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Mary Nasi was a high-powered executive in a top marketing firm. She was in the top of her game until Michael Brown joined the company and basically stole her job. He got accepted into the boy’s club and several months later Mary was out the door.

They gave her a nice severance package and was sent on her way. Now Mary, had always had a nanny who cared for her house and the children. But, when she lost her job, her husband said she needed to lose the nanny. They weren’t hurting for money, but if Mary was going to be home now, she could certainly clean the house and care for the children.

At first, Mary really enjoyed doing all of her mundane chores. Their house was clean and organized and looked better than when the Nanny was there. She brushed up on her cooking skills and was delivering delicious gourmet meals. Her husband was delighted that his wife was settling into being a housewife.

This was how it went for about six months. Eventually, Mary grew bored of being the happy little housewife. Her kids were in school and went to afterschool activities and weren’t home until about four o’clock. Mary had a lot of time on her hands. She was tired of watching televison but needed something to fill up the time.

She started out with social media. She played games and joined forums. It was kind of interesting but became boring really fast. Mary was looking for something else to do. She didn’t want to leave her house. The internet was a big place with all kinds of interesting websites to visit. She would just have to find something that was more interesting to do.

Her husband was a bit of a control freak. He expected things his way. He wanted the house clean, his children put to bed, a nice meal with some wine and his wife in a sexy negligee ready to give him head and some nookie. He figured since she was home all day it was the least she could do for him.

Again, this was fun for a while, but Mary needed more excitement in her life. She started fiddling with the internet again and accidentally hit a wrong word and was directed to a porn site. The site seemed different than your usual porn site. It wasn’t a place with videos. It seemed interesting and worth taking a further look.

The website appeared to have chatting and it reminded her of another popular social media site. Mary found it interesting and made an account. If you were going to chat, you needed to be a member. Mary thought this was the perfect place for her. It was a place for men and women to have conversations with each other. It appeared to be harmless fun. She didn’t even need to leave her house and could meet interesting people. Mary knew this was going to be her new indulgence.

She was excited to make friends and have adult conversation. She hadn’t had any adult conversation since she left her job. She was eager to join the site. She couldn’t wait to get started. She would definitely Akbatı escort bayan keep this from her husband. She didn’t think he’d be happy with her having sexual conversations with people.

She created an account, so she’d be able to chat. She’d call herself “Sexy_Mary.” She was a bit nervous and very excited to get started. She’d cybered with boyfriends back in college and thought it would be something dirty and fun that she could do to pass time.

After her account was made, she entered a chat room. It was crowded and a bit confusing. She tried to see what people did while they were in the room. Most of the people were just having idle chit chat. It kind of felt like going to Starbucks. People were just shooting the breeze. Mary wasn’t sure what to do but did see that people were having cyber sex out in the open. Some were disgusted by it and told them to go into a private room. Mary wanted to find somebody to have a conversation with. She didn’t want to share any private information. She wanted to role-play with somebody.

“Sexy_Mary, that’s a really cool name. I bet you’re hot as hell.”

“Jim22, I’m blonde and blue-eyed.”

“You sound very sexy. Do you have nice tits?”

“I do. Do you have a big cock?”

“I do. Want to chat privately? I can make you cream your panties.”

“Sure. What do I need to do?”

“Just hit the private button and we can chat.”

“Okay.”

Mary did as Jim said to do and was routed to a different place. She was very excited to chat with him. Jim entered the room and immediately started to flirt with her.

“Hey gorgeous! I’m sitting here with a hard-on for you. Tell me what you really look like. I bet you have a wet pussy. I’m stroking hard for you baby.”

“I’m 5’7″ and have blond long hair. My breasts are double D.”

“Fuck! You sound gorgeous. Why don’t you take your clothes off and masturbate with me! I want you to tell me about your pussy. Do you have a hairy bush or are you nicely smooth?”

“I’m already naked and my fingers are rubbing my bare pussy. Does that make you hot?”

“Yes! Fuck baby that sounds sexy. I bet your shaved pussy is so fucking cute. Rub your clit baby. Make that bald pussy cream for me. Daddy has a big cock that he’s rubbing fast for his sexy slut!”

“I’m sliding my fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy is so juicy while I fuck myself with my index finger. My pussy is making all kinds of wet slushy noises while I fuck myself up to my knuckle.”

“Fuck! You’re so sexy Mary. Tell me how wet your pussy is? Make sure to fuck yourself hard with your fingers. Are you coming for me?”

“Would it be okay if I play with my vibrator instead? I really like to fuck myself hard. I have a nice vibrator that makes me come fast.”

“Yes! Fuck your pussy hard and fast. I want to come for you. My cock is seven inches long and my Escort Aksaray come is about to blow. Fuck that cunt harder and faster for me. Shit! I’m thinking of those big tits and your blonde hair. Could you take a picture of yourself and send it? I want to come while looking at your photo!”

Mary had a picture of herself fucking her pussy that she had previously taken. She didn’t show her face but did show her pussy sliding in and out of her pussy. Her breasts and shaved pussy were in the picture. It was a very sexy shot of herself. She knew that her friend Jim would find it sexy.

“Fuck! You’re hot! I’m coming! Thanks baby! That was so hot! I hope you came too. Add me as a friend and we could chat again. I got to go!”

Mary never took off her clothes. She wanted to elude to the fact that she did. She thought it would be fun to get Jim off, but she wanted to find somebody who she could have detailed cyber fun with. She had no intention of pleasuring herself while she chatted but would pleasure herself after the fact.

Jim signed off and Mary went back into the other room. She wanted to find somebody else to talk with. Mary was interested in detailed chatting. Several people said hello to her. They all seemed like they just wanted to jack off to her sexy words. She didn’t want to be somebody’s word whore for a cheap thrill.

“Sexy_Mary is a hot name! I bet you’re very sexy. My name is Robert and I’m thirty-two.”

“Nice to meet you Robert. I’m Mary and I’m thirty-five.”

“I see you’re new. You’ll really like it here.”

“It seems really cool. Do you want to do a role-play?”

“Sure. Would you like to go private?”

“Yes.”

“Great. You initiate the chat and I’ll meet you there.”

Mary hit the private button and waited for Robert to enter the private chatroom. She was hoping they could do a more involved roleplay. Just having him jack off wasn’t going to do it for her. She wanted to create a sexy scene.

“Mary, are you here?”

“Yes. Would you be interested in doing a detailed role-play?”

“Sure. That would be great. Most women just like for me to say sexy things while they masturbate. I’d be up for something more tantalizing.”

“Do you have a subject in mind?”

“Anything would be hot. Why don’t you surprise me! I’ll follow along.”

“Great. I’ll start then. Imagine that I’m a lady cop and I’m sitting in my squad car while you’re in your White SUV. You speed down the road where I’m sitting in my idling squad car. I put my cherry siren on and chase you down the country road. You pull over on the deserted road and wait for me to come to your window. You take out your license and registration and wait for me to address you.”

“Good afternoon Officer.”

“Do you know that you were forty miles over the speed limit?”

“I’m sorry officer. I didn’t think I was going Ankara escort that fast.”

“I’ll need your license and registration.”

“Here you go.”

The officer takes his license and registration and goes back to her squad car. She’s quite taken with how attractive he is. She has no plans on giving him a ticket but plans on having sex with him. She walks back over to his SUV and hands him back his information.

“I’ll give you a break if you want to do something nice for me.”

“What would you like officer?”

“I’d like to fuck you. I really had a bad day and you’re such a scrumptious morsel.”

“That’s really hot officer. Why don’t you take off your clothes and I’ll lick your pussy!”

“That’s what I’m talking about.”

The hot guy gets out of his vehicle and helps the officer off with her clothes. He opens the passenger side door and the officer climbs in. The officer spreads her legs and the hot man positions his head between the officer’s thighs. He kisses and licks her pussy.

The officer moans and groans and plays with her breasts. Her pussy is so wet while the hot man pleasures her. The officer is moaning in delight while he pleasures her with his tongue. He’s making slurping noises while he munches on her hot box.

“Fuck me with your tongue!”

“You got it honey.”

The hot man tongue fucks the officer until she creams on his tongue. Her pussy cream is thick and creamy and the officer is enjoying the hot man’s actions. She screams out to him.

“Fuck me now!”

The hot man stops orally pleasing her. He gets out of his vehicle and takes off his clothes. He sits down on the chair and the officer climbs onto his lap and positions her pussy in line with his cock. She eases down on his cock while rocking and moving over his dick. Her big breasts shake while she makes love to the hot man.

“Fucking hell! Mary that was so hot. I must go now! My boss needs to talk to me. I’d love to be your friend. Add me and we can chat again. Bye darling!”

“Bye.”

Mary was disappointed that her friend had to go. She turned off her computer and went upstairs to her bedroom. She took out a towel from her linen closet and put it onto her bedspread. She took off her clothes and opened the side drawer on her nightstand. She took out her favorite vibrator and opened her long legs.

She slipped the toy into her wet pussy. She found that all the sexy chatting made her pussy nice and moist. She thought of her sexy roleplay and fucked herself deep and hard with her vibrator. The vibrations felt amazing on her pussy. She rubbed her clitoris and jammed the vibrator in and out of her bald cunt.

“Oh God! Fucking hell!”

Mary thought about her sexy chatting and wondered if the two men had jerked their cocks off by her sexy words. She was really turned on while she fucked herself hard. She moaned while she orgasmed.

She cleaned up her pussy and washed off her vibrator. She got dressed and put her vibrator away. Her children would be home soon. Mary had a new indulgence that she’d do every day. She was excited and was looking forward to when her husband got home. He’d probably enjoy how horny she was.

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All of that sex and still I wanted more. The last session with him satisfied my pussy’s need to be filled – it was good sex after all. But the rest of my body wanted, no, needed something more. I went to the kitchen to make lunch, and as soon as I saw the wooden spatula I knew that food would have to wait. It was small and its shape and size reminded me of a riding crop. It also reminded me of childhood spankings with wooden spoons. Yes, this is would give me what I needed. I stopped in the bathroom on my way to the bedroom, spurred on and inspired. I took the Icy Hot out of the medicine cabinet.

First my breasts needed some attention. I ripped off my shirt and bra. I kneaded my breasts – so full I could barely contain them in my hands, the flesh spilling out through my fingers. I worked the tingling cream into my mounds, paying special attention to my nipples, pinching and pulling them. My pants were the next to come off, but not all the way. I used them to tie my ankles together, not too tight but enough so that I felt bound, enough that I would be able to strain against them as I sought my pleasure. I took more Icy Hot and worked it into my ass – all the tingling burn of a spanking without too much pain. Maybe it was cheating the system but I didn’t care. After all didn’t such a horny, Bahçelievler escort perverted woman deserve a spanking? Didn’t I deserve to feel that burn on my ass?

A horribly wicked thought came into my mind and before I knew it I was rubbing one finger around my asshole. Oh, that would burn in such a sensitive and tight area, but after all I was just getting started giving myself the tingling pain I craved.

I lay back on the bed tingling with the burning sensation just on the edge of pain. I tweaked my nipples hard, and I could sense how wet my pussy had become. The smell of my arousal mixed with my lover’s cum reached my nose. I knew he could walk in on me pleasuring myself in this lewd way and the thought only made me more wanton.

Time to play with my new toy, the spark that set this all in motion. I start by rubbing the wood against my clit, finding the angle, finding pleasure then

SLAP

I bring it quickly up and down right on that tingling needy bundle of nerves. Oh fuck yes! This is perfect, so effortless and smooth, so easy to deliver a hard stroke without holding back. The best part? I only need one hand; my other hand is free to continue kneading my burning breasts. I grind against the wood, straining at my bonds

SLAP

I Bahçeşehir escort bayan give myself ten spankings with my new friend, but I need more pain before I can come close to orgasm. I bring it up and hit my already tingling ass cheeks, coming down on the same spot ten more times before switching to the other cheek. Now I have two sharply burning islands of red flesh surrounded by the tingling burn.

Still needing more, my breasts need to feel it too, they need rougher treatment. I bring the spatula up to abuse my tits, I alternate slapping my nipple and the sensitive underside of my breast. Now the other, wouldn’t want one to get jealous of the rough treatment of the other.

My legs strained at their bonds trying to open my creamy pale thighs wider to bring some relief to my now burning asshole. I hesitated using my new toy to return to punishing my clit, suspecting that there was enough ointment on my skin that the next hits will cause it to burn for other reasons. But my clit is already tingling and maybe I wouldn’t even notice. My need forced my paddle back between my legs and now there was a distinctly wet sound as I slap it down hard. I was torn for a moment between grinding myself to completion or hitting Escort Bakırköy my pussy until I came.

No, I wouldn’t let myself down, I knew what I needed, and I knew what a slut like me deserved. I started hitting faster and at a more regular tempo, no longer pausing to grind 1, 2, 3, 4 I am so close just one more sent me catapulting over the edge. I groan softly and rub myself against my toy. I hissed as I give my nipple a savage twist. I could see my cum evident on the wood.

The best things in life come in threes though. I had only just begun.

I wanted my next orgasm to be more sustained. I used the juices from my pussy to ease one finger into my burning, clenching asshole. I twisted and pumped my finger while I ground myself to my next orgasm. It didn’t take long before my body was rippling and writhing in pleasure despite the pain that throbbed at the edges of my consciousness. I couldn’t keep myself from moaning in pleasure.

I gave my pussy a bit of rest as I brought my paddle down again and again on my throbbing nipple and then switched sides, the burn of the Icy Hot had started to fade. Then I spanked my ass again, hitting a different spot but again all of my blows fell in one place, ten to each cheek for each of the climaxes I had already enjoyed.

I moved back to my pussy where I alternated grinding and slapping until I climaxed one last time. My body was finally satisfied, for now. I doubt I will be able to keep away from my new toy for long, its new home is the bedroom, I’ll find something else to use for lunch.

A special thank you to Impossible_Oswin for editing.

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Elaine was a twenty-something brunette with two of the most gorgeous legs and feet I’ve ever seen. She often wore open-toed, sling-back low-heeled shoes, so I could see most of her delicious foot. She usually wore flesh-colored nylons which just showed off her amazing, muscular legs. Even though she wasn’t tall, she may have been about 5’6″, she still had legs better than most models. She always wore a nice business suit with a skirt and jacket. Her perky breasts looked great under her white blouses, and her amazing ass was done justice by the tight fitting skirts. She had wonderful hair—just like the kind in the shampoo commercials. She was born in England and had the sexiest accent. Even though she’d been in New York since she started college, she never lost a bit of her it.

Elaine’s weakest feature was her face with its pointy nose and slightly crooked teeth. But even then, she was so charming, and her body was so unbelievably sexy, that the slight imperfections were overlooked. Not that I was Mr. Universe or anything. I just graduated from junior college and was saving to go to a four-year college out of state. I was a doughy 20 year old who had only been with a few women—and when I started this job at this management consulting firm, I was in the middle of a long, painful dry-spell.

It felt like a million years since I had sex and I was horny as hell. I never worked in a professional office before. I accepted this job as an administrative assistant in this mid-town Manhattan consulting firm without any idea of what the office culture was like. This was the middle of the “go-go” 80s, and everyone acted like they were in an Oliver Stone movie. They played the corporate role to the hilt. To my surprise, I found the women in power very sexy. I also loved all the incredibly sexy suits that showed off their legs. I was always looking down at them—sometimes I unknowingly ogled them. There were several women I couldn’t control myself around. Elaine was one of them.

My primary job was to assist people in Division C by hand delivering reports and inputting info into the system. Elaine worked in Division A, so I did not get to see her often. Once a month I had the privilege of delivering to Elaine a particular report.

The entrance to Elaine’s Escort Akbatı cube was hidden. She had a lot of privacy there. Late one Friday afternoon in June, I walked into Elaine’s cube to deliver the report. I saw two things that froze me. First, I saw her shoes under her desk. She was in the process of changing from shoes to sneakers. She was sliding little white ankle socks over her bare left foot as I walked into her cube. (I could have sworn that she wore hose earlier in the day.) I sheepishly apologized. “Don’t be silly,” replied Elaine. “It’s just feet!” Little did she know how I felt about her feet.

She asked me to put the heavy report on her desk. As I did, I walked further into her cube and stood just in front of Elaine who was now putting her sneaker on. Directly in front of me was an open drawer—specifically the lower-right hand drawer. I could see into the drawer and thought I died. She kept a bag of panty-hose in there! Resting on top of the clear plastic bag was the pair she wore that day! My back was to Elaine, so she couldn’t see me look down. I pretended that I didn’t see. As I turned to go out of the cube, I asked her what her plans for the weekend were. She said that she was going to her boyfriend’s house in New Jersey for the weekend. I replied, “That sounds like fun! I gotta work this weekend and I’m pissed.” Elaine consoled me as she grabbed her purse, shut her drawer and left the office. I followed her out of her cube and wished her a great weekend.

The next day I rolled into work at about noon. I hated coming in on Saturdays. Mid-town Manhattan is like a ghost-town, except when the tourists roll in during the late-afternoon. I worked on the 40th floor of a building near Rockefeller Center. Whenever I worked on Saturdays, I would often hang out in the CEO’s office and admire the view. Unfortunately we were so far behind that I couldn’t even do that. The project Division C worked on all spring was delayed. Revisions had to be made, and I had to make my share of them. Of course, they finished their part by late Friday afternoon, so I had to do mine on Saturday…all alone.

I was grousing about being the only person in the office on such a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Then I started thinking about Aksaray escort Elaine and how much fun she was probably having in Jersey. That led me to remember our conversation and how I saw her bare foot. I got a little excited just thinking about it. I could see her shoes under her desk and her drawer full of panty hose. I could see her leaving for the weekend.

WAIT!

I said aloud: “She grabbed her bag and closed her drawer; but she didn’t lock it! She ran out of here without her shoes and without locking her drawer!” My dick went hard. My breath went short. Could I? Should I? I’d never messed with someone’s panties or shoes before.

I started walking around the office to make sure no one was around, losing my hard on in the process. I ended up at Elaine’s cube. Sure enough, her shoes were still there. I picked up the dark-brown sling-blacks and held the right one to my nose. It mainly smelled of leather, but it had a slight sweaty smell to it. My dick started to twitch with excitement. My breath became short again. I slowly licked the inside of her shoe, pretending that I was licking her foot. I got excited and started licking more and more and harder and harder until I was devouring her shoe. My cock was bursting through my jeans. I dropped her shoes, stood up, undid my pants and let them fall to my ankles. I sat down with my naked ass on her cloth seat cover. It felt so good.

I then reached over with my right hand and opened the lower right hand drawer. There they were! It was like finding treasure! I sat there for a moment with my dick twitching in the air. My mouth was both wide open and smiling at the same time. I saw the pair she wore yesterday and grabbed them.

I leaned back in her chair and couldn’t believe that I was holding Elaine’s pantyhose in my hand! I sniffed the crotch which reminded me of sex. It was a little musty, yet almost sweet. With each deep breath, I became lightheaded. I was getting drunk off of her aroma. I then moved the fabric that covered her luscious legs over my nose until I got to one foot. I couldn’t believe how aromatic it was. It was so much stronger than the shoes. It was sickly sweet. I then tasted the leathery-sweet nylon and found myself in heaven.

The other Ankara escort bayan pantyhose leg accidentally rubbed against my cock. It was like an electrical pulse ran through me. I actually moaned a little, like I was getting a blow job. I took the nylon leg rubbing on my cock and actually inserted my dick into the leg. I bunched the nylon over my cock until it made a tight covering over it. I took the first leg and put it up against my nose and started sniffing while my other hand worked my shaft through the nylon.

I was actually jerking off in the office and I was using Elaine’s pantyhose to do it! I was intoxicated by this idea, the smell of the nylon, and the feel of my dick in the other leg. I was sensually moaning—which I never do when I jerk off! Each sniff made me jerk faster which made me breathe in harder. After a few moments, I was furiously stroking! I could fee the heat from rubbing against the nylon. I could also feel me orgasm build.

I thought about Elaine and how much I wanted to fuck her. I thought about how hot it would be to fuck her in her cube. I thought about her legs and feet and how much I wanted them. I was so hot thinking that my dick, nose, and mouth were in her pantyhose, the same pantyhose that held her feet, ass, and legs.

I felt my orgasm build and build until I couldn’t take it anymore. Not wanting to ruin her pantyhose and run the risk of getting caught, I whipped the hose off my dick. I grabbed it hard, and after just a few strokes I blew my huge load. Globs of it flew in the air landing on her desk and her shoes (which were still at my feet).

The pantyhose were in my left hand. Only a little saliva on one foot and a little pre-cum on the other indicated that I’d done anything. I balled the pantyhose up and rubbed it on my face while I recovered from my orgasm. I put the hose down and got a few tissues off of her desk. I cleaned myself up and then I cleaned her desk up and I mostly cleaned her shoes up. I cleaned all the cum that could be seen. I left a little that had dribbled down to where the balls of her feet are. I wanted a few droplets to touch her feet. I then placed her shoes back the way I found them and I did the same for the hose. I disposed of the tissues in the men’s room.

Monday morning I saw Elaine in the office kitchen. She had on the shoes from under her desk, and it looked like she had the pantyhose I had fun with. She jokingly asked me if anything eventful happened while I worked alone on Saturday. While looking down at her feet and legs I said, “Nope! Nothing at all.”

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I stood on the unfamiliar stage stark naked, except for a black suspender belt, black stockings and four-inch black stilettos, before about two hundred women of all ages who didn’t know quite what to expect. I have to admit that, as I lesbian, I was more than a little turned on.

Behind me was a huge screen so that the people at the back could see me about four times life size. Several remotely controlled cameras on stage would ensure that no one missed any of the action.

I am forty-one years old and four foot eleven inches tall and, if I say so myself, quite pretty with big blue eyes and long curly blonde hair. People used to say that I had an hourglass figure but, alas, it is about thirty-five minutes past the hour and most of the sand is in the bottom half of the hourglass.

My tits, big as they are, are not as big as my butt. All of my body below my scalp is totally hairless.

I have already said that I am a lesbian, but in my youth I had a brief experiment with heterosexuality which I didn’t enjoy but which resulted in the birth of my beautiful, precious, talented daughter.

“Good evening, ladies,” I said into the microphone. As expected, just a few murmurs in response.

“My name is Mistress Insatiable, but you may call me Mistress, and I represent Libido Unchained Sex Toys. I am here this evening to evening to introduce you to this exciting cornucopia of adult appliances, products, potions and lotions, intimate garments and exotic sex toys. If any of you ladies are under eighteen or are of a nervous disposition, please leave now.” Nobody left.

“If any of you ladies are narrow-minded or prudish or object to seeing a tall, handsome, muscular, naked, young man on this stage, please leave now.” Nobody left. I didn’t think they would.

“And finally, ladies, during the course of my presentation I will be demonstrating several of these products on myself and I will probably bring myself to orgasm with most, if not all of them.”

I paused while the audience whispered amongst themselves. Audiences always do at this point.

“I will also be bringing the incredibly handsome young man to orgasm unless, of course, a member of the audience would like to volunteer to do it for me.”

There were a few gasps and giggles from the audience but no hands went up.

“Did I mention that he’s tall, handsome, muscular, naked and incredibly well endowed?”

No response from the audience. There never is at this point, unless they’ve been drinking.

“Would you like to see him?” No response. “Clap if you’d like to see him.” Lots of the ladies clapped.

I picked up two of the objects from the vast array on the table beside me. They were nipple rings with bells attached. I slipped the rings through both of my pierced nipples and snapped them shut. I wiggled as sexily as I could and the bells rang surprisingly loudly.

“These nipple bells are very reasonably priced,” I told the audience, “and they come in three sizes. And I must advise you, ladies, to use a licensed and hygienic establishment to pierce your nipples.”

In response to the bells a young man wearing a bathrobe and a broad smile walked on to the stage and kissed me on the lips. I hadn’t exaggerated when I’d described him to the audience. He was incredibly handsome, six feet six inches tall but looking even taller standing next to a shrimp like me.

“Still looking for volunteers.” I told the audience. No response.

“Would you like to see him without the robe?” No response.

“Clap if you’d like to see him without the robe.” Lots of the ladies clapped.

The young man let his robe fall to the floor and the ladies gasped when they saw his naked body.

He was muscular without being muscle bound and the audience could see that I hadn’t exaggerated when I’d told them that he was very well endowed.

“Clap if you like to see him with an erection.” The applause was deafening.

“Would you like me to get him hard or would a volunteer from the audience like to do it?”

At first there was no response and then a then a young lady in the front row nervously raised a hand.

“We have a volunteer, please climb onto the stage, miss.”

She climbed onto the stage to rapturous applause. There was even some hooting and whistling.

I kissed her on the lips and so did the naked young man.

“Would you just like to get his cock hard,” I asked her, “or would you like to have sex with him?”

“Ooh I would love to have sex with him,” she said, “just look at those lovely big muscles.”

“Please pick up that large dice on the table and tell the audience what is written on its six faces. And then you will throw the dice and be intimate with this young man by whatever method it decrees”

She picked up the dice and studied it. She read aloud, into the microphone, giggling.

“Blowjob, Doggy, Teabag Tittywank, Rimming Tittywank, Anal, All of the Other Sides. I hope I don’t get Anal. And I don’t even Sefaköy escort bayan understand what a couple of the other ones mean.”

“Don’t you like anal?” I asked her.

“Oh, I love it, but I’ve never had a cock as big as that in my butt. I don’t think I could take it.”

“Throw the dice please and understand, if you throw, All the Other Sides, that includes Anal. If you throw Doggy the young man will begin with his cock in your pussy and, after you’ve had three orgasms, he will transfer his cock into your butt. And I must insist that you take it balls-deep.”

“Ooh, if he can give me three orgasms with that monster he deserves to go balls-deep into my butt.”

She threw the dice and it came up Blowjob. I announced it to the audience, even though they could see the dice in extreme close up on the big screen. They clapped.

“I have a proposition to put to you,” I said to her, “if you strip naked and insert a butt plug into your sweet young butt hole for the duration of this presentation and you give this incredibly handsome young man his blowjob in front of these lovely ladies, you may choose any six items from this dazzling display absolutely free of charge.”

The audience gasped, some of our high end items are very expensive.

“She thought for a moment and then she said, “I’ll do it.”

“Please undress,” I said, “and, by the way, what were the terms you didn’t understand?”

“Teabag Tittywank and Rimming Tittywank,” she said, taking off her clothes.

“Does everybody know what Teabag Tittywank means? If not, please clap and I will demonstrate.”

Several ladies clapped. The young lady was naked now, she clapped too.

“Does everybody know what Rimming Tittywank means? If not, please clap and I will demonstrate.”

Again several ladies clapped.

“Teabagging, rimming and tittywanking are often associated with BDSM,” I told the audience. “They can be the ways that a slave pays homage to her master. The slave should wear a slave collar to acknowledge her lowly status when serving her master, a collar such as this reasonably priced one.”

From the table I took a very broad, black, studded, leather slave collar with metal rings at the front, back and sides. I strapped it tightly around my neck. I could tell that the audience liked it.

“This collar is from our Bitch-In-Heat range and is equipped with versatile bondage rings. Observe.”

I took two short lengths of chain from the table, they each had a spring link at both ends. I used the links to connect the rings on the sides of my collar to my nipple rings. The audience liked that too.

I pulled a long, low table out from under the display table, it was parallel to the stage front. I lay on it on my back so that my head and neck were protruding over the end. I addressed the audience.

“Teabagging is when a slave takes her master’s ball sack all of the way into her mouth and sucks it. Tittywanking is when a slave massages her master’s cock with her breasts.”

“May I teabag you, Master?” I asked the young man, “May your slave tittywank your cock, Master?”

“You may suck my balls, Slave, and you may massage my cock with your big fat tits,” said the young man, overacting in his role as my master, “but fail to please me you will be flogged on your butt and on your tits until you beg for mercy and then you will be flogged some more.”

“Yes, Master. Your humble slave will be honored to suck your balls and tittywank your cock, Master.”

I opened my mouth and he stood astride my head and his huge ball sack plopped into my mouth, his enormous erection fitted neatly between my boobs and I squeezed them together around it with my hands and slowly moved them up and down as much of his shaft as I could, all the while sucking and licking his balls for the amusement and enjoyment of the audience watching in extreme close up.

I kept this up for several minutes until he lifted his ball sack out of my mouth and took a step back.

I addressed the audience again, “Rimming is when a slave licks and kisses her master’s butt hole and, if he commands her to, she must insert her tongue as far as she can and lick the inside of his anus.”

There were gasps of surprise and shock from the audience, there always are at this point.

“But I must caution you, ladies,” I continued in a serious voice, “if your slave has a tongue-stud I would strongly advise you to order her to remove it before she inserts her tongue into your butt hole. What goes up easily does not always come down easily. Imagine the humiliation of having to go to the Emergency Room to have the tongue of your naked slave surgically removed from your butt. At least it would give the doctors and nurses a laugh.”

A few titters and chuckles from the audience. I need better comedy material.

“May I rim you, Master?” I asked the young man, “and may your slave tittywank your cock, Master?”

“You may rim my butt Yenibosna escort hole, Slave, and you may stroke my cock with your oversized tits but if you do not insert your tongue deep enough into my butt hole I will punish you with a loud and smelly fart.”

“Yes, Master, your humble slave will be honored to rim your butt and tittywank your cock, Master.”

The young man stood astride my head again but this time his ball sack was under my chin. His proud erection was back between my boobs and being stroked by them. I licked and kissed his butt hole. Our robotic, remotely controlled cameras, complete with lights and microphones, made sure the audience missed none of the action. I jabbed my tongue so deep into his butt hole I surprised myself.

Half way through the action, when my tongue was deep inside him, the audience cringed and gasped and recoiled in horror at the sound of a very loud and long, drawn out fart. The young man grinned.

The audience were fascinated by his huge erection, which looked even bigger in extreme close up.

After five more minutes. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” gasped the young man. He wasn’t the only one.

The young lady bent over and opened her mouth wide about six inches away from his throbbing, ejaculating penis. As his semen spurted out she caught every drop and swallowed it with a smile.

The audience went wild, clapping and hooting and whistling and whooping.

I would have to give the young man time to recover his erection but I knew it wouldn’t take long.

A took an enormous butt plug from the table together with a bottle of lube. The naked young lady seemed very alarmed by the sight of it.

“That’s not for me, is it?” she cried, “That’s too big for my butt hole. Haven’t you anything smaller?”

“This is the Butt Master 8/4,” I told the audience, “so called because it is eight inches long and four inches in diameter, this model is definitely not for the beginner. As with all of the models in the Butt Master range it vibrates and is equipped with a clit tickler and a remote control which allows your husband or boyfriend, or even your girlfriend, complete control over the speed and intensity of the vibrations of the butt plug and the clit tickler, which can be controlled independently of each other.”

I replaced the Butt Master 8/4 and picked up the Butt Master 6/3. She still didn’t look too happy.

“That’s still too big,” she said, “much too big.”

“This is the Butt Master 6/3,” I told the audience, “so called because it is six inches long and three inches in diameter. It has all the same features as the Butt Master 8/4. For ladies who would like something in between we have the Butt Master 7/3½.”

I replaced the Butt Master 6/3 and picked up the Butt Master 4/2. The young lady smiled.

“I think I could handle that one,” she said, “it looks just the right size for my butt hole, lube it up.”

“This is the Butt Master 4/2,” I told the audience, “so called because it is four inches long and two inches in diameter. For ladies who would like something in between we have the Butt Master 5/2½ and for ladies who would like something smaller we have the Butt Master 3/1½.”

I lubed it up and she bent over while he inserted it into her butt hole and aligned the clit tickler. The big screen behind me showed the insertion in extreme close up, much to the delight of the audience.

The young man was sitting on a chair and she knelt before him smiling. A box appeared in the corner of the big screen. In the box were two columns of five big dots headed BUTT PLUG and CLIT TICKLER.

“This is the remote control,” I told the audience, “which regulates the speed and intensity of the device. As soon as the young lady begins sucking the young man’s penis I will demonstrate.”

“Young lady, when the clit tickler tickles your clit you will suck the young man’s cock, which I can see is now big and hard again, his stamina is truly remarkable. When the Butt Master vibrates you will lick the young man’s cock, varying your speed appropriately. Begin the blowjob, please.”

The blowjob began in extreme close up on the big screen. Every eye in the audience was glued to it.

I pressed a button and the bottom dot in the CLIT TICKLER column lit up. Even the people at the back of the room could hear her moan of pleasure. I pressed another button and the next two lights lit up. She didn’t make a noise this time but she was sucking twice as hard. I pressed another button and all the lights went out. We could hear her disappointed groan. I pressed another button and all five lights in the BUTT PLUG column lit up. She yelped. I pressed another button and all five lights in the CLIT TICKLER column lit up. She yelped even louder and went into a blowjob frenzy, much to the delight of the excited ladies watching the big screen. She kept this up for several minutes while I pressed several buttons at random and the audience watched the results on Escort Halkalı the big screen.

“I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming! Aieeeeh!” she screamed, removing her mouth from his penis.

He was coming too, all over her quivering, bouncing breasts in extreme close up on the big screen.

The audience loved it and applauded wildly.

“Would any member of the audience like to volunteer to come up on stage and lick this young ladies breasts clean?” I asked. There was a lot of laughter but no volunteers. She licked them clean herself.

The naked young man took the naked young lady by the hand and led her behind the screen.

I held up a huge thick dildo for the audience to see.

“I am four foot eleven,” I said, “and this is the Tearjerker 10, so called because if I can get all ten inches of it into my pussy there won’t be a dry eye in the house. Who would like to see me try?”

Their applause said they did. And, after a lot of huffing and puffing, all ten inches disappeared inside my vagina and I had my first orgasm of the evening. I didn’t keep it to myself, I made a big deal of it and the audience loved it. I assured them there would be more. I produced the Tearjerker 13.

The rest of my presentation took about an hour. Most of the time I was on stage by myself demonstrating the sex toys but occasionally sexily jiggling my nipple bells to summon the naked young man from behind the screen. Mostly he demonstrated kinky bondage equipment on me, him being the master and me being the slave. I love being a slave but I prefer a mistress to a master.

I was hogtied and spread-eagled and roped and strapped into crazy positions by him and he made good use of my nipple rings as anchor points for my restraints. Playing the part of the master and calling me “Slave” he ordered me to strap my ankles into two cuffs at the ends of a long metal bar. Then he ordered me to strap a new collar round my neck, it had a pair of handcuff dangling from the back of it. Next he ordered me to strap a huge ball gag into my mouth and to snap my wrists into the cuffs behind my back. We sell all of these things. I was completely helpless and the audience loved it.

To finish the demonstration of the bondage equipment he took hold of the centre of the metal rod with his left hand and held me aloft so that I was dangling upside down with his huge erection wedged firmly between my melon-sized boobs. With his right hand he proceeded to tan my ample backside with a nine-tailed flogger from the table. My squeals of pain quickly changed to the squeals of a woman heading towards an orgasm. And I wasn’t faking it. I wasn’t turned on by a man flogging me, I’m a lesbian, I was turned on by a room full of women eagerly watching a man flogging me.

And all the while he was flogging me he was telling the audience about the equipment he was using.

The big screen had split into two, one side concentrating on the penis and the breasts, the other side concentrating on the flogger and the buttocks.

He slowly moved me up and down so that my breasts stroked the full length of his enormous penis, occasionally, holding me at arm’s length so that my nipple bells played a merry little tune while he flogged my breasts. When our orgasms came I pig-squealed.

In response to my squealing, the young lady rushed out from behind the screen just in time to catch the young man’s copious ejaculation in her mouth. She beamed happily as she swallowed it.

The audience, watching the proceedings in extreme close up on the big screen, loved every minute of it. My breasts and buttocks were bright red and striped by the time he released me from the ball gag and the ankle cuffs. I was still wearing the collar and my wrists were still cuffed behind my back.

These stripes take a long time to fade, which is why we only do one presentation a week, always on the move between some One Whore’s Town and the next.

After another few minutes of agony demonstrating our BDSM products it was time for the big finale.

I stood on the stage with the naked young man and the naked young woman. She was stroking his huge erection. She picked up the Butt Master 8/4. The audience had seen it before but still gasped.

“This is the Butt Master 8/4,” I told the audience, “it is not the biggest model in the Butt Master range but it is the biggest model stocked by Libido Unchained Sex Toys. Like all of the models in the Butt Master range it vibrates at five different speeds and intensities and has a clit tickler which also has five speeds, all of these functions are selected by a remote control.

“Picture the scene, ladies, your husband or your boyfriend, or even your master if you’re into BDSM, wants a blowjob and you want to do your very best to please him. But how do you know, at every moment, what he wants you to do next? Simple, you slip a well-lubed Butt Master into your backside and you just agree on a simple code with your man. Or woman, if you’re into sucking clit.

“For instance, you could agree that if he turns up the speed and intensity of the vibrating butt plug he wants more suction, if he turns it down he wants less. If he turns up the speed of the clit tickler he wants more tongue action, if he turns it down he wants less. If he turns them off you stop.”

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The first rule of M Club is: You don’t talk about M Club. The second rule of M Club is: You don’t talk about M Club. Third rule of M Club: No touching anyone but yourself. Fourth rule: No recording devices. Fifth rule: No clothing below the waist. Sixth rule: If this is your first time at M Club, you must masturbate.

* * *

Lisa waited in Denby’s basement, wondering what was taking her friend so long. The obvious answer was that Den was just making out with her boyfriend now that they had a moment alone together. That was fair. But a small part of Lisa was afraid that this had all been one giant mistake and would create tension or jealousy that could destroy Denby and Sean’s relationship, or her own friendship with Den.

For all that anxiety, though, Lisa still felt like she was floating on a cloud. Despite a lack of dating or relationship experience, she still harbored an active sexual imagination. Most of those fantasies incorporated exhibitionism. She liked to imagine being the only naked woman in a room full of guys or even mixed gender. She imagined being so confident that everyone would accept her, even be jealous of her confidence. Sometimes in those fantasies, she’d become the center of sexual attention. Other times, there was nothing sexual at all.

Tonight, somehow, her fantasies had intersected with the real world when she teased Sean about his masturbating for Denby. Every little detail of those episodes Den shared had distilled into a rampant fantasy about seeing Sean and showing off herself to him. When she’d asked him to perform for them and he’d counter-demanded that they do likewise for him…it had almost been too perfect to be true. The real perfection had been Denby’s agreement and participation.

Now that she’d lived out a fantasy, she was hooked. She still couldn’t see herself showing off for just anyone. But Sean and Denby – they were safe. Once wasn’t enough. Once had only been enough to confirm that her fantasies were well-founded. Waiting for Monday afternoon would be the longest two days of her life.

The basement door opened and closed, with Denby soon appearing. She looked flushed and her nipples were clearly poking through the thin tank top. Lisa never had any particular attraction to other girls, but she had to admit to herself that she had both liked being seen by her friend and watching in turn. Denby was pretty with a body meant to be admired.

“Everything still okay?” she asked.

“Wonderful,” Denby said. “Thanks to my naughty, naughty friend.”

Lisa rolled her eyes, but smiled. “I didn’t hear any complaints.”

“No, we both had fun.”

“And, really, I never expected my teasing to go anywhere.”

“But you hoped it would.”

Lisa blushed a little. “Maybe a little.”

Denby punched her playfully on the shoulder. “It’s okay. After everything I told you about Sean jerking off for me, I can’t blame you for wanting to see. I was just a little surprised at how eager you were to get naked for him.”

Lisa sat on the couch as Denby took the other end.

“Like I said earlier, I figured it was only fair. And, well, showing off was something of a fantasy for me.”

Denby cocked an eyebrow. “Oh really? Do tell.”

Lisa felt the heat rise further in her, but after what they’d been through tonight, it seemed only fair to open up more fully to her best friend.

“You already know I like Sean. He’s cute and nice and you’re super lucky.”

Denby nodded but said nothing.

Lisa pressed on, letting it all pour out. “And I’m super happy for you two being together. If he wasn’t with you, well, maybe I’d be interested. But you are and that’s that. Doesn’t mean I can’t be a little jealous and have a little imagination.”

Denby’s eyes widened. “Holy shit! You’ve been fantasizing over Sean?”

Lisa buried her face in her hands. At least she could tell her friend was messing with her rather than angry.

“I know. I can’t help it. And is it crazy that I feel like I’m cheating with him behind your back, even though it’s all in my head?”

Denby chuckled. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t blame you. Actually, I…”

Lisa looked up at her friend who was clearly deep in thought. “You what?”

Denby shook her head and blushed, finally taking a turn at looking uncomfortable.

“I kinda like knowing you fantasize about Sean. I can’t explain why. It’s just…I don’t know. Maybe it makes me more comfortable that I’m not making a mistake with him. Because, if you didn’t like him, then I’d be worried about what I was missing.”

Lisa perked up. It made sense, in a way.

Denby said, “And, maybe even more weird, I liked watching you two look at each other when…”

“Playing?”

“Yeah, that. I liked seeing you open up – maybe a bit too literally! – with him. And I like that he likes you, since then I don’t feel so bad about trying to split my time between my two favorite people.”

Denby stood and walked toward the basement’s bathroom.

“Does that mean you want all three of us hanging out Akbatı escort together more?” Lisa liked the idea on one level, but she still didn’t want to be that third wheel getting in the way of her friend’s relationship.

Denby left the door open a crack to answer while she went about her business. “If you don’t mind, sure.”

“And you think Sean would be okay with that?”

“If he gets to see you naked, I can’t imagine him complaining.”

Lisa sighed, even though Denby wouldn’t notice. “I meant my getting in the way of you two. Alone time. Private conversations, making out, that sort of thing.”

“I’ll make sure he gets his private time, still,” she said. The toilet flushed and the sink ran for a moment before she returned to the room. “But maybe we don’t have to be quite as private, either.”

Lisa wasn’t quite sure what to make of that as she rose to take her turn in the bathroom. Did Denby mean that maybe the two of them would just make out in front of her? Any time or just as part of their little masturbation sessions? She was conflicted in her thoughts on how that would work.

After finishing in the bathroom, Lisa found the basement’s light turned off. The television was still on, muted, providing enough light by which to make her way to the hide-a-bed that Denby had pulled out and covered in blankets. Denby’s own bed was too small, so they usually shared this one for their sleepovers.

Lisa peeled off her yoga pants and slipped under the blankets, turning to face

Denby. “I’m fine with you two making out. But I’m not sure how much I want to see unless it’s something like we did tonight. No offense. Just, seems like it’s intruding.”

Denby bit her bottom lip. “That’s fair. I guess I was just thinking more of what we were doing tonight. Things like that.”

Lisa sensed there might have been a little more to it than that, but she didn’t press.

“Watching each other get off like tonight, that I’m definitely down for,” she said.

“Good.”

They sat in silence for a little, staring at the television without really watching it.

“I’ve never been so turned on as I was when we all were going at it,” Lisa said. Just reliving the events in her mind was getting her turned on. She wasn’t sure she’d actually lost that edge.

“Me either,” Denby said, practically sighing.

After another bit of silence, Lisa said, “Are you still…wound up?”

Denby turned to face Lisa. “What do you think? I’m the one who didn’t finish.”

Lisa had forgotten and had the decency to look guilty. “Sorry, yeah. You could go get your vibe. I wouldn’t mind.”

Denby shook her head. “No, don’t need the parents wondering what’s up. Would be just my luck that one of them would bump into me in the hall and I’d have nowhere to hide it.”

“Yeah, that’d be awkward.” Lisa chuckled.

“It’s okay. I got a bit of relief. I’ll live. Why? You still wound up?”

Lisa sighed. “Yeah.” Before tonight, she’d have been mortified to admit that to her best friend, especially while laying side by side in bed together. Now, not only was she admitting it, she wanted nothing more than to reach down between her legs.

“You wanna?”

“Wanna what?” Lisa asked, though she was pretty certain she already knew.

“Personal relief?” Denby clearly was a little embarrassed bringing it up, even after this evening. It was still very fresh ground for the both of them.

“Masturbate?” Lisa added, smiling.

“Fiddle?”

“Wank?”

“Isn’t that more of a guy thing?”

Lisa giggled. “Sure, maybe. Whatever. If it works, it works.”

Denby’s phone chimed from the end table beside the bed, startling both girls, but inciting another round of giggles. She reached over for it and flipped through the screen.

“Just Sean, saying he’s home and reminding me how much fun he had tonight.”

Lisa slid over so she could see, her body pressed up against her friend’s. “Should we tell him we were about to play again?”

“Oh, we should! It’d drive him nuts.” Denby quickly fired off the return text.

Sean immediately replied – Without me?? No fair! What else do you two do together that I don’t know about?

Denby wrote a quick reply and had Lisa agree before sending it – Wouldn’t you like to know. ::wink::

Sean – I need details!

Lisa had an idea. “Tell him we could use some inspiration.”

Denby snickered and wrote – Lisa wants a picture of your junk to use.

“Thanks, dork,” Lisa said, sighing.

Sean’s reply came quickly – Oh really? I might need a little inspiration of my own to make sure it’s a good one.

“That boy sure knows how to play hardball,” Lisa said.

Denby said, “No shit. What should we send him? Pic of your tits?”

Lisa was a little nervous about putting herself out there. She liked Sean looking at her, but she didn’t want him sharing her with his friends or anyone else.

“How about both of us?” Lisa said. “But no faces. Just to be safe.”

“Okay,” Denby said, pulling Aksaray escort bayan her shirt up. Lisa did likewise and they snuggled even closer together until one of her breasts pressed into Denby’s smaller, perky one. Denby framed the selfie to cut them off at the chin and snapped it. “Good for you?”

Lisa found herself turned on by the experience – her first topless picture, with her friend, and intended for a boy’s self-gratification. If she had her own boyfriend, she could see things like this quickly getting out of hand. “Good.”

Denby sent it and the response came within moments – Smokin! Give me a minute.

“God, I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Denby said, making no effort to pull her shirt back down or to separate herself from Lisa’s close contact.

“We seem to be saying that a lot, tonight.”

“Uh huh. You’re a bad influence.”

“Me?” Lisa took a chance and just pulled her night shirt all the way off and dropped it on the floor beside her pants.

Denby eyed her up – all of her. “Yeah, you.”

Lisa shrugged and smiled before nestling back up to her friend. “Just in case he asks for more.”

“Wanna send him a shot of your cooch while you’re at it?”

Lisa wasn’t sure if Denby was joking or serious. “Maybe next time.”

Denby’s phone chimed and they eagerly watched as the attached photo resolved itself. It was a nice close-up of Sean’s fully-engorged cock with his hand wrapped around the base. Lisa licked her lips. Ordinarily, a picture of a guy’s cock by itself didn’t do much for her. Knowing whose it was and that it was inspired by and intended for them, though, gave it that magical edge.

“Very nice,” she said. “I can work with that.”

“I’ll bet you can,” Denby said while composing a quick reply – Thanks, babe! Lisa’s gonna wear her fingers out now.

“Thanks,” Lisa said, laying on the sarcasm. Her hand had wandered down to her panties, though, whether Denby knew it yet or not.

Sean replied – Just her?

Denby – I’m replying one-handed. Now stop interrupting.

Sean – Send pics!

“Such a good boy,” Lisa said, ogling the picture now that Denby had opened the image back up. “So obedient.”

Denby agreed. “That might come in handy one day.”

Lisa’s hand reached underneath her panties and she let her fingers glide across her slit, getting good and slick. She had a knack for getting very wet when aroused, and this was just piling on top of their earlier adventures. Unlike some girls, she had no problem getting her hands fully involved in her masturbation – working inside to stimulate her g-spot or to pretend a guy was buried deep within. Often a couple fingers would be doing that while the other hand was attacking her clit.

“Just make yourself comfortable there, Lisa.” Denby was messing with her, since Lisa could tell her friend also had a hand down around her crotch. She glanced over and saw

Denby working a hard nipple between the fingers of the other hand.

“Oh, I am,” she said. “I noticed you like working your nips. Sensitive?”

Denby, eyes closed, moaned softly. “Uh huh. Very.”

“Lucky. Mine are a little, but nothing like down below.”

“You’ve never had a guy play with them, right?”

Lisa had been forthcoming about her lack of experience, and this wasn’t something she’d withheld. “Nope, never.”

“Maybe you’ll change your mind. I swear, when Sean sucks them, it goes straight to my pussy. With a little practice, I wonder if he might be able to get me off all the way just by doing that.”

Lisa watched Denby’s fingers in fascination. The girl’s nipples were larger than her own and looked oh so suckable. She surprised herself with that thought.

“Yours are so pretty,” she said, her voice soft. “I can see why he likes doing it.”

Denby opened her eyes, looking at Lisa. “So are yours. And I’m always jealous of your tits. Sean couldn’t take his eyes off them. Probably imagining titty fucking you or something I’m not exactly equipped for.”

Lisa hadn’t thought of that until Den planted the idea. It only added fuel to the fantasies.

“Bigger doesn’t mean better. But I hope you’re right.”

Denby’s hands froze. “About Sean wanting to titty fuck you?”

“No! About them feeling better when getting sucked.” She had stopped her own masturbating out of fear she’d angered Denby.

“Oh, right.”

Denby started playing with herself again and Lisa did likewise, turning her attention back to the picture of Sean’s cock on the phone which was now propped up on the blanket between them. She wondered just what it would feel like to have that long shaft sliding between her breasts, unsure if it would go off at any moment.

“Can you suck your own?”

Lisa shook her head to clear her other train of thought. “What, my nipples?”

“Yeah. I know some better endowed women can.” Denby’s attention had turned to Lisa’s breasts which were full enough to have spread out to either side of her chest.

Blushing slightly, Escort Ankara Lisa said, “I can reach the nipples with my tongue, barely. Not enough to suck them. Always seemed a bit too awkward to get much out of it, so I don’t bother.”

They masturbated in near silence for a little bit after that. The phone’s screen blacked out from inaction a couple times before Denby finally just left it. Lisa could feel herself getting closer to a climax, but it was a much slower build than earlier. Den seemed to be going at it a little bit harder than earlier.

“Do you want to see what it feels like?”

Denby had broken the silence without breaking stride in her own motions. Lisa couldn’t believe her friend was offering what she thought she was offering. They’d never done anything remotely like that before, nor had Lisa ever even entertained the notion. She was so turned on at the moment, however, she found herself seriously considering it. Her pulse quickened at the very thought.

“What? You offering to lend me Sean’s mouth?” Lisa felt a little joke was safe ground until she knew what her friend was actually thinking.

“Maybe I will,” Denby said. “But I was thinking more about now. I could. If you wanted. I hope that’s not too weird, since that’s not really my thing.”

“Yeah, me either.”

“Sorry, I don’t know why I said anything.”

Lisa could hear the mortified embarrassment in her friend’s voice. She’d stepped way outside her comfort zone as a gesture of friendship.

“Yes,” Lisa said. “I’d like it.”

Denby stopped masturbating and Lisa slowed down. Their eyes met. Somehow, some way, Lisa felt they understand one another perfectly in that moment. This wasn’t about some lesbian or bisexual relationship, but just about being a little bit more open and experiencing something new.

“You’re not just saying that?” Denby sounded very unsure of herself, yet had a sincere look in her eye.

Lisa laid her head back, still watching her friend. “Do it,” she said, her voice softer than the words. “If you don’t, I won’t be able to fall asleep wondering what I’d missed.”

It was surreal, yet Lisa could barely contain her excitement. Sure, she’d envisioned the first time lips made contact with her breasts they would be a boy’s, but that little detail wasn’t going to get in the way of the sensations coursing through her. With eyes closed, she shoved her panties off her hips and let her hands get back to business.

The first contact with her breast was by hand, not lips. Denby’s touch was tentative, delicate, as if she was afraid to be too rough.

“It won’t bite,” Lisa said, swallowing her impatience. “Just do to me what you like.”

Denby’s hand became more assertive, cupping and feeling the fullness of Lisa’s breast. Soon after, she began rubbing her thumb over the nipple, sending waves of pleasant tingles that drew out a soft moan. For as many times as Lisa had done that to herself, it was certainly more intense having it done by someone else.

“Someone likes,” Denby said, purring.

“Yeah.”

Lisa could feel Denby’s shifting on the mattress, followed moments later by the tickle of long hairs teasing across the bare skin of her shoulder. Warm breath blanketed her breast. Lisa cracked her eyes just in time to see her friend’s tongue flick out and make contact with the tip of her nipple. It didn’t feel hugely different than the fingers, yet seeing it made the act feel immensely more intimate.

Then the tentative flick of Denby’s tongue became a broad lick with the full flat surface. That got Lisa’s attention, causing her to suck in her breath sharply. She closed her eyes again and let herself focus solely on the combined physical sensations of nipple stimulation and fingers between her legs.

Denby continued to alternate between quick, light licks and slow, heavy ones. Occasionally she’d run her tongue around the erect tip of the nipple. Everything felt good to Lisa and she was just a little jealous that Denby had been getting such attention from Sean recently. She could see him in her imagination – the top of his short, sandy hair as she looked down while it was his tongue playing with her girls.

Lisa felt Denby disengage and was about to voice her disappointment when her friend’s mouth returned to her nipple, completely engulfing it with her lips and then gently sucking it in further.

“Oh, fuck,” Lisa muttered.

Denby’s mouth was too full to reply. Instead, she sucked a little bit harder and flicked her tongue across the tip. Lisa thrust out her chest, eager for more, while her hands became a flurry across her clit.

Time became a blur and little existed except the inevitable orgasm on the horizon that raced toward Lisa. Denby sucked and licked, while massaging Lisa’s other breast with a hand. At some point she leaned further across to use her mouth on the other side. Lisa’s heavy breathing became a quick, frantic pant interspersed with moans, and then her body exploded with the most powerful orgasm of her young life.

Lisa’s eyes had been closed throughout the climax and for a good minute afterward as her body reacquainted itself with what normal felt like. She finally cracked her eyes and found Denby still leaning over her, a huge grin across her face as she looked down.

“You’re so cute when you cum,” Den said with a wink.

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Upon midnight Brenda, Marion, Bill and John slowly removed their clothes. This was the first time the top floor pool/sauna complex of their apartment block was used for the purpose of exhibiting, golden showering, masturbating and getting off.

Brenda laid on one of the deck chairs. She was the first to golden shower herself. Marion quickly laid beside her on the wide deck chair to golden shower Brenda and herself.

The men soon added their piss fountains to the kissing and masturbating lesbian women. Then both smiling ladies allowed hot thick semen to splash over their pretty faces. The babes cum swapped for their male admirers.

This venue was perfect for fun and frivolity. Their new masturbation den was both secluded and secure. Brenda, the feisty and rebellious landlady, began to think how she could make money from this private location. She pondered on creating an exclusive business men’s and women’s retreat in the heart of the city. Marion’s balcony was not used again for exhibiting.

John’s wife arrived home from a business trip. She could smell the scent of a woman on him. Their sex life and dried up years ago. Suddenly she became more than interested in what he was up to while she was away. ‘Have you been womanising in my absence?’ she demanded.

He loved his wife as much as he loved sex and always answered her truthfully. ‘Yes’ he admitted, remembering they enjoyed a foursome with another couple on more than one occasion in the past.

‘Was it that nice thing living above us, who talks to you?’

‘Yes’ he replied.

‘The landlady is another good looker. Did you fuck her too?’

‘Yes’ he replied.

‘I can’t live in this block knowing you prefer those sluts instead of me. I’m moving out. You can stick with me or stay here.’

John advised Brenda they were moving Arnavutköy escort out. He appeared at the masturbation den one last time, where the girls took turns at deep cock sucking him before offering their pussies to fuck all he wanted. He thou rally enjoyed his final engagement as a player.

Next morning the cleaner reported he found pools of urine under a poolside deck chair. Brenda proudly replied. ‘I did that and it may not be the only time. This is my property and I can do what I like.’

The senior gentleman promptly said he would rather work for someone else and put in his notice.

The following midnight Brenda golden showered Marion and Bill with carefree abandon and insisted that her playmates make her cum first. After that moonlit evening of debauchery, Brenda announced she was going to advertise for the position of apartment cleaner.

‘We need a cleaner and handyman to be John’s replacement.’ The landlady advised, ‘The three of us will conduct the job interviews and advise applicants of job requirements. If we find someone suitable I will sack the handyman and pay the new employee to fill both positions.’

The first three applicants lacked sex appeal. The fourth stunned the girls and Bill. It was Freddy, Marion’s ex boyfriend, the man who introduced her to exhibitionism and water sports. Here was the man responsible for the relocation of the masturbation den from Marion’s balcony to the pool and sauna complex.

Bill was speechless. Brenda thought for a moment then uttered. ‘We will do this interview. It might just work out if we all agree.’

Marion always loved the feel of Freddy’s athletic physique but she couldn’t handle the way he took photos and videos of their sex and displayed them online. Freddy was well built, tall and lean with short Avcılar escort bayan black hair. His fit appearance made him a suitable candidate as long as Marion could tolerate his behaviour.

The players acknowledged Freddy was a natural voyeur by the way he gazed upon Marion’s balcony with a telescope in a similar way as Bill had done when gazing into Marion’s balcony. The pretty green-eyed blonde felt a rush of excitement with the prospect of once again exhibiting for her former lover. She agreed to let him in on the condition he curtailed the pic and vid posting.

Freddy was fascinated to learn about the masturbation den and Brenda’s plans for it. He explained that he secretly kept and eye on Marion’s masturbating with a telescope from the time they separated. The reason for his voyeurism was because he simply loved watching her masturbate.

Bill asserted, ‘You’re not the only one. Any man would.’ Brenda smiled at the idea of herself and Marion performing for men who would pay well for the privilege.

Brenda invited her former tenant to the masturbation den that evening. The peeping Tom from over the street watched in awe as the naked players golden showered themselves by the pool. The happy piss soaked exhibitionists invited Freddy to shower them for his debut performance.

Marion spread he legs and parted her pussy lips with her red nail fingers and masturbated just for Freddy. It felt like old times for both of them as Freddy positioned his cock head at her pussy lips then purposefully slipped inside. Bill and Brenda cold see they were happy and comfortable to be fucking again.

Bill gestured by circling his cock head around Brenda’s pussy lips, ‘Let’s join them?’ Masturbation acts were forgotten. Tonight Marion welcomed Freddy back to her body with sensual, Escort Bağcılar deep and glorious fucking. Brenda and Bill could feel the passion.

The next day Freddy was working for Brenda as the new apartment cleaner, handyman and security guard. His first job was washing piss and cum from deck chairs and floor tiles. A rule of the masturbation des was: No piss or cum in the pool as the pool would have to be emptied and cleaned out every time.

His second job was to rewire the security access to the pool/sauna complex so only residents or special quests could gain access. Freddy took to his job with gusto and Brenda payed him insider wages as part of her future plans for the masturbation den.

The sauna room was newly completed. Residents could now use it and the pool anytime up to 11pm. There was another room beside the sauna currently being used as the handyman equipment store. Brenda had grand ideas of converting this room into a porn theatre for future VIP guests.

For the first time the players tried the sauna. The seats and floor were made from stylish timber. There was a deep bath for five or six adults. On the walls were pleasant pictures of the countryside and seaside. At midnight Freddy trialled the new coded security door to the complex and soon the players were stripping beside the pool to enter the sauna naked.

The boys slipped into the bath and felt the invigorating bubbles on their naked arses as the girls started masturbating with spread legs draping over each other. Freddy and Bill watched intently from the water as the girls took delight in exhibiting in the new surroundings. The boys sneaked up to them and started fingering the wide open babes.

Sounds of sex filled the steamy room as the perverts dutifully finger fucked the sirens until they unreservedly started cumming in each others arms. The horny guys stroked their big cocks for the fuck loving girls to admire before delivering creamy loads over their boobs and faces.

The players celebrated the first sex scene in the sauna by opening a bottle of champagne and relaxing, on the deck chairs, under the moon and stars.

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The next morning I lay in bed impatiently waiting for my aunty to leave the house for work. When finally I heard the door close downstairs, I raced into her bedroom, grabbing a short black bob wig with bangs that looked super sexy.I remembered Jeff’s words from the day before, ‘wear something slutty for me.’I wandered back down the hall and into Veronica’s room, laying the wig on the bed before jumping into the shower quickly to freshen up and prepare. After my shower, I began searching through my cousin’s room, looking for the most slutty clothing I could find.As I searched through her wardrobe my heart skipped a beat, my eye-catching the sight of a slutty Halloween costume tucked away near the back. I reached in and pulled out the costume, revealing a naughty little halter neck nurses outfit with matching thong and white stockings.My tiny cock stiffened and I knew this would be the thing to drive Jeff crazy. I quickly slipped on the thong and stay-up stockings, before putting on the dress and heading over to the vanity mirror.I could feel myself trembling with excitement as I donned my wig and applied some makeup, staring at myself in the mirror. You do look slutty, I thought to myself, adding some gloss and puckering my lips.This was the most feminine I had ever Ankara escort felt, imagining myself as Veronica, getting ready for a date with a hot guy, texting her jealous friends who all wanted to fuck a sexy guy like Jeff.Time flew by, as I wandered around the room, staring at myself in the mirror, adjusting and modifying my behavior. I practiced walking in high heels, speaking softer and higher, swaying my hips, and correcting my posture. All the while, slowly becoming more and more effeminate.The doorbell rang startling me. I peeked out the window through the blinds to see Jeff waiting eagerly by the door. I glanced at myself one more time in the mirror, enamored by my reflection, before heading down the stairs. As I opened the door to reveal my slutty nurse’s costume, Jeff’s eyes almost popped out his head.”Oh damn!” he exclaimed, “You look super sexy, baby!””Thank you,” I replied, “please, come on in.”He stepped inside the door, eyeing me from head to toe with his deep brown eyes, an erection starting to form under his jeans.”So, you wanna show me your bedroom, sexy?” he asked eagerly.I smiled and led him up the stairs towards Veronica’s room, swaying my hips, making my ass wiggle to ensure he caught an eyeful under my tight dress.As Balgat escort bayan soon as we entered the room his hands were all over me, caressing my body and grabbing my ass ferociously. He rubbed his hands around my body, thrusting his pelvis against my petite frame.I’d never felt so sexy or wanted as he pressed his lips against mine. I closed my eyes and imagined how Veronica must have felt, inviting a guy into her room, knowing she was about to let him go all the way.Jeff pulled back and ripped his shirt off, revealing his super-toned physique and rock hard abs. I couldn’t help but run my fingers softly over his chest and down his stomach, feeling his strong muscles, making me feel weak as I trembled in anticipation.He grabbed hold of my ass, pulling me close again before kissing me passionately on the lips, his tongue lashing at mine.I could feel his hard cock pressing against me as we kissed, proof of how much I was turning him on. The sudden realization that I had caused this massive erection, making me feel even hornier than before.Jeff leaned back staring into my eyes deeply. “I want you, baby,” he said, ushering me over to the bed.I moved over to the bed and lay down on the soft pink duvet. He frantically pulled Escort Batıkent off his pants, revealing his hard cock that stood proudly to attention, then lay down next to me naked.We kissed for a while as I played with his hard cock. I was really nervous and was trying to bide my time, kissing him passionately and jerking him off to avoid moving on to the next step. He reached under my short dress and yanked my thong down, sliding it down over my legs and off my heels.I started to think about my cousin Veronica. She must have invited boys back to her room before. She almost certainly had sex with a few of them, maybe she even lost her virginity on this very bed. The thought made me wild with excitement, loosening me up and turning me on.Jeff licked his finger and gently starting rubbing my boi pussy, moistening my tiny pink hole and slowly easing the tip inside me. I yelped as his finger slid inside me, letting out a girly moan while I jerked his stiff cock.”Do you like it, baby?” Jeff asked in a gritty low voice.I moaned softly and replied, “yes, baby, finger my pussy.”Gently, he continued fingering me, occasionally licking his finger, caressing me slowly and loosening me up. I laid back, enjoying his soft touch, feeling myself open up as his finger slid deeper inside me, rubbing gently against my g-spot and making me moan louder.I heard the sound of a condom wrapper tearing, my eyes opening slightly to see Jeff sliding it over his hard cock with one hand and rolling it down to the base. I was ready. I wanted him to take my virginity, to make me a real girl.

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I hadn’t noticed the time, and I’d missed the last train home. The student party was fun, but I was in a bit of a panic not knowing what to do. People were leaving, and the crowd was thinning out. If it had gone on for several more hours, I would have stayed there and taken the first train in the morning, but that didn’t look likely. The hostess was already clearing up. I figured she’d be dropping hints at the last remaining people to go home soon. “What’s up?” said Zak, looking at me with genuine concern. “I’ve missed the last train. I guess I’m going to have to sleep in the park or something.” “Maybe under a bridge?” he grinned. “Or in a doorway?” “Something like that,” I replied, sighing. “I don’t know how I let this happen.” “It’s ok, Buddy. You can stay at my place.” “Are you sure?” “Of course. Jessica’s out of town. It’ll be just the two of us.” Zak was part of the reason why I’d lost track of time. He was a charming guy, just a couple of years older than me, of athletic build with short light brown hair and blue eyes. Escort ankara I’d only just met him that evening and was intrigued by his stories. He’d lived in several parts of the world and encountered so many different experiences that he made for easy listening. His soft spoken voice drew my attention to the point where I’d felt a little sexual tension at times and had to avert my eyes. A few times during our conversation he’d patted my leg to get my attention. While it wasn’t overtly flirtatious behavior, it did make me feel strangely excited and wanting for more, but I knew he had a girlfriend and was probably just being friendly. — We didn’t talk much while he drove us back to his place. I found myself thinking about what might happen. I’d only ever had girlfriends before and didn’t consider myself gay. Still, there was something about Zak that attracted me. I had to keep telling myself that it was probably just my imagination. — Once we got into his apartment, he offered me a nightcap Balgat escort which I gladly accepted. We sat in the living room sipping at our drinks, not talking. The Zak I’d met at the party seemed quite intense. He looked at me as though he wanted to speak, but the words weren’t coming out. I wasn’t much of a conversationalist so I just smiled at him whenever our eyes met. I felt there was something going on in his mind, which became very apparent when he finally opened his mouth. “Have you ever tried on dresses?” “What do you mean?” “Dresses. You know, ladies clothing.” “No.” “I think you would look good in a dress.” “Really?” “Yes. You’re cute. I think it would suit you.” “Thank you.” I felt myself blushing profusely. I didn’t know what to say. It was obvious that Zak was testing the water for some further action. I could feel my cock swelling at the thought of him touching me. If that meant wearing a dress, then I would do so. I couldn’t believe that I was feeling that way. It Batıkent escort bayan felt good. I sat there, anticipating the next steps. He stood up and walked off down the hallway. — “Here, try this white one,” he said, coming back from the bedroom. He held up a beautiful white lace summer dress with a little pink flowery pattern and a sheer tulle ruffled border. I felt the material. It was silky and soft. The touch of the fabric between my fingers was making me rock hard. My face was as red as a beetroot as I took it from him. My heart was pounding, and my head was spinning. “And these,” he said, handing me a matching set of white stretch cotton panties and bra with pink bows. “Can I change in the bathroom?” I asked. “Of course. I can’t wait to see how you look.” — I went into the bathroom and quickly got undressed, stripping naked before putting on the panties and bra. I assumed they belonged to Jessica, but I didn’t want to ask. For now, I just wanted to go with the flow. Zak had impressed me with his stories and equally with his ability to make me feel comfortable with the situation, despite my confused state of mind. I looked at the bulge in the panties, feeling excited at the sight of my shaft pressing hard against the soft material. I slipped the dress over my head and looked at myself in the mirror.

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I love the transvestite lifestyle. Since I was sixteen, I have been boldly going out dressed to the nines as Cari in public. Now finally of legal drinking age, I go out to one of Boston’s gender friendly nightclub establishments on the weekend. I am lucky to be considered one of the prettiest and the most believable of the girls at these clubs. At five foot five inches tall and one hundred and thirty five pounds I have a body that looks good in almost any kind of dress!I have naturally blonde hair which I keep at shoulder length. I often add hair extensions for effect and my lithe body is shaven smooth from my ears to my toes. As a guy I look a bit wispy and feminine, but made up – people tell me that I look stunningly female and attractive. High heels and tight little dresses make me quite the item in the bars – even though my seven inches are well hidden in my gaff!Two years ago I stepped out into the transgender world with a major level of fear. Now I am comfortable and love showing off a little smooth skin. I even like being chased and hit on by guys at the bars. I do enjoy the flattery and the free drinks. I love being adored and feeling attractive. As open as I am about my feminine side, I rarely would dare go out on a date with a man.After a year out in the bar scene, my perspectives suddenly changed. I began feeling more comfortable in the company of certain gentlemanly men. I would even meet one guy at the bar on a regular basis and he became a protector and friend.I never realized that I could have feelings for a man when I dressed as a woman. This nice adoring man changed that. One day he held me close and kissed me. I could never have imagined how that moment could have so re-wired my brain!My first boyfriend changed my view on everything about being a pretty girl. I soon came to realize that I truly enjoyed being a woman in the arms of an attractive older man. The man needed to be mature, special and trustworthy. I didn’t trust the young studs and their not so subtle ways, and the man who became my first boyfriend was the wonderful opposite of all that.I do have a fairly good opinion of myself. Being this man’s girlfriend and mistress was a positive experience for me. I’ve accepted that I can be a lady when with the right guy yet I am in not usually in any hurry to do so. Everything must be right. I’m cautious because a pretty boy in a dress is not always welcome. Some call me a sexy trap. I never intend to trap anyone!I have been dating some since I ended my relationship with my boyfriend. My ex was twice my age and very masculine. He opened my world to sensual life as a woman and I’ve been smitten about sexuality since. I love having sex with a good man. I know what I want and like now that I’ve lost my virginity.The transgender world is dangerous and a little scary. Trust is a difficult thing to develop with most of the men I’ve met. I rely a lot on my bartender friend who I always tip well. I also trust my girlfriends for advice on many of the patrons who frequent the clubs. I avoid the drug involved and anyone who can be trouble.My girlfriend Robin had been telling me about a man who was very interested in me. I knew of him and had spurned him in the past because I didn’t find him very attractive. He was in is fifties, big and heavy set and looked Ankara escort Bayan like a construction worker. He was a little rough around the edges for me.I am a sucker for guys with a bit of class. This guy once offered me a lot of money to go out with him as a call girl. To that, I flat out refused him. He certainly wasn’t my type and I refused to be bought!Robyn told me that he owned his own construction company and had money. He was certainly well off enough to regularly take out one of the priciest transgender call girls in town. One of those girls was Sandy. Sandy was a stunning Vietnamese transsexual with plastic surgery enhancements that would make Uma Thurmond jealous.Sandy was slim, brunette, perfect in the face and body, and had stunning breasts and hips. Most all of her beauty was the product on a very talented plastic surgeon. She was sexier and hotter looking than any real woman that I ever met! She was so feminine that a woman could never match her – even though she had stuff down there!Sandy had shared with Robin just how much this man was willing to “pay” to go out with me. Again – going out was meant as doing so in the form of being a hooker, prostitute or call girl. It was sex for pay and I’d never even considered such a thing. The dangers, diseases, and the fact that I was far from being desperate for money were just a few of my many reasons!The man’s name was Warren and he was known in the bar as Buddy. He had told his client Sandy that he would pay her if she could arrange for a date with me! Sandy spoke with my friend Robin and Robin was simply sharing the “offer” that the man was making for me. I was rather unmoved!A month ago Buddy had offered me five hundred dollars to have sex with him! Now apparently the offer had gone up even higher. He was offering me one thousand dollars for me to be with him for the night! To me no amount of money would bring me to such a place. My friend Robin told me I was crazy to say no to such an offer. She wished that the offer was for her! Robyn is stunningly beautiful herself.I must admit the offer did have a certain intrigue. One night of “work” was what I made working part-time in about a month! I did fleetingly think about it. I kept hearing Robin telling me how crazy I was if I didn’t do it. Buddy had bought her several drinks as well. He knew how to influence people.“No one makes a thousand dollars a night as a call girl around here.” Robin kept saying. “I would sleep with a pig for a thousand dollars!” She joked. Buddy loading my friend with drinks was just another way of getting what he wanted!I was feeling a little tipsy from the drinks Buddy had been sending to me earlier. I decided to check out his offer to see if it was really true. I went over and thanked Buddy for the drinks he had sent Robyn and I. “Cari you are so hot. I want to go out with you next week. I’ll give you a thousand bucks and a hundred dollar retainer!” I was stunned. It seemed like the kind of offer that might be hard to outright refuse.“If I say yes, what do you have in mind?” I asked coyly. Buddy was blunt and no nonsense. “I’m a nice guy don’t worry.” He said trying to be assuring. He suddenly handed me a hundred dollar bill.  Then he looked me in the eye and said he’d meet you in Escort Balgat the lobby of the Boston Harbor Hotel, Friday night at seven sharp! I stared at the hundred dollar bill as he placed it in my hand. “Deal?” he said. “Okay.” Was my weak, somewhat dumbfounded – and less than confident reply!I went back to Robin at the bar and showed her the hundred. She was pleased and proud of me! “Way to go girl! You’re officially a call girl slut! I wish I could make that kind of money! She added. That’s when the remorse set in. The money and offer was great. Then it hit me. I surely wasn’t a hooker!I decided I was going to return the money to Buddy. I was going to back out. I couldn’t see myself being a whore for a night with a man I didn’t even know at all! I looked for Buddy and I couldn’t find him. He was gone. I didn’t have his number. How could I notify him?I went home and wondered what I should do. Dressing as Cari was always a hobby turned lifestyle. Being in college, my weekend transformations are simply my escape from the pressures of real life. I certainly wasn’t a hooker. I worked part time and had enough money to go out every weekend. It rarely cost me a lot because I was always willing to accept free drinks!That night I had a hard time falling asleep. For some crazy reason, the idea of being a high priced call girl was making me feel horny! It was rather flattering considering I was the opposite of Sandy. I had no breasts, fake lips or any physical enhancements! I was just a pretty, smooth skinned, nicely polished up pretty guy in a dress.I knew that Buddy wanted me just the same. I looked more like a high school cheerleader in bright red lipstick than a high priced call girl. With each passing hour in my sleeplessness, I began to realize that I would do it.Buddy was willing to pay to have me, and I was thinking that I would be willing to have sex with him as long as it was all safe. It would be precarious meeting him in such an elegant and expensive hotel. I was certainly filled with stomach butterflies and our date wasn’t even for six more days.At college I tried to focus on my classes, but my mind seemed to be constantly adrift. What had I just agreed to do? What if he didn’t want to have safe sex? I should have clarified all that very important stuff. This guy had been with prostitutes before. I did know Sandy would never have unsafe sex as a hooker so I might be all right. I would not have anything less.Friday in class found me even more beside myself. In Psychology class I couldn’t help but think I was pretty abnormal! I was excited, scared and practically shivering at the thought of all the unknowns and what it would be like to be a female looking hooker this evening. I did realize that I wouldn’t likely back down partly because I already had been given my retainer!I also realized that being a high priced hooker had apparently been some kind of subliminal fantasy of mine. I admired the beautiful transsexuals that came into the bar on Saturday nights. I so loved Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. I wished that I was her!As crazy as it seemed my becoming a call girl was about to come true in spite of my doubts. I would indeed meet him in the fancy lobby. I knew I had the perfect dress and outfit to wear in my role as well.I Batıkent escort went home early as I was just unable to focus on my classes. I suppose I wanted to ready myself to be perfect for my introductory night as lady of the evening! I bathed in luxurious bath soaps, softening my skin as I shaved my legs, arms, and every crevice in my body. My male hood just stayed so hard and so erect. I was finding myself to be thrilled at the prospect of my first night as a professional gal!Now all perfumed and perfect, I did my make-up flawlessly adding eyelashes and bright red, glue on fingernails. The final touch was painting my toenails bright red as well. I began to dress. Rolling sexy, lightly tinted stockings over my smooth legs and thighs was magical. There is no better feeling than getting ready to be a girl with a purpose!I got out the dress I had never worn in public. It was actually more conservative than most I owned. It was however very striking. It was made of a shiny gold, rich looking fabric with a nice amount of stretch built into it. The neckline was straight and conventional. The length though was sexy at mid-thigh and it clung to my lithe body like a feminine dream.My reflection was spectacular. The dress was amazing and being long sleeved I looked a hundred percent female. I added a bit of padding to make my breasts look a bit more feline as well.In my full length mirror and in five inch gold matching pumps my appearance was beyond stunning. I had outdone myself! The only thing of concern was that I was all ready to go out two hours too early! I thought about the details packing a night bag with my make-up, extra stockings and a pretty, red silk camisole.The sexy red nighty was a gift that my boyfriend had bought it for me. Knowing that I’d been fucked in it dozens of times made it seem perfectly appropriate for the occasion! I also packed white silk stockings and white lace gloves for a special sensual and even erotic look.I was certainly not going to be late dressed like I was. I drove downtown to the waterfront and parked in the hotel’s parking garage. Twenty five dollars a night is a bit steep – so I appreciated that I had been given the retainer as Buddy called it. After dozens of deep breaths I got out, taking my pocketbook, and evening bag. Was I really going to go through with this?The garage felt cold in the October night air but it made me feel sexy. I was regretting my boldness for not taking a jacket or cover up. I walked in delight, feeling so sexy in my five inch heels and matching, rich looking, and gold colored dress. I looked and felt like a high class whore! I made Julia Roberts look so common in her hooker boots and mini skirt!I took the elevator up to the lobby. I had time it perfectly. I checked my phone, It was exactly seven P.M. I emerged from the elevator looking suddenly with eyes all over me. In my mind I looked like a movie star and I tried to work that confidence into my heart.I got stares immediately in my short sexy shiny gold dress. I could feel every man in the place looking at me. I walked across the lobby to the edge of a Starbucks counter and waited. Where was Buddy? I was feeling virtually naked, and guys were staring at me in my minimalistic, overtly sexy outfit.My nerves were on edge. I looked around. I was desperately fretting. I would only stay a minute or two longer. Thankfully he was soon right there. He had been waiting for me, but the long, hurried strut across the lobby had felt like an hour and not the half minute that it must have been.Buddy was all dressed up in a suit jacket and dress shirt.

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We were newlyweds with all the stresses of a new marriage, both working, a mortgage, and two very young children, but we worked at keeping our love life with each other strong. Our sex life was good when we weren’t too exhausted to have it. We both had good jobs, Dave was a district manager for a group of retail stores, and I worked in sales so we both had somewhat flexible hours and drove a lot with work.  Dave traveled quite often with a co-worker named Jim. They’d become good friends and Jim stopped by the house to pick up Dave if they are traveling together that day. When they got home Jim would often stop in for a beer before heading off to his place. I like Jim and like to flirt with him, even to the point of being a cocktease. Bending over in front of him so he could see down my top or uncross my legs sitting opposite from him while wearing a mini skirt. Dave knows I love to flirt and he encourages it. I know Dave’s big fantasy is to share me with other men.  He loves the idea of having a hotwife.  Dave came home from work one day to tell me that Jim was getting a divorce. I was surprised as I’d met his wife at business functions and they seemed to have a solid relationship but apparently, she was good at deception. Jim told Dave that his wife has been fucking her boss for more than a year and she was going to move in with him. Poor Jim was crushed.A few days later Jim stopped by and I gave him a huge hug, telling him how sorry I am that she’s done this to him.  As inappropriate as it may be, feeling his muscular arms wrapped around me had my pussy tingling. A few weeks later, Dave came home and suggested we get a sitter and go out for a nice dinner. I love date nights so I dressed up in a nice little cocktail dress, stay-up stockings, and heels. After a couple of drinks at the bar and then wine at dinner, the conversation turned a bit naughty and sexual.“You know how much I love the thought Ankara escort of watching you have sex with another guy?”“I do yes, fantasies are a wonderful thing,” I responded.“How would you feel about having a threesome with a couple of handsome men?” replied Dave.“Do you know of any?”  I laughed.“I was thinking it would be fun to invite Jim over for an evening of fun. I’m sure it would cheer him up. It would fulfill my fantasy, and I know you like the thought of having two guys at once.”I laughed and asked him if he was serious. “Yes, I am. I know Jim has a thing for you and I’ve seen you flirt with him and give him that come fuck me look you can flash.”I could feel my face blush knowing I’m caught. “I admit that the thought of being with Jim has crossed my mind. We all have fantasies. Let me think about it.”We talked a bit more about how an evening involving the three of us would go. The more we talked, the more graphic it turned and I could feel my pantiless pussy getting wet from excitement. “You’d like to see your little wife, naked with my legs spread for your buddy Jim to fuck. Hear me moan with pleasure as he thrusts his hard cock into me, Watch me shake and arch as I orgasm with him inside me. Would you like that?”“Ohhhh fuck,” is all Dave could reply.  “Should we go home now?” As I give him what he refers to as my, come fuck me look.Dave calls the waiter over for the bill, we pay and speed home. The kids are sound asleep and hubby takes the sitter home. I’m anxiously waiting on the bed for him to get back wearing only the stay-up and heels.  I can hardly resist keeping my hands off my pussy. Dave walks in and smiles, taking his clothes off at the same time.  He climbs up between my legs and gives my wet pussy a big lick, causing me to moan out loud. He nibbles my pussy until I can’t stand it and he then concentrates on my clit, giving me the most wonderful Ankara escort bayan orgasm I’ve had in a long time. He moves up on top of me and guides his hard cock inside me. It feels so good inside me and he pumped me so good, causing a full body orgasm to build and explode.  As I calm down, Dave is pumping me harder and whispers in my ear, “I want to see Jim do this with you.”“Okay,” comes from my lips before I realized it. Dave lifted up slightly looking into my eyes and exploded in my pussy.  “Are you serious, you’ll do it?” he asks.“Are you sure you want me to do it?  What if I like it a lot?  What if I moan louder?  What if he makes me cum harder?”“I will love it.  We can do it just once and then our fantasies will be fulfilled.”“Okay, let’s pick a Friday night that I can take the kids to my mothers so we’ll have the whole house to ourselves.”The next morning Dave was in such a great mood.  “I can’t wait to tell Jim,” he says.  “You guys work it out and I’ll book a night with mom for the kids.”I got a call from Dave a few hours later telling me how excited Jim is and that he’d love to take us out to dinner next Friday evening. I called mom and asked if she could babysit the kids and she was thrilled as she loves having them. Hubby was so excited all week long and I must admit that my masturbation fantasies all that week were about sex with Jim.  Friday finally arrived and the plans were that Jim would arrive at our place around 6:00 pm, we’d have a cocktail out on the deck, then to the restaurant for 8:00 reservations. I primped a little extra, trimming myself bare except for a little landing strip. It was a nice warm summer night so I slipped on a short light fabric sundress. I didn’t bother with a bra or panties as I much prefer not wearing them at all, plus I knew the boys would like that. Jim arrived at 6:00 sharp with a couple of bottles Escort Ankara of wine. He gave me a big hug and I knew he felt that I had no bra on. We opened a bottle and went out to the deck. I sat in a lounge chair intentionally making sure the hem of my dress fell in a way that showed off all of my legs but kept my bare pussy concealed. Both guys kept looking at my long legs and I loved it.Dinner was fabulous with lots of laughs and some innuendo about what would be happening later. I let it intentionally slip that I had no bra or panties on under my sundress. Both guys let out an audible moan. On the ride home, Dave drove and I sat in the back seat with Jim. It was weird sitting back there making out like teenagers as my husband drove the car. Having Jim kiss me, and rub my breasts and hard nipples through my dress had me so turned on. I couldn’t wait to get home. Once in the door at home, I put some music on and asked Jim to dance with me. His hands wandered all over my body, lifting my dress so his big hands were on my bare ass. Dave moved in behind me, and I felt him tug on the hem of my dress, pulling it up and over my head. I’m now completely naked between my husband and his buddy. Both Jim and Dave’s hands were all over my body. It felt amazing as they massaged all the right places.  Dave took my hand and lead me to the couch.  He took off his pants and sat down.  “Why don’t you get on your knees and suck my cock?”It’s rare for Dave to be so forward but I liked it. I got on my knees and leaned forward taking him into my mouth. I could hear Jim removing his clothes behind me. As I sucked hubs cock, I looked up to see him nod to Jim, then I felt Jim kiss the cheeks of my ass, then felt his tongue on my pussy, licking my slit. Then he moved up behind me and rubbed the head of his cock on my opening.  I knew this was it, I was going to have another man’s cock in me for the first time since I got married. He pushed and the head popped in, then pushed ever so slowly back and forth until he was completely inside me. I knew immediately that he was longer and thicker than Dave and it felt heavenly. I thought I was going to orgasm right then and it wasn’t long before I had my first.

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