twice a day, sometimes more. Gary said wow to that. He asked her how often do we fuck. Linda said not enough, told him I work most of the time and fuck when I’m not too tired. Linda asked him, how often do you masturbate? Gary reply, once a day. Linda then asked him, did you masturbate today? Gary said, no, I usually do that at night before I go to bed. Linda lied down on the bed, raised her skirt up and spread her legs open. She asked Gary if he wanted to masturbate right now. Gary looked over and saw her sweet, wet pussy. He erzincan escort said, I don’t know, your husband is here and I have a job to do. Linda told him not to worry about me, and they don’t have to know. He said he couldn’t, so Linda started to rub her pussy. She moaned some, unbutton her blouse having her tits out. Gary said, what the hell, went over and took his pants and boxers down. He started to stroke his cock, his cock was average size. Linda told him to come closer to her, he did. Linda put her mouth on his dick and started to give him a blowjob. He pulled out, some precum dribble down her chin. Gary went over and started to eat her pussy. She made some loud moaning sounds. He made her cum, climbed up and kissed on her breast. He slid his cock right into very wet pussy and fucked her on our bed. He pounded her pussy hard, bed squeaking, Linda moaning, oh god a lot. Linda had a very loud orgasm, and Gary got excited from hearing it shot his load inside her. He pulled out and the cum ran out of her. Gary had a smile on his face, he put his boxers and pants back on and went back to work. Linda çeşme escort laid there with her legs open still, breathing heavy. Linda got up and button up her blouse and fixed her skirt and watched the Gary work. She told him he was good at his jobs. After 30 minutes of working on the internet and cable, Gary was done. Linda waved Gary over. He asked what you need. Linda got on all four, hiked up her skirt and told him she wanted his cock again. He pulled it out of his pants and shoved it back in her. Half way thru the fucking, I walked in, like it was nothing. Gary stopped, I told him to continue. I told him I’ve been watching them the whole time. Gary started to pound her pussy again. I told him fuck her harder and he did, Linda was very loud. He shot his load again in her pussy. Pulls out and his cum dripped out. I was super horny and about to burst so I took my shorts off and fucked her filled cum pussy. I started to fuck her pussy, I pulled out and stuck my cock up her ass. She let out a big yell, she grabbed the bed sheets tight. She was being very loud with every thrust. Gary went over to her head and put his cock in her mouth as I fucked her ass. I shot my load while he was still fucking her mouth. We finished up, I asked if we are ready and he said yes, everything is hooked up and should be running. Gary left, Linda was tired from all that fucking, so she took a nap. I got on the internet and looked up stuff, you know.

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The Lookout: Part 2

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The Lookout: Part 2I slip fingers out of your soaking pussy, you moan as I pinch your clit between thumb and forefinger, before lifting my soaked hand to my mouth, tasting you on my fingers.”God, you taste good”Bending to kiss you again, your mouth hot, lips slightly swollen, open for my tongue…kisses deeper and slower now…you tasting yourself on me.My hands at your breasts, roaming slowly over you, the initial urgency gone, pulling you closer to me… my cock hard between us, pressing against you through the material of my jeans.Without a word, you drop your hand to my belt, fumbling the buckle open, at the zip, easing it down, fingers at the button, and then inside my briefs, gripping my shaft, freeing me.It’s my turn to gasp now, as you work up and down the length of my shaft with the gentlest of caresses. The kiss building in urgency again as you slip my jeans down over my hips, cupping my balls as you do so, squeezing, making me moan.My hands are at your breasts working at your nipples, stretching, pinching gently, each fully erect.You wanking me in rhythm with our kisses as I step back to lean my weight against the railing, the metal cool against my naked ass. You break the kiss and smile up at osmaniye escort me, squeezing the head of my cock…And then you kneel, taking my length into your mouth in one swift movement, teeth raking the length of my shaft as you do… I let out another involuntary moan, my hands in your hair, as you suck me, stroking my cock, your tongue flicking.Pausing, looking up at me, that faux-innocent look… “you like?”My response is to tilt my hips, forcing my cock back against your lips. “Yes, god yes…”You smile, opening your mouth to engulf the swollen head of my cock, nipping gently with your teeth, tongue teasing me.The sensation of your mouth, hot and wet is almost unbearable, my hands in your hair, cradling your head as I fuck your mouth, the tip of my cock catching on your teeth as you suck me deeper.”I want you…”Pulling from your mouth, lifting you up from your knees, my hand back between your legs, fingers sliding easily inside you, your hot wetness opening at my touch.My mouth at yours again, devouring you, my hand spreading your lips, finger eased inside you.Then spinning you around, you grip the railing of the lookout, the valley view spread before you, niğde escort as I spread you wide, guiding the tip of my cock to your most intimate opening.A moment of friction, delicious, on the edge of pain, and then with a rush, I’m deep inside you… my shaft spreading and stretching you as I slide fully inside you.A pause, reaching around to cup your breasts, pulling you back onto me.Tilting my hips, sliding backwards, easing almost out of you, and then inside again, the sound of out sex delicious in it’s contrast to the background noises of the bush.Thrusting into you with steady strokes, your pussy clenching with every movement feeling the head of my cock stretching you open and then inside you fully once more.Your breathing is becoming ragged again, counterpoint to the rhythm of my thrusting cock, steady still, not rushing, enjoying the heat of you…My hands at your breasts, cupping, squeezing, your nipples hard, swollen from the attention…You, bent forward, gripping the railing, knuckles white, pushing hard back against me, meeting my thrusts, a guttural moan each time I fill you, almost sighing with each withdrawal.I can feel your second orgasm building, your edirne escort legs trembling, the muscles of your cunny gripping my shaft, spasming. I increase the pace of the fuck, sliding more rapidly in and out of you, the head of my cock slipping in and out of you with ease.Reaching under you now to touch your clit. Swollen, hard and slick under my finger tips, pinching now, rolling it between thumb and forefinger as I slide in and out of you faster, my thighs slapping against your ass, my balls tightening with every stroke.We are both so close now, totally immersed in the moment, oblivious to the mountain wilderness laid out before us. Our sex is all consuming, our fucking, enmeshed in each other, my hungry cock spreading and filling your willing pussy.My hands now holding your hips, pulling you back onto my hardness. My back arched, cock thrust inside you.The hotness of you, the friction of you on my swollen cock, involuntary spasms of your pussy. My balls now contracting harder…grinding into you… My whole consciousness focused on you, on us, on the sensation of sexuality…My orgasm hits suddenly, exploding deep inside you.Hot, hard, spasm, my cum inside you… as your own climax breaks, muscles clenching around my shaft, milking me. Your scream echoing across the valley as I thrust into you again and again, completion.Spent, for now, I lean forward,cheek next to yours, brushing lips against yours. catching our breath…”Somewhere more comfortable…?[love to hear what you think…]

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Birthday surprise

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Birthday surpriseThis past birthday, Dec. 29, my wife asked what I wanted for my birthday. Being a smart ass, I told her that since it has been years since we had done anything kinky, I wanted to have a threesome or at least sit back and watch her fucking my best friend, Terry. She got a bit upset and I told her that I was just messing with her, that I was trying to put some kick back in our marriage, but whatever you get me is fine. Nothing else was said, then a couple days later on my birthday, we get up that morning and she tells me that she has gotten a birthday present for me but it won’t be delivered until this evening. I was a bit confused all day wondering what she ordered for me. So the later it got the more suspicious I became. Then around 8:00, my buddy Terry stops by for a visit. That’s when I found out that she had thought about what I said and decided to give it a try. She said she had called Terry up and told him what she wanted to do and he agreed to help out. Since we had many threesomes years ago with Terry, and Bobbie feels comfortable çorum escort with him, we discussed it and decided that I would sit back and watch her have sex with Terry. Under the condition that there be no cameras, she feels very uncomfortable about her body lately. It was just like old times, except Terry was single back then, he now has a fiance, which made it a bit more taboo for Bobbie which I think turned her on a bit more.It was while Bobbie was in the bathroom when I gave Terry one of my viagra and told him to take his time that he had all night. When she came out of the bathroom she was nude. When she walked over to Terry, she said if this saggy old body don’t turn you off your more than welcome to have some. He told her that it was one hell of a lot better lookin’ than what he had to go home to. I used to love to watch Bobbie give blow jobs cuz she was so damn good at it, and you could tell she hadn’t forgotten a thing. Even though he had came in her mouth, which she usually hates, but this time swallowed denizli escort every drop, he was still hard and she couldn’t understand why. That’s when we told her about the viagra and that she was in for the long haul. She just smiled, layed on her back and looked at Terry and told him, show me what you got. He climbed on top and started plowing the shit out of her. Bobbie had always prided herself on not being able to cum when my friends fucked her. She said she got a lot of practice at it when she was a hooker many years ago. She was right, many of my friends have tried to make her cum but she never did. Imagine to my surprise that not long after Terry mounts her she started cumming, and she couldn’t stop, she just kept cumming and cumming. They fucked for about an hour, she came for almost half of it, in just about every position that you can imagine. Finally Terry had to stop, he was exhausted, and Bobbie was wore out. Bobbie had went to the bathroom to freshen up, when she came back out I asked her if I could düzce escort take a turn since it was my birthday. She laughed and said sure. After lubing her up some I climbed on top and tried to keep up with the pace Terry had set. Since I didn’t take any viagra, I didn’t last as long and after about half an hour I blew my wad, but for some reason it was like a double load and it was all over the place. As soon as I pulled out Terry buried his face in her pussy and started licking up the mess. After a short time, Bobbie starts cumming again, which is putting out more juices from her pussy and all you hear is her moaning and him slurping all over her pussy. While she is cumming he quickly shoves his cock in her as deep as he can and sets her off into a screaming orgasm, her first according to her, He couldn’t hold back anymore and started cumming. She started whimpering while licking the excess cum Terry had on his face. Terry got up and buried his face back into her pussy and got as much cum in his mouth as he could, climbed back up and started kissing Bobbie while spitting his cum in her mouth.After that we were all pretty much exhausted.Since it was well past midnight and Terry had to go home to his wife to be, we called it a night. When I asked Bobbie if she might want to do something like that again, she said she’d think about it.

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Fam!ly Reunion – Chapter 2Fam!ly Reunion – Chapter 2Saturday, September 13Terri and her two best friends, Cynthia and Darlene, were in Terri’s bedroom. Cynthia had mentioned the “stud” math professor, what a hunk he was and how she would like to take his class just to see him for fifty minutes, two or three times a week, and how he was definitely an older man she would like to take to bed.Cynthia claimed to have a lot of experience sexually. Terri said that she’d only had sex with three boys. Darlene didn’t say anything when Cynthia and Terri looked at her. They kept on staring, finally, she admitted to not having had sex with anyone. Terri and Cynthia hooted, but then hugged Darlene, telling her that being a virgin was okay.”I’m not a virgin,” Darlene admitted.”What?” both Terri and Cynthia said at the same time.”Dildo,” Darlene said. “I used a dildo to break my hymen. That counts, doesn’t it?”Damn!” Cynthia said. “I did the same thing.””Me too,” Terri said. “I didn’t want to go through the virgin defloration thing, you know? I wanted it done and over with so when I did become sexually active… uh, with guys, I wouldn’t have to go thought that whole, uh, I don’t know, mmm, mess. Right?” “Right,” both Cynthia and Darlene agreed.”So, Dar,” Terri asked, “you still masturbate with a dildo, right?”Darlene grinned. “Nearly every night. What about you guys?””Yeah, me too. I think I’m addicted,” Terri said.”Well, not so much for me,” Cynthia said, “but, yeah, when I don’t have a guy I’m fucking on a regular basis.Then a thought occurred to Cynthia, “Wait a minute, brainiac,” she said to Terri, “you’re taking that math for geniuses class, aren’t you?””Stop it, Cynthia. I’m just good at math. I’m not genius.””Yeah, well, whatever. But doesn’t Professor Reynolds, the hottie professor, teach that class? God, how do you concentrate?””Well, yeah, sometimes I find myself thinking about him.””Oh, I’ll bet,” Cynthia gushed. “And I’ll bet he’s noticed you, too.””Say, Terri,” Darlene proposed, “why don’t you see if you can seduce him. And then report back to us.””Wow! Yeah, Terri, that’s a great idea,” Cynthia said. “I’ll bet he’ll be more than happy to get your panties down.”Terri was a bit shocked at Darlene’s suggestion and Cynthia’s comment, but she played along. “Who said I’d be wearing panties when I go to see him?””Oh my God!” Cynthia and Darlene squealed at the same time.”So then you’re going to do it?” Cynthia asked.”No, silly, I’m not going to do it. That… That would be crazy.””Chicken,” Darlene cried out. “Chicken, chicken, chicken. Brawk! Brawk! Brawk!” she croaked out, trying to sound like a chicken.Darlene and Cynthia argued with Terri for half an hour trying to talk her into seducing Professor Hottie.”Come on, Terri,” Cynthia said, “admit it, you’d like Professor Hottie to fuck your brains out and come away stupid but happy.””I wouldn’t put it quite like that, Cyn, but he’s definitely on my short list of older men I’d like to fuck. So yes, I definitely fantasize about getting into bed with him.””I have a question, Ter,” Darlene said.”Fire away, Dar.””How long is your short list?””My short list… of desirable older men that I actually know or see? Just one. Professor Hottie.” Terri and Darlene laughed.Cynthia, who’d been thinking of Terri seducing her math professor, snapped out of her trance. “God, Dar, imagine it!” Cynthia exclaimed. “Terri fucking Professor Hottie. She could get an A in the class for sure.””I already am,” Terri said dryly. “I don’t need to fuck him for a better grade. I’d just do it, well, for the excitement of it. An older man and all and being my math professor.” And the fact that I find him unusually attractive, she told herself.”Well, what are you going to do about it?” Darlene asked.”Do about it? What do you think I can do? Just bluntly ask Professor çankaya escort Reynolds if he wants to jump into bed with me.””Sometimes the direct approach works,” Cynthia said. “And besides, girlfriend, if I know men, then Professor Hottie…””His name is Daniel Reynolds, by the way,” Terri interrupted.”Whatever,” Cynthia said. “you need to seduce Danny boy and…” Cynthia interrupted herself. “Say, is he married? All the profs are married. That could be a complication. Although, if he is married, God knows he would love a little college girl pussy.””God, Cynthia, you are so outrageous some times.”Cynthia smiled. “Thanks, Ter.””Well, when the time comes, Terri,” Darlene considered, “you’ll figure something out, I’m sure.””If,” Terri said.”Whatever,” Cynthia said. “But, Terri, you have to go for the prof in a big way. Be bold. Let him know what you want right up front.””What? Terri shook her head in amazement. “Walk into his office in a miniskirt, no nylons, no panties, no bra under my blouse and say, ‘Hi Professor Hottie, I was just wondering if you would, you know, like to fuck me, right here on your desk?’ Something like that, Cynthia?”Terri had been rolling her shoulders, pushing out her breasts, cupping her crotch, and batting her eyes while saying that. Cynthia and Darlene were shrieking with laughter by the time Terri was done. Their laughter was contagious and the description she had just given of how to seduce Professor Hottie had Terri rocking with laughter, too.Then Cynthia straightened up, sober faced. “I don’t know how you will approach him, you know, about having sex, but I like the idea of no bra, panties, and nylons. Go prepared girl. You might score right off.””Oh God, Cynthia,” Terri all but shouted. “I can’t do something as crazy as that. I mean, yeah, I’d like to. I would like to come on to him and have him take me as a lover. I think that would be exciting as hell. And, yeah, the thought of doing that is so exciting sometimes it gives me butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it.”But let’s get real. I mean, what if I did make some bold move. Tell Professor Reynolds straight out that I wanted an affair with him and then what if he refused me, straight out. Said, thanks but no thanks, or, I’m already taken. Or what if he turns out to be gay. Or what if he even got angry, was outraged? How would I be able to continue in his class? It would be humiliation to the nth degree.”Cynthia and Darlene gave Terri a blank look.”What?” Terri asked.”Nth degree?” Darlene offered.”What? Oh. That just means a very great amount.””Oh Jesus, Terri, don’t start into your math mode. Stay with emotions, lust, sex. We’ve got to help you figure out to seduce Professor Hottie,” Cynthia said.”Listen, girls,” Darlene got up off the bed where she and Cynthia had been reclining. She walked around Terri’s bedroom then came back to stand in front of Terri, who was lounging in a chair by the window.”Listen, Terri,” Darlene said, “just how do you feel about sex, in general, as well as personally? I mean, what is your philosophy about sex? Your basic beliefs?” Darlene was going to major in psychology.”Well,” began Terri, “you know how I’ve told you about how my mom put me on the pill when I was fifteen. She said she didn’t expect me to have sex, but sometimes things happened and it was better to be prepared than sorry. She also had me read The Joy of Sex, by Dr. Alex Comfort, and several other books about sex, sexual lifestyles, a woman’s body, like that. She drilled it into me that while sex could be great, fantastic even, it could also be a horrible experience. That it was up to both partners to approach the encounter with an open mind, to treat the other person with respect and a desire to please them.”She repeated and repeated that yenimahalle escort in her philosophy of sex there were thousands of subjective reasons why people thought sex was bad, dirty, nasty, naughty, disgusting, filthy, and just plain wrong, but that she believed that there were only three objectively bad things about sex: unwanted pregnancies, sexually transmissible diseases, and non-consensual sex. She told me that even if a man and woman were married, the man couldn’t just f0rce his wife to have sex. She would have to consent to have it otherwise it would be raype.”Then she told me that we are in the 21st century. The latex condom was invented over 100 years ago and it’s still the best protection we have against pregnancies and disease. Every time I went out, Mom made sure I had at least three condom packets in my purse.”Darlene broke in. “You were on the pill and used condoms too?””No. I mean yes.” Terri almost blurted out that in spite of all the information and protection, or maybe because of it, she’d never had vaginal sex, other than masturbation, of course. Of the three boys she’d told Cynthia and Darlene that she’d had sex with, she’d given two a hand job and one a blow job and he had kindly gone down on her in return.”You see,” Terri continued, “it was my mother. She would say it doesn’t hurt to be doubly protected from pregnancy and the pill won’t protect you from diseases.”And then,” Terri smiled, “you know how I found her stash of porn videos. We’ve watched them all.””Oh God, yes,” Cynthia giggled. “Did I ever tell you that I would go home and fantasize that I was one, or more, of the porn stars getting fucked by all those men, and I would masturbate, sometimes three or four times in a row. God! That was good, safe sex.”They all laughed. “Well, I used to do the same thing,” Terri admitted. “What about you, Darlene?””Yeah, me too,” Darlene said, blushing. “But remember those four videos we watched where it was only women doing women? Do you think your mother is…?””I think she might be bisexual,” said Terri. “In fact, now that I think about it, I’m sure she is. She gave me a talk about that too, and it just seemed to me that while she was talking to me she was remembering pleasant times.””God!” Cynthia cried. “What else did she talk to you about? I mean, my mom thought that I would get all the knowledge I needed from the high school’s Health and Hygiene classes.””Anal sex,” Terri said.”Oh no!” both Darlene and Cynthia shrieked and laughed.”What did she say about it,” Darlene gasped.”She said the man has to be very careful, that he has to go slow and let the woman tell him to proceed or stop, that you have to use a lot of good lubricant, that if the women wants to do it, is turned on by the idea of it and if the man is careful, that a woman can actually have an orgasm from anal sex. And, oh yes, definitely use condoms with anal sex unless you are 110% sure the man is disease free.”Both Cynthia and Darlene mulled that over for a while, wondering if they would ever try anal sex and what it would feel like.”But Ter,” Cynthia said suddenly. She had a mischievous smile. “Do you think bisexuality is inherited? I mean, if your mom is, will you turn out to be one? Do you like girls, too, Ter?” Cynthia was laughing now.Terri shook her head and smiled at Cynthia. “Well, to actually answer your question, I do like girls.”Both Cynthia and Darlene stared at Terri with open-mouth surprise.Terri grinned. “I like girls, otherwise you guys wouldn’t be here in my bedroom right now.””No, Ter, that’s not what I meant.””Duh! I know that Cynthia. Listen, Mom said that any woman could make love to another woman if she wanted to. But she also said that some women are, well, more wired that way, so to speak. And she wasn’t talking about lesbians. She made that clear. She said if you really liked someone and liked sex, ‘for the pure carnal pleasure of sex,’ as she put it, and if you liked giving pleasure as well as receiving it, then why couldn’t you give sexual pleasure to a girlfriend? As long as she wanted it too, of course.””Fine. Fine. I like sex for the pure carnal pleasure of it too. And, hell, I don’t know, I could maybe go down on both of you,” Cynthia said.Terri and Darlene looked at each other with raised eyebrows and smiled. “Really?””Yes, really,” Cynthia said without batting an eyelash. “But not now. Your mom will be home soon and besides I have to get going right away. So, for now I just want to know if you are or are not going to try and seduce Professor Hottie. That would be so cool. We can all experiment with our bi-sexual tendencies another time.”Terri and Darlene were laughing, but both of them were thinking about experimenting with their possible bi-sexual tendencies. They both knew that they would like to see if they liked going down on a woman and having a woman go down on them.”Cynthia, you always manage to amaze me,” Terri said. Darlene agreed.”That’s because I’m amazing. So, Terri, what’s it going to be?”Terri heaved a big sigh. She felt butterflies in her stomach. “Okay,” she finally said. “I’ll do it.””That’s my baby girl,” Cynthia exclaimed. Then she got off the bed and stood in front of Terri and took her hands to pull her up out of the chair. “And if Professor Hottie says no, then Darlene and I will audit his class and sit up front wearing mini-skirts and no panties and flash him to distraction.”The image that Cynthia created had them all laughing again. Then Cynthia gave Terri a wicked grin as she placed her hands on the sides of her face and pulled her close to give her a big wet kiss on the mouth.Terri was shocked at first, then she relaxed and began kissing Cynthia back. Then she was shocked to find that she really liked it. In fact, she could feel the heat starting up between her legs.”Wow!” Terri said when Cynthia pulled her lips away.”I’ve had some experience,” Cynthia said with a coy little smile. Then she turned back towards the bed. “Come on, Dar, I’ve got to be going. Since I’ve kissed Ter, I should kiss you, too.”Darlene got up off the bed, almost shyly, but Cynthia embraced her and gave her a deep, loving kiss also. Darlene realized that she was moaning by the time they broke off the kiss.”All right k!ds. I’m out of here.” Cynthia grabbed her book bag and purse. She paused at the door and gave her girl friends a quick, double eyebrow raise and grinned. “You liked it, both of you, didn’t you? Sometime soon we can do more.” Then she was gone.Terri and Darlene looked at each other. “Well she is right about one thing. I did like it. Didn’t you?” Terri asked.”Uh-huh,” Darlene nodded and stepped close to Terri. The two young women embraced and brought their lips close together, just barely brushing together. “Yeah, I liked it,” Darlene said then pressed her lips to Terri’s and both girls opened their mouths to each other and let their tongues explore and taste. Their kiss lasted a long time.Darlene sighed as she pulled her lips away from Terri’s. “Like you said earlier: Wow!””Uh-huh,” Terri said.”But,” Darlene sighed again, “I, too, have to get going.” She turned to get her things. “Let us know ASAP about what happens with Professor Hottie. And,” she continued before leaving, “even if it doesn’t turn out, you’ll have Cynthia and me to console you.””There is that,” Terri said. She gave Darlene a sweet little kiss. “See you later.””Right,” then Darlene was gone.Terri sighed. ‘Professor Reynolds,’ she thought, and swallowed dryly. ‘Can I really do it? What was the worst that could happen?’He would turn her down. She didn’t think he would report her or kick her out of his class. Although, if he did turn her down, it would be a bit awkward to continue in his class. Still, she knew she was a good-looking young woman and Professor Reynolds was a man and didn’t seem to be gay.‘Soooo, what the hell, she would give it a try.’

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WBDP-Valentine’s in Vegas 7″I had hopes and some ideas. I didn’t know if I could get you to go along with them. I didn’t know if I could get you to walk out of the room this morning. But you did. I’ve learned a lot; about me and about you and about this lifestyle. It’s been fun, I’d like to continue.””So would I,” Marcia replied.”Then off to bed with you, slave.””Yes, Master,” and she snuggled against me.”That is not how a slave sleeps with her master,” I reminded her.”Yes, Master.” She turned around until her mouth was level with my growing cock and her cunt was even with my face. I could smell the redolence of her sex, ripe with the scent of her most recent orgasms; rich and earthy with a salty tang. Some of her copious discharges tonight had dried on her mound, her upper thighs, and her outer lips. I pulled her hips to my face and buried my tongue in that piquant accumulation of her passion. She sighed in pleasure and parted her lips for my cock to enter the hot wetness of her mouth. I felt my prick swell under the attentions of her tongue and lips which swirled up and down the length of my stalk. My own lips and tongue found the bud distending from the folds of her cleft. Her throat opened to take my cock and I plunged to the back of her throat, her lips moving over the root. I thought that I would have a hard time reaching climax as I had cum five times already, but my slave would have none of it. Her throat muscles were working the glans, her tongue was circling the stalk and every inch of it was experiencing the pressure of her sucking.Her own sex had experienced uncounted pleasure today, but rather than reaching her limits, every previous orgasm had brought the next one that much closer. Before I could cum, I felt her tap my leg and her fingers flashed the signal for her release.I said, “Cum, slave,” as I exploded in her mouth. After my release, I felt her cleaning my cock, while I licked up her release. We fell asleep that way.*******I awoke before my little slave, and put a few things together for the days activities. She’d really been drained yesterday, so I let her sleep longer than usual. Around 8:30, I woke her up and we showered together, soaping and rinsing each other as we usually did. Today, my slave would be wearing the We/Vibe for at least the morning. I put a little bit of lube on it and positioned it in her pussy. I still hadn’t downloaded the app, but it also came with a remote that worked at any distance up to about 9 feet. I didn’t plan being much farther from my slave than that at any time. We left the room naked and went down to the dining room. I got French toast for both of us and fed Marcia as she knelt beside me. Most everyone else had eaten already so we had the dining room to ourselves except Master Don who waited with his slave for yesterdays contest winners to show up for their winnings. Apparently, he was still waiting for one person to pick theirs up.After we ate, I had my little slave relieve the swelling of my cock. She started by taking my semi-tumescent prick in her mouth and with her cocksucking talents, bring it to full hardness. When I was sufficiently hard, I turned on the We/Vibe, bent her over the table and eased into her sheath around the Vibe. Ted had been correct in saying that she would be able to accept my cock while wearing the device. I adjusted the settings until I found a vibration pattern that was pleasing to me, then began plundering her cunt with my cock. Stroke after stroke deep into her tight pussy. Her Kegel exercises were doing an excellent job of strengthening the muscles she used to massage my shaft. Apparently, she found the vibration pattern to her liking as well, when combined with my slow pumping of her cunt; her fluids freely flowed around my shaft.”Master, may I cum?” She asked, a panting moan following her request.”Soon, slave, not yet.”I gave another dozen rapid strokes before she said, “Please, Master, I can’t last much longer. May I cum?”I couldn’t wait any longer either and told her to release as I filled her cunt with my milky cream.”Aaaahhh,” she sighed. “That feels so good.” She was so right, it was exquisite. The vibrations of the We/Vibe combined with the wet, tight warmth of her pussy had been ball draining.With my pulsing thrusts ended, she knelt down again in position 1 and cleaned our combined discharges from my cock. Master Don had been an interested spectator to our show and congratulated me on my slave once again after we were finished.”Your slave has the most beautiful expression on her face when she spends,” he said. “Just watching her cum was enough to make me hard. Do you share your slave?””I’m sorry, I don’t,” I replied. “She’s too precious to me.””I’d probably feel the same if I were you. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a more enticing, intoxicating slave, and so full of heat.” Marcia blushed prettily. “Is she always so passionate?””She has an extraordinary sexual capacity,” I replied, “but I’ve never eyüpsultan escort seen it released to the extent that it has this trip. It has been a revelation to me as well.””Has she ever performed in front of others before?” Master Don asked.”No. This is the first time for both of us.””Ah! An exhibitionist. She’s found she likes fucking for others viewing pleasure.” I observed my slave lower her eyes, but she also spread her legs a tad wider and pulled her shoulders back a hair more, her breasts thrusting out farther, her nipples getting harder.”I believe that to be true,” I said, smiling. “Never has she been so multi-orgasmic.”Master Don approached my slave and lifted his eyebrows in unspoken query. I nodded yes to his unspoken request. He touched her cheek, ran his hand down her neck, over her shoulder, crushing her right breast in his large hand, pinching her stiffened nipple, and bent down to run his fingers through her cleft. Her cunt was wet with my cum and hers. He brought his fingers up for her to clean.”You should fuck her in public more often. It really brings out her slave heat.””Circumstances don’t often allow it,” I said.”A shame. Her beauty, passion and pleasure should be witnessed as often as possible.”Master Don returned to his seat and opened his leathers so that his slave could relieve his need. My slave and I returned to the exhibition hall as we had not had a chance to visit all the booths due to my slaves prolonged demonstrations. Before we checked any of the other exhibits, I went back to the furniture booth. I got Ben’s attention and he came to me immediately, hoping that my slave would demonstrate another piece of equipment. I started my slaves We/Vibe to keep her occupied while I conversed with Ben.”What can I do for you, Master Sam?””I forgot to inquire yesterday, being preoccupied with my slave’s performance, but do you ship your products?””Of course, most of the people fly here and can’t take it with them. Plus, we can only bring a limited supply with us and we usually sell more than we bring.””And I can’t leave a St. Andrews cross set up in my house. Can it be broken down and stored?””All of our furniture can be broken down in 30 minutes or less, and put up in the same way, and can be stored in the flat boxes they ship in. The cross can be taken down in 10. The two longer arms even break down in half. The box is four feet long and can easily be stored under your bed.””That’s great. And can I get padding on the cross pieces?””In five different leather colors.””Just one more question. Do you stock the ankle/foot boots that you used to suspend her upside down or do you know where I can obtain some like it. I loved the look of my slave hanging upside down.””Everyone loved your slave in that position. We sold 27 of those crosses after your contest. I’m sorry, but we don’t carry the boots, but there is a Mistress here who sells leather goods designed, built and fitted to your specification. She does sell suspension boots and they can be fitted exactly to your slave. She also sells a number of other items that you might find of interest for such a beautiful slave.”My slave interrupted our conversation with her plea to cum.”No, you may not, you needy slut.” It was my intention to keep her on the edge of an orgasm for most of the morning until the right time should arise. I did, however, turn off the vibe. No sense in being cruel. I couldn’t fail to notice the fresh fluids gracing her sex, however.”Can I see the color choices please?””Certainly, sir.”He showed me the different wood and leather choices and I selected an oak in a medium light stain with a burgundy leather padding and gave me a 50% discount due to our assistance in securing so many sales.”Can you point out the supplier offering the suspension boots?” I asked.He pointed to a small booth at the opposite end of the hall near one of the exit doors. “Right down there, sir.””Thanks for all your help, Ben. It’s been an education.”As we headed in the general direction of the booth he’d indicated, I turned on the vibe again. My slave gave a slight start, but recovered quickly and regained her composure. Before we reached that booth, I found a clothing exhibit and turned in. I had Marcia kneel in place, while I looked at their offerings. I had been looking around for no more than five minutes when I heard my slave moan and she tapped my leg.”Master, may I please cum?””No, slave. Hush!” I turned the vibe off again.I found a couple items of clothing for me, in leather as it seemed to be a popular option for masters, one I thought I might wear at the Valentines Dance tomorrow. I also found a leather loin cloth for my slave. Very brief, covering nothing, particularly if she was sitting or kneeling, but I’d always been impressed with photos or drawings of scantily clad women warriors perhaps carrying a spear or bow. Illustrations like those Frank Frazetta, Boris sultanbeyli escort Vallejo, Luis Royo and Julie Bell drew. I put it on her, because sometimes, scantily clad was even sexier than naked. I couldn’t help but notice that there was fresh dew gracing her cunt. I turned on the vibe again and she shivered then followed me. Her stride was less steady than when we started out the morning.We stopped at another booth as we moved to the end of the hall specializing in slave jewelry. As we entered the booth, my little slave fell to her knees, groveling at my feet, begging me to cum.”Please master, please let me cum. Your needy slave begs for your leave to cum!””Not yet, slave.” I did, however, turn the vibe off again. She remained on her knees, fearful that she might still climax if she stood up.This was an intriguing shop. Nipple piercings, clit and vaginal piercings, body jewelry, nose rings, ear decorations, all were displayed on lovely female slaves. They would hold a pose for 10 minutes, then shift into another pose, showing a different aspect of their jewelry. The proprietor was a young Mistress, no more than early thirties. Her business card indicated that she designed all the jewelry herself. I inquired if she could assist me in picking out some jewelry for my slave. The title of the business was Mistress Brianna’s Slave Baubles.”Your slave is Marcia, isn’t she?””Yes, she is.””She’s caused quite a stir at the convention. Everybody knows who she is. I wouldn’t mind owning her. Is she for sale?””Not for all the money in the world.” I smiled at Brianna.”I wouldn’t give her up either,” she said.”I’d really like your assistance, will you help?””Of course. Call her over.”I called my slave and she knelt at my feet.”Let me get a better look at her,” Brianna said.”Display, slave.”Marcia assumed her position. I turned on her vibe once again. My slave quivered, but held her position.Brianna asked, “May I?” reaching towards her breasts.”I asked for your help,” I said.”Yes.” She reached out and hefted each one in her hand. “Lovely, absolutely stunning.” She pinched each nipple, already hardening with the arousal my slave was receiving in her pussy. “These darling nipples absolutely call for a piercing; I’m thinking horizontal unless you insist on vertical, but I’m thinking horizontal piercings present more options. They become quite engorged don’t they?” She sc****d each one with two fingernails, drawing it out. My slave was beginning to moan with the attention her tits and pussy were receiving.”Zoe, Sandra, Adele, attend!” Brianna snapped, and three of her models circled their Mistress. “I’m thinking the bar for everyday wear, like Sandra’s, particularly if she must have some subtlety, perhaps church or meeting with friends who aren’t in the lifestyle, or perhaps work, if that’s an issue.”My slave was making increasingly louder noises and her legs were beginning to shake slightly.”Master, may I cum?” she asked.”No, you may not,” I ordered. Brianna continued to delicately touch and sc**** her diamond hard nubbins.”I don’t think I can wait, Master. Your needy slave pleads relief. Please, Master.”God, I was a bastard sometimes. “You’ll know what will happen if you disobey?””Yes, Master. I’m trying, but I can’t hold on. Oooooh, oooooh, oooooh,” she sighed, losing her battle with her arousal, a trickle of liquid running down her leg, struggling to maintain her position.Brianna said, “It appears your slave has cum.””It does, doesn’t it.” I left the vibe on.”In addition to the simple posts,” Brianna said, “I’d also recommend a hoop, like Adele has.” Adele cupped her breasts and displayed the small gold loops in her nipples. “The hoops have the added benefit of versatility. There is so much that you can do with them. You can attach a chain between them as additional adornment, or a nipple/clit chain such as the one that Sandra is wearing.” Sandra pulled back her labial lips to show another hoop in her clitoral hood with chains running up to her nipples. “Or a chain from her collar to the nipples. You can also hang weights or other adornments from the hoops. Like I said, hoops are quite versatile.”Brianna had her hands under each breast and was rubbing her thumbs over the tips of my slaves nipples. Marcia was moaning low in her throat at the continued assault of her erogenous zones. Her breasts were rising and falling with each panting breath.”Now Zoe here has something for special occasions that I would also recommend, particularly for breasts such as your slaves; and that would be a shield. Show the master, Zoe.” Zoe stepped forward and pushing her breast up and out displaying a gold shield looking like flames surrounding the nipple, held there by a bar through the nipple. They really were quite lovely pieces of jewelry. “We have a number of different styles including Celtic, Nordic, Aztec, Greek, Egyptian, tribal or Indian designs.”My slave aksaray escort interrupted once again, “Master, please let me cum.””You’ve already climaxed without my permission. Why do you ask now?””Because I don’t want my punishment to be more severe, Master. Please let me cum.””Very well, cum, slave.”She did, finding it even more difficult to maintain her position. Her legs were visibly shaking, her head was lifting, her elbows were dropping and moving forward. Huge shuddering gasps seized her and another trickle of fluid appeared on the other leg.Brianna knelt down, pushed the brief loin cloth aside, and studied Marcia’s cunt. “May I,” she asked again, indicating the We/Vibe. I turned it off and she removed it, dripping with Marcia’s spend. She pulled back Marcia’s folds exposing her clit more. “We could add a hoop here, in the hood, just like the one that Adele showed you. You’ve already seen some of what can be done with the hoop.””What does it feel like to the slave,” I asked. Brianna continued to touch and rub Marcia’s hypersensitive nub, causing her breath to quicken.”Tell him, Adele.””It’s very stimulating, Master.” Adele said. “The hoop is constantly rubbing against my clit. When I first received my hoop I was climaxing multiple times per day. It’s eased somewhat. I now only cum four to five times daily, although it does depend on what I’m doing, more if I’m making lots of movement, less if I’m sitting quietly.””That doesn’t sound very practical. You’ve seen how responsive my slave is. I’m afraid that if we did that, she wouldn’t be able to do much else. What other options are there?””Zoe, show the Master your cunt.””Yes, Mistress,” she replied. She stood in front of me and spread her legs wide. She had a small hoop piercing one of her inner lips. Dangling from the hoop were three leaf like gold disks approximately an inch in diameter, hanging one from the other, extending down about 4 inches. It appeared to be inscribed with some words so I pulled her closer until I could read it. It said ‘I am Brianna’s Property’.”I would suggest for your slave,” Brianna said, “making the piercing in the outer labia, rather than the inner. For a master, it would not get in the way when he uses his slave’s cunt. For a Mistress, it doesn’t matter.” Brianna slid her hand down from Marcia’s clit, through the moist slickness of her slit to her outer lips and pinching it in the location she thought the piercing should be. My slave’s sudden intake of breath and increased moisture was the only sign she gave of Brianna’s movement. “You can use the dangles to denote ownership as I’ve done with Zoe. And again, for those times when the dangles may be inappropriate, you can remove them; they just clip on the hoop. The hoop is more permanent however. Would you like me to replace this,” indicating the We/Vibe.”Please, thank you,” I said.Brianna fitted the vibe back in Marcia’s pussy so it fit snugly in place. Marcia gave another gasp. Brianna stood, sliding her fingers back up Marcia’s body, tweaking her nipples as she rose. I stood as well.”I do have some important questions before deciding to whether or not to go forward,” I said. “What about pain for starters?”Brianna pulled aside her own garment showing that she also had her nipples pierced. “I can speak from experience when I say that it hurts about as much as getting your ears pierced. They will then be tender for a couple of days. Movement will tend to increase the pain; wearing a bra helps alleviate that for the first couple days. After that, they shouldn’t hurt anymore than they do now. Zoe tells me the labia piercing is much the same. We provide an antibiotic ointment which should be used every three hours for the first three days, on all the piercings. It has a secondary benefit in that it has a numbing agent to reduce soreness.””What about risk of infection?””I’ve not heard of any of my customers suffering an infection when they followed my instructions,” Brianna replied. “A couple have reported having to go to the doctors later, but upon investigation, they weren’t using the ointment as instructed. The tube was almost full when we checked when it should have been nearly empty. The infections cleared up with antibiotics and proper care.””I would imagine that any punishment to the breasts and cunt are out of the question after the slave has been pierced until after several days have passed?””Unless you are a very cruel master,” Brianna replied.”Slave, you’ve heard our conversation?” I asked.”I have, Master.””It is my intent to follow Mistress Brianna’s recommendations regarding your adornment. I would like to get some bars, hoops and shields for your nipples, some nipple and body chains, and a piercing of your outer labia with dangles such as Zoe has. I believe that any or all of them would make my slave look even more spectacular than she already is. I want you to closely inspect all the slaves jewelry, ask these three slaves whatever questions you need to ask them, and look at some of the other samples available here. I have to speak to Brianna about a special request. When I am finished with that conversation, you will tell me if you accept the adornment, all or what part you can accept and what you cannot. You may also have some say as to the particular adornments we choose. Understood?”

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AFRICAN ADVENTUREI, or should I say we, own a small engineering business. Sally my wife and co-owner is the dogsbody, my secretary and over-sees the general running of the place while I’m out drumming up business.Sally is 36 and we’ve been married for 11 years, she’s very attractive and has kept her shapely figure despite having had two babies. She has always been willing to muck in and help the business and a few years back she proved it in no uncertain way.At first business was easy to get and we did a lot of work for foreign clients, particularly those from African countries. I would entertain reps and soon found out that to make certain of getting an order they required a woman’s services during their stay. So I contacted an escort agency in town who supplied girls to service my customers, for which I paid. It was well worth it, but as the recession hit, we couldn’t afford to keep the big foreign and British clients sweet with the girls and lost even more business.That was about three years ago, and it was then that Sally put her proposition to me on how to keep getting the orders in: she would be the reps’ plaything.As you can guess, I wasn’t too keen on the idea, but she kept on about it and in the end, I gave in and agreed it was the only solution. However I insisted that the reps wear condoms because apart from the obvious risk of disease, I didn’t want my wife to get pregnant by another man. I kitted her out in all new sexy gear; basques, suspenders, stockings, really high spiky heeled shoes and some horny outfits, short tight skirts etc.On her first date she looked a right horny sexy desirable tart and she watched me giving myself a hand shandy while waiting for her cab to arrive. While she was out I went through all the emotions, but I also found I was getting incredibly turned on at the thought of my wife being screwed by another man.Sally got home late the following morning, having spent the night at the rep’s hotel. When she got into work she was still highly excited and we locked ourselves into the office while she told me all about it. She was back in her working suit but when she sat down, her skirt rode up to reveal she was still wearing stockings. I knelt beside her as she told me how exciting and different it had been with David, the rep, how much better and how many orgasms she had had. She said he had fucked her three times before going to sleep and again when he woke up in the morning, she also said she had agreed to meet him again that night.In the end I had to ask the inevitable questions: was he bigger and better than me. She giggled and said yes on both counts, she also added he was more of a stayer and when he came he really filled the condom every time – unlike me.She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt up showing me she wasn’t wearing any panties. I knelt there looking at the curve of her bum and the sensuous sweep of her thighs to the tops of her stockings. I gazed at the length of her lovely legs and got my cock out to give her a good fucking but she stopped me saying she was too sore and it would be nice if I gave myself a wank. I knelt there tossing myself off imagining David’s big cock up her and I kissed her legs and knees.She said, “These are the stockings I wore while he screwed me, is it turning you on darling?’ Turning me on? I was going crazy with lust and my lips caressed her milky white thigh, just above her stocking top. She lay back and opened her legs showing me her flushed and swollen pussy. That’s when my come exploded from my cock and when she held my head and pulled my face into her osmaniye escort yawning pussy so I could lick her and bring her off Sally climaxed noisily really dragging my face into her gash letting me continue to lick until I erupted all over the floor again.That night, off she went again, without returning to work the following day. She told me that evening they had fucked on and off all night and most of the day and that she had really enjoyed it. It was clear to me that Sally was a natural whore.After that it came easily to her she gave good service to all our clients and relished the fact that they were, on the whole, bigger and better than me. I knew that things would never be the same between us again. I still loved her madly and she loved me in her own way but she made it quite clear that I could no longer satisfy her, which made me impotent in a strange way. I could always get a hard on knowing that she was being fucked and could wank off when I was licking her out after she’d been with a client but at other times, I struggled to get an erection. So I looked forward to her ‘dates’ but never once wanted to watch Sally in action.Business started to pick up again, mainly due to Sally’s sexual prowess, but although we had contracts from all over the world, we still hadn’t had a big African contract come in. My wife had had cocks from around the world, but she still hadn’t had a big black one. I was now making enough money to afford agency girls again, so Sally reverted back to her old duties in the office. That was until recently when I got a call from an Ethiopian company, wanting certain parts and equipment. They told me that a rep would be coming over in the next month.Now Sally and I both knew, from the girls we used years before, that blackmen, especially east Africans, had extremely large cocks and I could tell that Sally was more than interested at the prospect of some ‘overtime’.On the day of Mr Ndabi ond Mr Ackoko’s visit Sally took more care getting ready for work than usual. Her hair was shining, her make-up perfect, and she was dressed in sexy suspenders, seamed stockings, knee length skirt with a daring split to the thigh and silk blouse without a bra – I could clearly see her large nipples showing through the luscious silk. She was out to pull a big black cock without a doubt.Mr Ndabi and Mr Ackoko arrived at our office dead on time. Both were very handsome blackmen. Mr Ndabi was the youngest of the two in his mid to late twenties and was the superior of Mr Ackoko who insisted on my calllng Mr Ndabi ‘Sir’, as I was inferior to both of them. Sally was sitting typing but looking at Mr Ndabi with undisguised admiration.We went into my office, and I called Sally in to take notes. She positioned herself so that her split skirt revealed a good length of stocking clad thigh. I got an instant hard on at her blatant display and Ackoko’s eyes nearly popped out ot his head. Mr Ndabi just smiled lustfully.It was hard going for me, all I could concentrate on was Sally and Ndabi fucking her good and hard. I brought some drinks in and we discussed the deal. Mr Ndabi said that he would go away and think about it and it might help if he hod a woman with him. By then I had changed my mind about Sally doing the honours and offered to call up the agency, but he stopped me saying, “How about your secretary would she like to spend the evening with us?” I explained that she was married, but he insisted, “Does that matter? I like her. She has a lovely body.”I went out to Sally and put it to her, niğde escort adding that I didn’t think it was a very good idea, but she went into the office and thanked Ndabi for his kind offer and agreed to go out that evening providing I came with them.Mr Ackoko said that I should bring my wife along too, but I said she was away for the week. Sally giggled at my lie. We arranged to meet them at their hotel later that evening.Sally was like an excited c***d as she dressed for the evening. She got herself all tarted up for her first blackman. I made sure she had a good supply of condoms in her bag as I thought after Mr Ndabi had fucked her, Mr Ackoko would have a go too. She looked divine, wearing a little black party dress over skimpy undies and sexy suspenders and stockings. I noticed her G-string was so tiny it was tight up her crack. God, my hard on was painful.We met at their hotel and I drove to the restaurant that Ndabi had chosen. Sally sat in the back of the car with Mr Ndabi. I could hear her giggling and he asked her if her husband minded her being out on her own.Looking directly at me in the rearview mirror she said, “No it’s nothing to do with him, he’s a bit of an old wanker anyway, no good for a woman.”They all had a good laugh at that and I joined in. Then I heard Sally sigh and glanced round to see Mr Ndabi kIssing her, her legs wide open and his hand between her white thighs. We nearly had an accident as I swerved and Ackoko told me to concentrate on my driving. In the restaurant Sally was very excitable, especially when Ndabi gave me her G- string to look after. My wife was brilliant, her skin flushed and her eyes shining as he fingered her underneath the table. I could see she was really on heat.After the meal I offered to call them a cab to take them back to the hotel but Mr Ndabi said as my wife was away, why not go back to my place for drinks and whatever else. What could I do or say? I needed the contract and I realised that for the first time I could see my wife being well and truly fucked by not one man, but two.Once home I fixed them a drink before seeing the babysitter out and checking on the k**s. When I returned, Sally had put some music on and was dancing with Mr Ndabi, her dress was up at the back and his hands were on her bum, his fingers digging into the crack, holding her tightly against him. Their lips were joined in a sensual kiss, her arms around his neck, drawing him down. I couldn’t help it, I groaned as I came in my pants.Mr Ndabi sat Sally on the sofa as Ackoko pulled her dress up around her hips, she was unzipping Mr Ndabi and drawing his trousers down. I was gazing at my wife’s gaping pussy when I heard her whisper “Oh god! Oh god, just look at it!” I did and received the biggest shock of my life, I was looking at the largest cock ever, of that I’m sure, it was still hanging down flaccid and all of 10 inches long. It was a huge soft rubbery thing dangling between his legs like a horse’s.Sally was going potty looking at his slowly erecting cock. Sbe held it in her tiny hands and started gently wanking it. I couldn’t see how she was going to take such a monster without it splitting her in two.I was shaken out of my stupor by Mr Ackoko, he was rubbing a finger up and down Sally’s pussy, he pulled me down to my knees between Sally’s long legs and instructed me to lick her cunt to prepare it for Mr Ndabi. In a dream I obediently did as I was told, lapping my tongue the full length of Sally’s gash, with her bucking her cunt at my face. I could hear her moaning so edirne escort I looked up and saw her licking and sucking Ndabi’s cock, now almost fully erect, its fat pink head squeezing itself clear from the foreskin. It looked all of a foot long.I went back to eating pussy, thoroughly enjoying myself when suddenly I felt Ackoko pulling me away. He pushed me to the floor as Mr Ndabi moved between Sally’s splayed legs. I could see her holding his massive shaft guiding that huge shining pink knob between the soft dribbling folds of her pussy and as he raised her stockinged legs over his arms.I realised he wasn’t wearing a condom but I was too far gone to stop him. Sally must have known as well but she just held it and fed it into her yawning minge.God how she squealed as she took it and realised just how big he was. Her body twisted and turned as he worked it up inside her. I saw tears streaming down her cheeks. All I could do was stare as he squeezed his cock inside her tight tunnel. Sobs racked her body as he forced more and more in. He had about 10 inches in and she was begging him to stop but he had the bit between his teeth and there was no stopping him now.She clawed at him as he rammed in and out and suddenly he was all the way in, his balls nestling against her thighs. He just stood there moving his hips gently back and forth and slowly Sally’s sobs of pain turned to sobs of pleasure and she began to respond.She started to work herself against him, grinding her hips into him as he just stood there letting her do all the work. She was sighing, then she shuddered and squealed as she climaxed. He pulled her to the floor with her legs stretched over his shoulders and fucked her hard, as she screamed in both pain and ecstacy.Mr Ndabi shagged my wife for a good hour bringing her to climax after climax until she was too weak to move with him. He carried on regardless pausing briefly to regain his composure before setting about her again, then came the time he didn’t pause at all, he kept right on fucking her getting faster and faster. SaIly knew he was about to come and urged him and begged him for his spunk.When he came, she went crazy, screaming the house down. That’s when I come in my pants again. Mr Ackoko pushed me towards Mr Ndabi saying: “We must thank my chief for allowing us to watch him mate with a woman, then we must leave otherwise it will be on insult to him.”He went up to Mr Ndabi and said “Thank you sir for the honour you have bestowed upon me,” I followed, bowing as I repeated Ackoko’ s words. I asked Ackoko if he was going to fuck Sally as well but he explained that it would be impossible as he was not worthy of her now she had been wIth Mr Ndabi.I didn’t get much sleep that night my mind was full of what I had seen earlier. but my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of our bed creaking and soon I heard Sally’s moans and cries as Mr Ndabi took her again. I tossed myself off twice during the time it took him to fuck her, her cries grew louder and louder but I resisted the temptation to disturb them, I just wanted to hear my wife being fucked and put in the club by that big-cocked blackman.There’s so much more to tell you, like the next morning when Ackoko discovered that Sally was not my secretary and was in fact my wife and said I would be privileged to lick her out just after Ndabi had fucked her and I tasted his thick spicy come. How Sally went back to Ndabi’s hotel for four days and returned knackered, sore and pregnant and how a big fat contract landed signed and sealed on my desk the day she returned.I know that her c***d will be well taken care of by Mr Ndabi and have been told it is a great honour to have my wife chosen to mate with such a great and important man. In fact, I can’t wait until the baby is born so that Mr Ndabi comes over again and I can watch him and Sally renewing their friendship.

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Wife likes Black CockI guess I should say that my wife Nancy is a very attractive woman. I don’t usually like the way some guys describe their wives to make then sound so glamorous. But I will say that she has 38D tits and a nice round butt, standing about 5’6”, short brown hair and would not even think about going out in public without her hair and makeup in place. I guess it was my fault that my wife, Nancy of twenty years, decided to fuck a black cock. We had been discussing it for years during our love making fantasies. I had bought her black dildos and vibrators. She loved the way they stretched her pussy. She would love it when I would bring home interracial videos with white women sucking and fucking black cock. She would get so wet watching and screwing her dildo. She would tell me that she wishes it was her sucking that huge cock and how she wanted to feel it deep inside her. I wanted her to try Craig’s List or a dating site to find a strange cock for her to try. We shared some pics with men we contacted and they were more willing to aid us with our fantasy. We did meet a couple of guys that she seemed interested in going further. However, Nancy was afraid to pursue any of these because of stories she had heard and so we continued to just to fantasize about it. I must admit that I would get so hot hearing her take about what she would do to a black cock. There were many times that I couldn’t control myself.Now don’t think that Nancy is a saint, she has screwed around on me before. She had her first affair a few years after we were married. We were going through some rough times in our marriage. She found some strange cock with a guy she worked with at her office. His name is Norm and he had been trying to put the move on her for quite a while. Well she had an affair with him for about six months before she broke it off. She yozgat escort was on a bowling team which caused her to stay in town after work because we lived several miles away from her office. Needless to say that was very convenient way for her to meet Norm at their favorite motel. Oh, yes I discovered she was fucking around but I couldn’t stay angry with her. In fact I got turned on by the idea of another man enjoying her the say way I do. I think the reason way she stopped screwing Norm was because he took another job in another city. They did get together a couple of time after he moved but they stopped seeing each other after the k**s slowed things down. We still like to talk about her experience fucking Norm and the different ways they would do it differently for the way we would make love. I was a big turn on for me. She said he loved to bite on her nipples, she said she would have to tell him not so hard and don’t leave marks on her. She loved the biting and the way he would eat out her pussy. The last time they did it she came home and fucked me because she wanted me to feel what her well fucked pussy felt like. Warm and wet. She did get some strange a few years after the affair with Norm during a conference she attended in Peoria. She had been attending these conferences for several years and always had a good time. The conference lasted 3 days and she met a guy that she liked. Well when she came home she couldn’t wait to go bed after the k**s were down for the night. We got ready for bed and she put on her open cup bra outfit that I love. She lit a couple of candles for the mood and poured a couple of glasses of wine. I said, what hell happened that has made you so horny. She said drink your wine and lie down and I will tell you. The anticipation was killing me. Hell I was getting hard and zonguldak escort still had no idea what she had in mind. She started; remember me telling you about Walt. Yes, I said, the guy from Joliet? Yes that is him. What about him? I have been to several conferences with him and he never seemed too interested in me or so I thought. His wife usually traveled with him but this time she stayed home. Well we started talking over a few drinks and then we went to a nearby club and danced for a while. We were both getting very hot and wanted to relieve our passion that kept building. The problem was that because of budget cuts in our departments we had to share rooms with our co-workers. I couldn’t go to my room because my roommate would blab all over the office. Walt said we could go to his room because his buddy can sleep through a hurricane. I said are you sure? He said yes, this guy could sleep through anything. I said ok, but if he wakes up I’m leaving.Sure enough we went to Walt’s room and his buddy was sound asleep. Walt and I took each other’s cloths off. He started pinching, sucking and biting my tits. I grabbed his cock a started working it over. He has a nice cock and it tasted so good. He put is cock in me; oh it felt so good, pumping me nice and slow. He rolled me on my side as he fucked me. The next thing I know I have this dick rubbing all over my face and lips. In shock I said “Walt what is going on!” He said just relax and suck on it like you did mine. Guess my buddy heard us, as he laughed.I said oh my god his cock is a lot bigger than yours, I can’t hardly get it in my mouth. Walt said let me show you the surprise I have for you. At that Walt turned on the light and I saw that Walt’s buddy was this big black man. His cock was a black as coal a big as a horse. Both men started tuzla escort laughing and Walt’s friend, Sam, said, “Did you see the look on her face when you turned the light on. Walt said, “She was very surprise but I don’t think that she is disappointed with what she had in her hand.Walt asked me if I was ok fucking a black cock. I told him I’ve been dreaming about this for years. Just holding and kissing on Sam’s tool was making me so hot. The stories that we talked about and my dildo were running through my mind. All I could do was nod my head yes. Sam rolled me back on my back and spread my legs. He started working my pussy with his giant fingers, first one, then two and then three. He worked them in and out and spreading my pussy walls. My God, Nancy continued with her tale of ecstasy, I hoped I could keep from blowing my load.She then continued saying, I looked down at my pussy and Sam was starting to rub my pussy lips with his massive cock. He started to put it in rubbing the big cock head all over my wet pussy. The next thing I knew he was over half way in and I began cuming like I had never cum before. Sam kept forcing his meat into my pussy and then pull it out. God it is so big!!!! It wasn’t long before he was buried deep in my pussy. Walt played with my tits and the made me suck his dick. Sam dumped his load and then Walt climbed back on. This went on for a couple of hours. I have never, ever been fucked like that before. I did discover I could become a black cock whore.As luck would have it, Walt decided to go home the next day and that meant I would get to spend the whole night with Sam. What a night it was, we fucked and sucked most of the night. My pussy was stretched like I had only dreamed.Nancy then climbed on me and I as hard as my dick was I could hardly feel here wet pussy. She said she didn’t wash her pussy so I could feel how sloppy it was. Looking up at her, squeezing and sucking on her beautiful tits and watching the wonderful look on her made me cum the minute my dick sunk deep in her gorgeous pussy. I don’t think sex for Nancy or me will ever be the same again. There is more to follow. Hope you enjoyed.

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Bookstore Surprise!One of my favorite adult bookstores was just outside of the town I grew up near. There were two of them, one on each end of town. This was the one that was most active [usually] and, I considered it the best. There was a low end motel across the road…no big surprise there and, another about two miles away. It – this bookstore – was the cleaner of the two choices and, if you’re gonna spend part of the night on your knees, a cleaner floor is a good thing… Bookstore surprise.This one seemed to have a better range of clientele; teachers and other professional people went there. I’d sucked-off a few of my old teachers there and taken their cocks in my cunt – just on the other side of a glory hole. I’d also spent motel time, with a few, over the years I lived there. This was the one that this little sissy slut wore the better outfits to visit. I liked most Friday and Saturday nights there.It was the one where I met Jack the first time…when he tried to fuck me through the wall.I never imagined I’d find John Cross there. He was a close friend of my fathers’, had been for a long time and, I knew him while growing up along with his entire family. I recognized him right away. Time and bookstores change a lot of things! He was your basic all around good guy. Good family man, good father, handsome and rugged but now, with salt and pepper gray hair. He still looked to be in good shape at about six-two. His wife had been very nice and we’d hung out with his k**s…now he was doing the bookstore? When I went to enter the store, he was leaving. He was nice enough to give me a little smile then. stand aside allowing me to enter. I gave him a quick little smile and thanked him. He gave me the twice-over and I felt the waistband of my panties tug a little…he had good strong eyes. As I flounced my way to the counter, he turned and followed. I killed a little time in the front, ‘advertising’, then strolled to the back with an appropriate amount of wiggle. He was one of the two who followed. I wondered about him – obviously interested enough to follow me back to a booth? I was a real little bitch, slowly checking out the movies in the various booths, dragging it out then, ended up in my favorite one. One of the two narrow ones – made taking it in both ends, at the same time – pretty easy. I’d spent more than two hours on ‘Bobbie’, like many nights when I was going out for fun. My hair wasn’t perfect but following a few hours there, that wouldn’t matter. I wore a newer lacy-topped white blouse with a very lacy demi-bra under it. It had some old cum-stains on it but no one was gonna look that close. Under my short navy skirt I had on a good garter çorum escort belt, a pair of almost-not-there white bikini panties, decent stockings and navy four inch heels. At twenty-seven, five feet six inches and, about one hundred and thirty pounds…even I admitted that, I looked good enough to fuck.I went into my chosen booth, locked the door, dropped some tokens in the machine and selected a movie. They took a booth on each side of mine. I sat down, tucked my little bag away on the small seat then, started to tease just a little. At first wiggling a little then, taking time to adjust my stockings, while running my hands up to smooth them out. I then stood, hiked the short skirt up a little and adjusted my panties…just for show then, sat back down. They had both been watching what I was doing. In no time there was a cock poking through a glory hole…on Mr. Cross’s side. The other guy was a stranger, thinking about Mr. Cross, as I got in position, gave me the shakes; it was that I knew him. The nice hard looked good. There was about seven inches on my side, which meant, there was at least an inch left on his side. The head was a nice size and he was a little thick – a good mouthful for any cocksucker. Slipping off the bench, I got on my knees, encircled the shaft with a few fingers and opened wide. It took a minute to work up some saliva so; I did some licking and kissing all around the head and shaft. That started some heavy moaning and gasping from his side. Once I had some saliva, I did open good and wide to dive on him. As I did that he moaned even more, pushing his rock hard cock toward me. I got most of it in my mouth, jamming it against the back of it, then backed off and started some nice long sucking strokes. I took my time and made love to his cock, while checking behind me once in a while. The other guy watched then, when I looked another time, his cock was poked through the hole. Since I’d pre-lubed myself it was simple to reach back, hike my skirt up, slip my panties down, get my ass in the right position and back up just a little. As I mashed my backside against the wall, he slipped right in…full in both ends felt great. The other guy pressed himself against the wall hard then started fucking away.I’d been in the place about fifteen minutes and was being well filled. It had the makings of a pretty good night.The guy doing my cunt must have been pretty excited, he didn’t last long. It was still a good short fuck with a load of cum left in me. Once he pulled out, I concentrated on Mr. Cross. On my knees, like any good cock sucking slut, I put my best effort into giving him a nice sloppy blowjob. denizli escort After a while, the groaning and gasping noises – from the other booth – became a lot louder! Backing away, until only that beautiful head was in my mouth; I mostly sucked it and stroked the shaft. My effort paid off fast as he groaned like hell, his cock twitched and, I took his first good big shot of cum. Then, backing away just a little more, I positioned the head right at the top of my blouse, at the center of my bra, and stroked more. That’s where the rest of the load went – then I milked him down, making a real mess on me. Now, if I walked out into the front area, I could advertise. That wouldn’t be for a while though – there was a new cock poking through the glory hole behind me and, when Mr. Cross left, his vacant hole was filled with a new cock within a few minutes. I was going to be busy for a while. That’s what I was there for! Once my mouth was full again, I backed up and positioned myself for the guy behind me. As soon as my ass was pushed against the wall he filled me and started fucking away…no lube needed at all. He was a little bigger than the first guy and filled me very well. So well that I was squealing and moaning a little – around the cock I was sucking – as he fucked away! I just kept my ass in position and worked on the cock I was sucking until both of them blew another load in me. Like the first blow job, I swallowed a little then, used the rest of it to ‘decorate’ my blouse.There was one more guy that used my cunt then, I took a break. I needed more tokens anyway.I knew that I was a wreck by then; gaping a little and leaking, my makeup smeared and my blouse damp from cum. I didn’t even check myself in the mirror, straightening what I could then, brushing off my knees, I strutted out to the front of the store, gave some customers a look at me then, went out for a smoke. As I stood in the dim light, flexing my knees and smoking, a car door opened in the parking lot and, I was approached. It was Mr. Cross. We talked for a few minutes until he offered, “If you’re interested…we could get a room.” Pointing at the motel across the road. Being a slut, I’m always interested. Knowing him and, knowing who he was, his friendship with my father, had me suddenly nervous again. I told him that I was interested.The next three or four hours were very nice. I got to suck a medium thickness eight inch cock for a while as we played then, took him in the missionary position before we changed things around. In spite of being very nervous, I was horny, already well lubed and, at least my cunt was, relaxed. He mounted me, made düzce escort an easy penetration then, started a nice deep slow fucking. Later, once I was on my tummy, he found my ‘G’ spot and massaged the hell out of it until I had a very nice orgasm. He knew what he was doing and ‘wanted’ to try and give me pleasure…it worked. Mine was a nice gentle one that lasted for quite a while. He allowed me to finish then, went at me good and hard, until he dumped a nice load of cum in me. He was hitting bottom off and on so, I became very loud as he finished plowing my cunt. And, I do mean plowing! His grand finale only lasted a few minutes but it was furious as hell! Flat on my tummy, with a double handful of sheet, he still almost fucked me off the bed! Damn, that man could fuck!It probably helped that, while he was plowing me, I became very loud and vocal. As I lay under him all I could think of was all of the wasted years – all of the years, this could have been happening, when I was younger. At least I turned him on now.We talked for a while, in the dim light of the room, he still had his shirt on. My blouse was mostly unbuttoned and my skirt was up around my waist. My panties were somewhere on the floor, along with my heels. He obviously liked what he saw – at least enough to give me a good fucking – we got our breath back and he started to play a little. I took the opportunity to play with his cock some; eventually getting around to sucking him as he played with me and, finger fucked me for a while. I sucked and kissed it – Mr. Cross started to get another erection. The guy had a great turn-around time!As things became very hot I let the cat out of the bag, “God…I wish I’d known you were like this when I was growing up…you could have had me anytime you were in the mood…Mr. Cross.”He stopped, two fingers well buried in my cunt and asked, “How the hell do you know who I am?” My answer shocked him. It was also interesting. He knew about me, knew that I was a little slut and, knew that it angered my father to no end. The revelation was that, “Damn, you were a cutie as a k**…a teenage boy…yes, I knew and thought about you…a hell of a lot! I did have thoughts about getting you alone and trying to seduce you…give you a good fucking. Only knowing your father so well stopped me.”Giving his hard cock a good squeeze I said, “Well honey, you’ve got me now and, I’m all yours.”I was indeed. A few minutes later, I was on my back again, legs pulled up and wrapped around him and, he was trying to fuck me silly. He did a damned good job of it! During that one, he tried a tentative little kiss; I don’t think he was prepared for my reaction which was to, open my mouth wide, put my tongue into action and, try to devour him. He was a damned good kisser too! For a few reasons, he couldn’t be seen in public with me; that was okay. We ‘sex-dated’ off and on. The man knew what he wanted, I gave it to him and, he knew how to wreck a bed in a motel room!

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