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This is the second and final part of a true experience that happened recently. I’m still coming to grips with the wrongness of it, but I find it extremely arousing to think about, especially given the lack of sexual intimacy with my wife as noted in Chapter 1.

* * * * *

Strangely enough, not a word was said the next morning about what had happened between us; I think we were both shocked by the experience, and an interval of time was probably necessary before we confronted it. The day went wonderfully…a post-wedding brunch, visits to relatives, shopping, and a big family farewell dinner that, of course, provided an opportunity for more imbibing. As happened the previous two nights, Jessica and I got ready for bed separately, and once we were in bed, engaged in some small talk about the fun day we’d just experienced. I was content to let the previous night’s situation pass into history, but it seems Jessica wasn’t.

“I hope you’re not upset about what happened last night.”

“No, not at all,” I replied. “Thanks for being so cool about it – it was just kind of embarrassing for me.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed about it. It’s nothing to feel bad about, and I couldn’t stand to see you suffering.”

“Thanks…it’s tough dealing with Amy sometimes. She’s a great wife and everything, but she just isn’t very sexual. I’d love to have that closeness with her.”

“Yeah, last night you seemed to respond pretty well when you were thinking about her,” Jessica said with a laugh in her voice.

My embarrassment returned briefly…this was an intimate topic that I’d never imagined discussing with anyone, least of all my sister. Jessica was not going to let this drop, and the conversation was headed in an unexpected direction again. But this time I felt myself getting over the embarrassment sooner, and my arousal returned…I was unmistakably becoming erect.

“Um, yeah,” I stammered.

“Do you always think about her when you’re doing it?”

I couldn’t even imagine telling Jessica that I had thought about her the previous evening. “Yeah, it’s pretty much what I think about.”

“I think it’s sweet the way you think about her when you’re doing it. God, I wish a guy would think about me when he was doing it!” Once again…if she only knew. “It’s been so hard for me to develop any kind of lasting relationship with a guy. I’m so focused on work, and that’s where I put a lot my energy. Plus there aren’t exactly a lot of guys lined up to sweep me away.”

“Oh, come on,” I replied. “You’re bright, you’re successful, you’re cute…any guy would be lucky to have you.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t think really highly of myself sometimes. I’m fat, I’ve got too much hair, and gravity is catching up with me.”

“Jess, you’re too tough on yourself. You’re not fat at all, and you’re one of the most beautiful people in the world, inside and out.”

“I see how guys look at other women…they never look at me that way. You think your sex life is bad…mine’s even more dismal.”

“Two pretty poor specimens of humanity here, huh?,” I offered, in an attempt to brighten up the conversation. Our intimacy of conversation over the past twenty-four hours was causing my mind to continually cycle back to sexual images, and apparently the previous evening’s episode had caused Jessica to focus on similar matters.

“Steve, do you need to do it again?” Jessica asked softly. “You can think about Amy again if you want.”

“Ummmm…”

“I thought so,” she said with a giggle. “Tell me about Amy’s body if that’s a turn on for you.”

Giving myself the mental go-ahead seemed easier this time, and I instinctively reached down and started to caress myself. Having the room pitch-black helped. “Well…I love the way her breasts stick out…and I really love her butt.”

“I know what you mean. We changed in the same dressing room once, and she’s in great shape…especially after two kids. I couldn’t believe how great her boobs still looked…God, I think mine are halfway down my stomach by now. I bet she even looked good pregnant.”

Jessica was right…Amy did look good pregnant, and I had masturbated many times thinking about her enlarged breasts and darkened, engorged nipples. It had been a big thrill for me to masturbate into her bigger-size pregnancy bras and panties. But she never let me lay a hand on her sexually throughout either of her pregnancies.

“Yeah.,” I said haltingly as I began to touch myself more vigorously. I was still careful to not make any overt noises as I masturbated, even though Jessica knew that I was aroused. Strangely, I found myself thinking about what Jessica would look like in her underwear…and wishing I had her bra and panties to explore. I pictured her bra as having a fair amount of support so that her tubular breasts could appear more rounded. And I assumed that her panties were somewhere between sexy and matronly…probably some sort of brief cut. My arousal increased as I imagined her silivri escort standing before me…her breasts filling her bra cups…her wide hips filling out her panties…her pubic hair spilling out the top and sides, forming a large bulge in the front panel.

“Are you doing it now, Steve?”

“Ummm…yeah, I couldn’t help myself with the way we’ve been talking.”

“Steve…it’s OK…you know what?”

“What, Jess?”

“I’m doing it too.”

I inaudibly gasped and tensed. This strange sibling situation was now even stranger with Jessica masturbating also. For the first time, I regretted the darkness of the room. I created a mental image of what she must look like pleasuring herself, with her vision from the shower still fresh in my mind. I quickly tried to think of something reassuring to say…something that would let her know that I treasured her candor. But, as usual, I foundered.

“Really? Wow.” I wasn’t adding a very articulate element to our conversation.

“Hey…I get horny too. You’re not the only one who’s getting turned on.”

Hearing Jessica use a relatively raw sexual term had the same effect on me as it did the previous night. “This is so weird, Jess.”

“No it’s not. We have the same needs as everyone else. You can think about Amy, and I can think about one of the guys I work with…that usually gets me going.”

“I guess so, but don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with because of me.” Jessica was clearly leading this situation, but for some reason I felt compelled to continually apologize for any discomfort, imagined or not.

“Believe me, I need to do this too. The pitch of her voice had changed slightly, and I could detect that her arousal was increasing as she masturbated. “This feels so good.”

“Me too,” I added feebly as I lovingly stroked my erection. Instead of thinking about Amy, I focused solely on Jessica’s body. I once again reveled in her sexiness…the way her breasts hung at the sides of her ribcage, her cute rounded tummy, her pubic bush, and her luscious rear end.

After a few silent moments, I heard her making motions in her bed, as if she were changing positions. “Jess, you OK?”

“Yeah…this may sound weird, but it’s better when I lie on my stomach when I’m doing it.” Her movement stopped, and I heard her sigh and then softly moan for a brief second. I suspected she had resumed masturbating, and as I touched myself I pictured what she must look like…her hand moving over her pubic area, her other hand perhaps caressing her sexy breast, and her curvy butt rising upward from her body. “You still thinking about Amy?”

As close as my sister and I were becoming, I still couldn’t let on that I was really thinking about her. “Yeah…I want her so much.”

“Just imagine you’re in bed at home with Amy, making love. And she’s in the same position I’m in. I bet she loves that…I know I do.” Well, no, she definitely doesn’t love that, but it didn’t stop me from switching my masturbation imagery from Jessica to Amy, thanks to Jessica’s suggestive talk. I fantasized about seeing my beloved Amy lying next to me on her stomach and then asking me to make love with her in that position. I move on top of her, and, feeling my body against her petite rounded butt, I begin intercourse. In the fantasy I actually last longer than a minute before I ejaculate my semen into her vagina.

“It’s so nice to think about that, Jess.”

I could now easily hear Jessica’s labored breathing, and I became intensely aroused when I heard her slight moans become more frequent. “Michael…Michael…,” I heard her whisper almost imperceptibly. I surmised Michael is her co-worker, and in any case, I didn’t want to interrupt her reverie to question her choice of fantasy lover. Jessica’s obvious arousal was putting me over the top; abandoning any sense of propriety, I pushed the covers down and aggressively increased the speed and strength of my stroking. I was aware of the headboard slightly hitting the wall and the bed shaking in rhythm to my pumping.

A few feet away, Jessica continued her loving self-pleasure, and for the first time I could hear friction against her sheets and a slight rhythmic moving of her bed.

I thought about how lucky Jessica’s past lovers were…they had the opportunity to make love to her and experience her body intimately. I pictured her and one of her suitors lying naked on her bed in her apartment, kissing and starting foreplay. His hands roam her fleshy body, concentrating on her breasts and rear…and her hand grasps his large penis and lovingly caresses him. I imagine him making love to her from behind, helping her onto her hands and knees as he positions his penis behind her. Her breasts hang down sensually, even narrower than when I had seen her in the shower…and her tiny nipples are finally visible. Her round belly hangs down too, but rather than appearing unattractive, it adds to her curvaceous sexuality. My fantasy image bakırköy escort is made complete as I visualize him placing his penis in Jessica’s vagina, sliding it through the thick mat of hair that protects her opening. His hands caress her big butt as he thrusts into her, filling her with his semen.

This image, combined with knowing my sister was masturbating intensely in her bed next to mine, pushed me over the edge. I thought about her butt rising and lowering to meet her hand…and how erotic she must look from behind with the thick crevice of pubic hair separating her rounded cheeks. I pictured her breasts pressed against her mattress and my arousal heightened as I imagined her fingers bringing her to her own orgasm. My left hand gently touched my scrotum, and I moaned audibly as I thrust my penis powerfully into my hand and felt my climax build. A fraction of a second later my semen squirted all over my belly and my hand as I groaned uncontrollably.

I lay back in somewhat of a daze, feeling that familiar post-orgasm letdown begin to wash over me. Within less than a minute, I heard Jessica reach her own climax. There were no loud screams, no verbal fireworks like you see in adult movies…just the sound of her moaning rise slightly in volume and become constant until she too lay motionless.

We lay silently for several minutes until Jessica broke the ice. “Well, we both needed that I guess,” she said somewhat sheepishly.

“You got that right.” Always the conversationalist.

After a few more moments of slightly awkward silence, we started to talk for a while about other topics related to the wedding; in retrospect I sense that this was our way of proving to ourselves that we were still just a “normal” brother and sister, in spite of what had just transpired.

“Is it OK if I turn on the light and read for a little while?,” Jessica asked.

“Sure, fine with me…I’m not really ready to sleep yet anyway.”

I found myself unable to concentrate on reading or any other activity, and it must have become apparent to Jessica that I was either troubled or consumed with what had just taken place.

“Steve…are you OK with everything…I mean…you know, what happened? I mean, we’re still who we were before…and I just want you to be OK with it too.”

“Jess, you’re great, and I’m definitely OK with it too. It’s just kind of hard to put it out of my mind right now…but I’ll be fine.” Truth was, even though I had climaxed earlier, which usually precluded me from thinking about anything even remotely sexual for quite some time, I still had trouble shunting the experience aside.

Jessica, always in tune with the emotions of those around her, must have sensed my slight dishonesty. “Come on over here…I need a hug, and I think you do too.” I fleetingly thought about this invitation…where it could lead if by some odd chance it was anything more than a simple display of affection, and whether it was best to just leave things as they were and treasure the memory. But then again, I realized that knowing Jessica, she really did just want to hug and reassure both of us that nothing had really changed between us. Giving her outgoing nature the benefit of the doubt, I decided that a quick hug would go a long way toward cementing our newly formed bond.

I got up from my bed nervously, a sorry sight I’m sure. The light was still on and my tight pajama bottoms did little to conceal the tiny lump my flaccid penis formed, serving to clearly outline my bulge in all its miniscule glory.

Jessica motioned for me to lie down next to her; I was counting on a quick and innocent embrace, then a return to my own bed. Her covers were pushed down, and she lay on her side in her nightgown, which had bunched up highly enough to provide me with a view of her dark blue satin panties.

The sheet was unmistakably damp underneath her lower torso – obviously the result of her earlier orgasm – and as I climbed on top of her bed, her musky scent became inescapable. The combination of wetness and scent reminded me of my many masturbation sessions with Amy’s bra and panties…licking the inside of her bra cups where her nipples had lain while smelling and tasting her slight perspiration…doing the same with her panties and then thrusting my penis into them at the exact aromatic spot where her vagina had rested.

As I lay on my side next to Jessica, she put her arms around me and reassured me that everything would be OK, that she felt really close to me, and that we hadn’t really done anything wrong other than pleasuring ourselves to relieve our frustrations.

As wrong as this entire situation was, I felt a bonding with Jessica that I had never felt with anyone before, including Amy. This whole thing may have been inappropriate, but sometimes our society’s standards about what is correct just don’t apply to every situation. But alas, as with just about every relationship I’ve had, embarrassment was about şirinevler escort to rear its ugly head again.

To my horror, I felt myself becoming erect, and there was no doubt Jessica could feel my penis against her…it was pressed against her lower abdomen near the top of her panties. Making matters worse, I could see fully into the top of her nightgown…and my gaze was locked on her breasts. Jessica quickly realized both my arousal and where my eyes were focused. I instinctively pulled away several inches from Jessica in an attempt to regroup and try to make some sense of this all. Fortunately, once again, Jessica’s comfort level and fearlessness helped me to feel at ease.

She smiled. “Not much too look at, are they…especially compared to Amy’s.”

“Oh Jess…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…no, they’re beautiful.” Eloquent as always.

“Yeah, right,” she replied with a fair measure of doubt. “They’re small and they’re saggy. God, I wish I had nice boobs.”

But I found them incredibly sexy, even more so up-close than from a distance in the shower the previous day. Her breasts were a beautiful shade of off-white, and even though her nipples were still flush with her breasts, I could now see their outline against her aereolas. The dark hairs on each aereola were thicker and coarser than I had imagined, and I found them extremely sexy as well. I would never be so bold, but at that moment I wanted to move my head down and begin kissing her breasts, suckling them, licking her areolas, feeling her breast hairs in my mouth…demonstrating to Jessica just how sexy she was.

“Jess…they’re great, believe me,” I said. And I meant it with all my heart.

I finally forced my eyes away from her breasts and was shocked to see her looking directly at the front of my pajamas. Their tightness left nothing to the imagination as my penis stuck straight up toward my chest, creating less of a bulge than a slightly elongated rise that ended about an inch below the waistline. An erection of slightly more than four inches hardly creates an impressive sight.

“Your body’s nice, Steve. Amy’s lucky she has such a good looking husband. She then giggled as she looked at my erection and added, “And your thing is cute too.”

Cute. Great…she thinks it’s cute, which I guessed was her way of saying something nice about my obviously quite small erection.

“I know, I know…there’s not much there. But it’s all I’ve got.” I couldn’t believe I was discussing the size of my penis with my sister, of all people. At least it was nominally covered by my pajamas.

“I’m sure it’s plenty. Don’t underestimate yourself. Amy should be glad she’s got a great guy like you. She doesn’t know how lucky she really is.” Jessica then pulled me to her, resuming our earlier embrace. I felt scared and aroused at the same time.

Lying on our sides facing each other, we held each other closely. I could feel her warm breasts encased in her nightgown pressing against me, and I could feel my penis touching the front of her navy blue nylon panties, padded by her thick pubic hair. We just held each other tightly…the situation felt so wrong, but neither of us pulled away.

Not a word was said…speaking was unnecessary. Our heads rested next to each other on her pillow, and our bond reinforced how much we meant to each other, even absent any sexual influence.

My hands caressed her back gently, and she did likewise; her hands eventually moved down my back and lightly rested on my rear end. I can’t recall Amy ever touching my body in a loving way, and the sensation was intense. I felt briefly uneasy about Jessica’s touch, but this passed rapidly as I was enveloped in our embrace. Tentatively, I did the same, and when my hands came to rest on the fullness of her butt, I sensed I was losing control. The sensation of being this close to Jessica in this intimate a setting was too much. I tried desperately to think about anything non-sexual, but to no avail. I tightened as I felt my semen begin to flow…filling the front of my pajamas as I ejaculated. This had happened with my other partners too, and I knew that the wetness in the front of my pajamas would instantly give me away. I was at the height of embarrassment, knowing Jessica would realize within seconds that I had climaxed.

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s OK…calm down…it happens.

“God, how embarrassing. I’m sorry Jess…it just felt so good holding you.”

I pulled away from her, mortified at my ejaculation and not knowing what to do to get out of this humilifying situation. I looked down and saw that my pajamas around my now-soft penis were soaked and sticky with my semen, which had also transferred to her panties near the waistband. I also noticed a much bigger dark, wet area on her panties beginning near the juncture of her legs.

Jessica looked down also, and surveyed the situation. I didn’t know what to say, what to do, what to feel. Not only did she know about my non-existent sex life and my small penis, but now she knew about the premature ejaculation which was a constant plague.

“Hey, it’s nice to see that you liked hugging as much as I did,” Jess said gently. Guess you can see that I’m still turned on too,” she added, acknowledging the wetness her own secretions had created on her panties.

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Carrie had driven me crazier than I have ever been just a few nights before. She teased me mercilessly and made me watch her play with herself until I simply couldn’t hold back anymore. It was the most intensely sexual experience of my life and now I was determined to give her the same excitement and pleasure she had given me.

Carrie loves her toys. We have used them several times and it is always fun to pick them out with her. Recently Carrie was looking at some different types of toys on line and I paid close attention the the ones she really seemed the most interested in. She has had a bullet vibrator which she loves. We have used it outside on her clit and also pushed it inside her, sometimes combining it with my licking her clit as the bullet sends pleasurable waves through her. Carrie is very sexual and very sensitive to my touch. She can cum very, very easily and over and over. I am a VERY lucky man. She has also used a toy designed to stimulate her G-spot. It worked very well but we managed to leave it in a hotel room. She has also had a few rabbit type toys but we wore them out. She even had a small anal toy that we played with just a few times. I loved watching and helping her use all of them.

I decided I would surprise Carrie and I got on line and found a few of the toys that she seemed to be the most excited about. A few of them were expensive but seeing her have just one orgasm using a toy makes it worth every single penny. You see, Carrie is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on and when she is feeling pleasure, she becomes even more beautiful. It’s hard to explain but she has a glow about her and her expressions as she is having an orgasm are the most beautiful and sensual things I have ever seen. These looks alone make my cock feel like I can shoot buckets of cum in her and on her. It is that intense.

I ordered 5 different toys. The first one is a peach colored toy called that is designed mostly as a clitoral simulator but it has a unique design that allows the vibrations to cover the labia as well as the clit. Carrie loves having her outer lips touched and stimulated so I am sure she is going to love this one. It has multiple speeds and patterns which is a huge plus! The second toy is strictly a clitoral vibrator that is a teal color which I think is one of the reasons it caught her eye. It has two “ears” at the top that fit around her clit. The next toy is a purple and gold phallus shaped toy that is very much like the rabbit toys she has used before but this one has separate vibration control for the shaft and the clitoral stimulator. I am really excited about using this one on her. The next toy is simply a dildo that has a suction cup on the bottom. I just have a fantasy about seeing her fuck this toy in a lot of different ways. The last one is a small anal toy. We have played around with this but not very often. We are both curious about exploring this aspect of our magnificent sex life.

Our evening starts with me taking Carrie to dinner. I love taking her out and being seen with her. She is so beautiful and I always know that the most beautiful woman anywhere is on my arm. We go to dinner and just enjoy our meal and hearing her talk to me. I keep looking at how beautiful she is and my mind keeps wondering to the evening ahead and how, beşiktaş escort in very short order, she will be naked, wet and begging to cum. I am going to make her crazy with the new toys as well as my hands, fingers, tongue and cock.

After dinner we walk to the car and before I move the car, I kiss her deeply, my hands in her hair and my tongue swirling around hers. The kiss is deep and passionate and very, very hot. My cock, which has already been swollen throughout dinner is now fully erect and throbbing hard. I take her hand and put it on my so she can feel. She strokes it through my pants, looking lovingly and lustfully at the shape of my cock through my pants. She then says, “I want it.” to which I reply, “You are going to get it and so much more.”

As we are driving home, I tell Carrie to pull her pants down so I can touch her as I drive. She does as I say and pulls them down, spreading her legs to allow me easy access. I want to work her into a frenzy but want to keep her right on the edge of her orgasm. I take my finger and slide it up and down her very slippery opening. I rub her pussy lips and then occasionally roll her clit lightly between my thumb and forefinger. Carrie is watching my hand with her mouth slightly parted and she is breathing heavier. I know she is close so I stop for a few seconds to let her collect herself. I am still bringing her to the edge as we pull into our driveway.

I lead Carrie by the hand to our bedroom and I undress her until she is completely naked.. I tell her to lay on her stomach for just a second and as she turns over I rub her ass and then spank each cheek a few times just to listen to her moan. When I spank her like this she goes from wet to soaked in a very short amount of time. I rub her pussy to feel how wet she is and then I tell her to lay on her back. At this point I use the same ties that she used on me just a few nights before and I secure her wrist to our bed and then I open her legs and tie her ankles to the bottom post of the bed. I undress myself and get on the bed next to her. I take my cock and rub it on her lips and tell her to stick out her tongue and I guide my cock so she can lick the tip tasting the precum that she has caused. I tell her to lick all over the head and then I slide down and take the head of my cock and rub it on one of her hard nipples and then the other. I straddle her face and tell her to lick the shaft of my cock and I watch with delight as her tongue slides up and down the length of my hard skin. I then tell her to close her mouth and I take my cock in my hand and rub t against her lips teasing her. I know she wants to open her mouth and suck my cock, she loves to do that, but I just want to tease her like never before.

I kiss down Carrie’s neck and across her collarbone and down to her breast where I spend a few seconds licking each nipple and teasing them with my fingers. Carrie’s sexy moans are all of the encouragement I need. I kiss down her stomach until I find myself between her legs. I lightly blow on her wet pussy and it sends a shiver throughout her entire body. She wants me to stop of fuck her with my tongue but I only linger between her thighs for a few second before I keep kissing down her legs that are held open by the ties şişli escort around each ankle. As I get to her feet, I kiss each foot and then I reach under our bed where I pull out the first toy. It is the peach colored one that is designed to focus on her clit. Carrie’s clit is very sensitive and I know I will have to control the speed and tempo correctly or she will cum right away. I pull it out and show it to Carrie. She smiles with the anticipation of feelings it. I turn it on very lightly and rub it briefly across her hard nipples. I slide it down to her pussy, being very careful not to tickle her. The face of the toy covers her beautiful pussy perfectly and she immediately jerks and raises her hips as the low vibration starts to work it’s magic on her wet mound. I hold it in place, the vibration level low but very effective. With my left hand and rub Carrie’s face and lips and she opens her mouth to suck my finger. When my finger is wet, I slide it to her nipples and rub them with the wetness of her kiss.

Carrie is having a very hard time staying still and is lifting her hips against the toy. I slowly increase the vibration level and Carrie tells me she can feel it all through her body. She is pressing harder against the toy and I know her orgasm is closing in at a rapid pace. Carrie ask me if she can cum and I simply tell her, “Not yet baby.” I slow the vibration level down and then stop it completely. I remove the toy and replace it with my tongue. I purposely avoid her sensitive clit and instead push my tongue inside her, tasting her juices as they flow freely from her. With my mouth and tongue covered in her juices, I kiss Carrie deeply so she can taste herself on my lips and tongue. It makes me crazy when we kiss like that.

The second toy I pull out is strictly a clitoral vibrator. The ears fit on both sides of her clit and I turn it on and watch as Carrie’s body shakes. I hold it at the top of her pussy and slide a finger into her. Carries gasp with pleasure as my finger disappears inside her and I begin to rub her gspot. I can feel how swollen she is and can feel the vibrations of her toy deep inside her wet hole. Her breathing is becoming much more rapid and, once again, I stop the toy and remove it from her pussy. Carrie’s face shows a little frustration because she wants to cum so bad but I am keeping her right on the edge.

I put that toy down and I place myself right next to Carrie’s mouth against and I again rub my cock on her mouth and lips. I stop and then reach up and untie her hands and then her feet. I tell her she is untied but she still has to do exactly what I tell her to do. I sit up on the bed, my back flush against the headboard and I tell her to sit between my legs with her back on my chest. I tell her to open her legs for me and she does as I ask. I reach both hands around and caress her breast and gently pull on her nipples as I kiss the back of her neck and run my tongue along her ears. She can feel my hard cock pressed against her back. She can actually feel it throbbing with each heart beat. I reach to the side of the bed and pull out the rabbit like toy. The head is thick but the shaft is a little thinner. I hand it to Carrie and tell her to rub the head of the toy up and down her pussy and get it very bahçeşehir escort bayan wet. As she does it I can hear her juices interacting with the toy. She is completely drenched. I put my hand on top of hers and together we push the toy inside her sopping hole, filling her completely.. Carrie moans, “Oh fuck baby, it feels so good.” As I continue to kiss her neck, we slide the toy in and out of her pussy for several seconds before I turn the vibration to just the shaft on. Carrie lifts her hips to meet the thrust of the toy stroke for stroke.

We push it in far enough that the rabbit ears are on her clit. I turn it on low and I watch as Carrie’s mouth opens slowly as she is sucking in air and making the sexiest sounds I have ever heard. I play with the different vibration patterns as we fuck her together with this very nice toy. Carrie tells me she feels so full and that the large head is massaging her swollen gspot and she is close to cumming. I tell her again she has to wait. I continue with this toy for a few more minutes bringing her as close to the edge as I can. I stop for a moment and remove the toy from her pussy and set it to the side.

Now, I tell Carrie to roll onto her stomach and I rub her ass only to spank it again. I spank her several times and then I tell her to arch her ass in the air. As she does, I lean forward and push my tongue into her pussy making her squirm against me and she begs me to let her cum on my face. Again, I tell her not yet.

I then tell her to get on all fours and turn her ass towards the headboard of our bed. I take the dildo with the sucking cup and line it up with her pussy and stick it onto the headboard of the bed. I tell Carrie to back up onto the toy and to let her fill her, just like I do. She slides back and takes the head of the toy into her hand, rubs it a few times along her wet slit and then slowly backs into it until it fills her completely.

At this point and I get on my knees in front of her and I tell her to suck my cock as she fucks the toy. Carrie smiles and takes my hard cock in her hand, my precum covering the head. Carrie is fucking this toy and has swallowed me deeply into her mouth. I know neither of us is going to last long. Carrie is fucking the toy much like she does me when I am behind her. Her mouth is working feverishly on my cock as I hold the back of her head. My balls are so swollen and I can feel my orgasm building rapidly. I can also tell that Carrie is close and she stops sucking just long enough to ask me if she can cum. I tell her she certainly can and then I tell her that I am going to fill her mouth with my hot cum. This only encourages her to suck me harder and fuck the toy harder. It is the sexiest visual watching the woman I love backing into this toy as she sucks and licks my cock for all she is worth.

I feel the pulsing sensation in my cock and I can tell that this orgasm is going to be powerful and plentiful. Carrie is now moaning and I can tell she is going to cum. Right as the waves of pleasure start to rifle through her body, I feel the rush of cum leave my cock and fill her mouth. She keeps sucking me wanting every single drop. Her body is shaking and so is mine. She sucks every drop of cum out of me until my body goes limp.and I lay on my back. Carrie leans forward and lays on top of me, nothing between us but the air in the room. Our hearts are pounding in a perfect cadence with each other. We lay there trying to catch our breath, exhausted from our intense and simultaneous orgasms. The room smells of hot and beautiful sex and the cool night air descends onto our skin as we rest for round two.

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The Female DJ in Portugal Series.

The club wasn’t very busy this evening, there was some fiesta going on in Portimao. Consequently, I was feeling a bit down, I like a good crowd to work with. When there aren’t enough punters, the requests tend to clash with each other, just not enough of them to pick and choose.

Romero, the Portuguese waiter, fetched me a drink, “Hi Dina, you okay? Bit quiet tonight, but we expected that. Not too many prospects for either of us either, huh!”

I liked him, which is a rarity, I’m not into guys. Romero was gay, and therefore, I had no competition from him, and he really was nice to me. He looked after me, drinks and things. He’d even sometimes come over, to point out a likely looking girl that I might want to take an interest in.

I wasn’t looking for a relationship, with me working in Portugal for nearly two years now, forming relationships with a holiday-maker could be awkward, once they were back home. No, I much preferred one night stands, maybe a bit of a holiday fling for a few days, but nothing more.

I never seemed to have too much trouble finding the youngish late teen girls, I liked. I was thought of as, drop-dead-gorgeous, and being a small celebrity locally, as the in DJ, They kind of flocked to me.

Having said all that, the passed week had been sadly lacking in the romance department, and there didn’t seem much of a prospect at the moment either.

Romero turned back to me, “Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. There was a girl asking me about you earlier. Bit young for you though, I think.”

“Asking? What did she want to know?”

“Well, she didn’t actually say very much. Asked if your name was really Dina, were you here all the time. You know, just that sort of thing. She was a bit shy really.”

“Okay, you’ll let me know if you see her in, will you?”

…

Things had got a bit busier, and I was able to get more of an atmosphere going, I was beginning to enjoy myself.

There was a tap at the booth door, I held a hand up, indicating to wait for a moment, until I finished cueing the next record. When I looked, my heart skipped, she was an angel, mind you a rather young angel. I waved her in, she opened the door to inch her way in, there wasn’t a lot of room inside the DJ booth.

She had a drink in her hand, which she held out to me, “Romero told me you like a brandy and lemonade, I got you one, hope you don’t mind.”

“Hey, that’s sweet of you, thank you. And what do I call you?”

“Oh, my name’s Laura. You’re Dina aren’t you.” She added with a sort of rush. She smiled shyly at me.

Oh wow! I thought, what a beautiful smile, it lit her face up. I guessed Romero was right, she only looked to be about sixteen, but her figure was something else. I drooled. Find out her age, before you get too carried away, I told myself.

“They let you buy a drink at the bar, did they? I’d have thought you were too young.”

She blushed, deep red, “Well actually, I’m eighteen, I know I don’t look it, so I had to show them ID.”

I told her to hang on a second, while I got the next record ready. I had to shuffle her round a bit, to get the one I wanted. I managed to brush against her several times in the process, once my arm even brushed her tits, I felt myself getting somewhat excited.

Laura looked a bit flustered, she was still blushing. “I suppose I’d better leave you, I’m getting in the way, aren’t I?”

Go for it! Kiddo, I thought.

“No, you’re totally fine, don’t worry, anyway I like your company. As long as you don’t mind the squeeze, you’re okay Laura.”

“Thanks, I like to watch you work, I think you’re ever so good.” Then, as a sort of after-thought, she added, “The best I’ve ever seen actually.” She blushed again.

I raised an eyebrow at her, “You can keep coming with the compliments as long as you like, but I’m flattered.” I responded. “And here’s one for you then, I think you’re absolutely stunning, I can’t stop looking at you.”

“What me! I’m just, little Laura, the others are always taking the mick out of me, because of how young I look.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about any of them, whoever they are, I’m the one that counts around here, and if I say you’re gorgeous, then you are, okay.” I squeezed her shoulder.

She beamed at me, her hand came up and touched mine, “You’re very kind Dina, I do like you.”

I let my hand move around behind her head, to her far shoulder, and gave her a little hug, pulling her against me. Her hand went around my waist. So I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.

“What me, kind, you’re joking. I’m just finding you irresistible. Do you mind?”

“I’m esenyurt escort not sure I understand Dina, do you mean like sexy or something?”

I studied her face a moment, wondering if I’d misjudged, no, I hadn’t, I just felt it.

“That’s exactly what I mean Laura honey.”

“Oh! My coming to see you, I didn’t mean to suggest anything, I’m sorry if I made you think that. I…I, I do think I should go.” She stammered.

I grabbed her arm “No wait.” I got the next record on, then turned to her again. “Laura, I think you did, even if you never knew it, let’s face it, you didn’t come here to make a friend, you wanted to be near me, am I right, or not?” My fingers traced up her arm.

“I guess.” As she looked at the floor. “Maybe I did, all I know is that I’ve been watching you for a few days, and well, I just wanted to meet you, I didn’t know why” She looked up at me with a worried look.

“Laura, I know you’re young and inexperienced, it’s okay. Let me ask you a personal question, do you have a boyfriend?”

Hesitantly, in barely more than a whisper, “No I don’t, I’ve never had a boyfriend,” she said, then added quietly, “I’ve never had a girlfriend either.”

“Well honey, I’m here, I’m free, and I’m very willing if you want that is.” My hand slid down her back, and I squeezed her ass.

She jumped, well almost shot out of her shoes, but with no room and nowhere to go, all the jump achieved was to place my hand lower on her ass, I pressed my hand in between her cheeks a little.

We were over to the side of the booth, well hidden from the punters, so I leaned down and put my lips to hers. Her hands shot out sideways, her shoulders went back, her eyes were wide. But I held her to me, keeping my lips on hers.

I pulled back a little, she looked at my lips. I could see she wasn’t frightened, just not sure.”

I puckered my lips and smiled, then very slowly, she inched her face towards me, till her lips were just touching mine. Her eyes were still open, looking at me. So I closed my own and pushed my lips firmly to hers. Then she was returning the kiss.

Meanwhile, I reached a hand, just in time, to press a button for the next record.

I eased my tongue out, and traced it along her lips, then teased them open. She didn’t resist, I delved in to find her tongue, then danced around it. I squeezed harder, into the bottom of her ass, pulling her harder to me. my fingers just a fraction away from her pussy. Her arms went around my waist, to hold me.

I pulled back, I still had work to do. “You okay Laura? I saw her nod and smile, so I continued, “Much as I could do this all night, I’ve got a job to do, I won’t be able to concentrate with you here. Can I suggest, you go and find Romero, tell him he’s to put your drinks on my tab, and you can wait for me, you will wait for me, won’t you?”

She didn’t hesitate this time, but she gave me a big smile, “You know I will.” as she turned to leave, then, “Don’t you go chatting up any strange girls.” She grinned.

…

The next hour seemed to last forever, I’m not sure I was at my best, but the punters didn’t seem to notice.

Mind I was still getting a distraction. Laura was being plied with drinks by Romero, she’d found herself a seat, just to the left of my booth, where she sat on the other side of a table. I expect it was too many Malibu’s she’d had, but after a while, I could clearly see the white of her panties under the table. I saw her wave several times when I looked her way, but I couldn’t be sure whether she was flashing at me on purpose. I don’t suppose so though, I thought.

Eventually, at last, I played the last record, as soon as I had it going, I left the booth, went over to Laura and held out my hands. “Would you care to have this dance with me Laura?” All very formal.

She looked around, and giggled, “What here? In front of everyone!”

“Several points there babe, one; it’s dark, two; they’re all half pissed, three; you won’t be the only one dancing with a girl, just take a look around, and four; who give’s a shit anyway!”

This time, she laughed, and the next thing, she was in my arms.

I danced her into the darkest corner, there I slowed. I nuzzled her neck with my lips, her head went back. I cupped her ass cheek with one hand, then reached to her breast with the other, I heard her sigh. I could feel her nipple, through the material of her top, it was getting harder.

I whispered in her ear, “You can touch mine you know.”

A hand came up my side, stopped next to my breast for a few moments, then almost jumped to take a hold.

I whispered to her again, “Just squeeze istanbul escort and rub it gently, my love.” She did, and I can tell you, it felt good.

My hand at her ass, edged her skirt up, I felt the hem, and I reached under to caress a cheek through her panties. After a bit, thumb found the elastic at her panty-waist, I hooked and eased them down a little, now my hand slid inside, and I had her bare cheek in my hand. It felt fantastic under my gliding fingers.

Laura was now kissing my neck, as one hand continued to caress my breast. I felt encouraged, things were definitely looking good.

I moved my hand, leaving her ass, but still inside her panties. Round her hip, then to her lower stomach. I eased down, my fingers found the patch of hair on her mound, I could tell there was not a lot there, it felt well trimmed. I tickled my fingers around. I lowered my hand and formed a cup over her pussy. She lifted her face and kissed me.

I pressed my hand to her pussy, my middle finger pushing between her lips. This time she moaned, quite loud. No one was near enough to hear.

I reached into her, as far as I could, gently feeling around. I curled another finger alongside the first. Then, I slowly began to wank her.

She was moaning again, “Shush honey, not so loud.”

“I can’t help it, I’m sorry, ooooooooh shit!”

Suddenly, I remembered the heavy curtains to the side of my booth, and the fact they shielded off, an old store-room.

I guided her over, still wanking her on the way.

We were on our own now, no one would hear or see us.

I pushed her against the wall and dropped to my knees. I raised her skirt, then pulled her panties down and lowered my mouth to her pussy. Her legs spread wider, as my tongue found its target, there it was protruding quite nicely for my lips to attack, to caress and suck.

My fingers were back inside her pussy, which was, by now, dripping wet, so, I worked my hand, faster and faster.

She was now gripping my head hard.

Her shoulders were back against the wall, but her hips were thrust forward, shaking at my face. For a few seconds, she raised up onto the balls of her feet. Then, her ass crashed back to the wall, my mouth followed, her head came down to her chest, her face contorted, and she was almost leaning over me, with her hands now leaning on my shoulders. The climax ripped through her, as her pussy convulsed at my mouth. I think there were several orgasms, or maybe just one, very long one. My face was dripping, she’d squirted hard, soaking me.

Still, she hunched on my hand, till the jerks got gradually less.

She leaned back to the wall, I think she would have slid down, had I not held her.

Slowly she came back, awareness came to her face, she smiled her gorgeous smile, this time though, it was a dreamy smile. Then she saw how wet I was. Her hand flew to her mouth, as she gasped. The other touched my shirt. “You’re all wet, did I do that? Did I pee on you? Oh God! I didn’t pee, did I?”

“Hey, babe, no you didn’t pee, you squirted when you came. It didn’t taste of pee, just your cum, It was brilliant, I loved it.”

With a huge look of relief, she leaned into me, her hands came up to wipe my face, then she was kissing me.

“Dina what happened to me? What did you do? I thought I was going to die from pleasure. I have never experienced anything like it before. I just felt, I dunno, like uncontrolled sex throbbing through my body, taking me over. At one point, it frightened me because for a few moments I actually couldn’t breathe. Then I was lifted to somewhere I’ve never been. I’ve never used bad language, but I remember it clearly, blasting through my mind, ‘Fuck me, fuck me, please fuck my cunt Dinah’, I’m so shocked, I can’t believe it.”

…

I eased her back, “I’ll tell Romero, that I’m leaving by the fire exit, would you like to come back to mine? We can have a shower, or whatever else you fancy.”

“But Dina, I haven’t got any other clothes or anything.”

“Who needs clothes honey, you up for it or what?”

She looked at me intently, “Where else would I go!” It wasn’t a question, more a statement.

My apartment was not much of a walk from the club. It was on the tenth floor with a brilliant view of the sea. We walked, holding hands, well Laura sort of skipped, swinging her other arm about. I could see she was happy, I was delighted.

In the gardens to my block, she pulled me aside. into the bushes. “Please kiss me again Dina, I want to feel you, just to know this is all real.”

I kissed her tenderly, a welling from deep inside me. It shocked me, knowing how I beylikdüzü escort felt for this girl.

I laid down to the grass, pulling her with me, lowering her body on top of mine.

We just touched, exploring each other, caressing here and there, wherever it felt good. At one point, Laura’s hand had caressed down the outside of my thigh, her hand came to the bare flesh of my leg. I saw her lift her head to look back, she touched the hem with her fingers, and gave it a little pull. She gave me a questioning look, “Can I?”

I smiled, “As if you need to ask my love, I’m all yours, whatever you want, take it.”

Her hand moved up, taking my skirt with it. The tickle of her fingers sent a shiver through me. She reached the top of my thigh, then she gasped, “You haven’t got any panties on Dina!”

“I took them off before I left the booth, I was hoping you’d find out, and now you have, that’s how you make me feel.”

I loved her girlie giggle.

She felt the tiny patch of hair I have, “What do I do Dina, I don’t know, you need to show me, I so want to please you.”

“Honey, you play with yourself right, so you already know where it feels good, just do the same to me, it’ll work, you’ll see. Now kiss me and touch me.”

She did, she kissed me, I let her lead. I felt her hand slowly moving down between my thighs, I eased my legs wider apart. She found my pussy lips, more like flaps really. I felt her exploring them, understanding them. She separated them, spreading me wide, she caressed along the inside. I could tell that she knew where my clit was, as when she was ready, her fingers went straight to it, she didn’t need to search.

Mind you, it wouldn’t take a lot of searching for, it’s too big for that. One of my ex girlfriends told me, that it was no wonder I was a lesbian who took the initiative, I almost had a cock when it was fully enlarged.

I heard her, very quietly say “Wow!” When her fingers closed around it, she used two fingers to start wanking at it.

I pushed her head downward, “Go on, kiss it for me lover.”

Her went down, she seemed to just watch her fingers playing though.

“Laura please.” I begged.

I felt her tongue just tentatively touch the end, then she twirled around it, before her tongue withdrew, I thought, she’s tasting and wondering. My thoughts were interrupted, her whole mouth came down over it, her tongue was back, teasing harder at me. My hips lifted to her, and then she sucked. Oh God! I needed this so bad.

“Finger me inside Laura, as many fingers as you like.”

I felt a bunch, three maybe four, pushing me wide, my pussy expanded to take them. I felt her sort of, jiggling about, shit she was adding more. For just a moment, it hurt, but I knew she was being careful with me, she eased in but slowly, then pausing for a bit, till more pressure. I’d never taken anything as big before.

“You okay Dina?”

“Yeah, I’m okay, how the fuck many have you got in there?”

“Actually all five, like my whole wrist, I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“I’m good you little slut, You’ve got them in, so now fuck me with them, but don’t stop sucking my cl…” I trailed off, I couldn’t speak anymore, I didn’t want to, I just wanted her to fuck me good.

She fucked her wrist in and out real slow, and the way she worked my clit, was driving me wild. My mound banged up into her face, I heard an ‘ouch’ but she didn’t stop. I could hear my pussy making a squelching noise, I knew I was so wet. Her wrist now felt easier inside me, my vagina was coping. I was close to getting there, my body was so sensitive it was aware of every little contact.

“Now Laura, fuck me faster, as deep as you can.”

I couldn’t be possible, I could feel her arm going down into me, my pussy was stretched so wide. I didn’t care, I was gone, I was cumming, in waves, I was cumming,

Slowly I came down to earth. Laura was still lying between my legs, she looked exhausted from all her efforts.

“You can take that bloody great big cock out of me now if you wouldn’t mind babe.”

A moment later, and she was lying beside me. I took her in my arms and cradled her. I kissed her closed eyes. “My baby,” I whispered to her.

She smiled, her hand fondling my breast.

“How far did you get that bloody thing in?” I asked her.

She sniffed up her arm, then tasted with her tongue. “About halfway to my elbow maybe, did I do wrong?” She looked worried.

“No, you didn’t do wrong, you did what I thought was impossible, but I loved it, every bloody inch of it.”

I said we should get ourselves decent, and move indoors.

In the lift, I asked, “Why don’t I send out for a pizza, coz I’m starving. A bite to eat, a nice glass of wine, a shower, and then we can fuck some more, whad’ya think lover?”

Laura looked at me with starry eyes, “Anything you say is totally fine with me, I think you know that now.”

I sure did.

She was gonna have a good holiday, I’d see to that!

The end.

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Summary:

Jared, Mike, and Adrian are like brothers from different mothers, and, like all siblings, whether by genes or chance, they like different things.

Jared wants a relationship, preferably one that lasts beyond a one-night-stand, Mike hides his vulnerable self under the pretense that he is into a niche fetish, and Adrian just likes to have fun.

In their quest to find the particular things that they believe would make them happy, they hook up, meet lovers, strike new friendships, and learn the taste of love and betrayal.

Whether they find what they’re looking for or not, is all a matter of perspective. Or, in other words, as that adage goes, be careful what you wish for.

Chapter One – Meet The Boys

Jared pressed his index fingers against his temples and stared dejectedly at the non-alcoholic drink in front of him.

“Are all your ships sinking right now or something?” A heavy hand landed on his back, making him wince and straighten up.

“How come you’re not already hooked up?” Jared questioned Adrian, his longtime friend.

Adrian shrugged and took a seat next to him on a high stool.

“I have yet to see something I like,” he said, grabbing a handful of peanuts and throwing them into his mouth with perfect skill.

At six point two, with the body of a Greek god, and the face of a sinner, Adrian never lacked bed partners. The guy knew his longish black hair and olive complexion were putting him in the same category with celebs on the dance floor and not only, and he took advantage of that, whenever and wherever he could. Also, as many times he could.

Jared eyed the way Adrian’s tank top stretched over perfect pecs and sighed. He wasn’t exactly a twink, but there was no way he was in Adrian’s league. Also, he was still not over his rock phase, so he was still keeping his brown hair too long, which might not have drawn as many prospective partners as he wanted. Everyone wanted a picture-perfect partner, with perfect abs, perfect pecs, perfect haircut, perfect everything. Jared had a bit of a thing for flawed things, or so he wanted to flatter himself.

Not that Jared liked sleeping around. He wanted to go steady with some dude, at least for a while. Well, his problem was probably that he kept frequenting the same places as Adrian, who was the king of hookups. There was no way he would find the love of his life in a place like that.

He almost missed Mike, his other best friend, taking a seat by his right. At least the redhead was in as much a foul mood as he was. Mike, just like Jared, was searching for something. Not the same thing, mind you, but still, he was as unsuccessful as the more unfortunate of his two friends.

Mike was, unlike Jared, the perfect twink. Also, he was insecure about his looks, and that made him cute. Jared had pointed that out on more than one occasion. Adrian had been a bit blunt, touching Mike’s butt, and telling him he had a perfect ass and he would likely tap it.

Of course, right after that, Mike had pushed Adrian playfully aside and told him that he wasn’t into incest. That because the three of them were like brothers from different mothers, no matter how different they were, at first glance.

“So, no alpha top in the mood to get screwed by a cute twink?” Adrian asked Mike over Jared’s head, giving voice to what both of them were thinking.

Mike pouted and leaned over the bar to draw the bartender’s attention. “What can I tell you, man?” he complained after, finally, the bartender took his order. “That’s what I get from being into such a narrow niche fetish.”

“Maybe you don’t have the right approach.” Adrian grinned. “Thought about Grindr?”

Mike made a face. “C’mon, man, do I look like I need some dating app to get laid?”

Adrian seemed to examine Mike for a while. “Yeah.” He nodded, and Mike stood up so that he could punch Adrian’s shoulder without hitting Jared in the process.

“Can the two of you act more like your age, for fuck’s sake?” Jared protested as the stool shook under his ass, due to what soon degenerated into an exchange of punches between his two best friends.

“Oh, sorry, grandpa, is past your bedtime or something?” Adrian joked. “Seriously, by your sour face, people would think you’re ninety-three or something.”

Jared pouted. “I’m younger than you.”

“By three months,” Adrian replied.

“You’re already twenty-five, Adrian.” Mike snickered. “Ancient. Ah, is that why you don’t seem to score that easily lately?”

“Shut the fuck up.” Adrian pretended to be upset over the friendly jab. “It’s just that I’m picky, that’s all.”

“Sure, sure.” Mike nodded like he didn’t mean it. “At least Jared and I are owning up to our failures. C’mon, old man, admit it. You lost your shine to this young crowd.”

“You and Jared want the impossible,” Adrian said as he linked he fingers and placed his chin on them, elbows set on the shiny counter.

“Really?” Mike glared.

“Seriously?” Jared exclaimed, almost at the same ataköy escort time.

“Yeah,” Adrian continued, sure of his opinion. “Jared, stop thinking about getting some house in the suburbs and settling down with a husband and two kids from two different surrogate moms. Gay guys still in their twenties don’t do that. Seriously, you’re making me wonder if you’re not some crazy result of plastic surgery and you’re actually eighty.”

“We’ve been in kindergarten together, fucker,” Jared said, amused by his friend’s assumptions. “And I don’t want a house and kids, what the fuck? I want a relationship.”

“And?” Adrian shrugged. “You can have a relationship. Only that it might last between the time you say ‘hello’ to the guy and ‘bye’ after a crazy one night stand.”

“Ugh.” Jared rolled his eyes and pushed his hair back. “You’re clearly not the right guy to go to for relationship advice. I want at least a three-week relationship. Or three days! Is really that much to ask?” He opened his arms and looked at the ceiling, only to be met by stroboscope lights.

“What can I tell you, man?” Adrian stretched and yawned. “Everything happens fast in this day and age. We have fast food, fast news, speed dating -“

“Speed dating?” Mike intervened. “Have you ever been to one of those?”

Adrian stared at his friend as if he had trouble understanding the question. “Of course I haven’t, what the hell? When you look like me, you don’t go to speed dating.” He pointed at his body as if it was unfathomable how anyone could ignore it and assume such things about him.

“Well, not everyone’s lucky like you, Mr. I-Top-Everything-From-Top-To-Bottom,” Mike said with a grimace.

Adrian smiled at the compliment. Jared was sure that if he rolled his eyes each time Adrian was smug about himself, he risked developing some eye condition. But Adrian did have a reputation of being an uncompromising top, and that, of course, had triggered many conversations around the subject. Adrian even liked topping other guys pretending to be as incorrigible as him. And he had many notches on his belt to prove his prowess on the matter.

“Hey,” Mike exclaimed. “I know! You could lure one of those alphas for me, convince him to bottom, and then switch with me! Then I’ll manage the impossible!”

“Sorry, man, I don’t do charity work.” Adrian flashed his signature smile at his friend. “Ah, sorry, gentlemen, it looks like the perfect candidate for the position had just entered the door.”

“The position?” Mike questioned.

Jared needed to promise to himself that it was the last time he rolled his eyes at Adrian’s expense. “The ‘blowjob provider’ position,” he explained, and Mike, as expected, made a sour face.

“How that must feel,” Mike said regretfully while watching Adrian sauntering away. “Being able to nail anyone you want.”

Jared sighed, too. “I wish I were as uncomplicated as Adrian,” he said, mirroring Mike’s dejected tone. “Maybe I should.” He pondered for a second and then reconsidered. “Nah, I’d better not.”

“So, what do you want to do?” Mike questioned.

“Probably not waste my Friday night like this,” Jared said with conviction. “I know I said that I’d be the designated driver, but do you think you and Adrian could catch a cab or something?”

Mike nodded and patted his shoulder. “No problem, man. I’ll tell Adrian you went home. But really, do you want to go home and sleep?”

Jared shrugged and pushed away the non-alcoholic drink he hadn’t touched. “I should maybe consider some honorable dating app,” he said with a forced smile.

“Honorable?” Mike snorted. “If you find such a thing, let me know.”

Jared smiled. “Have you tried forums and stuff? You know, for your particular fetish?”

Mike shivered as if attacked by a cold. “I’d rather not end up on the next day’s six o’clock news. Me and dumpsters used for hiding corpses don’t agree.”

Jared laughed. Mike secretly wanted to go the old fashion way about his conquests. That might have explained his lack of success in the age of technology. One didn’t just meet the man of his dreams by walking down the street and buying bread, or doing something mundane like that.

He bid goodbye to Mike and headed for the door. He didn’t need to look for Adrian with his eyes. He was probably already with his ‘blowjob provider’ right now, and having the time of his life.

***

Adrian knew a confused guy when he saw one. And he was the best prescription and treatment for curing confusion. The newcomer looked like a jock and was throwing nervous looks around. All right, the prey was to approach with care, but Adrian wasn’t one to waste an opportunity when he saw one.

The jock had sweet pouty lips, from what he could glean from his vantage point. A flight of stairs was the only thing between him and the current object of his interest.

For the love of all that was holy, he couldn’t get Jared and his idea of being in a relationship. All summer, the city was a avcılar escort real fuckfest, an all-you-can-eat-buffet for a guy with an appetite like his. And with his looks, it was no problem for him to devour everyone in his path.

Adrian knew his friends were teasing him. There was no one to work as hard as him at the gym to look the way he looked. The jock threw a look up from the foot of the stairs, and their eyes met for a second.

That was enough. Adrian smiled. The newcomer was skittish as a young colt, but he had gathered enough courage to enter a gay club. From this point onward, it would be easy. And Adrian was happy to offer him a proper introduction to the delights of an alternative lifestyle.

His eyes trained on his target, he failed to notice someone climbing at the same time he wanted to descend, and his shoulder connected hard with the solid mass of another person.

“Watch it,” he growled, without looking at whoever crashed into him.

A firm hand was soon on his bicep, keeping him in place. Annoyed, Adrian stopped to look who the fuck dared to do that.

“Hey,” he tried to break his arm free, but the other steadied his grip even more.

His eyes clashed with a pair of eyes dark like a mountain forest, in the club’s lights. So the fucker was as tall as him if they could stare at one another like that. His curiosity piqued, Adrian examined the other.

Hmm, everything about this one spelled like he didn’t belong there. Starting with his clothes. Clearly, designer signed, but a suit, even if casual, was not exactly the type of getup ideal for a gay club populated night after night by guys in their twenties.

Adrian took in the wavy light brown hair, artistically arranged by a practiced stylist’s hand, the regular, yet a tad harsh features. Perfect cheekbones balanced the angular face, and the thin lips were arched in a snarl.

The fucker was attractive. But way too aristocratic for Adrian’s taste. Lean, yet strong, if he could tell by how firm the guy was keeping him in place with just one hand. He answered with a snarl of his own. For long seconds, the two adversaries measured each other.

“I believe you owe me an apology,” the man said, and the way he enunciated every word confirmed Adrian’s suspicions once more.

He was a bit too far from home.

“An apology? Seriously?” Adrian snorted, still annoyed that he could not shake off the grip, without getting really forceful.

The long fingers continued to dig into his arm.

“Yes. Let me help you. You start by saying ‘I’m sorry’ and then you continue by admitting to what you just did.”

Adrian could not believe his eyes, nor his ears. Also, as the other spoke, he leaned into Adrian, making the words a whisper.

What the hell? He could smell expensive cologne. That meant they were way too close. Who did the fucker think he was? Royalty? He did look the part; Adrian had to give it to him. But otherwise, he was way out of line. Plus, why the hell was his pulse quickening?

Because he was pissed off. There was no other explanation.

“In your dreams.” He hissed, and this time, he pushed the other away, without caring that he might send the idiot flying on his ass.

The stranger stood his ground, but he loosened his grip on Adrian’s arm, and his hand eventually slid away. Adrian took a look around, but the jock was nowhere to be found now. He huffed in annoyance. “You,” he stuck one finger in the stranger’s face, “owe me a blowjob.”

The thin lips pursed in displeasure. “You certainly have the manners of an ape,” he commented, and this time, turned on his heels to walk away.

Adrian had a mind to go after him and find out what the hell he meant by that. But deciding that the guy was not worth the trouble, he began searching for the jock from earlier with his eyes. He went to the dance floor, scouting.

“Hey,” a shaky voice came from one side.

Adrian had every reason to smile with satisfaction, seeing the confused jock approaching him.

“I saw you looking at me earlier,” the guy said.

Ah, wasn’t he sweet? Adrian thought. “You look a little lost.” He threw one arm over the other’s shoulders and pulled him close.

The jock didn’t protest, nor did he make any sign that he didn’t like being treated with such familiarity by a stranger. Seldom was Adrian wrong about this type. He was looking for it, and that ‘it’ was precisely what Adrian would give to him.

“I believe you need someone to show you a good time,” Adrian continued, guiding his partner toward the bar, back up the stairs.

***

Jared walked over to his car, lost in thought. Going early to bed on a Saturday night sucked big time, but what sucked much more was to go alone to bed. Maybe Adrian was right, after all. He was trying too hard, and maybe that was why he couldn’t get a boyfriend. Perhaps he needed to let such things happen. After all, the more he tried, the more he seemed to fail.

“Hey,” someone from behind beylikdüzü escort called.

Jared turned to see a man in a slim-fitting jacket and dress pants watching him intently. In the streetlight, he looked like someone in his late thirties, handsome and well dressed. His stature was not particularly impressive, but he had a presence, Jared could tell, by the way he was carrying himself. Probably, he worked some top management position. His friends often teased him over his Sherlock Holmes deductions but were also impressed with how right he was more often than not.

“Um, hi,” Jared replied, unsure what the stranger wanted.

There were people outside the club at that hour, laughing and talking loudly, but suddenly Jared felt like he and the stranger were the only ones there. The man moved and extended his arm. “I’m Chris. I thought I missed my chance.”

“Um, chance?”

It wasn’t like him to be a parakeet, Jared thought, but his throat became dry as Chris took his hand and shook it firmly. Chris’s hand was smooth and pleasant, and it was also warm and steady. Instantly, Jared felt a pull toward him. He shook his head.

“I saw you inside the club, and I was trying to gather some courage to come to talk to you, but then you disappeared.”

“Ah,” Jared replied, realizing, with some latency that he probably made the wrong impression by acting like he was dim-witted.

Chris laughed, and even the way he did that had something lazy in it, the quality of a feline, and Jared shook his head again. He had always known he liked men, but this instant attraction was strange.

“I’m sorry for calling after you like this. Are you leaving already? I was hoping I could dance with you, at least once.”

“Well, there wasn’t much for me to do there, I mean inside the club,” Jared said, finally finding his words and the ability to talk.

“May I offer you a drink? Not here, but somewhere else?” Chris asked.

“I’m driving …” Jared swallowed his words. A good-looking guy, not that he could see Chris clearly, but that was his impression, was asking him for a drink. “How about we have that drink at my place?”

He needed to stop talking. What was wrong with him? How could he propose that? But it was what guys did, right? Guys like Adrian, who didn’t wait for Mr. Right when they could have plenty of Mr. Right Nows.

Chris appeared a bit taken aback by that sudden offer.

“Sorry. Really,” Jared said. “I thought you wanted to hook up and -“

“Okay. I would love that,” Chris stopped the avalanche of stupid words threatening to pour out of his mouth.

Love what? Hook up? Have a drink at Jared’s place? Should he worry about acting out on an impulse?

“I would like to know your name first,” Chris said.

“Jared,” he said quietly.

“Jared, I’m pleased to meet you. And since I can sense apprehension from your part, I’m not known for dropping my partners’ corpses in dumpsters. It makes for a bad way to start mornings. Sorry, it was a lame joke. I heard you talking to your friend earlier.”

Jared started laughing. “For the record, that’s Mike who’s worried about that. This area is not known for high crime. But he wants a reason to justify not going for what he wants directly.”

Like you? A little voice whispered in his mind.

Chris came closer, invading his space, but Jared didn’t step back. From up close, Chris’s face came into focus better. Jared stared appreciatively at the strong jawline and took in the thick dark furrowed eyebrows. “I’m going to be honest with you here, Jared. I want that drink at your place. Also, to hook up, too.”

The last words were whispered and somewhere to the side, floating to his ear. Jared inhaled the smell of expensive cologne and decided he would do something stupid tonight, after all. Adrian wasn’t always wrong. If it was with this man, Jared wanted to hook up, too.

***

Mike stretched his arms on the bar and let his head drop. Jared had gone home. Adrian was somewhere, getting his dick sucked and doing other Adrian-like things. And he was sitting there, not even masturbating, he remembered that stupid meme. How did one go to a muscular alpha dude and suggest him to bend over and take it up the ass?

Jared would say he was superficial. Adrian would tell him to just do it. But Mike was afraid to admit that he thought himself too bad-looking to score with anyone, let alone the man of his fantasies. He was lanky, hairless, and the shock of curly red hair on his head probably put off most people.

Twinks had it tough, he admitted inwardly. And he was superficial. It was just that there wasn’t even enough porn to satisfy his curiosity and appetite for twink on alpha top fetish. Even as a twink, he wasn’t much to look at, Mike was sure. It was enough for a guy to approach him, and he started shaking in his boots.

He was too strung. He had little experience. And he was hiding behind a stupid fetish just so he didn’t admit that he had a hard time scoring, period, regardless of how prospective partners looked like and what position in bed they preferred.

“Hey, man,” the bartender called.

Mike pushed himself up. “I know, I know, I’m scaring customers.”

“Don’t worry about that,” the bartender said and flashed a cute smile at him.

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Sunlight streamed through the open window, and birds chirped merrily. For the first time in a number of years, the half-demon girl had managed to ignore the morning and sleep to her heart’s content.

She rolled over, burying her nose in her pillow. She breathed deeply and the heady scent of what had happened the night before mired her thoughts and blocked out all other scents in the room.

She felt someone move slightly behind her, a hand creeping its slow way up her shoulders. She shuddered at the touch, and was about to say something when a second hand looped around her head to clap over her mouth. Even though Akiko knew who it was, she still couldn’t stifle a sharp gasp of surprise before she calmed and surrendered to the touch.

‘Ah! Hey…what’re you doing? Hey…that…that tickles! Cut…cut it out! St-stop..!’ She tried to say, but all that came out was muffled laughter as the person in the bed with her let their hands play teasingly across the girl’s skin.

This bedfellow knew exactly how much more permanently heightened the young woman’s senses were, and continued to glide sensually, as though searching for something there. This was a touch no human would be able to experience, with their physically thinner but dull-nerved skin.

She gave a quiet, low-pitched sigh, fast growing to a moan, at the sensation as the hands made their way to other parts of her body, skimming ever-so-lightly before drawing away. It was torturous, and the younger woman’s moan changed into a short halkalı escort growl of irritation.

A pink tongue found its way to her jawline, and the all but captive halfling fought back the urge to moan loudly, instead giving only an entirely inhuman whine that communicated nothing so much as urgent need. A short whine managed to escape her lips when her partner put their hand over her mouth again. ‘Why’re you…teasing me…? ‘s not…fair!’

She felt a small tug on the skin on the side of her neck. That small tug turned into a bite, a strong one with no accounting for pain or discomfort by her partner.

‘Wha…? Ah! Ow! Hey! No! Cut that out! Stop…! Stop that, I don’t like it!’ The move scared the girl, made her shudder at memories she wanted to forget, but couldn’t. It reminded her of the many times when she had been told she was nothing but a whore, and so did not deserve consideration or pleasure of her own. It reminded her of the times her husband had been cruel, and decided he wanted to fuck, whether she was in the mood or not…. Most of all, it reminded her that she was — as always — someone else’s property.

Akiko wrenched herself away after a now-habitual flinch from such gestures, covering herself angrily. “Don’t do that! You know I don’t like it — or have you forgotten why?! You know I want to look at you when you do something like that, dammit!”

Her partner hung her head in shame, and the other could smell the sour, ripe-fruit scent şirinevler escort of the emotion. She knew her partner remembered painfully well why she didn’t like it. She heard a quiet, “I’m sorry…” and she sighed. She knew her beloved was sorry, but that didn’t make it any less disturbing that even she thought of her as something that could be owned, not as a person.

At least, that’s what such a dominating gesture meant to her people: complete and total ownership, and never of a well-meant, given-in-exchange kind. Perhaps it didn’t mean the same in theirs, in the human world, but, still… it shook her.

Her bedfellow wanted to make amends, and moved up so that they could sit beside her. The half-demon felt a soft, lingering kiss on the spot where she had been bitten, or, as her people called it, “bound.” It was red, and it still stung some. The kiss was pleasant, and turned into a playful nibble of her throat as they kissed their way up her neck and chin, finally meeting her mouth.

“Mmm…” was all the half-demon could say, feeling a little less hurt at the affection. She kissed back, eager to feel as though someone — especially this particular lover — truly cared. A hand caressed her face, and she let her long pink tongue dart out and lick the salt from the soft flesh of her lover’s neck. She enjoyed hearing a gasp, followed by a moan as she suckled the area.

Her partner motioned for her to roll back over, and she did so, but not without hesitation escort istanbul and a shudder from a memory she tried to forget. As soon as her back was turned to her lover, the sole hand resumed its teasing dance while the other hastily slipped back over her mouth to try and muffle the loud peals of laughter to those walking just outside their door. They didn’t want any other patrons of this place getting curious and discovering them together — that would spell trouble, and possibly being chased out of the town.

Amused, and wanting to reciprocate the well-meant attention, the girl took her bedfellow’s fingers gently into her mouth and began to suck lightly, lingering on the sensitive fingertips and licking them in an exaggeratedly slow fashion, which she knew was torture for her other. She heard a stifled moan, and she smiled.

She caught the hand that was still dancing, and held it still gently but firmly. She didn’t want to crush anything, which she certainly would if she didn’t watch herself carefully. The wrist was delicate and smooth, the hand likewise — this was not someone used to labor and brutal fighting, as she herself was.

With a look of sin in her eyes, the silver-haired girl turned over to face the human beside her, planting a kiss on the lips that seemed to be begging for attention. The human woman simply smiled and playfully pushed her out of the bed. They should go down and eat something, she said. They could resume this later.

—-

Author’s Note: The two women here are the same pair from “Unexpected Pleasures.” This story was originally an experiment in writing without naming the characters, and conveying as much as possible through description alone. It is purposely not as erotic as its companion piece. Let the reader add their own imagination to the pair’s play.

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Sunday

Jack stepped off the train and breathed in the cool fresh air. It had been a long conference and an even longer, stuffier train journey back. He was glad to finally be almost home.

He looked up the platform signs and shuffled his way towards the exit along with the rest of the rabble. He slowly trudged out from the platform to the pick up point.

Anna was due to pick him up at this time. He hadn’t seen her for 4 days and he was having withdrawal symptoms. He had also made a personal vow not to masturbate or touch his cock for the entire time they were apart. It had been fine for the first 2 days but last few nights his cock had grown and he was desperate to touch it and please himself.

Now, standing and waiting for Anna to collect him in her car, his cock was beginning to stir just thinking of her. He shuffled his position as he stood to allow room for his growing erection.

Then he saw her.

She drove into the station car park and made her way over to his position at the pick up zone. She drove into the bay and parked up.

Jack opened the boot in the back and threw his bag into the car. He then made his way to passenger door, opened it and stepped inside. He sat down heavily in the seat and looked across at Anna. She leaned over to him.

She looked into his eyes and passionately kissed him. Her hand wrapped around the back of his head and her other hand held the side of his face. Anna’s lips gripped tightly around his mouth and her tongue slid inside his. She licked the bottom of his tongue and it circled and danced around his mouth. Jack’s tongue reached out to meet Anna’s tongue. She closed her lips around it and sucked it tightly as she pulled away.

“God Jack,” she breathed heavily, “I’ve missed you. I’ve thought of you all week.”

“Me too,” Jack responded.

“How was it?” She queried.

“For around 80% of the time it was dull. But there were some interesting points. How was your week?” Jack asked lightly.

“Work was fun, as usual. Grant was pissed you had gone instead of him. He had me running around all week for him and constantly kept leering over me…as usual,” Anna explained.

Jack knew old Grant was a bit of a pervert at the firm and, having Anna as his very own PA, just gave him fuel for his own entertainment.

Jack looked across at Anna now, wondering how this beauty had stumbled into his life. She wore a light, cotton summer dress that showed off her tanned legs. As she drove off, the muscles in her thighs and calves delicately danced as each leg worked and manipulated the vehicle’s pedals. The dress was white and Jack could see beyond the hem of the dress and her thighs underneath the almost see-through material.

“Grant is and old pervert, everyone knows it,” Jack responded, “he’s talking about finishing soon anyway. That, or he will be pushed.”

She raised an eyelid at that, “think you’ll join us up on 18 then Jack? I could offer you some very personal assistance then.” She flashed a sexy look across at him.

It was true that conversations had begun about replacing Grant and Jack’s name had been mentioned. He thought he would wait to see where those cards landed when that particular house fell down.

Anna turned back to watching the road intently and he looked at the top of her body. Her breasts were fantastic, pert, shapely and the perfect size for him. The cotton dress clung to her shape and followed the contour lines of her waist up to her breasts. The were firmly pressed against the material of the dress. Jack could just peer down into her cleavage and he made out a white bra. Again, his cock stirred.

“Well, I for one hope you do move up,” Anna suggested. “You work hard enough and…it’d be nice to have someone that us girls could leer over, for a change.”

Jack smiled, “we’ll have to see, won’t we.” He had missed Anna and his cock’s reaction was evidence of it too.

“Jack, I’ve been looking forward to tonight,” she continued, “I’ll be honest with you: I’ve kept my hands to myself all week in preparation. Tonight, we are going to have some fun and I need to cum really hard because I have saved myself for it.”

“Me too,” Jack responded. He looked across at her and she was smiling, she had a cheeky glint in her eyes too.

Her skin was so soft and smooth and, with her hair tied up as it was, he could see her beautiful neck. Her deep brown eyes watched the road, searching for the roads home.

“Daisy and her new boyfriend have been staying over all week,” Anna continued. “But, I’ve told them to be gone by the time I’m back. They’ve been at it almost every night. So I think her training had worked wonders.” She winked across at Jack, again a playful smile formed on her lips.

Jack smiled thinking back to that night, “well done to her,” he said, almost to himself.

“I’ve heard them both coming night after night in my spare room. It’s been a real task keeping my hands above the bed sheets on some nights,” Anna explained, naughtily. “But we’ll have the whole house to ourselves silivri escort tonight, don’t worry.”

Jack wondered whether this could be the night. He had been seeing Anna for around a month now and they had still not had sex. Well, not any penetration anyway. He had cum (a really intense huge amount, on many occasions) but he was yet to slide his cock inside her tight pussy. His cock moved into a fully erect state whilst he thought about the moment. She had explained she wanted to wait and Jack was happy to wait for her. After all, he was still saving fun and having his needs met.

“I’m going to drop you at mine,” Anna explained, “and I’ve just got to pop and get some supples for us. You jump in the shower and I’ll be with you soon afterwards.”

They pulled into her street and Jack leaned forward to hide his erection. She slowed the car outside her house and stopped.

“See you in a bit,” Jack said. He jumped out and smartly walked round to the boot to grab his bag.

Anna wound down the passenger window and shouted, “hey! Don’t forget these.” She threw a set of keys to him and he caught the deftly with one hand. He quickly ran up the drive and unlocked the door. Jack then retraced his steps and handed her the keys back.

“Back soon Jack,” she looked down at his clear erection and smiled, “make sure you wait for me.” With that, she sped off. Jack watched the car, turned and made his way up to the open door. He grabbed his bag and pushed it inside. Jack closed the door behind him and slowly made his way up the stairs towards Anna’s bedroom.

Once there, he let his bag drop to the floor in the corner and started to remove his clothes. It had been a long week and a shower was very much needed. Jack stood there in just his briefs and moved over to start the shower up.

Then he heard something.

Jack froze and listened.

There it was again. The sound of movement. Next door, in the spare room.

Wearing just his briefs, Jack picked up Anna’s straighteners and held them like a short sword above his head: Ready to strike.

He crept round to the spare room and quietly eased the door open to peer inside. He pushed it further and silently stepped in.

There was no intruder. But it was certainly a sight to see.

Laying on the bed in a spread-eagled, star shape was Anna’s friend Daisy. She was completely naked and her arms and ankles had been tied to each corner of the bed with scarves. She had been firmly tied down and couldn’t move. She was wearing a black blindfold that completely covered her eyes.

Jack lowered the straighteners and looked at the young woman in front of him. Her breasts were pert and a little smaller than Anna’s and, because of being tied down, her legs looked very long and toned. Jack could see her pussy lips. They were wet and open. His erection was already rock hard and it pulsed in his briefs as he looked at Daisy like this.

Jack wondered what on earth was going on here. Had Anna set this up for him? Was it some sort of test? Not a good day for a test after staying celibate for the week, he thought. Of course, it could have been a sexy game that had gone wrong. If so, where was Daisy’s boyfriend?

Jack silently passed over to the bed. A floorboard creaked as he walked and Daisy’s head instantly turned towards the sound, “Ralph? Thank goodness you came back. You’ve been downstairs for ages. Quickly, I’m really aroused, lets get it over with before Anna and Jack get here.”

Now Jack understood. Ralph (obviously Daisy’s current boyfriend) had just left her here as sone sort of cruel joke. What a dick, Jack thought.

“Hurry Ralph,” Daisy begged, “I’ve got so wet laying here like this.”

Daisy obviously thought that Jack was Ralph, returned to finally fuck her.

Jack smiled and moved over close to the bed. He reached over her naked chest to her tied up right arm at the furthest corner of the bed.

“Hmmm…Ralph…I can feel your cock against my breast.”

Jack had inadvertently pushed his cock against her whilst leaning over her naked frame. He instantly moved back.

“Come on Ralph,” Daisy continued to beg, “quickly, get that cock out a fuck me with it. I neeeed to cum.” She shook her arms against her material shackles.

Jack looked down at her body and his cock strained against his briefs. He looked down at his hands and thought of things he could do right now. He wanted to stroke her breasts and slide his fingers into that wet pussy. He could place his cock in her mouth and get her to milk his cock with her lips.

But he couldn’t do it.

“Daisy, it’s Jack.”

Daisy gasped and fell silent. Jack lifted the blindfold from her eyes and she squinted in the brightness as she looked up at Jack.

“Jack…I…er…” she stumbled over her words.

“Don’t worry Daisy. I think he left. Don’t worry, let me cover you up,” Jack reassured her.

“I knew it! The bastard!” Daisy exclaimed. She turned her head and saw Jack in just his tight briefs with his cock bakırköy escort fully erect.

Jack clarified the situation for her, “Don’t worry. Anna dropped me home and I was getting in the shower when I heard you. Hence my…er…lack of clothes.”

Daisy smiled as she focused her eyes on his erection. She raised her eyebrows, “and…that?”

“Er…I was…er…”

“Don’t worry Jack,” she smiled, “I suppose a naked tied up woman on a bed might do that to a man. Was it my breasts?”

Jack glanced down at her breasts when she said the word. Her nipples standing erect.

“Or was it me being tied up and helpless laying here and begging to be fucked,” she continued.

Jack shifted his position as his cock strained in his briefs.

“Or,” Daisy teased, “was it my soft, wet pussy? Did you look at it Jack? Wet and ready to be filled.”

Jack stood in silence next to her still tied to the bed.

“Have a closer look at it now Jack, go on. I won’t tell,” Daisy instructed.

Jack glanced down at her pubic mound. He couldn’t see her pussy lips from this position.

“No Jack. A proper look. Get down and have a look.”

Jack looked at her and thought about what was about to happen. It’s just looking, he justified.

He moved down to the foot of the bed and placed his elbows onto the mattress. He shuffled his body forwards to get a closer look. Her pussy was wet. Her lips were flushed and he could just make out the opening of her pussy. He looked closely and could see that her clitoris had protruded from under its hood.

“Is it wet Jack?” Daisy questioned. “It feels wet. I was desperate to cum Jack…I still am. See my clit Jack. I would only need a few rubs there and I could cum. Please Jack, please…” she begged. She was thrusting her hips up trying to tempt Jack.

His cock was straining and he was desperate to touch the pussy in front of him. He blew lightly over her clit. She reacted and moved her hips.

“Pleeeeeaaaase Jack, just touch it or release my hand, I want to cum now!” She was desperate now.

Jack stood up and moved backwards from the edge of the bed. He sighed and gently rubbed his hard cock over his briefs. He knew that he too would cum quickly over her were he to give it some attention. He thought about just stroking his cock over her pussy.

“Daisy! What has happening here?!” Anna suddenly appeared in the doorway. “I’ve been listening for the last 5 minutes and Jack..I’m impressed. But Daisy, you are such a tease.”

Anna stepped into the room, her dress flowed up and behind her as she stepped confidently forward. She passed Jack and stood at the side of the bed.

“I’m sorry your ‘so called’ boyfriend left you her feeling frustrated but Jack can’t do anything about that.” Anna was talking quickly, she seemed annoyed but her face had a faint smile and the mischievous look was back in her eyes.

“Sorry Anna,” Daisy pleaded, “I never knew it was Jack at the beginning and then the lust just seemed to overwhelm me. I’m so sorry.”

“You should be,” Anna responded. She looked down at Daisy – still naked AND still tied to the bed – and she smiled.

Jack looked at Daisy too. Her calves were stretched by the by the way Ralph had tied her to the bed and her tanned legs looked long and toned.

“Right,” Anna abruptly said, “let’s see…”

Anna leaned over Daisy and placed her hand instantly on Daisy’s wet pussy. Anna instantly started circling Daisy’s clit very quickly.

Daisy gasped from the sheer speed and force used by Anna, “Oh, ohhh fffuck.”

Anna continued her rapid stroking, “this is what you wanted wasn’t it?” Anna demanded, “you said just a few strokes and you’d cum, isn’t that right Jack?”

Jack silently nodded and watched as Daisy’s hips started to jerk and match the rhythm of the pleasurable assault to her wet pussy.

“Yes,” she groaned, “hmmmm…I’m so close…”

Anna’s stroking speed was relentless. She was using just her left hand as she bent over the naked girl tied to the bed. “Wow, you were aroused…”

Daisy arched her hips off the bed, “fffffuck…don’t stop…don’t stop…”

But Anna did stop. Just before Daisy’s orgasm overwhelmed her. “Oh dear Daisy, I thought you said you were really close.”

“Ohhhh ggggod, I’m so close. Please, just a little more…please,” Daisy begged.

Anna looked at Jack who had moved to the bottom of the bed to watch more closely. She looked down at his hard cock. Every inch of it was clearly visible through his tight white briefs. She licked her lips and turned her attention back to Daisy. “Let’s see how wet this pussy really is then.”

Anna placed her hand back down at Daisy’s pussy. She slid two fingers straight inside up to her knuckles. “Wow, you were right. You are very wet,”

Daisy groaned, “ohhh, please fuck me, fuck me please.”

Anna left her fingers inside and she started wiggling her fingers against the roof of Daisy’s pussy. Daisy instantly reacted and her hips started gyrating şirinevler escort and grinding into Anna’s fingers.

“Fffffuck…don’t stop…I’m going to cum…please don’t stop…oh ffffuck…”

Anna pulled her fingers out.

Daisy’s pussy lips pulsed and stayed wide open for Jack to see. “Fuck Anna. Awww, this is killing me, I need to cum,” Daisy was starting to get a little angry now.

Anna giggled. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and placed the wet fingers in her mouth and tasted Daisy’s juices. Anna looked across at Jack and started to lift her cotton dress up over her body.

He watched as her sexy toned body was revealed. She unhooked her bra and Jack saw her swollen breasts and erect nipples. Anna continued to undress and eased her white thong down her legs and onto the floor.

“Everyone’s naked now Jack, join us,” Anna said.

Jack pushed his tight briefs over his thighs. He erect cock flicked back against his stomach as the elastic waistband flicked over his cock.

Anna gasped when she saw his cock, “get up on your knees on the bed Jack, in between her legs.”

Jack kneeled between Daisy’s open legs on the bed. His cock, rock hard, was pointing up over Daisy’s body.

Anna joined then on the bed. She stood up with a leg either side of Daisy’s head. Daisy looked straight up and she could see Anna’s trimmed pussy directly above her head now. Anna was facing Jack on his knees in between Daisy’s legs.

Daisy slowly lowered herself down so that she was balancing on her haunches closely above Daisy’s head.

“You’re going to watch me now Daisy.” Anna instructed. Anna lowered her hand down to her own pussy and slowly started stroking her pussy lips. “Hmmmm, that feels so good. I’ve been so wet and ready to cum all week and now, Daisy, you’re just going to watch.”

Daisy’s eyes watched intently as Anna stroked her pussy. Daisy’s mouth was just inches away from Anna’s wet hole.

“Ohhh god. This is what your pussy needs isn’t it Daisy? Hmmm…just fast stroking…fffffuuuuck!” Anna moaned. She was concentrating on her clit and using small circles that brushed over her protruding bud.

Jack watched intently. His cock was pulsing and pre-cum had gathered at the top of his cock.

Daisy was desperate for someone touch her. She was groaning whilst tied to the bed.

“Kneel closer Jack and stroke your cock over that pussy. Oh shhiiit,” Anna moaned.

Jack shuffled on his knees further up the bed. His knees now rested against Daisy’s thighs. He held his cock in his hand and looked down. He was just above Daisy’s pussy. He could feel the base of his balls against her pussy lips. Daisy moaned when she felt the soft touch but knew it wasn’t enough stimulation for her. She groaned in frustration.

Jack used one hand to balance his weight and his other hand was tightly gripping his hard cock.

Suddenly Anna leavned forwards too. Her face was now extremely close to Jack’s face. Their noses were nearly touching. Anna looked directly into Jack’s eyes. She was still stroking her clit and her breathing was becoming shorter as she breathed through her nose.

Jack had to slow down. He was already very close to cumming and now, feeling Anna’s breath on his lips, he was tilting towards his orgasm.

“Jack,” Anna whispered whilst looking directly at him, “stroke that cock. Fffffuuuuck! I’m close Jack.” Her eyes were beginning to roll up into her head. “Look Jack…look at how close I am to her mouth.”

Jack looked down and Daisy was transfixed at the attention Anna was giving to her clit. He knew Anna would be able to feel Daisy’s breath on her pussy. He gripped his cock tighter and started to keep his hand still and use his hips to fuck his hand slowly.

“God Jack,” Anna continued whilst staring directly into his eyes, “I want…I want us to c-c-c-cum together. Oh fuck, oh god. I’m going to count down. Cum with me.”

Jack had to stop. He felt his orgasm building.

“3,” Anna whispered. She sped up even faster on her clit.

“2,” she continued. Jack thrust his cock forward in his fist. He gripped it tight and the feeling was incredible.

“1,” Anna mouthed without talking. All the breath gone from her body. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”

Anna thrust down onto her hand and her mouth gently brushed against Jack’s. Her pussy briefly brushed against Daisy’s mouth.

“Ffffuck. OH GOD…OH GOD…NNNGGGGGG! I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING!” Anna screamed.

A week of no masturbating had caused her to have an intense orgasm over Daisy’s mouth.

Jack thrust forward and a huge amount of cum exploded from his steel cock. It spurted out over Daisy’s breasts. He pulled his hips back and thrust forward again. His cum flew out over Daisy’s stomach. He thrust again, still more cum to get out. It dribbled out of his cock and down onto Daisy’s pussy. Jack used his hand to milk his cock one more time and again the white stream covered Daisy’s pussy and her pussy lips.

Daisy felt every drop of cum land on her tied up naked body. She was extremely frustrated and was in desperate need for some attention.

“Ohhh god. Fffuck…that was hot and intense. I bet you’re desperate to cum aren’t you Daisy?” Anna looked down at Daisy’s cum-covered body and smiled. What do you think Jack? Shall we let her cum?”

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His freshly shaven balls felt so nice in my mouth. I could feel his seed filling them up. I had poured honey over them earlier and the sweet never added to his balls. I inhaled the scent of his liquid soap as well. He used ocean breeze and it agreed with his body chemistry. His cock kept bobbing on the end of my forehead and I sucked his nads.

I worked my way up the underside of his shaft, feeling the veins throb as he got harder. Taking his cock head in my mouth, I went slow and easy as this was my first time sucking another man’s cock. I ran my teeth gently over the head as I took him a little bit deeper in my mouth. He moaned “are you sure this is your first time?” he grunted as I sucked him in another little bit.

I just hummed “uh huh “as I sucked him harder. He shoved his cock deeper into my mouth and I gagged. He was average if you call six inches average.

Before I went to real time, I had practiced escort kocaeli on bananas, cucumbers, and male shaped dildos before. I had only gotten up to 3 inches. But this was real it throbbed in my mouth. His precum coated the inside of my mouth. He grabbed the back of head and pushed hard into me with a grunt and blew his load in my mouth. His hot seed seemed to be never ending. It was salty and sweet. But then again, he was young dumb and full of fun. Oops or he was before I sucked him off.

He rubbed his dripping meat over my face and slapped it on my forehead. He laughed and said, “I anoint you a fag cocksucker!”

I laughed with him as some if his sperm dripped off my chin. I felt so good to become aware of this sexual side of me. It may have been my first suck job, but I got a strong feeling it wasn’t to be my last, in face my 25 year old stud, stroked his hard cock and it was nice and hard again. That is the thing kocaeli anal yapan escort bout young men, they could get hard at a moment’s notice,

He grabbed my face and pushed his cock down my throat again.

This time I got into a dream space and thought back about fifteen years ago, How I had been in a yahoo chat room. Yes, that is how far back this was taking shape. A guy whispered me and asked if I was gay I was like “NO!”

But he said we could just talk for a bit,. Yes, it was calm talk for a bit, but then he started talking sex. I was amazed at how hard I got, my cock throbbed like never. When I came it was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. He left shortly after that probably cause his wife came home Typical troll. get his nut and leave

I saw him again and I asked if we could chat again, but he said he was busy, I was disappointed. But I izmit yabancı escort did find someone who as more willing than he. It was in Hotmail chat and this guy and I started talking and we agreed to Sunday morning stroke offs on cam. Hey once you open Pandora’s box.

So, we would turn out our cams and he would show me his nine inches of smooth cock. He would stroke on cam and I did too. He would come and then leave. Yes, a pattern. This went on for a couple of months and one Sunday he wasn’t there. Heartbroken yes cause no one else could do to me what he did. It was such a pretty cock.

So, I roamed the rooms, and someone told me of Silver daddies chat. That was fun for a bit, but again trolls galore.

But I knew I wanted not cam or cyber. So, this is when I met this young stud. He was local, and we met for coffee We sort of hit it off and well here we are

Me sucking his sweet young cock and him gladly giving me his huge loads. I am so eager to receive his sperm, I think if I was a woman I would be a full time pregnant slut. I love sperm that much and yes, his sperm is so creamy, I wonder can you freeze it and make sperm ice cream.

Oh well back to sucking my 25 year old stud!

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An early start of the weekend was almost in sight for Tim. He and his wife, Kathy, had agreed earlier to get away for a few days. Leaving early would give them more time to enjoy the weekend.

Most of the day had been spent dealing with yet another adjustment to his team’s project schedule. Things were impossibly tight, but he had almost worked in the new requirements into project timeline.

The buzzing sound followed by a Janice’s voice broke his concentration. “The mailroom just brought up a package for you. Do you want me to bring it in so you can so check to see if it was what you were expecting?”

Feeling a slight rush of anticipation, Tim tried to speak evenly “Janice, thanks, that would good.”

The door opened and Janice peaked her head through and walked towards his desk. “I didn’t know if you had slipped by me and run away after this morning. Is what you were waiting for?”

Tim looked up from his work checked the package’s return address, “Yeah, that’s it. Thanks for bringing it in. If I can straighten this mess out soon, I might be even be able to leave when Kathy gets here.”

“I hope that the two of you enjoy your weekend,” said Janice as she left the room and closed the door.

Wrapping up the new project schedule took an hour. Tim glanced at the time. He had to be out front in ten minutes when Kathy showed up. Shutting the computer down, he tucked the package into his briefcase and head out the door.

As Tim stepped outside, Kathy was pulling up in her Mini convertible. The wind had slightly tussled her shoulder length dark blonde hair. Her smile was radiant, but it faded slightly as she spied his briefcase.

“Work?” She asked, stopping the car beside him. “Nope, no work. I just didn’t want to leave this at the office.”

“Promise?”

He nodded, her smile returned as she looked Tim up and down with her blue eyes. “Well then, I guess I’ll let you in.”

“That’s really big of you, babe,” said Tim tossed as he tossed his briefcase and tie in the back seat ad climbed into the passenger seat. His eyes were drawn to her clingy blouse. Her nipples were evident, as was her ample cleavage. “Nice shirt, ” he said approvingly.

“I do have to keep you interested you know.” Kathy cooed as she pulled away from the curb, smoothly shifting into second gear, the wind starting to blow hair away from her neck as she smoothly shifted into third gear.

The trip was only a few hours by back roads, Kathy made good time along the curvy back roads. Once they checked in, Tim brought up the luggage from the car. He took kocaeli escort care to place his briefcase and tie down near the night stand on his side of the bed. While Kathy checked her makeup in the mirror, Tim walked up to her ran his hand along her tight ass and realized that she was wearing a thong. Kathy turned, smiled and ran her hand along his stiffening member.

“Dinner first. You’ll need the energy for later.”

Tim found it hard to focus on dinner for three reasons. Kathy occasionally caressed his crotch with her fingers and she flirted with the waiter. He also knew that her thong was soaked from those two things.

They burst into the room after a hurried walk back from the hotel dinning room. Tim was barely through the door before Kathy unzipped his pants to finally free his cock. She sucked the head hungrily into her warm wet mouth, tasting drops of him on her tongue. Tim was unbuttoning her blouse so he could fondle her firm breasts she had been teasing him with since she had picked him up.

Kathy let go of his cock long enough to step out of her skirt and kicked off her shoes. Tim quickly threw off his remaining clothes, moving toward her almost naked body. He purposefully reached for her, pulling her close. Grasping her thong firmly, he deftly ripped it from her body. She gasped in surprise.

He picked her up and carried her to their king size bed, setting her gently down on her back on the soft sheets. He slowly kissed her deeply on the mouth while exploring her body with his hands. Her skin was soft and warm against his body.

He heard Kathy breathing heavily as he kissed down her neck and shoulders. Pausing around her breasts, he heard a soft moans which increased as he licked his way to her glistening pussy lips. Her fragrence beckoned him to taste her.

Kathy’s moans grew more urgent as Tim kissed her shaved pussy lips and massaged her clit with his tongue and teased her ass with his fingers.

“Ohhh Baby. Touch my ass. Yeah. Play with my ass. I love feeling your tongue and, ohhh, your finger in my ass.”

Several minutes passed and Tim started to thrust his tongue into her pussy, increasing the frequency of Kathy’s moans. Soon he stopping probing her pussy with his tongue, licked his way back up her flat stomach to her full breasts. He started sucking her nipples while he rubbed his cock around her clit. Kathy, who had been rubbing her hands through the Tim’s hair started to stiffen in anticipation of getting filled up with his cock.

“Oh…baby, yeah stick that big cock in me.” She cried.

“Not yet. darıca escort Someone naughty has been teasing me all night.”

With that he picked up his wife and rolled her on her hands and knees, facing away from him. He proped her on some pillows so could relax.

“Reach back and spread your ass cheeks apart.” he commanded.

Katy obidiently reached behind her, spreading her ass cheeks, exposing her puckered hole to him.

“That’s my naughty wife.”

Tim resumed playing with her clit and began to lick and probe her ass with his tongue. Pressing his face against her firm ass, he pushed his tongue into her tight hole.

“Mmmmm…Oh…yeah…fuck my ass with your tongue. “

He pulled his fingers away and moved his hands to her ass checks, roughly grabbing them after moving Kathy’s hands away. Kathy’s arms limply fell to her side, the pleasure causing her to lose control.

The sudden slap of his right hand stung her right cheek caused Kathy breathe in sharply.

He lost himself between kissing and slapping her ass, but her demand for his cock got his attention. “Please, put your cock in my pussy. I need you so bad. Give it too me hard.”

“You’d better get me ready then.”

He turned her over and slid her off the pillows, onto the center of the bed. The sheets didn’t cool the burning skin where he had spanked her.

Tim sat on his side of the bed, his cock sticking staight up. Katy leaned forward to take him in her mouth. She licked and sucking his shaved cock and balls as well, her saliva coating him. She started to bob her head up and down his shaft.

Tim started to feel the cum boiling in his balls, too soon pulled her off his cock, retrieving his tie from where it had fallen. Returning to her, he asked “What do you want?”

“Cock. I need…I need cock.” She gasped between breathes.

“Whose cock do you want?”

“Any cock that will fuck me now.”

He wrapped his tie around her eyes and blindfolded her with it. He had expected her to say something like that, since she had told him a particular fantasy a week ago.

“Tell me again about how you want to suck one cock while getting fucked from behind by another…” He told her while reaching into the brief case to retrieve the realistic 7 inch silicon cock with balls and a suction cup that he had ordered while she slept after telling him her fantasy and had finally arrived earlier that day.

“I’d love to taste a large cock throbbing in my mouth with another fucking my tight pussy from behind. I’d go crazy when they gölcük escort both came in me. That would be so hot, acting like a complete slut for and getting two guys to come inside me.”

She grabbed for his cock, but Tim put the dildo in her hand before she got to his cock.

“You’d better get this stud ready for you” he said.

“So this is what he has in mind,” she thought to herself as she grabbed the dildo. Smiling slightly, she spoke aloud “I can’t wait to suck his big cock. You don’t mind, do you Tim?”

Between slurps she said, “Well, are you going fuck my pussy while I get this guy to shoot his cum down my throat?”

Tim slapped her ass again, making her gasp and almost dropping the dildo.

“Don’t you want to me to blow this cock?” she asked.

Tim grabbed the dildo from her and said. “I think that you better suck me off, while you fuck him doggie style.” He stuck the base of the dildo on the head board and guided her shuddering body down the fake cock until her ass hit the head board. “Oh god! He really has a big cock! I hope that he knows how to use it.” She started to rock her body back and forth, up and down the cock.

Tim kneeled up on the bed, grabbed her hair and guided her mouth to his waiting cock.

“Why don’t you show him how good you are with your mouth?”

Kathy moaned as she opened her mouth for his throbbing prick. She slid her left hand down to her clit, while she held onto Tim’s ass with her right. She rocked back and forth, increasing her pace, alternately sliding up Tim’s cock in her mouth and the dildo in her pussy. .

Between her hand, Tim’s cock in her mouth, the dildo in her pussy, her ass slapping up against the headboard and preteding to live out one or her fantasies, Kathy was starting to feel herself tense. Seeing how close she was pushed Tim even closer to the edge.

“You look so fucking hot playing with two cocks.”

A deep moan escaped from Kathy’s throats, the vibrations sent Tim to the edge before he was ready.

“Oh Kathy, I’ve got to come. I’m almost there”

Kathy opened her throat, pulling Tim’s cock all of the way inside her. His hot cum shot down into her throat in several spurts.

Feeling his cock erupt started Kathy’s orgasm. A wave rushed over her, crashing down. She opened her mouth and Tim’s cock slipped out. No words came as she rode the dildo and her fingers as more waves crashed down over her.

Tim could not even kneel and collapsed on the bed in front of her. Kathy, spent from her orgasm, fell onto his chest. Both were breathing heavily, exhausted. Tim’s arms wrapped around her, holding her close.

“That was a pretty hot way to start out the weekend. I wasn’t expecting anything like that this weekend.”

“I thought you might like what was in my briefcase. I was so turned on, I almost wish it was real.”

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For months and months on end, I’ve all of a sudden had this obsession for my sister Sarah, She has nice long hair down to her back, and she looks sexy in her nurse’s outfit she wore for a nightclub one night. It all started with the Internet I got talking to this guy who told me all about his incest experiences with his family. I got quite turned on by the idea. The next day when I was alone I went through my sisters draw and I found lots of nice thongs and to my amazement I found out that her bra size was 36C which I got quite aroused by.

I also found a white paper bag and inside was contraceptive pills, which were for her and her boyfriend.

Late august 2001, my mum and dad went away for the week for a holiday to Greece and I was at home with my sister and her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is a complete wanker, anyway. On one Tuesday night I heard my sister and her boyfriend having sex. I got extremely aroused and started masturbating then went to my room and masturbated. The week passed and a few weeks after that, my sister had a kocaeli escort bayan shower one night and I thought that I would spy on her through the keyhole…

I did and I never got caught but all I saw were her tits. In September 2001 she went on holiday with her boyfriend to Spain. she showed me the pictures when she came back.

One Saturday after her holiday she just had a shower and when she got out she said ‘Ian, come over here for a minute’ and I though that’s she was going to ask me why I was spying on her.

She said ‘I am badly sunburnt, can you rub some cream all over me?’

Not knowing what to quite say I said ‘I…YES, ok then I will’

She got the after sun cream and she took off her towel and leaned over her bed. I got an instant hard-on. I proceeded to rub the cream all over her teenage tits. After her front, I rubbed all over her back and I even rubbed her asscheeks exposing her nice ring piece.

‘That feels nice’ she said.

‘I know’ I replied in a soft voice.

Then the erect cock kocaeli sınırsız escort of mine, touched her asscheek, I was shitting myself worrying what she would say.

‘What was that?’ she exclaimed

‘Nothing’ I replied with a guilty voice.

‘Tell me please what it was’ I could tell she liked it

‘It was my … you know’ I said

‘OH I see, can I see it’ I thought why would my sister want to see her own brothers cock, I didn’t think she was quite incestuous as I was.

She pulled off my boxer shorts to expose my red bell end and hard, stiff cock.

‘I LOVE YOUR COCK’ She said, I couldn’t believe what I was saying.

‘You have a boyfriend’ I said

‘Who said anything about sex?!’ she sharply said back at me as I was shocked.

‘Well …’

‘Well what’ she said, ‘come on say it I want to hear it’

‘Well, I like the look of your body and you like my cock then you know what I mean’

I thought she was going to slap me with that horrible look on her izmit anal yapan escort face.

All she did was lick the end of my cock and played with her pussy, I could not believe it, all the months I’ve waited for this and my sister is giving me oral.

After a few minutes, I came in her mouth and she swallowed it, she swung her legs round and positioned her pussy above my face, I began to suck her cunt juices with my tongue, it darted all around her quivering cunt.

After we both came again, she climbed on top of me, and said.

‘Fuck my boyfriend Scott, you’re the next best thing’ as her boyfriend is in the army, se doesn’t get much sex off him. I asked.

‘What about a condom?’ with a puzzled look on her face she replied.

‘I’m on the pill sweetheart’ that’s when I remembered and slid my cock into her tight little cunt. I rocked back and forth feeling every part of her cunt as she felt every inch of my cock thrust into her hard and deep.

We fucked for at least 20 minutes in various positions as we both came a few times, but the last time I came she moaned ‘I love you Ian, show your big sister what you can do!’ and I shot the biggest load of my life into her pussy. We lay there in a heap for about 10 minutes and then we got changed and snuggled up for the rest of the evening watching the T.V.

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Hiya readers. This is another one in the “Heather and Bryan” series which began with “An Empty House and A Full Pussy”. I hope you like it, your votes will let me know. Enjoy!

*

As he rode in the elevator to his girlfriend’s new apartment, Bryan realized he was whistling out loud.

Well, why the hell not? His affair with his hot sister, adorable, sexy redheaded Heather was still going strong. Stronger than ever, as a matter of fact. Whenever the pair were alone, they were all over each other. One time, they had been out for dinner and Heather had given her brother a blowjob under the table in a restaurant. Another time, they were at an Auto Race and Bryan fingered her horny little cunt under the blanket while everyone else was oblivious. They went over to their Aunt Alexus’s apartment as often as they could, fucking for her enjoyment, then drawing her into their web of kink.

Heather and he saw other people from time to time, for appearances sake. But this time, things were different. Bryan was sure tonight was the night. He was going to score with Racquel, he was going to get into the panties of his new, sexy girlfriend. Bryan was hoping to fuck her and fuck her good!

It had been a long wait — nearly 2 months. Thank God Heather had been around to help the horny man take the edge off, any sexual game he wanted to play, his sister was up for . However, Racquel was worth waiting for. The college-cutie was one of the hottest pieces he’d ever seen. Bryan and Racquel met in the Campus Bookstore and struck up a conversation. Despite being drop-dead hot, the attractive, petite brunette was into some of the same things as Bryan — Anime, comics and retro-60’s music. They’d hit it off immediately, going out that night for pizza and to see “Spirited Away”. They were so happy in each other’s company, it didn’t bother Racquel in the slightest that she was 2 years older than Bryan.

The couple became nearly inseparable after their first date. Heather teased her brother that she had a rival. In some ways, it was true. Racquel made him laugh, they had so much in common. She, like Bryan, used both sugar and Sugar Twin in her coffee. She hated “coffee drinks” and thought Starbucks coffee was bat-piss. She hated ketchup on almost everything. Racquel loved Earl Grey tea and Shortbread Cookies. She called Rap Music “Missing C” music. In short, she was a perfect match for Bryan and her unpredictability kept him on his toes.

Nor was Racquel wasn’t the kind of girl who shied away from an argument. She didn’t back down if she felt she was right. Many was the time the caramel-skinned beauty had challenged Bryan on his viewpoints, and he had to admit, she gave him food for thought. One of them was his wanting them to jump into the sack.

They were on the sofa at his place, lips fused together, Bryan’s hand was sliding under her blouse. Racquel removed it and stared at him, determination marking her pretty features. Her brown eyes looked directly at him.

“Sweetie, if we rush, it won’t be right. I want our first time to be memorable. Believe me, I want it as much as you do, but I’m not going anywhere, I promise you.”

Bryan knew that, but it was driving him nuts. Racquel was so fucking sexy, she had those gorgeous round tits, that round, sexy ass and those legs — he knew she was hot, he’d seen Racquel in her shortest-shorts and skimpy bikinis, but he wanted the entire fucking package!

Thank God he still had his romps with Heather, and occasionally, their Aunt Alexus, to take the edge off. The two women profitted greatly from Bryan’s increased horniness, he fucked them more energetically than either could remember.

Tonight was their 2-month anniversary, so Bryan had stopped off and bought her lilacs — Racquel was allergic to roses — and a box of White Chocolate “Bark”. He’d even rented her favorite movie, “When Harry Met Sally.” He was intent on letting Racquel know how special she was. He also had an ulterior motive, Bryan hoped she’d finally relent and let him into the bedroom. If she didn’t, Racquel was still worth all the effort. The young woman merely had to smile and Bryan melted into a puddle of goo. Unique — that is the word he would have used to describe her.

Bryan sensed that their first time would be incendiary. While they were making out, it was obvious Racquel was a woman of great passion. He’d only known a few girls that could give the petite brunette a run for her money.

The elevator ground to a halt on her floor and he made his way to Racquel’s apartment. It was a nice building, well-lit and clean. Using the key she’d given him, he let himself in and looked around. There didn’t seem to be any sign of Racquel, he wondered if perhaps one of her classes had run late. Racquel rarely went out on school nights or without Bryan in tow. She was a dedicated student, weeknights were for studying. Bryan looked around for a minute, then he heard muted cries emanating from the bedroom.

Curious izmit escort bayan and concerned, but exercising caution, Bryan made his way to the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, Bryan looked in. What he saw totally blew his mind.

The room was dimly lit, but Bryan could still see what was on the bed. Clad in black lace bra and thong, was his adored Racquel, her eyes closed, soft sighs escaping from her lips. On top of her was a slender, slim-waisted blonde, wearing white silk lingerie and matching stilettos. Bryan could also make out the form of a tall, icy-looking Nordic blonde of about 40 years in age [ or so he supposed ], standing in the corner, watching the goings-on.

Even though he was listening carefully, Bryan could barely make out Racquel’s words, she was being so quiet. Bryan listened to hear what was going on.

“No, no, we really shouldn’t be doing this!” Racquel was saying, but the wriggling movements on the bed belied her words. She was enjoying herself and her protests were meager.

“Oh come on, you horny little bitch, you know you love it!” the blonde atop Racquel hissed, squeezing each of the brunette’s big, round tits.

“Yes, yes, if feels good, but we shouldn’t be having sex, we’re sisters!”

Bryan clamped his hand over his mouth to keep from crying out. Her SISTER? The pretty blonde was the Carrie she’d been telling him about. Wow, oh fuck, I guess Racquel and I have more in common than I thought, he smiled to himself. However, if Bryan thought his shocks for the evening were over, he was sorely mistaken.

The pretty blonde brushed a stray lock of her long blonde hair from her face and turned to the other woman in the room, saying “Don’t be silly, you can’t get preggers this way. Who are we hurting, right Mom?”

“That’s right, darlings.”

Oh-my-fucking-god! The older woman was their mother, Ingrid, who was 42, Bryan knew. What kind of kinky family lezfest was he privy to? He certainly couldn’t object, not with all the secrets in his own closet, yet Bryan was rooted to the spot. He watched as Carrie sat upright and removed the silk lingerie. Racquel’s eyes watched Carrie’s every move while Ingrid moved closer to the bed. The cool, sophisticated blonde placed her hand under Racquel’s chin and cupped it.

“We have nothing to be embarrassed about, my dearest Racquel. It’s a wonderful thing, my little loves, to be able to share our love in this way. We love each other emotionally, tonight we shall share our love physically as well. We will all play, we will be naughty and none will be the wiser.” Ingrid’s cool demeanor masked her sensual intentions, Bryan watched in awed silence.

Ingrid lay down on one side of Racquel, while Carrie moved down the other, until the sexy blonde was facing Racquel’s thong-clad pussy. With a lusty growl, Carrie pulled the tiny garment away from her sister’s muff and buried her face deep in Racquel’s heated pussy. In the meanwhile, Ingrid had removed the bra and was nibbling, sucking, licking her daughter’s dark brown nipples.

Bryan could see a relaxed, tranquil look come over Racquel’s face, she moaned, “Oh Goddd — we shouldn’t be doing this, but don’t stop, you fucking lezzie bitches!” Racquel then moaned at her mother and sister. “Eat my tits, bite ’em, suck my cunt, this feels great!”

Fighting the urge to beat himself off, Bryan watched as his girlfriend enjoyed her lesbian tryst. It was easy to tell from watching both Carrie and Ingrid they were not strangers to the art of loving another woman. Ingrid’s manicured fingers practically flew over her daughter’s trembling, twitching body while Carrie, despite her sister’s bucking form, was not dissuaded from her cuntlapping task.

Ingrid divested herself of the pale blue negligee she had been wearing and now joined her daughters on the bed. The icy-blonde looked down into Racquel’s deep “Bambi” eyes and saw acceptance there. Stroking her daughter’s cheek gently, she moved her body up on the bed and straddled Racquel’s head. Bryan watched as Ingrid lowered herself down and his girlfriend began to eat the first pussy — he assumed — she had ever tasted. From the grin that quickly crossed her face, Bryan knew that Racquel was enjoying each and every lick!

Novice or not, Racquel was a natural. “Jeezuz, that’s incredible!” Bryan heard Ingrid cry out as Racquel feasted on her kinky mother’s snatch. From between Rachel’s legs, Carrie moved up for a second, kissing her mother sweetly.

“Didn’t I tell you the little slut’d be a natural Mom?” Carrie teased.

“Guess it runs in the family!” Racquel purred and returned to eating pussy. Mother and daughters were all smiling now as the bed groaned under the combined weight of the sexy trio.

It was all so sexy, yet Bryan found himself unsure as to what to do. Did he dare to join them? He wasn’t sure. What if Ingrid and Carrie were only into fucking with women? What if Racquel was furious at his intrusion and spying on their play? Perhaps izmit eve gelen escort she still wasn’t ready for a man’s cock. He thought maybe he should leave, but found himself still powerless to move. He watched them play, motionless.

Bryan found it very sensual, in a perverse kind of way. The three women seemed to work in perfect harmony, as if having lesbian sex together was the most natural thing in the world to all of them. Ingrid moved away from Racquel and licked down, down, down her daughter’s copper-skinned body, while Carrie moved up. She and Racquel swapped tongues, then it was Carrie’s turn to receive a licking tongue, while Ingrid feasted on Racquel’s horny cunt.

Bryan observed that Ingrid ate pussy in a whole different style than her daughter. While Racquel’s older sister ate with a ferocious appetite, Ingrid slithered and stroked and caressed. Ingrid flattened the palm of her hand and patted Racquel’s pussy while she licked her, causing Racquel to squeal with joy. “This is great, no, it’s fucking wonderful!” Racquel purred.

“I kept telling you sex was wonderful!” Carrie shot back.

“Well, this kind of sex sure is!” Racquel retorted, her hands clenching the sheets on the bed as her kinky parent ate her out.

Unfortunately — or perhaps, FORTUNATELY — at that moment, Bryan coughed. He tried in vain to stifle it, but the women looked up from the bed and directly at him. He felt himself turning 9 shades of red. He was sure it was all over now, so he decided to just muster up all his courage and be bold.

“Umm — hi!” he said, wishing the ground would swallow him up.

Racquel clutched the sheets around her, yet Ingrid and Carrie made absolutely no attempt to cover up. Carrie took the initiative, boldly breaking the silence that permeated the room.

“Well Racquel, just who is this young studmuffin?”

“Oh — that’s Bryan!” Rachel said in a tiny voice.

“Hmm, Bryan, the new soon-to-be lover?” Ingrid queried.

“Umm, maybe mother — we haven’t had sex yet!” Racquel replied.

“WHAT? Racquel darling, are you insane? Just LOOK at this young man, the build on him. I’ll bet he’s a strong, magnificent lover.” Bryan knew he was grinning ear-to-ear.

Carrie piped in. “Yeah Sis, a hunk like that and you’re not fucking him? Man, if you don’t want to screw him, let me have him. I agree with Mom, bet he’s great in the sack. Hey Mom, I’ve got a great idea! Why don’t we find out?”

Racquel wore a shocked look on her face, as did Bryan. He sure hadn’t planned on anything like this happening tonight. The two women got up from the bed and brought him over to the edge. “Racquel hon, we’re going to fuck the hell out of this stud and show you how much fun you can have fucking, ‘kay baby?” Carrie said, as Ingrid nodded in agreement.

“Okay.” Racquel said meekly.

“Hey, doesn’t the stud have any say in this?” Bryan asked, finally regaining his composure.

Carrie’s eyebrow arched up while her mother walked towards Bryan and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Darling boy, you can’t tell me if two hot women like us approached you on the street — or in a bar — that you wouldn’t fuck us, now can you?”

“No, but … ” Bryan gestured, indicating Racquel who was still on the bed, staring at them.

“But?” Carrie chimed in.

“Umm — Racquel?”

Racquel smiled at her boyfriend, reached out and touched his cheek. She knew he had a good heart, she trusted him completely now. “It’s okay baby, I know all of this may be a lot to take in — it’s unusual, to say the least — but you have my blessing, or permission, or whatever it is you need!”

Ingrid ran her fingers through Bryan’s sandy hair while Carrie was about the business of removing his pants and underwear. Once he was naked, Ingrid and Carrie looked at his lean, muscled body with undisguised admiration.

“You REALLY weren’t fucking this wonderful hunk?” Ingrid asked, teasing her younger daughter a bit. Racquel shook her head, blushing a bit.

“After tonight’s little demonstration, you likely won’t want to stop. We’ll show you the way, baby sister!” Carrie cooed as she moved behind Bryan. He wondered what the sweet-looking blonde was up to when he suddenly felt her tongue rimming his asshole. Just when he thought he couldn’t feel better, Ingrid’s warm, full lips surrounded his cock and began blowing him.

Bryan was a highly experienced lover, but Ingrid gave head like a pro. She didn’t just lick his cock, or suck it, she worshiped it, taking it in deeply, throating him from tip to base and back up again. All his thoughts of the women being lesbos were wiped from his mind as he felt Ingrid and her daughter working in tandem. Blonde hair was flying to and fro as the mother-daughter duo prepared him for the fucking yet-to-cum. Bryan looked over at Racquel, who was idly playing with her pussy and rubbing her big, sexy tits. She blew him a lusty kiss and winked.

Ingrid izmit otele gelen escort was almost agonizingly slow as she sucked Bryan’s dick, but it was intentional torture. She had great plans for the young stud boyfriend and she wanted to make sure he pleasured all of them tonight. Unfamiliar with his powers of endurance, it was her intention to get Bryan hard as hell, yet remain sensually aroused.

While her mother was slurping and sucking Bryan’s hard dick, Carrie leaned over and gave her sister a quick peck on the lips. Next, she moved under Bryan’s meaty balls and squeezed them gently, then shared a tender, erotic kiss with her mother. Carrie and Ingrid eyed Bryan’s throbbing, meaty cock. It was time for the next step.

“Okay, who goes first?” Carrie asked. Ingrid pointed at herself.

“I have the most experience and I want to see if he’ll be skilled enough to fuck my daughters. Come on studly, show me what you can do!” Ingrid said coolly, moving over on her hands and knees. Bryan still couldn’t believe his luck — Ingrid was stunning, even at 42. She was smooth and sleek, no flab, skin totally unblemished. Her legs were long and silky, hair shiny, her pussy pink and inviting. Bryan moved in behind the sensual, icy-cool creature. He stroked her smooth, silky ass, grabbed her hips and readied himself to screw her silly.

Ingrid could feel Bryan’s lean, muscular body behind her, caressing her skin softly, and suddenly, there he was, balls-deep in her cunt. She grunted in tacit approval and moved her lean, fit body back against his invading cock. Bryan was hard and passionate, moving in and out of her horny pussy with practiced ease. She felt a gentle, tingling sensation, so Ingrid glanced over and saw that Carrie was eagerly licking their coupled bodies. Her oldest daughter was such a lezzie slut, just like her mother, but she loved the feeling of a hard cock in her cunt too. Ingrid couldn’t wait to see Carrie take the young man’s dick in her pussy. As Ingrid’s mind went through her lurid fantasies, Bryan gripped the mature beauty’s hips, thrusting his powerful cock deeper and harder within the recesses of her succulent pussy. Bryan was astonished at what a sensual, intense fuck Ingrid was, how smooth she was, how tight her pussy was after having two daughters.

Ingrid gave as good as she got, fuck-wise, moving back against the pair, all the while feeling Racquel’s rich, dark eyes watching them fuck. She could have gone on fucking Bryan for a lot longer, but not wanting to be greedy, Ingrid moved away from Bryan, licking his still-hard dick clean of her juices.

“Yummy, not it’s my turn!” Carrie said eagerly, assertively pushing Bryan down on the bed. Carrie mounted Brendan, Cowgirl was her favorite position.

“You and your mom look a lot alike, but Racquel’s look is totally different!” Bryan said as she wriggled her pussy down around his hard shaft. Ingrid was cool and Nordic in appearance, elegant, while Carrie had the wild, California “Beach Bunny” look, a girl who’d be up for anything. He noted that both Ingrid and Carrie had piercing, ice-blue eyes and a smile that seemed to hint at a perverse secret — or two.

“Uh — we had — fuck, you’re big — uh — different dads!” Carrie grunted as she took all of his dick deep in her pussy. She began to move her hips a bit faster now, he was so good, so deep inside of her. “Mom wasn’t too lucky in the romance department, she was married three times in total, first to my dad, then to a younger guy for a year or so, then she ended up with Racquel’s dad, my dad’s brother .”

“You’re sisters — and cousins?” Bryan asked, incredulously.

“Uh-huh. Weird, huh?” Carrie said, fucking him faster now. Bryan didn’t comment. It added another layer of kink to the proceedings.

Bryan took note that while Ingrid’s way of fucking was slow and sensual, Carrie’s was the polar opposite, wild, frenzied and frenetic. The little wildcat rode Bryan’s throbbing dick with unbridled passion, whooping and laughing while her nails raked against his lean, muscular torso. Carrie moved backwards, forwards, her hips rolling and her body thrusting, grinding, wanting to feel every hard inch of the massive cudgel lodged deep within her cunt.

Bryan knew that the entire evening and the future of his relationship with Racquel, hinged on self-control, his not coming any time soon. No question about it, the way Carrie fucked him was amazing, he had also loved the way the Ingrid made him feel, but all of the heated fucking made him want Racquel more than.

Carrie adored every inch of Racquel’s boyfriend’s big dick, but she also adored her baby sister and wanted this night to be memorable for her. Grudgingly, Carrie moved her body off the hard cock and snuggled in beside her mother. Gently, with unheard words of encouragement, the two women pushed Racquel towards Bryan.

“Was it — good?” Racquel asked in a timid tone Bryan had never heard from her before. She was normally so outgoing, almost brazen, it was almost shocking.

“They were both great hon — but I’ll bet YOU’LL be even better!” Bryan said reassuringly, watching as Racquel took his cock in her tiny hand. She looked at him with her beautiful, dark eyes, seemingly unsure just what to do next.

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