Guns and Dust Ch. 12

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Guns and Dust

– chapter twelve-

Adina leaned back and blew out a breath as Zara and Priav verbally sparred in an open area of the survivor’s camp. Zara sat on the ground, leaned forward, gesturing severely while Priav sat back in a chair someone had provided, just watching her. The mask of control and utter confidence was back. Priav was giving nothing away.

Lew-Lew had pushed the rest of the camp back to keep them at a discrete distance while the negotiations went on.

Why are they arguing?

When Zara finished her diatribe, Lew-Lew stood up. “Maybe we should take a break…”

“Shut up, Lew-Lew!” Zara snarled. “We need to get through this.”

Adina felt Asher shift from where he stood behind her. “Maybe Lew-Lew is right, Zara. I’m not…”

Priav held up a hand. “Shh… the women are speaking.” She didn’t look at Asher, but kept her attention fixed on Zara.

Adina flushed with anger at Priav’s curt dismissal of Asher. She turned, glaring at the Quarry camp leader. “He’s only trying to help.”

Priav turned to her, the stern mask of her authority falling on her. “This is between Zara and I.” Priav inclined her head toward Lew-Lew. “And Lew-Lew. You and the Myrmidon aren’t part of this. Please leave us to work things out.”

Fury boiled in Adina. She locked her eyes on Priav’s.

“Adina…” Asher’s voice held warning.

“Shh!” Adina darted her eyes to him. “Let me do this.”

As she watched his eyes, his expression registered. And her fury was suddenly jousting with confusion. He didn’t look angry or offended at her cutting him off. If anything, he looked proud as he inclined his head, acknowledging her without saying a word to counter her. The corner of his mouth had come up in a subtle, conspiratorial smile. He leaned in close. “Give ’em hell, Adina.”

His smile shifted to a more neutral expression when he leaned back and turned to Priav. “I hope all goes favorably for you.” Then he turned to Zara. “And for you.” He nodded to Lew-Lew. “Lew-Lew.”

Lew-Lew threw his hand up, his wrist once again cocked at a decorous angle. “See you later.”

Part of Adina swelled with pride at him so publicly giving ground to her – just because she’d asked him to. And him making certain she knew how confident he was in her abilities calmed her. Adina pulled herself up tall and turned to face Priav fully.

“We are involved.” She raked Zara and Lew-Lew with a firm gaze. “We do have a say!” She inclined her head to Priav, fixing her eyes on the older woman. “You wouldn’t be here to make a decision if he hadn’t intervened!” She jabbed her finger out toward Asher. “And the only reason he did was because I begged him to!” She turned to Zara. “And until today – this moment, you and the rest of the people with you, didn’t have a future.” Adina indicated the rest of the camp with a wide gesture. “Don’t tell us we don’t have a stake or say in this! We made this happen.” She put her hands on her hips. “Not you.” She nodded sharply at Priav, then at Zara. “And not you!”

Priav rose and came to her, laying a hand on her arm. She just stood for a moment watching her eyes. “Adina.” Priav adjusted so that Zara and Lew-Lew couldn’t see her face. Priav’s expression softened. “Zara is a powerful, passionate woman. She has probably been talked down to or ignored by men her whole life. She’s had to fight for everything. I’m giving her the opportunity show me, and everyone else, who she is. She needs to have her power and independence acknowledged.” Priav just watched her eyes again.

Everything suddenly fell into place. Priav’s entire demeanor had changed when they got to the camp. She’d thought it was Priav taking stock. Adina leaned close and whispered, “So, this is all for show?!”

Priav tilted her head and gave a conspiratorial glance toward Zara and Lew-Lew. “Not all. I still don’t know them, Adina. I want to make sure they understand who is in charge at the Quarry. Dismissing Asher so publicly not only makes Zara feel powerful but sets a tone for the rest of our conversation – strong women coming together to find a way forward.”

Adina narrowed her eyes at Priav. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised by Priav’s canny strategy, but she was.

Priav’s mouth turned up in a wan smile. “Besides, isn’t there someplace you’d rather be while I keep everyone else busy?”

Adina felt blood rush up, her face and chest going suddenly hot. Everything inside her turned sort of awkward and lopsided again. She crinkled an eyebrow at Priav and grinned. “There is.”

Priav pulled Ankara escort herself up straight and squeezed her arm. “See to it that your myrmidon knows that we will talk once we are finished,” Priav announced loudly for Zara and Lew-Lew to hear. Priav’s eyes smiled at her as she let go of her arm and the mask of authority descended again. Priav turned back to Zara and Lew-Lew.

When Adina caught up with Asher, he’d just pulled one of the armored side panels of the bearcat open and was peering inside. He was cleaner than when they’d arrived. There wasn’t extra water to bathe, but he’d scrubbed the blood off with sand and had rinsed his hands and face. He turned at the sound of her boots on the rocky, hard-baked ground. As his eyes walked up her appreciatively, Adina felt like every part of her that his eyes touched heated up. He smiled and leaned against the hot metal skin of the bearcat. “I thought you were going to help with the negotiations.”

Adina walked directly to him, put her hands on his bare torso, sliding them around to his back and pulled herself against him. “I had better things to do.”

He grinned and gave her a quick kiss. “Oh, I agree.” He tossed the wrench he was holding into the tool bag and scooped her up.

After a surprised squeak at his unexpected manhandling, Adina clamped her hands over her mouth to silence her laughter. He stepped up into the open side hatch and waited. “Wanna get the door?” She leaned for the handle and as soon as her hand was on it, she felt his lips on her neck. Adina’s whole body curled at the sensual touch. “Were you going to get the door?” he asked playfully as he continued to kiss her neck making it virtually impossible for her to do anything.

She concentrated, bit her lip and was finally able to slide the door closed.

Asher laid her on the mattress and just watched her. His bluest of blue eyes were mesmerizing and when his fingers pushed her hair back and traced down her cheek, everything inside her came to life. It wasn’t just that she wanted him so badly. It was like a part of her had been missing while they were apart. And that part was back in place again.

She put her lips to his, firm, but not hard, just holding her lips to his before letting their kisses become more intense. She pulled back smiling, running her hands over his dirty face. He still smelled, but it didn’t matter. The fire in Adina’s belly caught again and every nerve seemed to suddenly light up, her arousal now overshadowing everything else. She turned her back to Asher and pushed her butt back against him. “Pull my pants down, but not all the way.”

Asher spooned up against her and Adina pushed back harder, feeling the bulge in his pants. She reached back and put one of his hands on her waistband, her other hand occupied holding onto a shelf. She wiggled her hips helping him push her pants down, then her underwear, leaving her ass exposed. The restriction of her pants holding her legs together made everything inside her suddenly pull tight. She looked back over her shoulder, past her naked ass and grabbed his belt, tugging to unbuckle it, her heart racing. His hand suddenly slid up under her shirt and he cupped her breast. The thrill made her arch, jamming her bare ass back against him. As soon as he touched her stiff, sensitive nipple, she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.

Then she felt his hard penis against her ass as he pushed his own pants down.

“Yes, Asher… I want you so badly.”

Adina groaned as he ran the head of his cock along her wet labia. And as always, he made a point of running it over her clit, bumping it, making her twitch.

Asher’s fingers lightly rolled then pulled her sensitive nipple making her hiss with arousal. “Are you sure you want me?” he teased.

She reached back and grabbed his hip, pivoting hers to push his cock into position. “Bastard!” Her whole body was writhing with desire now as his fingers played on her breast and nipple and he taunted her vagina with his hard cock. She tried to force back onto it, but he withdrew, the head just teasing at her entrance. “Don’t tease me! That’s so mean!”

“You’re sure, then?”

She nodded, breathing fast. “Yes!” she was able to get out. Then as she rocked back again, he met her and pushed forward, squeezing her breast, her nipple held between his fingers as his eight-inch cock finally slid inside. Adina grabbed a handful of the blanket and shoved it into her mouth to stifle her ecstatic cry. She struggled against her pants, her legs wanting to open. The feeling of her pants holding her legs together as he penetrated deep inside was wildly erotic. She groaned into the blanket between her teeth, her ankles kicking in frustrated expression.

Slowly, maddeningly slowly, Asher pushed into her. “You feel so good, Adina.” She nodded, chewing on the blanket. He lifted her shirt up and off, his hands running over her naked skin. His fingers lightly brushed her nipples as she turned onto her side. One of his strong legs was Ankara escort bayan against her back, the other against her legs as he filled her. The pace of his thrusts increased. She had her eyes squeezed shut fighting the urge to cry out. Each time she opened them, he was watching her expression or her body as she arched and writhed, her feet kicking with his movement.

Asher turned her fully onto her back and wrapped an arm around her legs, using them to pull her onto his hard rod. His eyes watched her breasts as they bounced with each thrust, her expression as she groaned into the blanket, straining in ecstasy.

It was too much. She yelped as the hot rush of her orgasm roared up through her. Asher held her firmly as her hips shuddered and she bucked under him.

“I love the way you cum, Adina.” His words made everything inside her clench anew and she threw her head back, grabbing him and pulling herself hard onto him, wanting to feel every millimeter of him buried inside her. Her whole body locked into an arching, trembling spasm.

She finally collapsed onto the mattress, panting around the blanket that hung from her slack mouth. “Earth and sky…”

Asher pulled her pants off and opened her legs. He ran his still stiff cock over her sensitive labia and clit making her twitch again. “Do you want more?” he asked with a smirk. Adina could only nod, still in the afterglow of her first orgasm. When Asher entered her, her whole body felt relaxed, his shaft a perfect fit and completion of her. Her legs wrapped around him instinctively. She pulled the blanket from her mouth and sat up, kissing him long and deep. She leaned back and arched, her hands on the blankets, lifting her hips and pushing down again as his strong fingers gripped her hips. It was a slow, luxurious thing and Adina’s body responded in relaxed rolls as the joy of being so intimately connected to him flowed through her. Then the inner fire caught again, and she tensed, her body moving more urgently trying to make him fill her even more. Asher pulled out.

“Noooo…” she moaned as his lips fell on her neck, then down onto her breasts and he pushed her onto her back again, kissing down her tummy and finally onto her mound. She opened her legs wide as his tongue played with her swollen clit. Asher pushed her legs up and sucked her clit into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue and pushed two fingers inside her. Adina grabbed the blanket again, squeezing her eyes shut and moaning into the thick fabric, her hips quivering as he kissed, licked and sucked. Suddenly she was shuddering again, her legs quaking, and she grabbed his short hair, grinding her pussy onto his face. Everything crashed inside her and her back arched, her whole body spasming at the terrible, amazing torment. She screamed into the blanket as the fire of her orgasm raced through her again. Asher held her legs firmly, keeping his tongue on her clit. Adina’s abdominal muscles seized pulling her head and legs up, curling around the feeling of Asher’s tongue. Then she was lost. Nothing made sense as her body released into a twitching, uncoordinated mess on the mattress.

Asher kissed his way up her spasming body again. “That was nice.”

Adina could only pant. For several minutes her tummy felt like it was yanked back to her spine as the orgasm slowly quieted and she could finally lay still.

When she came back to herself, Adina let her fingers run over his naked skin and watched his eyes. Then she kissed down his chest, to his belly and finally onto his phallus. She tasted herself on his shaft as she licked it and then pushed her mouth down onto it. Asher moaned in pleasure as she worked her mouth up and down on his cock. She got between his legs pumping her mouth, sucking hard and running her tongue against the underside of the head. He tasted so good and salty along with the lingering flavor of her own nectar. She kissed down the shaft and pulled one if his testicles into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue and sucking, stroking his cock with her hand. He moaned and his hips pumped. Adina sucked his other testicle, loving how he twitched as she did, his hips thrusting hard as she pushed his cock through her fingers. She pursed her lips, sucking up along his shaft, until she was at the head again, sucking in the cleft at the underside base of the head. His hips trembled and then she gave him what he wanted, driving her mouth down over his cock, forcing all of it in. She moaned, cupping his balls so he knew how much she liked it. Then she pulled back again and sucked the top of his shaft, working the rest with her hand, his balls with her other. He was suddenly gasping, his hips pumping to meet her mouth.

Then he threw his hips forward hard and exploded in her mouth. Adina coughed at the rush of hot cum filling her mouth and throat. She choked but held herself down sucking and gulping. Asher’s hips shook with each movement of her tongue as she tried to hold all his cum in. His hips finally eased down to the mattress, but Escort Ankara she kept her mouth on his cock not wanting to let anything escape. When he finally relaxed and she didn’t taste any more of his semen, she pulled her mouth off and kissed his cock, then each testicle, then up his belly onto his heaving chest.

“Did you like that?” she asked between her own pants, looking up at his face. The crease between his eyebrows was gone.

He leaned down and kissed her, panting. “I loved it.”

She returned his kiss and grinned up at him, laying her head on his scarred, tattooed chest. Everything inside her felt so relaxed now. “So did I. I love the way you look when you cum like that.” She ran a hand over his smooth brow. “So much better.” She just let her fingers trail over the skin of his forehead and between his brows where the crease normally was.

They dozed for some time. She woke to Asher shifting his arm under her and when she opened her eyes, he was watching her again. She kissed one of the scars on his chest. “Tell me about Cosanti again. Tell me about the people there, how happy, and free they are. After seeing the slave camp, I want to know that there are better places in the world.”

Asher was quiet for a while, his chest rising and falling under her head. She thought his expression was wistful, like he was looking through the top of the bearcat to someplace far away. “You can see it from miles away,” he began. “Not a cloud of smoke on the horizon, but a glow, bright like the rising sun. Most people who live there have never see it from far away.” He looked down at her. “How beautiful it is.”

She watched his eyes as he went on.

“No one goes hungry in Cosanti. The water is clean and the food…” his tone was longing. “Tastes and textures I can’t wait for you to try, Adina.” He smiled, his blue eyes on her face, a big finger running down the side of her face. “Beer, wine, tea, fruit juices, things you can’t imagine.” He raised his arm as if displaying a panorama above him. “From my balcony I can always see several of the wind generator balloons. They glow at night like floating flowers, and they have long tails, guidance fins that flow out behind them. There is a large market a few blocks from my home and the streets are lined with shops, apartments and cafes.” His eyes returned to her and the smile that followed was a peaceful thing. “When the wind is right, I can smell the spice market.” He grinned and peaked an eyebrow. “When it’s wrong, it get the smell from the dyers ward.” He wrinkled his nose, grinning at her. “Phew!” He picked up his battered shirt. “There are newly manufactured clothes in soft fabrics and colors that you can’t believe. People are happy, healthy. We have clinics and doctors and surgery. Things that normally kill people out here in the wastes are solved with pills or simple injections.”

She pushed up onto an elbow, feeling suddenly uncertain. “You’re not making all this up, are you?” It all sounded so fantastical, like a dream, and sometimes she wondered if he was playing some elaborate joke. “It’s really the way you say it is?”

He lifted his head so she could clearly see his eyes. “You see the color of my eyes. It’s the same as yours are turning after the inoculant. It’s all real, Adina.” He gave her a long kiss. She leaned into it and pulled herself partially on top of him to hold her lips to his.

“I can’t wait to see it.”

He pushed hair behind her ear. “I can’t wait for you to.” He smiled broadly. “I just want to watch your face when you see it all.”

Adina nodded as if to things outside the bearcat. “Things like what happened to Nat and the survivors don’t happen in Cosanti, do they?”

“No. Slavery is outlawed in Cosanti. By now, Nat would be in school, or maybe apprenticed to a tradesman if he was living there. His life would be…” He hesitated. “Easier.”

Adina cocked here head at his hesitation and shift in his tone. “What?”

“I was going to say better. But that’s not fair.” He looked her in the eyes and the crease was back between his eyebrows again. “I don’t ever want you to think I look down on you or anyone else who is able to survive out here. That’s monumental hubris. Most of the people I know, even longhunters like me, would never have survived if we’d been born out here. A lot of people who live in the city states, who have never seen what life out here is like, feel like they are better than you or Priav, or Zara or Nat. And it just isn’t true.”

“Hubris?” Adina didn’t feel the twinge of shame with Asher that she had at other times when she didn’t understand something. It wasn’t just that he knew things that she had no way of knowing. It was that he never held it over her or acted like he was smarter than she was. Her heart thup-thupped in her chest. He was just so comfortable to be around. Everything with him was easy.

“Sorry. Hubris is like pride but taken to an extreme. Someone who thinks they are better than other people and can’t see what’s in front of them or won’t accept it – that’s hubris. Sometimes I fall into that trap too. I see how hard things are out here, how bad they can be, and I can’t help but compare them to things back home.” His expression closed incrementally, the crease in his brow deepening. “It just makes me want to do everything I can to make things better.”

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“Sister?” Nick looked towards Sirus for some type of explanation, he knew him to be an only child as did Luna, so seeing Elyra proclaiming to be a living relative of Sirus’ was leaving an odd impression.

“Half-sister technically.” Elyra informed the king “Sirus, don’t be shy.”

“We should discuss this inside.” Sirus told Nick who bit his tongue and nodded.

Everyone finally entered the castle, Nick was happy to find that nothing was change by his overly opinionated sister. Everyone took a seat at the dining table with Sirus sitting near the end next to Iris, on the opposite side of the table was Elyra who was sitting next to Areya, across from Elizabeth. Areya sat next to Neimos who was across from Alex and Lynx. Nick as usual sat at the head of the table with Luna and Dominic at his sides.

Dominic was about to get up and start breakfast, but Eliza held a hand up to stop him “Breakfast is being prepared, Dominic. Please sit.”

Dominic was not sure what was going on “Being prepared by who?”

Eliza breathed in calmly and exhaled the same way “The new chef, I thought it was time that we finally break that chain you placed upon yourself which is why I also hired a maid, butler, and gardener.”

“Without review from his majesty?” Dom said unsure, new people meant new problems, new issues to deal with, new suspicions too.

“Yes, this way you can focus on yourself.” Eliza said waiting for an appropriate response.

“Oh, uh, thank you.” Dom said this quickly and gave an awkward smile.

“I think that’s great and long overdue…but I want to know why you thought keeping your sister in the dark was a way to earn anyone’s trust, Sirus.” Nick’s eyes flashed red for a second then back with Sirus rubbing the back of his head.

“He doesn’t see her as his sister.” Lynx interrupted “At least that’s what he told me, they’re just blood, their mother’s blood.”

“And Lynx is still around barking…quaint.” Elyra smirked “He may not call me sister or see me as one, but that will always be a fact. I heard some things during my travels and got worried.”

“Worried? You haven’t seen your brother in a century.” Iris glared “And when you did, you-

“Let’s not divulge into that mess.” Sirus cut her off and looked towards Elyra with disgust “Why are you really here?”

Elyra clasped her hands together placing her elbows on the table “Is that anyway to greet me?”

Sirus blinked.

Elyra frowned “I suppose I expected this reaction, but how do you think this will play out if you continue to treat me this way?”

“I don’t care about you, I care about why you’re here. You didn’t just pop up here coincidently.”

Elyra tapped her nails against the table “That’s true, I didn’t. But it wouldn’t kill you to be…polite. Didn’t mother teach you any manners?”

Sirus held his ground by not reacting, waiting for her to answer his question. Elyra leaned back in her chair “Though it must have been difficult with a husband who’d constantly belittle and abuse you..I was very ecstatic when I heard of your father’s passing. Kudos.”

Luna couldn’t help, but stare at Sirus, Dominic did the same. The only ones who didn’t seem interested in digging up Sirus’ family dirt were Alex and Areya. Areya was too busy questioning what would happen now that Lynx would be staying with Alex and Neimos staying in the city…It took her out of her element, so at the moment she was staring off into space, not hearing a single word. And Alex was thinking of Rumi.

Angst and agitation began to fill the air slowly between Elyra and Sirus “Or are you not happy that he’s deceased?”

“I’m sorry, but what does that have to do with you visiting my brother?” Elizabeth cut in “I don’t see the relevance.”

“My apologies, Elizabeth…my…you are more beautiful than in that painting in Malize.” Elyra eagerly looked Elizabeth up and down “I hope you don’t mind me admiring you, I do love works of art.”

“I don’t mind that, what I do mind is that you’ve been skirting around the reason that you’re really here. From the way your brother reacts, he’s not very thrilled with your appearance.”

“Family’s complicated at times, I’m sure you and his majesty get that.”

“We may.” Elizabeth said glancing at Nick then back at Elyra.

Before the interrogation continued, breakfast was served. Luna looked over her plate with pure joy, thick fluffy pancakes, golden brown with hot melty butter and syrup dripping down the plate onto her crispy red bacon slices. Dominic tilted back his glass of milk with pride before eating.

“Delicious.” Elyra praised “Sirus? Are you going to keep glaring at me?”

“Are you going to keep stalling?” Iris asked.

Elyra’s face twisted into a dark scowl “I didn’t ask his flesh eater-

“Watch it.” Sirus warned “This isn’t your home.”

“Ohhh.” Elyra looked at Sirus and Iris, it finally dawned on her what had happened on this trip. “It finally happened…how disappointing. I knew that this would initially happen, but Sirus…she’s a nymph. She’s free forming and flowing, her legs uncross as easily as the wind blows.”

Alex Ankara bayan escort coughed, drinking water to recover.

“Compared to you? That’s an honor, not an insult.” Sirus stated. Iris smiled ruefully at Elyra.

“Let’s not do tit for tat, you know how I feel about her kind, her family…they’re a draining bunch. And It may be surprising hearing that from a succubus, but it remains true to this day. They’re toxic.”

“Says the viper.”

“You can have your fun with the changeling all you want, it won’t change anything in the end.”

“So, you can predict the future now, that’s interesting.” Neimos said.

“Neimos, please. You know my guesses and theories are nearly as correct as your predictions as a wielder of fate.”

“You know, Elyra?” Sirus inquired.

“We’ve crossed paths before, not here, but on another continent, another country.” Neimos told him “Which is why I understood your worry. Your sister’s quite infamous. Even Elizabeth recognized her before she entered the castle.”

“She’s not my sister.”

“Well, your blood then.” Neimos shrugged not really caring.

“This is my first time meeting her face to face.” Eliza admitted looking at a comfortable Elyra “I remember, because you were written up like April August, though she’s turned her life around.”

Elyra clapped her hands “The Crimson Witch, she was quite the symbol for carnal freedom.”

“A role model?” Eliza guessed.

“I didn’t have many of those growing up. Mother, the mother I share with Sirus left my father, a weak-willed incubus who wanted a human life. Those are pretty rare, though I understood her reasoning. Then she attached herself to Sirus’ father, scum. And died with him, hunters and all that.” Elyra waved her hand around in the air.

“Living as a human is stupid in my opinion, if you have gifts why not use them? Money and wealth are easy to come by unless you’re mortal. I did admire one person in my life though.”

“How long is this monologue going on for?” Lynx groaned “We don’t care about your heroes or your favorite villains. We just want to know why you dropped down from the sky all of a sudden.”

“For my brother-

“I don’t believe that bullshit, you only come for your brother when you want to use or manipulate him.”

“Could you explain that to us?” Dominic asked Lynx “By manipulate, what do you mean?”

Lynx didn’t have to rack her mind for specific memories of Elyra, because all were hard to forget. “T-

“Lynx.” Sirus said lightly “I’ll explain it all at another time.”

Lynx narrowed her eyes at him “You should be hurling fire at her for all the things she did, the things she made you do-

“I didn’t force him or bend his will-

“Don’t play coy, we know what you did.” Iris spat “You’re nothing more than a parasite, so why don’t you just tell us why you’re here and then leave, because it’s definitely not for Sirus’ wellbeing.”

Neimos looked over at Eliza “You do remember the rumors of a demon terrorizing the continents during your teen years?”

“How could one forget such chaos? The crimes started off as small acts of…pleasure, drinking, partying, and so on. When the party winded down there would be no survivors, but bodies, some torn to pieces, others twisted into grotesque works of art.” Eliza then looked at Elyra who shrugged.

“I remember then.” Elyra curled her lips into a smile at remembrance of those days, she was enthusiastic when she killed, it heightened her arousal. Sure, some of the murders or attacks were fatal and because of petty reasons, but she never felt any guilt about it. The only thing she did worry about was her little brother falling off the path she thought he was destined for.

“Then I hope you remember that this a kingdom of peace.” Eliza reminded her.

“I was fully aware when I came, but I assure you that I won’t kill or hurt anyone here. I just wanted to see how Sirus was, I felt his distress.” Elyra’s pupils began to turn blue “And despite him not wanting to be my brother, I do worry.”

“I’m alive and well.” Sirus said sipping a cup of coffee “As everyone including you can see.”

“Don’t be a smartass, you smell like blood.”

“And you don’t, shocker.”

“Sirus-

“If you wish for me to respond to you then tell us why you’re here.”

“I did.”

“You can lie as if you’re telling the truth, I don’t need to constantly lie to keep a secret.” Sirus growled, his eyes blacked over, and he felt a sudden shift. It wasn’t just a shift in the air, but almost like it was in the space around them. He could feel a spark, a darkness that felt familiar. Sirus forced himself to calm down before he stopped eating.

“Sirus-

“You’re here for Luna.” Once that sentence was spoken everyone at the table became fully coherent and tense, Elyra was no longer comfortable. Sirus coldly stared her down “Tell me. Tell me you didn’t cross between worlds, that you didn’t speak with him? Made a deal?”

“You evil bitch.” Iris nearly cracked the glass of orange juice she was holding in her hand.

“You went to speak Escort bayan Ankara with a greater demon?” Neimos sneered.

“With her great uncle?” Nick was no longer as calm or open to hear random chatter “What deal did you make?”

“I really can’t s-

“Then shall I hold you here in the dungeons until you feel that you can?”

“Your threats don’t frighten me your majesty, true or false.”

“Then why would you come here?” Luna questioned “You knew you might get caught, right? What is this?”

Elyra sighed tapping the table “I’m truly sorry, Luna, I am. But your uncle pulled me in, literally. I was visiting home, my home before we vacated here to the human world..”

Elyra went on to say that during her visit she came in contact with an old friend of hers, they began talking and they ended up in a private sector where they caught up. Unbeknownst to her, Luna’s great uncle was still searching for her, to claim that remainder of power that escaped his grasps. Elyra was brought before him after finding out about a deal made between her mother and Casira about the arrangement. He then instructed Elyra to come in contact with her brother to locate Luna and send her to him.

“How? This was all a secret arrangement.” Luna murmured.

Elyra made a face and turned to Sirus “Your father apparently spread more than his fair share of legs when he went out and about without mother.”

“That makes no sense, he knew the risks if anyone found out. He’d be killed as well.” Sirus said not adding everything up.

“Not if he made a deal with one of his many lovers who reported back to him. He didn’t give details on what Luna looked like or where she was, just that she was alive and that you would be tied to her due to the arrangement.”

“What kind of deal?” Neimos asked.

“Why does it matter so much to you?”

“Luna’s my niece.”

Elyra paused “Okay. He made a deal that would have saved himself, mother, and Sirus, but now that’s he dead that deal is as well.”

“And he just explained this all to you?” Elizabeth raised a defined blonde eyebrow curiously. This all seemed too easy.

“I may have my tendencies, Elizabeth, but I do know the value of a life. And he weighed one over me in order to obtain Luna.”

Luna looked down at Sirus “Don’t.”

“I didn’t say anything but being as your…blood just came here to explain to me that she was given an ultimatum to give me to my evil uncle, you should Sirus. Say something other than the fact that you dislike her or hate her or use your brain to think of a way out of this.”

Sirus looked down at the table “How long?”

“I’ve been given five months.”

“Can he track you?” Lynx asked.

“He didn’t mark me, so eventually yes. I can conceal my presence for about three of those months and then it’s over.”

“You couldn’t get anything or know anything else?”

“There’s something…but I don’t know if it’s true. I’d have to research thoroughly. But Neimos, you see fates and destinies, can you foresee anything?”

Neimos rubbed his forehead “What did he say that he wanted from Luna? It can’t be simple power, she only has half of the power that a greater demon has. “

“Something about a core…her powers are like her father’s…After our conversation I found myself in a boat going over to Vermillion.”

“I’ve heard of extracting magical cores.” Alex said entering the conversation “But it usually leaves those who lose their cores weak, mortal, some even die. But those were mainly witches and sorcerers. I’ve never heard of this happening to a demon.”

“Because then they wouldn’t really be a demon, more like a shell.” Neimos wiped his hands on his cloth “Do you know what happened to Enn when he was killed?”

Elyra nodded “It’s hard not to, down south of the city is a bridge that goes over a river, underneath the bridge is a small piece of land. There are crystalized shards covering over the center of the spot where Enn’s body was, over the years after his defeat his energy was absorbed into them.”

“It’s like a sphere of energy. No one could ever break it.”

“I see.”

“This is a good start, but it won’t help with the coming months. We need a plan.” Nick announced.

“I can hide Luna’s presence again.” Neimos volunteered “Though as an infant with her powers being dormant it was easier. Now they may push against my own. But it should give her a layer of protection.”

“But for how long?” Dominic asked, “If her powers get stronger wouldn’t that just chip away at the seal?”

“Yes. I’d give this seal a year, maybe two. What we have to worry about are assassination attempts by demons.”

“What is his name?” Luna asked.

“The less you know about him, the better.”

“Then tell me why you seem pissed off, more so than I am right now?”

Neimos’ body was tense with a rage that could choke the entire kingdom, his eyes were colder, they no longer held a lazy warmth.

“It’s in the past, Luna.”

“Thank you, so very much for telling me.” Luna narrowed her eyes “You and everyone else in the know keep hiding Bayan escort Ankara the whole story. If no one tells me then I’m plenty able to go find out on my own without anyone’s permission or guidance.”

Neimos rubbed his forehead “Could you not be hardheaded about this? It doesn’t matter.”

“Then my life might as well not matter.” Luna didn’t say this out of anger, but also out of truth. This entire time as her life was being unraveled, she had to scrape at what was real, who her parents really were. And it was all for power, everyone in this room had power, but were so powerless when it came to giving her a direct answer on what happened back then.

“Every life matters, but it’s a waste of time to explain it all. I can place a safeguard around this city to alert you-

“Why not place one around the kingdom?” Alex questioned “Is that beyond your abilities?”

Both Lynx and Areya were taken back by the question “Alex-

“Is it?” Alex repeated at his father.

“It’s not, but it’s very tiring to put one up for at least two years and it’s not very hard to kill those types of demons.”

“What type?”

“Minions, strong, shady, and they’re loyal to a fault, some have skill.” Elyra stretched “Do you not have wine?”

“Yes, but we usually save it for special occasions.” Eliza smiled.

Neimos sighed “Simple traps should work. Holy water-

Lynx giggled “And crosses too? Please, they’re probably his best men, expendable, but good at their work. I can deal with it.”

“Lynx, you’re not required too. Alex told me that you’re planning on staying in Verdure for some time.” Nick said looking her over “Killing them will paint a target on your back.”

“I can handle myself-

“We know, what my count is trying to say is that he doesn’t want a civilian or friend dealing in this, especially since he wishes for everyone to keep enjoying their lives here.” Dominic finished his glass of milk and was weirded out by Luna and Alex staring at him “What?”

“You used the F word.” Alex told him.

“Alex, do you not want your girlfriend to be our friend?” Dominic smiled “Does it bother you?”

Alex shook his head “Not really, I just expected my father to be a bit more useful.”

Areya shot Alex a stern look “He may not be able to do all, but he’s aiding us in our time of need. Be grateful, rather than judgmental. I’m surprised at you, Alexander.”

“Everything is a half-truth though. Or maybe a three fourths truth-

“You don’t need to know everything just, because you want to.” Neimos tried to say this sincerely especially with Alex seeming more irritated.

“Then honesty means nothing.”

“To you it means noth-

“No, to me it’s a secret. Like everyone’s lives, little lies, little secrets, littles tales. If we really want to work together and be at peace, then where is the trust? The honesty? There is none.”

“Alex-

“I’m good on excuses.” Alex gave a fake smile, his silver eyes shone bright especially when the light caught them “So please save yours.”

Neimos already knew that this was all stemming from Luna’s own secret filled life, it was similar to Alex’s. Many truths were hidden and now that most were out, both wanted a tell all.

“Do you really want to act like a child over this?”

“Trust me, I’m not. I’m over the lies and cover ups. The real reason you don’t want to tell Luna is, because this makes you uncomfortable. Why not jump into our shoes and see every day of our lives? Lives of not knowing and wondering and you’ll find that’s it much more than uncomfortable, it’s unbearable.”

Neimos looked down “If I knew-

“You knew of Luna, of your sister, you protected them. But when Sirus came, where were you? Or maybe I should ask Elyra where she was when her mother was being abused, with Sirus there?”

Elyra smirked “Be careful, Alex. You’ve only known me for a few minutes, don’t start casting judgements down.”

“I’m not.” Alex said in a deep tone, the pressure around him was unnatural and dense. It gave way to Areya’s worries and fears. It was the feeling of an eye watching you, going over and through your soul, searching for any and all of the pieces of your life, your personality, your being. Alex turned straight toward Elyra.

“Oh, you have words. Alright, I’m game.”

“Just a few. That repugnant stain that everyone thinks is your soul is your heart. It’s as black as the deepest abyss, colder than any glacier. You feel so little for beings you think you’re superior too. But it’s your weakness, because at times you feel a need, urge, for those inferior beings.”

“To rattle them, toy with them, love th-

“I’ve never loved a human.” Elyra corrected.

“You love in your violence and sex. You feed off of it and you attract darkness that wants to feed off of you. And you let it in. Let it roll around on top of you and smile. But in all honesty, you’re a thing to it, something to play with from time to time, to use. That’s why even Sirus doesn’t want to be around you.”

“You’re a thing, not a person, not a being. Your type is what live for many years and end up crossing someone who has more power, more darkness, lighter than you, and they will either make you bow or kill you. Maybe they’ll twist your spine and cripple you, cut out your tongue, break you down piece by piece until you return as nothing. And then the darkness will retreat, and you fade away forever.”

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As the pandemic came to a close and restrictions lifted, I felt long overdue for a girl’s night out to catch up and celebrate with a dear friend. Gemma works so hard through the week and her job can be very stressful at times. Meanwhile, I had a lot of activities to manage in my own life so it meant that we had not enjoyed each other’s company in quite some time. After I checked reviews online, I carefully chose a restaurant with the appropriate atmosphere — a place that wouldn’t be too busy and would permit us to catch up and chat at our leisure. Prior to the pandemic, Gemma and I often chatted the entire evening away and carried on well into the early morning. I wanted our opportunity to reconnect to be perfect.

That’s why, when the evening finally came, I was surprised to find myself rushing around to get ready. I looked forward to the day for so long that when I heard a light knock at the door I was shocked and immediately in a panic. I couldn’t afford to ruin the evening by rushing or being late for our reservations. In a hurry, I opened the door and I was in the process of gathering my things as I called over my shoulder to come in. I glanced over my shoulder and did a double take and was stopped in my tracks. She was stunning as she stood in the doorway. Instantly it hit me as I realized how much I missed seeing her and I stood and stared until I was able to regain my composure.

Gemma spoke softly, “Hi Jenn…” and my eyes teared up and streamed and ruined the makeup I just applied as I rushed to embrace and hold her close.

“Words can’t express how much I’ve missed you…”, I sobbed into her hair as I squeezed her tight.

“I missed you too”, she purred before I realized I had not even allowed her to enter. I reluctantly broke away from her and immediately confessed,

“I’m sorry… I’m a mess… I’m going to need just a few minutes before we can leave but please come into the bedroom while I finish up.”

I slipped away after gazing at her again and wiped my tears as I reflected on how Gemma always managed to maintain her composure throughout the time I’d known her.

I stepped into my bedroom and into the adjoining bathroom and leaned over the sink to wipe off my makeup. I looked closely in the mirror and touched up my mascara and watched Ankara escort out of the corner of my eye as Gemma browsed around my room and complimented my decor.

“I remember when you bought this — I can’t believe you still have it!”, Gemma exclaimed as she lifted a necklace from my jewelry stand. I glanced over and admired her profile and beauty. Gemma wore a halter-top black dress that showed off her beautiful frame and suddenly I had an idea.

“Why don’t you wear it out? It will look fantastic on you — besides your neck looks… lonely,” I suggested.

I stopped what I was doing to approach her and extended my hand to take the necklace from her. I unclasped the silver chain and, in front of the mirror in my bedroom, reached around Gemma to drape the necklace around her neck and fastened the clasp behind her neck and left the pendant to dangle in her cleavage. Without thinking I scooped up her hair and pushed it aside, and leaned in to inhale deeply. I was drawn in by the intoxicating scents of vanilla and lavender, leaned in, and nuzzled her neck affectionately. Before I realized what I was doing I pressed my cheek and nose softly against the nape of her neck and brushed my lips along her collarbone.

I brought my eyes up to look at our reflection in the mirror and found her gazing back at me with sparkles in her eyes and at that moment I found her irresistible and so alluring.

I rubbed her arms fondly as I reflected on Gemma’s dedication to her work and continued to massage her arms and shoulders thoughtfully. I heard her purr ever so softly and it was enough to kindle my desire to reassure and comfort her. After all, her presence always had a calming effect on me whenever she was near. I leaned forward and whispered in Gemma’s ear as her chic earrings tickled my face, “Shhhhhhh… let me take care of you… and make your worries drift away…”

I brought my hands to her shoulders and massaged gently as I rolled my fingers against her tired muscles. I pressed my body close against hers and embraced Gemma from behind and enjoyed the warmth of her body against mine. In that moment, when she leaned back against me, I felt connected with her in a way that I had never experienced before. I spread my fingers against the flesh of her shoulders and Ankara escort bayan drew my fingertips up pressing them across her pale skin.

As my fingers glided across her shoulders, I felt an unfamiliar tingling sensation, as if pulses of electricity were passing across the membranes of my fingertips. I noticed the hairs on the back of my neck as they stood up and experienced shivers down my spine as I heard myself say “..in fact, perhaps we should stay in after all… like old times…. we can always order take out…”

My words trailed off as Gemma reached back and ran her trembling fingers into my hair and pulling my lips against her neck once again. I pressed my lips against her bare neck and kissed openly before I lashed my tongue against her neck. I heard Gemma’s purrs turn into soft moans as I swirled my warm wet tongue against her slender neck. My hands worked their way from her neck and shoulders to find the centre of her back and the top of her dress as I toyed with the zipper on her dress and tugged playfully.

“May I?” I asked Gemma as she swallowed and whimpered ‘….yesss..’ and nodded ever so slightly.

I pinched the zipper carefully between my fingers and eased it down slowly as I buried my lips and tongue against her neck. I nipped at the silky skin on her neck with my lips until I completely unzipped her dress and raised my hands to her shoulders. I peeled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and slid them half-way down her toned arms and revealed a hint of her Victoria Secret lace bralette.

I continued to kiss my way over her collarbone and rained butterfly kisses on the back of her neck before I continued to the top of her spine. I noticed goosebumps that formed on her neck and admired the smooth contour of her back as my hands floated down her sides to the hem of her dress. Gemma raised her dress invitingly before I had a chance and I caressed and teased her trembling thighs before my fingers were drawn to the heat that radiated from between her thighs. I cupped my hand against her sex and briefly petted before I pressed my fingertips deliberately into the crease of her lace panties and held them there until the embroidery that surrounded my fingers was soaked in her anticipation. I drew my fingertips back until I felt her Escort Ankara eager button through the fabric and dragged my finger firmly across it several times and stroked it and teased mercilessly until I was certain her panties were soaked. Gemma’s breaths quickened as I strummed her clit and heard her pant, eager to be pleased. I traced my nail along the edge of her bikini and nudged the thin fabric aside and exposed her slice of heaven. I curled my hand and deliberately slid my middle and index fingers into Gemma’s smoldering sex as she mewled in pleasure.

I sunk my fingers and stretched them deep into her wetness before I felt her clench around my probing digits. I watched in the mirror as Gemma closed her eyes and bit her lip desperately to stifle her moans. She leaned her head back on my shoulder and I worked my fingers rhythmically into her excitement. Encouraged as Gemma rolled her hips against my hand, I fingered her harder and explored her pleasure for the first time. Gemma leaked around my slim fingers as I thrust them boldly into her depths over and over. My fingers found her swollen, raised g-spot and she squirmed and rocked against my fingers wantonly.

“Oh Jenn…..” she exclaimed as I tickled and teased her pleasure spot until she was a sticky mess. Gemma bucked her hips wildly and rode my fingers and in return I plunged them firmly into her and slapped my palm against her drenched lingerie.

Locked in our embrace, Gemma rose to the tips of her toes and her body tensed and squeezed my fingers as she exploded. The first wave of her orgasm washed over her body and her chest heaved as her lungs filled with air. Gemma tipped her head back and opened her mouth to shriek but no sound came out as the second wave crashed into her and forced her thighs closed and gripped my exposed fingers. Gemma succumbed to the third, fourth, and fifth waves of her intense orgasm and cried out repeatedly in euphoria as the pleasure overwhelmed her slender physique.

I reluctantly withdrew my fingers from her entrance and Gemma let out a final sigh. Her heels touched the floor and she spun to face me and trembled as her body collapsed against mine. I raised my hand to stroke her hair and cradled her face in my shoulder and reassured her. As I held her blissfully close I thought little of the warming sensation that grew between our chests. Had I noticed, I would have assumed it was the passion I felt for her and strong sense of desire. Instead, it was the beginning of a whole new adventure together.

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I watch him sometimes at night. He lives in the house opposite and often walks into his room naked. He’s about 19 or 20, tall, well built. I’ve stared many times as his taut arse, even his cock. I have touched myself while watching him upstairs, the light out. And on one bonus, bonus occasion, I saw him masturbating in front of the mirror. Did he secretly know I was watching and masturbating too? I can’t get enough of taring at his young, muscular body. I came watching Kurtköy Escort him that night. When I was sucking my boyfriend’s cock later that same night, I imagined his, hard and throbbing in my mouth. I imagined him straining his young body not to cum too quickly in my mouth, as I tickled my BF’s balls, called him a dirty fuck and told how I loved tasting his hard cock in my mouth. I pictured him exploding in front of his mirror, with Kurtköy Escort Bayan that big jerking movement men, especially young men, do when they are really excited. As my BF licked my tits, my legs, my clit, I was imagining his young, stubbly face there between my legs, tasting how wet he had made me earlier. As my BF’s stiff, puling cock penetrated my wet cunt, I thrusted up to meet him, imagining the younger man, excited, over Escort Kadıköy excited, desperate not to cum. I slid my finger over and into his arse, told him to imagine he was fucking someone else, anyone he has thought about fucking and as I did I squeezed my cunt muscles hard around his cock. It went into spasm immediately, he was fucking me like there was no tomorrow, pushing, thrusting, throbbing inside me. “Cum inside her,”I said. “Fuck her like you do in your fantasy. Fuck every girl you have wanked over.” That did it, he was over the edge, cumming fast just as I suspected the young guy would, grunting, moaning, thinking of some other girl’s body. And not knowing I was thinking of another, younger man’s hard cock as I came too. I saw him earlier today.

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I was a bit of a slob until Meggie took me in hand. Took me in hand. There I go again, whenever I think about Meggie my mind turns to sex. It all started when I delivered her exercise equipment. When I pushed the buzzer on the door it was answered by an attractive woman in her late 40’s with curly reddish brown hair and a sweet slightly shy smile. She was wearing a light blue summer dress. “Bring it all in,” she said, seeing the truck and realising that her equipment had arrived. “I’ll show you where to put it. Normally I get the smaller things to deliver as I’m not very fit. As I carried Meggie’s walking machine through the door I panted and wheezed. “I can see you don’t keep yourself in shape,” Meggie commented patting me on my beer belly as I went past. I thought it was rather forward of her. I brought in the excercise bike and the ab-roller, then I was finished. It was a hot day and I was tired and sweaty. Meggie offered me a cold drink. I accepted. “Pew! You stink,” she said, proving once more that tactfulness was not her strong suit. “You’d better have a shower before you go.” “Are you sure you don’t mind?” I asked. “I could do with freshening up a little.” “Go ahead,” she replied, “the bathroom is that way.” Once I got to the bathroom, I shut the door and stripped off my sweaty t-shirt. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them off. When I was naked I turned on the shower and stepped in. Because it was such a hot day I left the water on lukewarm. I was just enjoying the feel of the refreshing water running over my body and beginning to apply soap to my face, when the bathroom door opened. Quickly, I rinsed the soap off of my face. I mustn’t have been too thorough because my eyes stung as I opened them just in time to see Meggie opening the shower door. “What do you think you are doing?” I asked. “Can’t a guy have a bit of privacy?” Meggie smiled so sweetly that I couldn’t help but forgive her instantly. “I just wanted to see if you were really as out of shape as you looked with your clothes on,” she explained. She reached out her right hand and brought it up against my belly, just inches above the spot where my hands were clasped protectively over my cock. “You could stand to lose a bit of that,” she said. “I know, I know,” I replied. “Now let me shower in peace.” “You don’t have to be so shy,” Meggie chided me, pushing my hands gently away from my prick. “If I let you use my shower, the least you could do is give me a look at your cock. I like looking at guys’ cocks. Mmmmm, I don’t think you really mind me looking, otherwise it wouldn’t Ümraniye Escort be swelling up like that.” She was right. I loved the idea of having a sexy woman like herself looking at my nude body with undisguised lust. I had only tried to hide my cock in the first place because it seemed the polite thing to do. How was I to know that politeness was not high on Meggie’s list of priorities. “I could really do something with that body of yours,” Meggie mused, deep in thought. “Oh, wow! Look how your cock jumped when I said that. You thought I meant sex, didn’t you? No, I mean if you let me be your personal trainer I could really whip you into shape. If you got yourself into shape, then a little sex might not be out of the question.” In my mind I imagined taking Meggie right away, right there, just lifting up her dress, pulling down her panties and slipping my prick into her sweet pussy. “Oh, dear, now I’ve really made your cock go stiff,” she said, teasingly. “I think you’d better pull yourself off. Then you’ll feel much more relaxed.” “What, with you standing there watching?” I asked, in disbelief. “I can tell you don’t mind the idea,” replied Meggie with a smile. “If your dick gets any harder it’s going to burst. Come on let’s see how a naughty boy likes to stroke his stiff dick in the shower.” That was it. There was no point resisting. I grabbed my rock-hard prick in my soapy right-hand and began to wank myself off. My soapy hand slid up and down my cock as I watched Meggie watching me. There was a twinkle in those sexy brown eyes of hers as she watched me masturbate. “Feel good, honey?” she asked looking me in the eyes briefly before returning her attention to slippery stiff cock. “You bet,” I sighed. “Would it give you a bit of inspiration if I let you see how wet my panties are getting?” she asked, lifting her skirt and leaning back with her legs spread so that I could see the spreading patch of wetness on her pale pink knickers. She gently teased the area through the wet material with the tip of the index finger of her right hand.” To feel my hot, hard cock in my hand, and to know that the sight of it was making her drip pussy juice into her fresh clean panties, sent me over the edge. My cock jerked in my hand and spurted a shower of hot cum across the bathroom floor. “Yeah!” cried Meggie, dropping her skirt and clapping her hands. * * * “Now these are the rules,” said Meggie, “if you want me to be your personal trainer. “1. You have to come over at 7.00 every night and stay until 10.00. “2. You have to do Ümraniye Escort Bayan anything that I tell you to without question. “3. As soon as you arrive you have to take off all of your clothes and remain completely naked until it is time for you to go. (This has nothing to do with the effectiveness of the workout, you understand. It’s just my reward for helping you.) “4. You are not allowed to touch me in any way. That is your reward when you have achieved our goal. “Sound O.K.?” she asked. “I suppose so,” I said. “How will you be dressed?” “I’ll start off the way I am, but if you do well, I’ll gradually wear less, is that a deal?” she asked. “I reckon you need to lose about ten inches from around that waist of yours. Let’s say that by the time you have lost two inches, I’ll be totally nude. Then while you lose those last eight inches you will have a bare-bottomed, hairy-pussied, bouncing-boobed totally naked trainer giving you the encouragement you need. But still no touching until you lose those other eight inches.” “Oh, God,” I sighed, rubbing the crotch of my jeans, where my cock was once more making his presence felt. “Don’t worry,” Meggie assured me, “you can have as many masturbation breaks as you want. And if I’m feeling really horny I might just join in.” * * * When I got over to Meggie’s house the next day she answered the door dressed in her business suit. She hadn’t changed yet after getting home from work. Her suit consisted of a navy blue jacket and matching knee-length skirt over a white skivvy which was stretched deliciously over her boobs. “Come in,” she said, “and get those clothes off right now.” “Of course,” I replied, taking off my shoes and socks, then pulling my t-shirt over my head to reveal the pigeon-chest and beer-belly that would be the targets of the exercise regime. “Hurry up and get your pants off,” Meggie insisted, “I want to see your cock before it starts getting stiff.” “It’s too late for that,” I informed her, dropping my jeans. At the prospect of being perved at my Meggie my cock had stiffened enough to be poking over the top of my jocks. “Oh, well, at least I know he’s glad to see me,” she consoled herself, as I pulled down my jocks and was completely naked. “Now I want you to do 20-minutes on the walking machine as a warm up,” Meggie informed me. She turned it on and I stepped on and began walking, my now rampantly stiff prick wagging about in front of me. Meggie came up close to watch, then she reached out and began stroking my butt-cheeks as I walked. “Hey,” Escort Ümraniye I said, unbelievablly turned on by what she was doing, “I thought there was no touching?” “Oh,” said Meggie, “no, you misunderstood me. I’m allowed to touch you, but you’re not allowed to touch me. I have to be able to check for muscle tone. To see if you are getting hard. I’m even allowed to touch you here,” she added, running her soft fingers gently over my stiff cock and making a trail of precum trickle down its underside. “But that’s not a muscle,” I corrected her, “and you can see how stiff it is.” “I know,” she giggled, “I’m just being a really naughty girl. Maybe if you get fit enough, you’ll be able to catch me and spank me. But for now, I’m the boss.” “Oh, God,” I sighed, “I think I need the first of those masturbation breaks now.” “But you’ve only been walking for ten minutes,” she protested. “Oh, all right, I did promise you could have a wank whenever you wanted. And I do like watching you rub that stiff cock of yours. Here I’ll spread a towel over the sofa so you can sit down comfortably and not make too much of a mess.” I sat down on the soft bath towel and gripped my stiff cock in my right hand. The precum made it splippery and it was easy to slide my hand up and down as I wallowed in the delicious feeling. The fact that Meggie was watching me with a big grin on her face just made it all that more exciting. “That’s it, David,” Meggie encouraged me, “stroke that big, fat, stiff cock of yours. You like wanking much more than you like walking don’t you? There is only one letter the difference but that’s enough for you isn’t it. Oh, dear my pussy is getting so wet that my panties are soaking.” She got up and turned her bum towards me, looking over her shoulder at it to see a small patch of wetness on the back of her work skirt. “Oh, dear, I’m going to have to get changed,” she said, “but first I want to see you shoot your spunk.” She sat back down and watched as I continued to rub my hand up and down my stiff prick. “Pull, pull, pull,” she said, dropping back into the role of trainer. It wasn’t long before I threw back my head in ecstasy as the hot, white jism gushed in powerful spurts from the eye of my cock. I directed it upward so that it splashed down on my belly and the towel rather than the carpet. I heaved a contented sigh. “Now you had better have a quick shower, while I change out of these clothes,” Meggie said. She walked into her bedroom while I made my way to the shower. I noticed that she didn’t close her bedroom door all of the way. I had a very quick shower, because I thought that if I got out of there quick enough and pushed Meggie’s door open I would be able to catch a glimpse of her naked. I wasn’t disappointed. Naked, and still a little bit wet from only a cursory once over with a towel, I pushed Meggie’s bedroom door open gently.

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Böyle olunca kendimi bir orospu gibi hissediyorum ve bu beni iyice azdiriyor.Hasanin dört arkadasi yanimiza vardi ve beni gördüklerinde çok memnunluk verici bir ifadeyle tebrik eder gibi Hasana baktilar. Onlara kisa bir sehir turu yaptirdik ve sonra bir lokantaya yemek yemeye gittik. Gözlerini üzerimden çekemiyorlardi. Onlara her firsatta beni dikizlemeleri için izin verdim. Yemekten sonra dogruca evimize gittik. Hasan videoya bir kaset koydu ancak bu seyrettigimiz Erotik bir filmdi. Artik canim sikilmaya Anadolu Yakası Escort basladi ve tüm erkeklere dönerek bütün bir film boyunca bunu seyretmek istemiyorum ben güzel bir eglence istiyorum dedim.Ancak Hasan beni hiç duymamis gibi dudaklarima yapisti, beni öpmeye basladi ve ardindan ellerimi arkama götürerek beni kelepçeledi. Görünüse göre Hasan beni hiç dinlemeyecekti, ve arkadaslarina dönerek bu sadece eglence için, simdi onu nasil köle gibi yaptigimi görebilirsiniz dedi. Etegimi yukari . siyirarak beni kucagina dogru büktü böylece götüm özgürlügüne kavusmustu. Durmasi için biraz haykirdimsa da karsilik olarak kaba etlerime elini çarpmaya basladi. Bunu daha önce denemistik, canimi acitmasina ragmen çok hoslaniyordum bu durumdan.Ayaga kalktim ve etegim belimde yere uzandim ve götüm artik arkadaslarinin gözleri önündeydi. Odasina giderek simdiye kadar sadece resimlerde gördügüm bir agiz tikaci ile geri döndü ve onu agzima yerlestirip basimin arkasina dogru uzattigi kayisini baglayiverdi böylece konusamayacaktim. Hasan gülümseyerek bunu çok özel bir gün için sakliyordum ve iste o özel gün geldi dedi. Bir süre popomdan tokatlamaya devam etti. Birkaç vurustan sonra su an için kafi dedi ve durdu. Arkadaslari bütün olayi ve benim sicakligimi gözleri açik bir sekilde izlemislerdi.Kocam ayaga kalkmami söyledi ve güzel vücudumu Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan arkadaslarina sunacagini ekledi. Agzimin kapali ve ellerim kelepçeli olmasi beni çok tahrik etmisti bu durumdan çok hoslanmistim. Dört arkadasinin önünde yere diz çöktüm tekrar. Hasan tisörtümü omuzlarima kadar siyirip, etegimde . dizlerime kadar indirdi. Sonra sertlesmis gögüslerimden baslayip, önce meme uçlarimi, ardindan bacaklarimin üst kismini, amimi ve apaçik görünen götümü oksamaya basladi. Bu harika iskenceye zor dayaniyordum. Agzimdaki cisme ragmen inlemeye baslamistim. Hasan beni oksadigi süre içinde devamli konustu; “Şu gögüslere bakin. Onun ne kadar atesli oldugunu anliyorsunuzdur. Meme baslarina bakin ne kadar sertlesmis!” gibi beni öven seylerdi söyledikleri.Arkadaslari çok azgin duruma gelmislerdi ve hepsi tezahürat yapmaya basladilar bana. Hasan bana gülümseyerek “Meryem gördügün dört azgin erkek ile daha iyi keyif alacagindan eminim” dedi. Dizlerimi kendime dogru çekerek bastirdi ve agzimdaki tikaci ve ellerimdeki kelepçeyi çikardi. Sertlesmis penisini daha önceden açiga çikaran arkadaslarindan biri üzerime dogru geldi. Bende bu durumda çok azmistim ve hemen arkadasinin yaragini sicak agzimin içine aldim. Ardindan bir digerininkini.Böylece kocamin bütün arkadaslarini agzimda emdim. Hasan nihayet beni yere yatirdi. Onun yaragini Escort Anadolu Yakası öpmeye, yalamaya ve emmeye basladim. Birkaç dakika sonra elini basima koyup agzimi siken penisini çikardi ve agzimin üzerinde eliyle bir iki defa oynadigi penisinden spermler fiskirmaya basladi, bütün yüzüm onun zevk sivisiyla dolmustu. Hepsini yutmaya çalistim. Biraz rahatladiktan sonra Hasan tamamen soyunmami istedi benden. Topuklu ayakkabilarim hariç her seyimi çikarip tüm çiplakligimla bu dört azgin erkegin önüne oturdum. Hasan eliyle, sirilsiklam olmus amimi parmaklamaya basladi. Bana “Sen hep iyi bir kadin oldun hadi beni takip et simdi” dedi. Yatak odasina dogru ilerledik. Orada ellerim ve ayaklarima kravat bagladi. Daha sonra bacaklarim çok aralanmis sekilde ayaklarimdan ve ellerimden yataga baglandim.Hasan tekrar sertlesen yaragini amimin içine kaydirdi. Onun gidip gelmeleriyle beraber birkaç dakika sonra çok güçlü bir orgazm yasadim. Bu oldukça doyurucu ve uzun bir orgazmdi. Ardindan kocam da içime bosalarak kalkti ve giyinip disarida seyredilen filmi izlemek için yatak odasindan çikti. Yataga bagli çiplak bir sekilde yalniz kaldim o arada. Üç saat boyunca, bu bes erkek, yaraklari büyür büyümez yanima gelip beni siktiler.En sonunda artik onlarin gitme zamani geldi. Hasan bana son kez yaraklarini agzina al, bu sekilde daha güzel hosçakalin demis olursun dedi. Tek
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Grace’s Public Fingering

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I’m 18, and my name is Grace. Before this, I’d never done anything sexual. My cousin and one of my closest friends, Ali, had always told about the things she’d done with her boyfriends, stepbrother, and her other boy toys. Ever since elementary school, I’ve always had big boobs. I developed young! I have long, wavy, dark brown hair that goes down to my belly button, which I have pierced with a little diamond stud my dad bought for me in Africa. I have big, light blue eyes and straight white teeth. I never had braces growing up (thank God). I have thirty four-C boobs and I’m five feet, five inches tall. I guess my first public sexual act happened this year, a couple months ago. It was during a school assembly. The whole school had gathered Ataşehir Escort for some boring Hillary-Clinton-like lecture in the auditorium. I took a deep breath and entered the room, sauntering the back of the room. I sat in the back pew. “Check out the view, eh, Tim?” a familiar voice asked. I didn’t need to turn around to know that voice belonged to Tanner Roads, the infamously hot twin brother to the equally infamously hot twin brother Timothy Roads. “Check ‘er out, eh, Tan?” Tim asked quietly. “Beautiful sight, eh?” I rolled my eyes and turned around. “Hello, boys.” Tanner and Timothy smiled their toothy white grins at me and each of them sat on either side of me, giggling like little boys. Ataşehir Escort Bayan “Attention, students,” a voice at the front of the room commanded on a microphone. “Can I please have everyone’s attention?” I stared at the front of the large auditorium at the principal as she lectured on for about five more minutes, until I realized something warm was snaking its way up my leg. I turned and saw Timothy moving his fingers up my thigh towards my . . . um, you know. Tanner coughed once he saw me notice Timothy, and he began creeping his hand up my other leg. Both of their hands were now on the inside of my inner thigh, nearing the juicy mound. “What are you doing?” I hissed. “Shhh . . .” Timothy Escort Ataşehir hushed me as he pushed my purple American Apparel skirt up farther on my thigh. Now the only thing separating him was my light blue thong. Tanner reached over and lightly touched my pussy through the fabric and by reflexes my legs instantly spread apart. I hated the power they had over me. Tanner chuckled to himself at the sexual power he could hold over me. “Shhh, Grace . . .” I gasped as Timothy pulled off the panties and threw them on the floor. Tanner bent down and picked them up and put them in his coat pocket and I had to fight not to laugh. I didn’t want anyone else to notice what we were doing. Timothy slid his finger gently down onto my pussy, and I bit my lip to keep from gasping. His touch was so hot! He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Grace, you’re wet? You’re already wet for me?” I nodded at his delicious dirty talk. “Yes, I am . . . Touch me more.” “Call me Daddy,” Timothy whispered. I threw my head back as Timothy pressed down on my clitoris.

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Wine Bar Date

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Miranda walked down the street in a daze, trying to ignore the lingering moisture between her legs. After her surprising, yet incredibly rewarding experience at the coffee shop, she could hardly wait for dinner later with the mysterious Heather. Even if nothing sexual happened, she still wanted to know more about the woman who was brazen enough to take control of a complete stranger in public place. Knowing that Heather was likely very busy, Miranda held off on calling about dinner plans. Not that this was a conventional dating situation by any means, but the old rules about not calling too soon were still quite ingrained. Upon reaching her apartment, she took a quick shower to rinse off the thin layer of sweat that seemed to be clinging to every inch of her body, particularly under her ample breasts, much to her annoyance. She retrieved a pair of dark blue, low-cut panties and slipped them on, set the matching bra aside for later, and returned to her living room to air dry in front of a fan. Upon flopping down on the couch, she was surprised to see the notification light on her phone flashing to indicate a voicemail. She unlocked the phone and checked the recent calls, even more surprised to see the call was from Heather. That was fast! she thought. Her stomach fluttered from excitement. I’m being ridiculous! The message was benign – a simple request to call back when she had a chance. Miranda dialed back immediately, deliberately throwing the stupid “rules” out the window. Heather answered on the first ring. “Hello?” “Heather? “Oh, hey you. Didn’t look at my phone before I answered. I was actually afraid you might not call me back. Are you still interested in dinner?” “Of course!” “Wonderful. There’s a wine bar that just opened up across town. It seems popular, but not too crowded most nights. You do like wine, right?” “Are there people that don’t like wine?” Miranda giggled, more from excitement than her weak joke. Over the next few minutes, details of the rendezvous were worked out, with the women planning to meet at eight o’clock the next night. “One last thing,” Heather said as they were about to hang up, “what are you wearing?” “Oh, just Anadolu Yakası Escort some dark blue lacy panties. Too hot for much else right now,” Miranda responded playfully. Heather chuckled. “Sounds delightful… I’d quite like to see that. Actually though, I meant what are you wearing out tomorrow night? You’re so adorable, and I’m sure you have a wardrobe to match, and I just want to make sure I don’t clash.” After a few minutes of wardrobe discussion, when Miranda was just about to hang up, Heather spoke up quickly. “I almost forgot. Those blue panties you’re wearing…” “What about them?” “Take them off please. Save them for tomorrow if you like.” “Okay, sure. Is there something else you would like me to wear tonight?” Heather listened to what sounded like shuffling on the other end of the phone, as Miranda wriggled out of her panties while trying to keep the phone against her ear. “No. Remain bare.” “Why?” “You sure do ask a lot questions, dear. Because I want you to, that’s why. Anything else you’d like to know?” “No, I guess not.” “Alright. I’ll see you tomorrow night. Sleep well.” The next day passed with agonizing slowness until seven, when Miranda got dressed and took a train across town. The air-conditioned car was a godsend after her sweltering apartment, and she took the opportunity to touch up the small amount of makeup she wore. A few minutes later, she found herself standing outside a neat little wine bar tucked between a two larger establishments, looking around for her new friend, and wondering what the night would bring. What if we don’t have anything to talk about? A light touch on Miranda’s elbow jolted her out of her reverie. Miranda turned to find Heather standing next to her, looking stunningly gorgeous in a narrow black skirt that fell just below her knees, slit almost to mid-thigh, strappy heels, and a sheer blouse that just hinted at flawless skin underneath. Miranda nearly swooned at the sight. The stares from people milling about outside were not lost on Miranda, and she felt genuinely privileged to be seen with someone so classically beautiful. Heather had the sort of Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan timeless look that skipped fads and looked natural in any era. Miranda was dressed in dark pants that followed her curves until flaring near her ankles. A print halter top clung tightly around her neck, and contrasted with the way evening light turned her hair a much deeper red. Finally, a pair of wedge heels added about an inch to her height. Even with the height boost, she was still a few inches shorter than her statuesque new friend. Miranda stared, grinning, at Heather. “Wow, you look fantastic ! Are you sure I’m qualified to be seen with you?” Heather simply smiled and leaned forward to place a light, wet, kiss on the corner of Miranda’s mouth, then motioned toward the door. “Shall we?” The host seated the women in a U-shaped booth against the wall towards the back of the dining area. It was secluded enough to be semi-private, but exposed enough that its occupants were well aware of being in a room full of people. The bar was busy without being loud or crowded, quiet enough to carry on a conversation but loud enough to mask it. Butterflies danced in Miranda’s stomach and caused her to shiver in anticipation of what could happen. Underneath her clothes, she wore exactly what Heather had requested. And last night? She’d also done exactly as requested then, even going so far as to refrain from pleasuring herself “all the way.” A waitress stopped by to take orders. Chianti for Heather and a pinot grigio for Miranda, with a cheese plate to share. Avoiding the elephant in the room, the two women chatted about the city, their hobbies, and work. Both enjoyed the pace of the city, although, as Miranda was not surprised to learn, Heather was from a completely different part of it. A part that required money. Lots of money. Miranda also learned that Heather shared her interest in yoga and in fact was a yoga instructor at a local health club. Most interesting was Heather’s ability to keep the conversation focused on others while revealing very little about herself. After 45 minutes of conversation, Heather still seemed Escort Anadolu Yakası a mystery to Miranda. Quiet, polite, always listening and observing intently, and simultaneously a little intimidating and just a tiny bit aloof, but without a hint of arrogance. Heather’s mystique and personality made her seem significantly older than Miranda, even though they were at most only five or six years apart in age. As the wine continued to work its magic on Miranda, she failed to notice Heather discreetly scooting closer to her in the booth until their thighs were brushing together as they talked. Miranda’s heart jumped when she felt a light touch just above her knee. She demurely sipped her wine in an attempt to hide her emotions behind the glass. “You snuck up on me.” “Mmmm-hmmmm,” Heather replied. The two women hesitated for a moment, enjoying the tension thickening the air between them “Will you do something for me?” Heather whispered, her voice soft and sultry in Miranda’s ear. Miranda turned slightly and brushed her cheek against Heather’s. “Maybe. What is it?” “I’ve been wanting to see those pretty blue panties you mentioned earlier. Will you show them to me.” Miranda blushed deeply. “Here? You can’t be-” “I’m being completely serious my dear. No one’s watching except me.” She paused and stroked Miranda’s delicate jawline softly. “Please?” The skin on Miranda’s arms and scalp goosebumped as Heather’s light touch caused her senses to work overtime. Heather’s hair and warm breath tickled her ear as she waited expectantly for her request to be followed. The wine certainly helped loosen her inhibitions, but really it was Heather’s scent and touch, and that silky voice that dripped with gentle authority, that were absolutely intoxicating. Miranda felt like she was being pulled into an insulated bubble where Heather’s touch was the only thing she wanted, yet remained just out of reach. Miranda sighed softly, dropped her hands to her lap, released the button on her pants, and drew the zipper slowly downwards. The sudden release of pressure around her waist caused her stomach to flip. She felt exposed, even though she had yet to shed any clothing.. “You were so daring at the coffee shop today, I’m surprised you’re so hesitant,” Heather said, sternly. Miranda looked at Heather in surprise, “that was sort of spur of the moment for me,” she pouted. Cautiously, she raised up from the booth and slid her pants over her butt and down around her knees, then dropped quickly back out of sight.

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Oli Meets Rebecca – Book 1 Part 3

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Part Three:  The bonding is completed.I was about to stand up when Rebecca moved forwards and pushed me back down onto the recliner.  “Lay the chair back,” she commanded.  I did so.  Rebecca undid the laces of my new sneakers and removed the shoes one by one.  Similarly with the socks.  “Undo your jeans,” another command issued.‘All that’s missing here is a whip and a leather metal studded collar,’ I thought to myself.  But I continued to do as I was told. “Good boy.  Mommy approves,” she purred seductively.  “Keep being a good boy and you will get rewards.” As Rebecca was saying this, she was also slowly rubbing her hands up her thighs, over her pussy and up towards her generous breasts.  Even though the buttons on my Levi’s were undone, the strain created by my rapidly swelling cock was undeniable.  It was rather uncomfortable, to say the least. “But if you’re a naughty boy, you will be punished,” she exclaimed, mock sternness in her voice.“Yes, Mommy.  I’ll be a good boy,” I  promised, playing along with the scene.  In a perverse sense, I wondered if this kinky Mommy and Son routine may be driven by Simone’s antics.‘No.  Don’t overthink it Oli,’ I thought to myself.  Rebecca reached out and started to remove my jeans.  I moved to help her by lifting my ass off the recliner. “Oh, good boy,” Rebecca cooed.  “Mommy likes a good little helper.  Good helpers get rewards.”My erection had now burst through the opening at the front of my boxers and was standing proud.  “Here is your reward.” Rebecca leaned forward and took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked it gently.  At the same time, she placed one hand on the base of my manhood and started to move it up and down, slowly.  The sensations running through me were electric.  I groaned in pleasure.  Rebecca lifted her head and ceased her stroking. “Did you speak out of turn?” she asked me, sternly.  “That won’t do.  Punishment for you.”Whether she meant the phrase to rhyme or not I don’t know.  She didn’t miss a beat however and tucked my raging hard-on back into my boxers, making it strain against the remarkably uncomfortable fabric.  Possibly because one of her hands was also pushing against my ball sack, quite hard. “What do you say to Mommy?”  She demanded of me. Immediately, I replied, “I’m sorry Mommy, I won’t do it again.” She released the pressure on my balls and returned to her ministrations on my cock.‘I’m quite liking this,’  I thought to myself.  Suddenly realising that perhaps I wasn’t as vanilla as my previous girlfriend had thought.Once more Rebecca had the head of my cock in her mouth, licking the tip sensually.  A hand was stroking the shaft and I was again in paradise.  I reached up to cup one of her breasts through the fabric of the basque, but she must have felt me move under her and batted my hand away, blindly.  I was impressed by her spatial awareness.  The blow job continued for about five minutes until I was ready to explode again.  Once again, Rebecca used edging to heighten the sensation. Yesterday, it was twice before allowing me release.  Presently, the count was at four, and I had serious doubts about managing to make it to five.  I felt the familiar twitch in my balls as my climax began to build.  I think Rebecca sensed that I wasn’t going to be able to stop myself this time and moved her hand so she could take the full length of my engorged cock deep into her throat. The tension was building.  Indescribable sensations of pleasure were shooting through my body when I felt a kind of cold, shivering sensation start in my toes and roll up my body like a wave breaking on a sandy shore.  The orgasm was massive.  My hips bucked wildly İstanbul Escort as the tension was released along with my thick cum.  Presently the tingling subsided, and my senses returned.  It was then that I realised that Rebecca still had my dick in her mouth, and she was still sucking.  She looked up at me, innocently.  She smiled, then dabbed at the corner of her mouth with her little pinkie finger. “Yummy,” was all she said.As I lay there, slightly bewildered and coming down from my natural high, Rebecca repositioned herself to be perched on the edge of the other recliner.   As she sat, she spread her legs slightly and gently started to rub at her pussy. “Do you like to watch me play with myself?” She inquired.  As soon as I saw what she was doing, I felt stirrings in my cock once again.  Despite its recent workout, I felt it begin to twitch. “I adore playing with myself.  Gently teasing my little clit and making it swell.” She rolled her head back and moaned a little. “Feeling the lace of my panties on my skin makes me so wet.” It was as if she was talking to herself, not me.I was mesmerised by the vision in front of me.  Never in my wildest dreams had the thought entered my mind that I would get with someone as… I struggled to find another adjective, but there was only one that suited my current train of thought.  With someone as perfect as Rebecca. As I watched, I could see that Rebecca was starting to rub a little harder and with more urgency to the movements.  Another groan of pleasure came from her, and she locked eyes with me. “Should I take these off?”  She asked coyly. I just nodded my affirmation that I thought this was a good idea.  She hooked the thumb of her free hand under the lace of the panties and pulled them towards her knees, wriggling on the seat a little, then with one deft movement, stood and let the panties fall to the floor, kicking them to one side when they landed. Rebecca sat once more and opened her legs wide.  Showing me her sex in all its glory.  Returning her hand to her pussy, she parted her lips and allowed her fingers to become slick from her wetness, then gently slid her three middle fingers into her sex three or four times, before withdrawing them. “I love to taste my pussy; it makes me so fucking horny.”  With her now very lubricated fingers, she raised them to her mouth and seductively sucked, delighting in the flavour of her pussy juices.  It was plain to see that she was exceedingly horny, given her current state of undress.My cock was now rock hard again.  I stood up, removed my shirt, and walked the two steps to reach Rebecca.  I reached up to her voluminous cleavage, which was threatening to succumb to gravity and spill over the top of her bustier.  The lace trimming the top of the piece was putting up a valiant fight against a much superior force I thought.  I decreed that I would have to help remedy this situation.  Slowly, I reached out for the uppermost fastener of the top, only to find that it was fastened from the rear.‘How the hell did she put this on?’ I wondered, while I gently motioned for her to spin around to allow me access to the device that was holding her generous bust prisoner in a Bastille of cotton and lace.  Gracefully, she pivoted on one foot to face away from me, and I moved her long hair to one side, allowing access to my target.  Quite by accident, I was a little too close and as I reached for the fasteners, the tip of my cock pressed against Rebecca’s ass. “Oooh, hello,” she giggled, playfully.  I pulled back slightly and focussed on the fasteners.  One by one the little metal prison guards yielded to my İstanbul Escort Bayan hands and before long, Rebecca’s generous breasts were now free.  I turned her around once more, to face me.  I cupped her tits with both hands, rubbing in a circular pattern.  Rebecca placed her hands on mine and groaned loudly, pushing them even harder into the flesh.  Subliminally telling me that she liked rough play with her tits. “Do you like my tits, baby?”  She whispered to me. “Very much,”  I replied as I crouched slightly to take one of her exceedingly erect nipples into my mouth.  I suckled on the tit, teasing the nipple with my tongue and she let out a low long ‘oooh,’ sound.  Her long, luscious hair was tickling my forehead, which was not an entirely unpleasant sensation.  Presently, I came up for air and met Rebecca’s eyes. “Do you want me, Oli?  I’m so horny for you right now I could explode, baby.”  The question surprised me a little. ‘Who in their right mind wouldn’t?’ I thought.  I simply nodded and helped her lay down on the recliner.  I suddenly realised.  I had no protection with me. “I want to, so very much,” I said, apologetically, “but I don’t have any protection with me,” I admitted.  Rebecca regarded me with loving eyes. “It’s OK baby, you won’t need anything.  I take birth control to help with heavy periods, so win, win I guess.” Again, I was surprised at how open and honest she was being with me. ‘Then again, I suppose being this intimate with someone, inhibitions become a little redundant,’ I thought.  I had to bring up the elephant in the room. “It’s not just babies I’m concerned about,” I admitted to her.  Still regarding me with such affection she smiled slightly and said words that I would never have expected, given how… experienced and comfortable she seemed with her sexuality.“It’s OK baby, you don’t need to worry about STIs either.  You see, I’m a virgin, at least in the biblical sense.” Three little words and it was like a bomb had gone off in my head.  I could see sparks and my ears were ringing. “I see,” I said, tenderly. “Then I shall be exceedingly gentle.” This new information changed the entire dynamic of the situation.  I had been steeling myself for a bucking bronco-style fuck session where I would have to hang on for dear life given how forward and confident Rebecca seemed. Now I was the one with the experience and would be guiding this divine creature through her first experience of a proper fuck.  Immediately I chided myself.  I wasn’t going to be that guy.  I wasn’t going to treat Rebecca as another notch on my bedpost. I was developing some intense emotions for this woman, and I wasn’t about to make her first time unnecessarily wild or unpleasant.  If she directed that should be the case throughout our time here, I would be happy to oblige, but it would be Rebecca that would set the pace which I would happily follow.  I wasn’t going to fuck this woman!  I was going to make love to her.—I joined Rebecca on the recliner, my naked body lying next to her.  It was a squeeze, but that made it all the cosier and more sensual.  The stark contrast of warm flesh against cold leather was exhilarating.  I reached out a hand to stroke her cheek, seeing how flushed she’d become.  Her cheeks and the tops of her tits were almost glowing with a red rash. I leaned forward and kissed her deeply, our tongues once again became entwined as she wrapped her arms around my body, holding me close to her.  I pulled back slightly and with a free hand, I gently cupped and massaged each of her glorious tits.  Playing with each nipple with my thumb and index finger, tweaking Escort İstanbul and twisting, with an occasional flick for good measure. Each time, little squeaks and groans of pleasure came from her sensuous mouth.  I realised that there wasn’t enough room to move where we were, and stood, scooping up Rebecca in my arms.  I gently laid her down on the rug and lay between her legs.  We kissed again, our tongues performing the most sensual ballet.  I moved my kisses down her chest, tracing the outlines of her nipples with my tongue and then blowing gently where the skin was moist from my saliva. Instantly, Rebecca shuddered with delight, her nipples becoming even more erect.  I moved lower still, tracking my tongue down to her navel and gently circling its pretty little circumference.  How had I not noticed the piercing that was there the other night?   I looked up at her and asked… “Are you sure you’re ready?”  I didn’t want there to be any chance of regrets should things go south in the future. “Oh, fuck yes,” was the reply. ‘OK,’ I thought and moved to part Rebecca’s legs.  For her part, she was already one step ahead of me and had opened her legs and brought her heels to her ass cheeks.  I took my shaft in my hand and gave it a couple of strokes, then gently eased it forward so that the head was just touching her pussy.  Rebecca moaned at the sensation of me rubbing my throbbing cock on her soaking wet pussy, especially when my knob ran over her clit. When I was satisfied that there was sufficient lubrication, I pushed the head in a little further this time, carefully watching her face for any signs of discomfort.  Rebecca’s eyes went wide.  She gasped, then held her breath.  I started to pull out, but she stopped me. “It’s just a lot thicker than I thought it would be.  Don’t stop baby,” she breathed huskily.  Gently I pushed in further and further, just a little at a time to make certain Rebecca was comfortable to continue all the time.  Eventually, I was balls-deep in her sex and no adverse signs were coming from her face. “Oh, my God, this feels fucking sensational,” she exclaimed.  I was happy that she was happy, I began a slow rhythmic pumping in time with the beat of the music that was still playing.  My hands wandered all over her milky white skin, caressing every inch I could reach with delicate fingertips barely touching her. We kissed passionately for what seemed an eternity until I felt an urgency in her kiss and a fervent grabbing at my back indicating that she was close to cumming.  I kept the rhythm going, I feared that altering it in any way would bust the groove we were in and blow her orgasm.  Moans started to come thick and fast, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around my back, holding me deep within her and halting my movement. I suddenly felt an immense clamping on my cock as her pussy muscles contracted, pulsing with the waves of her climax.  Her fingernails nails dug into my back, and I could hear a muffled grunting with each spasm of her body.  “Holy fuck,” Rebecca managed to say, barely able to speak above a whisper in the aftermath of her first orgasm by actual intercourse.  Myself, I had never been bareback before, and the sensation, which was an entirely different feeling from wearing a rubber, was electrifying.  I wanted more.  I never wanted this feeling to go away.  The feeling of being this close to another human being, so intimate and sharing the most precious of things a person can share was intoxicating and I wanted it all the time. There was no break this time.  No, ‘your turn’ swapping.  I simply continued making love to this beautiful woman and before long, between her kisses, her nails running down my back and her pussy clinging on to my cock like it was a life preserver signalled the arrival of yet another orgasm.  I was about to cum for the second time, myself.  I was about to pull out before cumming, when Rebecca locked eyes with me and breathed heavily.

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Nicole pointed at a picture of me and Peter. “Isn’t is about time you forget about him? It’s a bloody month, time to move on!” “He was my first love.” I knew Nicole was right but I wasn’t ready yet. “Oh, come on, Ellen. You’re in your early twenties, right? You should have men crawling at your feet with a body like yours”. I knew she was right. Many women look with envy at my body. I hardly have to put any effort in it but I remain slim, and at my age, my breasts aren’t influenced by gravity yet. They remain firm and I often wonder why I need a bra. This, in combination with my long blond hair, has made the heads of several men turn but I don’t really care or provoke anything. Nicole shook her head. “Please, don’t tell me you’re looking for true love?”“What’s wrong with that,” I replied. “True love doesn’t exist, look at what happened between you and Peter. You really think that was true love?”Again, Nicole was right. According to him we grew apart which I never understood. I never felt something was wrong until the day he said we needed to talk and then he left. Maybe that was exactly the problem, me not seeing it. Maybe I didn’t understand Peter which created the barrier between us. Maybe it was all Bostancı Escort a lie and he ran away with some bimbo. I’ll never know anyway. “You know, you need to relax a little. That will help get over Peter.”“I tried,” I explained to Nicole. “Hell, I’ve even been to yoga classes but nothing seemed to help.” “Those things never work,” she explained. “Have you had an orgasm since he left you?”The bluntness of the question took me by surprise. “No…” was all I could say.“You know, you should really give it a try. Just take your time and treat it like normal sex. Try to seduce yourself.” “How am I supposed to do that?”“Easy. Just as you did with Peter, how did you make him want you?” she asked.I had a ritual for arousing Peter. The preparation was always half the fun. I would start by taking a hot shower. I usually would put the shower head on a hard setting while massaging my breasts and nipples. Sometimes I would even aim between my legs but never would I go too far. That pleasure was for later. I often had to restrain myself from continuing. Focusing on my breasts only was usually more than enough to get my juices going. After the shower, I would go through my Bostancı Escort Bayan special drawer to find that special piece. Depending on what I have in mind, I would pick a suitable set. This could go from a lace under-bust corset with matching stockings to a leather bodysuit. Sometimes Peter wasn’t home yet when I prepared myself, so I waited for him in the living room. When I would hear the door opening I would sit in a special positioning, making sure he could see all the good stuff I have to offer. Sometimes when he was working too long, I would start by rubbing his neck and slowly moving my hands down his torso and ending in his pents.After explaining this to Nicole, she padded me on the shoulder. “So, how does it feel explaining this to me?” she asked, as if I were on a psychiatrist’s sofa. I shuffled on my chair and smiled mischievously.“Tonight when you get home, I want you to perform the routine but do it just for you, make yourself comfortable on the sofa and start enjoying yourself.” I thought about it for a moment and maybe she was right. Maybe I just have to release myself. I’m sure I would enjoy it so why not. I said nothing but smiled showing Escort Bostancı my consent.“I want to hear all about it tomorrow, alright?” Nicole said. I noticed some excitement in her voice. I couldn’t help think about the idea that she would do the same tonight.After work, I hurried home. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I wanted to do tonight. For the first time in weeks, I actually didn’t think about Peter. I felt like Nicole’s idea would really work.When I got home, I took a bottle of champagne and treated myself to some nice bubbles. I don’t drink much so a glass of champagne would definitely help me relax and open up. With the glass in my hand I shut the curtains in the living room and went towards the bedroom. If I wanted to seduce myself I would love to see a nice show, so I decided to stand in front of the mirror and started moving sensually. I moved my hips while stroking my hair and moving downwards to open a button of my shirt. After the second button, I slowly pulled the shirt over my head unveiling my white laced bra. I let my hand move gently from my belly to my breasts. I opened my bra and let it fall on the floor while keeping my eyes focused on the mirror. I saw a sensual body with beautiful breasts. The mirror image cupped one of them and squeezed it which made her release a soft moan. I went closer to her and touched her. Our hands met while her other hand disappeared in her skirt. I felt my mirror image rubbing on my wet panties. I couldn’t resist and had to see what was going in.

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