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This story incorporates a ‘Story Idea’ by Jackolover: Accidental incest by Jackolover.

However it also has lesbian and group sex in as well, including an orgy.

It started out as a normal story and should have been about twenty pages long but I’m afraid it just kept growing. It ended up 53 pages so I have had to split it in two. There is also a lot of scope for a sequel which I may do in the near future.

Chapter 01: Jenny’s Input.

Monday

‘At last.’ Jenny thought as she looked at the imposing building before her. After three month’s of planning, the building was ready for her and her team to install the new computer network. It had been three month’s of programming and testing and then reprogramming and retesting to get things ready, but it wouldn’t be truly finished until it was fully installed and operational. They had a week before anyone else moved into the building, a week to get everything running smoothly.

Jenny looked at her team, including her baby brother there were seven men, well boys really. JJ was the youngest at eighteen and Ben was the oldest at twenty-three, which to Jenny at thirty-eight made them boys. They had worked hard to get this far and now they had to spend a whole week together in this building, working eating and sleeping together until the job was done. It was going to be a hard slog. One hundred and seventy five computers all networked and running smoothly by the time the building officially opened in a week’s time.

Jenny looked good for her years, a little bit extra on her waist maybe but her body was quite firm from her gym work and until a year ago her dance classes, at least her boob’s didn’t sag or her bum come to that, over all she felt good about herself. Almost everyone in IT was a kid these days but Jenny could usually hold her own, mind you being the only woman locked up with seven guys for a whole week was going to be a bit of an experience.

As a boss, she was a hard taskmaster, and even though her team were on short term contracts, she had driven them relentlessly. She knew what they thought of her, the fridge queen, the tranny and all the other names they called her, but when thing’s were going well they also had some good thing’s to say and even had a laugh at times

She hadn’t made a conscious decision to be a career woman, it was really down to a stubborn streak she had about being as good as any man. Her commitment to her career however, had made normal life a bit difficult at times. It had taken Jenny eight years to get the post as head of the IT department, eight years of hard, unstinting work. She had put all thoughts of a personal life on hold losing many a boyfriend because of the hours she worked. There hadn’t been any man that had meant a great deal to her in that time, she missed the company but even her sex life had always seemed to be missing something. She wasn’t a prude and had tried different things in bed but it just didn’t light her fire so she threw her life into her work. When this operation came up she totally ignored her boyfriend and it was a week before she realised he was gone.

The building was indeed, imposing. Built into the side of a hill it had ten floors and a parking area at ground level. Jenny’s team would set up the network in the basement, which was below the car park and dug into the hillside. The basement only had one ‘wall’, which was all glass and showed magnificent views of the surrounding countryside. It was the only room to have a full-length balcony, which hung out of the hill and hung forty feet in the air. The other three walls were either brick, or stone carved out of the hill. The space looked all open plan but in fact, it had a whole series of offices along the back wall, divided by one-way glass wall’s, to give that open plan feeling. To the left was a large kitchen and to the right were the toilets and a large bathroom. The whole of the central space was what Jenny called her brainstorming area, covered in soft furnishing’s it would become the main relaxation area. It had a couple of old settees, a long table with chairs and a couple of rugs on the floor, just to try to make there stay a little more comfortable

Her whole crew had gathered in the car park, “Ok guys.” Jenny said, “listen up.” she waited till they had all gathered together, “All that over there is food and supplies for our stay including the beer which is not be opened until we have our finishing party next Sunday, Tommy your on kitchen duties so I will leave you to sort thing’s out as you please. The next week is not going to be a picnic but we have put furniture and stuff upstairs so we should be able to make ourselves comfortable. The blows up beds are in one of the lorries so when you find them send them up here. Tommy will get lunch ready, but in the meantime I want those lorries unloaded, John and Jake have been here for a week already so will show you where to go, let’s get to it.”

As she watched them leave Tommy came up to her and said, “So what’s for lunch then Sis.”

Jenny casino siteleri looked at him, at nineteen he was the youngest of the group, and her baby brother, a little slow but an excellent cook. Like all the others, he had been hired specifically for this job, not that his culinary expertise would be pushed too far with this lot. “I think maybe you should ask them Tommy, they’re the one’s doing all the heavy work, as for me I’ll eat anything.”

“Ok Sis” Tommy said, and then added, “Are you ok? You seem a bit down.”

Jenny gave him a smile, “No I’m fine Tommy, really,” she said, “just a lot of pressure right now, go on sort out your domain, they will be starving by lunchtime.”

Tommy smiled and with a trolley load of supplies went down to his kitchen. Jenny had two other brothers’ younger than her but older than Tommy’s and a lot more intelligent. Jenny remembered the shock on her mother’s face when she realised she was pregnant at forty, it almost destroyed the family. Jenny never did know why her father took it so hard, or why he found it so difficult to relate to Tommy in the same way as the other boy’s, she always put it down to her father losing the freedom he so loved. However, she had always been close to Tommy, somewhat maternal really.

Jenny went to her office and sorted out her file’s, pinning plans on the wall and getting herself ready for her own task’s. She knew that it wasn’t going to be easy, and had decided to drive the crew as much as possible from the start, the more they got done in the early day’s the more time they would have to fix any unexpected problems.

Once she had sorted out her office, she took the lift and went upstairs to see how the unloading was going. Walking into the car park she felt the wind rushing through, the sweet smell of the countryside warming to the summer sun, she took a deep breath, she just loved it here, away from the city smog and the rush and tear of hundred’s of people, yet still within reach of a big town if it was needed.

“How we doing Ben?” Jenny asked.

“A bit slow, but we’re getting there.” he replied.

Ben was the oldest of the crew and team leader, brilliant with computers, but he wasn’t very good at organisation. All six of the guys were loading stuff into one of the two lifts, then going up, and distributing it around the offices. As the PC’s could go anywhere it didn’t matter what order they went up in but at this rate it would take all week just to unload the lorries.

“Well it’s a bit of a bloody mess isn’t” Jenny said, “You’re gonna have to be better organised than this Ben”

Ben didn’t hide his annoyance, “What do you mean a bloody mess, this stuff is fucking heavy.”

Ignoring him Jenny said, “Ben, you and Fred go to the top floor with this lot and unload it, don’t move it around just unload. You’re supposed to be using the walkie-talkies to keep in touch, so have a count how many you need and leave that many on that floor then move down to the next one. Go!”

Ben glared at her and Jenny glared right back, finally he called Fred and they went off in the lift.

Breathing a sigh of relief she turned round and said, “John, you and Jake are the strongest so you can unload the lorries, put everything on the loading bay and leave the moving to these two. Charlie and JJ you two move the stuff into the lift’s, as soon as one comes down send the other one up, Ben will let you know when he changes floor’s, come on let’s get organised or we will never get finished.”

They all moved to their new positions and once things looked like they were moving Jenny went back to her office. A couple of hours later Tommy called, “Five minute’s till lunch.”

Jenny got on her walkie-talkie and let the others know and five minute’s later they all arrived for lunch. When they had discussed how they were going to work this massive job they all knew that they would be working at least 12 hour’s a day to begin with, so they worked from 8 till 8, lunch was at two and dinner would be at nine in the evening, giving them all time to get washed up.

As they started lunch Jenny said, “So how are we doing with the lorries?”

Ben smiled at her and said, “Yeah ok, the first lorry is nearly empty and I reckon we’ll have both trailers finished by the end of the day.”

Jenny was glad to see the smile at least he wasn’t holding a grudge. The mood was good and, as ever with this crew, a lot of laughing and joking went on amongst the guys. Jenny sometimes got the feeling that a lot of it was pointed at her, but she let it go over her head, they all got on well despite the age gap and Jenny gave them some leeway because of there age.

The day went pretty much as planned and by nine thirty, they were all sitting down having dinner. “How about a beer then Jenny” Jake said.

“No!” Jenny said with a smile, “That’s for the finish party.”

“Oh, go on.” Ben said, “We’ve done well today and it’s bloody hot in here, just one”

“Oh! Alright” Jenny relented, “But just one slot oyna or we’ll run out before the party.”

Tommy got up and ripped open a crate, handing a can to each of them. “Not for me Tommy. ” Jenny said, “I can’t drink beer it goes straight to my head.” Not strictly true, it didn’t make her drunk it just seemed to have an adverse effect on her self-control so she stayed away from it.

Tommy gave a knowing smile but said nothing. While he had been waiting for the meal to cook Tommy had blown up all the airbeds and laid them around the room. Jenny, being the only woman had hers in a vacant office, a glass walled office, still it was a privacy of sort’s and she thought that she should keep a degree of separation from them, give them some space so to speak.

After dinner Jenny went out onto the balcony and enjoyed the clean evening air, some of the others dragged chairs out and joined her. They chatted about nothing in particular until gone midnight then Jenny said, “Well I’ve had enough, I’m going to bed.” she changed into her shorts and tee shirt in the bathroom and then went to her room. She had to smile as she walked back. Jenny always slept in the nude and had to go out and buy these clothes especially for this job, to try to keep a sense of decency she thought, but what would they say if they knew.

Tuesday went well; all PC’s were in place but needed to be unpacked and connected. By the end of the day Jenny calculated that they were a day ahead of schedule, so at dinner, as a way of thanking them she let them have two beers with there meal. The mood was getting more and more jovial as the job went on, the conversations more and more about each other than general chitchat. Guys out doing guys Jenny thought and stayed out of it.

Wednesday morning Jenny called Ben to her office, “Morning Ben I’ve been thinking about how to best plan the connecting, the server is set to go so how about you start on level three with Charlie, JJ and Fred and I will start on level nine with John and Jake.”

Ben thought for a minute and then said, “Well JJ isn’t much on computers but he could unpack while we do the connections, yes it should work well, do you want to tell them?

“No you do it, tell John to call me if they have any problems I have some stuff to do here first.” He smiled, pleased that he had been given some sort of responsibility at last, however small.

By the end of the day thing’s were going so well Jenny told Tommy to see if he could order pizza in as a treat. When the pizza arrived, Tommy fell in love. Under the motorbike helmet was a young woman with deep dark eyes, she smiled at Tommy and he was totally besotted.

John went over and gave her a hug, “Hi babe, everyone, this is Paula we met her a few times last week while we were her, fastest pizza girl in the west.” he laughed

At dinner, she was all Tommy could talk about, but no one would listen. Once again, the beers were handed round and once again, Jenny declined.

Tommy rushed into the kitchen and when he returned he put a bottle of vodka in front of her, “I asked the pizza guy on the phone if he could get this as well.” Tommy said, a little sheepishly, “So you could join in.”

Jenny looked a little shocked but she smiled and said, “And a mixer I take it, bitter lemon or something?”

“Oh!” Tommy said a little flustered “I didn’t think of that, I’ve got some orange in the cupboard will that do?”

“Never mind,” Jenny said, with a laugh, “This will do nicely.”

By the end of the meal, she had drunk two glasses and felt quite relaxed for the first time in ages joining in with the general chitchat. She joined the others on the balcony and drew in the fresh warm country air.

As the days had passed the weather had been getting hotter and hotter, the guy’s were now working in short’s and t shirt and because it was so hot under the glass they didn’t bother with the t shirts in the evening. Ever since Eddie had left, Jenny had been alone. Whether it was the drink or hormone’s she couldn’t say but she imagined she saw the odd bulge here and there, this in turn made her drink a little more.

“So come on then Jenny.” Ben said, “Why don’t you drink beer, it’s not because you don’t like it is it?”

“Ahh” Jenny said, “That would be telling.”

“Tommy?” Jake said questioningly.

“Don’t you dare” Jenny said, looking at Tommy, “Let’s just say we don’t mix very well.”

“So you can’t hold your beer then?” Jake said, “Like some women and wine.”

John had joined them now “What do you mean? Women and wine”

Jake laughed, “Well some women get a little carried away when they drink wine” he said, “Jenny doe’s the same with beer.”

“I never said that” Jenny shouted

“True though” Tommy said with a laugh.

“Oh yes!” Ben laughed, “So what did you do last time you had a beer then, do tell”

Tommy had done his fair share of drinking the same as the rest, “She….” Tommy started.

“Tommy!” Jenny cried, “Don’t you dare”

Jake canlı casino siteleri moved over to Tommy and put his arm over his shoulder leading him away from the other’s, Jenny went to get up but Ben pushed her back into her seat, “Tommy don’t.” she shouted, “Ben get off me.” She had tried to get up again but found herself bounced back into her chair, which started her laughing.

“Got it.” Jake shouted, “She stood on a table and done a strip.”

“Tommeeee!” Jenny cried.

“What!” JJ said “Our Jenny? Doing a strip, our prim and proper Jenny. Neveeeer” and then started singing the stripper tune and walking around Jenny’s chair.

Although she was highly embarrassed, anger made her obstinate and defensive, “Well!” she said, “I’m not the first you know, I do have a life away from work.”

Ben stood in front of her and started swaying his hip’s in time to the tune; Jenny looked away so Ben slipped his thumbs into the shorts and pretended to pull them down.

Jenny nearly choked on her drink, and dived out of the chair, brushing past him, trying to getting away from his bulge, but she ran straight into Jake and John, now she was squashed between the three of them and she could feel a bulge pressing into her back and another into her stomach, a little too low for comfort.

“Ok!” she said quietly, “Jake let me pass, Ben please, let me through. Now!”

She could feel herself shaking, but wasn’t too sure why, she was safe, wasn’t she? She felt a hand on her hip and Ben said, “No problem Jen, Jake let our very own dance artiste through.”

Jake moved aside with a big grin on his face and Jenny walked to her office, all the time trying to appear calm. She sat behind her desk and realised that her pussy was wet, ‘God!” she thought, ‘has it been that long?’

“Thought you might need this.” Ben said, handing her a large glass of vodka.

“Yes, thank you” she said, “And I’m sorry if I got a little….well you know….serious ok.”

“That’s alright Jen, just having a laugh didn’t mean to upset you.” Ben said quietly.

Once Ben had joined the others the laughter seemed to get even more raucous, which made Jenny, ponder her reactions. She had to accept that being trapped by three young guys was ‘nice’ but why panic, or was it the bulge’s, no lets be honest, was it the erections rubbing against her that made her panic. Did it turn her on? Yes it did. However, it was just fun and that’s how she had to treat it, nothing was going to happen they were much too young and she was the boss after all.

Now all she had to worry about was had her over reaction given them something to think about, did they think they had one over on her and would they try it again. Alternatively, were they chatting about something entirely different, there was only one way to find out.

She downed half the glass of vodka, took a deep breath and walked passed them onto the balcony. Fred was chatting to Charlie and JJ. As Jenny appeared he turned, “Do you follow football then Jen?” he asked.

There it was again ‘Jen’ not ‘Jenny’ so they had been talking about her. “No not really a bit too tribal for me.” she replied sharply.

Charlie smiled, “So what turn’s you on Jen, other than a computer that is.”

She instantly got the innuendo but ignored it, “Oh, I like reading travelling, walking in the countryside.” she said, “I just love it out here, this area I mean, it’s lovely, so peaceful”

“So what do you like to read Jen?” John said from the doorway, “Romance?”

Again the innuendo was unmistakable and this time she decided not to ignore it, “Only if it’s hot love” she said angrily, and then realised she may have gone too far, but it was too late.

“So you like a bit of hot love eh,” Fred said in that tell me more tone.

“In a book yes it can add to the story I think,” she said trying to keep the discussion serious and failing miserably.

“Well I don’t have a problem with hot love.” JJ said, staring Jenny in the face “How about you John?”

“No not me,” John said with a smile, “The hotter the better.”

Jenny felt herself flush, “You men are all the same.” she said, trying to diffuse things “You only have one thing on your minds when it comes to women.” The minute she said it she regretted it, the old ‘you men’ routine was a woman’s last resort when arguing with men.

“It wasn’t me that mentioned hot love was it Fred?” Charlie laughed.

“No!” Fred said, “In fact I think it was you wasn’t it Jen?”

“I was….Oh I give up.” Jenny said and went back in, followed by howls of laughter. Even though she was angry and frustrated with her own stupidity she couldn’t help smiling and knew that this was only the beginning, but what the hell; it was all in good humour.

She had a couple more drinks and feeling decidedly heady went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. As she came out all the guys had formed a corridor and the minute she appeared, they started singing the stripper song and giving a slow handclap.

Jenny went bright red but was determined not to allow them to get the better of her; “I only sleep naked at home boys” she said and then with her sexiest walk went to her makeshift room to wails of disappointment.

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This all started by me getting in a car accident a few days ago. I was hit by an oncoming car, and I was forced to wear a body cast, covering over 1/3 of my body. It was one of the casts that you have around your chest and arms, so your arms stick out and you are not able to write, hug, shake hands, or even jack off… which was my problem.

My father and I have been living together since my mother left ten years ago. I am an only child, and my father and I have always made everything work out perfectly, because we get along so very well.

To explain a little about myself, I am 18 years old, I play football in highschool along with baseball(which I am not very good at, but I still enjoy). I date around a little bit, but I have always been fonder of men, because I can barely shower after practice without my dick getting harder than mahogany. I am 6’3, about 190 lbs. I have short brown hair and blue eyes. I have an 8. 5 inch cock, and it is pretty thick. I measure it all the time to see if it has grown any. My father, on the other hand, is around 6′ 1″, 210 lbs, but still in great shape for his age. Dad had married my mother at a very young age, so my dad is only 18 years older than me, so we still have a lot of things in common, and it is very easy for us to get along. I just never knew that I had any sexual feelings built up over him.

After casino siteleri my wreck, I was released into my fathers care. My dad was so upset, he took off a while at work to be able to help nurse, feed and bath me. He never left my side for the first couple days, and when I would wake up, I would see my dad crying thanking God that I was still with him. I realized that I was all my father had left.

One day, I was watching tv in my room, and dad came in for my daily sponge bath. I was so uncomfortable by this, I was terrified of popping wood while dad was cleaning me, because I am sorry, 18 is a horny age, and if anyone is touching you, it is easy to pop wood. And I had not jacked off in nearly 3 days, which is a record for me.

Dad came in and started cleaning my feet and legs with soapy water… talking to me about the game that was on earlier. When low and behold, my dick got hard. Dad looked fairly embarrassed… but kept cleaning anyway. I almost cried I was so embarrassed. Dad just worked around it and then kinda scurried off when he was finished.

I was dying for some relief. I had no idea what had made me horny, but at that point, I was crazy horny and I couldn’t even reach my penis to do ANYTHING to it. I had no girlfriend to come help me out, and my little suck buddy (also the quarterback of our team) would never come over slot oyna to my house to give me head. I was stuck.

I finally stopped thinking about being so horny and fell asleep. When I was woke up by my dad feeding me breakfast. My cock was still hard, and dad had made little peeks at it and finally said that he was so sorry that this had happened to me, because he knows that I can’t get relief. I just looked really embarrassed and said… Oh its all right, no big deal.

Later that evening, dad came in to sponge bath. My dick was throbbing, and him cleaning my legs and thighs just made it worse. I felt like I would explode. Dad worked his way up and rubbed against my balls with the washcloth just slightly making me moan. Dad looked quite embarrassed, and I wanted to shoot myself then and there. Then dad picked up my dick to wash my stomach, and the second his hand made contact with my dick, I screamed, “NO dad, let go!!” and my hot cum came pulsing out of my cock. That was all it took to send me over the edge with an orgasm. My dad quickly cleaned up, said he was sorry and left.

I lay in my bed and cried, I was so unbelievably embarrassed. I knew my dad understood, but I mean come on, I just spunked because my dad was holding my cock. That is some fucked up stuff. But the pressure was gone, and to be honest, I did feel better.

Dad came canlı casino siteleri in the next day, and acted as though nothing had happened. I was so happy that he did that, because it would have been too much to bear. Then came the time for the sponge bath. Dad came in, as always, and I was getting cleaned up and down my legs, then my dad did something he has never done before, he rubbed my balls (seemed to be intentionally, but you think a lot of things when you are horny) and even stroked my cock some with the washcloth. I was of course, hard as a rock, and I started moaning. He kinda rubbed a little bit more and I could feel it tightening in my balls, and I said “oh daddy” he took off the washcloth and beat my dick for all it was worth. I came so hard and so fast I had no idea what was happening. Dad looked at me and said he wanted to help me out since I couldn’t do it. And that I shouldn’t feel too embarrassed because all guys jack off. But what about guys getting horny because their dad is holding their dick. I think that is a whole ‘nother level of screwed up. When dad got up to leave after cleaning me up, I could have sworn I saw a big bulge in his pants. I was shocked, but then I talked myself out of it. Then I heard the bathroom door swing open, and dad rushed into the bathroom. I heard the familiar sounds of someone beating off and moaning and grunting then I heard a loud groan, then the toilet flush. My dad just fucking jacked off in the bathroom after he had jacked off his son! I was hard again, and I just couldn’t wait to see what was in store for tomorrow.

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“Let’s go swimming…” he murmured into my ear, traveling the length of my neck with his fingers and lips, torturing me with an undeniable, exquisitely slow sensuality. I groaned, my body seeming to melt upon itself as I imagined the feel of him stroking the fire within me combined with the cool water on my blazing skin. “Oh, god, yes….” I groaned, saying yes to a multitude of things, desire causing my voice to flow from my lips with a new rawness.

He was all blondness and brazenness that night, and Time appeared to draw still and it seemed as though we were instantly there, standing next to the unlit pool under a moonlit sky. I shivered and his arm wrapped around my shoulders as he smiled at me, not asking if I were cold, a knowing smile resting softly on his lips. “Come on.” He urged, pulling me into the water beside him and circling my waist with his hands.

I gasped, feeling the water flow around my naked breasts as the shirt he had let me wear billowed out. My waist length, jet-black hair, free of its tidy braid, spread fan-like around me and I saw his eyes stop to admire it for the first time. His hands against my lower back shot electric impulses up and down my spine and I strained against him, feeling the rigidness of his engorged cock against my thigh. I shivered, the wetness between my legs having little to do with the water from the pool. As he began to draw me into a slow dance, my eyes closed and my head began to spin—Suddenly, I didn’t know if it were my head that was spinning or our movements—but I sank closer into his arms, shivering with mounting need as I pressed myself into him, wanting him more than I have ever wanted anyone.

“Please…” I found myself moaning, as his lips traveled the length on my neck. Goosebumps rose on my arms and my nipples grew harder still. He laughed softly against my cheek, as if we shared a secret no one else knew. A small shuffling sound drew my eyes towards a nearby window, and then another. Suddenly alert and amused, I took in the dim lights around us and saw blinds parting discreetly as at least a dozen eyes watched us with rapt fascination.

“Do you,” I began, laughing into his shoulder, “know what they are thinking?”

His grin was fast and erotic. “Yes…they want to see us fuck.”

We laughed together, and it seemed as though all of those lights grew dark. casino siteleri We could still feel the stares, but it only seemed to heighten our desire and the eroticism of the moment. “In that case,” I murmured, “why disappoint them?”

Our lips met and as my lips parted, I felt a jolt of fire spread through my body as our tongues began to dance. My eyes closed and I felt myself surrender as his hands slipped beneath my shirt and he began to caress my breasts, rolling his fingers over my rock-hard nipples. My hands tore at his shorts and my fingers closed around the hardest, biggest cock I had ever felt!

My eyes flew open and he was smiling at me, his cock growing even harder as I stroked him from length to base, easily reaching nine inches, and as thick as my wrist! My breath came out in gasps as I imagined him trying to fit that monster into my tiny pussy, wet as it was!

We were at the shallow end, in perhaps only 4 ft of water. The water came up to my chest anyway, my 4’11 frame delicate against his 5’8 one, and easily he lifted me up onto a shelf in one smooth motion. My legs parted of their own accord, and suddenly I felt his lips on my inner thigh. I felt myself grew weak as he gently eased my legs apart even further, and then he was there, burying his face in my smooth, bare little pussy.

“You shave…” He murmured approvingly, licking my creaminess like a delicious dessert against his perfect tongue. I moaned, urging him on by spreading my legs wider, and tugging at his blond hair, begging him with my little cries to lick my pussy more!

“God, you taste so sweet! I’ve never tasted such a sweet pussy!” He exclaimed, driving his tongue deeper. “It must be an Asian thing, because they sure don’t make this kind of shit around here!” He exclaimed.

I felt my pussy begin to contract and furiously he began to work his tongue inside me, sliding one thick finger into my wet cunt. I screamed loudly as my juices began to gush all over his face, come leaking out of my long-neglected pussy as he continued to eat me.

“Fuck, you are delicious!” He said again, working his way up to my rigid nipples. “I’m so fucking hard, woman!”

Lying there, with my legs spread lewdly and his face glistening with my pussy juice, reality set in and I became increasing aware of what I was doing. I felt embarrassed slot oyna as my old world values and ideas lay tossed aside next to me. Shame drew a flush to my cheeks and I averted my large, almond-shaped eyes. “I can’t believe this!” I whispered, suddenly humiliated. “I never do this kind of thing!”

He paused briefly, frowning, then sighed at my dramatic change of mood. “Sherry…” he began, and then stopped, his hand pressing against his painfully swollen cock. I turned to look into his cobalt grey eyes and I began to cry. “I don’t want to be a one-night stand.” I said, quietly. “Not with you. I couldn’t stand it…” I explained.

“I can’t promise anything, Sherry,” He said, honestly, looking at me. His handsome face became serious and he reached out to touch my cheek. “I think you are beautiful, and smart, and funny…and I like you, more than I have liked anyone in a long time. But I can’t make promises…” He laughed suddenly, mischievously. “I can tell you that you are the sweetest girl I’ve known in a long time—personality wise, and that pussy of yours!”

I paused, then I felt the hilarity creep up on me. Suddenly, we were laughing hysterically. I felt my resolution dissolve and I smiled at him. It had been a long time, nearly four years without anyone besides my ex-husband. It was time to move on, all right…and I wanted him!

Slowly, I slid back into the water and wrapped my arms around his neck. “All right, then…that’ll be enough…”I whispered, kissing his cheek as his lips passed over my forehead. “But please…be gentle with me….”

“I promise…” He said, lifting us onto the cool cement and sliding off his shorts and positioning his cock at my waiting entrance. I grimaced as I felt the wide head part the first outer folds, and despite my wetness, I stiffened, panicking immeaditatly as I felt him push and enter with difficulty. “Relax….” He groaned, angling my legs around his waist, “You’re too fucking tight….”

Gradually he eased about two inches in, and I almost screamed from the pain of it. My poor pussy, always tight and firm, seemed to balk at something so large and hard! Still, wetness gushed from inside me and I felt myself rocking frantically against his incredible dick as I began to come on just his head!

“God damn!” He groaned, feeling my pussy contract around him. He took a deep breath, and impaled canlı casino siteleri me with his cock, burying that nine-inch monster inside me. My nails dug into his back and I came again, almost wailing as I spasamed around him, riding his cock like an American girl!

“This is fucking unbelievable!” He groaned, fucking me relentlessly, his hips rocking against mine as our passion began to explode. “Fuck, I’ve never…never felt anything so damn tight…your pussy in unbelievable….”

He yelled outloud suddenly, stiffening as his cum exploded inside me. “Oh, fuck yeah!” He cried, his eyes shutting tightly as he pistoned into my narrow channel. “I could fuck you for the rest of my life!”

“I want to taste us…” I cried out, pushing him back. Eagerly I dove to his crotch and wrapped my mouthh around his still rigid cock. I could taste my pussy juice and his cum on his dick as I sucked him dry, and as I began to work my tongue around the tiny hole at top, and when I pumped his cock enthusiastically, I was rewarded by a blast of warm cum! “Give it to me!” I yelled wildly, brazenly baring my firm ass to him, feeling wild and animalistic in ways I had never felt before.

His eyes grew wide and his cock grew even harder as he jumped on me, growling. “Oh, yeah? Think you can take this monster?” he challenged, feeling my bottom with his wide, rough hands, “Your pussy could barely take it, I’ll rip you in half!”

I could only moan in reply, feeling every fantasy return to my mind and seeing his face take on every shadowy figure in those fantasies. I felt like a whore, and loved it. “Fuck my ass!” I screamed, pushing back at him, feeling my pussy flowing with his cum.

He lathered the tip and length of his amazing dick with our juices and began to push at my small brown hole. I grimaced but tried to relax—a long time ago, I had been broken in by a guy with a 4 inch dick—but compared to that, I felt like an ass virgin! Still, I wanted it, so I gave a brutal push back and felt his ruthless cock spear my insides like a hot poker, filling me like I’ve never been filled before.

“So, you like it like this, dirty sex, want to be my little whore, my little asian whore, my china doll?” He groaned, yanking my hair as he rode me fiercely.

“Fuck, yes!” I moaned, feeling his cock work inside me and feeling faint and delicious all at once. “Fuck me harder!” I groaned.

We came at the same time, screaming loudly, and collapsed on the cement, holding each other tight. It seemed as though we heard applause, and we looked at each other and laughed.

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Chapter 10: Good night sleep.

Once the door closed behind her, Yuna brought James to her face.

“Oh god, you stink!” she said in a giggle, getting her hand away. “I wanted to have a better view of you, but I guess I’ll keep my distance!”

James was not amused. He was tired, so tired. His abused body did not respond anymore, he needed rest.

“Y-yuna…” he began in a whisper.

She didn’t seem to even hear him.

“You know… I don’t have any pockets to carry you with,” she started, feigning embarrassment. “At first, I thought about putting you in my panties,” she grinned. “But I’m fairly sure you would have drowned in there. And… You’re not worthy of being anywhere close to my pussy, yet.” she breathed. “But I’ve had an idea of a perfect place for you, until we get to my home!” she laughed. “You will like it. I know you *hate* being allowed to breath fresh air, so I guarantee there will be nothing of that sort in here.” Yuna concluded viciously.

What? She wanted to asphyxiate him some more? Didn’t she listen to his sister? Couldn’t she see in what a disastrous state he was in? He needed a break! Peaceful rest!

“Y-YUNA!!” he raised his voice, in an attempt to get her to listen to him.

But Yuna did not care. She lifted her shirt up, and brought James closer to her armpit.

“Of course, you have permission to lick any sweat you’ll find there,” she smiled wickedly. “Although, because I *know* you are tired, I won’t punish you if you do not.”

That said, she tied James to the side of her bra, forcing him to be in perpetual contact with her disgusting underarm, which, even though it wasn’t as stinky as her feet, still was awfully sweaty, and got its very own distasteful smell.

Once her devious deed achieved, she began walking home. With each step, her slave was rubbed in her sweat, forced to swallow and sniff whatever was there, as he was smashed against her.

She took great care of not allowing casino siteleri her arm to part from her body too often, as it would have allowed James to feel the fresh atmosphere being outside provided her with. She managed, with sadistic delight, to only allow James to breathe when he was on the verge of suffocating.

She had taken onto herself to make James’s life a repugnant world of stench, and he would be underestimating her if he thought she wouldn’t manage to do so.

Long minutes later, she got to her home. Her parents were watching T.V, and nodded as they saw her come in. She kissed them good night, and walked to her room. Yuna’s parents were used to their girl coming home late. They wanted her to be an independent woman, and what better way than by letting her hang out to her heart’s content?

She got to her room, and locked it up. At last, she was alone with her toy.

She undressed slowly, taking great pleasure in feeling tiny James wiggle weakly against her pit, trapped and overpowered by a single knot. His predicament was incredibly sexy. She kept her knickers and bra on, and lied down on her bed.

She made herself comfortable, and started fingering herself; James still tied up against her underarm. Her horniness only made the whole situation worse for him: she was sweating more and more, forcing him to swallow mouthfuls of perspiration in order to keep breathing.

Yuna was fully aware of James’s condition, and used it to bring herself to the edge.

“Yes, yes!!” she moaned “Poor, poor little James, stuck to my pit as I touch myself, forced to bear with sweat formed because of my own horniness!” she slowed down, not wanting to go over quite yet.

“Do you know where you will sleep tonight, slave?” she sang. “In my sweaty, nasty sock, which I’ll put into my smelly boots as well!” she continued, ecstatic. She was so close!

James was being rubbed against her skin harshly, as her arm followed her hand slot oyna in its awful action. He was crying, and his tears mixed up with the sweat he was being drowned in.

“Yes, yesss, YESSS!!” Yuna came as hard as ever, as she pictured her own words. “Oh my god…” she breathed, panting. She got her hand to her bra, untied James from his prison, and brought him to her face. “You… you really are something.” She smiled lovingly.

“Y-… Yuna…” he uttered, coughing sweat in between.

“Awhh,” she breathed. “Yes, my little, tortured toy?”

“I-… I hate you…” he spat more sweat. “I don’t… I don’t want that. I really don’t.” he looked directly in her eyes. “P-please, I beg you, stop. Please, let me go.” he begged.

She pouted innocently, “Awhhh, you don’t?…” she teased. “I’m so sorry, I should have known! I’ll re-grow you right away!” she smirked, and dropped him off on the bed.

James was struck. Could it be so easy? Did she really believe him? Maybe, he thought, maybe she understood how wrong her behavior was. He was way too tired to notice her sarcasm.

“R-really?” he muttered. “I-I’ll do as if nothing happened. It will be like it used to. I swear.”

“Yes of course, really!” she grinned. “Let me go and fetch that book, I’ll make you the same old grown James you’ve always been!” she stood up and started looking around.

James was in disbelief. He was so exhausted, and felt so nauseous! But it was the end of it. He had managed to convince Yuna to stop this whole nonsense!

“T-Thanks!” he said. “I know how you got the idea I liked this weird stuff, it’s because Faith found my researches-“

He was interrupted by what was an earthquake to his height; Yuna had put something on the bed. To James’s horror, it was not the book. It was Yuna’s right boot.

“B-b-but-” he panicked.

“No buts.” she cut him off. “I did tell you you would sleep in those.” she smiled deviously. “Your whole begging scene canlı casino siteleri did touch me, but there’s *not a chance* I’ll re-grow you. Besides, I know those are lies. You *want* it all to happen. You hoped I would react as I actually am.”

“N-N-NO!!” he yelled in despair. “I MEAN IT! I HATE-“

“YOU HATE NOTHING!” she stopped him. “You are a liar, James, and liars should be punished!” she threatened. An idea came to her mind. “But I’ll be nice. As it is your first day, I’ll help you adapt,” she said, while taking her soaked panties off. “Spending an entire night along your goddess’s womanly scent should help, don’t you think?”

“P-please” he stuttered. “I’m s-sorry, please, let me rest, please…” he begged, lost.

“Oh, but I will!” she laughed as she brought her dripping panties closer to James. “I can’t imagine of a better way for you to have a good night,” she smirked.

“D-don’t-“

James didn’t have time to finish his sentence, as Yuna rolled him in her soaked panties, his head firmly pressed against the crotch section.

“And now,” she giggled as she got her smelly sock out of the boot, “You go in there!” she inserted the rolled up panties inside the rotten sock, and made a knot at its end. “Yuck, it really smells!” she wrinkled her nose.

“Lucky you, you’re protected by my juicy panties!” she laughed. “And for a final touch…” she placed the sock in the boot, making sure to push it the furthest she could. “Perfect!” she contemplated her work. “That should be enough. You’ll sleep so well!” she joked.

“Oh, and before I forget… I’ll have to tell Faith about your behavior. I’m sure she won’t appreciate any of it!” she placed the boot as far as possible from her bed to avoid the smell, and curled up in her blanket; ready to have a good night sleep. She would dream all night long of the tortures she would inflict James as soon as she woke up… “Good night, slave…” she said with love.

James, on his side, would need a long time to fall asleep. He was glued to Yuna’s cum, rolled up inside her panties, trapped in her sock and boot. The smell was unbearable, and he had trouble breathing. His night would be full of nightmares…

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He walked into her office, not expecting, nor caring, that anything would come of this. He knew, however, that this was a woman who liked her sex; from what he knew, she also liked her men young. He saw her sitting behind her desk, looking good like she always did. He admired her, starting with her legs. She had two very beautiful legs, he thought. She liked to wear outfits that showed off her body, and today being no exception, she was wearing a nice short skirt, giving him an excellent view of those long tan legs. Her legs looked good enough that she hardly ever wore pantyhose, he noticed. It made him wonder how often she went without underwear altogether. Since he usually got aroused just thinking about her, having her there to fantasize was doing wonders, his cock becoming stiff as a board while he gawked at her body, thinking about having those wonderful limbs wrapped around him.

His eyes came up as he said hello, easing over her trim waist and ample breasts. Her v-neck sweater was showing off a lot of her cleavage, making his stiff cock turn rock hard. He noticed her eyes came up from his crotch and hoped she liked what she saw. He had tried hitting on her several times before with no results, however, so he didn’t imagine this time would turn out any differently. Still, he enjoyed the flirting they participated in, regardless of what resulted. She was several years older than he, but for some reason that simply made everything that much more exciting for him. He wondered for a moment if it turned her on in the same way.

They made idle discussion for a few minutes before their conversation turned to the fact that they had never spent any personal time together. As soon as she let him know that he could still take the opportunity, he made sure she knew he wanted to. She seemed surprised, even shocked. Then she smiled and took his hand.

—

She was certainly surprised at this turn of events. She had thought that this guy was cute, but had figured he wasn’t interested. This was new indeed, as well as being quite arousing. She smiled at him, taking his hand in hers. It wasn’t that she had been deprived of late, nor that she had to take this opportunity now or lose it; she was going to do this now just because it seemed like it would be fun. She stepped closer to him, hoping he would sense her arousal, or maybe smell it since she was getting rather wet. At the same time she pulled his arm around her waist.

She stood very close to him, pushing her teats and their tingling nipples towards his face. She couldn’t believe how far she was going with this, but she definitely didn’t want to stop. She leaned close, brushing his cheek with her lips. Whispering in his ear, she asked, “How far do you want this to go?”

He responded by pulling her closer, clenching her body to his. Her teats mashed against his chest, while the firmness in his pants pressed against her pubic mound. He panted in her ear, his tongue caressing her ear lobe sending pleasurable sensations racing through her body. The warmth inside her turned to fire, melting her insides, literally causing her to drip. She spread her legs as far as the skirt would let her and straddled his thigh, grinding on it, letting the skirt ride up so far her panties were showing. As he began to suck on her earlobe, she rubbed her crotch up and down his muscular thigh, opening her sexuality to him. Yet, when he paused momentarily, reality struck her: this was going too far.

She stepped back, putting her hands on his chest to help her. By the look on his face, she could tell that he didn’t understand. His chest tightened as he reached around her waist. As his muscles flexed she couldn’t help but caress him, wondering what it would feel like to have him. She didn’t know what she should do. As she was trying to decide, he hugged her, holding her tightly, caressing her lovingly.

She returned his hug, feeling his lips and tongue on her neck, returning her instantantly to her previous level of arousal. It wasn’t really that bad, was it. She closed her eyes and decided just to stop thinking about it, as she felt the wonderfully warm pleasure travel closer to her breasts. One of his hands went from her waist to her ass, grabbing her forcefully and drawing her close against his body. The suddenness of it caused her to open her eyes and she saw that the door to her office was still open. On an impulse, she reached behind him and shut it. She knew then that things were going to go far, yet she definitely didn’t feel upset about it.

—

He heard the door shut and knew that she didn’t want him to stop. Not that he knew what she did want, but he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to try and find out. He still kept a firm grip on her ass, but slid his other hand up to cup her breast as he kissed his way further down her chest. He wanted more, but he was waiting for a signal from her. His tongue was as deep into her cleavage as he could get it without removing her clothing, when the signal came. He felt her hands move to the back of his head, clutching him into her chest, panting with desire. He knew then that casino siteleri she wanted more.

He pulled her sweater open at her breast, licking and kissing her chest as she did so. He caught the top of her bra with his fingers, tugging it and her sweater far enough to expose her nipple. She sighed openly, then pushed his face away. As he looked at her, she removed her sweater, then gazed directly into his eyes as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. As the delicate lace slid off her chest, he stared at her globes, hanging just in front of him. In just a moment he was overcome with his wantoness and, with his mouth open, he lunged forward. One hand went to each of her teats, holding them tight, teasing their nipples. His mouth went first to one, then to the other, gently tonguing her, sucking on her breasts, nibbling on them. After licking her buds, he would softly caress them with his lips, blowing on them, hoping he was turning her on that much more. He loved doing this, loved even more taking his time and pleasing a woman slowly, but they barely knew each other, and they were messing around in her office. If he was going to take time to do something, he had something else in mind.

He let the teat he was sucking on slide out from between his lips, kissing his way down to her navel. He was only slightly surprised to find a ring there, but made sure to take a minute to toy with it, allowing his tongue to do its work there before going further. His hands slid from her back downwards, grabbing at her ass, then further down, past the bottom of her skirt, squeezing her thighs. She flexed her muscles, turning him on whether she wanted to or not. He let his hands glide up the outside of her thighs, the feel of her smooth skin making his heart pound. He looked up to see her face rapt with longing, gazing at him through eyes half closed with lust. Her mouth was open, panting, waiting to find out what he would do next.

To answer her unasked question, he slid his hands to her ass beneath the skirt, feeling the flesh of her buttocks. When his fingers finally reached the bottom of her french cut panties, he paused, then reached up, grabbing the waistband, and pulled them down. She helped by stepping out of them, then quickly undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. He stood slightly, his arms around her, picking her up to set her on the edge of her desk. Then his hands were on her thighs again, his mouth kissing her inner thigh as his tongue touched her gently, making little circles.

He could certainly smell her now, her wetness beginning to show. Running his tongue up her thigh to her pubic mound, then let it glide over the lips of her vagina, watching as she sucked in air with anticipation. With the tips of his fingers he opened her, allowing his tongue access to her clit, which he first licked, then took between his lips to suck and massage. As he kept nibbling, he moved his fingers to rub the outside of her channel. When she started to grind her hips into his face, he slid first one, then two fingers inside her love canal. While his mouth covered her clit, his tongue did a dance with it, his fingers massaged her insides, caressing her g-spot, making her entire body vibrate with the sensation. When he thought she was finished, he left his fingers inside her, changing from rubbing one spot to stroking her entire insides. The noises she made told him she wasn’t disappointed, while asking him to please proceed with his activities.

He was licking her clit while he fingered her, sucking and nibbling on her love button. He was moving his fingers through her just like a short hard cock. She was gasping and moaning, so he decided it was time for more. On an out stroke, he added another finger, then pushed in again. He didn’t even have to work it in. He loved that, it drove him wild to know she was that wet and that loose. His urge to take her was unbelievably strong, but he wanted to mess around a little more first.

He used his other hand to play with her clit, flicking it around now, while she practically humped the fingers inside her. Catching his breath, he withdrew one of his slippery fingers, using it to rub her anus. She closed her eyes, her moans growing louder as he made little circles around her tight bung hole. He shoved his finger back into her gapping canal, rewetting it, making her gasp. This time when he pulled out his finger, he put it right against the center of her waiting butt, with just enough pressure to let her know it was there. She pushed against his entire hand, relaxing her sphincter and letting his finger shoot right up her back door. Now he pumped both her holes with his hand, at the same time he continued to nibble her cunny.

He could feel her orgasm building, her hips raging against his hand, her hands clutching his hair. As she came, she arched her back and tightened the muscles in her legs, letting him prolong her orgasm as he quickened his movement. Her juices dripped down his fingers, arousing him to the point where he thought his prick felt harder than it had ever felt. He twisted his fingers in and out of her slot oyna until she was done, telling him by pulling him to her. As he took his hand away from her, he scooped up some of her juices and rubbed them onto his stiffness. He stood up, stroking his meat until she opened her eyes.

—

She felt wonderful, a combination of pleasure and relaxation. She could hear him sighing and opened her eyes to find out why. He was standing in front of her, waiting for a kiss, with a several inches of thick manhood in his hand. She watched him stroke himself for a moment, then smiled, happy to give him what he wanted. When she leaned in to kiss him, she smelled something that wasn’t his cologne; it smelled odd, but it certainly turned her on. As she was kissing him, she realized it was her scent, the smell of her juices from when he was licking her crotch. She couldn’t believe she was turned on by the odor of vagina, but she would let him know that later. In the meantime, she knew where she could get another taste.

She broke the kiss, dropping slowly to her knees. She reached around him to take a big handful of his ass in one hand, while the other hand softly cradled his full nut sack. The juices he had taken from her pussy made his erection shine, while the smell made her nostrils flair and started getting her wet all over again. She began with one long lick, starting between his balls to get a little taste of him, then she ran her tongue up his shaft, sucking off her juices, the action turning both of them on.

Since she wanted more, knowing he certainly did, she slipped her mouth over the head of his cock, becoming wild with the taste of herself added to the pulsing of his member in her mouth. A little surprise awaited her when she first sucked on that wonderfully cum covered pole. She sucked a little precum off the tip of his erect manhood. The taste of their juices together drove her insane with lust. She was ready, and she wanted him inside her. She took the rest of him into her mouth, almost gagging, sucking as hard as she could. His hips began to buck, fucking her mouth as she gave him a sloppy wet blow-job. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat and sliding down it. She sucked the rest of her juices from him, then let him drop from her mouth, watching his meat bounce as it fell. Then she stood up, turned, and bent over her desk, shoving her ass towards him.

As she bent over the desk, she grabbed a teat with one hand and her clit with the other, begging him to do her ass. She knew it was different, but begged him to ram his spit covered pole up her back door. She told him how long it had been, promising to do almost anything he wanted if he would. Her ass was desperate and so was she.

—

No words were necessary on his part, he simply pushed his cock against her dusty rose bud. He felt a little dry, so he pushed his rock hard meat into her soaking twat again, stroking her a few times when he did so. As he pulled out, he grabbed his rod with one hand, using it for guidance, while he ran the other across her wetness, covering his hand with her juices. Then he slid his prick back into her crotch, gliding through her like they were made for each other. He took a quick lick of the juices on his hand, pumping her from behind, then reached it in front of her face, just close enough to let her smell. He felt her lewd lips grip at him as he moved through her, becoming even more aroused. He could feel her fingers playing with herself as he drove his shaft in and out of her, driving faster as his hand got closer to her face.

Her hips slammed against him, pounding between the desk and his hips. He gave her one finger to suck on, her reaction telling him it put her on the verge of cumming. Maintaining his control, fighting off the urge to shoot his hot jism into her steamy canal, he pushed a finger in next to his shaft, wetting it with her moisture. She barely seemed to notice as she tried to suck more of her syrup from his hand. He let her lick another finger, withdrawing the one from her groin. Then he pushed his whole hand against her face, several fingers going into her mouth, the rest smearing her sweet discharge over her lips and nose. The taste and smell seemed to drive her crazy, sending her into a frenzy.

When he thought she was at her wildest, he jammed his wet finger up her back door. The combination of pleasures was too great. She cried out, once, twice, her orgasm ripping through her, sending flashes of pleasure through her that went right down his shaft. He pulled out of her to avoid his own orgasm and she collapsed on the desk.

He held her as she gasped for air, waiting until her breathing slowed a little. Her butt hung there, in front of him, enticing him the entire time. Finally he couldn’t help himself. He bent over her, wet his lips, then kissed her ass cheek, running his tongue over her smooth skin. He heard her moan, coming alive once again, getting ready for more. He did something he had never done before and ran his tongue right over her anus. She gasped, then let out a little cry of pleasure that was lost in canlı casino siteleri their passion. He let his tongue glide over her other cheek, making her moan and wiggle, then nibbled on it a little. She cried out softly, giggled, and waved her ass in his face. He had never been big on anal anything, but here he was, loving every second he spent hovering over this woman’s tan, smooth hinney.

He was almost ready to shove himself inside her and explode, but he wanted them to orgasm together. Taking her hand, he slid two of her fingers and one of his inside her still pulsing vagina, helping her move them. Surprised at his own eagerness, he went back to sliding his tongue around her tight, clean anus ring. He kept going, moving his tongue around as he helped her finger herself. She became so aroused this way that he let her finger herself alone, taking his wet finger to ease into her butt, relaxing her sphincter. He stood up as he started to finger her ass, waiting as she became more and more aroused.

He wanted to keep her ass wet, since he wasn’t, so he kept sliding his finger into her now soaking slit, then up and into her butt. Yet every time his finger left her butt, she would make little mewing, pleading sounds, and every time it went back in, she seemed that much closer to orgasm. His finger moved in and out easily now, telling him she was almost ready. He picked her up, moving her a little more onto the desk and spreading her legs to give him easier access. He saw it then, a marker almost two inches thick, sitting on her desk. Picking it up, he centered it on the opening of her channel, resting it on her fingers. She wantonly grabbed it and began working it in, then out, of herself with a passion. “Fuck my ass!”, she cried out. “Fuck me up the ass, please!” He was more than ready to oblige her.

He positioned his rod immediately behind her hole, watching intently as she fucked her own pussy with the marker. He put one hand on her hips, taking himself in the other as she clutched the marker, shoving it deep into her mound. He watched intently, letting her masturbate, enjoying seeing her so aroused. She lay there, face down on her desk, so hot that one hand was toying with her clit as the other used a marker as a dildo, forcing it roughly through her twat. He waited until she was once again crying out for relief.

Holding her steady, he slowly pushed her anus open with his tip. She felt him against her, sighed, and relaxed herself fully. He felt the knob of his shaft go in, her hole tightening around him. He was overcome with lust. He pounded against her, each stroke carrying his cock another inch into her opening ass. After several strokes, he was moving several inches of his shaft through her tight backdoor, with both of them crying out constantly.

She was laying flat on the desk, her breasts pressed against it, her head to one side, one hand stroking the marker through her dripping pussy, the other clutching at the side of the desk. He kept one hand on her hip, using the other to reach between her and the desk to hold on to her teat. Her ass tightened around him as he stroked himself inside her. At each thrust as he rammed his cock in up to his sack, he would pull her onto his rod, tugging at both her teat and her hip. Her ass felt so good, so tight and smooth, he could feel the orgasm building. “Baby, oh baby,” she moaned, flexing her ass around him. “You fuck me so good, you like my ass don’t you?? You like fucking me this way, don’t you?” Her words were jittery from the ferocity of the sex, but they turned him on, making his movements that much more forceful.

His reply was barley more than a groan. “Yeah. And you want my cum.” He was panting, so close to orgasm he could hardly speak. “Want my cum?”, he asked. Her reply was to push herself up off the desk, leaving the marker inside her. He kept his hand on her teat, toying with her nipple, holding her up. His other hand moved from her hip to the marker, which was beginning to slide out of her because of all her wiggling. He rubbed her labia with his hand, keeping the marker inside and moving it in all directions, while he also toyed with her clit. “You want me to shoot off in your ass, don’t you?”, he asked. Straining to hold back his orgasm, he more said than asked, “You want to feel my hot cum, don’t you?” His words must have pushed her over the edge, because she cried out with the beginning of her orgasm, literally throwing herself into their sex, going completely wild. She screamed, biting her lip to muffle the sounds, throwing her head back and forth. The sight of her in orgasm forced him to let go of his own, the pleasure becoming uncontrollable.

He felt the last needed pleasure shoot down his shaft to that point inside him, his cock twitching in response as she twisted her ass around him, holding herself tight on his cock, forcing him to orgasm. In parts it came up from inside of him, peaking as the first spurt of his cum left his body. He froze with the feeling, but she kept moving, up and down, down and up, her tight ass drawing more and more cum from his balls, while every bit shot inside her. He felt her butt go into a spasm and figured she must be having an anal orgasm. She confirmed that by letting out several more short gasps, then reaching behind her to hold him. They fell on the desk together, sighing.

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Ever since I was little it was always the three of us – Adam, Kaylee and myself. We grew up together in a small town next to the forest, where we would escape into in the afternoons for fun and adventure. But then we grew into teens and started to change, Adam and Kaylee before I did. Adam was now tall and broad shouldered with a slightly muscled frame. And Kaylee – she developed into the most voluptuous girl in the school, with hips that swayed naturally when she walked and a bosom that always gently strained against the shirt she was wearing. This was all fine, daunting but fine, until Kaylee and Adam became a couple and left me on the outskirts. Since then I had been spending a lot more time walking alone in the woods.

About a year after I had finished school, I too developed womanly curves, if not as big as Kaylee’s and I was also toned from the walking I did every day. But I was incredibly lonely and still missed my friends so much. I distracted myself with long hikes through the trees.

One afternoon I walked into the woods and heard a strange sound. I followed it through the scrub. I didn’t get very far in when I started to hear a low moaning noise and I was immediately alarmed. I listened harder and followed the noise until I came to a secluded niche in the forest and emerged in a very small clearing to find Adam and Kaylee. It was getting dark but the full moon shone down through the gaps in the canopy to make beams of light. There they were, writhing together in the debris. Kaylee had her back to me and was gyrating on Adam’s lap, and Adam had his hands around on Kaylee’s ass, pushing in down onto him. She gasped and moaned and moved her hips harder. The scene I had stumbled upon was giving me a funny feeling low in my abdomen and even though I knew I shouldn’t be watching them, I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

All of a sudden Adam looked up and saw me. His eyes widened momentarily, then he smiled a lazy half smile and started kissing Kaylee’s neck, all the while his eyes never left me. He must casino siteleri have whispered to Kaylee that I was there, because she swung her head around and gave me a wink. Her long blonde curls swayed down her back. She had lifted herself off Adam and turned slowly to face me. My gaze was immediately drawn to Adam’s crotch, where Kaylee had just been sitting. I had never seen a cock before. It was big, and hard, and intimidating. Adam’s hand was slowly moving up and down his cock, and his eyes were watching me. Kaylee moved over towards me and I opened my mouth to say something, but didn’t get the chance as she put her finger on my lips to stop me talking. She then swept her fingers down my arm and lifted my hand to her naked, full breast. It was warm and soft and heavy, unlike my smaller, firm and uptilted ones.

She kissed the side of my neck, and I could feel her hard nipple in the palm of my hand. Before I knew it, my mouth was kissing hers, my tongue tasting her lips. I kept thinking to myself that I shouldn’t be doing this, that this couldn’t possibly be happening. Then Adam came up behind me and started to move his hands up and over my breasts, just as I was touching Kaylee. I could feel his cock pushing against me and his fingers lifting my top up and over my head.

I turned to face Adam, and he kissed and sucked my nipple, making me gasp as he nipped it gently and swirled his tongue over and around the tingling bud. Kaylee meanwhile was unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down, along with my underwear, so I was completely naked. One of her hands held me by the hips while the other slipped its fingers inside me. At this point I was gasping much like Kaylee had been earlier, and I started to slide my hips minutely backwards and forwards. I should have been cold in the night air, yet my body felt hotter than it had ever been before.

Kaylee pulled her fingers out and by placing her hands squarely on my shoulders, pushed me away from Adam and down to the ground so I was leaning against an old slot oyna tree stump. Kaylee got down on her hands and knees and started to pry my legs apart. She was lying on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, using her tongue to explore that part of my body never before explored. She licked up and down, sucking and biting on my clit over and over until she gave me such excruciating pleasure I couldn’t stop my throat from making a deep moaning noise.

Adam then stood above Kaylee with his legs to either side of her and placed his hard cock directly in front of my mouth. When I opened my mouth he thrust all the way to the back, choking me, sliding back and forth. It didn’t take long for me to adjust to his size and I started to use my mouth and tongue on his cock the way Kaylee was using hers on my wet pussy. I would use my tongue to lick the underside of his cock right up to the tip then swallow it down to its base. I would suck gently and move my tongue around and slide my head back and forth until Adam’s breathing grew hoarse.

After a while he pulled out of my mouth and stepped back, and all of a sudden I wanted to return the favour to Kaylee, I wanted to taste her. I pulled her up and pushed her onto her back. I got on all fours with my ass in the air and licked her wet pussy, stroking her with my tongue over and over until she was gasping. Then Adam came behind rested his hard cock at the entrance to my pussy. Instantly I felt anxious and wondered if this would hurt me, but by then my pussy was throbbing with an ache that took over my fear.

I pushed ever so slightly on his cock with my hips, and he felt my need to have him inside me and so he thrust his pulsing cock into my virgin cunt. I yelped from the pain, immediately tensing and holding my breath. After a couple of seconds it stopped hurting and I actually enjoyed Adam using his cock to fill me, pushing right to the very end. I returned to licking Kaylee with renewed vigour, penetrating her with my tongue and my fingers, sucking and licking her canlı casino siteleri until she held her breath and arched her back, shuddered and climaxed with a gush of fluid and a short withheld moan.

She slid out from under me and I bent lower to the ground so that Adam could pump harder and longer in my now juicy pussy. Just when I was starting to get really excited he pulled out and lay down on the ground on his back, beckoning me to slide on top of him. I knelt over his cock and gently eased myself down onto him. It felt amazing, to have his shaft completely embedded within my depth. I steadily grew more excited and the feeling of pleasure I was experiencing intensified as I bounced up and down on his cock.

My hair lay loose around my shoulders and my tits were jolting around to the impact of my hips on his. I could see Kaylee off to the side, she was staring at us with her fingers stroking up and down her cunt focusing intently on her tantalised clitoris. Adam put his hands up and squeezed my tits, and pinched my hard nipples so suddenly that I squealed and a sharp stab of pleasure raced from my neck, through my breasts to the hot centre between my legs. He rolled my breasts around, and rubbed my nipples with his thumbs.

Kaylee got up and came over to us, and she knelt just above Adam’s face. Adams hands moved to Kaylee’s ample ass as she lowered her sopping pussy over his mouth. She kissed me and let her hands move freely all over my body and I found I was doing the same to her. I started speeding up my rhythm on Adam’s cock, moving steadily faster and harder as I was getting close to cumming. Adam moaned loudly from underneath Kaylee as I thrust him deep inside me one last time and I closed my eyes and came to a shattering finish, my muscles clenching around his shaft and a yell escaping my open mouth. Adam pumped his warm seed inside me as he brought Kaylee to her second climax by penetrating her pussy with his fingers and furiously rubbing her clit with his tongue – giving her an almighty orgasm. I slid off him and lay, exhausted and in wonderment, on the forest floor. I looked up and saw that Adam and Kaylee were smiling at me. I smiled back and knew that there would be many more times we would play together in the woods.

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I wasn’t in a very good mood. Quite frankly I was in a mood for mischief but I was getting past the age where some things could be dismissed as light-hearted boyish pranks. Try some of my sillier juvenile pranks now and I’d find myself explaining to an unsympathetic judge that it was just a bit of harmless fun and it’s not as though anyone was hurt. I suspect judges don’t care for a boyish point of view.

Wiser councils prevailing, I looked for some other way to work off my nervous energy. I drove up to the hills and went hiking. Good healthy exercise, just the thing to tire me out.

I wound up high in the hills, perched on a rock, looking down at this valley and watching the burbling brook flowing through it. I was communing with nature and letting my restlessness fade away.

Into this idyllic scene strolled a young couple. I’d guess her to be about eighteen or nineteen and him not much older. For some reason I got the idea that they hadn’t been hiking together, just happening to meet up in the valley by chance, but it was obvious that they knew each other.

By an odd quirk of acoustics I could hear them talking, not that they were saying much of interest. They were mildly flirting and teasing each other, more in a brother/sister fashion than girlfriend/boyfriend.

There was a little bit of pushing and shoving as they walked along, mainly instigated by the young lady; he just pushing back in self-defence. A mild problem cropped up when it appeared he either underestimated how hard he was pushing her or her foot slipped on a loose rock. Whatever the cause, she finished up falling. Not onto the grass next to the brook, but after a staggered step it was a case of splash, and she landed flat on her back in the water.

She seemed incensed and he was horrified. I refer to her feelings as ‘seemed’ as I didn’t think she was as angry as she was making out to be. He, on the other hand, was genuinely repentant, having had no intention of dunking her.

She was all “Look what you’ve done,” and “Just look at me,” and “My father will kill me if I walk in like this.”

Where the look at her command was concerned, he was being a gentleman and not looking. I was being an oaf and looking and wishing I had binoculars so I could get a better look. It was plain to see that her dress was transparent when wet, and I suspected the same probably applied to both panties and bra.

He apologised profusely. You know the sort of thing. “So sorry, I never meant to, never dreamed that you’d go in, etcetera, etcetera.”

“I can’t go home like this,” she wailed. “What am I supposed to do?”

“Well, you could take off your dress and wring out the worst of the water and drape it over a bush. It’s quite hot and the sun should dry it pretty quickly.”

“Oh, yes, you’d love that, wouldn’t you?” she snarled. “Perving on me in my wet undies. I don’t think so.”

“Offer her your shirt, you idiot,” I mentally beamed down to him but he proved obstinately unreceptive. Damn it, man, that’s what she wants you to do. That way you’re both half naked. Take your chances while you can.

He dithered about while she waited patiently for him to have a good idea. In my opinion, she’d be waiting a long time. He did finally start looking at her and even from where I was I could see him blushing. She wasn’t, even though she was the one on display, just him.

He finally got up the nerve to do something constructive. He was apologising again while his hand came up and reached for her breasts. I don’t know exactly what he intended because he took too long. She made an angry little sound and took a step backwards, telling him to keep his hands to himself.

There was a bit more give and take, giving on her part, taking on his. The clown apologised again and again. Was he Canadian, I wondered? He finally came up with what he apparently considered to be a good idea. Namely, he was out of there. This would permit her to take off her dress and let it dry with some privacy. With that he turned and departed, standing not on the order of his going.

She watched his rapidly retreating figure and said a word that I’m quite sure her mother never taught her. She did not look too happy and I figured that young man would be in her bad books for a while. She then started strolling along the valley in the opposite direction to her young man.

Watching her walk, indeed enjoying the way she walked, I noticed that the path she was on doubled back, heading casino siteleri higher. Tracing that trail with my eye I came to the conclusion that she would pass the rock I was sitting on, so I sat and waited.

It was only a few minutes and she came scrambling up the trail. I called down to her from my little perch.

“Rather wet, aren’t you?”

She gave a little start and stopped, looking around to see who was there. Also where was I, because I wasn’t on the trail? I moved over to the edge of the rock and hopped down, walking onto the trail and looking her over.

“That’s right. Take a good look?” she said in a rather snarky manner.

“I am, I assure you,” I told her. “You’re definitely worth looking at, even if you do resemble a half-drowned kitten. A matter of curiosity, why don’t you take off that wet dress and let it dry in the sun. It should dry quickly, more so than while you’re wearing it.”

“Why does a man’s first solution to anything involve taking off my clothes?”

“Well, in this case, firstly because it would work and secondly because it would give me an even better view. If you want to go with the first reason and skip the second I’m quite happy to lend you my shirt to wear while your dress dries. I don’t mind sitting and chatting to a pretty girl.”

“And what would we have to talk about?”

“How about that idiot who gave you the swimming lesson? Is he your boyfriend?”

“Yes, and he’s not an idiot.”

“You could have fooled me. Here you are, dressed in see-through-when-wet clothes and there he is, gone. Really, the lad should have talked you out of those wet things and then entertained you while they dried.”

“Really? Brian wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that.”

“I noticed. After all the trouble you went to, to get dunked, you then threw him his cues and he belted them out of the park. No, that’s wrong. They just zipped past him without him spotting a single one of them.”

“What do you mean, the trouble I went to? And I wasn’t giving any sort of cues.”

I laughed at her.

“Seriously,” I said. “I was seated up there and could see the whole thing. He didn’t trip you into the water. You jumped, picking your spot very carefully. As for the cues. You did everything but tell him to take off your damn dress. Mr Wimpy wimped out.”

“Brian acted like a gentleman,” she said, turning up her nose and speaking with great dignity. “Not something that I would expect you to understand.”

“Quite right. Uncouth and unrefined, that’s me. May I suggest that you really do need to take that dress off while it dries or you’re going to catch a cold? You can drape it on the rock there. The rock is quite warm and will help dry it.”

“You don’t really think I’m going to take my dress of in front of you, do you?”

“Ah, yes. You need to do that because I can’t remove your underwear until you’ve done so. They need to be dried as well, you know.”

“Oh, great,” she said, clapping her hands. “Just like that you’ve planned out my future. A future that involves me getting naked. Typical male.”

“Well, why not. That was the idea of you falling in the water. First to be talked out of your clothes and second to succumb to the blandishments of your boyfriend. I’m just taking his part because he proved to be such a dud.”

“Well, I never,” she said, sounding genuinely indignant. “Are you saying this was all a ploy so I could get Brian to seduce me? That’s abominable. I’m a virgin. I wouldn’t do such a thing.”

“You may be a virgin but it’s not for want of trying not to be,” I observed. “Fortunately I’m here to come to your rescue. This is actually a nice place to be seduced. Look at the marvellous scenery.”

“I repeat myself, but you are no gentleman. Thank you, but no thank you.”

“I hate talking to strangers. What’s your name? I’m David, by the way.”

“Molly. I’d say it’s been nice to meet you but it hasn’t, now if you’ll excuse me?”

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?”

“I mean I won’t excuse you. You came out today with the intention of being seduced. I feel I’d be remiss if I let you miss out. So how about you stop stuffing around and take off your dress?”

“Might I remind you I said no?”

“Might I inform you I don’t care about what you said?”

“What? Do you think you’re going to seduce me even though I don’t want you to?”

“Weelll,” I said slowly. “There might be some debate over the use slot oyna of the word seduce but the way I’m using it you’re going to be naked and saying hullo to an erect cock very shortly and I’m not really giving you much of a choice. Now take off the dress or I’ll take off the dress and you don’t want me doing that because I might accidentally tear it. Much better if you took it off and spread it out to dry.”

She looked around, noting the absence of any other living souls. She was also estimating her chances of running for it and I could see her decide that that wouldn’t work. Slowly, giving me nasty looks, she took off her dress and flicked it wide over the rock to maximise its exposure to the sun. Then she turned and glared at me.

“Happy now?” she asked.

I looked at her standing there, proudly defiant, clad in bra and panties. A very small set of bra and panties. Very lacy and see-through. I don’t think they needed the water to make them transparent. Did I mention that they were a matched set?

“Do you seriously have the gall to stand there, wearing matched rape-me lingerie, and tell me you didn’t expect your boyfriend to make a move? Why the hell didn’t you take off your dress when he suggested it?”

She was blushing quite hard, knowing as well as I did what those matched undies meant.

“I couldn’t take it off the first time he suggested it?” she snapped.

“No, I suppose not,” I agreed. “Not the sort of thing a blushing young virgin would do. He should have insisted, pointing out health issues from wearing wet clothes.”

“It’s probably a bit pushy of me to say this but I think you’d better take those things off yourself. I’m afraid that I might damage something as delicate as those appear to be.”

“You expect me to strip naked in front of you?” she demanded, trying to sound scandalised but not quite bringing it off. She sounded more excited than anything.

“Yes, I do,” I promptly replied. “And when you’ve done so I’m going to use your body the way it was intended to be used and I will enjoy every moment of it. By the way, I know you said you were a virgin and I’ve been assuming that you are but that’s probably rather rude of me to go making assumptions about someone I haven’t met before. So tell me truthfully, are you? Feel free to strip off your undies while you tell me.”

She was blushing now and I wasn’t certain why. Was it the virginity question or the request to strip, which she was doing? It turned out that it was the virginity question.

“No, I’m not. Well, actually, yes, I am. Sort of.”

“Well, that clears that up. Yes, you definitely are, maybe, you think, or maybe not, you’re not sure. Would you care to elucidate?”

“My, ah, hymen is not intact,” she mumbled, “but I didn’t lose it to a cock. I’m not sure if that means I’m still a virgin or not.”

“Well that’s easy answered. No cock means you’re a virgin. Your hymen could be broken by any number of ways. Riding a horse is good for that sort of thing. In a little while you won’t need to wonder. You won’t be.”

She had taken her time taking off her bra and panties. She had also taken great care that I got a decently teasing view while she did it. Now, however, she was standing there, naked and nervous.

I didn’t immediately jump her, tempting though she was. I took my time, undressing myself. Fair’s fair, after all. If she was naked, so should I be. Besides, it was fun watching the various expressions on her face as I stripped. The major one appeared to be disbelief. She couldn’t quite credit that this was happening to her.

Naked and erect I started moving towards her. She backed up but didn’t have much room. That nice boulder I’d been relaxing on was right behind her and she found herself pressing back against its nice smooth surface. With nowhere else to go she had to just stand there while my hands captured her breasts and started stoking them.

Breasts in my hands I moved a little closer until my erection was pressing firmly against her. It took her a moment to catch on to what was leaning against her tummy and I saw her blush when she did. Her hand darted down, sliding between my erection and her delicate body. I promptly reached down and turned her hand around so that my cock was now resting against the palm of her hand. I closed her hand around it and returned to stroking her breasts.

I was gratified to find that she didn’t snatch her hand away from that nasty thing. Instead she held canlı casino siteleri it for a moment and then began getting a proper feel for it, her hand running up and down it, checking to see just what she’d caught.

Her breath was coming a little harder now and I finally slipped a hand down, sliding across her mons, and between her legs, stroking and teasing. I wasn’t too surprised to find that she was hot and wet. Come to that, I’d have been surprised to find that she wasn’t. She’d been leading on her boyfriend and that would have started her excitement, even if he didn’t come up to expectations. Followed up by having to strip in front of me and then watch me strip – I suspect that I was lucky she didn’t just jump me.

I dragged my erection free from her grasp and bent down and took hold of her leg behind the knee. Pulling it up I hooked it around my waist while I positioned myself so my cock was now pressing against her pussy.

“Oh, wait a minute,” she protested. “You’re not really going to, ah, actually do it are you? I thought you were just leading me on.”

You liar, I thought, but didn’t say. She knew exactly what I had in mind. To give her a gentle reminder I gave a little push. My cock slipped between her lips and started for home. A slightly harder push and I was driving firmly into her.

It was a case of, oh-my-god-you’re-really-doing-it, followed by, how-can-you-do-this-to-me? The answer was, remarkably easily, especially when I encounter zero resistance from the ‘victim’. I pushed smoothly home, feeling her passage stretching and yielding and stretching some more, assisted by the fact that the leg around my waist tightened convulsively, helping to pull me in.

There’s no rest for the wicked and I was feeling remarkably wicked with her pressed against that boulder with my cock firmly inside her. I pulled it back and returned it with gusto, finding her pushing eagerly to meet me. A virgin she might have been, but definitely not a shy, timid, little virgin, scared of what was happening. She had obviously been anticipating this for a while and now that it was happening she was all for it.

I pounded happily away with her responding with great delight. I’d push in and she’d push to meet me, the leg curled around my waist clutching me tight. We had a nice thing going and we were playing it for all we were worth.

There was one little problem. Not so much a problem as something a trifle disconcerting. She was very vocal in her appreciation of what we were doing. Shrieks of delight, cries of yes, groans of appreciation, eager encouragement for me to do more, more, more. I couldn’t help but remember the excellent acoustics from the valley up to where I’d been standing and wondering if the acoustics applied in the other direction. If they did, everyone within a mile or so would know what was going on.

Notwithstanding her being a one woman cheering squad I still gave her my best, better than my best, as that encouragement added a certain fillip to my endeavours. I took her higher and higher, her voice reflecting her pleasure.

When her voice finally failed I took that as a sign. Not of a failure on my part but more of a success. She was now ready for me to finish her off. God knows I was ready to finish myself off. I banged in even harder, pushing her that last little bit, feeling her coming apart against me, frantically clutching me as she shivered and yodelled her way through her climax. Oh, yes, I also managed to climax, but I’m quite certain it was nowhere as intense as hers.

We separated and I joined her in leaning back against that boulder. I had certainly worked off my rough mood. Reaching up I felt her dress. It seemed reasonably dry to me so I pulled it down and handed it to her.

“There you go,” I told her. “I said some time in the sun would help it dry. Now you can put it on with no worries about catching a cold.”

She took it off me, but didn’t seem too thrilled with my thoughtfulness.

“How on earth am I to explain to anyone what happened?” she demanded.

“Why should you?” I asked. “It’s no-one’s business but yours.”

“Well, gee, you don’t think my boyfriend might think it’s his business?”

“If you mean the wimp from the valley, drop him and find a willing boyfriend. What happened before you met your next boyfriend is none of his business. Try to find one with some balls,” I added thoughtfully. “The current one seems to be lacking them. Now I really have be going.”

I dressed quickly while she stood there watching me. Properly attired, I gave her a friendly slap on the bottom and continued on my way. I’d done my good deed for the day, helping a maiden in distress. Life was good.

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Please read Aunt Jo’s Dirty Secret Chapters 1 to 4 to get the history of this story, especially Chapter 3.

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Jack arrived at Jean’s Practice just before twelve; he was shown into one of the Dental operating rooms. Jack sat in the chair. Then Jean entered the room. Jack stood up and smiled as he shook Jean’s hand. Jean said, “This is the first time since eight this morning that I feel on top of things, how are you, Jack, it’s good to see you?”

Jack looked at the dental magnifying glasses perched on Jean’s nose, she was wearing a white polo shirt and white trousers, she still looked very sexy, Jack replied, “I’m good, I just hope my teeth are in the same way.”

Jean sat Jack on the chair, put a protective tissue on his chest, reclined his chair then he opened his mouth for Jean. Jean was probing everywhere then said, “You have no problems, Jack, you’re teeth and gums are in perfect condition. I will give your gums a deep clean then polish your teeth. Were you working this morning?”

Jack smiled and said, “Yes, I was working for you, I’ve several pieces of paper in the car for you detailing the full protocol for wedding speeches, I’ve even written a short speech for you as you’ll have to give the father of the bride speech. It’s only a suggestion, but it will give you something to work on.”

Jean replied, “You are a darling, I’m so worried in case I get it wrong, I can’t remember what the arrangements were at my wedding, let me concentrate on your mouth, your gums are finished.”

Jack was lying back, comparing Jean to the other hygienist that he had; Jean had the gentlest touch easily. Then Jean stretched across Jack’s face to get some floss from a table, he felt the full weight of Jean’s left breast, it lay there for several seconds then as Jean was cutting the floss to size, Jack said, “I love getting titillated in a dental chair.”

Jean laughed and said, “They’re so big that they can get in the way when I’m working closely with someone.”

“Jean, you can work as close as you want with me and I’ll never complain.”

Jean replied, “That’s good to know, I’ve just the flossing and the fluoride treatment to do, and we’re done, but I’ll clean your tongue first.”

As Jean was cleaning Jack’s, she said, “You have a very long and strong tongue, Jack, it’s now spotless.”

“I know, I can touch the tip of my nose with it.”

Jack then did that, and Jean did precisely the same thing, they both could touch the tips of their noses, they both laughed.

Jean finished the fluoride treatment and said, “Forty-five minutes and until you can have anything to eat or drink, I can have a glass of wine before you.”

Jean then closed down the Practice; Jack followed her home. They went into the kitchen, Jean took a Thermomix bowl from her fridge then said, “I prepared this Paella this morning, it will be ready in forty minutes, casino oyna I’m going to have a quick shower as it makes me feel fresh after working. I’ll be back very soon.”

Jack sat in the kitchen, reading the wedding protocols. Jack wanted to keep it short and sweet with her speech. Ten minutes later, Jean came back, wearing a top and leggings. Jack noticed that Jean wasn’t wearing a bra, and with the great Camels Toe, she was showing she wasn’t wearing any panties. Jean poured herself a glass of Chablis and left a glass out for Jack.

Jack showed Jean all the protocols; she was impressed with what she read, Jean said, “Jack, this is excellent, I have spoken with Sheila, Bob’s mother, I was thinking of inviting her for dinner at your Hotel on Friday evening. I want her to taste your excellent food and also see your ballroom, will you be there on Friday night?”

Jack replied, “No problem, I’ll be there; we also have a wedding reception on Friday, then you’ll both be able to see a wedding reception in progress.”

Jean poured Jack a glass of Chablis then served the Paella, which was delicious. After they had finished, Jean filled the dishwasher and asked Jack if seven would be a good time on Friday evening to meet Sheila?”

Jack replied, “You’ll both see a wedding in progress, and I’ll be there to answer any questions you may have.”

“I’ll phone her, let’s go into the lounge, have you anything planned for today or would you like to spend some time with a boring old woman? I’ll bring the bottle of Chablis to the lounge.”

Jack replied, “I’ve nothing planned; I don’t find you boring at all; I’d love to spend time with you.”

Jean put her glass and the bottle of Chablis on to the coffee table, she also put Jack’s glass there too, she then hugged Jack, their lips met, their tongues were soon buried in the each other’s mouths. They were teasing each other with their long tongues. Jack was teasing Jean’s left nipple, she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her big nipple was so hard, Jean said, “Let me phone Sheila now, I love how you kiss, and you’re making me very horny.”

Jean then phoned Sheila; They arranged to meet at seven in the Cocktail Bar in the Hotel. As they chatted, Jack took Jean’s left hand and put it on top of his trousers against his rock hard cock; Jean stroked and squeezed it. Jack undid his belt, unzipped his pants. Jean brought his massive cock out as Jack removed his trousers and boxers.

Jean said, “Sheila, I’m so looking forward to seeing you on Friday night, I haven’t been out for ages, apart from my work I’ve been living the life of a hermit. See you on Friday.”

“That’s massive; I’ve never seen a cock so long or so thick, let me make him nice and hard for you.”

Jean removed her top and leggings; her body was beautiful, big tits, flat stomach, a lovely smooth vulva with a long swollen sex slit and her legs were slot oyna perfect then Jean said, “Jack, I love sex, but I haven’t had sex with a man for years. As I told Sheila, I’ve lived a hermits life for years; please excuse me if I cum very quickly, I’m so nervous but also excited about your magnificent cock.”

“Jean, don’t worry about a thing. I love being with an older woman; I find you very attractive; let’s give each other some pleasure.”

There was some precum leaking out of the slit on the head of Jack’s cock, with a flick of Jean’s tongue it was gone. Jean then wrapped her lips around the bulbous head of Jack’s cock, her long tongue was everywhere, slowly but surely she was taking more and more of Jack’s cock in her mouth.

Jack’s hand went between Jean’s legs; Jean spread them wide giving Jack easy access to her hungry cunt. Jack spread her cunt lips open and started to explore her hot wet pussy; her clit was big and hard, Jean was very wet, Jack felt Jean’s lips at the base of his cock and could feel the head of his cock banging against the walls of her throat.

Jack then moved into a position that they both could sixty-nine. Jack started to suck Jean’s huge clit as he finger fucked her, Jean said, “That’s wonderful, I love it, I’m going to cum soon, let’s keep sucking, I can take all your cock in my mouth, and it feels wonderful.”

A couple of minutes later, Jack felt the warmth of Jean’s cum in his mouth, Jean’s cunt was mouth fucking Jack’s mouth when he felt it. Jean said, “Jack, would you mind if I went on top of you for the first time, I’m a little apprehensive about the size of your magnificent cock, I’d feel a bit more secure if I was on top, once I know I can take him comfortably then you can take me anyway that you want? ”

Jack replied, “Whatever way you want Jean, I’ll be able to look into your honest eyes when you’re riding me, I think that you’re ready for it?”

Jean smiled and said, “Darling, I was ready for it when I was doing your teeth; I needed the shower when I got home because my pussy was dripping.”

Jack then lay on the carpet, Jean then mounted Jack taking his cock inside very slowly. Jack loved the warmth of her tight pussy, she gave a downward push, then Jack’s full length slid inside, Jean went up and down on his cock several times then said, “It feels fantastic, you’re filling me, it feels so good, I feel my cunt’s being stretched, I’m so comfortable with it inside me, I can move up a gear, darling, I’m going to lean back so you can play with my clit as I ride you.”

Jean lent back, and Jack started stroking her clit, Jean had strong cunt muscles, she was gripping Jack’s cock at the base and the head as she rode his magnificent cock. Then Jean started to tease the bulbous head of Jack’s cock; she just rode the head for several minutes, she had a sensual look in her eyes as she looked Jack in the eyes as she canlı casino siteleri teased the head of his magnificent cock.

Jean then stepped up the tempo, taking Jack’s full length, gripping it tightly at the base and head, then she brought one of her nipples to her mouth, Jean started licking and sucking her hard nipple, there was something very sexy about Jean.

Jean was now pounding Jack’s cock; her massive tits were bouncing uncontrollably, they looked beautiful, Jack felt that he was very close, the last thing that he wanted was for him to cum before her.

Then it happened, Jean had a body-shaking orgasm, as Jean shook, Jack shot his load inside her hungry cunt, as he did this he pulled Jean to his lips, they kissed tenderly and affectionately, Jean said, “That was amazing, I was so nervous, I thought that I wouldn’t cum, but you did it for me, thank you, can you stay the night Jack, we can do so much now?”

Jack replied, “I can, but I must be at the Hotel at nine as I have a meeting. I’m so happy that you’ve invited me, but I must be honest with you, I’ve enjoyed being with you, and I want to see you again, I love being with older women, the problem is you must be prepared to share me, would you be interested in this, the women are all mature and clean and healthy?”

Jean thought for a moment then said, “I’m attracted to you, may I ask who these women are?”

“My mum, my Aunt Jo, one of Aunt Jo’s friends and a widowed fifty-year-old woman who is a friend of my mum’s, it’s a nice group, mum is starting to introduce threesomes, then I can satisfy two women at the same time.”

Jean smiled and said, “I like your taste in women, I’m bisexual, but I love cock. I’m a patient at your mum’s and Aunt Jo’s clinic; they are both excellent doctors. I find both of them attractive; I believe they think the same of me. I would love to share you with them and the other’s as I know that they’ll be right. Count me in, darling.”

Jean then kissed Jack; they made love again twice before falling asleep. They woke at six and had an exciting session. They showered then Jean made breakfast, as they had breakfast Jean’s mobile rang, it was Sheila, she had a filling put in a tooth two days ago, and it had fallen out this morning, she didn’t want to go back to her old dentist as she had no confidence in him. Jean told her to come to her Practice now, and she would see her then. Sheila told Jean that her son Bob had worked in this Practice, and he thought the dentist was good.

Jean said after the phone call, “I’ve never understood what Jill has seen in Bob, he’s not my cup of tea, I’ve heard that Sheila is the powerful one in the family, the father was a weak man with no real ambition. I don’t know when the father died, but Sheila has five Pharmacies, she also controls a Pharmaceutical Supply Company which supplies Independent Pharmacies, she’s a very wealthy woman. Jack, I’ve loved yesterday, and this morning, I’ll book a room at the Hotel on Friday night, can you stay over with me?”

Jack replied, “I’ll arrange the room for you. I hope we’ve got a Suite left. I’d love to stay the night with you.”

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Many years ago I spent my summer in one of the coastal cities of South Carolina. My uncle owned a big electrical supply house there and offered me a job for the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college. I figured why not go? I was sick of weeding the greens at the local golf course, and when I wasn’t working I could spend my time at the beach. Of course, being a northern boy, I didn’t know about the heat and humidity in Carolina in the summer. Try spending your day lugging around bundles of 1” heavy wall conduit in 100 degree heat.

I was a summer fill-in guy, and handled the job of anyone who went on vacation. So though I usually worked in the warehouse, sometimes I was taking orders and I even did some deliveries. That’s how I met Mary Lou. She worked for some small outfit and would check the orders I delivered to her company. Mary Lou was a very small girl, about 5’2” and maybe 95 pounds. She had this lush honey blonde straight hair that fell half way down her back and she was extremely cute. But her voice was the clincher. She had a little girl voice with a perfect southern accent. The first time she spoke to me I was hooked. (Remember that cartoon with the wolf sitting in the nightclub listening to the singer and howling? That was me.) Now I had always thought of myself as a breast man, but Mary Lou’s breasts were pretty small as far as I could tell. (She dressed rather conservatively, and her clothes didn’t reveal much). I didn’t care. I just wanted to look into those green eyes and listen to her speak. Within a week of meeting her, I asked her out. Before long we were spending all our spare time together. Her voice may have been childlike, but she had an iron will and was very intelligent. She was just fun to be with. It was only later that I was to discover that she had the most perfect ass in the south. And her legs were to die for. Two out of three ain’t bad.

I am a small person. I’m only 5’4” and weigh only about 150. But I was a relatively big-time athlete. I was a three year starter on our college wrestling team (and one year we placed in the top ten in NCAA Division I). So I was small but mighty. Fortunately I guess, my prick is disproportionately large for my frame. It’s 7 ½ inches long when angry. I’m not one to measure, but there was this townie girl back at college (we called her the sword swallower), who was determined to go down on one mile of cocks before she died. She actually kept a journal and carried a tape measure. Every guy she went down on got a place in her journal with the number of inches. She wasn’t expecting much from me, but got well over half a foot of cock for her trouble. Last I saw her she claimed to be past 1600 feet. You have to admire a person with goals. Anyway, even though 7 ½ inches isn’t huge, on my small body it looks like a python.

Mary Lou was 19 at this time. She had two friends she had been with since 7th grade. They got together about twice a week and spent most of their time together drinking, laughing, and talking dirty. Emily was about 5’8”, with red hair and freckles, an hour-glass body and above average looks. She was a party girl type who I never saw in a bad mood. Wanda was a really good looking blonde, maybe 5’5” with a great figure. The effect was spoiled when she opened her mouth. She was originally from some hick town in the boondocks of Georgia and had this back country southern accent that to my ears was barely intelligible. Every sentence she spoke contained some derivation of the word “fuck”. And she wasn’t real bright. Still, she was funny and fun, and if she kept her mouth shut she was quite easy on the eyes. After meeting her I knew that if I hadn’t been dating Mary Lou, Wanda would have been a prime candidate for a night of drink and debauchery.

After I had been dating Mary Lou for over a month, she decided that I should be a part of one of her little parties with her friends. Emily and Wanda were both 20 and both married. Mary Lou explained to me that down South, if a girl didn’t plan to go to college (and few of them did from her socio-economic level), she got married. Both girls had been married immediately after graduation from high school. Mary Lou almost had done the same thing until she had an attack of sanity. Emily’s husband was an almost stereotypical southern jerk. He was a sexist racist asshole who mostly was interested in hunting, fishing and drinking. He was about a foot taller than me and must have outweighed me by a hundred pounds, but at least forty pounds of it was beer. Wanda’s husband was a low-life, pot-smoking, pale-faced, skinny reprobate who had never held a job in his life. She paid for everything and he sat on his ass and got high. Neither of these two were ever invited to the girl’s parties (Mary Lou couldn’t stand either of them), so I was surprised when she insisted that I come. Actually they came to me, ‘cause I was staying at my uncle’s vacation cabin on the beach, about 15 miles north of town. Back then the beach casino oyna was totally secluded, with only a few houses and fewer people.

When these girls got together they usually drank rum and coke, and I mean they put it away. I wasn’t much of a drinker, so I suggested we do some grass as well. None of the girls smoked (even the one with the stoner husband), so I thought it might be interesting to do honey slides. For the innocent among you, honey slides are made by cooking a quantity of cleaned pot in a skillet until the stuff starts to smoke. Then you pour it onto a tablespoon of honey and suck the stuff down your throat. The cool thing about honey slides is they don’t work right away. It might take half an hour, sometimes even an hour before they hit you. After a while you’re thinking “shit, we didn’t cook it enough, this isn’t going to work”. Before long you forget you even did it. Then it hits you. But the effect isn’t gradual, like it is when smoking. It’s like: “I’m straight… I’m straight… I’m straight… I’m shit-faced!” The stuff hits you like a ton of bricks and lasts forever.

We had been playing some board game (seems to me it was “Aggravation”), and the girls were drinking. Now all along, the girls had been kidding each other about their significant others. (Even though Mary Lou and I had only been seeing each other for a little while, I was graciously included in the mix). Emily and Wanda were both saying how hung their husbands were. And they were kidding Mary Lou that she didn’t need that much because she was so small, which according to them was lucky for me. I was like “hey girls, don’t hold anything back just because I’m here”. Mary Lou is normally quiet and is very reticent to talk about sex so she didn’t come to my defense. The talk had gotten pretty risqué (which is the way these girls usually talked to each other during these get-togethers apparently). Then the honey slides kicked in.

It’s hot even at night on the beach in South Carolina in August. We were all dressed in shorts and tee shirts, but were still feeling the heat (me more than them, they were used to it). Finally Wanda said, “These fucking clothes are making me stew. Let’s go swimmin’.” Everyone suddenly realized that we were almost magically and instantly totally fucked up, and we started laughing hysterically.

Mary Lou said, “Wanda, you know we don’t have our bathing suits!”

Wanda just laughed. “Who needs suits? We skinny dip all the time.”

Emily agreed. “Honey, you ain’t got nothin that everyone here hasn’t already seen. I’m stewing too. Let’s get out of these sticky old clothes and cool off.”

Mary Lou wasn’t through. She said, “But what about Joey?”

Wanda stuck her elbow in my side. “Ya’ll don’t care if we all go skinny dippin’, do ya?”

“Who me”, I asked innocently?

Wanda replied “I didn’t think so.”

I was more than a little surprised here. I had known these girls for more than a month, and like every normal guy, I had been trying to envision what Emily and Wanda would look like sans clothing. In my mind’s eye they looked pretty good. But I was must have been ready to see the real thing, ‘cause my shorts were starting to feel real uncomfortable. Really, it wasn’t that sudden. Sitting around for an hour watching three sexy young girls speak Southern and talk dirty had already gotten my interest. These girls had never seen me in a bathing suit, and I always wore loose fitting shirts, so when I took the lead and removed my shirt, Emily’s and Wanda’s eyes looked like saucers. Truth be told, I was chiseled back then. I already had a wrestler’s body and had put on twenty pounds of solid muscle over the summer carrying around that fucking conduit. My weight class jumped from 134 as a sophomore to 150 as a junior. Emily was used to seeing her beer-bellied loud mouth. Wanda slept with a skinny wimp. Let’s face it: one of the effects of honey slides in my experience was to make you horny as hell. Almost anyone looks good to you when you are fucked up on honey slides. Ergo, I looked good to them.

I paused after taking off my shirt, obviously demanding that the girls follow suit. Of course, Wanda was the first to go. She gave me a meaningful sexy look, then grasped the bottom of her tee shirt and just pealed it right off. I was very pleased to see that (as I had figured) she was not wearing a bra. When her shirt came off, there were her 36 C’s sticking out and those round brown nipples were pointing in my direction. I felt them beckoning to my lips. My shorts seemed to be getting tighter. Emily shrugged her shoulders and slipped out of her shirt. She was wearing a bra that must have been industrial strength to hold up those monster boobs. Her cleavage poured out the top of her bra, making me consider what I might like to stick there. Mary Lou was very business-like in taking off her shirt. She reached around and unclasped her bra, looked at me and defiantly dropped it to the floor. slot oyna Those perky little 32B breasts looked like they needed a mouth to cover them up. Finally Emily showed some mercy to that over-worked bra and released the clasp, unleashing those prodigious milk-white red speckled breasts. That did it for me. My prick felt like it was trying to bore a hole through the fabric off my shorts. It was painful. Maybe that’s why I didn’t baulk when Wanda turned to me. She was starting to breathe a little heavily (so was I).

She said, “Well hell, it’s ‘bout time you went ahead and took it all off, Joey. I’ve seen everything these other two have to show, but I’m sure as hell eager to see what’s been pushing up those shorts of yours.”

All three girls’ eyes were riveted on me as I slid my fingers under the waistband of my shorts. I hooked my underpants at the same time. I turned my back on them and stripped. When I turned around my prick was sticking up at a 45 degree angle and it must have looked like it was a foot long to the girls. All I know is, to me it felt like a piece of steel. I heard Emily gasp and Wanda said “My fucking God!”

I guess I’ve never had three sets of female eyes on my dick at the same time. It seemed to like the attention. Wanda hurriedly pulled down her shorts, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any underwear at all; and revealing a dark blond neatly shaved bush that was designed to highlight her protruding cunt lips. Oh, yeah! Emily quickly followed suit. That’s right, she’s a real redhead. She had lots of soft red curls covering her pubic area. Mary Lou slowly pulled off her shorts and then her conservative cotton panties. But though she was last, she still was the best. Her cuntal hairs were almost platinum. They were sparsely growing around her cunt, but Christ, she looked like a little girl. My cock looked and acted like a divining rod, standing straight up in the air, and then pointing to the nearest cunt. But in the end it pointed at Mary Lou. That perfect small, round ass; those slender, muscular legs; that moist warm, glove-like pussy, all made me want to cancel the rest of the evening and push her into the bedroom.

But Wanda had other ideas. “Let’s go swimming” she said. So I turned the lights off inside the house and we sneaked out on the porch to see if anyone was on the beach tonight. It was the middle of the week and only a couple of the houses had people staying. We had the beach to ourselves. Emily and Wanda ran down to the water, while Mary Lou and I strolled behind, me trying to clandestinely goose her. I cupped her left ass check and massaged it, working my hand closer and closer to her center. But just as I thought I might slip a finger in from behind, Mary Lou reached back and slapped my hand.

“Please don’t do that Joey” Mary Lou said quietly.

I wasn’t very apologetic. “Baby, you’re driving me crazy. If we don’t get together soon for some serious humping and thumping, I’ll lose it.”

“I know”, she said. “I’m so aroused. I just can’t wait for you to fuck me.”

I figured she must have been aroused, because that’s the first time I heard her use that word in any context. I leaned closer to her and her hand accidentally brushed my dick. It felt good. Then her hand rubbed my dick again, and I realized it wasn’t accidental. She was doing what she could for me as unobtrusively as possible. It didn’t make matters better. It made them worse.

The girls had waded out to about where when a wave came in the water was up to their waists, but when the wave receded I could see both of their cunts. Now this is my idea of skinny dipping. Mary Lou and I went out to join them. Of course they were splashing water on us all the way out. Then we were just doing what everyone always does in the ocean. Swimming, splashing, dunking, laughing. Suddenly one of the girls grabbed my butt and we all started playing grab-ass. I was getting to cop a feel off all the girls and they were copping a feel off of me at the same time. What started as a small step over the line soon took on a life of its own. We were no longer splashing or laughing, but we were feeling. My hand first came up from the water to fondle Emily’s boobs, tweak the round red nipples, just massage those milky whites.

Emily said “Joey, that’s my weakness. Don’t do that to me. It makes me crazy!”

But I noticed she wasn’t pushing my hands away. All four of us were tightly together, facing each other in the water. I had a tit against each side of my chest, but the tits belonged to two different women. My right hand, as I said, was busy with Emily’s tit. My left hand worked its way down to Wanda’s ass and just squeezed. Mary Lou was facing me, but so close that she was boob to boob with both of her friends. Suddenly a hand cupped my cock and fondled it lovingly. That was the contact I had been looking for. I had a hand on my cock and I didn’t know whose it was. My cock was gripped firmly. Now that hand was jerking canlı casino siteleri back and forth, back and forth. The hand sped up. A second hand took hold of my balls. I could feel myself starting to lose it.

“Hey boy, what’s going on down under that water. You look like you’re ‘bout to have a stroke! We better get back inside before you make a fool of yourself.” Wanda’s broke the spell for me and I smiled sheepishly at her. I said, “Yeah, maybe we should go on in.”

All four of us walked back out of the water and across the sand to the house. My dick hadn’t lost any of its hardness. It pointed the way back, and the girls seemed willing to follow. There is something inherently sexy about watching a naked woman walk. It’s a least three times as sexy watching three naked women strolling across the beach.

We returned to the living room and sat down and continued the party, but this time without our clothes. Nobody made any attempt to get dressed, so it certainly wasn’t my place to bring the matter up. I realized that the living room seemed to be filling up with a musky odor. I could smell each of them, it seemed. My prick was starting to bob up and down and three sets of eyes were following its movement. Mary Lou took here eyes off of my cock long enough to turn to her friends and ask “Are your husbands bigger than that?” Emily just shyly shook her head, but Wanda said “Hell, no. I’ve been fucking a pencil.”

I guess I was kinda wondering what we were going to do for an encore, when Wanda yelled, “Hey! Emily has something to tell us. Tell us what happened at your house this week, Emily.”

Emily frowned and said to Wanda, “Will you shut your mouth!”

Mary Lou looked puzzled. “What have you been doing that you haven’t told me, girl?” she asked.

Emily had turned redder than before. Her freckles seemed to come together and her tits were turning from white to pink. Finally she said “Okay, I’ll tell. But each of you has to tell something on yourselves, too.”

Emily’s Story

“Mary Lou, you know that guy that lives behind me at the trailer park? I swear he’s been making passes at me for months. I just didn’t know what to make of it. And Johnny’s been drinking so much lately that we hardly ever make love. If he wants to do it, he just climbs on, sticks it in, climbs off and he’s done. I guess he’s never been that good in bed. So when David in the back kept coming on to me, I wanted to. I knew it was wrong and that God would strike me down dead if I ever did it. But I couldn’t help myself. I really wanted him to make love to me! Last Wednesday I was just being lazy, lying in bed and thinking about David and well, you know. I was getting kind of worked up. Now I don’t lie around the house in the mornings playing with myself, so you just forget I ever said that. I was horny is all. David works nights, and he always knows when I’m home. Well hell, my car sits parked right next to his window. It must have been about 11:30 in the morning when I heard a knock on my door. I was still in my baby dolls, so I cracked open the door a bit to see who it was when David just pushed his way into my house! He looked me up and down like I was the door prize at the bingo parlor and said ‘my, my sweet thing. You are what I’ve been looking for all my life.’ I was already excited and you know how I am, I can’t hide how red I turn. And those pajamas are so thin, my chest was sticking out almost as much as it is right now. I didn’t know what to do, I swear. He just stepped right up to me and took me in his arms, and kissed me. I do like kisses that don’t smell like beer. And his hands were all over me. He grabbed my behind. Then his other hand was on my chest, pinching my nipples. You know how it affects me when someone fondles my breasts! I just figured if God wanted me to stop, he wouldn’t have put me into the situation in the first damn place. I thought I was going to climax standing just inside my door. Then I realized we were standing there with the door open! I broke away from him and slammed the door shut. But he came up behind me and cupped both of my breasts in his hands. I closed my eyes and felt like swooning. He was kissing my neck, and I could feel him, you know, hard against my back side right through his pants. I swear, right then and there I would have done anything that man wanted me to do. I just couldn’t help myself! He led me into the bedroom. It’s right off of the living room, you know. This man was having his way with me, and I hadn’t spoken one word to him. He slipped down my bottoms, and lifted up my top. I was standing there in front of David in my altogether, just like I am right now. Joey, I have to tell you, you are only the third man that’s ever seen me naked. And it’s been two strange men in just a few days! I am such a harlot! He pushed me down onto the bed, and I just laid there watching as he got undressed. I thought he looked great until I saw you, Joey. I really didn’t need any preliminaries; I don’t think I had ever been so ready for it before. I expected David to just stick it right in like Johnny does. Instead he started kissing my thighs! He pushed my legs apart and kept kissing closer and closer to my, you know.”

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Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen.

I was cleaning the attic when I found an old photo album hidden among my wife’s college books. I really didn’t know much about that part of her life. It had been ten years since she had graduated. Mandy had always been vague whenever I broached the subject and said it was a long time ago. The pictures showed Mandy with friends at parties, at football games, in her dorm, and around campus.

I finished flipping through the album and was about to put it away when I discovered an envelope containing some Polaroids hidden inside the back cover. My jaw dropped as I looked through them. Mandy was having sex with two, three and four guys at a time. My sweet little Mandy was a slut. That explained where she acquired her incredible skills in the bedroom, which first attracted me to her.

Rather than get angry, I found myself getting excited. There were several pictures of her and another girl getting double-fucked on a bed with a roomful of naked guys waiting their turn. There were close-ups of her pussy and ass filled with cock and several of her face with different cocks stuffed between her lips. In the last few, her face and tits were splattered with cum.

As I continued to look at the pictures, my cock strained to get out of my pants. I couldn’t believe I was so turned on looking at my wife getting gang-fucked. Mandy wasn’t going to be home for several hours. I went into the bathroom and spread the pictures on the counter of the vanity. I was pounding my cock hard and close to exploding when the doorbell rang. I tried to ignore it, but it rang twice more. Reluctantly, I pulled up my pants and went to answer it.

I was surprised to see Vicki, the girl from across the street, standing there in her cheerleader outfit. Her big tits were stretched tightly against her sweater and her short skirt fell to her thighs only inches below her panties. This didn’t help reduce the size of the bulge in my pants. I had fantasized about how it would feel to have my cock buried deep in her pussy and ass many times

“Hi Mr. Moore. I hope you don’t mind my stopping by, but I didn’t have anywhere else to go. My parents aren’t home from work and I forgot my house key. I have a lot of homework and was wondering if I could do it here until they get back. You won’t even notice me.”

Oh yes I will, I thought to myself. I’ll be thinking very hard about that tight little body under that cute cheerleader outfit. I opened the door and gestured her into the house. My cock would have to wait until later, although it wasn’t yet ready for a retreat.

“Thank you, Mr. Moore. You don’t mind if I use your bathroom do you?”

I directed her down the hall, and then panicked when I realized the pictures of Mandy were still on top of the vanity. It would be impossible for her not to notice them. I had no idea what I was going to say to her. Maybe she would ignore them or at least not say anything, in which case I wouldn’t either. I put my ear to the door to see if I could learn anything. What I heard was the tinkle of pee splashing into the toilet. My cock jumped as the image of a golden stream spraying from her naked pussy flashed through my head.

I heard Vicki wipe herself and pull up her panties. Then I heard a gasp. She must have discovered the pictures. I heard a “oh my god” as she shuffled through them. After that, I heard some faint moans. Was Vicki fingering her pussy? She had to be. My heart pounded in my chest. Just on the other side of this door was a girl I had fucked in my dreams many times fingering her hot pussy.

My poor cock couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled down my zipper and freed it from its prison. It was already dripping with pre-cum. I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked as her moans and gasps became louder. A scary thought entered my head. What if I opened the door and walked in on her? What would she do? Vicki seemed like such a sweet and innocent girl, but here she was fingering her pussy to images of my wife getting gang-fucked. She couldn’t be that innocent.

My hand found its way to the door handle. I turned the knob and pushed. Time became suspended for a few brief seconds. Vicki looked at me with a hand in her panties. I could see panic in her eyes. I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked. After a brief pause, her hand resumed its activity inside her panties. I moved closer. She didn’t try to stop me.

“Wha… what if she comes home?” Vicki asked.

“You casino oyna saw the pictures. She’s a slut.”

My lips pressed against hers and my tongue shot deep into her mouth. Her mouth opened and kissed me back. I grabbed her big tits with my hands, squeezing them roughly with my fingers. I pushed her back against the vanity and pulled up her sweater and bra. Her magnificent tits bounced free. I quickly dropped my mouth to her hard nipple while pinching the other between my thumb and finger.

“Oh god… Mr. Moore… oh… yesssss……. “

With her sweater pushed up over her tits, I continued my feast on Vicki’s luscious melons going from one to the other, licking and biting her tender nipples. Her fingers were still inside her panties rubbing her pussy. I pulled her hand out and sucked each juicy finger into my mouth. She was breathing hard. I could see the desperation in her eyes.

“Are you going to fuck me, Mr. Moore?”

It sounded like an invitation more than a question.

“Yes I am, but first I’m going to taste you.”

I kissed her stomach and dropped to my knees, lifting her tiny skirt. Her damp panties stretched against the puffy outline of her ripe young pussy. My lips encircled her swollen mound. My tongue traced along the outline of her juicy gash and over her swollen clit. She moaned. I pulled down her panties revealing the pink paradise of her shaved pussy in its full glory. I pushed a finger through her slimy folds and fucked it in and out of her juicy cunt

“Oh god yes, Mr. Moore… ooooohhhhh…”

I couldn’t wait to taste her. I helped Vicki step out of her panties and flicked my tongue along her juicy gash. She spread her thighs to give me better access. I clamped my lips around her juicy peach and shoved my tongue into her steamy cunt. Young pussies always taste so fresh and delicious. Vicki’s was no exception. I was savoring every drop.

“Oooohhhhhhh… it feels so good, Mr.Moore. I love how you lick my pussy.”

I pushed two fingers up her cunt and rammed them in and out of her steamy passage. My tongue fluttered across her swollen clit. Vicki’s gasps and moans became louder and more desperate. Her legs were shaking and her body stiffened. Moments later her pussy exploded. I pulled out my fingers, clamped my mouth over her swollen mound, and drank the nectar from her gushing well.

I stood and kissed her on the lips sharing the taste of her juices with my tongue. She savored it and kissed me back with equal vigor. I lifted her onto the countertop of the vanity then dropped my head back down between her legs. Her pussy tasted too good. I wanted more. Vicki pulled her legs back as I lapped at her cunt. I moved my tongue to her asshole and flicked it across her tight sphincter, not sure how she would react.

“Yes… lick me there, Mr. Moore… that feels so good.”

She loved it. I rammed two fingers up her cunt as my tongue bathed her asshole with spit. She was moaning and squirming against me with her hands clamped tightly to my head. I moved my mouth back over her pussy and sucked on the juices leaking from her opening. The tip of my finger found the tight nub of her anus. I twisted it back and forth until it pushed inside her. A loud squeal of pleasure escaped her mouth.

“Oh fuck… push it in me, Mr. Moore. Push it up my ass.”

And so I did. I twisted my finger into her ass plunging it deeper until it was completely buried. I fucked it in and out while my lips and tongue lapped up the juices flowing from her pussy. I raked my teeth across her clit sending Vicki screaming and shaking with explosion after explosion. Juices sprayed from her cunt and drenched my face. I loved it.

I slid back up Vicki’s body and kissed her on the lips. She threw her arms around me and kissed me hard, practically shoving her tongue down my throat. The tip of my cock slid between the slimy folds of her cunt and lodged in her opening. I thrust my hips forward and plunged it deep into her body. She threw her head back and screamed. I pounded her hard and fast. She literally ripped open the t-shirt on my back and dug her fingers into my flesh.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck… oh god… uuuuuunnnnngggghhhhhhh.”

The girl was insatiable. One orgasm after the next ripped through her body as she spiraled out of control. My balls were so full of cum that I was going to explode at any moment. Before that happened she pushed me away.

“Stop, please. slot oyna I can’t take any more.”

I stood with my cock swaying in the air and watched Vicki’s body shudder and shake for several more seconds before she was finally able to regain some semblance of control. She opened her eyes and looked at me almost bewildered.

“Wow, Mr. Moore. It’s never happened like that before. I almost passed out. How did you do that?”

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at her. Her eyes moved to my throbbing cock.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, Mr. Moore. I didn’t let you finish. I’ll do you with my mouth if that’s okay.”

I didn’t really need to answer and she didn’t wait for one. Vicki pulled off her sweater and slid to the floor, squatting in front of me. She unbuckled my pants and pulled them down to my knees along with my briefs. Then she wrapped her hand around my vein-streaked cock and flicked her tongue across the bulging knob, licking up the secretions that oozed out of the tip. She looked up at me with those innocent blue eyes which I now knew were anything but innocent.

“You can shoot in my mouth if you want.”

Those words alone almost made me cum. My cock was throbbing when I felt her lips slide down my shaft and take me deep into her mouth. Vicki attacked my cock like she hadn’t eaten in a month. Her lips flew up and down my length and her tongue swirled across the ridges and veins bulging out from my hard flesh. Then she took me deeper and swallowed my entire length. She massaged my cock with her throat creating the sensation of a hot wet pussy.

Mandy had always given great blowjobs, a skill she had obviously acquired in college, but Vicki was almost her equal. She obviously loved what she was doing. When I realized that she had a hand between her legs rubbing her pussy, I knew it wasn’t just a show. She continued to fuck my cock with her mouth and throat like a seasoned whore. Spit was drooling from her chin and dripping from my balls. I felt my cock swell.

“Oh fuck… I’m going to cum.”

Vicki clamped her lips tightly around me. I grabbed her head and grunted. A powerful jet exploded into her mouth in a steady stream of creamy ejaculate. A second equally powerful spray filled her mouth, and then a third and fourth and fifth. It seeped from the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin, but she never pulled away. Her tongue swirled around me as the last few drops drained from the tip of my cock.

I finally pulled my spent cock from her mouth. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and opened her mouth to show what I had deposited in it. There was so much cum it flooded over her lower lip and dripped from her chin onto her tits. She put her hand over her mouth to keep anymore from escaping. With two deep gulps, she swallowed it down her throat.

“Wow, Mr. Moore. That was a lot of stuff, but it was yummy. We can fuck some more if you want.”

Vicki was probably used to high school boys who had perpetual hard-ons no matter how many times they had cum, but I was going to need a few minutes to recuperate. I asked her to bend over the vanity. I dropped to my knees and stared at an image of heaven. Hanging between her thighs and just below two perfectly rounded ass cheeks was her swollen pussy. Glistening pink folds peeked out from the gash down the middle. Just above it where the crevice between her cheeks flared out was the tight knot at the entrance to her asshole.

Just looking at this magnificent view caused my cock to jump. I slid a finger along her gash and parted the slimy folds. I rubbed it over her clit and watched her pussy twitch. Vicki moaned with pleasure when I plunged two fingers deep into her steamy cunt twisting them back and forth inside her. She squirmed against me, her moans becoming louder and more desperate.

I fucked her with my fingers, ramming them in and out of her body with quick deep jabs. Using my other hand, I rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her legs were shaking and her knees were getting wobbly. Pussy juice was flying everywhere accompanied by wet squishing sounds. I slammed my fingers deep into her cunt and searched for her g-spot. I found it.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh my god, nnnngggghhhhhhhh…”

I clamped my mouth over her gushing pussy drinking the pungent tasting nectar from her body. She bucked hard against my face and shrieked like a demon. Cunt juice dripped from my chin and was splattered across my face. I finally had canlı casino siteleri mercy and pulled away to let her catch her breath. My cock was poking out from between my thighs like a battering ram and ready for more action.

I stood and guided the tip between her dripping folds. With one powerful thrust I drove it deep into her steamy cunt. Another shriek echoed off the walls of the bathroom. I reached around her body and dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her perfectly shaped tits. I pulled Vicki into a standing position and fucked my cock up between her ass cheeks into her dripping pussy. My teeth sunk into the side of her neck.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck… oh Mr. Moore… yes… fuck me… oh god yessssss…….”

Vicki was a sex machine. She couldn’t get enough of my cock. Her juices dripped from my balls as her body exploded in one orgasm after the next. I looked at her face in the mirror and could see the desperation. I stopped moving inside her to let her catch her breath. Her whole body was trembling. I felt her pussy clench my cock in a series of spasms. I slowly pulled it out and slid it between her cheeks, fucking the crack of her ass.

“Wow, Mr. Moore,” Vicki said, moving her ass along my length. “No one has ever fucked me so good or made me have so many orgasms. Do you want to do me in the butt? I wouldn’t mind.”

Vicki was full of surprises. The way she was moving against my cock and rubbing the head across her anal opening was letting me know me that the words “I wouldn’t mind” fell far short of her real feelings. This girl wanted me to fuck her in the ass. I assumed this wasn’t her first time or she wouldn’t have asked. I wondered about lubrication, but Vicki solved that problem too. She handed me a container of hand cream from the vanity.

“Use this, Mr. Moore. I’ve never tried it with hand cream, but it should work.”

I dribbled some down her ass. Using my finger, I worked it into her butt hole. I poured more onto my cock. I pressed the tip against her sphincter. She was tight at first, but suddenly it gave way. I popped inside. I felt her tense so I went slowly, probing her asshole an inch at a time to let her adjust. When I was completely buried, I slowly fucked my cock in and out going faster and faster. Vicki moved with me.

I looked down and watched my swollen member gliding in and out between her creamy cheeks. Her asshole was stretched tightly around me. Her cheerleader skirt which was bunched around her waist. Somehow that made it even more erotic. Vicki slid a hand between her legs and fingered her pussy and clit. Her gasps and moans became louder and louder.

“Oh god… yes… fuck my ass, Mr. Moore… oohhhh… aahhhh… oh fuck… mmmmmmmm… AAAHHHHHHH… OOOOOHHHHH…”

There is something so dirty and nasty and erotic watching a girl cum while she’s getting fucked in the ass. The fact that it was my cock buried in her ass was more than I could take. Cum churned in my balls. My cock swelled I thrust hard and grunted. Streams of hot cream poured into her asshole until I was drained. I held my cock deep inside her and felt her shudder one last time. Her asshole twitched and squeezed my cock in a series of spasms.

I finally pulled out. Seconds later a flood of cum came pouring out of her sphincter and dripped onto the floor. Even more streamed down her legs. Vicki stood and turned to me. We kissed. When we separated, Vicki picked up her bra and sweater and put them on. She used toilet paper to wipe cum from her legs, and slipped on her panties. I pulled my clothes back in place.

“Look, Vicki, about the pictures… please don’t tell anyone. I just found them and I was a little surprised to say the least. I never knew Mrs. Moore did those kinds of things in college. I’m not quite sure what to think.”

“Don’t worry about it, Mr. Moore. I mean it was in college. That’s when you are supposed to be wild. I can’t wait to go next year. High school boys are so lame. You’re not going to tell Mrs. Moore about us, are you?”

“No Vicki, I won’t tell, but we probably shouldn’t do this again,” I said in a less than convincing voice. “It can only lead to…”

The doorbell interrupted what I was saying. Her parents had returned and found the note on the door telling them Vicki was at our house. I greeted her father.

“Thanks for looking after our little girl, Nick. I hope she behaved herself. She can be a handful sometimes.”

He whacked her playfully on the bottom as she was walking out the door, not knowing that the same bottom recently had my cock in it. Vicki turned and looked back at me over her shoulder.

“Bye, Mr. Moore. Thanks for the help with my homework. See you around sometime.”

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