A Live Show Story

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A Live Show StoryA Live Show StoryBy: Londebaaz ChohanTo the best of my belief; Mike was the only person who knew about me, being a gay top because we had a lot of sex sessions when we were in the High School. Now I was visiting home after about a year for the fall break in the college. Mike had quit studies after High School and was running a very successful bike shop in the town. It was not necessary but I think he had a motive when he told me that he had found a very loving Indian guy as his boyfriend; named Arjun, who was born and raised in Sweden and now living here for the last 4 years. Mike told me that Arjun owned and operated a bar in the downtown area; plus, he had some share in the Gym, next door. Mike said that he had told his parents; so he was now semi out of closet and he had moved in with Arjun as his sex toy, in one of the luxury townhouse at a very Ritzy complex on Columbus Place. Mike gave me his number and asked me to call him sometime when I had some time to kill and we 2 could go sit in Arjun’s bar for some drinks and reminiscing the old memories and sharing the new endeavors. “As a matter of fact, if you are not busy; come join me today here at my business and we can drive to Arjun’s bar at around 8:00 PM”, he said with a confirm invitation. I had nothing special lined up for the night; so I told him that I shall see him around 7:30 PM at his bike shop.To be honest; I was a bit saddened deep down because, I do not know why I was so sure to have at least some of those one on one sex meets with Mike and now he had told me that he belonged to someone else or did he really; I was not sure. Why the hell he would like to share the information about his present sex life and his boyfriend with me. He did mention of being Arjun’s boy toy and now what was left to tell me about his new endeavors; that he was inviting me to sit with him in the bar over drinks. The situation was very intriguing, rather it was compulsive and I decided not to disappoint him. By the time I reached home; I had a huge hard on, thinking of some nasty plans in my own mind. I looked at the watch to see exactly 4:50 PM, meaning I had 2 ½ hours at my disposal to be ready and reach Mike. I just relaxed for a bit and then took my time in the bathroom to be ready as if I was going to be the groom later in the evening. I used a new safety to shave my pubes and also removing the hair from my damn nice looking balls; shaved and showered to make sure; I smelled good and fresh. The conversation at the bar karşıyaka escort was quite light and open. I told him about my few catches at the college during the last year but nothing special other than mostly satisfying myself with my hand and rarely trying to suck myself off as I had grown another inch or more of my penis. Mike laughed and commented that he would not mind to see me do that or better yet give me a chance to go in him with the new longer cock of mine. He spoke about Arjun; his new boyfriend, who was not in the bar and Mike said, he was getting some work done at his place and was gone home to discuss it with the designing people. He said; Arjun was much taller at 6 feet for being an Indian but it must be due to his Swedish father; he thought. He said, Arjun was more like a bi but since they were together; Arjun and him, had been having a very sexy and a very satisfying relationship, because it was hardly any night if we missed out on having sex for once at least and often more than once and Arjun was a taker to say the least and was extremely fervent; once his clothes came off. I was having a super erection hearing all this. Mike also told me that he had spoken with Arjun about me and he said Arjun was anxious to meet with me. Arjun came in after a while and I was surely surprised by his looks. He was not only tall for an Indian guy but also very fair colored, almost blue eyes and very handsome to say the least. I think his light blond hair was another of his father’s trade mark. After a while; as the crowd at the bar started thinning; Arjun suggested that we better go home and have some drinks, relax and also decide what should be ordered for the dinner. Mike took my consent and we left after Arjun told his manager to take over for the evening. Back at their place we were talking, taunting and having a few drinks while I noticed; they behaved very much like boyfriends, I mean kissing, holding hands and stuff. Arjun did ask me if it bothered me at all and we all giggled when I told them that I had seen guys doing that since I was in High School.Naturally, as we nibbled on Pizza, as they sat on the sofa across from me on the chair; the conversation turned to the sex and the likes and dislikes of each. I confessed my love for the speedos, enjoying the voyeurism and showing off my package. Mike talked about him being a more and more of an exhibitionist and Arjun agreed with him as they told about the places, they very nearly got caught, getting buca escort an extreme thrill out of it. Arjun told me that he was glad to see my tolerant voyeurism as they kissed and with that Mike leaned over and started kissing Arjun while Arjun kept moving his hand from Mike’s knee to his crotch and rubbed there. Now I was surely enjoying to see 2 hot guys going at it without any dithering and in less than 5 minutes; I had a rock solid erection in the black speedos jock in my jeans. Soon, Mike was straddling Arjun with a hot view of Mike’s bubbly ass cheeks in Arjun’s hands and being kneaded. Seeing much of an empty space at sofa; I got up from the chair, dropped my jeans down and moved over to the sofa but suddenly they both stopped kissing, telling me that they were totally monogamous and working hard to build a relationship and gaining each other’s trust. It was quite awkward for me but they both looked at each other, nodded as they both spoke saying that they won’t mind if I sat there and watched them but nothing more.Now they were both stuck to each other and after some more kissing they both undid their jeans and Arjun’s hands moved at much more than Mike’s ass only. As I had already removed my jeans; I was sure, they would have no objection if I removed my jocks as well to let my hard extension to breath far more easy than struggling to stay fit in the confinement because the speedos was lifting my big balls up, leaving very little room for the erect shaft. Plus, the swollen cock head was also fighting to come out of the foreskin; leaving me no choice but to undo the drawstring and pull the top of the speedo down under my bull balls.As I looked now, Arjun pulled Mike’s jeans to his knees and now Mike had to stand up to remove it completely and he looked at me; sitting while holding my cock in my hand. It was an awesome show to watch as Arjun removed Mike’s shirt and underwear and Mike removing all of the Arjun’s clothes to fall on the floor and both being naked in front of me. Quickly again they took position on the sofa but now Arjun was straddling Mike. I had the best seat in the house to view Arjun’s smooth ass and backside of his equally smooth and gorgeous balls. After playing for less than 5 minutes; Arjun asked me to hand him the lube and the condom from the drawer near where I was sitting. I was very happy to do that because; I needed to change the position I was sitting in and had to release my grip on my serpent; putting extra pressure to izmir escort bayan push me getting closer to the orgasm very rapidly. I swear; I have never seen anything as erotic as what happened next. Arjun put the condom on his hard meat muscle and Mike lubed it up properly for me to watch them fucking right in front of my eyes from the best seat in the house. By the speed, in which Mike sat on Arjun’s cock and they started their motors; it was obvious to figure out that they had practiced it a lot. Soon, Arjun was pounding in the Mike’s ass from under and also pulled Mike’s ass cheeks to give me the best view ever. Seeing a live fucking show brought me close to my orgasm but I had to stop because I did not want to cum so quick. I only took my balls from the base in my grip and started playing with it for the next couple of minutes. Surprisingly, Mike turned and looked at me and asked, if I wanted to cum with them as they were both getting very close to shooting in couple of minutes. Once again I started stroking my cock but with renewed effort of course. It did not take long but Mike was first to cum while he was fucked very hard. I could clearly see Mike’s ass cheeks tighten and pulse rapidly to squirt his juices over the Arjun’s chest. That was enough of the urging for me and I started shooting hard all over myself. I definitely had at least a week’s load to spill and since I was in a sitting position; most of it went all over my hand and into my speedos. It was almost then that Arjun began growling and roaring much louder as he started to shoot in Mike’s ass to fill him up with clear flexing and relaxation of his groin muscles and with forced tremors of his thighs. This was really very intense.Honestly it was more like watching a porn but live because soon there was nothing new or worth watching anymore and so I packed myself back in my speedos and pulled up my jeans to leave them as they gelled with each other in tight hug and kissing each other.As I reached home; I could feel my thick sperm down the inside of my legs making me extremely turned on with the memory of what I had just enjoyed watching; making me strip my jeans and cum once again in my already sperm soaked speedo jock. Before sleeping; I made sure to have a long warm shower to clean up all the mess I made on myself. I am extremely glad to report that soon as I came out of the bathroom; I got a thank you message from Mike and Arjun for being a good sport and also asking my program for the next Tuesday and inviting me once again for the evening. It surely sounded that they liked my company and enjoyed what we did together. I was also ready for a repeat of the show and hopeful to have a threesome with them. The End. Your comments are very much appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan. March 2, 2019

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Jessica, Julie et Vicky (Chapitre 1)

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Jessica, Julie et Vicky (Chapitre 1)Je m’appelle Vicky, j’ai 20 ans (bientôt 21) et j’habite à Los Angeles. Je mesure 1m 70, j’ai des yeux bleus, je suis brune, rousse, blonde, ça dépend de mon humeur. Mes seins ne sont pas très gros et mes fesses pas énormes. J’ai de longues jambes et un corps plutôt svelte.Il est 14h30, lors d’une journée ensoleillée, lorsque j’arrive chez mon amie Jessica. Elle mesure 1m72, est brune et elle a de magnifiques yeux marrons. Elle a une belle poitrine et un cul d’enfer ! Bref, j’arrive devant chez elle et je frappe à la porte. Pas de réponse. Je refrappe, toujours pas de réponse. Je blanche et la porte s’ouvre. J’entre, appelle Jessica mais pas de réponse. J’entends des bruits à l’étage. Je referme la porte et décide de monter doucement les marches. Arrivé à l’étage, je vois une porte entre ouverte. Je jette un oeil et aperçois Jessica en train de karşıyaka escort baiser avec une autre femme. Elle est blonde, assez grande, des yeux marrons, une petite poitrine comme moi et un joli cul rondouillet. Le fait de voir mon amie baiser une femme m’excite horriblement. Je n’avais jamais su qu’elle aimait les femmes. Inconsciemment, je descends ma main dans ma culotte et je commence à me masturber. Ma chatte est déjà toute trempée. Elle commence un 69 et j’émets un gémissement. Elles s’arrêtent et Jessica demande si il y a quelqu’un. J’hésite quelques instants puis je rentre dans la chambre. Jessica, surprise de ma présence, s’empare immédiatement d’un oreiller pour cacher un partie de son corps. L’autre femme s’est quant à elle enveloppée dans la couverture. Jessica me demande alors :- “Vicky, bordel, qu’est-ce que tu fous là ?!- On avait rendez-vous buca escort pour aller à la plage.- Merde j’avais oublié. Je suis désolée ! – C’est pas grave, mais… c’est qui l’autre fille ?- Ah oui, je te présente Julie ma soeur. Julie, c’est Vicky, ma meilleure amie.”C’est alors qu’elle se lève pour me faire la bise et elle me glisse à l’oreille : -“T’es magnifiques et trop bonne, je suis sûre t’es une chaudasse !”Elle repart en m’adressant un clin d’oeil en direction de la douche. Jessica se rhabille puis nous descendons toute les deux dans le salon. Elle me propose un verre de vin, j’accepte volontiers puis nous commençons à discuter. Je lui demande :- “Depuis quand tu aimes les filles ? Tu ne me l’avais jamais dit.- Je savais pas, c’est Julie, elle est arrivée comme ça, elle a commencé à m’embrasser. Au début j’ai resisté et après je me suis laissée izmir escort bayan aller.- T’avais l’air bien partie en tout cas !- M’en parle pas !”Nous continuons de parler, de tout et de rien lorsque soudain, je sens la main de Jessica me caresser doucement la cuisse. Je la laisse faire pensant qu’elle va arrêter. Mais ses caresses s’intensifient de plus en plus. Nos regards se croisent puis, en une fraction de seconde, elle colle ses lèvres aux miennes. Surprise, je ne réagis pas puis, au bout de quelques secondes, je lui rends son baiser, aussi doux que sensuelle. Alors que mes mains s’enlacent autour de son visage, je sens les siennes monter au niveau de ma poitrine. Elle les caresse puis elle retire mon débardeur. N’ayant pas mis de soutien-gorge, je me retrouve devant elle, les seins à l’air. À mon grand regret, nos lèvres se séparent mais sa bouche vient mordiller et lécher mon téton. Je me sens tellement bien, lorsque tout à coup, Julie arrive et reste plantée devant nous encore mouillée est en peignoir. Je ne sais plus quoi faire. Je regarde Jessica, qui a l’air tout aussi perdue que moi. C’est alors que Julie s’installe entre nous deux…

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Yesterday was Heavenly

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Yesterday was HeavenlyJules leaves for the office at 7 and I stay up, full of energy. It’ll be a day with Ross and that always is lots of fun. Ross and I start the day not much later, just when he parks his Mercedes cabrio on my drive the eggs and coffee are ready and we sit outside in the pale morning sun, planning the morning.At around eleven all is done and even though he has paint in his hair Ross drives to Pixies, the erotic massage centre. He’s been going on about the two new employees there all morning and has booked us a four hands massage with them, Emily and Amelie, 19 year old ebony twin sisters.On the way we buy three bottles of champagne, a huge bunch of pink roses and some nose candy for the girls and a good cognac for the owner, Joe.Of course we’re being received like emperors at Pixies, where normal practice would be to meet the girls one by one and then tell who is wanted for joining, we now sit with all eleven girls, they drink champagne and Ross with his cheeky mouth is the middle of the party. He like usual is bragging about the size of his cock, a very pale blonde gets tempted to unzip and release, however, it’s hard in the leg of his pants, so still is hidden.Joe and I arrange for the twins, a North African beauty called Layla, the reddish blonde chubby Laura and Ali, a former neighbour of mine, who actually got her job through me. While the situation with Ross and his hidden supertarzan causes more and more hilarity I summon him to get dressed again and of all seven of us go, to the biggest room. Ali knows my sense for fun and all has the girls line up on the stairs, their butts to us with the panties between the buttocks and as we walk up I kiss each cheek gently and Ross of course pushes in his entire face.In the room we powder our noses and Ross leaves the twins and myself behind on the settee and goes hot tubbing with the other three girls. Emily and Amelie dance a kind of half asleep dance, very slow and mellow, moving hands on butts, lazy long kisses, the fully identical girls appear a bit tipsy. Ali is back from the bubbles already knows me well enough to understand that my sense for excitement is slightly eroded, I need more stimuli, she asks me to dry her all natural body with a towel. The girl is a pure joy, deep dark eyes, when wet her curly hair reaches the hips, the bright aura of a really kind person, the slightly hoarse voice with the Afghan accent, full lips. Characteristics generally perceived as not very wanted such as the bubbly former baby belly with treasure trail, the saggy small boobs, the thin moustache and the overly hairiness of her thighs and calves to me only contribute to her sexiness. Ali’s butt is truly exceptional, slightly bend from behind, standing with elbows on knees, showing this huge delight of long dark curly hair covering those fat pussy lips is an all time best mind candy of mine.I let her long curls drip, just gently wipe her face and move the towel towards her girlfur, her best selling point, as she calls it herself. It’s so thick that the skin below doesn’t show, now that it’s wet it does, clustering in picks, with pearly drops on the tops. I sit down while she still stands there, 4,5 feet tall. I move my index down her navel, following the hair trail leading to the bonus triangle she owns, the base down one, stacked on top of her royal regular bush. Her little hands remove my hearing aids and then cover my ears and are a huge turn on, it’s making me feel intimate with her.Emily and Amelie are being told to prepare the big bed and while I touch Ali everywhere she puts on lotion, I briefly touch the meaty full labia of hers but she steps back, Ali doesn’t unwrap all gifts at once.She unwraps me now and when I’m only in boxers we get up and go for a look at Ross and company, well, in that big room we just sit down in one armchair together and watch how the two chubby girls work Ross’ torso and sometimes let a big dark or pale boob rest on his massive still semi hard dick, two big firm butts from show behind and I notice that also Ali likes this scene a lot. She massages my cock with her tiny hand and allows me to rub the lotion a bit better into her buttocks. Kissing is not included usually but this little b**st bites my lip firmly, laughs when a few red drops show and licks it away with her soft tongue.She guides me onwards to the bathtub, pulls down my boxer, revealing my swinging cock, I have to take place in tub on all fours, she says. Warm water on my back, butt, legs, belly, head. Small hands on my buttocks, lots of soap, fingers on my butthole, down my sack, my dick, two hands on my lower belly, fingernails into karşıyaka escort my chest. When it just starts to get really nice it stops, a towel in her hands dries me and hand in hand we move onto the other bedroom.Ali puts a pillow underneath my head and damn, in the mirroring ceiling I see the black twins at my feet, while Ali now sits over me, in opposite direction. I don’t know what to look at, the ebony beauties at my feet, the one petting the other’s hairy crotch, the other pleasing her copy’s fully shaven lower abdomen, or the hams for buttocks moving towards my mouth. Her hair tickles on my face and I use my hands to open up her lips. When going butthole to clit I cannot help to swallow half way, a mouth full of pussy juice. Ali’s clit measures some three centimetres when excited, I suck it like a little dick. I have full lips and girls like to feel that fullness around their lips and clit, or tongue. She shivers and her hand holds my dick even tighter.I decide to suck her butthole because I nearly drown for her juices and besides, only from that position I can see the twins in full armour. It’s a lot of thick hair there as well, I push in my tongue, get immediate recognition: Ali sucks a vacuum on my head. I hold her neck, making no pressure, just caressing her. My cock isn’t even half the size of Ross’s, which has the length of his foot, still everything but tiny though and when the Emily starts fingering Ali’s clit and Amelie plays with my asshole, my entire dick disappears into Ali’s throat. Emily and l both shove a finger into Ali’s pussy and while Ali still keeps my full length inside her moaning so close to my dick becomes more and more intense, I manage to edge a bit longer, but then Ali comes and drowns my face in her transparent fluids and of course for me the bells ring too, there so far on the way to her esophagus and we simultaneously have this ‘almost to puke’ coughing attack, leaving us laughing our asses off. We untie the Gordian knot of those two white and two ebony bodies and kiss each other, it’s nice to see the twins kiss. Let’s go, Ali says.All is timed perfectly, Ross and his two girls arrive at the showers, I see that also he’s gotten some extras, the poor Layla can hardly walk – I recognise a girl that Ross has been intimate with from three miles, believe me. He simply is huge – built like a rugby player, with an 11 inch fat cock. We all drink champagne, get dressed, we leave 800 euros for the two hours, a last kiss to neighbour Ali and off we go. Ross in the car says that he got blue balls cause due to the snow he couldn’t come, beside the Northern African girl was way too tight. I suggest we go and see Danielle, a part time working single mum, Ross is fine and D writes that all is fine as long as we bring sushi. We have some white wine while waiting for the food and order two bottles to go and we head for Danielle’s. As we have the first drink she seems nervous, when having filled the nose she undresses Ross, just to look at him. His dick looks tired and still half erect, Danielle eats her sushi and babbles on, I move a bit closer towards her and put a hand on her thigh. Another Californian roll goes in and while Ross and I drink a bit more, Danielle tells Ross to masturbate in front of us please. Ross goes by the nickname of LBJ: he loves playing with himself while others watch, I’ve seen him do it hundreds of times before.Danielle gets red cheeks and says that she wants to hit the shower and that we are to wait in her bedroom.We lie there undressed again, my best friend a I and her the toilet flush (she must have been taking a dump, I hope she showers after this, Ross giggles) and indeed we hear her shower. Singing at first, missing out more and more words, we know that she plays with herself, prejoy is double joy.She’s nude, her wide hips, her bald pussy, these swollen lips, kissing at the full and pink fat camel toe of hers in the sunlight through her bedroom window, the small firm breast with the pink cherries. She kneels forward on her elbows and her hand pushes my hip against Ross’. I’m fully erect and am tiny against this salami that is part of my friend, I’m half up his shaft and our heads meet at the top, also his is double as thick, at least. Danielle we picked up in 2017, ended up drunk in bed where Ross spoilt her anally, I was too drunk to perform though and yeah, it’s become a routine, straightforward fucking ms D.She sucks on both our cocks, starting with mine, taking it all the way in, and then his and then both. She slippery wet, I feel, all that fingering in the showers. With D it all makes noise, buca escort saliva is everywhere, mascara teardrops snot precum: as if it were her last day on earth, neighbours banging on the wall every time again. Ross pumps her in the butt while I have her pussy but she asks him to stop, too sensitive, went in too roughly. He doesn’t mind mine being in her pussy and ups, both are in, I count to twenty and we all three come, this is the good thing with D, she likes it simply and easy and can take quite a bit and knows how to come.She likes to play now that she has an audience and uses two fingers of each of her hands to open her pussy really wide and play with all that cum that she pushes out, her inner thighs are covered, her mound… I notice that it’s 2:30 and we are to meet my twin sis Jules in the sauna at three o’clock. Ross and I convince the redhead to not clean anything up, put on a summer dress only and join us. In the car she leaks seamen on Ross’ leather seats and we all three just have fun about it. We take a sniff as we arrive and see my twin sis Jules showing up just when we’re done. The girls get acquainted and we go to the dressing room.Opposite to our lockers a club of teenies changes clothes, they get very quiet when D removes the dress and stands there fully nude with a that sperm over her, just one and a half meters away from them. I see my sis chuckle, she has a good nose, knows D by reputation and understands without a word what Ross and I have been up to today. She herself undresses slowly, allowing us and the teen girls to be impressed by her beautiful lace underwear and amazing curves. The big golden triangle, the large always looking erect nipples.D goes to the toilet, I see my sis Jules follow her and know what she’s up to. A major thrill for her is to touch the still swollen and dirty pussy of a woman who just had sex. To push in two fingers or more and dip her full fingers in the cum dressing. To feel the tired tension in the pink. Indeed, I see them walking back out and Jules brings her thumb, index and middle finger to her nose, still enjoying the slimy substance they’re covered with. We shower and take place on the impressive lawn, Jules is good for conversation, entertains all three of us. The girls sun-cream each other, a delight to watch, Jules being thorough on the bottom section of D, spreading it really wide, so the asshole blinks at us. D has tiny hands, my sis is a tall athletic woman, to see the chubby girl massage the beautiful muscles of my twin while putting cream on her skin and seeing that my twin has a semi swollen boxy under that crown of golden pubic hair is very stimulating. So are the teens lying down very near to us, obviously hoping for a glance of mister Wondermember. Ross doesn’t have to be told twice and while he directs Jules’ hand just above of his base, we see the five girls in the second half of their teens sitting cross-legged towards us, watching my friend’s thick long cock extend as if it were a large pony’s, seeing the vanes getting thicker, the drop of precum, perhaps also feeling my stare at their pussy’s, you know that I’m a pussy man, to see five young and unbarbered prototypes of hot so nearby to me made me become very excited. One of them approaches, introducing herself as Lucy, making me a compliment for the interesting lessons, back then – it rings bells, I used to be lector to a much younger version of this girl, still I only is three years ago and she’s from the year 2004, I recall. My eyes are drawn to the dark brown bird nests under her arm, when she uses her one hand as a sunscreen. Round firm white boobs, huge nipples, tits under development still, Jules would say later. My eyes now rest on her hips, being on my eye height, revealing a completely untouched bikini line, thick dark brown hair, long, when seeing it from the side. I cannot understand a word the girl says, excuse myself for my deafness, it’s distraction though, I don’t pay attention at all. Well, the girl says, one of us collapsed earlier on, she is slightly better now, but could you please escort the girl and myself home? She won’t be fit enough to travel by bus later on. And her Muslim parents will be very angry. Aicha waits in the cantine now.Jules knows my background in helping those with a poor social start in life and insists that I should escort the girls away. I shower with a short, hourglass resembling girl, with a very large chest, a big belly and even fuller pubes than my former pupil Lucy and feel that today simply is one of those days on which it will all work out and all be fine. I pretend not to notice my half stiff izmir escort bayan dick and the girls are too busy helping the sick one, they don’t pay attention. Not until Aicha nearly faints again, I have to step in and the big saggy boob touches my dick, Lucy has to giggle about that and that is that. Aicha is too weak to stand up and dress, I quickly put on a boxer and dress the teen, work her full thighs open to be able to put on her panties in that way, seeing all that hair down there in close up.Lucy is in underwear now and takes over, she struggles with the bra though, isn’t easy on such a big girl. I see that Lucy’s bush isn’t fully covered by her comedy character covered panties, lovely when lips shine through or hair makes a little pillow in underwear.Aicha drinks a coke and feels easier, she isn’t used to sauna, she says.The girls ask if we can go to my place, as arriving home early will arise suspicion. Difficult in my position as a former pedagogue but okay, they’re only 29 years together so I intend to be the perfect gentleman. Offer the girls tea as we arrive, arranging pillows so Aicha can lie on my sofa comfortably, preparing sandwiches.Aichi visibly gets fitter and realises that she has not put on her own clothes before. In dismay she asks By the beard of the prophet, showing myself in the nude in the sauna already is a sin, but how did I get dressed afterwards, who helped my into my panties? I say that it was me, that I acted professionally out of my background as a teacher and that my integrity is self speaking. She girl cried wildly for a short moment and then all turned around: James, you’ve seen me. Let me see you.This pious girl, having shocked herself enormously today, was asking for me to drop my pants and show her my dick. I forget the age issue and don’t even have to ask her: Lucy unties my belt, pulls my pants down, handling my willy with her hand. Sack, dick, head, butt, she explains to her friend.I get hard immediately, try to push her hand away though, don’t want to involve, stick to my principles. Easier said than done, Aicha flips her dress unto her belly and pushes her nickers onto her thighs, Lucy opens the curtain, so the sunlight falls on it and I’m sold.Sucking those two untouched pussies was paradise, even though in the case of Lucy I’m not sure if untouched would be an accurate term. Sucking is good for opening gender borders, for those hesitant of bisexuality having oral sex with the own gender often is a good and easy start. So for these girls, seeing them lick and finger their own and each others pussies is awesome.They came easily but didn’t last long: first time licked pussies are very tender. I came over Aicha’s tits while Lucy jerked me off. So lovely. Dropped them off home after having a shower with them. Another shower.They arrive home on time, dropped off one block further, to avoid tongues. I decide to simply enjoy now and not mind my cell phone for a while. An early dinner at the market square. Just on my own. Just having a brandy with coffee to finish when Esmeralda shows up, a colleague of Jules. From Scotland she speaks with a sexy accent and I very warmly accepted her invitation to join her to the cinema, some romantic movie with only girls in the room, her Nigerian colleague Ije sitting on the one side of me and she on the other. A very dark movie, nightscenes, a hand in my lap, I think it’s Esmeralda’s but when touching her loins she closes her legs. Ije on my left giggles softly. She opens my zip and there it lies, my pink dick in her dark closed hand. Now Esmeralda puts her hand over it, as to cover it from eyes around us, however, the palm of my hand touches my head. Finally the movie is over, just when I want to say ‘my place?’ Jules calls and simply says Come over to my place. The girls follow, glad to see their colleague Jules’ home, probably not expect her spread legged on a settee with two fingers in her pussy though. Ross is there and tears off their clothes, immediately the atmosphere is good, his huge cock does miracles, Esmeralda takes it sackdeep, Jules though notices that I’m kind of lost in the situation, am empty for sex and she gestures that I have to sit at her head. Her head on my thigh now, I see other people having sex, there’s also a nicely built bisexual guy doing all kinds of things to all possible body cavities of the others, my twin fingers herself while her mouth sucks up my semi flaccid dick. She’s keeps going, moving her lips down the full base, milking me with her mouth. I feel the vibrations on my dick of her moans, see the speed of her fingers increase in her pussy and on her clit and shoot a very last shot of the day into Jules.While all still fuck and enjoy I am in bed, dictate all this to my voice recorder and will write it out on Monday. For now my dick hurts and I want to sleep, at least those few hours that Jules lets me with her early morning lovemakings…

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Tante NathalieBonjour à tous, je me présente Alex j’ai 25 ans, je viens de finir mes études et j’ai trouver un emploi dans une société. Je vis encore chez ma mère en région parisienne.Mi juillet j’ai été témoin d’une scène qui m’a profondément surpris.C’est le mois d’août, je suis en vacances dans la haute vienne chez ma tante Nathalie (que j’appel Tathalie depuis tout petit) qui est la petite soeur de maman (52 ans), elle se ressemblent beaucoup physiquement : 1m57, châtaine au cheveux mi- long avec un effet décoiffé et une poitrine plutôt généreuse pour sa taille.Tathalie vit dans une maison dans un petit village de haute vienne.Nous sommes le mardi 23 août 2016, Je suis seul chez ma tante car elle est au travail, elle fait du service a la personne (elle fait les courses pour les petits vieux, les véhicule, leur apporte une compagnie) ce métier lui correspond bien car c’est une femme très attentionnée. Aujourd’hui il fait chaud (36°C) heureusement pour moi ma tante a une piscine sur son terrain. J’attends qu’il soit aux alentours de 15H30 avant d’y aller; je vais mettre mon maillot de bain et me rend à la piscine, l’eau est fraiche et cela fait un bien fou. Je suis tranquille sur un matelas gonflable, de temps en temps je vais sous l’eau pour me rafraîchir. Ma tante rentre du boulot : _ Coucou Alex, tu vas bien? Tu profites bien de la piscine?_ Oui Tathalie, l’eau est excellent._ Je me change et je te rejoins._ Pas de problème.Tathalie rentre à la maison; après quelques minutes elle réapparait dans le jardin. Elle est magnifique elle porte un très jolie maillot de bain orange deux pièces qui dessine magnifiquement les courbes de son corps (elle n’a pas avoir de complexe par rapport aux filles de mon âge) mettant bien en valeur sa poitrine ainsi que ses petites fesses; voir Tathalie ainsi me rend pas insensible. Elle se rend dans la petite cabane du jardin et ressort avec un ballon :_ Alex ça te dit de jouer au ballon ?_ Oui ça va être sympa._ Ok me voilà.Tathalie me jette le ballon et saute directement dans l’eau._ ça fait du bien après une bonne journée de travail._ C’est clair._ Alex on fait un petit volley?_ Oui mais on n’a pas de filet !_ Pas la peine celui qui ne récupère pas la balle avant qu’elle touche l’eau donne un point à l’adversaire._ Ok, tu es prête ?_ Pour t’écraser oui.On se met donc a jouer et c’est vrai qu’elle joue pour m’écraser, elle me fait bien bouger et vrai compétitrice. Mais c’est un peu de la triche car chaque fois qu’elle me renvoi le ballon je suis attiré par le mouvement de sa poitrine qui saute. Nous sommes a la fin karşıyaka escort de la partie ou j’ai été complètement ridiculiser (20-9) quand je décide pour ce point d’envoyer la balle bien plus haut que d’habitude, mais c’était sans compter sur l’envie de Tathalie de triompher de ce match qui bondi hors de l’eau pour smasher le ballon et a ce moment la son sein droit fait son apparition :_ Oooops_ Tathalie si tu veux tu peux retirer le haut, je ne serai pas gêné._ Oooh Alex, tu es coquin comme certains de mes petits vieux._ Non, non c’est juste afin que tu sois à l’aise.Alors qu’elle réajuste son haut je me rapproche d’elle._ Comme ça tu as des petits vieux qui sont coquin?_ Oui._ Raconte s’il te plait._ Non_ S’il te plait Tathalie je suis plus un enfant._ Aller ok c’est d’accord.Tathalie se met a me raconté plusieurs histoires qui lui sont arrivées, le petit papy qui lui met les mains aux fesses, celui qui veut voir sa culotte, celui qui lui fait la cour… Elle me raconte une dizaine de petites anecdotes toutes assez amusantes._ Tu n’as jamais rien fait avec un petit vieux?_ ça ne te regarde pas Alex (me dit elle sur un ton violent)._ Désolé Tathalie mais c’est la vie et vu ta réaction il y a du y avoir quelque chose._ Oui tu as raison il c’est passé quelque chose il y a un peu plus de trois ans.Elle raconte ce qui c’est passé, c’était avec un monsieur de 75 ans qui était veuf depuis plusieurs années pour qui elle fait les courses, un jour pour la remercier il l’invite au restaurant et ce rendez-vous fini au lit. Tathalie m’explique que sur le moment elle avait apprécier car cela faisant un certains bout de temps qu’elle n’avait pas été touchée mais qu’après elle avait des remords d’avoir pris du plaisir avec un vieux monsieur.Toutes ses histoires mon bien excité je m’approche encore un peu plus près d’elle et je l’embrasse, elle me repose immédiatement et me gifle (je la sens passée)._ ALEX qu’est ce qui te prend t’es dingue ou quoi?_ Euh euh …. (Je me tiens la joue car elle ne m’a pas loupée)._ Je suis ta Tante, J’ai le double de ton âge tu t’en rends compte?_ Et al..Alors je t’aime, tu es extrêmement séduisante et nous sommes tout deux seuls._ Tu as du chopper une insolation._ Non c’est juste que je suis seul en manque de contact humain et en présence d’une très belle femme._ Mais je suis ta tante._ Tu es une femme avant tout Tathalie, avec des envies. Et l’amour c’est prendre du plaisir avec des gens qu’on aime ce qui est mon cas.Tathalie sort de la piscine et rentre à la maison. Après plusieurs minutes Tathalie buca escort m’appelle pour passer à table. Le diner est silencieux nous nous parlons pas seul la télé est la pour briser ce silence. Une fois le diner fini j’aide Tathalie a débarrasser puis je vais m’assoir dans le canapé afin de regarder « En Famille », elle me rejoint quelque instant plus tard et s’assoie a mes cotés. Toujours vêtue de son maillot de bain j’ai une vue parfaite sur ses jambes qu’elle a croisée. Je tente a nouveau une approche en passant ma main sur son genoux; elle ne réagi pas je fais glisser ma main sur sa cuisse. J’approche ma tête de la sienne et je l’embrasse toujours aucune réaction._ Tathalie ?_ Je réfléchie a ce que tu m’as dit tout à l’heure._ Sur quoi?_ Sur l’amour, et je me rends compte que tu as peut être raison. Je dépose un baiser sur ses lèvres, puis je me recul. Tathalie fait de même mes me dépose plusieurs baiser jusqu’à ce qu’on s’embrasse vraiment. ça commence a devenir intense je suis déjà bien excité. Puis après cette longue embrassade, Tathalie se lève et éteint la télé :_ Mais la télé ?_ Il n’y a rien ce soir d’intéressant a moins que tu aimes « Joséphine »?_ Non.Elle me tend alors sa main, je lui saisi et me lève également du canapé; on se dirige vers l’escalier qui mène a sa chambre. Elle passe devant, je vois ses jolies fesses devant moi ça me donne encore plus envie, mon maillot de bain se raidi aussitôt. On est maintenant dans sa chambre, Tathalie se retourne :_ Ah oui quand même, je te fais vraiment de l’effet._ Oooh que oui tu es si ravissante.Tathalie me pousse sur son lit afin que je m’assois, elle se dandine devant moi c’est plutôt amusant et elle commence a retirer son haut laissant enfin ses seins a l’air libre, ils sont encore bien ferme pour une femme de son âge; et ses tétons sont bien dur et pointent en ma direction. Elle met alors ses mains sur l’élastique de son bas de maillot de bain et le fait tomber à ses pieds à une vitesse hallucinante. Je vois pour la première fois ma Tathalie entièrement nu et c’est un pur moment de bonheur, son minou est parfaitement entretenu pour une femme qui ne voit personne elle se sait une petite taille mode ticket de métro. Je suis dans tous mes états, je retire à mon tour mon maillot laissant enfin mon pénis se libérer de ce bout de tissu qui le comprimait. Je me lève afin de saisir Tathalie par les fesses et la faire tomber sur le lit avec moi._ Waooo tu es pleine de fougue AlexOn s’embrase langoureusement mes mains se balade sur tout son corps puis je fini par m’arrêter au izmir escort bayan niveau de son petit minou que je commence a caresser. Je nous fais basculer afin qu’elle se retrouve allonger sur le lit afin d’être plus a l’aise pour la stimuler; je commence par insérer un doigt, puis deux puis un troisième j’effectue de petit va et vient j’y vais tout doucement mais cela la fait déjà bien mouiller et commence a la stimuler elle a avoir du mal a m’embrasser je comprend qu’elle est aussi exciter que moi._ Tathalie a tu des capotes?_ Je ne sais pas, regardes dans la table de nuit?Je me précipite sur le tiroir de la table de nuit, mais je ne vois rien; je le fouille et fini par en trouver un (je suis soulager a un point vous ne pouvez même pas imaginer)._ C’est le seul.Je retire alors l’emballage et je me met le préservatif sur le pénis, Tathalie me saisie le pénis a pleine pour la toute première fois et effectue quelque mouvement de va et vient pour vérifier que le préservatif est bien mis. On s’embrase a nouveau; puis je commence ma pénétration j’y vais le plus doucement possible afin de ne pas la blesser car je me suis rendu compte en la doigtant qu’elle n’a vraiment pas l’habitude d’être prise. Une fois entièrement en elle je m’arrête l’embrasse délicatement :_ Tout va bien je ne te fais pas mal?_ Non tu es doux.Sur ces mots je commence a donner des petits coups de bassin, je la vois grimacer mais je continu au fur et a mesure j’accélère la cadence puis j’alterne entre des va et vient intenses et d’autre tout doux car je suis a la limite de jouir. Je décide alors de me retirer entièrement afin de la repente aussitôt je fais sa plusieurs reprise, Tathalie comme a pousser des petits soupirs c’est très agréable a entendre et voir son corps bouger ainsi devient de plus en plus intense pour moi je la pénètre et effectue des va et vient rapide, Tathalie pousse des cris et elle a la chair de poule. Je ne peux plus me retenir j’accélère de nouveaux mes mouvements et après quelques instants intense mais au combien délicieux je fin par jouir. Je reste en elle, elle est en train de reprendre son souffle et je l’embrasse. Je fini par me retirer, je retire la capote de mon pénis et je me lève afin de la jeter quand :_ Attend 2 secondes Alex._ Oui?_ Montre moi la capote.Je lui tends vers elle_ Ahh oui tu étais bien exciter et sa faisait un bout de temps que tu t’étais pas fait plaisir._ Oui Tathalie, Bonne nuit._ Tu peux rester dormir avec moi cette nuit.Je ne me fais pas prier pour rester; je descend vite encas afin de jeter la clapote et remonte aussitôt. Je vais m’allonger coté de Tathalie on s’embrasse se câline et on continu a se caresser mutuellement ce fut une soirée magique. (Je souhaite à tout le monde de connaitre cette expérience).Si vous souhaiter savoir comme sa a continuer laisser des commentaires.Je vous remercie.Alex.

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Sur l’ordi de SarahCette histoire est écrite par Marc. Cette histoire arrive peu de temps après notre première histoire « comment ça a commencé ».Je vous présente Sarah ma femme. Elle mesure 1m69 fait un 38 en bas et un joli 90D de poitrine. Tous les hommes et moi le premier en sont fous.Malheureusement depuis le début de notre relation je dois dire qu’au niveau sexe c’est pas fou fou. Mais depuis l’épisode avec les routiers je voulais la voir être une vraie petite salope. Elle ne pense qu’à son job de secrétaire de direction, son patron Maurice lui laisse quelquefois négocier des contrats si bien qu’elle a vite grimper les échelons et gagne mieux sa vie que moi.Un événement particulier me l’a fait découvrir sous un nouveau jour, c’est une grosse salope mais puissance mille et son plaisir et de m’humilier avec ses partenaires et tout cela je l’ai découvert en accédant à ses vidéos sur son ordinateur. Moi qui pensais que la nuit dans le relai routier n’était qu’un dérapage j’allais être servi.Ce matin-là après le bisou de rigueur la valise à ses côtés la voilà prête à partir en stage dans le sud pour une semaine en formation de management officiellement. Elle était excitée comme une puce, c’était une formation importante pour elle. Je lui fais remarquer qu’elle a une tenue un peu sexy pour aller en séminaire. Une jupette à volants bleue marine très courte et un petit débardeur blanc qui moule ses courbes de façon presque obscène. Surtout que dessous elle porte un ensemble de lingerie string et soutif rose bonbon ultra sexy. Les talons qu’elle a aux pieds complètent avec son maquillage sa tenue. Elle me dit que je suis rabat joie et Vlan! la porte fermée je regarde par la fenêtre le vieux Maurice lui fait la bise un claquement de porte et les voilà en direction de l’aéroport. Sur le moment je ne prête pas attention à la main délicatement posée sur les fesses rebondies de ma douce femme.Je regarde sur son bureau, je vois son ordi portable, quelle idiote bah elle prendra celui de Maurice.Un coup de téléphone quelques heures plus tard, c’est Vanessa. Elle est bien dépitée des documents importants sont à l’intérieur.Je lui propose de lui envoyer les documents par mail directement son hôtel à Perpignan, mais là, Sarah me répond hâtivement par la négative que Maurice venait de lui confirmer qu’il karşıyaka escort les avaient en double et que ce n’était pas la peine de toucher à son ordi.J’ai trouvé cela étrange, sa voix était chevrotante, après avoir raccroché, directement j’allume le portable, un mot de passe mince, pas de soucis, après de longues recherches sur le net, une petite clef USB et hop accès déverrouillé.Après un rapide tour d’horizon, rien de bien folichon, je peste, je me sens dans la peau du salaud, du jaloux de service. Est-ce que je dois continuer ?Je tape Maurice pour voir ces fameux documents importants et le moteur de recherche de Windows, cela défile documents Word Excel, il y en a plein mais apparaît un énorme fichier vidéo nommé « Maurice-téléphone-Marc ».Je suis intrigué les deux dernières fois que j’ai eu son vieux boss au téléphone, je n’avais pas pu l’avoir une fois elle s’occupait de traiter une signature de Contrat avec un certain Morel et l’autre elle rédigeait un dossier très important et Maurice n’a pas osé la déranger, tellement elle mettait du cœur à l’ouvrage, à s’activer sur ce projet.Hum double clic et la vidéo s’ouvre et là je suis sur le cul…Maurice est au bureau dans son fauteuil, et Sarah ma femme si douce le suce sous le bureau. On se croirait dans un classique du porno du samedi soir, le cliché de la secrétaire avec son boss sauf que Maurice est vieux dégarni et bedonnant. Un vieux dégarni et bedonnant mais avec un sexe de la taille d’un poney. Ma pauvre chérie à la bouche complètement distendue.« Jean-Charles ne perd pas une miette et filme bien cette grosse salope en train de pomper ensuite ça sera ton tour fiston !-Patron, je vais l’avoir cette augmentation, à la force du poignet et je suis prête à me salir les mains et le reste » dit-elle en branlant ce vieux naze ventripotent de 53 ans.« Mais oui ma salope, suces moi, hum c’est bon, ça t’excite de me pomper devant mon fils qui filme !!! Tu aimes faire l’actrice porno. Tu vas prendre ta dose sale pute.-Hum oui d’après la bosse de son pantalon je vais bien m’amuser, il a des petits plaisirs que je n’hésiterai à refaire mon coco » dit-elle en faisant un clin d’œil plus que lubrique à la caméra.Le téléphone sonne, Maurice regarde et s’exclame :-C’est ton cocu de mari, il veut savoir si ça buca escort petite femme travaille bien, on va bien rigoler continue à me sucer je décroche !-Allo Patrick, comment ça va ? Moi je vais très bien avec cette bosseuse de Vanessa qui est au petit soin pour son vieux directeur, elle est très attentionnée votre petite femme toujours la bouche ouverte pour des bêtises, je vous l’avoue Patrick on a une complicité paternel, vous le savez et au niveau du travail c’est une acharné elle a redressé les carnets de commande tout à la force du poignet (pendant ce temps-là elle branlait le vieux très rapidement et giflait son visage maculé de salive avec sa queue avec de grand aller retour, on le voyait tressaillir dans son fauteuil mais sans se trahir, il continuait avec moi.)-Ah Patrick vous voulez lui parler, je n’ose pas la déranger elle est sur un gros dossier urgent, très épineux, mais je sais qu’avec son savoir faire, elle va bien défaire le nœud du problème, hannnnn !! Ce n’est rien Patrick, je viens d’avoir une crampe à la jambe, ah fais pas bon vieillir (ma femme lui mordait le gland puis crachait sur sa hampe, puis le branlait à donf si rapidement au point de ne plus voir le bout de son gros mandrin puis après avoir fait monté son jus de vieux arrêta sa branlette et claqua deux trois fois la bite de Maurice)-Je sens Patrick qu’il est temps pour moi de lâcher la pression, je vais exploser avec le stress générer par mon entreprise, je vous assure, mais heureusement Sarah est là pour me donner de sérieux coup de main, je vais d’ailleurs la récompenser d’une prime payé en liquide, vous comprenez Patrick sans en avertir le contribuable, je vais confier les rênes à mon fils Jean-Charles qui va démarrer sa formation avec Sarah, elle a vraiment un talent pour s’occuper des jeunes recrues, le courant passe bien entre les deux, je vais vous laisser Patrick, c’est mon moment de détente ma bonne pipe d’après-midi, vous n’êtes pas fumeur Patrick ? Vous avez raison, ça fait tousser et je crache souvent après celle-ci mais que voulez-vous, chacun ses plaisirs votre charmante femme vous rappellera après la conclusion du dossier urgent, je viens de la voir passer dans son bureau, son gros marqueur à la bouche, on l’a sent préoccupé devant son tableau blanc, va-t-elle faire jaillir izmir escort bayan la solution à tous mes maux ?J’en suis certain elle est talentueuse, une experte, sachez que sa santé me préoccupe aujourd’hui elle tousse beaucoup ce matin j’ai toujours du sirop en réserve je lui en proposerai quand elle reviendra me voir, je lui dirai que vous avez appelé, au revoir Patrick »Il raccroche le téléphone.Les voilà tous en train de rigoler en me traitant de con, cocu et j’en passe, Sarah a ouvert son chemisier blanc et tombe son soutif en dentelles, ses gros seins englobe la bite de son boss, elle commence ses mouvements de bas en haut elle crache sur le gland, sa branlette est parfaite. La grosse queue de Maurice vient taper son menton et entrer dans sa bouche de salope en rut. Son patron lui ordonne d’enlever son string de dessous le bureau est de le branler avec, elle place le triangle sur son nœud bien rouge et masturbe Maurice dans le tissu, il la traite de tous les noms (salope, pute, sac à foutre, chienne de service et j’en passe …), elle regarde droit dans les yeux, elle serre de plus en plus la ficelle autour de la hampe, son patron se cramponne, le vieux va jouir.Il enlève le string se met debout, ma femme se relève rapidement et s’allonge sur le bureau la tète dans le vide.« Ah je vois que tu sais ce que j’aime. Tu as bien retenu la leçon de la dernière fois. ». Il commence à lui baiser la bouche. Au début elle en prend pas plus de la moitié mais il force. Elle s’étouffe, crache, bave énormément. Mais le monstre fini par entrer en totalité dans la bouche de ma douce. Quelle vision hardissime de voir la gorge de Sarah déformée par ce membre. Il finit par lui mettre la tête à plat sur le bureau.Maurice se rapproche se branle énergiquement en appuyant sa main sur la tête de Vanessa et balance son jus sur la tronche de ma salope de femme, un premier gros jet s’écrase sur sa joue bien épais, d’autres ensuite ricochent sur non nez, le boss hurle sa jouissance « tiens petite pute, tu vas l’avoir ton augmentation, ouvres ta bouche de chienne et nettoies mon gland pouffiasse !!-Tout ce que vous voudrez patron »Le visage plein de jute elle place la bite déjà bien ramollie du vieux et donne des coups de langue, la camera n’en perd pas une miette, Maurice la prend par les cheveux et lui fait lécher le sperme qui à couler sur son bureau, il lui fait retirer son tailleur, elle se retrouve seins nus avec juste son porte-jarretelles et ses bas noirs, du jus de couille pend de son nez, son boss lui demande d’aller se nettoyer avant de se faire démonter par son fils.

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The cock pulled away from the hole and I returned to watching a flick, although I turned it to one where two men were sucking each other’s cocks. I heard the booth door next to me unlock and open, and the man left. I heard some whispering in the hallway, then the booth door next closed. Within a few seconds, I saw another cock come through the hole, smaller in width, but a little longer than the first one. I bent down to the cock and took it partially into my mouth. The cock pulled away. I heard a voice from the booth say “I want your other hole.” The cock came through the hole again, and I began twirling my tongue around its head. The cock pulled away. “Your other hole, your other hole,” a voice said from the booth. I unzipped and unbuckled my pants and slid them to my ankles. I shimmied to the wall and bent down so my ass was centered on the hole. I spread my ass cheeks with my hands and thrust my ass to the hole. I felt a wet finger massage my puckering asshole, then slip in to the knuckle, slowly wriggling. The finger pushed way into my hole, and I began stroking my own cock. I felt the finger slide out, then I felt two fingers push into my asshole and they began moving in tandem back and forth from my balls to my ass. Back and forth, the fingers rhythmically moved deep inside me, and the burning sensation pressuring my prostate began to surrender to a feeling of being filled with pleasure. The fingers would not let loose of my mancunt, and my anal sphincter gripped them at the base. I stroked my five and half inches of hard cock in rhythm with the fingers waving inside my gripping mancunt, and I could feel the spasms building deep inside me. Suddenly the fingers pulled out and a voice whispered, “brace yourself.” I felt the fingers thrust quickly inside my hole again, and I could feel the burning pressure again now, as another finger, and then another wriggled into my hole. I could feel my anal sphincter stretch to take a thumb, and I stopped stroking my cock, to stretch out my arms and put my hands on the opposite wall to brace myself. My mancunt pushed out as the whole hand thrust in, and my pussyslit gripped tight around his wrist. I was stunned, and full, and burning, and pulsing as the huge piston-fist slowly moved in and out of my inner man space. My cock shrunk with the anal assault, but I could feel a strange pulsation building deep inside me. My mancunt began to quiver, then I began to shake, and wave after wave of orgasm pulsated inside me, and my small cock oozed thick white sticky cum. A few weeks later, my wife and I went on a vacation getaway. She is usually not that interested in sex, but she was interested in going to a clothing optional resort for sunning. We arrived late in the evening and decided to go to the sauna area. We went there without clothes, and she felt comfortable because it was night and no one was around. The sauna wasn’t very hot, and after a while I laid flat on the upper bench and she laid flat on the lower bench. We were very much relaxed when a naked man came into the sauna, about six foot, completely shaved, with a large tattoo of a serpent on his groin, and the largest dangling cock I had ever seen. She began to get up, but he stopped her. “No need to get up on my account, neither one of you.” He sat on the upper bench next to my head with his feet on the lower bench next to my wife’s head. To my surprise, he started stroking his cock, and within minutes his cock illegal bahis was at least ten inches long, and several inches thick. I could smell his balls, and see very close to me his long, thick cockshaft, bulging bluish veins running the length of it towards the large head. My wife lifted up her head to see his cock close to my head. “Wow,” she said, “you have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.” “That’s your fantasy, honey,” I said. She quickly responded: “You don’t really know what my fantasy is, Mark, but it does involve a huge cock!” To my amazement, she got up on her knees, and kneeling on the bottom bench, she put her hand on the man’s cock, and guided the snake to my lips. “Take it in your mouth, Mark, and suck it.” The man was kneeling now in front of my head, his bald balls dangling in front of my eyes like two pool balls in a cloth sack. I stretched my head so I could reach my tongue to them. I licked his big balls as his fleshy club battered against my neck. “Take his cock, Mark.” To my surprise, my wife put her hand to my head, and gently pushed my head down as my lips parted to become an o-ring tightening around the mid-shaft circumference of his ten-inch tool. He used it to fill me past my tonsils and probe into my throat. I felt suffocated, when my wife grabbed my head with both of her hands and pushed me into his cock, then pulled me back, then into his cock, then back. “Fuck his face, fuck his face,” she chanted, as with each thrust I gagged on the slab, and was choked to tears. He said he could try another way and he pushed me back onto the bench, and put my legs into the air, and pressed his saliva-slathered cockhead into my twitching anal opening. “Oh my God!” my wife shouted as I groaned and he forced his thick meat into my hole. “Your body is swallowing a snake,” she said as she held my legs up and apart and straddled my face, and ground her asshole into my nose. My own asshole burned and ached. I felt like I was splitting apart. I was being impaled and smothered. I could smell my wife’s asshole, the scent, and I could feel his balls smacking against my ass, and I knew he must be inside all the way. He slowly eased in and out of my mancunt, pressing my p-spot, until his spasms of sperm gave me wet relief. My love tunnel quivered around the unyielding man slab and deep inside I had another strange type of orgasmic release I never thought possible. “Thank you Missus,” he said, “for letting me fuck your man.”A month later, I went to a friend’s house to help him fix his gutter. We had been friends for a long time. His wife and k**s were at the mall, and he was trying to get a to-do list finished. I was holding the ladder while he climbed it, and as I looked up, I could see his cock and ball sack dangling between his legs from the side of the very loose and short gym shorts he was wearing. Coming down the ladder, the view was even better, and getting closer all the time. He was hairy, and he had huge balls, and an uncut cock about four inches flaccid. When he got to the ground, wearing only the gym shorts, beads of sweat were dripping from his chest. We were almost touching each other, and I could smell his sweaty armpits. He looked all around his back yard, then locked eyes with mine. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” he said, and to my shock, he pressed his lips to my mouth, and his tongue touched mine, and we began to frenchkiss. I felt my cock surge, and my deep inner space flutter, as he lowered me to the ground, tonguing my neck, kissing my face, frenching my mouth. He stretched his arm above my head, and pressed his hairy armpit to my face, and I licked it wildly. My tongue kept lapping the sweaty hairs down to the underarm skin. His manscent flared my nostrils. He did likewise with the other arm, and I responded again, and then he unbottoned my shirt, and with thumb and forefinger began slowly pinching and rubbing my nipples, switching side to side. He unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and slid them off of me. I lay completely naked beneath him as he worked my nipples and frenchkissed firm and long. His warm wet tongue twisted around my mouth and entangled my tongue. He lowered his head to my cock and licked it slowly, drawing the pink flesh into his mouth frequently and gently sucking. “You have a great cokclit,” he whispered. I never thought of it that way, but hearing it whispered to me sent tingles through me. illegal bahis siteleri I drew my legs up, and he kissed my body upwards, and slid fully on top of me. His hand wrapped around my five-inch cockclit, and he pumped as he worked my nipples. “Oooh Daniel,” I groaned, as my cockclit flexed tight in his hand and a volcano of white cum spewed out. He quickly drew the cum to his own seven inch cock, and slathered it on the head and shaft, and wet my waiting love tunnel with the sticky seed. The reddish-pink cockhead pressed against my puckered hole and penetrated it, as my cocoa-pink anus at once parted and opened, spread and gripped. My nipples ached as Daniel continued like a machine to tweak them. As he slowly filled my fuck tunnel with his meaty lovemuscle, he began again giving me deep warm kisses, and I wrapped my legs up and around him and slowly thrust my hips to meet him. He kept slowly fucking me, deeper and harder, until I could feel an inner quiver, and a quickening pulsation in my rectum, and I groaned with pleasure. “Take me Daniel, take me,” I panted, and then I exploded in the rhythms of ecstasy. He thrust one final time, and we locked eyes, and I felt a flood of warm wetness throughout my inner space. “I’ve wanted you for ten years, Mark, and it was worth the wait,” he said. Later that same month, I went on a weekend fishing trip with my father-in-law, Jack, and a three of his friends. After we unloaded, and got settled into the cabin, we sat around and drank beer. The conversation somehow turned to sex, and Jack told the others that I had no problem with sex because I could suck my own cock. The others wanted to see me do it, but I told them I could do it when I was much younger but not now. I was feeling bold and partially drunk, so I added, “But I’ll suck your cocks if you want me too.” No one needed any further invitation, including Jack. All four men stripped completely naked, so I did too. One man, the oldest, about 70, Jim, had a huge dangling fleshy cock, and he wanted to be first, so I obliged him. He stood in front of me as I sat on a chair, and I took his dangling fleshy cock into my mouth, meaty foreskin first, and pulled my lips up and down on it. He withdrew his cock from my mouth and laid down on the floor. I followed his cock to the floor and started sucking it again on all fours, my ass up in the air, and my face down at his groin. My cock started getting hard thinking about three men watching my ass, when suddenly Jack belted my quivering cheeks. I yelled loudly, and kept sucking, and Jack hit me across the ass with his belt again. The old man’s cock started getting harder and larger with each crack of the belt on my ass. “Suck that cock you manbitch,” Gary shouted. He was the youngest, and his cock was very short, but very thick, and he was stroking it steadily. My ass was stinging blood-red, and Gary was grabbing my hair, and forcing my head up and down, impaling my face on what turned out to be a nine inch cock, thick and salty, with a bulbous head fully emerged from the gloryhood. “Take that meat you whore, take that meat you whore,” Gary chanted. Jack shoved a lubricated beer bottle into my dirty asshole without warning as one of the other men, Hank, sat on Jim’s face. He took over from Gary and grabbed my hair and moved my head up and down on the veiny impaler as he straddled Jim’s face and ground his mancunt into Jim’s mouth. “Eat my ass slit, Jim-boy, eat it all,” he said. “I know you like it!” Jack was fucking me with the beer bottle in and out, slick and smooth, ever faster. Gary opened a dark vial of poppers and made me sniff it. Warmth spread over me and went into my hard five-inch cock and into my impaled fuck hole. Jack pulled the beer bottle from my ass, and Gary forced me to sniff again and again from the poppers, and Jack pressed his oiled hand steadily into my body by way of my already opened anus.Gary was pinching hard my nipples now, and Bill, who had been watching while stroking his six inch long, two inch wide cock, began stroking my cock. I was locked in a mansex machine, and my senses were reeling. Up and down I went on Jim’s cock, as Jack punished my rectum raw with his hand, as Bill milked my cock rhythmically, as Gary pinched my nipples, as Hank stroked his own cock right in front of me as he ground his asshole into Jim’s face. I could see Jim’s tongue twirling into Hank’s hole. My cock canlı bahis siteleri twitched and my anal opening pulsed and Jim’s cock was shooting thick white cum into my throat and Hank was spurting cum onto Jim and my mancunt began convulsing in ecstasy with each spasm of sperm I spewed. Jim kept pumping cum into my mouth. Later that same week, I stopped at a rest stop off Route 250 close to home. I had to piss badly, but when I bounded into the men’s room, both the urinal and toilet were occupied. I waited in the corner. I couldn’t see the man on the toilet, but I saw that the young man at the urinal was moving his hand up and down. I thought he was stroking his cock. The man on the toilet told me that if I just had to piss, I could use the toilet quickly. I went to the toilet. “Hi Mark,” said the man to my surprise. It was my Dad’s boss. He spread his legs apart, and I could see his very long, thick cock. “Piss between all this,” he urged. “But I….” I stuttered, and he quickly said “I know why you are here you cock-sucker!” “Take out your cock!” I took my cock from my jeans, and I drew closer. He reached his hand out, took hold of my small cock, bent his head down, and opened his mouth. “Go ahead,” he said, “fill me with piss.” I started to piss into his mouth. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this with my Dad’s boss. By this time, the young man at the urinal had come to watch, still stroking his six-inch pink pole. The golden stream seamed endless as he swallowed every drop, and I could see him stroking his very hard cock with a dark red mushroom head. He let loose of my ever-growing cock, and motioned for the young man to come towards him. He parted his lips and took all of the six-inches of cock flesh into his mouth and throat. He sucked a short time and the young man began breathing heavier. He withdrew his cock and my Dad’s boss opened his mouth wide so we could see a mouthful of thick white manjuice. He stood up, his pants down, and his huge horse cock fully erect, and kissed me fullforce on the mouth, spitting the cumload into my mouth. The scent and warmth of the cum excited me, and I swallowed it greedily. I confess that my Dad’s boss had the biggest cock I had ever seen; so big, in fact, that it looked frightening. “Now I’ve sucked your cock, so I want you to watch the door,” he told the young man. “If anyone drives up, then tell me, and walk out, and get out of here.” The young man said he would stand guard. Then my Dad’s boss turned to me, and ordered me, “Mark, strip off your pants, and bend over, and hold your ankles with your hands.” I did as directed, and my ass was high in the air, when my Dad’s boss spread my cheeks, and put very wet slippery oil on my dirty puckering manhole. “Relax, Mark, and breath, and I will penetrate you very slowly until I am at your center,” he said calmly, as I felt the mushroom head up against my hole, and my o-ring start to stretch, and the bulbous head pop inside my anal tunnel. “I am going to fuck you.” No more words were spoken. My Dad’s boss very slowly penetrated through my anus and into my rectum, and very slowly pumped me. It hurt immensely at first, and pain seared through my mancunt. After awhile, it hurt less, and I reached with one hand behind me for a second to see how much of the cock was in me. He bent back to let my hand between us, and there was no part of his cock not in my hole. A rush of fear came over me, and I felt like I had to eliminate, and my rectum pushed out as his cock continued to pump against my prostate until I surrendered to its machinations. My insides seemed to be melting around the thick veiny meat, as he grabbed my hips and lunged one final time. I felt a hard spasm against my mancunt wall, and then another hard spasm, and then another. We stayed locked a long time, and the young man at the door finally spoke. “You really fucked him good, mister,” he said. “You have a gigantic cock. Is he hurt?” For many months after that, I found out that most men, young and old, married and single, gay and straight and bisexual, enjoy man to man sex. Some like to suck, others like to get sucked; some like to fuck, others like to get fucked. Still others like it kinky, like drinking piss or using poppers, while others like it in threesomes or groups. Many, such as myself, like it all. Most men like cock, even my father-in-law and my Dad’s boss. And for those many months, I continued to be cock crazed, sucking, fucking, and being together with other men for sexual pleasure. A few month’s passed, still cock crazed, until I settled down slightly to become a all man lover. But completely ignoring my wife’s sexual needs that is for Part Three.

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Real Intoduction to Dogging Part 2I wrote how I initially dipped my toe into dogging and received quite a variety of responses. I’ll simply choose to ignore the rude ones and will share more with those who were interested. Something I feel I should point out is that reality and fantasy are quite different things. Although I talk about what happened back then calmly and comfortably now, things were quite different for me back then. A lot of time has passed and many things have happened that have helped me grow comfortable with what happened.You have to understand that I was simply a woman who was having sex with someone other than my husband. I wasn’t overly open minded or sexual. I wasn’t one to fantasize or masturbate. I wasn’t a nymphomaniac who had some uncontrolled need for sex. I simply liked how he made me feel alive and desired and there was something primal about our meets I enjoyed. We met outdoors out of a need for discretion but it grew into its own thing.Given some of the responses I received, some read what I wrote and jerked away and made a mess. I think back to it now and a lot of the tension and stress I was feeling then are just faint memories. The truth is it almost ended my time with my friend. Although I’m not religious or a big believer in fate, I considered the whole thing a warning. My brain came up with dozens of ideas of how things could have gone worse. How it could have been the police that came across us, how it could have been someone I knew, how it could have been someone with a camera and we’d end up in the paper. How if it had gone worse, my life as I knew it would have been over. Having a strange man touch me was not a turn on for me. If anything it felt like a punishment at the time. A warning.I did stop seeing my friend for a while. Part of me kept telling myself, ok I need to stop, not worth the risk, back to life as normal. I did return to being a normal person for months but found over time life returned to feeling “meh”. The thing about having a good life is it’s also quite repetitive. Not much stress or excitement. I found I started to miss my meets with my friend. Not because I was horny or that he was so accomplished at sex. I found I missed feeling nervous. I realized that nervousness made me feel alive. All that worry about how things could go wrong and affect my life actually made me appreciate what I had more.When I did connect with my friend again it was winter. Winters up here really aren’t made for sex outdoors. Not unless you want frostbite in places it really should never happen. So we didn’t meet often. When we did it was usually in a vehicle in an out of the way parking lot, like a couple of teens sneaking away. I liked how he made me feel desired but I really started to believe I was far too old to be cramped into a vehicle.The thing is, where I had put the incident in the park behind me, he was quite obsessed with it. When we met he’d bring it up. While we were having sex he’d talk about how it could have gone or how he would have liked it to have gone. He wanted me to visualize a lot of scenarios where I did a lot more than I actually did. This eventually led to him bringing up the idea of a threesome. Inviting someone else to join us. I was very happy with what we had and didn’t feel a need to change it, other than maybe having a more comfortable place to play. He though, was completely obsessed with the idea.He was quite persistent and it was ok but at a point I started to feel it was taking away from things. He said a lot of things to me to try to get me interested but I simply didn’t have the same desires as him with the whole idea. One day he decided to be honest with me and explained about the park. He told me straight, bi and gay men often went there looking for a release. I’ll admit it confused me because I thought how can a guy be straight if he’s playing with another guy. It took some time and effort for him to explain all that went on up there. There was a part of me that thought he must be pulling my leg. If that sort of thing went on, everyone would know about it. Our city isn’t that big for something like that not to be known. In the end, my noseyness and curiousity is what got me into trouble.One day, I met him at lunch at the park. We drove separately and I moved over to his vehicle when I got there. There was one other car in the parking lot. We sat and had lunch and he pointed out a guy walking by. We saw the same guy walk by a number of times. At a point another car showed up and a guy went out and walked straight over to the outhouses. He told me to watch and the first guy circled around and around and then knocked on the outhouse door. It opened and he went In. My question was what are they doing? His response was it could be anything. One could be giving the other a bj or having anal or taking turns. Who knows? I had never thought of men together or pictured it in my mind and it wasnt like I was suddenly horny. There was this part of my brain though that just wanted to know what they were doing, that big nosey part of my brain. Not long after the guy who had been circling came out of the outhouse, walked straight to his car and drove away. My first thought was that was fast. I expected too see the other guy come out shortly after but he seemed quite content in there. A bit after that a truck pulled up and a guy got out and walked over to the outhouse and around it. He knocked and was let in. Like the first one, he wasn’t in there long before coming out and driving away. Shortly after that the other guy came out and drove away as well.I found it odd how curious I was about the whole thing. I’d never heard of let alone seen anything like it. It just seemed so unusual. It wasn’t that I was suddenly obsessed with men together. It was more the other things. Like If we had only gone to the park to walk, we’d have never noticed what was happening right there. For me, it was simply knowing it had happened there that I found interesting. That made me wonder what else goes on that I’m clueless about. It wasn’t that I met illegal bahis my friend a lot, but the times we did, we’d have lunch, spy on the comings and goings of people, and I’d give him a handjob or blowjob to pass the time. We also had a lot of time to talk about the situation, the men we saw coming or going and try to guess about them. People watching with a twist you might say. It was also educational for me in learning a guys point of view on some things.The way he explained it to me, there were some gay and bi men he called bottoms that were really into pleasing others. They would suck or let men fuck them. Some gay men he called tops would show up and use the bottoms to get off. He also explained that other men, often married or divorced men, who had no sex life or an infrequent sex life or no oral or some unfulfilled need would also show up and use the bottoms. He said if the men had a woman they could call on they’d prefer that but many didn’t so it was more an “any hole will do” sort of thinking.Over time, you started to recognize who was a regular. As well you could guess who was the bottom and who was the top by who stuck around vs who “came” and went. It surprised me how dedicated some were. Like I’d seen a guy show up and sit in that outhouse for the whole hour with no visitors. I’d also seen times where there was an actual line up. The sheer variety of looks and ages was interesting too. It’s like it could be anyone.I found when we started going and spying my friend finally dropped the pressure for me to do more. We had nicknames for some of the regulars and one day he pointed out that we must seem like regulars in our own way to them. That they see two people arrive in separate vehicles and spend lunch together in one. That some of them probably had their own beliefs about the two people who met up there. That to them we were probably 2 people sneaking away at lunch to be with each other. How some had to have noticed me jerking or sucking him off. That’s when he started talking about how some of the guys probably wished they were him there in the car with me. Or how some probably wished it was me in there sucking instead of the guy. Or how they’d love to see my pussy when they open the door instead of an ass.After that he started to push again, but in a different way. When it was a regular we recognized, he’d want me to do things in a way that made what we were doing more apparent. Like if I was jerking him and he saw a guy look over he’d tilt back his head and open his mouth so there was no doubt about what we were doing. If I was going to give him a bj, he’d wait until a guy was looking before my head disappeared. I’ll admit, in a way, the boldness of it grew on me. Like we knew what they were doing and they knew what we were doing but we could feel confident they weren’t going to tell anyone. It felt both naughty and safe.If others were there, I’d give him a hand job and blowjob usually. If it was quiet, we’d walk into the woods and have sex. There were times I think he preferred blowjobs to actual sex so he was happy either way. One time we went and two of the regulars were busy in the outhouse. I was giving him a handjob and he just got out of the car. It was a warm day and our windows were down. I asked him what he was doing as he shambled around the car without pulling his pants up. He got to my window, didn’t say a thing and just thrust his cock at me. I thought no, those guys will finish and see us. Then I thought, not if we are fast. Part of my head pictured it as a race where I had to try to get my friend off before the guy in the outhouse got his friend off. I didn’t really think about the fact they had a head start. So I did it. I sucked him through the window and squeezed his ass and did everything I could to make him cum fast. It felt fun and naughty and after he came I turned and saw both men across the parking lot watching us. All I could do was duck down and out of view like somehow that would solve everything.My friend came around and opened his door and pointed out he couldn’t sit with me in his chair. I asked if the guys had left and he said they were just talking and smiling. He thought they liked the show. I told him to tell me when they were gone. He said it didn’t look like they were going soon. I said ok get in and drive away. To which he pointed out was I planning on leaving my vehicle. He was finding the whole thing very funny and was egging me on to do a walk of shame to my own vehicle. I worked up the nerve and did it while covering my face as best I could. The silly thing is they’d seen it many times so it was silly but I just felt the need to do it. Afterwards, I couldn’t help freak out thinking we had gone too far. Over time though I calmed down and kept telling myself they already knew what we did they just happened to see that time. I kept trying to reassure myself it was ok.After that, bit by bit, us going became less about spying on others and more about exhibionism and being seen. My friend would come up with various ways to do things and then help me get comfortable enough to try. Over time, them keeping their distance disappeared. At times we would show up and there’d be a car or two waiting to watch. When the weather started to change again and things started to feel very much fall, we realized our time doing it was coming to an end. So he asked if I’d push things for him. Make it a fun ending. I asked what he had in mind. His first idea was for me to drive all the way there totally naked. Too much for me. So he asked if I’d get naked in my vehicle and then come to his car naked. I surprised myself realizing, yes, I’m up for that. That’s when he asked for us to park on opposite sides so I had to walk across the parking lot. I said no no, I’ll go from mine to yours like that but we have to be parked beside each other. It was a bit freaky actually doing it but I’ll admit I felt proud pushing myself.I should say by this point we’d gone a lot of times and done a lot of things but always with limits. Like we had had sex in his car with illegal bahis siteleri the windows up and seen guys masturbate watching us and it was fairly common for some to cum on the windows or on the car. I think one guy had a thing for cumming on the car handles. He was totally naked in the back of the car when I got there so I got in and we started playing. We started sitting then lying down and then I ended up on top of him. What I hadn’t noticed is that this time the windows were down, not up. Something he hadn’t warned me about. Something about not having the glass barrier thre made it much more freaky.At a point he wiggled over while I was on top of him so we were by the door instead of the middle. There was a cock poking through the window and he didn’t so much as ask as simply said “grab it”. I did and almost involuntarily jerked it a little. My friend arched up so he could thrust harder and it was easy to tell he liked it. I kept jerking but was watching his reaction, not looking at the cock. He looked so intense, I’ll admit I liked the look. Before he came I got startled though because all of a sudden this cum shot in front of my face. It didn’t catch me just suddenly flew across my view. I must have been pointing it a bit away from me. It made a mess on my friend and his seats for the most part I was missed but some ended up on my hands and my leg. My friend came and we started laughing a little. For me it was kinda a nervous, I can’t believe we just did that. He said he wanted to see me and had me arch back and squeezed my tits. It was then I noticed he wasn’t looking at my face or my tits but the window. I turned and there’s another guy frantically jerking off. I realize my friend is holding up my tits for him and I realize I’m not sure what I think of this. Before I can figure it out, the guy starts coming and makes a mess on me.The others quickly took off and there the two of us are in his back seat, both very messy. I’m not sure how to describe it. Like we should have been worried about other people coming by and seeing but part of it was part exhaustion and part was simply not caring. We were messy but in a way I felt comfortable. I Didn’t feel the need to move or do anything really. He ended up opening both doors and we lied across the seats and had sex a 2nd time. I didn’t hear any cars drive up during but part of me expected to sit up and have another audience waiting. Part of me, I realized, almost wanted that.That was our last meet before it started snowing. We kept in touch through email and chat. The thing is he got very obsessed with 3 somes and moresomes and arranging something in a motel. It got to the point where I felt he either wasn’t listening to what I was saying or didn’t care how I felt. At a point I got fed up and said it’s over. I fell into thinking it was probably for the best. We had fun, we did some crazy things. Ok, out of my system, time to be good, move on, focus on my family. Maybe put it behind me and pretend it never happened.I found at first it was pretty easy to do that. Winters here are long and cold and don’t exactly make me feel frisky. What I found, quite late though, is that not having someone other than my husband, and I know that sounds bad, but I got lazy. I wasn’t as physical, I wasn’t worried as much about my weight and I gained a lot that winter. When Spring came I found a lot of clothes I’d normally wear no longer fit. I found I started to feel a bit down and self concious. Got on and off various diets, got more physical but despite that not much changed. At a point I started to think of my friend and how he made me feel when he looked at me. I realized I missed that feeling.It was during this time I went to a get together at a girlfriends house up on the hart Highway. I wasn’t drunk but I’d had a little wine and hadn’t been out in quite a long time. It was nice to simply sit around and socialize. Driving back into town I crossed the bridge and looked over at the cutbanks and started thinking about my times playing outdoor with my friend. I started to think maybe I should contact him and see if he’d like to meet again. But then I started to focus on how I felt when things ended and said no I shouldn’t. Then I started to do a pro and con list in my head and eventually I found myself asking why I wanted to see him, really. That’s when I realized I wasn’t interested in him so much as having him to take me to the park. In a way he was my safety.That’s when I started to ask myself do I really need him. Maybe I can find someone else to take me. Then I thought why do I need anyone to take me, why don’t I just go. I then found myself turning away from home and towards the park. The thing I found though is that they are completely different places, night and day. At night it feels so scary. Maybe it was just because I was alone. It was different though. In the day you can see so much. At night there are no lights and it’s pitch black. There was one car there but I had no idea if it was someone there looking or maybe a couple sneaking away or just someone passing through who pulled in to sleep. I’m not sure how long I was there but eventually the cars lights came on and he left. Well I thought he was leaving but he ended up moving and parking right beside me. I looked down and and thought I saw shapes and movement but wasn’t sure if it was my eyes playing tricks on me. At a point his interior lights came on and I saw a guy. Couldn’t see his face because his shirt was pulled up over his head. He had his seat fully reclined and his pants were off. There he was, lights on, lying back and masturbating. It’s funny, but the first thing I thought wasn’t that he was masturbating. It was his stomach. He seemed long and tall and thin but fit. Not so much muscular as in shape, lean. I actually liked looking at him. He kept jerking until he made a mess on his stomach and chest. Then he reached around until he turned off the interior lights. Shortly after that, he drove off. I was left sitting there thinking, ok, that’s was different.I canlı bahis siteleri found after that, if I was bored or tired, my mind would often wander back to the park. About things we’d done, about the guy I’d seen that night but more about curiousity. Did I know everything about the park or did more go on I didn’t know. It wasn’t that I was thinking does this or that happen, nothing specific, more a question of what don’t I know. With my life, I can’t really get away alone at night often. I found the rare time I did, I would often swing by the park to see what I could see. I found it really varied depending on the time of day. Like on weekends or late afternoons or early evenings, you’d have families and people walking and hiking and riding bikes. But other times it seemed more abandoned and that’s when you’d see men walking in circles or walking down trials or meeting in the outhouse.One time I came down during the week at lunch and it was surprisingly busy. As I was parked there, eating and listening to music I noticed guys kept appearing out of this path just off the parking lot. One would appear and drive off, then another and another. In all, I saw 5 guys drive off. It’s just me and one other car. It’s then I realize, hey I think it’s that lean guys car. I’m pretty sure but not positive. My curious nature comes out and I keep an eye on the path wondering who he might be. The thing is, fairly shortly after that someone comes out but it’s a woman. I start to wonder if she was attacked or if she’s drunk because it appeared like she was staggering a bit. I then think oh god, I’ve been sitting here the whole time, what have I done. But then I think who would wear that at the park as it’s a plaid skirt, very short and blouse, like a schoolgirls uniform. Then I notice other things, she’s wearing a wig, why would she wear those shoes into the woods. Then I finally clue in it’s a man dressed as a woman. The parking lot is gravel and mud and he’s doing his best to walk in shoes I’d break an ankle trying to wear. He gets in, drives off and once again I’m left thinking, well that was different.Now some who are reading this might think this was some sort of daily thing or something but it was nothing like that. For the most part I have a very normal life that keeps me busy. What I would do is if it was convenient to wpswing by without being missed I would. Sometimes I’d spy a little. Sometimes I’d stay a while, sometimes leave right way. It really varied all over. Once in a while though, things simply happened. Sometimes all it takes is one simply little thing to happen to lead to more.One of those times, I swung by and had my lunch there. The guy I had seen go into the washrooms many times was there but no one else. It was a hot sunny lovely day. We drive an suv and I decided to open up the back and have my lunch there to get a bit of a breeze. That guy did his circles waiting for someone to appear and on one of them he walked by me and said hi. We made a little small talk about the weather. It surprised me when he asked about my friend. How it wasn’t the two of us there any more. He also made a comment about seeing him in ages and wondered if “we” had moved. We got talking and quite by accident I found out that my friend new about the place because he often visited himself, something he hadn’t told me. He had carried on like everyone was a stranger. It was kinda fun and interesting chatting with the guy though. He was so open about everything. So matter of fact.I had assumed he was a gay bottom as we had labeled him. What I discovered is that he was a married bi man who liked pretending he was a woman. He didn’t dress up as a woman, he simply pictured a woman in his place when he did things. He talked very openly about what he liked and didn’t and how long he had been doing things. He even walked me over to look at the outhouse. I was surprised he could stay in there as long as he did, it was anything but pleasant. There was a lot of graffiti and notes and drawings though which added a certain feel to it. He also said how a lot of guys he knew would love to get their hands on me. At the time, I felt anything but attractive so it surprised me and I thought he was just being polite. He took it further in suggesting I should take his place for an afternoon and give it a try. He also offered to arrange things with some guys he knew. I thanked him but said oh no, not for me thanks.Quite a while after that, I popped down and he was there in the parking lot talking with another guy. I assumed they had finished and were leaving but they ended up going down a trail instead of to the outhouse. He ended up coming back and waving me over. When I didn’t budge he ran over and said I really need to see this. I said no no have your fun I’m ok here. He said no, trust me, you’ll want to see this guy, he’s huge. I imagined he had seen many cocks so for him to call something huge, I’ll admit, I was curious. I ended up following him up a little path to a bit of an open spot. I kept my distance while the other guy walked up to him. He knelt and the guy dropped his pants and he wasn’t k**ding, it was massive. The guy it was attached to was kinda short, stocky, but this cock looked like it simply didn’t belong. I thought it was massive and it was only semi hard. Once it was hard all I could think of was poor guy, it’s too big, you can’t actually put that in someone. When the other guy started sucking him it was almost comical to watch. Like so little of it was going into his mouth. Despite that he came pretty quick. Then it was pull up pants and walk away without so much as a thank you or see you later. For some reason that stuck with me.That guy was surprisingly social and often approached me if no one else showed. He was interesting if not a little “off” but which of us is perfect. One day he came up to me and said I needed to see something. In the outhouse scribbled over one wall were doodles of what was supposed to be me and comments and things from a number of men. It was shocking to see but after the initial shock and ignoring some of the more hurtful comments I’ll admit it felt a bit wicked in a good way. When I look back, I think that is what helped me take the next step. Either that or simply meeting that one guy. Maybe it would have happened either way.

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Room Service is the Best! Part 2

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Room Service is the Best! Part 2If you haven’t read Part 1 of this story, I encourage you to read it first!Working long hours and living out of a suitcase gets old fast. I was tired of going out to eat so I decided to just stay in and order room service. Steve had delivered my order last night and he gave me more than my food! Tonight I was determined to order as he was getting off work so he wouldn’t be in a hurry to leave! I had determined the last time for room service was 2 am. I placed my order at 1:45. I asked if Steve could please deliver my order. Although, he was supposed to be watching for my order to come through, I didn’t want to chance someone else grabbing it. I told the person who took my order that Steve had delivered to me last night and I didn’t have money for a tip and wanted to repay him tonight. The person said she would be sure Steve delivered my order. After hanging up, I realized she knew this was total bullshit since all orders were added to the room bill because they didn’t allow money to trade hands due to security reasons. Oh well.I waited with anticipation. I had taken a shower and made sure to clean ALL my parts and pieces! At exactly 2 am, a knock was heard at the door—“room service”. I made my way to the door and opened the door. There Steve stood with his crisp white shirt and black trousers. I was wearing a Tshirt and sweatpants. Steve entered with a smile.”Where would you like me to set this Sam?” Steve said.”The desk will be fine Steve.” I said.As he placed my tray down, I could see a tent forming in Steve’s trousers.”Is there anything else I can help you with?” Steve said very professionally.”Just this!” I said as I grabbed Steve around the waist and pulled his body in tight to mine as our mouths and tongues met. My tongue was exploring his mouth as my hands rubbed bahis firmaları his back, ass, and cock! His hands were exploring my body as well.i found the buttons on his shirt and sloswly began unbuttoning each one. As I slid his shirt off, Steve pulled my Tshirt up over my head and tossed it to the floor. I undid his belt, button, and zipper to his trousers as they fell to the floor. As Steve kicked off his shoes and removed his socks, he pulled my sweatpants down and off. There we both stood with rock hard cocks confined in our briefs. Steve had on a black pair of Calvin Klein briefs. I was wearing a black and red pair of Andrew Christian briefs. As we rubbed each other’s pecs, abs, and bodies, Steve said “I believe it’s my turn now.” With that Steve took off my briefs, then his briefs, and led me to the bed. As he pushed me down on the bed, he smiled as his mouth found my throbbing cock and he swallowed it down to my pubes!”Oh Shit!” I exclaimed! I couldn’t contain myself. His mouth and tongue felt amazing! You could tell this wasn’t his first time giving a blowjob! My cock was in heaven! His mouth bobbed up and down as his tongue licked the underside, head, and more. He felt awesome!!! My balls were slapping against his chin as his mouth went up and down on my cock! I was so horny. I grasped for Steve’s body. I was rubbing his pecs, pinching his nipples, and touching and rubbing any part of his body my hands could reach. I then begged him “please let me have your cock Steve!”Then Steve turned his body around (never letting my cock leave his mouth) so that he was in a 69 position. I then slid his throbbing, precum soaked cock into my mouth. Fuck he felt and tasted amazing! Soon we were in a synced rhythm as we both fucked each other’s faces with our dongs. Our balls slapping against the kaçak iddaa others chins. Our pubes tickling one another’s noses. We were both super horny. We could have easily blown our wads down each other’s throats if we had continued this motion for just a few more minutes. We were both very close. However, we both had something else in mind for tonight. We both pulled our cocks from each other’s mouth.”Are you off the clock?” I asked Steve.”Yep! Totally free!” Steve replied.I stood up and told Steve to get on all 4s on the bed. He did as instructed.”I want to give you to rest of your tip!” I said as I then slid the tip of my cock up in his tight ass.”Fuck Sam! Go slow! Your cock is too thick”. Steve yelled out.I went slow. I spit on my cock and his ass to help lube his hole more as I slid little by little inside his tight ass.More and more of my cock went in as a Steve squirmed and panted. His resistance only made me hornier. Finally my entire 8″ was deep inside his hot ass.”Shit Sam. I feel like I can feel your cock in my throat!” Steve laughed. With that I slowly started pumping my cock back and forth, in and out, inside his tight hole. As Steve got used to the pain, I got faster and harder. We were both super horny and enjoying it all. I knew with the blowjob before and now his tight ass, I wasn’t going to last long. I continued pounding away–faster, harder, deeper.It wasn’t long and I felt my balls tighten and my cock grow harder as I began spewing shot after shot of sticky, hot cum into Steve’s ass. My cock was filling his hole with load after load of cum. As I pulled my softening cock out of his ass, cum began pouring out of his hole and onto the sheets.Steve’s dick was wet with precum and rock hard. I knew he wanted to blow his wad as well. I got on all 4s as he rimmed my ass getting kaçak bahis my hole super wet and then he rammed his rock hard cock all the way in with one violent push!”FUCK!!!!!!!!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. Although I liked rough sex, Steve was trying to rip me a new asshole he pushed so hard. It hurt so bad yet felt so fucking amazing! He continued ramming my ass hard as possible. He told me to flip over on my back so he could look me in the eyes. Faster and faster. Harder and harder he fucked me. He took his huge hand and placed his fingers around my neck. He chocked me cutting off part of my air supply. It was hot and made me super excited. My cock instantly got rock hard again. He continued fucking my ass hard as he grabbed my cock and jerked my cock hard. It didn’t take long before I was blowing my wad again. This time cum shot all over my pecs, abs, and sheets Cum also covered Steve’s hand which he then put up next to my mouth and made me lick his hand clean and eat my own cum. It was super hot. This pushed Steve over the edge himself and he began filling my ass with shot after shot of his own cum. I could fill his cock spasm inside me as shot after shot of his cum filled my hole. As he pulled his cock from my ass, the dam holding his cum inside me was gone and cum came flowing out of ass and all over the sheets.Needless to say, we had an amazing night. Steve ended up spending the night with me. We laid naked in the cum soaked sheets holding each other all night long. We ended up blowing each other the next morning as we woke up ready for the new day!! We then showered together, washing each other all over. Neither of us had to work the next day so we just hung out, explored the city together–and explored each other’s bodies some more! We did ask housekeeping for some clean sheets though….———————————If you like this, or any of my other stories–shoot me an email at skinnon95@gmail.com with a comment. I would love to hear from you. A “good” picture of you gets a “good” picture of me!

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Marion ; une veuve, une maman (6)

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Marion ; une veuve, une maman (6)Le lendemain, Marion joua les amnésiques. Elle fit comme si rien n’était arrivé, comme si ne pas l’évoquer rendait le souvenir moins lourd à porter, alors que c’était son refus de crever l’abcès qui la tourmentait. Après, ils furent accaparés par leur routine scolaire ; ils ne se retrouvaient qu’à l’heure du diner, où ils échangeaient des banalités dans une atmosphère délétère, avant de se séparer. Marion voulait la même chose que son fils, mais elle n’était pas prête à le reconnaître.Sa vie était devenue une longue succession de frustrations…Les vacances de Noël tombèrent à pic, leur permirent d’échapper à l’ambiance mortifère dans laquelle ils étaient englués.Traditionnellement, Marion passait les fêtes avec ses enfants, chez ses parents.Comme ils habitaient à l’autre bout de la France, ils faisaient le trajet en deux étapes.Pour la première fois cette année, elle ne voyagerait qu’avec Mathieu ; Martin avait pris du retard dans ses révisions, et il avait par conséquent prévu de les rejoindre sur place au dernier moment.Quand ils étaient plus jeunes, ce voyage offrait tous les attraits d’une véritable expédition aux deux garçons.Parcourir une longue distance, faire escale dans une ville inconnue, le repas au restaurant, et, pour finir en beauté, la nuit à l’hôtel ; les enfants raffolent du changement, ils sont friands de nouveauté.Mais Mathieu avait d’autres préoccupations désormais.Il se demandait combien de chambres sa mère avait réservées…Ils partirent juste après déjeuner, roulèrent dans un silence pesant, aussi peu enclins l’un que l’autre à briser la glace, à dissiper le malaise qui s’éternisait entre eux.Elle était sa mère, c’était elle la grande personne, il lui incombait de reprendre les choses en main, mais elle préférait faire l’autruche…Ils arrivèrent à destination en fin d’après-midi.Il neigeait, leur hôtel était ravissant ; il régnait, dans les rues et dans l’atmosphère, une ambiance digne d’un conte de Noël. On leur donna les clés à la réception, et ils montèrent prendre possession des lieux.Leur chambre était spacieuse, avec tout le confort nécessaire.Mathieu remarqua qu’il n’y avait qu’un grand lit, et Marion comprit tout de suite ce qui lui traversait l’esprit.- C’est quand même incroyable ! J’ai précisé que je voulais une chambre avec deux lits quand j’ai réservé … Sois gentil mon chéri, va voir s’ils peuvent faire quelque chose pour nous, rouspéta Marion d’une voix haut perchée.Mathieu ne illegal bahis dit rien, mais n’en pensait pas moins ; il était enchanté à l’idée de partager le même lit que sa mère, et il n’avait pas l’intention d’en demander un autre d’appoint. Il voulait profiter de cette aubaine inespérée. Il arriva devant le comptoir de la réception, et le vieil homme qui les avait enregistrés le dévisagea. – Tu désires quelque chose, mon garçon ? – Non Monsieur… enfin, peut-être, je ne sais pas… Ma mère a réservé une chambre avec deux lits… et il n’y en a qu’un, bredouilla-t-il en regardant ses pieds.- Je vois… Je comprends parfaitement… Tu en as de la chance d’avoir une aussi jolie maman, tu ne trouves pas ?- Oui Monsieur… je crois, admit Mathieu en bafouillant, de plus en plus mal à l’aise.- Tu sais, mon grand, c’est une bénédiction d’avoir une mère aussi belle… Tu devrais remercier le ciel pour ça, tu ne penses pas ?- J’en sais rien ! Pourquoi vous me dites ça ?- Parce que si j’étais à ta place, je ne pense pas que je voudrais qu’on rajoute un lit dans ma chambre !Mathieu se demanda s’il avait autour du cou un écriteau sur lequel était inscrit « JE VEUX BAISER MA MERE » en grosses lettres capitales, tant cet étrange bonhomme semblait lire en lui comme dans un livre ouvert.Etait-ce si flagrant ?Comment ce dégoutant personnage avait-il pu deviner en si peu de temps, comment pouvait-il savoir ?- Ça ira comme ça, Monsieur, reconnut Mathieu en soutenant le regard du vieillard lubrique, furieux d’avoir été démasqué aussi facilement.- Si ta maman est en colère, dis-lui de venir me voir fiston, je m’excuserai personnellement… mais je suis sûr que tout se passera comme tu le souhaites, conclut le vieil homme, en lui faisant un répugnant clin d’œil complice. De retour dans la chambre, Mathieu expliqua à sa mère que le gérant s’était trompé dans les réservations, qu’il ne pouvait rien faire de plus ; ils occupaient la dernière chambre disponible, et il n’y avait pas de lit de camp. Marion roula des yeux, fit la moue, ouvrit les bras d’un geste las, poussa un long soupir résigné, comme si elle réalisait qu’ils étaient victimes d’une fatalité qui les dépassait tous les deux.Il se demanda si c’était sa façon de lui faire comprendre que la perspective de partager son lit avec lui n’était pas pour lui déplaire…Ils allèrent se promener, firent les boutiques, le tour du village, puis se mirent en quête d’un restaurant.Ils n’arrivaient pas à se dérider, alors ils burent illegal bahis siteleri beaucoup durant le diner.Le cadre était agréable, personne ne les connaissait, ils purent s’enivrer en toute liberté.Sur le chemin du retour, Marion s’agrippa au bras de son fils, s’appuya sur lui de tout son poids ; il l’aida en la soutenant par la taille, elle n’était déjà plus très stable.Elle ne tenait pas l’alcool, il en avait eu un aperçu qui le hantait depuis, mais comme elle n’était pas aussi saoule que le soir du massage, il lui proposa de prendre un dernier verre au piano-bar de l’hôtel. Ils s’installèrent dans un box, commandèrent un verre de Merlot pour elle, une pression pour lui.Il y avait un pianiste qui connaissait son boulot, et un clone de Nora Jones au micro.Ils regagnèrent leur chambre sans finir leur verre, quand le barman les informa qu’il allait fermer.Dans les escaliers, son manteau sous le bras – elle avait chaud -, elle le précéda d’une démarche chaloupée, et il ne put détacher ses yeux de la croupe qui ondulait quand elle monta les marches.Elle s’enferma dans la salle de bain, en sortit longtemps après démaquillée, les cheveux détachés, le corps dissimulé dans une sortie de bain d’une blancheur immaculée.Mathieu fila sous la douche sans la regarder ; l’idée qu’elle était nue sous son peignoir l’affolait, lui donnait le vertige. Elle était assise dans le lit quand il revint, elle portait une sage chemise de nuit qui n’avait rien de suggestive.Il fouilla dans sa valise, trouva son pyjama, retourna l’enfiler dans la salle de bain, puis rentra dans le lit et s’assit à l’autre extrémité.Marion joua avec la télécommande, passa nerveusement d’une chaine à l’autre avant d’éteindre la télé.- Nous devrions dormir, mon chéri… Il est tard, je suis un peu saoule, et une longue route nous attend demain, se justifia-t-elle pour éteindre la lumière, plongeant la chambre dans le noir complet.Elle remua dans le lit, à la recherche de la meilleure position pour passer la nuit, s’installa couchée sur le côté, de façon à lui tourner le dos. Mathieu s’allongea à son tour, les yeux grands ouverts, la bouche sèche.Il pouvait sentir la chaleur qui émanait du corps maternel, près du sien ; enhardi par l’obscurité totale, il s’approcha, se cala contre elle, sa queue frôlant les fesses.Il souleva la nuisette, la remonta sur les reins, posa sa main sur le dos nu, la laissa glisser en contournant les hanches ; il sentit la chair tiède du ventre qui ployait canlı bahis siteleri sous ses doigts. Il fit remonter sa main vers les seins, les palpa, puis la laissa s’égarer en bas, l’introduit dans la culotte. Il empauma la motte, frissonna au contact des poils pubiens, parcourut la fente du bout des doigts, les enfonça dans la chair bouillante et gluante.Il commença à la masturber lentement, méthodiquement, avec des gestes sûrs et précis.Marion gémit, ouvrit les cuisses, respira plus vite, plus fort ; elle se demandait où il avait appris à le faire aussi bien.Elle se ravisa soudain, retira brusquement la main et l’étreignit de toutes ses forces, pour l’empêcher de continuer, parce qu’elle ne voulait pas qu’il la fasse jouir, et elle le supplia dans le noir. – Non Mathieu… Arrête ! Ce n’est pas bien… il ne faut pas…Mais il ne l’entendait pas de cette oreille. Il se défit de l’étreinte, lui soupesa la chatte, fouilla dans les poils avec autorité, replia ses doigts dans le vagin.- Touche-moi toi aussi, maman… en même temps…Elle se tourna pour lui faire face, essaya de le sermonner, mais il lui attrapa une main qu’il posa avec fermeté sur son sexe.Elle réprima un sanglot mais ne résista pas vraiment, referma les doigts autour de la queue, fit coulisser sa main, commença à le branler très lentement, tout doucement. – Tu fais ça bien, tu sais… mais va plus vite, s’il te plait…Elle le masturba énergiquement, en serrant compulsivement le pénis dans sa main, pendant qu’il enfonçait ses doigts encore plus loin dans le vagin. – Embrasse-moi, maman… embrasse-moi sur la bouche ! Il avança son visage vers le sien, les lèvres en avant, et il fut surpris qu’elle lui obéisse, pourtant elle lui fourra sa langue dans la bouche.Ils s’embrassèrent avec avidité, le genre de baiser qu’on n’échange jamais entre parents, tout en se branlant mutuellement.Ils jouirent presque en même temps. Mathieu eut le corps parcouru de violents spasmes en déchargeant sur le ventre de sa mère, la main inondée par sa mouille.Ils roulèrent tous les deux sur le dos, en sueur, hébétés par le plaisir qu’ils s’étaient donnés. – Il ne faudra plus jamais faire ça, mon chéri… Jure le moi !Comme il ne répondait pas elle s’installa sur le ventre cette fois, lui souhaita bonne nuit, et il ne l’importuna plus.Elle s’endormit rapidement – ou fit semblant – et avant de trouver le sommeil lui aussi, il lui effleura les fesses du bout des doigts, les enfonça doucement dans la chair élastique, puis posa sa main sur le cul, lourdement, en propriétaire.Il ferma les yeux et s’endormit rapidement, dans les effluves et la chaleur du corps maternel, et sa dernière pensée avant de sombrer fut que les vacances ne pouvaient pas mieux commencer…

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Savana, Robert and Trevor part 4

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Savana, Robert and Trevor part 4Part fourRobert moved down the bed slowly, finally resting between my opened stocking clad legs. His warm breath was drifting sultrily over my just fucked shaved mound. His breath was stirring my erogenous zones into life as he looked up to my smiling face. Extending his tongue, he slithered the wet warm tip all around my shaved mound, tantalisingly slow, ensuring my sexual nerves were appreciating his gallant efforts. His tongue circled the shaved flesh around my labia, as his hot breath aroused the sensitive flesh of my excited labia. I moaned with ecstatic pleasure as my husband tenderly licked and kissed the just fucked flesh of my unfaithful pussy.“That feels so good!” I purred, moving my hips in a figure of eight motion, very slowly.A deliciously wicked sexy thought popped into my head just as the tip of my husbands tongue caressed my aroused clitoris.“Shall I phone Trevor and let him know what you’re doing?” I smiled enjoying the deft flicks of my husbands tongue.My husband looked up and smiled.“Why not FaceTime him!” he smiled and winked, giving me his blessing to put on a private sex show for my new lover.I leant over and gathered my iPhone out of my bag. Looking up Trevors contact details a pressed the FaceTime option and waited for Trevor to respond. In less than three rings, Trevor had answered the call, his beaming smile face taking up centre stage on my phone screen. His eyes widened when he saw my exposed breasts and the flushed look on my face.“Listen carefully babe!” I smiled “My husband knows you fucked me this evening and he liked it so much, he has fucked me also and now licking the pussy you fucked earlier!”Robert groaned with unabashed arousal at my tormenting statement, whereas Trevor’s eyes widened with disbelief.“Don’t worry he’s totally cool with it and has no objection to you to continue fucking me!” I moaned as my husbands tongue slid inside my pussylips.“Maybe one time you would both like to fuck me?” I smiled as my breathing became more throaty and erotic.“If he’s up for it, then so am I!” Trevor grinned, not fully believing the situation.“Come round tonight or tomorrow and we’ll fuck her senseless!” Robert said out of view of the camera lens.I turned the camera lens toward Robert, showing Trevor my husband licking the cunt he had fucked earlier.“I can be there in ten minutes!” Trevor smiled.“Make it thirty to allow me to have a quick shower and put on some nice sexy lingerie for you guys to enjoy while you fuck your slut!” I teased, ensuring both guys were sure of my intentions, if such a thing was needed.“I’ll see you guys then!” Trevor smiled then hung up.I looked at my husband sexily and whispered.“Take me into the shower where you can clean me, then pick something for me to wear, and dress me so I can be a fuck slut for my two men!”Robert’s face flushed as the teasing content of my sentence aroused him.Climbing off the bed, he guided me to the en-suite shower, where he turned on the water and gently removed my lingerie. I stepped into the warm shower as the clear warm water cascaded over my full breast, running down my taut stomach and gently caressing my excited shaved mound. Robert splashed some shower gel into the palms of his hands and began to run his hands over my soft wet flesh. His touched excited every nerve end in my body as hands covered every inch of naked skin. Kneading my soap covered breasts, he smoothed his strong hands down my stomach then positioned the palm of his hand over my shaved mound. The water gathered in the palm of his hand, delicately teasing the excited flesh of my pussy. He moved his hand back and forth over my mound then slid his index finger into my soaking wet hole. He stirred his finger expertly, cleaning and arousing my pussy with measured skill. The speed of my husbands finger increased intensively, bringing a very powerful orgasm for my pleasure. I felt my legs weaken and almost give way as the strong orgasm surged through me. I clung to the tiled wall until my orgasm subsided, my chest heaving illegal bahis from the panting sexual frenzy as the water ran over my smooth tanned skin.Robert turned off the shower and wrapped my body in a large white fluffy towel, gently rubbing his strong hands all over the towel, removing any residual moisture from my skin. I stepped out of the cocoon of the towel and swayed my naked hips as I walked to our bedroom. Robert rushed in front of me, making his way to my closet, to select the slut outfit he wished to see me parade in, just before both he and Trevor take me to sexual heights of pleasure I’d not experienced.Hubby turned and smiled at me.“This has all happened very quickly!” he grinned.“Maybe if we had analysed it, we maybe wouldn’t go through with it!” I smiled “But I have to tell you that having a different inside me was a fantastically sexy experience!”Robert grinned with an indisputable sexual flush on his face.“It’s going to be mind blowing watching another guy fuck you. Watching you move and squirm as his cock slides in and out of you!” He said straight faced “I can’t wait to hear you moan as he fucks you!”I looked into Roberts eyes and arrogantly smirked.“You’ll also hear me telling him how good his cock feels and how much bigger it is than yours!”The latter wasn’t true, as Robert and Trevor were much the same size, but it did feel empowering and sexy, tormenting my husband, which judging by the lump in his trousers, he was in complete agreement with.Roberts eyes rolled almost orgasmically as my words bit into his sexual psyche.“So you’re going to be a slut for him?” Robert enquired.“He’s already fucked me twice and I’ve swallowed his load both times!” I stated “What do you think? Of course I’m going to be a slut for him! I will also be a slut for you!” I assured Robert.His lust could no longer be disguised. My taunting and teasing were seriously hitting the spot as far as his arousal was concerned. His face was flushed with pure lust, his half closed eyes sparkling with drunken desire and his Adams apple moving wildly up and down his throat as he swallowed harshly.The fact that my teasing was arousing my husband so effectively, increased my libido immensely.I could feel the lips of my pussy tingle with lustful desire, as my pussy began to open delicately like a morning flower searching for sunlight. I craved more and decided to continue taunting and teasing my husband.“Pick out some stockings and stuff for me to wear when Trevor fucks me!” I smirked, almost dismissively.Robert dashed over to my closet, yanking a drawer open and delved inside. In a flurry of excitement I saw a PVC high waisted garter belt with matching quarter cup bra land on the bed opposite. This was joined immediately by a pair of black seamed stockings, which pleased me that my husband chose so well. I knew Trevor liked Stockings and Garters and this little ensemble would be right up his street. I placed the stockings on my feet and slowly smooth the sensual nylon up my legs. Placing the waist cinching garter belt around my waist, I fastened the hook and eyes on the tightest placings. My waist looked marvellous all cinched and streamlined. I fastened the black seamed stockings to the garter straps ensuring the seams were straight. Placing the quarter cups under my large firm breasts, I fastened the PVC bra at the back, as it held my bust almost cupping my breasts seductively. I turned to face Robert who was standing before me hold a pair of Black very high heeled stilettos with an ankle strap. Robert knelt before me, placing my dainty feet into the fuck me shoes. Fastening the ankle straps, he looked directly at my shaved pussy and smiled. Moving his head toward my mound, I placed the palm of my right hand over my pussy, preventing any access to my husband.“Sorry Honey but this is for Trevors pleasure. You can have some after he’s finished with it!” I said sternly, letting Robert know that tonight he was definitely in second place.Once again Roberts Adams apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed harshly. illegal bahis siteleri His face flushed and a little trickle of frustrated perspiration ran down the side of his brow. This little visual moment almost had me coming. My pussy was on fire with lust and desire. Trevor would need to hurry things along I was so desperate for his cock inside me. My mind was focussed on Trevor when my mouth opened and I uttered without any censorship.“I can’t wait to feel Trevors cock sliding in and out my cunt!”Robert groaned as my words tormented his aural cavity.“It will feel so nasty being fucked while my husband looks on, watching another man pleasure his wife!” I teased “You’ll be amazed at how much I worship his cock when I suck it, and your mind will be blown when you watch me swallow every last drop of spunk!”Robert groaned even louder as a long string off pre-cum oozed out of his cock, soaking the front of his trousers.The doorbell interrupted our role-play, as Trevor had arrived to sexually service me.My stomach flipped with nervous sexual excitement. My husband was about to witness his wife become an unfaithful slut, enjoying the lavish attention of another mans cock!“Shall I let him in or do you want the pleasure?” I smirked arrogantly.“You open the door dressed like that and I’ll wait at the top of the stairs!” Hubby said almost stammering with lust and nervousness.I traipsed down the stairs, my high heels clicking off the wooden stairs as I headed toward my front door. I stood behind the door, gave one final check of my lingerie clad body, took a deep breath then sighed ecstatically as I opened the front door.Trevor was standing on the doorstep, a huge girl emblazoned across his handsome face.“You sure you’re husband is ok with this?” Trevor enquired a little unsure.“He’s upstairs waiting for us to put on live sex show if you’re up for it?” I smiled, placing my left hand on my waist, bringing attention to my exposed breasts and naked shaved pussy.Trevor stepped into my lobby as I closed the front door behind him.“I’ll last a long time since you’ve already emptied me twice tonight!” He grinned confidently.“The longer you last, the more of your cock I get to enjoy!” I smiled as I brushed my lips against his, slithering my tongue between his lips and twisting and wrapping it around his own.Robert coughed deliberately to let us know he was watching from above.“Come upstairs guys!” he said, watching as Trevor placed his hands on my bald pussy and exposed breasts.Trevor looked me in the eyes, a broad arrogant smile swept across his face. His index finger slid inside my pussy as he began to finger me in full view of my husband. His arrogance and alpha male presence was an incredible turn on, making more subservient than I cared to be. Something powerful and primeval was controlling my lust as I moaned loudly at Trevors expert fingering technique. Hubby coughed once again as Trevor’s left hand squeezed my naked buttocks, pushing me on to his exploring digit. I began to pant uncontrollably, enjoying Trevors fingering and the obvious ritual humiliation my husband was experiencing.“I want you to fuck me!” I panted, rocking my hips back and forth as Trevor continued with his fingering onslaught. I glanced up at my hubby, my hips thrusting as Trevor fingered his once loyal wife as she acted like the perfect slut. The squelching sounds coming from my sensationally wet pussy, were reverberating in my lobby and cascading up the stairs. Robert groaned lustfully watching his wife in the early stages of her unfaithfulness. He adjusted his hard cock, still ensconced inside his trousers as he stared at his cheating slut wife and her lover.“Please fuck me!” I begged, my arms clinging around Trevors neck to maintain an element of balance.“Come on then” Trevor smiled “Let’s show your husband just how much of a cheating slut you are!”I came instantly as his fingers enthralled me and his harsh words excited me. Robert groaned loudly, voluntarily approving of Trevor’s alpha male antics.I walked up the stairs, canlı bahis siteleri a lingerie clad slut, heading toward her husband as Trevors fingers continued slithering in and out of my drenched cunt.Robert stepped to one side, allowing Trevor and I to move into the bedroom. On my way past my husband I ran my taloned nails gently across his cheek as he smiled at me. Entering the bedroom, I placed my right stockinged knee on the bed and turned toward Trevor and my husband.“Which way would you like to fuck me?” I smiled, opening my legs and lifting my ass high in the air. The cool waft of air swept over my exposed shaved pussy, giving Robert and Trevor a birds eye view of my wet pussy and puckered pink asshole.I heard the distinctive sound of Trevors trousers being unbuckled as he grinned.“I’ll fuck you from behind first so Robert can see me sliding inside his wife’s cunt and her slutty expressions as she enjoys another man’s cock!”Trevor was fast becoming an expert in this situation, arousing himself, my husband and obviously me with his carefully chosen words of domination.I felt Trevor climb on to the bed as his hard cock pushed at my pussylips, opening them with his domed head, as he pushed his cock inside, inch by inch. My eyes rolled with pure lust as my husband looked on in disbelief as Trevors cock slowly buried itself deep inside my cunt.I turned to my husband, looking at him with half closed lust filled eyes. He was stroking his erect cock slowly, as he stared at my pussy being filled and stretched by Trevors cock.“Why don’t you suck your husbands cock while I fuck your cheating cunt!” Trevor snarled as he began to increase the speed of his thrusts. Robert didn’t wait for my response or an invite, as he knelt in front of me, holding his hard cock at the base. He offered his throbbing cock to my slut mouth as my lips enveloped his domed head. My tongue was swirling around his excited glans as I began to give my husband the greatest blowjob in the history of sex. I was worshipping his cock as Trevor plowed my pussy with serious intent. I’d never felt so aroused or womanly at any other time in my life as I did at that moment.The most powerful orgasm of my life swept through me as my two men filled two of my available holes. My moans vibrated on the swollen glans of my husbands cock, exciting him further. There was no way he was going to last very long, judging by the moans and groans emanating from his mouth.“You cock sucking slut!” Trevor growled, slamming his hard cock in and out of my stretched pussy.This proved to be the catalyst for my husband who held my head over his cock as he emptied the biggest load he has ever produced, straight down my accepting throat.The force was so strong I had no other choice than to swallow the entire contents of his orgasm, smiling up at him as his flaccid cock slid from my lips.“Come in my mouth!” I panted to Trevor, as he continued his dynamic thrusting.“Your wife’s a cock loving cumslut!” Trevor snarled as I felt the his cock banging against my cervix.“Lay on your back while I let your husband see you swallow another mans spunk!” Trevor stated, emphasising his alpha male status.“Yes please!” I panted subserviently.“I’m going to come round here and fuck this slut anytime I want!” Trevor said, smiling confidently at my husband, who responded by meekly nodding his head in agreement.He withdrew his cock as I slid down the bed, turning on to my back. His cock approached my open mouth, the glans resting on my bottom as he snarled.“Finger your cunt whilst you swallow my spunk!” I moaned in total ecstasy, as my fingers slid between my drenched pussylips, squelching in and out of my orgasmic cunt. Trevor growled through clenched teeth as he emptied his load into my hungry mouth. Hubby’s eyes were wide open in shock and unadulterated lust, as he witnessed his loving wife take the load of another man.As the sexual pleasure all three of us had just experienced began to wane, Robert looked at me and smiled.“That was the horniest thing I’ve ever experienced!” He said stroking my hair “This will definitely be part of sex life from now on!”Trevor smiled, let out a large sigh and said.“I’m so pleased you approve, as your slut wife is one hot piece of ass!”This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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