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Chapter 08: Stormy Waters

All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older unless otherwise denoted. All characters are fictitious and this is a fictitious story, and he resemblance to any characters, living or dead, in this story is purely coincidental. I appreciate the comments and want to apologize for the last chapter. I was getting a lot of calls for the next chapter and I should’ve valued proofreading above speed. I’ll try to do better in the future.

This is a continuous story and you should read the first seven chapters you understand, the dynamics of the story. With that being said, enjoy.

Things were going along smoothly in my life, which increased my feelings of pessimism. The band was getting plenty of gigs, my grades were going well, and Barb and I were getting along marvelously. She doted on me constantly and treated me as if I were King. I thought it strange, that on nights that I wasn’t over her Barb’s apartment, Saffron was always out late. The other thing that was funny, was that she had stopped her routine of coming down and cuddling with me at night. On the other hand, I thought this good, because she had obviously found someone, or so I thought. She was her usual, sisterly, supportive self, always telling me how good I was playing music and treating me friendly. I was on top of the world, as was Gerald. Whenever he saw me, he told me how great things were going between Melanie and him. I was really happy for him, as well as for her. They were both nice people and deserved to be happy.

My choice, happy world came crashing down around my ears one Wednesday evening when the mad pack were all over the house and hanging around downstairs in the basement. When I got back from band practice and went down to the basement, Barb jumped up, gave me a big kiss and hug and asked me to sit down beside her on the couch.

Donna Jean said, “Oh good, Sammy’s here, just in time to play Truth or Dare.”

I failed to mention before, that one of the things I didn’t care for about Donna, was that she was a bit of a “shit stirrer.” I’m sure you all know somebody like that, they’re not happy unless everyone around them, seems miserable.

I warned them, “No funny business, I’m with Barb now.”

Donna scoffed and said, “All right everyone, no sex things with Sammy or Barb. I’ll start. Saffron, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Okay, Saffron how many people in this room have you had sex with?”

DJ said, “Jesus Donna, nothing like going for the throat on the first question.”

Saffron just looked rather sheepishly and almost in a whisper, said, “All but two,” she lied.

I just happened to look at CC and she shook her head, and mimed , “Not me.”

I was about to find out things I never thought about before, when Saffron picked CC next.

“Okay CC, truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“How many guys have you slept with?”

“None,” she said looking at me with a very strange look that I couldn’t understand.

All the other girls looked at her and said collectively almost at the same time, “bullshit!”

She just said, “It’s true, I’ve never gone all the way with anyone, believe it or not.”

Kelly Jo just said, while shaking her head, “I have to choose to believe you, CC, you’ve never lied to us before. However, you belong in a museum, 21 and still a virgin. Even Sammy here has had sex.”

After the laughter died down and CC was thoroughly embarrassed. She continued the game, by picking DJ.

“Okay DJ, truth or dare?”

“And sticking with the theme of tonight’s game, I pick truth.”

“DJ, how may times of you had anal sex?”

I just looked at everybody and said, “Okay, okay, I think we’re getting a little too personal here.”

“Don’t worry, Sammy, it’s not going embarrassed me to answer. I’ve had anal sex 11 times. I’m not that keen on it because it’s a pain the ass.”

I have two admit, even that cracked me up. After everybody had a great laugh at DJ’s expense we continued the game, with DJ going to Donna.

“Okay Donna, truth or dare?”

“Truth, of course.”

“Okay Donna, how many girls have you had sex with?”

“Four, counting you.”

I have to admit, I’d never seen DJ embarrassed until that moment. I had to admit that for one of the Janus sisters, I was pleased to know that at least one of them had some human feelings. After the laughs died down on that one, Donna chose Saffron again.

“Okay Saffron, when and with whom in this room did you last have sex with?”

She looked at me rather sheepishly again before she spoke. I don’t know why, I wasn’t that much of a prude. I knew college girls experimented with each other and sex a lot of times. But I was flabbergasted when she finally said, “last Thursday, with Barb.”

I turned to look up Barb, who’s face was very red with embarrassment and who was looking at me with horror in her eyes. She grabbed a hold my hand really hard, like she didn’t want to let me go. I grabbed her wrist with my other hand pendik escort and pulled her hand out of mine. I stood up and gave both Saffron and Barb a cold look of anger.

“Don’t either one of you fucking say a word to me. I don’t want to be here ,” was all I said as I got up with Barb grabbing for me and Saffron trying to talk to me. I ignored Saffron and pulled away from Barb enough that she could reach me anymore. I grabbed my car keys and started for the stairs and heard Donna shoot her mouth off.

“Oh my, looks like there’s trouble in paradise, Barb it doesn’t seem Sammy is into the all-male fantasy.”

Then I got another surprise when CC jumped up and said, “Jesus Donna, won’t you do the world a favor and shut the fuck up, for once in your life. Haven’t you caused enough trouble for one evening?”

I ignored Saffron and Barb’s cries behind me as I stomped up the steps. CC wasn’t too far behind me, when I heard her call out to me.

“Sammy, WAIT!”

I was to the door to the outside by the time I stopped to wait for her.

“I don’t feel like walking home by myself, Sammy, would you walk with me?”

As we began walking down the block to her house, we started the small talk routine, when finally all my hurt and anger welled up, and I exploded.

“I can’t believe Barb cheated on me, and with my sister of all people. I can’t believe Saffron betrayed me like that.”

“What you got to remember, Sammy, that those two girls are highly sexually charged. Experimentation between girls in college is mostly a foregone conclusion. It started last Thursday with a truth or dare game at Barb’s apartment, even Roxanne was playing, if you can believe that. When the dare came up, from Donna I might add, I told them they were making a mistake. But it was a dare, so they felt obligated by then.”

“It’s still cheating, and I thought Barb was above that, and for my own sister to do that to me is unacceptable.”

“Just cut them some slack Sammy, I know Barb really loves you, and so does Saffron. I told you I was afraid that Barb was too much for you. Can you get past this? I guess this’ll be a test of your maturity.”

“I guess you can call it a flaw in my character, but I don’t know if I can. Here you are, home safe and sound.”

She surprised me by reaching over and giving me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I was still not totally over my crush on her, but I’d never do anything that would be misconstrued as ungentlemanly. It wouldn’t be a good time anyway I had so much anger and frustration inside me.

When I got back to my house, I got in my car and started driving around. I drove for a couple of hours, just trying to let off some steam, and get myself under control. I was so pent-up with anger that I started crying, until I couldn’t see anymore and pulled over and will parking lot. I got out and found the stone in the lot and began kicking it, following wherever it went. After doing this for about an hour, my phone started ringing again like it had for the last hour and a half. I ignored it like all the other times it rang, as well as all the texts I got from Barb and Saffron. I was so pissed off I want to talk either one of them. Imagine how I felt, with my whole base of love and trust shattered.

The sad part was, that I truly knew at that particular time, that I was in love with Barb and was going to tell her so. Well, I guess that was shot in the ass. I don’t know why I was so upset, I knew it would come sooner or later, that she would want rid of me, but not because of my sister.

I finally decided to go home, driving back to my house for half an hour. When I got there, all of the cars of the mad pack were gone, including Barb’s. When I went down to the basement, Saffron was sitting on the couch and got a look of relief on her face when I walked into the room.

“Sammy, you didn’t answer any my phone calls or texts, where were you? Barb and I were worried to death about you.”

I laughed and said, “That’s funny coming from you. I don’t wish to speak to you anymore. I’ll always be there for you if you need anything, but I’m no longer speaking to you.”

“What did I do that was so bad? It was all on the dare, it’s not like somebody had their dick stuck in her or something, it was just experimenting. It’s wasn’t really cheating.”

“Did you have an orgasm when you were with her?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Answer the fucking question. Did you have an orgasm?”

“Yes.”

“Did she have an orgasm when she was with you?”

“That doesn’t matter what matters is….”

“Answer the fucking question.”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Then you were having sex, and she cheated with you. I’m your brother, and you’re supposed to love me, I guess I see what that means to you.”

By then she was crying and through the sobbing she said,” it was just a bit experimentation Sammy, I do love you and so does Barb.”

“I don’t want to speak to you or her again. Stop bothering me, I’m going to bed.”

“Sammy we have to escort pendik talk this out. I can’t have you mad at me, I love you. I never meant to hurt you. We have to talk.”

“I think we just did, or at least all I’m going to say about it, I’m done with you. You knew how insecure I felt in my relationship with her, I just didn’t think it would be you that would cause the disparity.”

She was still crying and calling for me to come back when I went to my bedroom and slammed the door. I have to admit I didn’t sleep very well that night and I thought I might never sleep well again. My gut was so twisted into a knot that I was almost sick. When I woke up, I didn’t feel like eating too much, so I just dressed for school and decided to stop for some orange juice at the breakfast table. Mom , dad, and Saffron, were already seated at the table and I said hello to the parents and ignored my sister.

My mom looked at both my sister and I and said, “Okay you two, what’s the problem.”

Saffron, with her usual tact, said “he’s just mad at me because I played around with his girlfriend.”

That pissed me off at Saffron more than anything, that she would just blurt out what she had done with Barb to my whole family.

My mom just looked at her with utter disbelief and said, “What do you mean, played around?”

“Oh come on mom, you know what I mean, you can’t tell me you didn’t play around some with girls, when you were in college. I know you and you were a wild child, I’m not that naïve.”

“You mean sexual playing around?” She got embarrassed look on her face and said, “Yes I did some playing around, just harmless experimentation. But you did it with your brother’ s girlfriend? That’s kind of insensitive don’t you think? I would’ve never thought about doing it with a friend or brother’s girlfriend.”

My dad just looked bewildered and said, “Details, I want details, ” was all he mouthed to her, with a wink in his eye. I just looked back angry at Saffron.

“He won’t even talk to me about it, nor talk to Barb. We need to get this straightened out.”

“You’re right Saffron, but you sure screwed up this time. You really can’t blame him, can you? Sammy, you need to talk this out with your sister.”

“You can order me to talk to her all you want, but I’m not talking to the bitch. And that’s final.”

“Samuel James Sanderson, don’t you talk that way about your sister, “she was saying this to my back as I was walking out the door, “get back here this instance.”

I just ignored her then, when it out to my car, and drove to school. When I got to school, Gerald looked at me and said, “Man, what’s got you so riled up?”

I told him the story, while he looked at me in bewilderment. He was a typical male with typical 18-year-old hormones that clouded his judgment and jaded his response.

“Man, Saffron and Barb together, that makes me hard just thinking about it.”

“Let me ask you Gerald, what would you think if your sister fucked Melanie?”

“You’re right, of course, Sam, but the thought of those two together just turned me on. I’m sorry, I know you’re hurting here. Besides, Melanie has better taste than that.”

“This was a bad idea, I’ll see you later. When you get your head out your ass and can show a little empathy.”

I turned to walk away from him and didn’t stop when he called after me. At that particular moment I was so hurt and pissed off, that I didn’t want to see anybody. When I went past the Janus sisters and they started our usual banter, I just turned around and flipped them off. That got a surprise out of Brandi, who wasn’t used to me being so short with them.

Brandi came after me and cornered me by my locker. In her usual disdainful way, she said with a smirk, “DJ told me what happened last night, I guess you couldn’t keep the college girl satisfied in bed. She needed a little something more.”

“Fuck you, you hateful bitch. I don’t need to speak with you, so get the fuck away from me.”

“Well if you decide you want a pity fuck to work out your frustrations, you know where to find me.”

“Yes I do, down in the gutter with the rest of the sleazy sluts.”

She just turned and stomped away, unaccustomed to not getting her own way and being treated like that. At that particular moment, I could’ve cared less. At lunch time, Gerald came up and apologized to me for his insensitivity.

“I’m really sorry Sam, I know you’ve got to be hurting, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. You know you’re like a brother to me.”

“I know Gerald, this situation was just so unexpected. I mean, who would need to worry that his girlfriend would get knocked off by his sister. I mean, I felt insecure in my relationship with Barb to begin with, and to lose her because of another girl is unreal. And that girl was my sister. How fucked up is that?”

“Totally, dude. But you know, everything happens for a reason. I know that doesn’t help you right now, but I believe in fate. But you got to admit, Barb Frankel, was a hell of a ride, while it lasted.”

” pendik escort bayan Yeah I guess so, but I think I was really in love with her, buddy, and was ready tell her so.”

“Well, look on the bright side, now you don’t have to figure out how to tell her. And if you look at it practically, you don’t have to worry about birthday presents down the line.”

I just busted out laughing with that one, and punched him lightly on the shoulder, saying, “Yes you always are a practical bastard, aren’t you?”

“I’m available for advice, for the lovelorn and romantically challenged, mention my name.”

We ate our lunch and enjoyed our banter back and forth until Melanie showed up to walk with him to his next class. She just smiled and winked at me as she walked off with Gerald. I don’t know why, but her reaction toward me cheered me up and took away some of the tension. After school, when I walked out to my car, there was a surprise waiting for me. Leaning against my car door was Barb.

“Sammy, we need to talk, you can’t keep ignoring me. I skipped my last class and volleyball practice to come over to talk to you.”

“Any further communications between you and I, Ms. Frankel, will be through my attorney.” I thought that was rather cheeky, if you ask me.

“You think this is funny, you think I’m enjoying this, Sammy?”

“Well, since we are no longer together, I would think, that you would get the idea.”

“Sammy, you have to talk to me about this, can’t you tell, I’m sick about this. Please?”

“You’re the one that cheated on me, I don’t owe you or Saffron a thing..”

She burst into tears and just kept asking me, “Please” through her sobbing. She was making quite a scene and we were gathering a rather large crowd of surprised teenagers. I don’t think any of them expected a college girl, her age, crying over a high school kid, especially me. I was a little embarrassed by the attention, but asked her to move, and I got in my car and drove off. I left her standing there blubbering, with me kind of looking like an asshole.. I didn’t particularly care at that moment, I was still smarting pretty badly.

When I got over to Gerald’s for practice, Charlie looked at me and asked me what was wrong. I told her I’d had a fight with my girlfriend and broke up with her and she smiled and said, “Benefits?”

“No Charlie, sorry, but it’s too soon to even think about that. I’m still hurting.”

“Well just remember Sammy, your friend, Charlie, is here to take away your pain.”

“I appreciate that Charlie and physically, I might be inclined, but emotionally I’m just not up for it.”

“Well, Sam, let me know when you’re ready, I’ll be here.”

“Thanks love, it’s appreciated.”

We had an uneventful practice and worked on a couple of new songs for our weekend gigs and really had them going well. I was flying higher after practice, and was feeling a bit better, until I got home. I sat down at the kitchen table to eat the food that mom had left warming in the microwave for me, When Saffron walked into the kitchen.

“Sammy, what in the hell is wrong with you, Barb called me and told me how you treated her, when all she was doing was trying to make up with you. That’s just not like my brother, you’re not like that. You at least hear somebody out, especially when they’re trying to make peace with you.”

“Well you obviously don’t know me as well as you fucking think you do. Do you have any idea how much this hurt me, you don’t really realize what you have done.”

“I sure do now, Sammy, but I didn’t mean to hurt you, I love you and would never intentionally hurt you. I was just trying to let off a little sexual tension. I haven’t been getting any, remember you cut me off. If you won’t understand that, then you can just go to hell. I’m not going to push it anymore.”

“Good, now maybe I can eat in peace. I like how you’re trying to make this about me and my fault. Get the hell away from me and just go somewhere else. I don’t want to even see you, right now.”

“Be that way you stubborn ass, I’m going up to my room.”

That evening I got about 10 calls and three texts from Barb. I didn’t take any of calls and deleted all the texts without reading them. I knew I was probably being childish, but I have my principles, and I was right. I mean if you think about the fact that you love somebody and put everything into the relationship, but they cheat on you, what are you supposed to do? And the one person I could talk to, normally, about this, was the one who had sparked the betrayal. Other than Gerald, I had no one left I could trust. Even though I was tired, I started messing around on the computer with the program I was working on. I worked on it until 1 AM, then I went to bed. Around 3:00 AM, I felt someone climb into bed e and snuggle up to me. I turned around, to see Saffron. I pushed into her so hard with both my hands, that she fell out of my bed and hit the floor, which was just carpet over concrete, being in the basement.

“Jesus Christ, Sammy, you don’t have to be so fucking rough.”

“Get out of my room Saffron. You have your own room upstairs, get out of here. If you don’t go, I’m going to make a scene so loud, you’re going to have a lot of explaining to do to mom and dad.”

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*Author’s Note: When I first wrote this story, I didn’t like it so I rewrote it, scrapped it, restarted it, edited it, unedited it, and finally pushed to get it done once and for all. I originally intended it to be three parts but it came together as one long complete story. It has a very long build up so if you’re looking for a shorter, “stroke” story, you may want to skip this one. My new story “Getting Ridden on Car 11” is closer to that style and may be more of what you’re looking for. Also, this story has elements of group sex, exhibitionism/voyeurism, and non-consent, so if you dislike those themes, you may want to skip this story as well. As always, feedback is appreciated. Thanks!*

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I was jarred awake by the sudden sensation of falling. As my vision cleared, it took me a moment to realize I was sitting securely in the front seat of a car and not tumbling through space.

“Oh my gosh! It looks hideous!” came a screech from the backseat and a thump to the back of my seat. My friend Janna. Apparently, the jolt I’d felt was her kicking the back of my seat. Annoyed, I craned my head around to glare at her, but her attention was focused on Rowan in the opposite rear seat. Rowan had the hem of her light green skirt raised and had twisted in her seat to expose a small eagle tattoo on the side of her right upper thigh. It was just below her butt and wouldn’t be visible if she was wearing anything more than a bikini.

Janna reached across Kasumi, who was scrunched between them, and poked at the tattoo. “Look, the wing is broken.”

“No it’s not,” Rowan said, swiping Janna’s hand away and lowering her skirt. “The wings are swept back like it’s moving in for a kill.”

“Seriously, dude, why didn’t you get a panther or a dragon or something?” said Kasumi. Kasumi was a tiny girl whose grandparents had immigrated from Japan. Kasumi always went out of her way to conceal her heritage, going so far as to dye her hair blonde, insist people call her “Kaz,” and speak with a fake southern accent even though she was born and raised in Seattle.

Rowan’s tattoo was tasteful, even if a bit clumsy in appearance. The dark ink stood in stark contrast to her pale skin. Even more contrasting was the fact that she’d gotten a tattoo at all given her conservative and religious upbringing. She was a generally quiet person but I had witnessed flashes of rebellion. They usually involved parties and too much alcohol.

I refocused on Janna when she thumped the back of my seat again. “Could you not do that?”

“Do what?” Janna said, staring back at me with a blank expression as she kicked it again.

I rolled my eyes and turned back forward in my seat. The road was dark in front of us. Off to the right, light from a full moon reflected off the Pacific Ocean. It was after 8:00. We’d gotten a late start. Our original plan was to leave early that morning, but we had to wait on Janna to take a finance midterm. She’d been convinced that she wouldn’t have to take the final and had a guaranteed “A” because she’d been giving the professor blowjobs for most of the semester. Unbeknownst to her, the university’s school of business had implemented a new policy at the beginning of the semester that required all business courses to be evaluated with a midterm and final exam. Janna probably would’ve tried to blowjob her way out of that policy too, but the dean of the school of business was a 75-year-old woman.

I laid my head back against the soft leather seat and closed my eyes. The smooth ocean breeze blew in through the open window and through my hair. The hum of the Mercedes was soothing and started lulling me back to sleep. Somewhere beneath the salty smell of the ocean, my nose caught a whiff of something else. Earthy. Marijuana.

I peeled my eyes open and turned to find Janna pushing marijuana into a hollowed-out cigar. She was desperately trying to shield it from the wind. I had no idea how she managed to keep it all from blowing away.

“Are y’all fucking serious right now?” our driver yelled in a genuine southern accent over her shoulder as she adjusted the rear view mirror to spy on Janna in the backseat.

“Cool your tits, Charlotte, it’s just a blunt,” Janna said.

“No shit, I can see that. I told you no weed in the car. My dad will freak.”

“Tell your dad to join the 21st century. Weed is like legal everywhere,” Kaz said, momentarily letting her fake accent slip.

“Yeah, well, not back home in Texas.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, you’re not in Texas anymore,” Janna said, gesturing toward the coast. When she did, the blunt shifted and the marijuana inside blew out the window. “Damnit!” She flopped herself against the seat and pulled the white sunglasses that had been perched on her forehead down over her eyes.

I chuckled under my breath and turned forward once again. I couldn’t wait until we made it to L.A. The first thing I wanted to do was take a dip in a cool pool. I could almost feel the water on my skin.

As my eyes fell closed again, I felt the car jerk. bursa escort “Woah, partner!” Kaz cried from the backseat.

I glanced over at Charlotte. Her eyes were glassy and half open. I poked her gently in the ribs. “Hey, you ok?”

“Yeah, just hand me a bottled water. I’m good for at least three or four more hours. Just got to get my second wind.”

“Why don’t you let me take over while you catch a nap?” I said.

“I can’t. My dad said no one can drive the car except me.”

“How about for half an hour at least, until you get that second wind.”

“I said no!” I frowned and shrunk back in my seat. “I’m sorry, Mia.”

The car rumbled on into the night. I laid my head back against the seat and closed my eyes. I did my best to try to drift back off to sleep, but I kept having visions of Charlotte dozing off and sending the car careening off the road into the ocean. I opened my eyes again, and when I did, I barely caught a glimpse of a road sign indicating gas, food, and lodging at the next exit.

“How about we stop for a little while at the next exit to recharge?” I offered, hoping Charlotte wouldn’t explode again. She was squinting at the road ahead.

“We’re behind schedule.” She glared into the rearview mirror, probably looking at Janna.

“I could use a bathroom break,” Rowan piped up from the backseat.

“I could use a burger,” Kaz said as she stuck one of her tiny legs between the front seat.

“Didn’t you just eat a bag of chips?” Charlotte sounded annoyed.

“That was half an hour ago,” Kaz stuck her other leg between the seats.

I was envious of Kaz. I swore she took in 4,000 calories a day but still only weighed about twelve pounds.

“Yeah let’s stop,” Janna said. “It’ll give me a chance to smoke up instead of doing it in your daddy’s precious car.” She fished a tiny baggie of marijuana from inside her bra, shook it, and put it back.

“Fine,” Charlotte said in a huff.

She steered the car off the highway at the next exit. She came in a little hot but managed to bring the car to a stop at the stop sign at the end of the ramp. I glanced at it with curiosity as I noticed it was leaning to the side as if someone before us hadn’t quite come to a full stop. Across the roadway were pieces of a blue sign indicating the direction and distance of the businesses at this exit.

“Great,” Charlotte muttered, apparently noticing the remains of the sign. “So, which way do we go?”

“Let’s try that way.” I pointed toward the driver’s side window. Off in the distance above the trees, lights pierced the dark sky. Charlotte accelerated and swung the car to the left. There was a small thump as one of the car’s tires rolled over a piece of the sign.

We continued on for several minutes as the lights grew brighter. As we pulled through a break in the trees, I was nearly blinded by shimmering lights. The lights were coming from a hotel and it’s sign. The sign was so bright it could probably be used to land aircraft. When my eyes adjusted and we drew closer, I noticed that the hotel appeared to be less of a hotel and more of a resort. Palm trees and well-manicured shrubs and flowers dotted the front of the building and a pair of fountains sat on opposite sides of the entrance, spouting water high into the air. The clean, white stone construction of the building made it look like it was built with sand from a tropical beach. Open archways and balconies were prominent in the rooms of the five-story building.

“Woo-wee! Get a load of this place,” Kaz said as if it were actually possible not to see this place. She had scooted forward and was trying to peer between the front seats.

“Do…do you think they’d let me use the bathroom?” Rowan spoke quietly, clearly in awe.

“Only one way to find out,” Charlotte said. She turned off the roadway and pulled the car around the circular driveway out front. As the car came to a stop, two men, one black and one white, jogged up to the car. Each was donned in a uniform that consisted of a short-sleeve shirt, shorts, and sneakers all in white. The shirts had no buttons and were cut low in the middle, allowing fleeting glances of impressive pecs on each man. The shorts ended at the knee and showed off equally impressive legs. Each man’s name was embroidered in gold lettering on the right side of their shirt. The white man’s name was Connor and the black man’s name was Maurice.

Maurice came around to my side of the car. Charlotte unlocked the doors as the men reached the car. As she did, Maurice reached for the door handle with a smile. His pearly white teeth were a stark contrast to his dark skin.

“Welcome to paradise,” he said as he opened the door. His voice was deep and made my bones turn to jelly for a moment. He had an accent that sounded Caribbean but I couldn’t place it.

“We’re not staying. My friend just has to use the bathroom,” Charlotte said even as she put the car in park and got out. I followed suit and swiveled in my seat to get out. Maurice offered me his hand, which bursa escort bayan I readily took. His skin was hot but not clammy. Smooth but strong. My legs suddenly didn’t work like they used to. Maurice practically lifted me out of the car to my feet with one hand and did his best to steady me by placing his other hand on my hip. I would’ve fallen into him if I hadn’t placed my hand against his torso to brace myself. I could feel rock-hard abs beneath his thin shirt.

Maurice was a head taller than me. His head was shaved to the scalp, and his face was equally hairless. His nose and jawline looked like they had been carved from stone. He had a dark, heavy brow and dark eyes tucked back beyond his high cheekbones that I knew I’d be lost in forever if I stared too long. My eyes wandered to the split in his shirt before I caught myself. No hair there either. I briefly wondered whether there was any hair anywhere on his body.

“When you’re done eye-fucking him, we’ll meet you inside,” a voice cackled from my right. Janna strolled past. I hadn’t even noticed her get out of the car and wondered how long we’d been standing there. She lifted her sunglasses as she walked behind Maurice, clearly checking out his ass. She arched her eyebrows and a smirk spread across her face.

Kaz gave me a thumbs up but strolled past without a second glance. When food was on her mind, everything else fell by the wayside.

“When you’re ready, you can check in inside and we’ll bring up your bags.” I could feel Maurice’s voice rolling through his chest as he spoke. This reminded me that my hand was still against his body. I snatched it away, even at the risk of falling over.

“Actually, we’re not staying. We’re just here because my friend has to use the bathroom,” I said, repeating Charlotte’s words. “We took the wrong exit. I mean, we took the right exit but went the wrong way. There was a sign. But it was broken.” I was rambling so fast my head was getting swimmy from a lack of oxygen.

“Perhaps you will see something here that will convince you to stay.” He flashed me his pearly whites again and squeezed my hip. I would’ve fallen into him if Charlotte hadn’t appeared at my side and taken my arm. Maurice took his hand off my hip and motioned toward the entrance. I reluctantly released his other hand and walked on unsteady legs toward the sliding glass doors, leaning against Charlotte for support.

The doors opened into a cavernous atrium. Crystal wall sconces lined the walls and lead to hallways running in each direction from the lobby. The wall behind the long service desk was glass and overlooked a pool area filled with palm trees, fountains, and splashing guests. The floor of the lobby was marble that was so highly polished, you could see your reflection. There were lush plants looming throughout the atrium that almost too exotic to be real. Several chairs and couches were scattered around the area that looked comfortable enough to sleep in. Charlotte directed me toward one of the couches and I practically fell back on it.

I closed my eyes and tried to compose myself. I needed water. Either to drink or to throw myself into. When I opened my eyes, Charlotte was at the service desk. Janna was across from me on another couch hammering out a text. I shut my eyes again and my mind drifted back to the ebony living statute I’d encountered at the car. I hadn’t been with a black guy since my senior year of high school. In fact, my current boyfriend Dylan was the furthest thing from one. There was a pang of guilt in the center of my chest as I realized I’d totally put him out of my mind over the last several minutes.

I got up from the couch to go in search of bottled water, a water fountain, or even a faucet to stick my head under. As I approached the service desk, Kaz came from around a tall potted plant and almost ran me over.

“Woah, buddy, where’s the fire?” she said with her fake accent.

“Sorry, I just need some water,” I said. She had a sugary fruit pie in each hand. “Is there a snack shop back there?”

“Yeah, it’s back that way,” Kaz gestured with one of the half-eaten pies toward the nearest hallway running out of the lobby. Cherry filling teetered on the edge looking like it was about to fall on the floor.

“Thanks,” I said and turned toward the hallway.

“Turn those high beams off before you run someone else off the road,” she said, pointing at my chest with the pie. She managed to whip the pie up to her mouth just before cherry filling dropped free. I glanced down at my chest. My nipples looked like they were about to rip through my thin sun dress. I instantly regretted not wearing a bra on the drive down. I quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard her, but we were alone next to the desk aside from Charlotte who was in deep conversation with the clerk. I folded my arms over my chest and started off down the hallway.

The hallway had the same polished marble floor and white walls as the lobby. The walls were lined with candelabras that were similar to the wall sconces escort bursa from the lobby but featured actual lit candles. One side of the hallway’s wall was glass and overlooked the pool area and courtyard. There was a row of plush beach chairs lining the near edge of the pool. The chairs overlooked an expansive pool with a fountain that looked like the ones we saw when we first drove up. There looked to be 30 or more people in the pool, all of them between about 20 and 60 years old. There wasn’t a child in sight.

Just in front of the fountain, a brown-skinned girl was hoisted out of the water by a slim man who looked to be almost seven feet tall. She opened her mouth to scream, I assume with delight given the huge smile on her face. The glass I was behind was too thick for me to hear anything going on outside. The man twirled in place with her and she reached down to grab hold of his head for balance. After several turns, he stopped and said something to her. She laughed and swatted him on the back of the head. I was taken aback by how closely she resembled me. She looked to be a little shorter than me, but that may have been because they guy holding her was so tall. While my hair was down, her hair was up.

She met my eye and her face opened into a wide grin. She ran her fingers through the hair of the guy beneath her and appeared to be swiveling her hips, rubbing herself against the back of his head. If the guy noticed, he didn’t react—at least as far as I could tell at that distance. I wasn’t really into other women but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she lifted her arms above her head. The water rolling down her skin looked like liquid crystal. Her green bikini hugged every one of her curves. As we continued to lock eyes, she motioned toward me with one of her fingers in a “come hither” gesture.

“Me?” I silently mouthed and pointed at myself. She nodded and motioned again. She broke our eye contact for the first time as she closed her eyes and slowly tipped back her head. I watched, frozen, as her hands slid over her stomach to her barely-concealed breasts. She pinched the tops of each cup and started to tug them down, exposing the dark edges of her areola. In a flash, she disappeared beneath the water as the man holding her did the same. My face was pressed against the glass as I stared at the spot in the pool where they’d been. I scanned left and right waiting for them to reemerge.

As I waited, voices caught my ear. I glanced up and down the poolside area searching for the source. It took me a moment to realize they weren’t coming from outside. I peered down the hallway to my left. Further down, the hallway curved further to the left. I took a couple of tentative steps in that direction. As my ears dialed in to the sound, I detected giggles and moans mixed in with the voices. I tried to crane my head around the bend in the hallway but couldn’t see further without physically walking there. I took several more steps before jumping out of my skin when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I let out a loud screech before turning to find Janna standing behind me.

“Take it easy, not going to bite you,” she said. Her eyes wandered down to my chest. “Or at least I’ll try not to.” I glanced back in the direction of where I’d heard the voices but it was quiet now. “Come on, Charlotte got us rooms.” Janna tugged on my shoulder. After several more moments of listening to silence, I followed Janna back to the lobby.

Back in the lobby, Charlotte handed out room passkeys. “Kaz and Rowan are together,” Charlotte said as she handed them their plastic cards.

Janna snatched the two cards from Charlotte’s other hand. “We’re roomies,” Janna said as she passed me a card.

“Hey, wait, why do you get your own room?” Kaz said to Charlotte, her voice a high-pitched whine.

“Because I’m paying for them.” Charlotte waved a credit card above her head.

“Or rather, daddy’s paying for them,” Rowan said under her breath. “Must be nice to have a platinum credit card with a seemingly limitless credit line.” Rowan was generally quiet and easygoing, but she didn’t hesitate to bare her claws when the moment was right.

“Lead the way ma’am,” a voice said from behind me. I turned to see Maurice. He was flashing another pearly white smile. He’d stashed our bags on a brass bag cart. I waved at him, wiggling my fingers but snapped my hand back down to my side when I realized how silly I must look.

We all walked to the back of the lobby to a set of elevators. The elevator shaft was enclosed in glass, which allowed for an expansive view of the pool area and the back of the hotel’s property. I could see that the hotel was actually made up of two identical buildings that ran off in opposite directions from the lobby and arched out around the pool, nearly enclosing it. A short, wide building sat at the far end of the pool between the ends of the buildings and had a neon sign indicating that it was the spa.

“The spa offers a range of services from massages to mud baths,” Maurice said, apparently following my gaze. “But if you did not want to leave the room, there are…other services to be found here in the main part of the hotel.” He flashed another smile, and it suddenly felt like the temperature in the elevator car went up 10 degrees.

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Foreword: This is the Fourth Part in the Sean and Alicia Story set. Before you ask all the characters are fictional. However if any feedback should be sent to their attention I may consider using it in a story. I will probably not respond in their names. But that may change. I will do almost anything if it increases my creativity.

I have rewritten chapter 1 and added many corrections to chapter 2, they are now available for reading, I strongly recommend reading the revised editions. Chapter 1 adds a new character which reappears at the end of this chapter, she is not plot essential, but she will be the focus of the next chapter. I also corrected a few major plot errors I found, and added a lot of character development that explains the actions of the characters much better, and makes their actions in this chapter a lot easier to follow and understand.

I have also corrected and mildly modified chapter two, it is not as important, but you may want to read the revised version, it has been corrected and there is now longer any story continuity errors. I am considering publishing a revised version of chapter three but do not see a need at this time, I will however be publishing a version of the first 5 chapters in a single document, it will be novel length and may be accompanied by an E-book version if I can get the guys at to put it up for sale or download.

Again feedback is always appreciated. I will reply to all feedback if you give me your email, or at least try. A thanks goes out to Mindfiend for his help in correcting chapter one and making me dig deeper into my bag of tricks, his comments motivated me to extend an explanation in chapter one and thus create the character of Eve, I really like her for her innocence and gentle nature, I hope she grows on all of you too.

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Hi Guys, you may have guessed but I was told to say it, Annie has joined the production crew, Vicky asked that I only make her an official member of the crew at the end of this chapter, but let’s just say that by the end of this one you see she is now a permanent part, and she is not the only one. You’ll see why later, I promise.

But let’s keep going, so in the name of the gang “HI again”. This adventure continues where the last ended. We start on the day where I submitted chapter two. So of course it had been a week since Annie, Vicky, Alicia and I shared a bed, during the week Annie made herself comfy and finished moving in, Vicky and I spoke about the events and made a plan to see if we could extend her stay, Alicia worked most of the week, I spent my week at home helping Annie and plotting with Vicky, and had a remote controlled blind installed in the skylight over our bed. I had to; sleep deprivation was starting to get to me.

I just got word that my second story was approved and decided to start writing the third. I wrote the intro then was interrupted by Vicky, she told me that James was here to see me; I had told him to come. I also gave Arthur the week off, paid of course, he was due back tomorrow and I had to resolve the issues of the video tape. Alicia was still at work. I told Vicky: “Show him in please, I will talk to you later so we can organize our meeting with the elder’s counsel.” Vicky smiled and left to get James.

As Vicky left to get James I noticed that she looked exquisite today, it had been a long time since I had seen her in a dress. I was happy to see she was making herself comfortable around here. Vicky opened the door to my study again and showed James in; I said hi and motioned him to sit. Vicky left and closed the door behind her. I looked at James and said: “My friend we have to talk.”

I had a look of concern on my face, James’ face was serious now and he looked at me and said: “What’s wrong Sean?”

I looked him in the eyes and said: “Alicia is a little upset at what you have done. I was able to calm her down a little, but she still is upset that you got a copy of that video.”

He now had a scared look on his face and said: “How much trouble am I in Sean?”

I looked up at James and said: “You remember that little setup you put together for her meeting with me?”

James smiled a little remembering the events, and said: “Yes, that was some of my best work, Alicia never even caught on,” he paused, he continued: “Did you tell her about the events?”

I looked up and said: “You and I have been friends for more than ten years; I would never tell a person something they may hold against you!” (This was true, I knew Alicia enough to know this was not going to make her mad) I looked up at James and said: “She used my resources and found out what you did, she is very upset,” I had to restrain myself from laughing at that comment, “she has sworn to get even, hearing about your request she confronted me with her findings, I don’t think I will be able to keep you safe from her.”

James was now visibly worried, I continued: “I was however able to make a deal with her, it seems fair to me but I have to see what you tuzla escort think.” James urged me on. I continued: “Alicia wants to get even still but has agreed to only punish you once. You two will be even after, a no harm, no foul type deal.” James was about to speak when I continued: “She has also agreed to go easy on you if you willingly show up to be punished.”

James looked at me and said: “What kind of punishment are we talking about here?”

I looked at him and said: “Just a little payback, she has promised to not hurt you too much.”

James was a little worried, but replied: “I am willing, when did she want to do this?”

I looked at him and said: “Sunday night, on your birthday my friend, she wants you here at noon.”

He looked at me and said: “I will have to break a few minor engagements, but I will be here Sunday.”

I looked at James and said: “Good to hear buddy,” I paused then said: “By the way Alicia says to dress casual for this Sunday.”

James looked at me and said: “You mean business casual?”

I replied: “No, I mean blue jeans and a white t-shirt.”

James looked at me intently and said: “I don’t have that kind of clothes anymore.”

I replied: “Go and buy some then.”

James replied: “OK, I will go to the mall later tonight.”

I looked at him and said: “Alicia said you could keep the tape, she feels that will remind you not to repeat what you did.”

James replied: “I am not sure whether to thank her or fear the gift.” I thanked James for coming and told him we would be awaiting his arrival on Sunday. He left quietly.

Vicky came back after showing him to the door. I looked at her and said: “I almost started to laugh.”

She replied: “You really scared him. I mean he wasn’t walking straight after you spoke to him.” We both started to laugh.

I then said: “God is he in for a surprise this weekend.”

Vicky concurred and added: “I am looking forward to it also.”

Alicia and I had convinced Vicky and Annie to help her to get even with James. Unfortunately Eve was not going to be able to make it; Alicia and I called her and told her about our little plan. Eve’s birthday was still a week away, two days after James’. I offered to go and get her, she told me that she still had a few things to do before she left and could not leave before they were completed.

I was however able to get her to agree to have Guido pick her up on the night of her birthday, she said she had a party to attend, so it would be late and she would sleep in the car on the way over. But she wanted to see everything we did to James, I told her that I was going to make a DVD of the events, and she would get a copy.

She agreed that James was going to remember this birthday for a long, long time. It should be an interesting birthday. James would love the gift he was to get after. Eve was looking forward to see what had happened. At that point I made my mind up to go and pick her up with Alicia on her birthday, Annie and Vicky also wanted to go. Alicia and I told them we would be happy if they joined us. Anyhow more about it later.

I looked at Vicky and said: “We have to hurry; we only have a few days to get his present ready!”

Vicky replied: “Don’t worry, Annie and I have already given Vince the floor plan and his crew is building it now.”

I looked up at her and said: “I take it Alicia already gave you the ok.”

Vicky replied: “She has, James will want to use this little setup at “The Medieval Village” (Yes that is now the official name of the resort).

I laughed and replied: “I will make certain that Vince make plans for it.”

Vicky looked at me and said: “I already told him to.”

I replied: “You girls are starting to learn,” she grinned, I continued: “I was planning to give Annie a position at the Company I work for, Now I am starting to think you may also want to join us.”

Vicky looked at me and said: “I already have a Job Sean.”

I looked at her and said: “Well you may change your mind after you hear what Alicia and I are planning to do with Alpha publications, (yes that is the name of the company I work for and own). We are also planning to change the name of the place.”

Vicky looked at me and said: “What could you possibly have to offer that would make me consider this change?”

I looked at her and said: “Well first of all the Elders counsel has already indicated that would be happy to see my plans become a reality.”

Vicky looked wide eyed at me and said: “When did you talk to them?”

I replied: “I started talking with them Wednesday, Alicia and I planned this during the days since you two met.” Vicky was stunned. I continued: “We had been considering a change of product since she became CEO. We had been publishing books for small authors, but we only had a few major clients, not a bad business, but not what I wanted to do forever, we decided to branch out. I had a flash of insight, when I remembered about Annie’s birthday. I tuzla escort bayan decided to start creating a plan. We then had that little soirée. I presented it to Alicia on Tuesday. We decided to go with it and showed it to the elder’s counsel on Wednesday. They approved, I decided to keep it a surprise for you, but I think now’s a good time to tell you”.

Vicky was completely floored. I asked: “Vicky, are you alright?”

She shook off her daze and said: “Huh, I think so, but you sure do have a way with surprises.”

I looked her straight in the eyes and said: “Admit it, you love that about me.”

She giggled and said: “You’re right Sean I always did love that about you.” I got up and hugged her. Vicky responded by kissing me deeply, we hugged for a few seconds. We then broke our embrace.

I continued: “Anyway, let me tell you what we have in mind.”

She looked at me and said: “Do I really what to hear this?”

I looked at her and said: “Maybe.”

She replied: “What do you mean maybe?”

I laughed and said: “It’s a double sided answer, mostly good though.”

She sighed and said: “Alright let’s hear it then.”

“Alicia and I were thinking of starting a newsletter for the people in rehab and recovering from addiction. When she suggested that we may want to just write a small magazine about the recovery process, I had a brain storm. I thought the Leonald’s might profit from an official newsletter. That when we talked to the elder’s counsel. They had a little addition to make, seems they needed a standardized newsletter and set of scripture for the order. Then they told us they would only agree if a trust worthy individual was to be the editor. When they asked me if I would be willing to do it for them, it hit me. I replied that I would not have the time, but maybe the great elder would be willing to be the editor in chief. They replied: ‘We cannot leave such a large job solely on her shoulders.’”

“I suggested that maybe the counsel could edit it from the monastery, and have you verify that it was published correctly. They agreed but said that you would have to meet with them once a week at least. I suggested that we could meet three times a week in a virtual environment. They asked me to explains, after I told them what that meant, they agreed if you wanted to.”

Vicky looked at me and said: “That sounds interesting, so this means I will be staying here, right?”

I replied: “That’s right. But that’s not even the best part, I have already made arrangement to expand the company and have already started construction of a new printing plant, we used to have to out source our printing, now we will do it in-house. I have also started construction on a second design studio. Now here is where it gets fun.” Vicky looked intently and urged me on. I continued: “The new building will be only 10 minutes from here and Annie, Alicia and you will work there, running all aspects of the company except payroll, I will still do that.”

Vicky smiled and said: “That’s so goddamned neat.” She then hugged me. After the hug she asked: “Who knows about this?”

I replied: “Everybody now. Alicia is announcing it today to our staff, she is also asking them to suggest applying for a job to all their friends.”

Vicky was a little less excited and said: “Why am I the last to know Sean?”

I softly caressed her face and raised her eyes to meet mine and said: “I am sorry to have kept you out of the loop, but I wanted to surprise you.”

Vicky hugged me and said: “I am happy for the surprise Sean, so I will forgive you this time.”

I hugged her and said: “Since we have now resolved how to keep you here, and Annie and Alicia are now going to be running the expansion, we only have the question of James left.”

Vicky looked up and said: “That will be a fun one. Sean how about we get Annie, wherever she is, and then pick Alicia up from work and start on James gift. Vince should be done soon.”

I agreed, I pulled my little ear bud and boom from my pocket and put them on. I activated the interlink and raised Vince on his portable. “Hey Vince, it’s Sean, how’s the work going?”

He replied: “Sets all built, adding final details, ETC is 45 minutes.”

I replied: “Thanks for the sit-rep, talk to you later.” I turned off the link and addressed Vicky, she looked a little perplexed, I asked: “Is something wrong Vicky?”

She replied: “That’s a neat gizmo Sean, how does it work.”

I looked at her and said: “This head piece, my shades and sub-dermal implant in my neck are linked to my mainframe, together they control my entire network of devices. It’s very practical, but it cost me a fortune to set it up.”

Vicky looked at me and in a soft pleading voice said: “I bet that even the shades and headpiece are pretty expensive.” She was now playing with my hand; it reminded me of how a twelve year old acts. I knew where this was going.

I replied: “Yes they are a little costly. Why?”

She had slowly escort tuzla moved her hands up my arm and they now played with my shoulder, she said: “Can I get a pair?” She looked at me with her puppy dog eyes and waited for my answer. I had already expected this and had three spare sets of shades and headpieces made up for the girls.

I looked at her and faked thinking, she was pleading even harder now. I reached in my jacket and pulled an envelope from my pocket, and handed it to her and said: “Try these on Vicky.”

She opened the envelope and let out a girlish cry as she saw the red framed shades, it was a pair obviously made for a woman. She also pulled a headset that resembled a walkman set of over the ear headphone. They were red with no cord and a pivot mounted boom mic. She slipped them on and said: “Wow a perfect fit, they’re even my favourite colour. When did you get these?”

I replied: “I had Guido pick them up for me yesterday. I had them specially made for you girls.”

She looked at me and said: “Annie and Alicia also have a set?”

I replied: “They don’t have them yet, but I have a set for each of them also.”

Vicky looked at me and said: “Cool; now how do I use these.”

I helped her turn on the headpiece, then put mine back on, I looked at her and said: “These units are voice activated, so you have to teach it recognize your voice.” With that said I spoke into my unit: “Activate interface, force activate Vicky unit, move us to the training room.” Soon Vicky and I were in the virtual teaching environment. I said: “Ok this is a virtual learning room, only your eyes and ears are getting this environment piped to them so do not move too much. You will have to spend ten minutes or so teaching the system to understand you, I will leave you here, when you’re done the room will disappear and you loose the video feed.”

I left the room and went and picked up two chairs, I also got a table and a couple of bottles of juice, apple juice for me and grape for Vicky. By the time I had finished setting everything out I heard Vicky utter the final configuration command.

She said: “End training simulation.” Her shades turned back to normal and she looked over at me and said: “That was neat Sean.”

I replied: “You think the basic feed is cool, wait till you try a full VR unit, you will be amazed.”

She grinned and said: “I am pretty amazed right now.”

I looked her straight in the eyes and said: “The system is able to understand you, what do you want to do next.” Vicky was about to speak when I said: “The basic interface has twenty lessons. You can take the following 5: 1) Basic vocal commands 2) Basic module summoning 3) Basic VR activation 4) Basic Interface control 5) Basic Environment configuration. Each lesson is about 5 minutes long, or I could take you on tour of the local grid.”

Vicky looked at me and asked: “How long do we have before we need to go and get Annie and Alicia?”

I replied: “Alicia finishes work in 30 minutes and Annie is ten minute from her, we only need 20 minutes to get both.”

She replied: “Why don’t we go get them so they can also learn how to use their units?”

I replied: “Sounds good to me. I brought you a drink,” I gave her the grape juice and said: “Since we will be four for the later learning, lets bring two more chairs here before we go.” Vicky agreed and we setup the area for later.

Then we got our jackets and got ready to leave. We got into my roofless Hum-Vee and started on our way to get Annie, I told Vicky that she was at the airstrip with Guido.

On the way to Pickup Annie Vicky asked me how long it took me to learn to use the interface, I told her about it during the ride, I was only half way through my story when we reached the airfield. I put on the headset and paged Guido. I told him where I was and that I was here to get Annie, Guido replied: “We’re close by, wait where you are we will be there soon.”

Vicky and I continued talking about the interface; we were a little surprised when we heard a powered glider flying closer. We looked up and saw Guido and Annie on it, what was even more surprising was that Annie was the pilot. I knew Guido could fly just about anything with wings, but Annie as far as I knew had never flown before. We watched as Annie landed a few feet away. We then walked towards them.

Annie removed her helmet and unbuckled her harness, Vicky and I were still a few feet away when we heard her scream, “God that was so cool,” Guido was also now out of his harness.

He looked at me and said: “Hi Boss, Hope you don’t mind me teaching Annie how to fly some of the simpler crafts we have here.”

I looked at his and said: “You have my permission, just make sure you do not hurt her or yourself, and always wear a chute.” Guido nodded his agreement.

Annie looked at me and said: “Do I also need your permission Sean?”

I replied to her: “As your teacher I would appreciate if you told me, but as a person I love no you don’t, but still, I would like to know if you’re going to do something that could be dangerous.”

Annie looked at me and said: “Sorry Sean, I will try to take your feeling into consideration next time.”

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It was exactly 1:30 when Suzy and I pulled into the driveway at Paula’s house. We were both anxious to see her again and meet her family, but we didn’t want to show up early. I must say, I was nervous about meeting her boys. It reminded me of the first time I had met Dawn’s parents.

Suzy was wearing jeans and a white knit top. Her top had a V-neck and was just sheer enough to make a person wonder if she was wearing a bra. I was dressed in jeans and a polo shirt.

Before we reached the door it opened and Paula beckoned us in. She herded us into the living room where Tom and Steve were watching the Cubs lose another one. Paula said she needed to rush back to the kitchen so we sat with the boys. They seemed less interested in the game now that Suzy was in the room.

The small talk came easily for us. They asked about Suzy’s school and her plans for next year. She asked about their plans and how it was growing up as quadruplets.

Suddenly, Runt came bounding down the steps.

I stood as she came into the room. “Hi Dan,” she said, then she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

I hadn’t seen her since Thursday night at the whorehouse when I had convinced her to call her mom while we fucked. I was afraid seeing her again would be weird, but it was like seeing an old friend. I was immediately put at ease with the whole situation.

“Hi, I’m Runt” Runt said smiling at Suzy.

“Suzy,” she said as she stood.

“Come on,” Runt said, “I’ll give you the tour.”

The girls left the room and went upstairs. Steve, Tom and I turned out attention back to the game in progress.

After about ten minutes, Paula called us all for dinner. She had outdone herself. She had prepared a roast with potatoes and steamed broccoli along with bread and a salad. It was one of those All-American home cooked meals.

She offered me the seat at the head of the table, but I insisted she take that place. Runt and Suzy served the food to the table. I noticed the boys keeping their eye on Suzy as she served. They looked like they were hungry for more than Paula’s cooking.

We had a great time and the conversation flowed well. Each of us had a turn describing some things about ourselves and talking about what we did and what were our plans for the future.

It was interesting when Runt spoke about her work in the whorehouse. Somehow, Tom had still been under the impression that she was working at a country club.

When she was finished talking about it, he asked her, “I have a question for you. Why do whores get mad when they are called whores?”

“Some do, but not all,” Runt replied. “I guess maybe most do. I’m not sure to tell you the truth. Why do you ask? Do you have some experience?”

Tom blushed a bit, “Well yeah. I’ve been to a whorehouse.”

“I’m stunned,” Paula deadpanned.

We all laughed.

Runt said, “Actually Mom and I were talking about labels this morning. What were the ones you mentioned? Slut, nympho, whore, and perv?” Paula nodded and Runt continued, “What do they all mean anyway?”

“Well,” Paula said, “this is what I think. A slut is a person who likes sex and doesn’t care about what society thinks about it. A nympho is a person who may or may not like sex, but fucks around a lot because they can’t help it. A whore is person who takes money for sex. A whore may like sex or may not like it, just bursa escort as some people like their job and some hate it. My favorite definition of a perv is what I told Runt this morning. A perv is someone who will do something you won’t. Pervs are only defined in relation to another person.”

“Those are great definitions,” I said. “When I was married, my wife, Dawn saw I had visited a porn website on the internet. She called me a perv. To her I was a perv, because she would never do such a thing.”

“Right,” Paula said. “Each person has to decide what they will or won’t do, but I also think that some stuff is just wrong. Two things I think are wrong are underage sex or forced sex.”

Paula continued, “Dan, can I ask you a personal question about Dawn? Suzy do you mind?”

I nodded and Suzy told her to go ahead.

Paula asked me, “Dawn called you a perv. Do you think she was happy in her life? In her sex life?”

“She wasn’t happy,” I answered.

“I’ll bet most of the people who label others as pervs aren’t happy. I wonder if maybe they’re jealous.”

We sat in silence thinking about what Paula had said. These were liberating thoughts. What had been a carefree dinner had turned into a heavy discussion. It took Tom to lighten things back up.

“So let’s see, a perv is someone who does something you wouldn’t do?” he asked his mom.

Paula nodded.

“So do you think Runt is a perv?”

“Why would I think that?” Paula asked.

“Because she shaves her pussy and you don’t,” Tom said.

Steve dropped his fork onto his plate. “How do you know mom shaves her cunt?”

Tom smiled at him. “You saw Runt’s first, but I saw Mom’s.”

“You saw Mom’s cunt?” Steve exclaimed.

Tom laughed, “No big deal, Steve. I didn’t eat it or anything. Besides, I’ve always thought shaved pussy is the best for eating.”

“TOM! STEVE! WHAT’S GOTTEN INTO YOU TWO?” Paula said, “This isn’t the type of Sunday dinner conversation I had in mind! What in the world will our guests think of us?”

I laughed, “It’s fine. No problem.”

Tom laughed, “OK Suzy, you are the only girl left. What about your cunt hair?”

“JESUS! TOM!” Paula said.

Suzy was looking down and had turned a deep shade of red. This conversation was obviously getting to be too much for her. Runt also realized what was happening. She pushed her chair back and stood. “Come on Suzy. Let’s leave these pervs alone. This is no conversation for two nice girls like us,” she said.

Suzy looked at her like a person drowning might look at a person throwing them a life vest. She stood and the two girls left the room and went up the stairs.

Paula was fuming mad. “God dammit, Tom! I asked you to be nice to her. Can’t you treat any girl like a lady? Not every girl likes being treated like a fucking slut!”

Tom was upset as well. “Jesus Mom, I’m sorry.”

Tom turned to me. “I’m really sorry, Dan. Suzy is great. I’m just an asshole. I’ll go up and apologize.”

“It’s OK, Tom,” I said. “She’ll be ok, but maybe you could give her a bit of space. Things have been moving awfully fast these days. She just needs to think some things over.”

The girls came down the steps and headed fir the front door. As they went out Runt called out, “We’re going out. Be back in a few hours.”

We sat at the table. Paula and Steve continued to glare at Tom. bursa escort bayan I was just trying to wait out the situation. We might still be sitting there if the phone hadn’t started ringing. Paula, Steve and Tom all jumped to answer it. I almost did myself. Tom got there first and stood so he didn’t have to see his mother. When he hung up he told us it had been Paula’s third son, Mark. Mark was an actor and had been spending the week in Chicago. He was on his way home when his car broke down. He was calling for someone to come pick him up. Tom grabbed his keys and rushed for the door. Steve ran after him.

When they had left Paula and I were alone in the house.

“That’s the fastest any of them have ever moved to help each other.” She commented. Listen Dan, I’m really sorry,” she said to me.

“Don’t be. Suzy’ll be fine. She’s still just a bit shy. She’s not a slut like Runt,” I said. Then I added, “And that’s not a slam to Runt. I agree with your definitions. I hope Suzy becomes more like her.”

Paula looked at me. “Are you sure? What if Suzy wanted to become a whore like Runt? Wouldn’t that bother you?”

“Well, I hope it wouldn’t,” I answered. “If Suzy wanted to become a whore, I would try to be supportive. I just want her to be happy.”

Paula stood and walked around behind my chair. She bent down and wrapped her arms around my chest and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I love you,” she said.

I turned to her. This was the first time the “L” word had been spoken between us. “I love you too,” I said.

She was wearing a V neck sweater without a bra and with me sitting and her bending at the waist, her top had fallen down giving me a great view of her heavy tits hanging down.

I stood and reached up under her top with both hands and cupped her big jugs. She closed her eyes as I gently squeezed and pushed her nipples with my thumbs.

She took my hand and led me to her bedroom. We had fucked in her bed just two nights before, but so much had happened in the last few days, it seemed much longer ago. I pulled her sweater up over her head. Her tits were magnificent. She lay back on the bed and I got on beside her. I took a tit in each of my hands and squeezed them gently. I pushed them together so the nipples touched and licked them both simultaneously. Her nipples became erect and I pushed them with my tongue. I decided to concentrate on just one tit and held it with both hands. Instead of moving my tongue across the nipple, I was still and moved the tit back and forth so the nipple was brushing my tongue. Paula moaned and pushed her other tit up. Her jugs were large enough so that she was able to lick and suck one tit while I did the other. Finally she let hers go and I stopped sucking mine. From where I was on the bed, her tits were inches from my face. I stared at them glistening wet from our saliva.

“I think you’re kind of a tit guy,” she said.

I bent on and put my face between them, smelling her perfume. I rolled back and smiled up at her. “Yeah. I’m a sucker for tits. I don’t know what it is, but they’ve always turned me on. I love cleavage. I even love the word. Tits.”

“How long has it been since you’ve fucked a set of tits?” Paula asked.

“Hmmmmm,” I replied, “Never.”

“Really? Was your wife flat?”

“No, she was a C cup, but we really only ever did missionary,” I said.

“Would you escort bursa like to fuck mine?” Paula asked.

I put my hand around her head, pulled her toward me and kissed her deeply. “That would be heaven,” I said.

She got up and left the room. When she came back into the bedroom she was carrying a bottle of hand lotion. She stripped the rest of her clothes off and got on the bed lying on her back. I stripped and climbed over her. I knelt with my knees just under her underarms so none of my weight was on her, but my cock was over her tits.

“Let me suck it hard for you,” She said. Actually it was already almost totally hard, but there was still just enough sag in it that by leaning forward, the tip brushed her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked the tip in. She took her hand and started jacking my cock gently. I could tell she was going slow enough so I wouldn’t cum. Her goal here was to harden me up. I started feeling more pressure against my cock as it got harder. While it tried to straighten out, Paula’s hand and mouth were keeping it bent. When she took her hand off of it, the suction wasn’t enough to keep it in. It sprang out of her mouth and hovered erect over her face. It was glistening with her saliva. I gave it a stroke of my own and when I did a drop of precum formed at the tip and dripped down. Paula saw it and managed to stretch and catch it on her tongue. She looked up at me from around my hard cock that was hovering over her face and smiled.

I moved back down so my cock was over her big tits. She took a pillow but instead of putting it under her head, she put it behind her head so that her neck was at almost a ninety-degree angle. It looked very uncomfortable and I thought that maybe she didn’t fix it because I was straddling her. I started to try adjusting the pillow so it would be more comfortable, but she stopped me. “No, this is perfect,” she said.

She handed me the lotion. “Squirt some of this on me,” she said.

It was a pump bottle of white hand lotion, I tried to pump it, but the tip had dried over. I pushed the pump down a few times, but nothing came out. With each pump, pressure must have been building in the bottle, because suddenly the lotion shot out of the tip. She was covered by globs of the white lotion from her belly to her neck. It looked like someone had jacked off on her.

Paula laughed. “Rub it in,” she said.

I didn’t have to be asked twice and started rubbing the white lotion into her skin. Her tits were amazingly soft. The valley between her jugs was still covered with the lotion when I leaned so my cock was between them and pushed them together. My balls were resting on her and except for the tip, my cock was completely engulfed by her jugs. As I pushed forward I realized why she wanted to be in that uncomfortable position. With each push through her tits, the tip of my cock met her hungry mouth. We got into an easy rocking motion, my cock sliding back and forth through the soft tunnel of her tits. With each thrust the tip of my cock was either licked or sucked.

I was in heaven. Looking at this beautiful loving woman was incredible. I knew I was almost there. She must have sensed it as well. “Do you want to come on my tits, or in my mouth?” she asked.

“On your tits,” I said to her and she smiled. I let go of her tits and started jacking off above her. Very quickly I started cumming. I shot my load over her big jugs, mixing my hot sperm with the cool white lotion. After I was done, Paula was a beautiful mess. She smiled at me as she rubbed the mixture into her skin. I lay down next to her and kissed her.

(to be continued)

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CHAPTER 2: FIRST TIME TWICE

Introduction: The chapters of Hotbeds are supposedly written by an elderly man recalling his sexual adventures as a prep school teacher in the 1950s and 1960.

*****

Were these women, these Lesbians, really offering proper, all-the-way sex?

‘If you would like to, that is,’ said Gwen. ‘You might not fancy it with a couple of old bags like us.’

‘Bags’ they were not. They were in their late forties, I guessed. Gwen was a large, dark, but well-proportioned woman, broad in the beam and big busted. Tony was a tall, rangy Australian with reddish hair and bright blue eyes.

‘But I thought you were…’ I began.

Tony said, ‘Yes, we’re dykes sure enough, but we’ve nothing against blokes. We’ve had a few in our time, though not much since we got together in the War. The only thing is it would be both of us together. We share everything, you see.’

I was speechless, and they laughed, recognising that I was ready, willing and able, and, beyond that, deeply moved by their affection and kindness. I turned my head to thank Gwen and she put her mouth on mine and sucked my lips. Then she stopped and pushed my head the other way so Tony could do the same.

Tony said, ‘Are you ready, feller?’

They got up, pulled me up and sandwiched me in a hearty hug, patting my bottom, nibbling my ear, pushing their breasts against me.

‘He’s ready,’ Tony said, feeling for my erecting cock.

I had never been in their room. Two single beds had been pushed together, covers folded back. They had put the gas fir on earlier, so it was warm. They efficiently undressed me.

‘Don’t do anything yet,’ Tony ordered. ‘We’re in charge. OK?’

They also disrobed, sweaters, shirts, skirts and bras, till they were standing in their white cotton knickers.

Gwen’s breasts were large, slightly sagging, with huge, dark red, areolas and nipples. Tony’s were smaller, pear-shaped, but equally beautiful, their areolas paler.

‘Bet you’ve never seen a ginger one,’ said Tony, stepping out of her pants. And her bristly fuzz was, indeed, auburn. ‘Like it?’ she asked, ‘Gwenny loves it, don’t you, mate?’

‘Garish,’ Gwen said. ‘This one’s prettier,’ and she whipped off her knickers to show me her luxuriant bush of shining straight hair.

They lay down on the bed, and Tony said, ‘We’re going to make love now, and you can join in. Some blokes find it exciting to see a couple of women together.’

What followed was one of the most amazing and beautiful sequences I have ever seen. By turns they nuzzled and licked nipples, stroking bottoms and pushing fingers into cracks.

They constantly kissed deeply, looked into each other’s eyes and murmured endearments, which were partly for my enjoyment I thought.

‘You long Outback beauty. I love you. I love the taste of your Ozzy bum.’

‘Let me at that great round English arse. I’m going to run down your trackway and get my hooks into your dear old slippy cunno.’

‘Get those thighs open. I want to see that slidey old twat.’

‘Open your own. I’m going down into that billabong.’

Thus, they lay opened to each other and fingers glided along vulvas. ‘You can look as close as you like,’ bursa escort said Tony. ‘They’re not the same, and different from you-know-who’s, and from Madam’s. Yes, we know about her.’

I knelt on the end of the bed, below their feet and laid myself carefully down on their thighs, bringing my face close to those active digits and those luscious slots. Gwen’s inner labia were dark red, abundant, spread back from the glistening vagina. Tony’s lips were narrower, neat rims to the paler pink opening.

‘Both beautiful,’ I pronounced.

Tony asked, ‘Do you tongue? Well, we know you do. Would you like to now?’

I couldn’t wait to get my lips and tongue into those shining, waiting minges and I sucked and licked them alternately.

‘He’s pretty good, isn’t he?’ Gwen began to breathe harder.

‘Let’s get organised,’ suggested Tony.

I had to stand as she took my place, lapping at her lover’s vestibule. She lifted her hips presenting her bottom, and I needed no further hint and lay down between Tony’s legs and applied my lips to Tony’s pussy.

She said, ‘Go for the clitto now, feller. That’s right. Boy, is it hard! So’s yours, my darling, she mumbled to Gwen. ‘Just a bit longer,’ she gasped, and we’ll be there.’

‘Yes, it’s coming,’ Gwen said. ‘Come with me, Tone. Here it is!’

‘Damn yes!’ Tony shouted. ‘All the way. Seventh wave.’

They lay still, quivering a little and panting. ‘What about that, then?’ Tony asked. ‘First time you’ve seen two dykes hitting the heights, I bet.’

‘Don’t worry,’ Gwen reassured me. ‘We’ll take care of you in a minute. Just getting good and wet.’

‘Let us up now,’ Tony said. I moved back down the bed and they knelt up.

Those two bottoms side by side, cheek against cheek were a sight I was never to see again after leaving that school, and knew at the time to relish. Then Tony half turned and motioned me forward so that I was kneeling behind Gwen.

She said, ‘We want to give you your first time in a woman. We want you to give us your first time, too. A bloke’s first time inside a woman should be special. We want you to remember it, to remember us, all your life.’

‘I know I will,’ I said.

‘We think Gwen’s a little deeper and there’s those lovely long lips to wrap round you. So move up close and I’m going to put you in. That way I’ll be part of it.’

I shuffled up till my cock was touching that opulent bottom. Tony slid her fingers into Gwen’s vagina.

‘Good and ready,’ she said.

She took hold of my penis and guided it till the tip was between the labia, poised at the opening.

‘Push now,’ she said. ‘That’s right.’

And for the first time I experienced what I knew to be, and what has been ever after, the supreme sensation in the world, that of hot, wet cunt closing round eager, tumescent tool. It was the more wonderful because my cock was also gliding through Tony’s fingers, till she took her hand away and I was completely engulfed.

I gasped with the joy of it.

‘Nothing like it, eh?’ Tony said. ‘Stay still, if you can, and enjoy it. How’s it for you, Gwenny?’

‘It’s good. I’d forgotten what it was like to have a man in there.’

‘You know what to do next,’ bursa escort bayan said Tony. ‘It’s instinct.’

And of course I did. I began to push and withdraw, push in and pull out.

‘Sometimes it’s good to come out and go in again,’ Tony advised, and when I slid out she slotted me back in. ‘You must be close,’ she said, ‘It’s usually quick first time.’

As I thrust in again she took hold of my balls and pressed a finger on the root of my cock, in front of my anus. Then she reached her other hand round Gwen’s bum and I felt the fingers of that hand twanging Gwen’s clitoris.

‘It’s coming, isn’t it? Yes, here it comes! Give it into her. Hers is coming, too.’

The orgasm shook my whole frame. It was like pouring my whole essence, every drop of fluid in me, into that bower of bliss. At the same time, I felt Gwen’s vagina tensing around me in her climax. Tony was feeling the pulsing of my ejaculations with her finger and making little humming sounds.

Gwen was murmuring, ‘Yes, yes, I can feel you. Your coming into me. It’s nice. I’d forgotten how it feels.’

One thing I learned was that the cock goes more or less vertical in that position, so when I shrank and slipped out semen flowed out down Gwen’s thighs. Both women dabbled fingers in it, licked and sniffed. Then we were all lying down, with me in between them. How amazing it was to have four breasts resting against me, as they lay onto me and kissed all over my face and licked my lips.

‘You’re a man now,’ Tony told me. We pulled the bedclothes over us and fell asleep.

I was woken by a squeezing of my penis. Gwen had rolled over with her bum pressed against my thigh.

Tony was turned towards me, smiling and working my tool. ‘You have to have both,’ she whispered. ‘Up and over,’ opening her thighs and urging me to turn and get over her nearer leg. ‘Gwenny sleeps like a log, but I’m awake and it’s my turn. You’re ready, aren’t you?’

My cock was again fully hard so there was no need to reply.

She spread her legs wider. ‘It’ll be a bit sticky at first,’ she said, guiding me to her vagina, ‘But push in hard and it’ll ease up. That’s right. Oh, yes, it’s dry, but don’t stop.’

I was certainly having to press hard, but I was slowly going in.

‘It can feel good when it’s not ready, I think,’ she murmured. ‘But now, you see, it’s getting juicy. Is that good, feller?’

‘It’s wonderful,’ I said.

‘Usually takes longer the second time if you’ve done it recently,’ she said. ‘Don’t hurry. Let me get my hand to my clitto. Then I can make it, too.’

I lifted my stomach away from hers and she brought her fingers to bear. I could feel them pulling at the labia as she rubbed.

Then Gwen woke, heaved a deep sigh and said, ‘What’s going on? Oh, good, you’re going again.’ And she rolled over and began rhythmically to push my bottom. ‘In you go. Right in,’ she said.

‘Deep as you can. Right to the cervy. Steadily, steady,’ Tony instructed. ‘It’s growing. It’s building in my bum. You’re nearly there. You’re getting harder. Let go when you like. Yes, I’m gonna come. Almost there. Do it now!’

And for the second time I ejaculated inside a woman, sperm after spasm, as she, too, escort bursa orgasmed around me, crowing with delight. When I shrank and flopped out of her I laid my head on her breasts and we slept again.

When we woke, and when, after them, I had gone to the bathroom, they were sitting on the bed, looking at me speculatively. ‘There’s time for another, if you can,’ Gwen said. ‘We can play vagina roulette.’

They stood, turned and knelt side by side on the bed, cheeks touching. Tony said, ‘Into one and then into the other, and it’s a matter of luck, or your choice, which you come into.’

Those gorgeous bottoms and this amazing possibility spurred me on. I had been weary and I wondered if I had any spunk left, but as I brought my tool-tip to Gwen’s cunt there was sufficient stiffness to drive it home. I plungered in and out a few times, then sought Tony’s puss. Slick from Gwen’s lubricant I glided in.

‘They are different,’ I said. ‘Gwen is deeper, yes, because I can feel Tony’s cervix, and Gwen’s seems to take a slight curve upwards just inside. I can feel myself sliding round it.’

It was time to change cunt, and there I was back in Gwen, and the familiar tingling in the thighs and bum was starting. ‘It’s nearly there,’ I told them, pulling out of Gwen and plunging into Tony. ‘It’s coming.’

There was just time to get back into Gwen and the sperm spewed into her depths. But before it finished I whipped into Tony and jetted the last spurts against that cervix.

‘Both of us, eh?’ said Tony. ‘No preferences, then?’

Although I was now drained I was sad when we trooped off to the bathroom. There was only enough hot water for one tub, so we all went through it. Then they produced the makings of a hearty breakfast and it was time to part.

I was going home for Christmas and they were going to meet up with ‘the old gang’ in London, their wartime friends, some of whom I suspected would be enjoying the delights of Tony and Gwen.

We went to the station together, and as they kissed me good-bye, Gwen said, ‘See you next term, and if you need…anything, don’t hesitate.’

Of course, I did need, and though it was more difficult to arrange, they always came through. Denise was replaced by the local vicar’s wife, who stood in when there was a staffing problem. She was not only an unlikely prospect but did not live in. Meanwhile I had to continue masturbating Madam.

But at the end of the school year the headmaster took me aside. ‘I think it might be better if you found another post. Your teaching is excellent, but I think you may have become too attached to my wife. I know that young men often become smitten by older women, so I quite understand. She is still very attractive, I know. Of course, I know there’s been nothing adulterous about it, but I must preserve her good name. I’ll give you an excellent reference. There is actually a vacancy at – ‘ And he named a prep school not far away. ‘I could telephone and recommend you.’

I thanked him, agreed to go where he suggested, and he shook my hand warmly and wished me luck. Gwen and Tony were almost as sad to see me go, as I was to go. But, they pointed out, I would be released from servitude to Madam. Besides, they told me, there was an art teacher they knew at the new place whom I might find interesting, even if she was a bit long in the tooth.

‘By the way,’ Tony reassured me, ‘In case you were wondering, us two old kangas are past having any little roos.’

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Susie met Steve at a restaurant. Susie was the very hot Asian waitress, wearing faux Alligator skin tights, dyed blue hair, many tattoos and showing off a toned bare midriff. Steve was eating a late lunch on his own, dressed in suit and tie. He was minding his own business, except for the fact that he simply couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Steve was mid-40s, married with kids. Wearing his wedding ring, and thinking what it would be like to be with that waitress.

Because it was around 2:30, Susie had a bit more time and few customers. She started chatting with the handsome, older Steve. Steve was more than happy to chat with Susie. It became clear that Steve was going to be visiting this place for lunch much more often, and always coming by after the crowds had died down.

After a few visits, and getting to know each other better, Steve asked Susie if she might be interested in chatting more outside of the restaurant. When Susie gave him her number, it opened up a new world of possibilities. Here was the story of their first date…

Steve sat on the park bench around 11am, under a sun drenched November sky. He knew that the next few hours would be filled with mystery and adventure. Most of all he knew that it would be filled with Susie.

Now Susie is no regular woman. Susie is something extraordinary. She is very smart. She can read people.

Susie is also a 10. A 10 face. A 10 body. An 11 ass.

But Susie mixes that face and body with a brain that is wired for sounds. Not just any sounds. I am imagining the sounds she will get you to make when you think you are at your peak and she squeezes more out of you, and the sounds she will make if you find out her secret place. This is a woman with a sexual desire and power that is very rare to find.

As Steve watched Susie approach the park bench, he was happy to see those eyes and that smile and that body. The afternoon’s adventure would be very interesting indeed.

As they walked and talked, they eventually found a diner as Susie hadn’t eaten yet and was starving. Between her steak and eggs and a hash brown (she could really eat, but not gain a pound), the next phase of adventure had begun.

The stories were told of family and what makes them each tick. It started to unwind like a spool of thread.

Why is Susie the unique creature she is today? Where did she come from? How did bursa escort she get here?

Speaking of Steve, Susie was also finding his story start to fill out. She learned more about his childhood, and his lack of interest in skydiving. But Susie needed to learn more. More about his desires. More about his family. More about what makes Steve Tick. Also, should she trust Steve??

She decided that if they were going to get to the really good stuff then they needed some alcohol in them.

After leaving the diner they walked to Mexican themed bar and had a drink or two. As they talked more, the drinks kept coming. Given the time of day, the bar was pretty empty.

Susie started to tell a story about watching some serious lesbian fetish porn as a teenager. It excited her in a way that other porn didn’t.

The story did paint an interesting picture of Susie. All of 18. Naked in front of the big TV. The screen spilling out the story of a young naked woman. Her barely beneath the surface desires being uncovered by whips, tongues, toys, fists, buttplugs and kisses covered in her own juices. Young Susie was lost in the images before her. Her fingers deep in her pussy, her headphones on so she could quietly hear every slap of bare hand against this young girls ass. Susie dreamed of being the girl spread out, her legs tied to the bedposts. Having her older friend tease her true feelings out. That was Susie. Too young and a little shy to let the world know what she really was. Too young and shy to share her deepest desires of getting roughly fucked by another woman.

When she touched herself, it made it feel real. When the young girl was being fisted on the big TV, Susie was not shy about treating herself roughly. It was a total fucking turn on for her. Susie found the butt plug that she hid under her mattress. She hoped nobody else knew it was there. The one she would sometimes put in and sleep with. With the young girl on the TV getting her ass stretched by a dildo from her older lover, Susie slipped in the bright red butt plug. She felt it stretch her little ass bigger, then a little more…just like on screen where the big dildo entered the young woman an inch deeper, then another inch more…slowly more until the dildo was fully buried in her small ass on screen. That was when Susie felt the familiar ‘pop’ as the plug was now snugly in place.

With her bursa escort bayan little ass full, she imagined being licked deeply between her legs. She would rub and rub until her secret happened again. She would be sure to have the towel ready to try and stop her gushing wetness of an orgasm. Sometimes she caught it. Other times she was so lost in the great feelings that she worried about cleaning up later.

Suddenly Susie came out of her haze and Steve was watching her. He had his hand under her ass, and he could read her mind as he felt her pussy twitch and squeeze.

Susie wasn’t sure how long she had been daydreaming but Steve was beyond turned on. He placed her hand on his hardened cock and kissed her suddenly dry mouth. Her tongue searched for the depths of his mouth while she reached under her pants to touch herself with her other hand. Surprise, surprise, she was slippery and wet. Steve saw this last move and dreamed that Susie’s fingers were his tongue.

Susie knew what she was doing. She always knew. Susie wanted him. Right. Now!!

Steve could no longer control himself. He stood up, took Susie’s hand and led her towards the bathroom. Susie had promised herself not to let this happen but she was beyond the point of no return.

As they both got through the door, Steve bolted the door. He turned Susie around so her back was against the small space of open wall. Steve got down on his knees and pulled down Susie’s tight yoga pants in one quick move.

Susie could see herself in the bathroom mirror as he pulled aside her little panties and tasted Susie for the very first time. Like a man emerging from the dessert, Steve was not slow and patient as he claimed to be. He looked up at Susie and said “patience is a waste of time”, as he proceeded to dive in one more time, as Susie felt his hungry tongue and entire face rub against her swollen clit.

With that he stood up, grabbed Susie’s neck on both sides and they kissed like animals who wanted to swallow each other whole. Steve then grabbed Susie’s shoulders and turned her around. She turned her head and whispered heavily in his ear as his hand grabbed at her slick spot between her legs. She said “are you just going to play nice or are you going to fuck me hard and make me cum all over you”.

Susie then pushed her ass backwards away from the wall and into Steve. She looked over her shoulder escort bursa and saw herself in the mirror. She saw Steve’s pants come down, as she could finally feel his hard cock rub against her soaking pussy. She could see him spread his legs a little and grab her waist. She saw him thrust at the same time as she felt him burst through her tight wet pussy. It was like an itch that had been driving her more and more wild for the past few hours was finally being scratched. It was relief and pleasure and lust all mixed together.

Susie could feel him pull her closer as he reached around to rub her clit as he continued to thrust heavily and deeply inside. Looking over her shoulder again, it felt like she was watching porn in the mirror and this guy was fucking the mostly hidden girl so hard and fast. She could feel her clit being rubbed. She wondered if the girl in the porn was getting into it. She watched the scene play out while she could feel an orgasm building. The woman in the mirror had those eyes that were starting to look a little upwards and to the side. Susie was turned on by it all but especially by the hot girl being fucked in the mirror. She looked like she was headed to a blissful orgasm. Susie was turned on by that girl. She could see it all happening in the mirror. The woman’s’ eyes went back further, she started moaning loudly and she was clawing at the guys ass as he started groaning and he slowed his pace to four or five hard thrusts.

She could see it happen. She could hear it happen. She could feel it happen. Only as the woman in the mirror started to focus her eyes did she remember that the orgasmic hottie was actually Susie. It was her orgasm. It was Steve moaning and thrusting. It was this tiny bathroom at the Mexican bar. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this but Susie sometimes couldn’t control her passions. She liked Steve and liked toying with him. She wasn’t quite sure how the toying crossed the line. But the line was crossed in a wet and sweaty heap. Somehow Susie and Steve had this connection that surprised her. It took her further than she expected she would go.

After straightening themselves up they emerged from the washroom all innocent. The act didn’t last long. The waitress gave them a long look with a dirty smile. She said “I had a feeling you might end up there. It sounded hot!”

On the walk home, both Steve and Susie stopped to kiss many times. The untold mystery and adventure from early afternoon had unfolded in strange ways. But they were hot and passionate ways and it would surely lead them to more trouble in the near future. Steve and Susie could hardly wait.

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It was a hot and humid day in August when Phil and I decided to go down to the shore and watch the children playing in the water, and the young couples in love giggling, and looking into each other eyes. We sat on the blanket and watched these people for a while until Phil decided it was time for some dinner and a little hanky panky. By no means was I going to let him do stuff to me on the blanket with all the people on the beach. I decided for myself, I was going to tease him and make him want me so bad, with the touch of my hands or the sound of my voice he would get hard in seconds. I did this to him, and pretended like I did not know what was going on. He was hard, and I was off to get dinner since, I love Thai. I told him I would meet him back at the cottage. I went to the Thai diner and picked up the food and a bottle of red and white wine(my fav). On the way from the diner the sun was setting and a cool breeze came in. From the wind blowing my nipples got hard, and the wetness starting to ease in. Thoughts of Phil ran through my head. How I wanted to make love to him for hours. I was driving myself crazy.

I went to the cottage and Phil was no where to be seen. He had left a note on the fridge saying to meet him on the beach at our “spot” a little past 7pm. I waited until it was time, my nipples still hard from when I last thought of Phil and I, and the smell of food was driving me bursa escort crazy. I went to our spot on the beach and there he was. He had set out the warm and fuzzy blanket on the beach with candles lit, music playing in the background, and he had on his favorite khakis pants with his shirt and tie. He looked stunning in his outfit. I brought the wine and the food. Phil looked so stunning I could not concentrate on eating my food. Just as I was done with my wine, Phil ever so sweetly leaned in and started to kiss my neck, I could smell his scent. I could feel my wetness flow out of my skirt. I could feel my hormones raging inside me, I wanted him to put his mouth on my lips and my clit. I wanted him to be inside me, and feel my wetness. As Phil continued to kiss me all over, I started to moan in excitement, his lips felt so right in all my spots. I started to get louder and then thats when I decided to kiss his neck, stomach, and took off his shirt. He kept on persisting to take my clothes off, but I would not let him do it just yet…

I then started to take off his pants, I started going slow, sucking his cock, then I picked up the speed. Every now and then I would glance up at him to see if he was watching me and seeing my reaction of how wet I was and how turned on I was.

I would lick his cock, then put the whole thing in my mouth. Phil’s body started to quiver and his eyes started bursa escort bayan to roll back inside his head. I sucked his cock for a while until I knew he was very aroused and was getting to the point of cumin into my mouth. I then started to kiss his stomach again, after that I went up and kissed his lips. Phil put his fingers inside me, and felt my wetness soak his fingers. With that on his mind, he let out a moan and continued to kiss me passionately. I then leaned into him and put both my breasts in his face, he started sucking on my favorite one which is the right one with the nipple ring. He started to pull my ring just enough so I knew he was making my nipples aroused.

I let out a sigh and told Phil to “give me more,” so he started sucking on both my nipples at the same time. At this point, I was getting teased and I wanted him inside me. I want to feel his thick and wondrous cock inside me. I wanted to feel it give me pleasure, that no man could ever do. Phil was all flustered, he wanted to go down on me for a little bit. I was crazy, I kept saying ” I want you to go inside me” he would not listen, he went down on me and started to tease my clit, play with it in his mouth. He started to lick it slowly, once he noticed I was gyrating to the rhythm of his tongue, he picked up the speed and started to get me all jittery. I felt like I was going to burst, he could feel my escort bursa stomach muscles tighten. He let go and decided to go inside my wet pussy.

Phil went inside me and it felt so good, we were both making love to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach, the candle light in the background and the scent of his sweat from all the hard work he was putting into pleasing me. Phil and I moved like water, we were smooth and going with the flow. I could feel every part of him inside me. I would look into his eyes and see that he was loving every minute of it. We switched positions and I was on top. I started riding him like I was his cowgirl. He would moan and say “your driving me crazy” with the look in his eyes and in his voice.

He felt so good underneath me, we then switched positions again, this time he was hitting me from behind (the position that get me really wet). I started moaning louder and louder, he was making me soooooooooo wet. Phil was getting ready to cum, so he pulled out and flipped me over to the bottom. He started going in me slow at first then he went faster and faster, I could feel him getting ready to cum, he moaned, and then he let out a gasp as me came inside me. I could feel the cum inside me, it felt really good. I then held him as he came and relaxed in my arms. When he was done, I pulled him to my side and decided to give him a show. I started to masturbate in front of him, he then got excited again and started to masturbate with me. We both orgasm-ed, and then laid there together. In each others arms on the beach with the waves in the back ground and a beautiful moon shinning down on us.

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Ah it has finally happened, my little girl has turned 18. She did so a few weeks ago and a day later her mother filed for divorce. I had not seen it coming and it hit me like a ton of bricks. She said that she just wasn’t happy anymore and with our daughter being 18 she could make her own mind up about how and where to live.

My daughter, Rose, had always been a daddy’s girl so that much I figured would be easy. She had decided to stay with me seeing as how if she moved with her mom, she would have to change schools and the upheaval she just didn’t need.

Rose is a petite 5’2″ little babydoll with a knockout figure. She has long raven black hair, and bright blue eyes that sparkle. A nice 36c chest and a slim waist. She has those pouting lips that make a man’s cock quiver. Add this all to a brilliant straight A student who acts like a bubbly blond most of the time and that is my daughter.

Rose had decided to stay out late this night and not call. I had paced the floor for the first hour or so and then started to panic. What if some little punk kid had gotten her drunk, and/or gotten her into the backseat of a car. My mind filled with the terror of imaging these things, I could picture her walking through the door disheveled and tear stained make-up.

Just as I thought the worse in she walked. She looked just fine and I felt relief and anger at the same time. “Where the hell have you been little girl?”, I demanded. “Daddy I was just out with the girls and we chose to go to a late movie and then go grab a bite to eat.” I stood there furious my rage turning slowly to lust as I looked over her. It had been nearly a month since her mom left and I had no sexual release since then.

“You are grounded”, I told her, “in no way shape or form are you going out for the next two weeks, no phone, no car, nothing but school.” Her little face got all red and she started to tear up. “But dadddddy, I promise not to do it again, this is the first time and I forgot my phone its upstairs.” I thought a moment before speaking for I rarely punished my little girl. I knew all of her friends had phones but I also may have just overreacted. NO, I must stand my ground I thought.

“My mind is made up princess two weeks of chores and nothing else besides school may bring you to your senses next time.” She shook her head in a silent affirmation. Then she came to me and hugged me. “Daddy, maybe you are right, I should’ve called and didn’t. Plus maybe a few weeks with my old man might help us both out.” She wiggled even closer to me as she said this. I could feel her big breasts pressing against my chest and could tell no bra was holding these perky babies up. I wondered what she had meant by her statement but I let it drop.

“Now go to bed angel and I want you to have breakfast ready in the morning when you get me up.”

She looked up at me fluttering her little eyelashes, “Daddy it seems you are already up.” She giggled and ran off to bed I assumed as I looked down and realized I was at full attention in my shorts. I caught just a glimpse of her ass bouncing up the stairs in the tight jeans she had on and admired it for just a split sec. My god I thought this may be a tough two weeks.

Day 1. My little girl came in bouncing up and down on the bed. “Wake up daddy, breakfast is prepared.” She was wearing only a thin robe and I could see the outline of her breasts pressed against the silk fabric and a hint of the big nipples. She leaned in close and I thought she was going to kiss me on the lips but she pulled back and kissed just on the corner of my mouth before turning around to bounce back off the bed. That brief turn showed me a tight firm little thong covered behind.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen smelling the aroma of blueberry muffins and coffee. A plate of the muffins awaited me on the table and she was just finishing up making eggs and toast. As I sat down she presented my plate and coffee at once. “You know pumpkin, all of this is not going to get you off any earlier”I said. She just smiled and said it might in the long run. My mind reeled again just what intentions did My daughter have.

It being Sunday, I finished breakfast and told her it was delicious before picking up the paper and reclining to my chair in front of the TV. Football games were just starting and this was my one day of indulgences all week. In bursa escort she came just as the halftime show started. I could smell something cooking and wondered what she would whip up for dinner. “Something smells good princess, what is it?” She leaned in close with her hands behind her back, her robe opening just enough to allow me to see the swell of her breasts.

“Its me of course daddy” she giggled. I knew she had something behind her back and asked her what it was.

She brought forth two beers, smiling as she always does and asked me if she could have one to. Considering she wasn’t going out and she was 18 now I figured I would allow it. She plopped down on My lap and opened them both before handing me one. I watched her transfixed as she brought the bottle to her lips, letting her lips just over the open neck of the bottle and going down just slightly on it as she tilted her head back and swallowed a mouthful. I knew my cock was on the rise and tried to scoot her over so she wouldn’t feel it but she just scooted right back. Wiggling her ass down hard and grinding on my shaft.

I tried to ignore it and went back to watching the game as she leaned her head down on my shoulder and snuggled her little face against my neck. I could feel her breath tickling My neck and her lips just inches from My flesh. It felt as if a thousand butterfly wings were covering My neck and coating the inside of my stomach. How could a grown man be feeling this way about his daughter I wondered to myself. But as she continued to wriggle in my lap I felt the heat of her body every inch of her flesh alive and next to me. Those sweet bee stung lips pouting and prepared to kiss, suck, and nibble me I thought if I would only initiate the contact. I told her in a simple manner that she should finish her beer for it is nasty when warm. She pulled back just enough to tip the bottle against her lips again and took a long drink nearly emptying the bottle.

Then she leaned forward and whispered into my ear, “Daddy, this is my first drop of alcohol ever and I am feeling quite tingly all over.” I inwardly smiled knowing what she wanted and even hinted upon with this little statement. She needed to give me just one reason, or so she thought to take advantage of her. My little baby girl was doing her best to work me into a quivering rage of male hormone driven lust. I lifted her up by her waist and stood her on the floor and decided here and now I was going to give her just what she so desired and needed. Stand against the couch my angel and stay there until I come for you. I went to the bedroom and pulled out the big long box from beneath the bed….

Rose’s mother and I had been playing little bondage, submissive and Master games for a long time. Her mother always enjoyed prancing around acting bad when we were alone enough to give Me reason to pull out this little box and whip her tiny ass hard with the paddle or leather strap. We had built up a collection of whips, paddles, weight clamps, wrist restraints, vibrators and dildo. All of this made my cock rise remembering the whore her mother could be at such times and wondering if my rose had inherited the same traits. I continued to rummage through the box until I found just the right things. A nice leather paddle, leather wrist restraints with soft cotton inside and around the edges so as not to leave permanent marks or dig to hard into her flesh. I also found the clamps, one for each nipple and one for her clit. I went to My dresser and pulled out of the drawer a silken blindfold and the little golden chain that would link all three clamps. I went back to the box and found the last item I would need today and slowly pulled it out, thinking soon a new one would have to be bought made especially for My little rose. A brilliant collar studded with tiny diamonds that had been made for her mother for our tenth anniversary.

I looked at my body as I shed my clothes and decided to put something more fitting for this situation on. I went into the closet and pulled out a little tight black T-shirt that rippled across My chest making me look twice as thick as I actually was. It accentuated every muscle. Then I pulled on a pair of silk boxers and some black jeans..I wanted to look the part that I was feeling. I knew that this was wrong but if I was going to do it I was going all out.

Walking down the stairs with the items bursa escort bayan I had picked out I sat them on the floor next to rose. She started to turn around but I quickly instructed her to remain as she was. I reached around and placed the silken blindfold around her eyes and then told her to clasp her hands behind her back. Remembering first how hard it would be to remove the robe once she was cuffed I opened her arms out for a moment and pulled it off. She gasped, “Daddy no, you can’t do that.”

I told her to shut up she was being punished for being a bad girl and she wasn’t to speak unless spoken too. She nodded her head and then let the robe drop to the floor. I kicked it away and then put the little restraint around her wrists. I spun her around knowing she could see nothing now. I reached out and teased her nipples. “Ah” , she whispered through a thinly veiled smile… I was feeling the same as she was I was sure, the first touch in a new lifestyle for My daughter. If I was to make her my slut, it was going to take the full two weeks, I decided to make each day long and deliberate with training.

Thumbing her nipples I watched them swell. Big, firm nipples the clamps would fit nicely over them. I bent down and picked up the clamps and attached the first one. Listening to her whimper excited me even more. I let the clamp shut around her nipple and gave it a little tug. I watched her whole body writhe in her lust. She loved the sensory depravation and the clamp(s) so far. I quickly added the other clamp and looped the chain through the ends. I tugged hard and watched her mouth open in a soft O as she delighted in the sensations. I decided the other clamp for her clit would have to wait I didn’t want her cumming yet. I spun her back around and bent her over the couch and told her that she was to count.

“Daddy what am I counting?”, she asked coyly. THWACK! My bare hand came down and cupped her ass in the first hard spank I had given my baby girl in years. I had to rub that sweet ass just a little seeing how womanly it was and the way it was perfectly shaped. She pushed her backside against my hand and started to wiggle her pussy up towards the fingers which were just barely were out of reach of her soaked pussy. I could see the wet lips surrounding the thong but I would not give her the pleasure of My touch yet. I moved My hand down to the paddle and raised it cracking her ass harder this time. “I said count you little slut!”

“Two daddy two,” she replied. THWACK! She instantly said “Three Daddy Sir.”

I couldn’t help but smile..she was learning quite nicely and obviously knew what I wished to hear. This continued for a good hour. Slowly methodically I spanked her little ass, I alternated methods between rapid hard spanks and slow deliberate well aimed swats. By the time I finished she was moaning and crying at the same time. Her panties I could see between her puffy little pussy lips were soaked. I could make out the moisture dripping between her thighs. Her hips still rotating, as I stopped spanking, in need begging to be swatted more. I put my palm down on her ass and felt the heat radiating from it. I gave the chain a good tug and her yelp in surprise. “Down on all fours like a good slut,” I commanded, “For the rest of the day you will either lay on your back or be positioned on hands and knees so that I have access to your body.” She whimpered and wiggled her little hips again as if begging for some relief. I knew she had not cum yet and nor was I about to let her. This little girl was about to be trained right….

As the day wore on I would tease and spank her little bottom over and over again. Just enough each time to send shivers through her and put her on an orgasmic edge. I would reach down and stroke her hair and then tug her little chains hard pulling her nipples taunt. I had no doubt that I could take her anytime now. After her first initial complaint that we could not do this she hadn’t spoken again except to count her spankings. I was so pleased with her that I thought I may just allow her a little touch but then I caught her sneaking her hand between her thighs as I returned from emptying the old bladder. “You little silly bitch, I was just about to allow you the privilege of playing with that hot pussy but now I can see I must put the restraints back in place so that you can’t touch yourself.” I grabbed her escort bursa by the hair and she tried to flail and get away but it was of no use. I drug her up onto the couch and pushed her face down, bringing her arms behind her I quickly reapplied the restraints.

I saw her open her mouth to say something but just as quickly she closed it. I ran My hands through her hair and told her it was time to talk now. I removed her blindfold and left her with her head on the couch pillow and turned her face to see me. I told her that when she spoke she was to address me as Daddy, Sir from now on or simply Master. Her dating life was over and that she was now My private little plaything. I told her that there would not even be school for two weeks. This would present no problem seeing as how she has missed no days prior to this all year and this was Easter vacation. This had slipped My mind earlier but it came back now so all she would miss was a week of school. That could easily be remedied with a phone call on the following Monday explaining she had the flu and that one of her friends could bring by her homework and missed assignments.

“Now, if you have anything to add my pet do so.” She looked up at Me with her adoring eyes and said, “Master, Daddy, Sir, I love you and will do all you ask but when are you going to touch Me? When are you going to claim what is your’s? Sir, I have wanted to feel all of this and you inside my little body for well over a year now when I walked in and caught you and mom playing this game.” I couldn’t help but grin, so this had been a part of My little princess’s plan all along. I figured it was just as well that she had wanted all of this, because now I could rest assured she wouldn’t run and tell the police the day her punishment was up. I leaned down and kissed her and told her I would be training her in all aspects of this lifestyle and that if she progressed as I hoped each day then I would be claiming all of her little body soon enough. “My pretty Rose, I am going to put this collar upon you now and claim you for just long enough until I can get you down to the local shop to make one of your own. It was your mother’s but seeing as how she no longer needs it I believe it will fit you nicely.”

“Sir, if I may ask do you think there is anyway to convince mom to come back? Some way W/we could work her into this equation. I know my Master should have more than one fucktoy and plaything.” I smiled now there was an idea, I knew she was a smart girl and it was proving itself now. I leaned down to kiss her lips just briefly.

“Perhaps, my pet after you are fully trained we can lure her over hear and reclaim that fine cumloving slut as our own.” My mind was already racing in ways to tempt her mother back here. I thought of a few different scenarios but would have to get back to that. I reached down and rolled rose over. I ripped the panties off of her and just stared at the hairless little pink puffy lips between her legs. She was so smooth and shaved and her tummy nice and flat. Her hip echoed the thought sex. This little girl was made to be a fucktoy I thought. It was at that moment she choose to part her legs and spread them wide for me. I could see the pink lips spread just enough to show her glistening slit. I decided that after this long day she would need sleep and bent down to sling her over My shoulder and carry her upstairs. I took her to My bedroom and lay her down flat on the bed. Her big breasts rising up from her chest the nipples begging to be teased by a tongue or have them tugged by the chain again. I removed her wrist restraints and then clasp each hand above her head. I cuffed her hands to the bedpost and told her to adjust as she needed but this is how she would be sleeping.

“But, Sir, how am I to move?” She had started to cry slowly then. I reached forward and stroked her cheek lovingly and told her that she would learn to adjust until I decided she wouldn’t touch herself without permission. I lay down beside her and stroked her cheek and ran My hands down her sides just grazing the soft orbs of flesh upon her chest. I was lazily stroking her and aware that she had spread her legs should I decide to touch her there. I continued My touch down her thighs never getting close enough so she could arch and draw My hands to her sex. I put one arm around her and the other hand removed the nipple clamps, A brief reprieve until morning I thought. I lay there softly caressing her as I drifted off to sleep. She eventually drifted off as well. For when I awoke in the middle of the night she had curled her body to mine and was breathing deeply in her sleep.

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We’ve been staying in a reasonably nice yet out of the way hotel for a break. The only other people staying there at the moment are a group of pensioners travelling round by coach who’ve gone out on one of their many day trips leaving the place more or less to ourselves. As it’s a dull rainy day we stay in to chill out and take it easy but later decide to make the most of the empty pool and go for a swim. We do a few laps and splash around a bit and it’s great not to have to share it with anyone so we sneak a few kisses and embraces in as we float in the pool. On the way back to the room we pass by a small sauna.

“Can we go in here for a bit?” I ask.

“I’m not sure, I don’t like the heat” you reply.

“Go on, just for a bit. We can turn it down to it’s lowest setting?” I say playfully.

“Well just for a bit then” you concede.

We go in and it’s hot, not too hot but I turn it down a bit anyway. We sit on a bench and lean against each other feeling the heat start to penetrate our bodies and relax us as you lean against me and my arm goes around you. After a couple of minutes we feel a sweat start to break out and a slight light headed feeling caused by the close heat. You’re getting close to your limit and are starting to think about leaving bursa escort when you notice a new sensation that the heat is going deeper than you thought. With the heat your mind is almost oblivious that my hand has been caressing your waist and stomach but your body has noticed. The warmth spreading through your body from the outside starts to be matched by the one spreading from the inside until they meet and you feel almost a fever of lust grab you. You look around to me and see I am leaning back and have my eyes closed but looking down you see my cock is nearly fully erect in my wet trunks and the heat is obviously having the same effect on me.

I feel you turn and open my eyes in time you see the animal look in yours as your mouth closes on mine and we kiss deeply. My hand slides up and down your slick bathing suit as our tongues dance together and I gently bite your lip as my desire rises. Your hand grabs my hardness through the trunks and easily brings it to full attention straining against the material.

“Oh god” I moan as you caress me before popping my waistband down enough so that my eager cock springs out over the top.

I glance at the door and am about to complain when your cooling mouth goes down onto me and you greedily suck at the tip bursa escort bayan whilst stroking me with your hand. I moan and push into your mouth as my hands stroke all over your body, finding your aching nipples and stroking them through your skin tight suit. The heat is going to my head and you’re driving me crazy with your mouth and tongue. I’m gasping and gripping your body and the bench as you suck me so sexily. I reach around you, stroking over your bum and find your sexy slit, rubbing it through your soaking suit I feel how wet you are. I can tell the difference between you and the steam, I feel the thicker and slicker texture that I recognise comes from you and grind the crotch of your swimsuit against your aching pussy. My finger running deep up and down the length of you, from your bum to your clit, cupping you in my hand and pulling you closer to me.

My hands, the feeling of my hard cock in your mouth and the intense heat is almost driving you to the point of passing out, almost to where you’re sure you can’t take it anymore and need to get out but the burning desire within your aching body won’t let you. You feel so high and so hot and so good but need the release soon or you might explode. Lost in emotion and pleasure you take your mouth from escort bursa me for a moment “OH fuck, stick your finger in me baby, I need to feel it in my cunt” you gasp. I immediately pull the drenched crotch of your swimsuit aside and push my finger deep inside you. It’s so fucking hot in there and so wet, I start to finger fuck you hard and fast grazing over your g-spot with every stroke. Your body reacts instantly and you feel a blinding light start to explode in your head as you rush into your orgasm and lose all sense of reality, only pleasure exists. You’re going crazy on my cock trying to channel away some of the intensity as I feel your body shake when you cum and your juices coating my fingers it starts me off too. “Fuck yes, cum babe, suck me, I want to cum with you” I moan as I push my hips up to meet your mouth feeling the first spurts of cum leave my throbbing cock. You suck on it greedily as I continue to empty my hot load into your sexy mouth still cumming yourself as my finger keeps you going. It feels like almost hours that we stay in this moment but eventually collapse against each other drifting in complete ecstacy.

After floating on our wave of satisfaction and relxed feeling that follows for a few minutes we decide we’ve pushed our luck far enough and it’s time to head back to the room.

“So how do you feel about saunas now?” I ask smiling as we adjust ourselves and get ready to leave.

“Mmmmm” you say sexily sucking your finger, “I think you may have just convinced me!”

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Ok, see you soon, I typed.

My anxiety grew more and more as I clicked close in the small window. I have only been talking to him for 2 weeks, but I had to meet him. The phone rang. “Hello?”

“Caroline?”

It was Mike. “Hi,” I didn’t know what else to say. I was excited and nervous all at the same time.

“Hi.” His voice was sweet and sexy, calm yet cool.

“So, are you nervous at all?” “I mean I never met you before and now I am coming over at 9pm on a Thursday night.” He giggled nervously on the other end.

“I am a little but I want to see you.”

We have been talking online erotically for 2 weeks; I couldn’t wait any longer.

“I am pulling up to your house right now I bursa escort will see you in a few.”

My heart was pumping now. Did I look ok did I smell good? Jesus Christ! “Hey, how are ya?” His eyes and his smile were amazing.

We had been talking now for a while. I didn’t have much more to say to him. His eyes glistened in the moonlight his body so nervous. I wanted to just grab him and corrupt his pure mind. “Its so nice out tonight.” He put his hands in his pockets of his jeans as though trying to stop himself from doing anything he might regret.

“It really is nice.” I replied. I looked at him and as he turned his head I grabbed him, I couldn’t believe what I was doing. His lips felt so perfect on mine. Two bursa escort bayan minuets felt like 2 hours I didn’t want to let go of him. His had rose and placed upon my cheek, caressing me as though we had been in love for years.

Shirts, followed by pants laid on the floor making a trail to the bedroom where he gently laid me back, kissing my neck on the way down. I moaned with ecstasy I haven’t been with a man for a long time. I felt his hard cock poking my pelvic bone awaiting. Kissing him was so erotic on its own I could do it for hours, but I also wanted to feel how he was inside. With out hesitation I pulled off my white thongs that had been rubbing me there all night. I was excited.

“Oh my god, you escort bursa feel so wonderful.” His cock was fully inside my wet throbbing pussy.

I wanted this so bad.

Sweat was beading up on our bodies as I sat on top. Leaning over I kissed him passionately. Then I licked his neck to his chin. He grasped my breasts with both his hands and pulled me down once again to suck each nipple. The sex was nothing like I had ever had. “You are so incredibly gorgeous.” His smile was honest and true.

“So are you.”

The anticipation the excitement he would cause each session online. The occasional talk on the telephone. Teasing each other, so much that I would have to use my vibrator after each time. Our bodies loved being with one another. It was like god made it to be that way.

His moans and his hands were like magic wands, knowing exactly what to do; to make me climax. Screams of orgasms ripped through my apartment.

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