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My Study BuddyThis is my imagination of the first time I had sex with another girl. It was early fall of my first year at college. I was still a virgin and had hardly even dated, let alone get anywhere close to sex. A group of us had become members of a women’s club with its own house on campus. As afternoon of studying gave way to evening, we allowed ourselves finally a much-needed break and sat down to a dinner in the grand old dining hall of our house. I didn’t really know any of the other girls very well yet. I was seated next to a cute little blonde I introduced myself and she replied that her name was Sasha. About halfway through the meal she whispered to me that she was going to take a trip to the ladies’ room. Having had a few glasses of wine, it struck me as a good idea. We excused ourselves from the large gathering at the table. Giggling and a bit tipsy from too much wine, we made our way down a long hallway and found the bathroom. Finishing up, I stepped out of the bathroom stall and saw Sasha primping her long blonde hair in the mirror. She was trim and athletic, with beautiful golden locks, cute-as-a-button features, and a mischievous grin that she could summon on demand. I looked her over, jealously admiring the firm curve of her rump that strained the limits of her impossibly tight little skirt. I was fit and shapely myself, but damn — that blonde just had one of those perfectly tight little asses that even a fellow girl couldn’t help but longingly admire. I let my gaze linger, mentally undressing her and wishing I had chosen a skirt instead of jeans. Then I looked up at the mirror to see Sasha looking back at me in the reflection. She gave me a friendly smile, but I knew I had been caught checking her out for far too long. I blushed red with embarrassment and muttered an apology, but she was kind enough to pretend it hadn’t happened.I stepped up to the sink next to hers, touching up my lipstick and giving my silky black hair a quick tussle with my fingers. I adjusted my low-cut blouse to expose a bit of my bra and hard nipples. I looked again at Sasha in the mirror and caught her looking at me and I thought I saw a hint of desire in her eyes. I had been introduced to porn in high school, but never did anything about it other than with myself. I loved to watch lesbian porn and wondered what sex with another girl would be like. “Ellen, I’m worried about exams; would you like to study together tonight?” She asked so innocently, I couldn’t help but like her. She had an instant charm about her that just won me over. We went back to the dining room and finished dinner, chatting together as we did. It was clear that we would become friends; we talked about a lot of things we had in common. I found myself touching her arm a lot as we chatted and Sasha didn’t seem to mind.As dinner began to break up, I asked Sasha if she still wanted to study. She nodded her head and I suggested we head up to my room, which was larger than hers and I had it to myself. Sasha said she would get her books and meet me in a few minutes. I hurried to my room and straightened it up a bit. I also changed out of my jeans and slipped on a pair of loose shorts. Then I spread my study stuff out on my bed and began to figure out what we should focus on. A few minutes later, Sasha knocked on my door; I opened it to find she too had changed – into a blouse and pleated skirt. She looked gorgeously sexy. I pointed to the bed and she sat and spread out her material. We curled up on the bed with our heads almost touching and began to work through our study material – Organic Chemistry. I really enjoyed studying with her; Sasha was very smart as well as cute. We worked quite hard on some kind of organic compound and I just began to have a mental overload and began to chuckle. Sasha began to giggle to and leaned her head against mine. As I looked at her, I noticed that I could see down her blouse and saw that she had opted for a white cotton bra. Her breasts were visible, and I could see her nipples were hard. Again, she caught me and asked if I liked what I saw. I nodded, blushing “You’re very pretty,” I said impishly. “And so are you,” she whispered, her face very close to mine. I felt my heart flutter at the encouraging compliment and had goosebumps as she stroked my arm.“Kiss her,” a voice inside my head instructed, and I felt my heart skip a beat. My eyes met Sasha’s and it became hard to breathe. I had never had any sort of intimate contact with another girl. Sasha esenyurt escort looked at me and seemed hesitant and unsure of what to do. “I’m glad we’ve become friends.” Her eyes were wide and her voice had a nervous tone to it, but she licked her lips and gently brushed her fingertips across my lips.I pulled my head back at her touch and Sasha immediately blushed and muttered an apology and moved away. “No! Wait… wait!” I replied in a panic. “Sasha, I’m good with this if you are.” I felt a shudder of nervous energy go through me, but then felt a sense of calm. Shyly I looked at Sasha, noting once again that she was in fact a very attractive girl. I closed the distance between us and traced my fingers along her cheek. I brought my hand to the back of her head and slowly pulled her towards me. Our lips met and we engaged in a wet kiss. I had to admit, it was a lot better than I expected. Neither Sasha nor I dared to break off contact, apparently not wanting the kiss to end. I felt Sasha pause then felt her part her lips. I felt the tip of her tongue nuzzle my lips, and I opened my mouth and responded in kind. The tips of our tongues teased each other, and then Sasha slipped her tongue deeper into my mouth, exploring. After a moment she withdrew and looked at me. “I’ve never done anything like this before; I’ve only seen things like this watching porn.” Sasha laughed “Me too.” She brought her mouth back to mine and I slipped my tongue deep into her mouth. I could feel her breathing change, taking on a deeper, more urgent pace. In response, I felt my nipples begin to swell and harden, the erect nubs raising visible protrusions in my blouse as I pressed myself against her heaving chest. Finally, we withdrew, panting and doe-eyed with surprise and arousal. “I’ve…ah… I’ve never…” Sasha stammered in a husky, lust-filled voice. I gulped and nodded, my eyes wide as a blush of embarrassment began to creep its way up my face. Nervously I broke eye contact and looked away to avoid falling under the spell of gazing further into her beautiful eyes.“Undress her,” the voice said.I hesitated, looking at Sasha. Her eyes said not to stop and looked at me with shy expectation. I felt the blush of embarrassment rise further up my face; with nervous fingers I reached out and began to undo the buttons of her top. I finally managed to work my way through all the buttons and then slipped Sasha’s blouse over her shoulders and peeled the silky garment off her. I took a deep breath and looked ate her. I could see her hard, dark nipples pushing against her bra. Now, I wanted to see her and reached up again, my fingers finding the front clasp on Sasha’s bra, trying to undo the stubborn hook.In the process my fingers found their way inside one of her bra cups, found her nipple, heard her sigh in response. She closed her eyes, swaying slightly back and forth. My fingers spent a bit more time in Lexi’s cleavage than was truly necessary. Under the poorly disguised pretense of wrestling with the tiny fastener, I slipped my fingers into both cups of her bra, aroused by the feel of her small breasts and now very hard nipples. Sasha’s breathing was deep and urgent, and she didn’t make a single complaint as my fingers continued to explore. Finally, the little hooks unlatched and I peeled away Sasha’s bra. Her firm petite breasts bounced free, and I couldn’t help but stare at their perky, upturned form, so soft and inviting. Her nipples were swollen into erect little nubs, evidencing an obvious state of arousal. I nervously licked my lips, trying to deny the hint of moisture that began to dampen my panties. I reached out my hands and caressed Sasha’s breasts; “They’re perfect,” I whispered and kissed her deeply.As we kissed, Sasha began to pull my blouse from my shorts. I was wearing a pull-over top, so I raised my arms as Sasha worked my blouse free. My heart was beating double-time as she drew the garment upwards. Her hands seemed to linger as her fingers gently stroked the sides of my breasts. I stifled a gasp of arousal at her purposeful caress. Then she tugged upward on my blouse and it slipped over my head and free of my body. I shook out the tangles of my silky black hair, casting a shy look in Sasha’s direction as I brushed a few stray hairs from my face. Our eyes met for a moment, holding a lingering gaze. Sasha dropped the garment and it fell like a puddle of white silk next to hers on the floor. Sasha stared at my avrupa yakası escort chest, trying to figure out how to open my bra. “It hooks in the back,” I offered in a quiet whisper. Sasha stepped in close and reached around me with her arms, working blindly behind my back at the clasp as her face pressed against me breasts, her hot breath washing across my tits. At last my bra clasp gave way. Sasha leaned back as she peeled the straps off my shoulders. My naked tits were revealed, jiggling and quivering as they tumbled free of the bra cups. My nipples stood firm and erect on my heaving chest, clearly showing my growing state of arousal.“Oh… my…” Sasha gasped softly, wide-eyed and impulsively raised her hand to caress my exposed breasts. She gently teased my nipples with her fingers. I felt a shiver of lust race up my spine and a dash of moisture ooze from my sex. “Don’t stop,” the voice said. We were now sitting facing each other. Sasha’s legs were spread a bit and I could see black panties under her skirt. I let my hands fall onto her legs and I began to stroke up and down her thighs. My hands went higher up her thighs each time and I could hear Sasha begin to moan. I reached behind her to find the zipper of her skirt. The sound of her being unzipped was the only sound in the room. After unzipping her, my hands found her hips. I slowly traced my fingers up and down her firm flanks, admiring her form. Sasha gazed into my eyes as my fingers slid down to her waistline and tugged her tight skirt downward as Sasha lifted her hips to assist in the process. Freed from the swell of her hips, Sasha’s skirt slid easily down her tanned and well-formed legs. Sasha was now naked except for skimpy black panties.I coaxed Sasha into lying back on my bed. My face was next to her upper thighs and I could smell the wafting scent of her growing sexual excitement. I could feel the new sensation of butterflies in my tummy as I began to burn with a desire to make love to Sasha. I gazed lustfully at enticing swell of her panty-covered pussy mound. The soft material was pulled up tight into the cleft of her pussy, forming a perfect camel toe. A dark glistening stain of wetness soaked slowly through the cottony patch of material, gradually growing in size. I looked up at Sasha but she had her eyes closed, her head swaying slowly back and forth as if in a trance. I brought a hand to her hips, finding the narrow strip of elastic that comprised the hem of her panties. I began to trace the outline of her panties with my finger, along the waistband, then down to trace the inside of her thighs. My other hand found one of her breasts and I began to knead her nipple. I slipped my hand inside her panties and worked my way down to her slit. “Are you sure?” I whispered and Sasha looked with lust-filled eyes and nodded “Since I first saw you.” I began to work her pussy and Sasha’s hips began to writhe. I could feel my arousal grow as I watched my fingers through her panty fabric. Sasha’s head went back as her mouth opened in a low moan as her first orgasm washed over her. I reached up and she kissed me deeply, pulling my mouth to her. I pulled away from our kiss and watched as I slowly peeled the panties down off her hips. Her panty crotch rolled downward, exposing her naked pussy. Glistening spider webs of dewy pussy juice stretched between her cunt lips and the panties, each one breaking off in turn as her panties slipped further down her legs. Sasha lifted her hips to allow me to slide them over her hips. The crotch of her panties was sopping wet, and her trimmed bush glistened with her juices. Sasha let her legs fall open; inches from my face, her pussy lips slowly unfurled, revealing her velvety pink folds. My mouth watered as I forced my eyes away from the inviting sight, dragging her panties down off her legs. I felt Sasha’s panties, her gusset was gooey with her come and I sensuously rolled the moist, slippery material through my fingers. I reached up and slipped my fingers into Sasha’s mouth. She knew what she was tasting as she whimpered.“Taste her” the voice said.I rolled over to slip between Sasha’s thighs. I looked up into Sasha’s eyes, open now in anticipation. The look was clear she wanted me to fuck her. I looked down and saw a woman’s sex for the first time. Sasha’s lips were spread, opening her pinkness like a flower. Her clit was hard and exposed, and she was anadolu yakası escort so wet. I closed my mouth over her clit and began to draw it between my teeth, teasing it in and out of my mouth. I slipped a finger inside Sasha and let it curl upward inside her in search of her button. As my finger entered her, Sasha gave out a loud moan and I could feel her stomach undulating. As I worked on her clit, Sasha began to moan with each cycle of teasing her clit. Finding her button I began to ease it with my finger in rhythm with teasing her clit. I could feel her pussy walls begin to spasm and wondered if she was coming. Her thighs pressed against my head, pinning me against her. A hand reached down to pull my head closer. And, suddenly she exploded in her orgasm. Juices soaked my mouth and hand as she spasmed. I could feel myself juicing as I realized that I had given her an orgasm.“Your turn,” the voice said.I pulled Sasha up so that we could kiss again. God, I wanted her to take me. She slid her mouth down and covered one of my breasts as she kneaded my other nipple between her fingers. Taking her hands in mine, I guided her to the waistband of my shorts. She brought her face to mine and once again our lips met, nuzzling in a sensual embrace as I felt my pants come undone at her touch. Once again the noise of a zipper was the only sound in the room as Sasha opened up my shorts. Her wet tongue slipped into my waiting mouth as her fingers slipped inside my shorts. “No panties? Naughty girl,” Sasha whispered breathlessly as the tips of her fingers found the wisps of my pubic hair. She rolled my erect clit between her fingers and I shuddered as if electric shocks ran through my body. Finding no resistance to her intimate touch, Sasha explored lower, slipping just the tip of a single finger inside me. “You are so wet!” Sasha whispered. “I’m on fire,” I whispered back. Sasha pressed her finger deeper inside me as she broke off our kiss. I could feel myself falling as her lips nuzzled their way to my ear and her hot wet tongue slipped inside. Sasha’s teeth gently nipped at my ear lobe as her tongue explored my ear. My breathing now came in desperate little gasps, and my hips rose and fell as Sasha’s fingers penetrated me. I shivered as my hands roamed across her naked back. I brought my hands to my waist and squirmed as I worked my shorts down off my hips and thighs. As I wriggled out of my shorts, Sasha worked her fingers ever deeper into the clutching tunnel of my pussy. And all the while she never missed a beat as she continued to alternately nibble on my earlobe and tickle the tip of her warm, wet tongue deliciously into my ear. “Deeper?” she teased in a whisper. I nodded eagerly, thinking that sounded like an outstanding idea.Sasha withdrew her finger from my pussy with a wet slurp, causing me to mewl in protest. She brought her glistening fingers to her lips as I watched, and sensuously sucked off my juices, closing her eyes as she savored the taste. I licked my lips, mimicking her actions. She brushed her finger across my lips, giving me just a taste of my sweet little cunt. Then she slipped her fingers back inside me and worked her mouth down to take a nipple between her teeth. She teased me, gently rubbing my clit and slowly rolling the fleshy, glistening lips of my pussy between her fingertips. I groaned in frustration, needing her back inside me. “Please…” I begged, closing my hand down over hers. Sasha rewarded me by forcing two of her fingers inside me. As Sasha worked over mu pussy, I could feel her maneuver herself, slipping my thigh between her legs. I began to groan with naked desire as she ground her naked pussy against my upper thigh. I felt a warm smear of her slippery vaginal juices coat my skin.I was on the verge of an orgasmic explosion as Sasha moved her head down my stomach and tugged at my shorts. She finally finished peeling off my shorts, leaving us both naked. Freed from my shorts, my legs fell open and welcomed Sasha. She looked into my eyes as she slid between my thighs and took my pussy into her mouth. She locked onto it and began to alternately sucking me into her mouth and then driving her tongue deep inside me. I ground my hips against her and pulled her head as tightly as I could against my pussy. I pinched a nipple with my other hand. All the while I had the feeling of falling and suddenly, I could feel a boiling feeling start deep inside me. It kept coming as Sasha kept working over my sex. And then I felt an explosion inside me. My legs shook as my orgasm tore through me. I couldn’t breathe and I felt my body just shake as I continued to orgasm. Finally, I had to push Sasha away so I could breathe. I looked down at her and her face was covered with my juices. She smiled at me and slipped up to kiss me. I took her in a deep embrace and whispered “Would you like to spend the night?”

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Part 1 Friends And WifeShe lay there in her warm and soft bed, covered with her favorite satin linens, unable to stop her mind from racing. The thoughts were of the earlier hours of the evening while having dinner with her family and some close friends… The house was lit up with the warm glow and scent of many large candles situated quite precisely around the house. Ensuring every corner of the large home was scented of pinewood and rain, with the perfect amount of candlelight to set a mood almost that could be compared to a bonfire in the forest. After greeting her family and friends she was introduced to a new face. His name is ***** and he is very handsome. Tall and well portioned, clearly he watched his diet and fitness. His dirty blond hair was short and clean-cut like a military person would have. Dark blue eyes glimmering like a clear blue ocean met with her light green, said to be intoxicating, bedroom eyes. She is quickly informed he is her old roommates’ husband and they are about to celebrate 5 years of marriage. After all greetings and reunions were done, drinks were poured, dinner was to be served however the speeches for ***** and ***** 5 year wedding anniversary and toast will be first. As the evening went on bakırköy escort ***** met eyes with her multiple times. His wife was very beautiful however she was incredibly beautiful herself. She smiled and looked away as she felt awkward to have someone else’s husband let alone her old roommate and close friends, staring at her in a manner not of “do I know you from somewhere”. She could feel every glance and gaze and as the night continued dinner was over and the table was loud with conversation. ***** was helping to clear the air on a story that was being terribly told by his wife when he looked over and engaged the question, what would you have done? Feeling singled and even more uncomfortable by his quite bold attempts to show attraction to her secretly. She quickly answered and excused herself to the bathroom. Upon returning to the very loud and still very full table of gather loved ones, she had noticed her seat taken by *****s wife and her seat beside ***** was the only available seat. Looking over at her and then him she hesitantly sat down. ***** looked directly into her eyes as if to swim in them with his own and said, you have very captivating eyes, they seem to compete with my own. beşiktaş escort “I’m threatened by that”, he said softly to her with a very sexy and almost mischievous smile, “punishment is in order for that little miss”. Before she could even prosses the words that came from his mouth she could feel a warm slow approaching touch under her skirt. He had slid his hand under it and was making sure to make her look at him the entire time.He was getting close to the topmost of her inner thigh and she did not stop it, frozen with the thought of what to do, the feeling of lust and a desire to feel his hands on her even though his wife is right there and a close friend. He kept staring directly into her eyes as she felt the warmth of his fingers growing closer to her now wet and awaiting little hole. Looking over at *****s wife, seeing she was not even paying attention, lost in her conversation, oblivious. Her head is jerked back from looking at her, making her gaze into his eyes again. She feels him rub his fingers skillfully over her wet spot and clit, almost making her cum right then and there. You need to move closer, and he pulls her chair swiftly and yet quietly closer to him. He moves her panties beylikdüzü escort to the side and slowly slides a single finger inside her. “You are so wet and tight, that’s a good girl, your punishment will continue as I see fit do you understand? Giving her no time to answer he slides a second finger deep inside her and as she almost lets out a moan it is stifled by her thoughts of his wife still sitting there completely unaware. His fingers deep in a pussy that is not his wife’s. She was getting warmer and more flush as he fingered her tight little hole faster and harder. He smiled at the feeling of her juices on his hand and fingers. She glanced down to see he was bulging in his jeans and that made her so much more aroused and she could not understand why she felt like this. This was her friends’ husband, she hadn’t known him for more than three hours! This was the first time she had ever done anything even remotely close to this kind of public and non-private setting. As her mind raced and her clit became more swollen. as he slid his fingers in and out, her pussy was warm and ready. He continued to finger her faster, until she came hard on his hands. Slowly removing his fingers he placed them in his mouth to taste her. His cock was throbbing at the feeling of her pussy juice on him and the taste of her sweet cum. “Go to the bathroom and clean up,” he said to her and without even thinking she stood up and proceeded to the bathroom. Not noticing he had followed behind her…… TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2!!!!!

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Soumis malgré moi–part 9(BDSM)-Préparatif suiteSoumis malgré moi – part 9 (BDSM) – Préparatif suite et rencontre avec les invitéshttps://fr.xhamster.com/stories/soumis-malgr-moi-part-8-bdsm-pr-paratif-soir-e-9738233Je n’ai rien le temps de faire dans la maison que la sonnette de l’entrée retenti. Sophie est en avance. je lui ouvre la porte et la voit rentrer une mallette à la main.Sans mis attendre, elle s’approche et me fait la bise en me disant bonjour. Ses bisous sont très appuyés comme si on se connaissant depuis des années en tant qu’amis et que l’on ne s’était pas vu depuis longtemps.- allons y Sue dit-elle.Sur ces mots, je reprends mes esprits immédiatement et comprend qu’elle n’est pas là pour des babioles.Sophie s’installe alors sur une chaise dans la salle, pose la mallette sur la table en verre, l’ouvre et me fais signe de venir m’assoir vers elle.Je comprends vite ce qui va arriver maintenant en voyant le contenu de la mallette: Il y a tous les ustensiles d’une manucure à domicile : un coussin bizarre qu’elle pose sur la table, des coupes ongles, des limes, des faux ongles, plusieurs vernis, un appareil UV et produit divers type dissolvant ou durcisseur…- Tu dois être impeccable pour ce soir comme Madame Emmanuelle me l’a demandé. Pose tes mains sur ce repose-mains Sue.Je suis sidéré de me voir faire. Dès que j’entends le simple mot “Sue” je deviens obéissant et soumis.Sophie est là, devant moi. Je ne peux m’empêcher de repenser à notre dernière rencontre ou elle m’avait excité des heures entières et m’avais laissé sans me faire jouir. Je prendrais bien ma revanche si je n’avais pas ma cage et si je n’étais pas dans la position de “Sue”.Sophie commence à couper et limer mes ongles puis applique un soin. Nous discutons de tout et de rien au début quand viens le sujet du cercle de Madame. Sophie me demande de lui raconter ma première semaine d’éducation ce qui n’a pas l’air de la laisser indifférente. Voyant cela, je n’hésite pas à entrer dans les détails pour l’exciter encore plus et je vois à travers la table en verre ses jambes s’écarter de plus en plus laissant apparaitre son sexe et toujours ses anneaux ficelés aux jambes écartant ses lèvres. Entremêlé à l’odeur du soin des ongles, je crois même sentir l’odeur de sa cyprine luisante déjà présente sur les petites lèvres de sa chatte.Sophie sort alors une boite dans laquelle se trouve des faux ongles très longs et commence à les essayer un par un pour trouver lequel correspond à chacun de mes doigts. Les ongles sont arrondis à l’extrémité et dépasse de mes doigts d’un bon cm.Après quelques minutes, les 10 ongles sont alignés sur la table devant moi et Sophie appose de la colle spéciale sur les ongles de ma mains gauche. Un doigt après l’autre, elle colle les faux ongles puis passe à la main droite. Elle continue la petite séance manucure, me lime les ongles, me met un vernis rouge vif qu’elle fait sécher avec la machine UV pour finir par me mettre un durcisseur. durant tout ce temps je ne peux m’empêcher de regarder sa chatte dégoulinante. elle est autant excitée que moi, et si nous n’étions pas elle soumise, moi soumis et en cage, je pense qu’on se seraient sauté dessus pour baiser comme des animaux.- Fais très attention Sue, je pense que tu n’es pas habitué à avoir des ongles si long. Je serais déçu que tu abime le vernis d’ici ce soir et Madame Emmanuelle risquerais de te le faire payer.Sophie range alors tout son matériel et repart en me disant qu’on allait se revoir bientôt et que ce serait un plaisir pour elle.Une fois seul, Je commence à faire un peu de rangement et de ménage chez moi et je me rends compte à quel point mes gestes sont altérés par mes nouveaux ongles. Mais comment font ces femmes qui gardent des ongles si longs et arrive à faire toutes les tâches ménagères ? Il n’y a pas 5 minutes que Sophie est partie que la sonnette retenti à nouveau. Je pense que Sophie à du oublier quelque chose. J’ouvre la porte et là… c’est l’effroi. Je mets rapidement mes mains dans le dos pour cacher mes faux ongles. C’est la factrice.Une petite jeune étudiante d’une vingtaine d’année qui fait des remplacements pendant les vacances d’été. Un peu rondelette et pas très grande, lunettes rondes accentuant le bleu de ses yeux, légèrement maquillé, de court cheveux teint en rouge et un piercing sur l’arcade sourcilière.- Bonjour Monsieur me dit-elle, je m’excuse de vous déranger à cette heure mais la voiture est tombée en panne et j’ai pris plus de 3 heures de retard sur ma tournée. Tenez, j’ai un colis pour vous.- Bonjour, merci.J’att**** rapidement le colis alors qu’elle tapote sur son appareil de suivi de colis afin qu’elle ne remarque pas mes nouveaux ongles. Je commence à refermer la porte en disant.- Merci, au revoir et bonne fin de tournée.- Attendez !!! C’est une livraison avec signature monsieur, il faut signer ici me dit-elle en tendant son boitier pour signature.Je suis pris à nouveau, je réfléchie rapidement à ce que je vais bien pouvoir dire. J’att**** le boitier et signe alors en disant.- Je signe ici ? je dois faire vite, je dois finir de me déguiser pour un enterrement de vie de garçon.- Oui signé ici. Merci Je signe et dit au revoir en refermant la porte. J’ai trouvé une bonne excuse mais voyant sa tête et son sourire en coin, je ne suis pas convaincu qu’elle m’ait cru car il faut dire que j’ai les faux ongles d’une part mais que mes bras sont épilés d’autre part. Nous verrons bien et ce n’est pas grave, c’est une remplaçante.J’ouvre le colis qui contient simplement des ampoules que j’avais commandé sur une plateforme de vente à distance. Je regarde l’heure, et me rends compte qu’il est déjà 16h30. Il est temps d’aller chez Madame Emmanuelle. Je préfère être en avance plutôt quand retard. Je ferme ma maison et vais à pied chez Madame.La voiture de Madame Emmanuelle est garée dans la cour, elle est donc déjà rentrée. Je sonne à la porte qui est resté grande ouverte et Madame me dit de rentré.-Bonjour Sue, entre je suis dans le salon.- Bonjour Maitresse. Vous avez fait bon voyage ?- Oui, Merci Sue. Tes habits sont en bas, va te préparer. Je t’expliquerais le déroulement de la soirée quand tu remonteras. Rejoins-moi ici quand tu es prête.- Oui Maitresse.Avec tous les événements de la semaine, j’en avais presque oublié à quoi ressemblait Madame Emmanuelle. Aujourd’hui, elle portait un tailleur de haute couture dont le décolleté très échancré laisse bakırköy escort voir une partie de ses seins. Comme à son habitude, Madame est parfaitement maquillée et coiffée. Elle m’avait surpris encore dans ses propos en me disant “quand tu es prête ” et non “quand tu es prêt”; elle me considère donc comme une soumise.Je descends en bas pour me vêtir. Sans surprise cette fois, je découvre en arrivant dans le vestiaire une jupe courte, des bas des chaussures à talons hauts et chemisier en soie rouge et bien sur un plug anal de 6 cm de diamètre. Une fois prêt, je retourne au salon.Madame Emmanuelle m’attend dans le fauteuil. Elle me fait signe de m’approcher et me dit :- Mets-toi à genoux ici Sue. Je vois que Louane et Sophie se sont bien occupés de toi, tu es très belle, bien épilé de partout et tu as un très joli verni. Elle attend quelques secondes le temps de me mettre à genoux et poursuit :- Nous recevons 4 invités ce soir. Ce sont des amis de longue date alors sois irréprochable. Il y aura Mr et Mme Martin, tous les deux sont Dominants. Tu les appelleras Maitre Jeff et Maitresse Anna. Le second couple est Maitresse Cloé accompagnée de son soumis Ben. Il fera le service avec toi. Mr Martin est très connu dans le milieu, il dirige une société d’import-export.Nous prendrons l’apéritif dans le salon et mangerons ici. Vous ferez réchauffer le repas que Fred dépose à 19h et bien sur le service à table. Ben t’expliqueras toute à l’heure. Lorsque le repas sera fini, nous irons en bas dans le donjon pour prendre le café et le digestif avec Ben pour nous servir pendant que tu nettoieras ici. Tu nous rejoindras dès que tu auras fini. Tu as tout compris Sue ?- Oui Maitresse.Maitresse Cloé et Ben arrivent vers 18h. Maitresse Cloé est une femme de 32 ans, très belle et très grande et tout de cuir vêtu. Jupe mi-longue, cuissarde et bustier. Sa longue chevelure rousse laisse entrevoir à travers les lacets du bustier un tatouage intégral du dos. Quant à Ben, c’est un homme brun au cheveux court, faisant 1.75 m tout comme moi mais avec un bon 80 Kg.Sans attendre et sans que personne ne lui dise, Ben me fais signe de le suivre et va directement dans le sous-sol.Il ouvre son casier pour en sortir une tenue identique à la mienne et tout en s’habillant, m’explique comment nous devons nous comporter pour le service. Ben a de multiple piercing, 1 à la langue, 1 à chaque sein, aux testicules et un piercing « prince Albert » verrouillé par cadenas à sa cage de chasteté empêchant ainsi tout retrait.- C’est ton premier service Sue, il n’y a rien de compliqué et tout devrait bien se passer. Nous allons manger tous les deux dès que nous serons remontés afin d’être disponible pour les convives. Nous resterons toujours vers eux debout, les mains dans le dos et nous ferons leurs moindres demandes. Sauf si autorisation de parler, nous resterons silencieux. Tu n’auras qu’à faire comme moi Sue.J’avais bien remarqué en rangeant ce midi que Mr Fred avait amené à manger pour 4 personnes. C’était donc en prévision de ce soir pour Ben et moi.Nous remontons, et nous allons manger un morceau pendant que Madame Emmanuelle et Maitresse Cloé font un tour dans la propriété.Ben continu à m’expliquer les positions et le comportement à avoir ce soir, il m’indique aussi de ne pas imaginer ceci ou cela sur la soirée car certaines fois, les soirées sont tout ce qu’il y a de normale et d’autre fois les soirées sont plus que torride. Il me pose quelques questions sur ma vie personnelle et professionnelle et me donne des informations sur la sienne. Il me dit entre autre qu’il a 30 ans mais qu’il est déjà le soumis de Maitresse Cloé depuis 14 ans. Il continu ses explications en me disant que Mr Martin est un des membres le plus important du cercle. Il dirige une société d’import-export mais celle-ci est peu commune. La société est spécialisée dans l’import et la distribution d’article sexuels. Il a des contrats avec de grosses chaines européenne de sexshop et de VPC ainsi qu’avec des clubs SM. C’est un secteur très lucratif et l’on n’imagine pas les quantités de produit qu’il vend chaque jour si bien que Madame Martin n’a pas besoin de travailler.Nous finissons à peine de manger que Mr et Mme Martin arrivent. Ben se lève immédiatement et va se mettre debout dans le hall d’entrée, les mains dans le dos et la tête penché en avant pour les accueillir. Je le suis instantanément et me mets à ces coté dans la même position.Je vois arriver Mr martin qui est un homme de 45 ans, 1.85 m pour 80 kg, chauve avec un petit bouc et habillé avec un smoking de grande qualité. Il tire derrière lui une valise de voyage à roulette. Maitresse Anna a le même âge que lui, blonde et maigre, 1.75 m pour 60 Kg, portant mini-jupe, bas, talons et un chemisier très ouvert laissant voir sa poitrine généreuse qu’elle avait dû se refaire faire au vu de sa corpulence.Après quelques formules de politesse, nous allons au salon. Madame Emmanuelle et Maitresse Cloé nous on rejoint et nous commençons notre soirée de service avec ben en prenant les commandes pour l’apéritif. Comme pour le service de Miss Louane, le service se fais sur plateau tenu par des chainettes et des pinces aux seins. Je comprends pourquoi les chemisiers n’avais que deux petits boutons vers le bas permettant ainsi le passage des chainettes.Nous faisons le service et restons debout, les mains dans le dos à attendre les ordres en écoutant leurs discussions. Après quelques conversations sur des sujets divers, je comprends que cette soirée ne sera pas “commune” lorsque Mr Martin lance :- J’ai une surprise pour toi Manu, Je rentre de voyage d’affaire chez des fournisseur et j’ai ramené des échantillons pour les tester. Va chercher la valise Ben.- Va avec lui me lança Madame Emmanuelle et posez vos plateaux en passant par la cuisine.Nous exécutons et à notre retour, Madame Emmanuelle m’ordonne de m’approcher d’elle pendant que ben ouvre la valise.- Tu n’as pas besoin de ça se soir Sue dit-elle en prenant la clé de ma cage et en me la retirant. De toute façon Louane m’a dit que Fred t’avait bien vidé à midi donc il n’y a pas de risque.- Sors les barres de contrainte dit Maître Jeff à ben. Tu vas voir Manu, ce n’est pas nouveau mais celle-ci sont spécialement conçu pour montage et démontage rapide.- Oui Maitre Jeff, répond Ben.Effectivement, en moins de 30 secondes, Ben l’a monté. Je reconnais bien ce matériel beşiktaş escort : des barres en H posées au sol, une barre a une extrémité avec un collier et une barre en forme de T pour surélever le cul du soumis ou de la soumise à l’autre extrémité. Il impose la position à quatre pattes, le cul bien en l’air avec le cou, les pieds et les mains attachés.- Attache Sue poursuit-il. Et sort le sac rouge qu’on test tout cela.Ben ouvre le sac dans lequel il y a plusieurs accessoires. Il sort en premier un bâillon fait d’un anneau plastique rigide et pourvu d’une pression de chaque côté. Il me met le bâillon me laissant la bouche grande ouverte. Je sens déjà ma bave commencer à couler quand ben sort un gode d’une dizaine de centimètre et de tout petit diamètre, me le rentre dans la bouche à travers l’anneau et finir par le fixer avec les pressions. La longueur et le diamètre font que le gode dépasse juste de ma luette pour entrer dans ma gorge sans pour autant m’empêcher de respirer par le nez. Je me rends compte que je deviens une vraie salope car même en ayant un petit haut de cœur, j’apprécie le bâillon et j’aurais même eu envie que le sexe soit un peu plus long. Tout le monde le remarque en voyant mon sexe qui gonfle et qui commence à relever ma mini-jupe. Même Ben commence à être excité mais il est vite repris par Maitresse Anna qui lui lance un regard tyrannique en voyant cela.Ben regarde à nouveau dans le sac et sort des pinces bizarres et une télécommande. Il donne la télécommande à Maitre Jeff puis me met une pince à chaque sein qui me font sursauter. Le sursaut est très léger car il m’avait bien attaché de façon à réduire au maximum mes mouvements. – Regarde ce petit bijou de technologie Manu, c’est une vrai nouveauté qui va faire un carton je pense dit Jeff en lui montrant la télécommande. En appuyant sur les touches il poursuit : – Avec ces touches-là, tu peux mettre en route les vibrations des pinces en gérant l’intensité mais avec celles-là… Wouaou J’adore. Regarde ça, c’est du jamais vu.J’ai les seins qui vibrent je pense au maximum de l’intensité mais d’un coup, je ressens des douleurs de plus en plus fortes au seins et je ne peux m’empêcher de lâcher un « Ah » de douleur à travers mon bâillon gode qui me remplit la bouche. Les pinces se resserrent de plus en plus, j’ai de plus en plus mal pourtant elles ne s’arrêtent pas de serrer encore et encore plus fort au grand plaisir de Madame Emmanuelle qui me regarde gémir de douleur et remuer mon corps sur le socle de contrainte.Je sens les pinces se desserrer un peu à mon grand soulagement et je me dit que Maitre Jeff doit être un maître plutôt cruel car il a bien dû aller au maximum du serrage possible sans même de préliminaires.- Ca me plait beaucoup Jeff dit Madame Emmanuelle.- C’est cadeau pour toi Manu. J’ai d’autres échantillons au bureau lui répond-t-il en lui donnant la télécommande.Ni une ni deux et voilà que les pinces se resserrent à nouveau et me font gémir de douleur. Du coin de l’œil, Je vois Madame Emmanuelle prendre un grand plaisir à me voir gesticuler et souffrir. Je ne remarque même pas que ben à déjà sortie un autre sex-toy. – Celui-ci vient du même fournisseur dit Maitre Jeff. Un plug ultra moderne que tu peux aussi commander à distance.En montrant les diverses touches de la télécommande il explique à nouveau : – Vibrations + et -, variation de la taille du plug qui ne varie pas de diamètre qu’à l’intérieur comme un plug gonflable mais dilate aussi le sphincter de 5 à 9 cm de diamètre ce qui devrait te ravir Cloé !!! Et en bonus, il a même une fonction pour qui’il s’allonge et fasse des va et viens sur une course de 4 cm à l’intérieur du rectum. Un peu chère mais il devrait intéresser les club SM. Le fournisseur a tout bien prévu pour qu’il n’y ait pas d’interférence entre plug et pinces et il devrait même sortir une télécommande universelle bientôt pour contrôler tout les sex-toys de la gamme avec celle-ci.Maitre Jeff passe la télécommande à Maitresse Cloé pendant que Ben relève ma mini-jupe et enlève mon plug pour le remplacé par ce nouveau plug high tech.Il n’a pas fini de me l’introduire que le plug vibre déjà. Les pinces à seins qui vibrent toujours ce sont desserrées comme pour me faire profiter d’avantage des sensations anales de l’introduction du plug.- Amusons nous ensemble Manu dit Cloé avec un large sourire.Le plug commence à augmenter de volume et les pinces à se resserrer sur mes seins. Effectivement, rien n’a voir avec un plug gonflable. Je sens mon anus se dilater en même temps que mon rectum. Plus il augmente, plus je ressens les vibrations. Je gigote à nouveau et recommence à gémir de douleur quand une nouvelle douleur me tétanise le corps. Maitresse Anna vient de me mettre un coup de paddle sur une fesse comme jamais je n’en ai pris. Un paddle pas tout à fait comme les autres, la surface de frappe est composée de plusieurs lanières assez rigide de quelques cm qui permet d’augmenter la surface de frappe en épousant les courbes.- Si tu cri ou si tu bouges me dit-elle : je frappe. Alors fais-moi plaisir Sue, ne te retiens pas, cri !!! Le plug continu inexorablement à augmenter de diamètre et les pinces serre de plus en plus je ne peux pas garder le silence. Je gémis à nouveau puis cri sourdement de douleur avec travers mon bâillon quand je reçois pas un mais deux nouveau coup de paddle. Je pense que Maitresse Anna doit vraiment aimer ça, elle ne retient aucun de ses coups pour me faire crier et ainsi pouvoir me frapper à nouveau. Très rapidement, toutes les sensations venant de mon corps se mélangent, j’ai les fesses en feu, l’anus dilaté comme jamais je ne l’ai eu, les seins tiraillés par les pinces vibrantes serrer au maximum, un gode bien profond dans ma bouche et pour finir un va et viens ultra rapide qui défonce les fondements de mon cul depuis quelques instants. J’ai mal partout mais en même temps la situation m’excite énormément et je pense bien que si Maitre Fred ne m’avait pas vidé toute à l’heure, je serais en train de jouir. C’est juste à ce moment que la sonnette d’entrée retenti et que Maitre Fred entre dans le salon pour saluer tout le monde. Je suis soulagé de le voir, cela veut dire que le repas est arrivé, je vais avoir un moment de répit pour faire le service.- Et bien, voila un bien beau spectacle dit-il. Il va même jusqu’à me demander ironiquement si je vais bien sachant beylikdüzü escort que je ne peux pas répondre.Maitre Fred fait le tour de tout le monde pour dire bonjour, sauf à Ben bien entendu. La seule chose qu’il lui dit est d’aller décharger le repas et de commencer à le préparer.- Tu veux prendre quelques chose Fred ? demande Madame Emmanuelle.- Oui, Sue !!! répond-t-il. – Fais comme chez toi Fred. Sue est notre objet sexuel ce soir, elle est ici pour cela. Cloé a amené Ben pour assurer le service à table.Je me dis que c’est donc loin d’être fini. Impossible de les supplier d’arrêter ou d’essayer d’atténuer les douleurs, et je sens à nouveau le plug augmenter de volume et me déchirer l’anus.Ce n’est pas un mais deux cris que je pousse. Le premier provoqué par la dilatation de mon anus et le second par le nouveau coup de paddle pile entre mes fesses et dont l’extrémité est venue frapper mes testicules. Je me demande si je ne suis pas en train de m’évanouir car je ne ressens presque pas le coup suivant que m’assène Maitresse Anna.Maitre Fred s’approche et fais le tour pour contempler mes trous bien remplis et mes fesses déjà rouge vifs. Il n’a d’autre choix que de détacher les pressions du gode insérer dans ma bouche pour l’enlever. Il baisse son pantalon et commence à glisser son sexe à travers l’anneau.Immédiatement, je tire la langue pour lui lécher le frein et le faire bander. Je me surprends moi-même et me dis que je deviens vraiment une vraie salope qui se fait prendre par tous les trous et qui aime cela. Après quelques coups de langues, son sexe commence à gonfler et à s’enfoncer dans ma bouche. Maitre Fred att**** mes cheveux et pousse son sexe de plus en plus en moi. Malgré l’insistance, et le fait qu’il bande maintenant, son sexe bloque au fond de ma bouche en me donnant des hauts de cœurs vite dissipés par de nouveaux coups de paddle. La position dans laquelle nous sommes est peu être l’origine du blocage mais le diamètre de l’anneau du bâillon pose aussi problème car il est tout juste assez grand pour son sexe ce qui ne l’aide pas non plus à aller plus profond.Je sens justement que quelqu’un est en train de le détacher et ce n’est pas Maitre Fred qui me tient toujours par les cheveux. – On va mettre un autre bâillon Sue dit Maitre Jeff, et je te promets que Fred va pouvoir te la mettre toute entière cette fois.Fred se retire enlevant du même coup l’anneau qui reste coincé au milieu de son sexe et laissant couler un long filet de bave de ma bouche. J’ai à peine le temps de refermer ma bouche pour soulager ma mâchoire que Jeff présente un autre bâillon devant moi et me dit d’ouvrir grand la bouche.C’est un bâillon « spider gag » dont le diamètre laisseras largement la place pour que le sexe de Maitre Fred passe mais pas seulement. En supplément, il y a aussi un bandeau et les deux sont reliés entre eux par des lanières en cuir à un anneau situé derrière la tête à partir duquel part une autre lanière de longueur réglable d’un mètre environ finissant avec un petit mousqueton.Le bâillon et le bandeau mis en place, Jeff attache le mousqueton au plug qui est lui aussi muni d’un anneau que je n’avais pas pu voir étant donné ma position. Je sens la lanière se tendre, tirant ma tête en arrière et inclinant le plug qui appui fort sur ma prostate. Cette fois, je ne peux plus faire le moindre mouvement.Les pinces aux seins se desserrent et se resserrent sans interruption, le plug augmente de diamètre à nouveau et Maitre Fred recommence à nouveau à s’introduire dans ma bouche. Je bande comme jamais je ne l’aurais imaginé dans cette situation et mon précum dégouline sans cesse sur le sol.J’ai une douleur dans le sexe, Jeff vient de mettre une pince munie d’un poids en plein sur le frein de mon sexe. Je n’arrive plus à savoir quelle partie de mon corps me fais le plus souffrir et maintenant je sens Jeff entourer mes testicules avec un parachute et y accrocher un poids qui me les étires douloureusement.Je ne me rends même pas compte que Maitre Fred est déjà bien dans ma bouche et que son gland arrive au niveau de ma luette sans pour autant me provoquer de haut de cœur cette fois ci. Je bave tellement et la position est telle que c’est sans aucun problème qu’il continu à s’introduire en moi me coupant la respiration au moment où son sexe pénètre dans ma gorge. Je suis fou d’excitation en pensant à ce que je subis, je commence même à jouir pendant que Maitre Fred est en train de me prendre par la bouche avec des vas et viens rapide et profond comme s’il était dans une chatte ou un cul. Même si Maitre Fred m’avait vidé ce midi, des gouttes de sperme commences à sortir lentement de mon sexe. La seule chose que j’entendais était le bruit que faisait son membre dans ma bouche pleine de bave jusqu’à ce que Madame Emmanuelle lance à Maitre Jeff :- Jeff, tu peux faire quelques choses s’il te plait. Sue va tacher le sol avec sa semence si ça continue.Il ne faut que quelques secondes pour sentir qu’on insère quelque chose dans mon urètre qui se met à gonfler pour empêcher tout liquide de sortir puis à vibrer comme le plug et les pinces qui martyrisent mes seins. Le supplice semble durer des heures quand d’un coup, j’ai la même sensation dans la gorge que l’autre jour avec Mister deep. Jeff est en train de jouir en moi ses testicules écrasés contre mon menton.je ressens son jus s’écouler doucement dans mon corps ce qui m’excite tellement que cela me fait jouir et avoir une éjaculation rétrograde. Cette fois je sens vraiment que je vais finir par m’évanouir si ça continu. Heureusement, Ben arrive à ce moment-là dans le salon et indique que le diner est prêt à être servi.Je sens enfin le plug commencer à diminuer de diamètre avant que mon cul ne l’expulse alors qu’il fait encore bien 6 de diamètre, laissant par là même retombée ma tête en avant comme un poids mort.Mon anus quand à lui reste complètement ouvert et il lui faut bien 20 secondes pour enfin se refermer.Je suis totalement amorphe. Ben me retire le bandeau et le bâillon pour me laisser reprendre mon souffle et mes esprits. Les vibrations des pinces se sont arrêtées et le pincement est presque plus douloureux.- Alors Sue, tu aimes ça ? me demande Madame Emmanuelle.- Oui maitresse, je ferais tout ce que vous voulez pour vous satisfaire.- Tant mieux Sue, car tu va rester comme cela le temps du repas comme une bonne soumise. Passons à table mes amis. Ben va commencer le service.Tout le monde se dirige alors vers la table pour s’installer et j’entends Fred les informer qu’il doit partir pour effectuer d’autres livraisons et qu’il repassera peut-être tout à l’heure s’il ne finit pas trop tard. A ces mots, j’en conclus immédiatement que cette soirée n’est pas fini.A suivre…

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Games With CarlaThe apartment spanned the entire top floor of the old, three story building, and was drafty. Four bedrooms — four college k**s in their senior year. Carla and I had been housemates as juniors, along with another guy who had since graduated. Linda and Shelly were Carla’s friends, but neither were around much. My schedule was completely packed with activities and responsibilities that would routinely go from eight am to two am, so I guess I wasn’t around much either.That was a little tough on my relationship with Carla. We had been friends for two years and I think she had expected to see more of me than she did. She was a somewhat heavy girl, who had never really had a boyfriend, and valued the frank sexual discussions we would often have. I valued them too. Carla was so funny and bold, on the rare occasions I would be home when she got back from school, she would talk about her day until I was crying with laughter.Carla was perpetually angry with me because we weren’t seeing as much of each other as we used to. And I missed her, as well.We went out in the snow to rent movies one night, just like I’d promised. Somehow we ended up with porn. But we were intelligent college k**s, so it was classic porn. We plodded home and watched the original Debbie do the original Dallas.And I noticed a few things. First of all, no part of that movie takes place in Dallas. It’s all about these cheerleaders trying to get to Dallas. Secondly, those old porn flicks are sexy. Really sexy. A lot sexier than either of us had expected. And the third thing is that no matter how platonic you think a friendship is, watching an hour of hot fucking together will reveal deep veins of sexual tension you never even knew existed.A month or two went by, and I was still never in the apartment. I was fairly popular in college, and I could always find a place to sleep that was closer to the theater or the coffeehouse or class or whatever I had to do in the morning. So it was unusual that I was home that snowy afternoon.Carla was sitting on the couch, stretched out, watching her soap. She liked to be warm; big sweatshirt, quilt. I was keeping her feet warm by sitting on them, and leaning sideways against her bent knees.”Quit it,” she said.I was tickling Carla a little. Just enough to irritate her and relieve my boredom. The soap was not holding my attention.”Quit it, asshole.””What?” I asked, as if my hand wasn’t just under her sweatshirt, tickling her side.Carla glared, but not seriously. I relaxed my hand against her skin and let my eyes drift back to “Santa Barbara”.Her skin was soft, under the sweatshirt, and my mind wandered to thoughts of Carla’s tits. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra- she never did when she was at home. She was at least a D cup, and she liked to release them from their constraints as soon as she walked in the door. And I knew they were only seven or eight inches above where my hand was resting.If it had been anyone else, on any other day, I would have just gone to my room and jacked off. But something about Carla, and the day, and my mood…I moved my hand a few inches up Carla’s side. Carla turned and looked at me. I gave my best “who me?” look and moved another inch up.”You don’t have the guts,” she said. Normally she’d be right. Lot’s of our male friends would play similar games with Carla, always backing down before quite crossing the line.Slowly, I moved my hand across her skin. Carla stared at me; daring me. I stared back.I lifted one finger and gently touched the underside of her tit. She didn’t move. The flesh was warm and smooth and I slowly slid my finger across the bottom of her enormous boob. We just looked at each other, unflinching. I added two more fingers, slid them up the side of her tit, and gently pressed.I brought my thumb up to the underside and softly moved my palm against her flesh. Now my whole hand held her incredible tit. Still Carla didn’t move or change her expression. My finger slid up from the side of her breast- across the landscape of her soft mountain.Her flesh was smooth and warm and I could feel the blood rushing trough her veins- and my own. But the smoothness ended when my finger found Carla’s large areola. There, her skin was tight and rough, with tiny ridges betraying her excitement.”Nicholas…”I didn’t respond kurtköy escort as my finger finally reached her nipple- swollen with blood, rising almost an inch off the expanse of her areola. As I gently circled Carla’s hard nipple with my finger, her chest heaved slightly with her labored breath.Then, believe it or not, the phone rang in Carla’s bedroom. She paused a brief moment, then slipped from under the quilt and went to answer it.I moved to where she had been sitting, in the corner of the couch, with one leg up on the cushions and the other on the floor. I rubbed my cock through my jeans while I waited. Carla came back in just as the commercial was ending on the TV.”You took my seat.””Sit here, in front of me.””Why, so you can fondle my tits again?” She was already settling down between my legs.”Maybe.” She must have felt my hard-on against the small of her back as she leaned against me.”Do you have a hard-on?”I reached around, under Carla’s sweatshirt with both hands.”Of course I do, can’t you feel it?”Gently, I brought my hands up under her tits and lifted them slightly.”This is weird, Nicholas.””Why? Doesn’t it feel good to have your boobs touched?” I massaged her huge tits slowly and firmly. Her breathing deepened.”Yeah. It feels… good.””Well I like to do it.”We watched TV in silence as I continued to knead Carla’s breasts, her flesh hot and yielding under my strong hands. Since the phone call, I hadn’t touched her nipples, but only the ample areas under them. Now I let my fingers fan across both large nipples, which spiked upward, hard as thimbles. Carla gasped slightly.”Does that feel good?””Uh huh. Maybe too good.””What do you mean?””I don’t know how much more of this I can take…””You mean before you have to go masturbate?” Carla and I had talked about masturbation more than any other sexual topic. We were both fascinated to know about how the other gender did it. But we had never talked about it like this. We’d never done anything like this.”Yeah,” she sighed. “I have to leave for rehearsal in twenty minutes.””Why don’t you just do it now, Carla?””What?””Well, wouldn’t you rather do it while I’m rubbing your tits?” I took each nipple in my fingers and pulled slowly and firmly. “It’d be like assisted masturbation.””You are so weird, Nicholas.” She tried to sound casual, but her voice caught in her throat.”I would if I were you.” I said. “And I’ve never been with a woman while she jacked off.”I squeezed Carla’s hot, heaving tits in my hands, the nipples caught between my fingers. I watched the quilt move as Carla put both hands down her pants. She leaned her head back on my chest and closed her eyes. I could see the rhythmic movement under the quilt as Carla’s fingers stroked her pussy. I knew she had to be as wet as I was hard.I pulled one hand out and brought it to my mouth, where I wetted my fingers with my saliva. I put my hand back under her shirt and rubbed my spit into her stiff, aching nipple.”Unghh…” she moaned, and the movement under the quilt became faster. I wet the other nipple, and twisted both carefully in my fingers.”Ahh… ahhh…” I could feel Carla’s body beginning to tense as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster. I lifted both tits and closed my hands around them hard and slow, tweaking the wet nipples with my fingers.”Ung… AH.” She moaned and her body began to shiver. She was coming. Her tit flesh was flushed and sweaty in my hands and her nipples as thick as my little finger and hard as my cock.I continued massaging Carla’s globes until her spasms subsided. But that was as long as I could wait.”Ok. Let me up.” I said.”Why?” She said, as she moved forward to allow me to slide off the couch.”Because I’m hard as a rock and I have to go jack off.””Really?””That was the sexiest thing that ever happened to me, and my cock is really stiff.”Carla just looked at me.”I’ll be in my room.” I said. It was a bit of a hint. We had talked extensively about voyeurism, and I was trying to suggest that she could watch. I went to my room, at the end of the hall and flopped onto my bed, leaving the door open about six inches.I pulled off my shirt and began rubbing my cock through my pants. I was waiting; hoping Carla would come and watch.My head was turned away from the door, but in the mirror across maltepe escort the room I saw Carla appear just outside the door. Knowing she was silently watching only made my cock harder.I unzipped my jeans and my cock sprang out. It was seven inches long and thicker than I had ever seen it. The head was swollen and leaking pre-come. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked the entire length of the shaft.I knew that Carla had had very few encounters with a man, none in broad daylight. I knew that this might be the first time she had ever really looked at a hard, swollen cock. I glanced in the mirror as I lathered the pre-come over my dick. Carla was staring intensely, with one hand down her pants, quietly fingering her pussy.”Unghh!” I moaned, my come shooting out onto my chest. In the mirror, I saw Carla watching me orgasm. When the sublime tension finally left my body, Carla silently slipped away.I heard the front door a moment later, and I knew Carla had gone to rehearsal. By the time she came back, I was off building a set or doing one of the many other things I had to do.The blankets were heavy. They held us to the futon with their weight. The drinking had been heavy too, as was Carla’s body, and the thick snow outside. My heart, however, was light. I think hers was too.We had been at a cast party in the campus coffeehouse, playing a game called “Cyclops”. The details of the game escape me; a lot of laughing and ass-slapping and tequila body-shots. My memory comes back walking the mile home just as the sun was coming up. Carla’s room was closer to the front door than mine, so that’s where our drunken bodies flopped.Even with all those blankets, Carla still slept in pajama bottoms and a sweatshirt. I got down to my boxers and climbed into the bed. I curled onto my side and immediately put my arm around Carla’a belly. Even if there’s no sexuality, intimacy is good for the heart. Exhausted, I closed my eyes.But I didn’t fall asleep.My mind kept going back to three weeks earlier, the afternoon when Carla and I had been on the couch, and our frank discussions had turned into her masturbating while I rolled her tight nipples in my strong fingers.My nose was in Carla’s brown hair, which was messy from a night of partying. My cock was hard against my boxers, against her pajamas, against the crack of her ass. My hand was outside the sweatshirt, just under Carla’s tits. I should have been drifting off into sleep, but instead my blood was coursing with excitement. I clenched my muscles and my cock throbbed.Carla rolled onto her back, but I remained on my side, facing her, my hand across her belly. Her hand was by her side just a few inches from my throbbing cock. I lay perfectly still, trying to breathe evenly and deeply. I didn’t know exactly how Carla felt about the last time we had touched, so I waited. I had instigated the first chapter in our story, this time I would be patient, and see what happened.A moment later I felt my boxer move slightly. Carla had slowly moved her hand closer to my cock and was gently rustling my boxers with her thumb. I breathed as evenly as I could. I felt her finger move inside the flap and softly touch the flesh of my aching cock. I flexed my muscles again and my member twitched. Carla was startled by the movement, but encouraged. Her finger slid up my penis ’til it reached the head. A drop of pre-come had formed on the tip, and Carla’s exploring finger moved through it, spreading the thick liquid over the head of my throbbing hard-on. Her other fingers found their way in slowly wrapped around my shaft. My head spun.Did Carla think I was asleep? Or was she making a pass and wanted me to respond?I squirmed. I moved my hand under her sweatshirt, against her warm belly. She turned to look at me, and I looked at her.”Does that feel good?” she asked.I nodded yes, and smiled. Carla smiled back and moved her hand slightly on my cock.”Mmmm” I moaned, and ran my hand up to her tit. As Carla explored my hard-on, I explored her huge tits. Her nipples were already hard and aching, and I gently fanned my fingers across each one. I ran my fingers down her cleavage, to find the deep valley slicked with sweat.”Do you like them?” she asked.I nodded and smiled again. “Can I see them?” I asked.Now it was Carla’s kartal escort turn to nod. I pulled her sweatshirt up and her gigantic boobs fell out into my hand.”Why do you like them?” Carla had not had a lot of sexual experiences.”Just look at them, Carla.” I kneaded her flesh with my hand. “So big and natural. They’re beautiful.” I moved my head closer and let my tongue slip from between my lips. Carla squeezed my cock as my tongue touched her lower tit.”Mmmmm,” she moaned.Her hand worked clumsily over my throbbing cock as my tongue slowly traced the faint blue veins of her ample breast. My hand lightly pulled on the tightened nipple of one tit as my tongue slowly wound it’s way to the other. My tongue circled her large, rough areola until it finally found the nub it wanted.”Oooooohhhh” the sound escaped her lips.I slicked the nipple with my tongue, then took it firmly between my lips and sucked. Carla’s body quivered slightly and her hand stopped stroking my cock for a moment. I sucked her stiff nipple into my mouth and danced my tongue across its rough surface.”Uhhh.”As I sucked, I moved my hand away from the other tit and toward the waistband of her pajama bottoms. I felt her hand squeeze my cock as I slipped my hand into her pajamas. I ran my fingers lightly across her pubic hair, then plunged them deeper. I flicked her nipple rapidly with my tongue and moved my strong fingers between her pussy lips.Her pussy was soaked. My fingers slid between the lips perfectly and I let them pause as I slowly, firmly moved my palm against her mound.”Unghhhh…” Carla moaned again, and spread more pre-come over the bulging head of my cock. One finger deftly circled he clit as I sucked as much of her hot tit flesh into my mouth as I could. Her hand on my cock felt too incredible, and I knew I had to move if I wanted to last. I propped myself up on my elbow and ran my tongue through her steaming cleavage. Her sweat tasted exhilarating and I took her glorious tits in both hands, squeezing her flesh and licking her nipples, which shot up from her breasts like volcanoes.”Nich… Nicholas…”Positioned over her, my tongue moved down the landscape of Carla’s body. I darted it in and out of her bellybutton, then moved lower. My hands left her tits for a moment, to pull her pajamas to mid-thigh, then returned to tug firmly on her nipples.My tongue was slow and gentle, but it went straight to her throbbing clit.”UnGHHH!” Carla’s hips bucked toward me and I buried my face in the heat of her pussy. My tongue massaged her clit deeply and my hands spread over her huge tits, her nipples poking into my palms.”N… nn…” she rolled her head back into the pillow and her hands grabbed the back of my head. I moved one hand down to her pussy and slid a finger deep into her wet, tight hole as my lips pushed the hood back from her clit and my tongue darted across the nub. My other hand still worked a tit and Carla grabbed the other one herself, twisting the nipple and raising her hips off the futon.”Oh GOD!” she cried into the pillow. As she came, I could feel the rhythmic throbbing of her pussy as it clenched my finger. I held still as she shivered, until her orgasm subsided.I slid up next to her on the pillow and Carla immediately reached for my cock, which was as hard as it had ever been. She moved her mouth toward it and I rolled onto my back. “Carla, you don’t have to…””Shh.” she said, and looked down at my cock.It was slicked with pre-cum, and throbbing. Carla wrapped her hand around the shaft, leaving only two inches untouched at the top. She wrapped her lips around the purple head and swished her tongue around it. Her hand worked the shaft and her mouth worked the head with a frenzy. She was not very experienced, so didn’t take muck of my cock into her mouth, but I was so turned on it didn’t matter. She wanted my cock, and that’s sexier that any “pro” blowjob.”I’m coming.” I said and she pulled her head away. I don’t think it was because she didn’t want the semen, but because she had never seen a man orgasm before.”UngghhhHHH!” I moaned.Carla watched as my aching cock throbbed in her hand. My come shot into the air and onto my chest and she stared intently, just as she had when she had watched me masturbate in my room. Finally, my orgasm subsided.”Whoa.” I said.”Yeah,” she replied. This was not the direction we had expected our relationship to go.I reached for the tissue and cleaned myself up, but neither of us left the bed.”Sleep?” she asked.I nodded. I put my arm around her and we drifted off, together under the Carla’s many blankets.

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The LodgerSince the k**s have grown up and left home, as much as I love them, it has been bliss. No competing for the bathroom. No heaps of abandoned washing up appearing by the kitchen sink. But the biggest benefit for me has been the fact that, come the warmer months, I can abandon the tyranny of clothing and spend much of my time as nature intended around the house and, much more importantly, out in the garden. Our garden is reasonably private. The neighbours either can’t see, haven’t noticed, or just don’t care, as I’ve been naked in the garden for many years now. Mrs M, my Wife is always brazenly topless too. She has quite strident views on her right to get her lovely breasts out in any place it would be acceptable for a man to do the same, but despite any gentle encouragement on my part her bikini bottoms always remain firmly in place. It is a bit of a shame as there really is nothing aesthetically finer than a beautifully tanned fanny, but each to their own. Live and let live is my credo.Recently though my blissful little world was thrown a bit of a curve ball. We were asked if we could put up a young man in one of our spare rooms for a short while. Sort of a friend of the family. My Wife had known him since he was a small, and I had since his teens. He was now in his late twenties, but was in the process of splitting up with his girlfriend, was moving back to town, and needed somewhere to stay until he could get himself sorted out financially, and rent his own accommodation. We agreed to help, despite the fact that it would cramp our style a little. He was a nice enough lad though, fairly quiet, a little shy, so it wasn’t a problem to have him around. His work sometimes meant he was away for a couple of days at a time so it worked out ok, but I had to retrieve an old cotton dressing gown from the back of my cupboard to slip into when I would have normally wandered around the house nude. It was not a perfect solution for sparing this young man the sight of my naked, early fifties body, as the damn thing would fall open every five minutes, and require re-tying, but I’d got away with it so far. Of course all this discretion was for his benefit not mine, and it was somewhat of an imposition, so my belligerent side demanded the absolute minimum of compliance. A couple of weeks went by fairly smoothly, we made him welcome and chatted about all sorts, his recently failed relationship, being a regular topic of conversation. We offered advice and support where we could, and regaled him with tales of our own relationship disasters and tried to assure him that it all comes good in the end, once you find the right person. At least he now knew what he didn’t want in a partner, and that is sometimes more valuable than knowing what you do want in my experience. We all got along fairly well but I was missing my nude time, badly, so when finally a day off at home on my own arrived, I leapt at the chance to disrobe and get out into the sunny garden to top up my all over tan. I hung my “nude sunbathing from this point onwards” sign on the kitchen door handle in the hallway just in case, and laid out on my sun lounger just outside the door from the kitchen that led out into the garden. Laying on my back, I placed a cool damp towel over my face and head and gently drifted off into a sort of delicious, contented half sleep. I wasn’t expecting anyone back for hours. I was woken suddenly by noise coming from the kitchen. I laid still for a moment to listen, as it could have been just one of the cats up to some variety of no good. I heard more noise and it sounded human sized. My wife would have called out a greeting as soon as she entered the kitchen, and besides it was only 2pm, she shouldn’t be back until at least 5. I sat up, pulled on the shorts that I keep nearby should I be called upon to answer the front door during my nude time, and went to investigate. The kitchen door through to the hallway was now wide open. As I walked towards the door I saw through it our lodger emerging from one of the other doors off the hallway. “Hi” I said. He looked a little sheepishly at me and stuttered “I’m sorry……. I didn’t realise……. Until I’d put my head out of the back door to say Hi.”I gave him a big smile and said “It’s absolutely fine”. He immediately looked more relaxed. “I did put my little sign on the door handle to warn you” I said.“Oh. Oh yeah” he said, finally registering the little tin sign hanging on the door handle. “Honestly it really doesn’t bother me in the slightest” I reassured him. To help make light of it I asked him about his day, and we chatted about that for a bit until I said “right I’m off for a shower..”Thinking about what the look on his face must have been like as he genially popped his head out of the door to be faced with the sight of my naked body, made me smile for the rest of the day. I wondered whether he’d noticed the fact that my pubic area was completely smooth and hair free, and whether that had just compounded his embarrassment. Poor lad. That made me smile even more.The incident didn’t get mentioned over the next couple of days. I was half expecting to get a ticking off from Mrs M for terrifying the lodger with my middle aged man body, but he’d not, apparently, mentioned it to her, and I hadn’t, principally to avoid the ticking off. It would have been no big deal to her, except from a houseguest pendik escort etiquette point of view. The subject of sunbathing only came up again at the dinner table when he asked if it was ok for him to use the sun loungers that were dotted around the garden in strategic hotspots (and also, as far as the neighbours were concerned, blind spots) if we were out. Of course it was ok, so we showed him where the cushions were kept and where to find the beach towels to lay on. He lifted up his T shirt to show his slim pale midriff, with its little tuft of hair petering out before reaching his navel, and said “I need to get a bit of sun.”We are both advocates of the physical, meditative, and spiritual benefits of some safe sunbathing, so we agreed that it would definitely help him to relax and settle his mind. I came home one day the following week to find him out in the garden sunbathing in a pair of those huge surfing style swimming shorts. I hung out of the back door and offered him a glass of cordial. “Oooo. Yes please”.I took it out to him and couldn’t resist but to mention the acres of “white bits” those huge shorts were going to give him. “They’re all I’ve got.” He replied.“Ah, just whip them off “ I said, laughing, but only half joking.“I just wouldn’t feel comfortable” he said, a little nervously “What if, Mrs M came home from work early?”“It would be the first time ever, that she had.” I laughed again, knowing how true that was.“Nah, I wouldn’t feel comfortable. I wouldn’t be able to relax.”I smiled, handed him his drink, and walked back towards the house, pausing only to offer a light hearted “Just don’t knock it until you’ve tried it” as I went.The summer was proving to be long and hot, the only aspect I was finding stifling was my limited opportunities to spend time at home indulging my naturist tendencies. I find it uncomfortable laying out in the sun now with trunks or shorts on, and the thought of gaining a tan line, however feint, was extremely undesirable. I don’t go announcing my naturism unsolicited at dinner parties, but I don’t try to hide it either. It’s knowledge that is imparted on a need to know basis. If you don’t need to know then I probably won’t mention it, unless the subject comes up in conversation. In that case, I certainly wouldn’t deny it to anyone, and have, for a long time been happy to chat about it. I knew I needed to do something, as it was starting to introduce an element of resentment in my attitude to our lodger, which was unfair and unnecessary. So I decided to broach the subject with him during one of our chats. “As you might have noticed, I like to sunbathe naked” I tentatively slipped in to our chat about the weather forecast for the day. “I’ve been missing out on opportunities to top up my tan while you are around the house, because I don’t want to upset or offend you. So I thought I’d ask you straight. Would you mind if I sunbathe naked while you are at home?”I was surprised by the speed, maturity, and nonchalance of his reply “No. Not at all. It’s your home and I’m a guest here, and you’ve both been lovely, so I don’t want to stop you living how you want to. Besides I’ve seen it all before any way” he smiled. I smiled back and appreciatively tapped him on the shoulder, which somehow turned into a quick reciprocal hug. “Don’t forget to hang up the sign,” he said “then I’ll know what to expect.”“I will. Thank you so much.” I replied, sounding a little bit more grateful than I was hoping to give away. My heart skipping away with delight inside my chest.Over the next few days our new accord worked perfectly. I’d even called out to him when he arrived home from work on one occasion and he’d stood at the back door chatting for a couple of minutes, with me basking sweaty and naked on the nearest sun lounger. It all felt just fabulously unremarkable. He was telling me he was going to be working away for a couple of days. Mrs M and I made the most of having the house to ourselves for a couple of days and nights. It was quite a relief to have some time to relax, leave the dressing gowns on the hooks, and be a little less restrained with the volume of our bedroom fun. When I arrived home on Friday at about lunchtime I immediately stripped off all of my work clothes and put them straight into the washing machine ready to go on later with a full load. Padding around the house in nothing but a pair of flip flops, I grabbed the lounger cushions and associated paraphernalia and set up ready for a well deserved afternoon nap in the sun. It was a beautiful day. Clear blue skies but with a lovely cooling breeze, to take the edge off the heat of the sun. I propped up the backrest of the sun lounger farthest from the door on the patio outside the kitchen and settled down with my IPad to read a little more of the book I had downloaded on it. Reading never fails to make my eyelids heavy, but before I had a chance to get sleepy I heard a “Hi” and there the lodger is standing at the back door smiling with my little sign swinging from his finger. “You forgot to put the sign out.” “Sorry, I was too focused on getting out here and chilling out. If you’d been another ten minutes I’d probably have been asleep.” I held my hand up in the universal “guilty as charged” manner. “That sounds like a good idea” He replied. “Do you mind if I join you. I’ve driven miles today kağıthane escort and I’m totally knackered.”“No, I don’t mind at all. You can put your work stuff in the washing machine with mine, then there will be a full load.” “Ok will do.” And he disappeared back into the kitchen. I was not expecting him to just strip off down to his white boxers and come back out again, but that’s what he did with a “Couldn’t be bothered to go and get my shorts.” He said as he laid down on the lounger next to mine.“Fine by me” I said laying there wearing nothing, “Honestly, you know me l don’t mind at all. You could get rid of those too if you want to, Mrs M’s not going to be back for at least another four hours.”I must admit to being a little surprised when he said “Ok” and quickly slipped off his underpants and lay back down naked. I offered to fetch us both a damp towel to put over our faces as we napped. As I walked around the end of his sun lounger, I couldn’t resist a casual peek at his newly exposed member. Quite magnificent it was to. He was around six feet tall like me, quite slim built, not skinny, and not ripped, just normal. He was still fairly pale with very small tufts of quite fine hair on his chest and tummy. Emerging proudly from his unkempt pubes was his long, thick, uncircumcised cock. Against his slim hips it almost appeared out of proportion. Having been circumcised as a young c***d I’d never known anything different and always found myself utterly fascinated by what it must be like to have an intact foreskin to play with. As I walked past and through the kitchen door, I could see in my peripheral vision that it wasn’t just me who was curious. He took a good look at my skinny, tanned little dick with its bulbous permanently exposed glans, and big saggy balls jiggling around as I walked by. As I returned with the towels he said “Can I ask you a personal question?”“Yeah, of course” I replied, slightly apprehensive, as I had no idea where this was going.“Why do you, shave down there?”“Well…” I began as I sat back down and handed him a towel. “When I was about your age I had to shave myself for an operation, a vasectomy. When I did I discovered that I really, really liked the way it felt. Ever since then, I’ve always trimmed, or shaved, even partially. I’ve tried all sorts of variations, but I’ve settled on removing everything from about an inch below my navel to the tops of my legs. I’d get rid of all my body hair if I could, I love that look, but as you can see,” I pointed to my mass of wiry chest hair extending down to my waist “ that’s a battle I could never win, so I settle for this. A few years ago Mrs M got one of those pulsed light hair removal machines, and so I’ve used that to get rid of as much as I can completely, and I just shave away what’s left every couple of days.”“Isn’t it itchy when it grows back?”“Yeah, a bit, but what I’ve found is that if you really moisturise the skin two or three times a day, it’s ok.” I answered “That feels quite nice too” I added with a cheeky laugh.With his curiosity seemingly satisfied he laid back, placed the towel over his eyes and forehead and settled. I picked up my iPad and tried to carry on reading. It was difficult as I couldn’t resist the odd furtive glance at the lodger’s fascinating todger. I must have read the same paragraph about six times,as I kept losing my place. It was beautifully hot, but the cool breeze stroking my body was delicious. I could tell by the change in his breathing that my new sunbathing companion had drifted off to sleep. I would have settled down to join him but I noticed after a particularly pleasant gust that his cock had sort of rolled around from pointing straight down towards his feet to laying across his body. I watched in fascination as he became more swollen, his glans throbbing and growing until his once loose foreskin was tight around them. Then with a little involuntary grunt from underneath the towel his glorious cock became fully erect and bobbed around to point directly at his navel. My heart was fluttering with excitement, and my own cock began to thicken and move. I discreetly brushed a fingernail across my own glans and felt myself throb with pleasure. His glans were peeking out of the end of his foreskin now. His shaft as youthfully almost painfully hard as I remember mine being at that age. To be absolutely honest the only thing I wanted to do more than take my own cock in hand and wank myself silly, was to take his throbbing behemoth into my mouth and lick and wank him for all I was worth. I’m not, what I think of as gay. In the sense that I could never see myself ever having a full blown “relationship” with another man. I don’t even know if I would be classed as Bisexual. But the beauty of the world these days is it seems you can be anything you want to be. On the whole, I sometimes find my fellow man fairly unpleasant, smelly, obnoxious, and boorish. The male ego, I think, is what I can find singularly unattractive. I’d rather spend time with women than men as a rule. But, as I’ve said to Mrs M on one of the many occasions we’ve chatted about sex and sexuality (which usually ends up going from theory to practical by the end) I’ve admitted that I do find some men attractive sometimes. Could I have sex with or involving a man? Abso”bloody”lutely. maltepe escort But I live in the real world too, and was not going to upset anyone by having them wake up to find me sucking enthusiastically but nonconsensually on their penis, or for that matter hammering away at my own while drooling longingly at their involuntary hard on. I quickly hatched a slightly naughty plan though. I ensured the iPad, still in my hand, was on silent and discreetly took a few photos of the glorious sight before me for my very personal private collection, and to give me something to hammer away at later in private, should I wish to relive the moment. I couldn’t resist a naughty selfie of me and my anonymously towel covered new sunbathing buddy too, as a little keepsake. I switched the iPad off and put it down on the floor, covered my own face with my towel and tried to nap. My brain was not going to sleep now though not after such a thrill, so I adjusted the towel so that I could still keep an eye on things. Eventually I did drift off a little but was brought out of the reverie I had entered by a stirring on the next lounger. I watched surreptitiously as the lodgers hand lazily lifted up and over to his thickened cock, had a little stroke, and then with a start he must have remembered where he was. He froze for a second. I must have convincingly feigned sleep as he just quickly rolled over onto his front until his erection had subsided. He must have been too concerned with his own condition to notice that my cock was, although not fully erect, was still far more substantial than when he’d been sneakily checking me out earlier. I had my own little moment of panic when I sat up myself to turn over, noticing a big gobbet of pre-cum on the top of my leg that had leaked from my, now softened member. I nonchalantly wiped it onto my hand on the fictional pretext of having an itch to scratch and then discreetly licked it off my fingers.I rolled onto my front too, and then eventually did fall asleep. I was woken by Mrs M’s voice “Have you had company out here today then?” She was standing just inside the door smiling and gesturing at the empty towel covered sun lounger next to me.“Yes, the lodger joined me in a well deserved afternoon nap.” I smiled back“You pair of part-timers.” She laughed. “I hope you’re not getting him into your bad habits, sleeping in the sun all afternoon, you lazy old bugger.”“No” I replied “Only the good ones.” “Well it must have done him some good, he was just going out for the evening as I came in and he looked happy as Larry. Very chipper.”“Oh… Good.” I was pleased to hear it. “Anyway, it’s my turn now” she said as she stripped down to her thong in the doorway and came a sat on the now vacant lounger next to me. She lent over and kissed me. We always enjoy a good snog when we haven’t seen each other all day. I could feel her bare breasts and beautifully chunky nipples rubbing against my arm and chest. I felt another stirring in my aching, unsatiated loins. This time I would be able to do something about it. Epilogue:I stepped in through the front door into our hallway and locked the door behind me. It had been an early start and a hard day at work, and it was good to be home. I sat down on the little hallway chair and took off my work boots and socks. Literally, the only time I wear shoes and socks between about March and October is when I’m working, and I hate it. It’s pretty much the same with underpants too, as far as I can get away with it. I stretched out my toes and kicked my feet into the pair of flip flops I leave lying around in the hallway as general purpose house shoes. I pulled my work shirt over my head and threw it onto the stairs to take up later, and walked towards the kitchen. There on the door handle was my little sign. I must have left it there, I thought to myself. I hadn’t really seen much of our lodger for a couple of weeks. We’d passed like ships in the night, but as I walked into the kitchen I could see a familiar pair of feet and ankles on one of the pair of sun loungers at the end of the garden. I called out of the open back door “Would you like a glass of cordial?” “Oooo… Yes please” came the distant reply. I took the drink over. As I approached there was no sign of any huge shorts this time. The lodger was laying on his front completely nude. He smiled and said “Thanks” as he rolled over onto his back and took the drink. His nascent tan lines were fading and……. his lovely thick cock and balls were now completely smooth. In fact he’d removed the little tuft on his chest and tummy too. “Wow, you’ve had a trim” I said “It looks…. great.” He must have picked up on the delight in my voice, however hard I was trying not to sound like the eager old perv that I clearly was being. “Thanks” “How’s the itching?” I said quickly trying to regain at least the illusion of composure.“Not too bad. I’ve been moisturising regularly like you said…And.. “ he said a little sheepishly “l spoke to Mrs M about borrowing her machine. I said for my chest…. I didn’t mention… down there.”“What did she say?” I asked, this being the first I’d heard of it. “Actually she said, yes I could use it, if the fact that you use it on your balls, doesn’t bother me.”We both burst out laughing.“……And, does it?” I asked rhetorically, thinking to myself that Mrs M had a cheek as mine weren’t the only smooth genitals it was responsible for. She kept her gorgeous fanny beautifully smooth too“So far I’m liking the philosophy of ‘don’t knock it until you’ve tried it’” he said as I rushed off to grab some towels and divest myself of my trousers, to join in the sunbathing. “Me too” I smiled as I replied under my breath. “Me too”.

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She had 5 harsh years to look forward to.Prisoner 381, 5 Years in harsh bondage and being used as a fuck toy, is all she has to look forward to…Erin craned her neck to try and see what was happening in the horrible dusty courtyard outside her little cell window. Her tiny cell, her ghastly home now, was a dark little place which only reinforced the true despicable nature of the nightmare she was living.She could hear female screams and begging in English. The mainly Spanish speaking guards laughing and taunting some new arrival in their thickly accented English. Erin shuddered and tried to relax her trapped arms in the chains behind her back. She knew what that girl was about to go through and felt immensely sorry for her.Erin had been in this, so called prison, for almost 6 weeks now. A stretch of humiliating day upon day horror, that felt like a life time. She just hoped to god she could survive the soul breaking five year sentence she had been given.She dragged her left foot around, hindered by the permanent 10lb cast iron weight locked to it and began to sob again. Leaning against the wall, her sore arms chained painfully up behind her, she closed her eyes as she heard the deep frenzied grunts of the guards outside. The now gagged moans of some poor girl being viciously violated, sounding like they were right under her miniscule window.Erin shuddered and began thinking back to that fateful day, that had cast her into this hell hole. When she had been dragged into the almost empty court room, of the tiny South American country she was back packing through. Her naive thinking being, that she could apologize, and that she would just have to pay a fine.Almost 6 weeks ago…The few grams of weed she had stashed in her backpack, had been of little concern to Erin. That was until a lecherous looking local police officer had stopped her, handcuffed her and then searched her backpack. His frisking of her, as he had her bent over his rusting beat up police car, making her shiver in fear.His searching, fondling and groping of her young curvy, yet fit body, bordering on utter ****. His long fingers probing into places that she had not let many a boy even explore yet. His hard dick, pushing threateningly into the soft skin of her thinly covered hips and ass, as he bent her over the hot sun heated hood of the car and muttered in accented english.“You have nice, nice body. You be fine one to tie up and put in our prison..”Tossed into the back seat of the stifling and smelly police car, she was to be carted immediately off to the local court room. Lying in the back seat confused, anxious and utterly scared, she missed hearing the police officer outside the car radio ahead and state plainly, “We have hot little American slut, with good, good ass, ready to fuck with sir!……Yes senor..I know. ….Si.. no fucking her until we have her trial!”Hauled into the court crying, Erin could only mumble in disbelief that this was happening. Then the judge stepped out from behind his desk, the huge bulge in his crotch, hiding behind his robe, was more than evident. The leering and handsy guards gripped her handcuffed arms tight, her worry and anxiety sky rocketing.Uselessly, she began to beg, to plead her case that this was all a mistake. “I will pay any fine sir. I am sorry, I didn’t mean to break any of your laws. I will pay you Sir.” She had said with urgent apology in her begging high-pitched voice.The judge just stood tall in front of her and then parted his robe. His huge cock, erect and jutting straight out, as he leaned in close and groped her right breast with his large hand. Erin’s eyes flew open in shock and she whimpered, as she tried vainly to back away from the libidinous man.His large fingers firmly pressed into the thin cotton of her snug t-shirt, crushing pendik escort her soft yet perky tit. A small squeak of discomfort escaping her mouth as he increased the pressure of his firm grip.The three guards had a death grip now on her arms and she could not move away. One even had his hand bruisingly gripping her left ass cheek. His fingers clawing through the fabric of her green skin tight leggings and surrounding her bum, so that his index finger began to push in between her cheeks and search out her barely spandex covered back hole.Another began running his hand up and down her firm muscular thighs. His fingers finding the crotch seam of her snug leggings, which he ground into her mound. Erin began to sob and plead for the invasive attention to end. Promising to pay for her perceived error.“Oh you’ll pay all right… pretty one…A fine young foreign cunt like you will pay hard!” the judge growled.Erin started to yell, “Stop this..please..you can’t do this…I am an American citizen..I have rights.I..UUUGGHHCCK”Her protest cut off with quick brute force, as a large wooden rod was wedged between her lips and teeth. Roughly it was strapped tight around her head by one of the callous guards. She looked on in horror as the judge held up her passport, a grin on his face. He then tossed it to another man standing by the doorway.A towering blonde man, who when he spoke, had a slight German accent. He was eyeing Erin from head to toe and smiling in a way that had her trembling now in outright terror. He looked at the passport and then took out a large silver lighter from his back pocket. He held its flame to the document and then tossed the burning pages into a pail at his feet.Erin screamed into her gag, slobbering from her mouth as she tried to shout and protest what was happening to her. The judge pounded his gavel, “Quiet you disobedient entitled little bitch, or I will let the guards whip the shit out of you before we even get started!”Erin quieted, but her tears were pouring forth. She was trembling in fear and hoping this was all a bad dream. Then the judge spoke, “Erin Parson, you have been charged with defying the law, carrying i*****l d**gs and dressing provocatively in the presence of men. How does your lawyer plead?”Erin shook her head confused at his words, both the insane charges and the fact he was addressing some “lawyer” made her mind swim. Then she heard the huge blond man speak.“She pleads guilty your honor…And she asks for a stern sentence.”Erin scream around the hard and now drool covered wood, forced harshly into her mouth. She gasped and tried to flail her whole body. But the grip of the guards was too strong. Their hands exploring everywhere now as the judge smiled sadistically and pounded his heavy black gavel.“Excellent! Then I sentence you to five years in our ‘especial’ women’s prison. Where you will be chained and kept under lock and key, 24 hours a day. And of course suffer the indignities of being a piece of fine fuckable flesh for our hard worked guards and police force.”He pointed his gavel at a disbelieving Erin. Her head slowly shaking back and forth, even as both her tits were being ripped free of her thin tight t-shirt. The judge then laughed out loud, “Guards..strip the stupid slut bare and then lock her up in chains out back. Time to relieve some of the stress of our hard work day by fucking our newest prisoner till she bleeds!””……Back to the present…..The screams in the courtyard had died out. The sounds of the leather bull whip cracking in the air and then violently ripping across flesh had mercifully stopped. She heard the German accent of that powerful blonde man and then heard the occasional whimper and sob from some poor suffering girl.“What’s wrong cunt, you çekmeköy escort don’t like my cock in your bloody ass. It should easily take it in, after all the guards who just fucked it! How many pushed and ripped into your ass and pussy? Six, eight, ten?…You remember at all..you useless slut?” He shouted.Erin heard him swear again and then grunt and sputter, “Ah.. there we go. Tight but accepting! Oh so sweet and snug.”As she imagined him pushing his huge length in between the girl’s whipped marked buttocks. She heard a sputtering groaning plea and then pitiful pleading sobs of, “Oh god….pleassse no more ..please stop…pleassse someone help me..pleassse..noo more… pleasssse” coming from below her cell window.Erin’s own pulse began to race, remembering her first time humiliatingly tied out spread eagle in the courtyard. Her wrists and ankles roped so tight they chaffed and bled. Her naked body in full view, for hours and hours, for every man who wanted to look, fondle or violate her. And there were many.The indignities the guards and this man had inflicted on her, were still the main theme of her constantly recurring nightmares. She gulped and wished to herself for the poor girl to be quiet, for her own good.But the screams and begging of the girl ramped up now. A constant stream of “No..NO…GOD NOO!” which then became nothing but horrified muffled gagged noises. Erin knew they had plugged her mouth with something in preparation for the girl’s marking.A horrific experience whereby the guards took turns heating a metal rod with a blow torch and then leisurely drawing in the prisoner numbers on the girls most delicate flesh. Erin could almost feel her ass and left tit throbbing again from the excruciatingly painful experience.“Let’s brand both these nice titties. What do you think Sanchez?” Erin heard the big blonde man ask.“And then we do both her inner thighs…and maybe burn away some of this pubic peach fuzz!” he added.There was a round of laughter and Erin wished she had free hands to cover her ears. Even gagged, the girl outside was now screaming at a decibel level that was ear splitting. A faint sizzling noise just barely audible thru Erin’s small cell window. The smell of the young woman’s burnt flesh definitely noticeable.After minutes of this, the sounds outside her window became quiet again. Just faint whimpers and sobs drifted in now. The men were chatting in Spanish and broken English, the German man suddenly boisterous as he greeted someone.“Ah Senor Eduardo, you made it. We just branded the little cunt you sentenced today, and of course we all tried out her ass. What do you think boys…Did she have a nice tight teenage ass?” Erin heard him ask the many guards that must be hanging around. There was a chorus of agreement. Then Erin realized it was the judge who had arrived, and she once again began to tremble in her chains, knowing how sadistic he could be.The judge spoke, “I see her ass has been well used, and pussy too. What do you have stuffed in there anyways? Looks like a botella de cerveza!”A guard laughed and replied, “We tried a wine bottle senor Eduardo…But it no fit!”There was a huge round of laughter from all the men and then the judge said, “Welcome to prison my little American slut, hope you enjoy your next ten years of hard fucking! Now let’s see how my cock fits into both these fucked up holes!”There were more muffled young female screams as Erin listened to the judge grunt and shout in time with his violations of the girl’s sex and ass. It went on for minutes until the gruff man came. The sound of his hand slapping the screaming girl on her shredded bum cheeks, cracking across the courtyard.His voice then echoed loud outside as he ordered the guards, ”Take her hot little maltepe escort body and hang her by her ankles from the tree. Then we try out her mouth later as she hangs upside down begging for mercy.”Erin cringed at this sadistic command and was so grateful that it wasn’t her out there being used and punished. Even though she was chained up in near constant discomfort, at least she wasn’t suffering horrendously and being violated to the extreme.A thought that went out of her mind, as the grey steel door to her cell swung open and there stood the large blonde German. A sick smile on his face and his slick filthy cum covered cock, just used in an ass fucking, jutted straight out of his pants.Erin bit back a scream and only whimpered as he entered her cell. Her whimper morphing into a deep terrifying moan of discomfort as he poked a finger through her nipple ring and wrenched her body closer to his.He fingered the key to her locks, hanging there off her nipple ring and smiled. “Guess we should unlock your wrists so you can get down on your knees …. And clean my cock off …. Right prisoner 381?”She could only whimper and nod her head in agreement, knowing too well what these men could do to her. She would gladly suffer the humiliation and disgust of sucking his filthy cock if it meant escaping the fate of the girl outside.So with an awkward lack of grace, as he unlocked her wrists from the wall, Erin fell to her knees. Her mouth opening, and a grimace on her face as his ample cock slid in past her lips. The taste of the other girl’s juices, ass and his cum, filling Erin’s mouth.Erin worked her tongue around his shaft, ignoring the taste, ignoring the pain in her knees from the dirty stone floor and ignoring the pain in her neck, as he gripped her permanently bolted on steel collar. His groans of pleasure as she sucked, licked and slobbered around his stiff thick cock, filling her little cell. One of his hands was now pulling at her hair so hard, she thought he would pull out clumps. But she kept up her sucking. Driving her own mouth along his shaft so deep, his balls were mashing into her chin, her nose crushed into his hairy pubic bone. The head of his cock buried in her throat, as she tried to swallow around him and get him to cum.And it happened, suddenly! She felt the pulses of semen shooting thru his cock on her tongue and then it hit the back of her gagging throat. Even struggling to breath, she fought to keep her mouth on his shaft and please this man. This man who along with the judge and guards, now ruled her sad little trapped life.Swallowing back the last pulses of his cum, she drew her mouth off his still erect cock, slowly with purpose. Making sure to clean it perfectly, so that it glistened only with her saliva. The tip of his cock popped out from between her pursed lips and she glanced up to him in hope of finding him pleased.Erin almost grinned when she saw his satisfied face. His large right hand then swatted her left cheek firmly. The heat in his strike letting her know she had done well.“Good job cunt, you are becoming a model prisoner.” He said. A comment that had Erin sighing with relief inside. Until she heard that deep Spanish growl behind her towering German master.“We’ll see about that Klaus. My cock needs a good cleaning too, as do the other five guards lined up out here.”The judge stepped forward and Klaus moved out of the tiny cell, to the back of the growing line of men. The judge’s massive cock was covered in bloody sticky cum. Even a few small blonde pubic hairs still stuck to his shaft as it bobbed and slapped at Erin’s panicked face. The realization of what was about to go down hitting her with full force.The judge lowered his face to Erin’s and said, “You clean every fuckin piece of shit and cum off each of our dicks, prisoner 381! and then we’ll see if we don’t let you hang for a day or two outside with the new girl! That some motivation cunt?”Never waiting for a verbal answer, he plowed his cock into Erin’s open and screaming mouth. Gripping her hair and slamming her face down onto his shaft over and over and over….

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Adamncourtneyb: Body Swap part 3Part 2.5Our Conversation Continued in that light tone for a few more minutes. I didn’t see where this was going, Amy on the other hand had my bodies sex drive.Amy Pulled me in close and started kissing, I was surprised she wanted this without Courtney. it didn’t take long before I was pulling his boxers off, even without my bodies over driven hormones I wanted to fucked again. Amy’s cock was rock hard as I started stroking it, I felt Amy release a quiver as my hand wrapped half way around his shaft. The kissing had become aggressive now, Moving to my neck and quickly to my breast. He had my nipple now and was sucking hard. I could feel my pussy start to drip, and butterflies turning in my stomach. That’s when he grabbed me up, nearly flipping me on top in the 69 position. Amy didn’t waste time, He had my panties ripped and was eating my pussy before I even completely landed on top. He knew what to do this time, it wasn’t going to be a slow get to know you, he was going to fuck me. I grabbed his cock and shoved it down into my mouth.It wasn’t very long, before I had to have his cock inside me. Crawling forward to reverse cowgirl, I know its one of my favorites to watch from. I saddled up and starter grinding my clit ageist his shaft, just listening to his moans. Amy” You need to wrap that pussy around my cock or i’m going to go crazy “Me” I’ll get there…… “Just as a arched my back let his tip slid in, I could already feel my cunt griping his cock. I started pushing him in, inch by inch. With each inch I could feel him thrust forward wanting more. I was going to give it you him. My orgasm was building this whole time, and I wanted it to be a good one. I was nearly half way down, when he start sitting up. Amy reaching between my legs, wrapping his arms around my thighs and his hands reached the for my tummy. That’s when he took control…… ____________________________________________________________________________________Part 3We all woke up late the next morning, and in our own bodies. I headed to the kitchen to start coffee. I let Courtney sleep, I knew that her body needed it after putting it to work that hard last night and so many times.I met Sean in the kitchen looking blank as my espresso machine. Sean ” Glad your up, how in the hell does this thing work “Me” It easy, you have to just be a coffee nut “I made us both coffees, then started reading the paper. I knew the girls would be up soon and wanted to get a fresh start on the day before something else happened.We istanbul escort took our time each night. I was always in Courtney’s body, they took turns using me every night. But by the third week was having issues.Courtney ” I think this pussy is used up, it not even sure anymore. It’s just numb, Adam how have you felt anything? “Adam ” truthful its been numb for days you haven’t let me swap back. Or take a break. “Amy” poor baby, Sean’s been asleep for 3 weeks and you complain about a numb pussy. “Adam ” funny, you haven’t or your body hasn’t taken cock since the first night. Just oral “Its true her body was used up after that first night. I’ve never seen my cock stretch out such a small pussy before. I know Courtney enjoyed it but Amy couldn’t handle the pain. I sat there watching the girls, they were whispering and giggling. Adam ” what’s up “Courtney ” we are going to give you a break tonight, we wont touch you. That will give us all a break let sean of pillow duty. “Adam ” sounds good. What’s the plan tonight? “Amy ” dinner and me and Courtney will go see a movie “That day progressed, I know that the girls were going to have alone time. Yet I wanted to be there. I’d been in Courtney’s body for 3 weeks solid. I missed it, even sore it was mine. Sean had gotten up with many apologies for sleeping so much. He kept ranting about why but couldn’t ever remember sleeping like this in his life. He came in the late afternoon, wear running shorts and a small tank top. Sean ” het man I’m gonna go for run, then work out. Do you wanna join me? “Adam ” no to the running, did alot of cardio already. My weights later “Sean ” cool man “He left just as the girls were walking out the door. I saw both girls go say goodbye but Amy was being very touchy. Much more than normal interactions ive seen with them before. Maybe she was feeling guilty. Sean was gone for a couple of hours, when he got back we both headed to the garage. He had taken off his shirt. I hadn’t notice before, he was ripped. Muscles everywhere, it concerned me that I continued to feel attracted to him even kn my male body. That when I felt the change coming, Courtney had used the mirror on me. As my world flipped I saw Courtney’s face looking at me. Courtney ” hey babe, how do you feel? “Adam ” WTH I thought I was getting a break? “That’s when I realized I had swapped with Amy. I was in her body; I felt how light she was compared to myself or even Courtney’s body. Courtney ” my avcılar escort body is getting the break. Not you. “Adam ” so amy is going to fuck me tonight? “Courtney ” not exactly Sean’s awake. You have to be her until later “I saw that Amy in my body was coming into the house. Sean in tow. Courtney didn’t miss a beat. Courtney ” hey babe did you boy have fun? Our movie was a really good, and I ordered dinner “Amy” that’s good babe, what did you order in starving “Courtney nudged me, a indicator I should speak. Adam” hey boys working hard or hardly working? “Yep I’m a dumb ass. But it did seem to matter. They carried the conversation, al the way through dinner. Sitting next to Sean was odd, he had dressed again. Tight slacks and white tshirt, I kept watching him all night. His muscles moving under the thing shirt. I could even see the outline of his cock in the slacks. My pussy was telling the reason why Amy had chosen him. We were all having a pretty time actually, and had moved to the sitting room. Sean was telling stories of his c***dhood. That’s where things changed, Courtney was sitting on Amy’s lap. I could see her rubbing Amy’s cock, right in front of Sean. That when Courtney grabbed my hand leading to Sean. Sit relax. And enjoy yourself. I noticed Sean watching them. I sat down, right on his rock hard cock. Apparently he noticed awhile ago. He was definitely turned on. So was I now, feeling his huge cock right between my ass cheeks. The girls had dressed up. Both in little sun dresses, and gstrings. I felt dirty knowing that this guys huge cock was turning me on. But I couldn’t stop myself. I felt my pussy getting wet, soaking what little fabric the gstring had. I wanted to fuck, right here right now. I started grinding his cock. Courtney across the room wasn’t holding back. she was already on her knees pulling Amy’s cock out. I didnt know how Sean would react, so I pushed harder. Grinding from tip to base, I couldn’t help moaning. it felt good, it was so long and hard now it could it touch my back and clit at the same time. Courtney was full force sucking Amy’s cock. So I gave in, I turn around on my knees between Sean’s legs. I start unzipping his slacks. Sean ” you sure, this is really dirty “I already had his cock in my hand. God it was huge longer then my own, he had aleast a 14 inch cock. But the thickness was like a tuna can. I never did answer, I have his cock in my mouth, working it down. I didnt get far, when I realized Courtney was the. she had came şirinevler escort over and started playing with my pussy. This pussy was different, more sensitive. Within a few minutes I was cumming all over her fingers. Courtney never stopped fingering me, but felt her move up level with me. I had Sean’s balls in my mouth, and she started licking the tip of his cock. It made me jealous. Not of that my wife was touching another man, that this was mine now. I knew there was no way my little mouth could suck him deep down. But Courtney could, I looked up he was surprised but didn’t stop us. Courtney had him nearly balls deep, her throat bulging with his cock. I watch as he blow in her mouth. She looked surprised as cum dripped out of her mouth. He had exploded so hard she had cum drip out her nose. I had never seen Courtney with anyone else before let alone a black man. She was super pale and the contrast looked surprisingly good. She pulled back kissing me now. Sharing his cum with me, I love the taste of cum. But his was better than mine. Sean was still sitting on the love seat. Without a word I straddled his cock. Pulling my gstring to the I put his cock head right at my cunt entrance. Sean ” are you sure, I dont want to hurt you. “I just started lowering myself down, I can feel Courtney opening me up. It was huge, my cunt was grabbing his cock and trying force it out. I felt like I’d break in two. It hurt but started feeling better the deeper I got. I was about 4 inchs down, when he started quivering I knew he wanted more. I braved up. I pulled my dress off, exposing my tits. He immediately started sucking my nipples. Courtney has sensitive nipples or I thought she did. It was like a damn bursting open. My cunt was dripping down in his cock, I pulled up and thrusting down 8 more inches. His response almost through me off him. My cunt was so tightly gripped on I held there for a few seconds and trusted again. Deeper, I was going to take his whole. The pain was gone, I was riding that cock now. I got him all the way in, it felt like he was stabbing my heart. That’s when Courtney grabbed my hair. Ride him now, I obeyed her. Getting my hips moving back and forth, I felt my stomach quivering turning with butterflies I was going to cum. That’s when sean picked me up. He started sliding his cock in and out huge deep thrusts. My head exploded. I woke up laying on Sean’s stomach his cock deep inside me. Courtney was eating my asshole, Adam ” umm did I pass out? “Sean” yep i stopped but Courtney said to keep going “Adam ” good “That when i felt it. Courtney had moved off, and Amy was positioning her cock in my asshole. As she pushed in I felt dizzy again, but I also felt my orgasm redoubling. I saw Courtney kissing Sean, as I came, my whole body convulsing. I could feel both Sean and amy cumming deep inside me. Part 4 to come

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Balling my soon to be ExMy soon to be Ex and I were still living together but I knew it was just a matter of time before he would be moving on. I had to agree that things were sour between us but I still had an itch that needed to be scratched and he certainly had experience at that. We were still sleeping in the same bed but most of the time he was wrapped up in blankets and on the edge as far away from me as he could get. I figured I wasn’t the only one with an itch but he was fighting it and he was very strong willed. It had been at least a month since I stood outside our bathroom door in the dark, watching him masturbate in the shower. The shower curtain was parted just enough for me to see his rock hard cock as he stroked it. I was so turned on that I unsnapped the front of my jeans and shoved a hand down inside my panties, working my wet pussy into a lather. I heard him grunt softly as he began to cum, spewing thick white semen into the bathtub. I rubbed my clit furiously as I placed my free hand over my mouth and had my own orgasm. As he dried off, I slipped back into the kitchen and washed my hands before fastening my jeans. I didn’t know how I was gonna pull it off but I needed to find a way to get him to fuck me.One night it was a little on the warm side and I woke up feeling a bit more than just a little horny. He had shed his covers and was sound asleep with his bottom half completely exposed. He still slept in the nude and as the moonlight shone thru the blinds I could see his semi hard cock. I don’t know what he was dreaming about but I watched it slowly grew into a full blown erection, standing up from his crotch and throbbing in the moonlight. He had taken some medication to help him sleep because of trouble he was having with his ears and he was snoring away but his dick was obviously wide awake.I could feel myself getting aroused as my outer labia began to swell. I was so turned on that I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out and wrapping my fingers around his hard cock as I slipped my other hand down inside my panties and began rubbing my clit, shoving my fingers down into my wet slit and smearing my juices across it. Pulling my hand up for just a moment, I pushed my panties down my legs and kicked them to the floor quietly. Rolling over on my side, I slipped the head of his cock into my mouth and began sucking it as I worked my soaking wet pussy feverishly. pendik escort He moaned softly in his sleep as he moved his hips in rhythm my lips sliding up and down his shaft. He stirred and I felt his arm sliding down behind me, which I assumed for a moment meant he was about to stop me but instead he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed down, forcing more of his cock into my mouth as he began breathing heavily. Turning my head as much as I could, considering his grip on my hair, I could see that he was still sound asleep. I could feel myself quickly reaching the point where I was about cum at any moment. Moving my free hand up, I gently forced his fingers to release their grip on my hair. Raising myself up as quietly as I could, I straddled him. I paused and held my breath, waiting to see if he was going to wake up. While he continued to snore, I moved up slightly causing his shaft come to rest in my moist slit and I could feel his erection throbbing against my clit. As I moved ever so slightly, his hard cock slid up and down inside my labia. My orgasm was so close that I couldn’t stop myself. I reached down between my legs and guided the head of his dick into my awaiting pussy and slowly slid down onto it. As he penetrated me, I could feel myself starting to cum and as I settled all the way down on his cock, my orgasm hit. I put my hand over my mouth, as I held back a cry while I shoved myself down on him. Suddenly, while I rode out the waves of pleasure, I felt his erection stiffen and swell inside of me as he began to cum, flood my insides with his thick, warm semen. Leaning forward, I felt my hard nipples on him as I ground my clit against his groin and brought myself to a second climax. Panting and push down on his cock, taking it as deep into my pussy as I could, I looked up at him and he was still sleeping. Drenched in my own sweat and filled with his sweet load, I laid my head on his chest until it stopped spinning and then I slowly rolled off of him. Laying beside him, I could feel his cum seeping out of me and I was just amazed at how he could have slept thru that but I was in no condition to complain so I snuggled up against him and dozed off. The next morning when I woke up, he was covered and when I got up to pee, he opened his eyes and said “Morning” . I just chuckled and said “Yes it is.” Thinking I would test the kartal escort waters, I added “Were you dreaming about something on someone last night? You were bouncing around a bit and woke me up.” He looked a little sheepish and quickly replied “Not that I recall.” I still had my panties off from the night before and as I glanced in the mirror, I saw him discreetly looking at my plump ass. Not wanting to miss the opportunity to encourage him, I spread my legs slightly and bent over to pick them up, displaying my pussy from behind. When I raised back up, I noticed a little tent in the sheet he was under. I thought it might be a good idea to let it go for now as I headed to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I decided to get my shower. As I crossed the bathroom floor, I glanced out of the door, which was not fully closed and I could see him stroking his dick. I paused to watch discreetly, feeling myself getting turned on again. The desire to walk back in there, throw off the covers and ride that dick once more was almost overwhelming but I knew he wouldn’t go for that so I turned the water on and got in the shower. As I began to soap up, the thought of him jacking off in the other room got me so turned on that I had to try something. I called out to him “Hey, could you come wash my back for me, please?” It took him a couple minutes and when he came in, he had his robe on. I had lathered up my front already and as he parted the shower curtain to wash my back, I discreetly massaged my hard nipples. When he had applied enough soap, he sat it down and began running his hand across my shoulders, working up and down until he reached the small of my back where he stopped. Leaning forward just slightly, I whispered “Ooh, that’s feels so good. Could you go a little lower please?” Moving his hand down, he began soaping up my bottom, kneading and squeezing my soft, round cheeks. As he ran his hand across my plump ass, I could hear his breathing become more rapid. Sensing that this was definitely turning him on, I boldly slipped my hand into the front of his robe and, sure enough, he was rock hard. Gripping his cock, I began pumping my hand up and down the thick shaft. “Ooh, that’s nice baby” I cooed “ Why don’t you join me in here? We can do something about that problem you have.” At point he was in no condition to refuse, so he dropped his robe maltepe escort and stepped into the shower. As he positioned himself behind me, I stepped back against him, nestling his erection in my soapy crack. Leaning slightly forward I began moving up and down, stroking his cock with my ass. No longer being able to resist, he put his hands on my hips and slowly humped me as he moaned softly. I put my hands on his and pulled them around and up, placing them on my chest. He needed no further coaxing as he cupped my tits, massaging them thoroughly. I moaned out “ Oh yeah baby, that feels so good!” as he pinched and pulled my hard nipples. Sliding one hand down between my legs, he slipped a finger into my wet slit and worked my clit. I was filled with desire as I whispered “ Aw yeah, baby, give it to me! Stick your dick inside of me and make me cum!”He reached up above me and pulled the shower massage down, rinsing the soap off of my ass and his hard cock. When he put it back up, he ran his hands down my ass cheeks, spreading them as he nudged the head of his erect cock up in the slit of my swollen labia. Pushing back, I whispered “Give it to me baby! Fuck me!” He reached down between us and guided himself into me. I put my hands against the walls of the shower and shoved backward, taking his cock all the way in as I began to have an orgasm. Moving in and out slowly, he massaged the sensitive inner walls of my pussy with the swollen head of his cock, sending waves of pleasure through me. He bent his knees slightly, allowing me to move my ass up and down fucking myself on his erection as my orgasm began to subside. Sliding his hands down across my plump ass, he began pumping his hard dick in and out of me more urgently as he moaned and exclaimed “ Your pussy feels so good!” Shoving back to meet his every thrust, I encouraged him “Oh yeah baby, fuck that pussy. Give it to me baby, cum inside my pussy!” That was all it took as I felt him stiffen even more before he let out a loud grunt and came, spewing stream after stream of thick, warm semen deep inside of me as he continued pumping his cock in and out. Running a hand down between us, I massaged his balls with my fingertips as I ran my thumb across my clit sending myself into another orgasm. He seemed to stay hard inside me for the longest time as I rode out the second climax and as he gradually softened, his dick slid out of my saturated cunt. Standing upright, trying to steady myself, I leaned back against him and whispered “Woo, that was wonderful!” He held for a moment and then stepped out of the shower, not saying anything but I could tell that he enjoyed it too. I hoped this would be the start of a new chapter.

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The new roommates – Part 1Just shortly after I turned 32, my now ex wife and I went through a divorce. We had been married for a few years and things just went south in the marriage and we know it was time to start out lives over. I got the house in the divorce, a nice 5 bedroom, 3 bath two story place. After a few months of being alone in the house, I decided to rent out 2 of the bedrooms for some extra income and help with the new changes in my life. I had shown the place to a few people who were interested, but I made my final decision on Saturday afternoon. That afternoon I had a meeting with two young woman to look at the place. As I opened the door, I saw these two drop dead gorgeous woman standing there. I can honestly say it was a instance choice to have these two as my roommates. The first was Wendi, she was about 5’5, brunette hair down to her shoulders, amazing blue eyes, nice ass, and probably a 36C breasts. The second was Sara, she was a little shorter, right over 5′, Blonde hair, blue eyes, a little curvy, a nice ass also, and about the same size breasts as Wendi. Both were 23. I invited them in, showed them around the place, which rooms and bathrooms would be theirs,  and discussed the rent. Both were new to the area, and had just graduated college and were looking for jobs in the area. After some small talk, I offered them the rooms and the agreed. They moved in over the next week. Over the next month or so, we got settled to being around each other and learned each others routines. I work days and would be home around 5pm each day. They would be around the house when I got home or laying out by the pool. Sara had istanbul escort found a part time job and worked a few nights a week. Wendi had found a job she could work from home, so she was always around the house. We would flirt, laugh and enjoy each others company when we were all at the house. My new life was turning out to be pretty good, with these two gorgeous woman in my house. One night, while Sara was at work. I was in my room, watching some porn, when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly changed the channel to a movie, covered up, and said come in. Wendi opened the door and aske me if I could help her with something. I said “Sure, what do you need?”  In she walked with wearing only a white robe, I could tell she had just finished her shower since her hair was wet. “Can you give me a shoulder and back massage, I pulled something the other day while exercising and it still sore” she asked. Anyone in my position wouldn’t say not to this request from a woman. I said, ” Sure, do you want to go downstairs so you can lay on the couch”. “No” she said and jumped on my bed. It had been a while since a had a woman in my bed so my mine was racing. She rolled over on her stomach and removed her robe revealing she was just wearing a little blue thong. My cock twitched at the site. I had seen here beautiful body when she was laying out by the pool, but to have her laying in my bed was a different story. I sat next to her and started to massage her shoulders, She looked back at me and said where I was sitting wouldn’t work, and I should straddle her back so I my avcılar escort hands could get a better angle and apply more pressure. So I climbed over her and straddled her and stared massaging her shoulders and upper back again. By this time, I was completely hard in my shorts. I was sitting over her ass and as I shifted to massage her shoulders my cock started rubbing her ass. I know she could feel it, but the angle I was at I couldn’t move it so I just continued. As I finished up her back and shoulders, I went to get off and she asked, where I was going with a cute little smile. She said ” that was a nice massage you gave my ass also”. I blushed, and apologized saying it was difficult to not be hard with how hot and beautiful she was. She said it was ok and she enjoyed it and smiled. I could see look in her eyes, and it was saying she wanted more. I asked ” Would you like to see what was rubbing you?”. She smiled even bigger and said, ‘Oh yes daddy, I want to see it.” As I started to unbuckle my shorts, she just watched and licked her lips as I pulled my shorts and boxers off, letting he see my huge hard cock. She started drooling and said, ” I always that you had a huge cock.” She laid on her back and took off the thong, I could see her pussy was dripping wet. I asked what got her so wet, she said “You rubbing that cock on my ass”. She spread her legs and told me to put my hard cock inside her. I went to get a condom out of my night stand and she stopped me. She said we didn’t need those, she was on the pill. That statement made my cock even harder. I crawled on top of her and she grabbed şirinevler escort my cock and guided it into her warm wet pussy. She was tighter then I expected it felt amazing. I started slowly thrusting in and out of her tight pussy, the view was amazing. She took every inch of my cock inside her, I filled her as deep as I could till my balls were slapping her ass. I’d pull out to the tip and slam back into her balls deep. I fucked her like that for about 20 minutes until she said she wanted it doggie style. I pulled out and she turned over and bent over the bed. I stood behind here and entered her again. She moaned and said for me to fuck her pussy and that she wanted my cock from the first day we met. I could feel the pressure building in my balls and told her I was going to cum soon. She bucked on my cock and started to cum, her pussy got even tighter and she screamed, “Yes daddy, fuck this tight pussy, make it yours.” She cum around my hard cock, it was all I could do not to explode inside here. I told her I couldn’t hold it much longer and asked where she wanted my cum. With out saying a word, she pulled off my cock and got down on here knees and started stroking my cock. She licked and sucked on my balls as she stroked. I couldn’t hold it back any longer, I exploded all over her face and breasts. She stroked every bit of cum out of my hard cock. Licking the tip and tasting my cum for the first time. As she was licking the last bit of cum off my cock, we head ” I call the next massage”. I looked up and saw Sara standing at the door. I never realized Wendi didn’t close the bed room door and Sara must have come home as me and Wendi were fucking. Who knows how long she was standing there watching us. I blushed and she just smiled and walked off to her room. Wendi spent the night in my bed and we fucked a few more times before we finally fell asleep. I woke up to a text message from Sara, reminding me she wanted the next massage. But that’s another story.  

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