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This is just a little story about how I ride. I mean, the way I like to live my life. And one of the things that really defines me a lot is what I wear. If I’m awake and kicking then I’ve got on my 501 jeans. And not a stitch underneath them.When I was young I would wear almost any kind of jeans. Just as long as they fit and I could afford them. But as I aged and lived my life I learned what I needed to do to make life good. One thing I learned is what button fly jeans could do to make life happy.So anyway, this is just a little story. Sort of an illustration you could say. Showing you all how sweet it is to wear the clothes that display your philosophy of living. And help you achieve it.A few years back I was shooting some pool in a bar in Barstow, right on route 66. It was a hot day outside, but the A/C was taking care of business, rus escort and so were the cold longnecks I was taking gulps from.I had just finished my third beer, and won my fifth game of eight ball, when I saw her up by the bar. She was on a bar stool with her curvy legs crossed. Her foot was bobbing up and down with a high heel shoe dangling from a toe.My eyes traveled up her legs, enjoying the way they were not too skinny under her short skirt, then up to her butt. Round and juicy looking for sure. Then on up to her tits underneath a tank top. Not huge, but I could see she was proud of them. She should be. Her long, tight ringlets of black hair spun out around her dark face.On her face was a tiny smile. And I could see it was directed at me along with her crinkled eyes.I always yenimahalle escort hung right, with my little buddy comfortable in my own tight jeans. I had been leaning over the table after my last shot sank the eight ball, and I now straightened up. I held the queue stick in my left hand and casually, but intentionally, rubbed my right hand over my meat, stretching it out for her. Then I returned her smile.She turned away and started sipping on something on the rocks. I gathered up my winnings from the edge of the pool table, stuck it into my hip pocket, and made my way over to say hello.”Hey Bert, I’ll have another, ” I said to the bartender. I was next to her. “Hello. Doing alright?” I said to her over my shoulder.”I’m fine,” she answered as she turned to smile again. “Not too exciting around here, is it?””Can be. Doesn’t take a lot to get it real interesting. You just have to be open to your own bliss,” I grinned.”Oh dear,” she laughed loudly. “My bliss? Hon, you got to be kidding.””Just a little joke. But I did enjoy hearing you laugh. You have a pleasing voice.””Is that so? Well, I’ve been known to sing once in awhile.””Mind if we take this over to a booth? Bert will bring you another of whatever you’re drinking.””Sure, let’s go,” and she picked up her drink as we both walked over to a corner booth. The bar only had about five or six patrons at this time of the day. We settled in, with both of us shifting around the bench.We talked idly for awhile but it was clear we liked each other. I was sure of it when her left hand rested on my right thigh for several minutes, and then moved up to my bulge. My now growing bulge. I glanced around the room. No one seemed to care what we were up to.”Tell you what, I need to get rid of some beer. What about you,” I asked her as I started gliding out of the booth. She was moving also.”I could do the same.

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How fucking stupid is this? In two more stops, I will be getting off the number forty-two bus on the way into town. It passes by some old arches, close to the river that winds its way through an industrial site. Numerous alleyways connect the river to the main road. Few are lit. It’s also dark and extremely fucking cold, even for six o’clock on this January evening.I’m not even dressed for gallivanting in this part of town. All sorts of unsavoury characters emerge at night. All sorts; and I’m not including Bertie Basset in that either.To say I’m a little scared or apprehensive is an understatement. But, given the nature of my predicament, there was little I could do.ooOooI work for a reputable company, one that would not have seen the funny side, or indeed the naughty side of what I had done. It was a one-off, she said, smiling to herself. Imagine the scene: A slightly tipsy and horny woman of thirty-seven comes out of a nightclub and latches onto some bloke, takes him down a lane and sucks him off until he comes in her mouth. Well, actually it was more throat, then mouth and then my fucking black dress that got covered when I found out that I couldn’t swallow as fast as he was producing; the same black dress that I had to get cleaned the day after at enormous cost.I thought nothing of it until I went in to retrieve the dress a week later and was told by the shop assistant that someone had come in just after me and left this envelope ‘for the lady owning the black dress.’ The same one I handed in earlier that day.Imagine my surprise when I opened the letter in front of her and out dropped a USB into the palm of my hand. I looked at it quizzically. Then I looked at her. Either she feigned any knowledge of the act, or it really was handed to her after I had left the shop.Either way – it was fucking scary to think someone had followed me when I dropped the dress off for cleaning. I shook my head and with dress and USB in hand headed out to catch the bus home.That night I looked at the USB disk after plugging it into my laptop. I was horrified beşevler escort to see me in the video that played when it was inserted. In all my glory, I was blowing some guy in an alleyway. I struggled to find the connection as to who took the video? The more I looked, the more confused I became. I mean, who takes black and white videos these days. Then there was the angle – and it looked grainy, but you could tell it was my face. Well, before it got buried in the guy’s pants, you could tell it was my face.Then it hit me, fucking CCTV cameras. They get everywhere these days.I wondered whether the shop assistant had taken a peek at it because the envelope was not sealed at all.I saw, next to the video, a text file. I opened it. It did explain that it was CCTV footage from a council placed camera and that if I didn’t arrange to meet with this guy, the sender, then he would send it to my place of work.I felt like calling his bluff, but there was something about the name Mathew Bourne that made me think I knew him from somewhere. Then there was the fact that I really loved my job and I didn’t want to lose it. Then there was the fact that I actually got off on things like this. It was a no-brainer.I smiled a little at the video. I know the woman in that video was me, but she was such a slut. As soon as the bloke had finished spunking in her mouth, she got up, wiped her chin with her finger and swallowed his leftover juice. She then had the audacity to wave goodbye to him as she left to catch her bus; she was such a slut. As she left the alleyway you could see the drops of spunk glistening on her black dress; all from a CCTV camera on a lamp post.For the life of me, I couldn’t remember anything about what the bus driver must have thought of me or anyone else on that late night bus back to the suburbs.I know, I could have gone to the police, but where would the fun be in that, eh! I started to smile at her, in the video. I then started to get horny. My fingers snaked inside my panties, and cebeci escort I started to feel my wetness spread. My other hand was dialing the number on the phone.I heard the voice answer; just a simple, hello.“H-Hi, it’s me, the woman with the black dress,” I said with a little apprehension and uncertainty. I waited, with baited breath for his reply.We had a tiny discussion before he replied telling me his conditions and where we should meet.“Please, please don’t send it to work, I don’t want to lose my job,” I feigned my vulnerability to perfection. “I’ll be there, I promise – What time again?”ooOooAnd so, here I am. The bus is stopping, and I am about to get off. I smile at the driver and say a heartfelt thank you. My heels clip on the pavement before I start walking. The alleyway is opposite the corner of Moss and Fern street. I can see it from where I am, but there is nobody there.I wait close to the alleyway, and I see one or two unsavoury looking characters leer at me as they pass me by. Thankfully, they keep on walking.Like I said, I’m not exactly dressed for this part of town. My dress covers me to the knees, but my high heels are suggestive of a sleazier side to me that people passing by can see. My hair is coiled up into a bun with wisps of hair straggling down around my face. My red lips are downright sexy, and the silver-studded dog collar is making me out to be a tart. The heels and lips were his suggestion – the rest were mine.It was me that decided to dress the way I am and to be honest, I feel as sexy as hell.There’s still no sign of him as I look at my watch. Ten minutes past six and no one to be seen.To be honest, his instructions were for me to walk down the alleyway but it’s so dark, and I would be so vulnerable on my own. Even I feel scared of this kind of darkness.My heels clip and clop as I walk past the entrance to the alleyway one more time before I decide to walk into it.It wasn’t the fact that I had suddenly become brave. It was the four guys in leather jackets kolej escort that were walking up the street towards me. Their boisterous attitude would make me feel vulnerable and, putting it mildly, I could only guess what they would say as they passed me by. No, those guys would have been worse than the darkness.I found myself taking in deep lungful’s of air, and I could feel my heart racing under my thick coat. I felt a little cold, and I dug my hands into my pockets for some warmth. My steps were slow, deliberate and careful and my eyes were as wide as a hedgehog in a car’s headlight. I could still hear the traffic on the main road and the yell of one of the guys as they got closer.But I was beginning to see. The lack of street lighting that filtered down to where I was no longer hurt my eyes, and I was starting to make things out in the darkness. The alleyway twisted to the right and before I knew it the main road was cut off from my sight. Suddenly I could see the little enclave that he described to me, and I started to twist my head to one side to try and peer into it.“Well, hello.”I jumped out of my skin at the words from behind me; letting out an audible screech. My hands were out of my pockets and up close to my face as I expected someone to grab me from behind, but nothing happened. I stopped and turned around.“Hello, Melissa?”I nodded, then realising how dark it was, added: “yes, it’s me.”The place smelt of damp and the mustiness crept into my nostrils.As the man came closer, I could make out his features. He was slim, taller than me, which is saying something, and underneath his bomber jacket, he looked to be quite fit. His facial features made him quite endearing. I instantly liked him. He was unpretentious and not aggressive or demanding at all.I felt a pang of regret at the thought that this may turn out to be nicer than I had expected.As he moved towards me, I backed into the enclave on my left. A floodlight suddenly lit up the area which startled me.“Fuck me,” I exclaimed, “not here surely,” I said looking him in the eye.“Why not?”Then I noticed his red hair and I started to smile.“Now I remember you – Ginger! You’re that Mathew Bourne!”Mathew nodded at me.“I see you’ve got the heels on, and the lipstick, that’s good of you.”“Why the lipstick?”“So that I can look at it on my cock afterwards and remember that I actually got blown by Melissa Evans.”

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She was mad. She was furious. Jessica failed to understand how she could, day in and day out, tolerate a legion of imbeciles at her cousin’s office. One of her subsidiary companies was in financial crisis. For three quarters, the results were the same and became worse. Its revenue plummeted instead of skyrocketed. Bad call to allow her cousin to run that business, just because she felt obliged to repay her uncle for loaning her some start-up money despite the fact that the debt had been fully settled when she hit her first million two years back. Although she had the power to shut the subsidiary company down and focused on her other business ventures that were more secured and profitable, she could not help but start to weigh the gravity of the situation. She could let this company go because it would not affect çankaya escort her wealth at all. But, millions of people would lose their source of income if she were to succumb to her ruthless rationale. Families would be forced to live on the streets, penniless. The children would be stopped from getting their education as they entered the underprivileged lifestyle. And, if she wanted to sever the family tie that got tangled in the middle, this was the best time to do it. A definite no. Fuming, she hit her accelerator and dangerously evaded the incoming traffic. As she drove her fiery red Mustang, she made a mental note to call for an emergency meeting, perhaps in two days’ time. But first, she must check the company’s record regarding employees’ listing and keçiören escort their performance. She would not fire her cousin but she had to make him a puppet by letting a better candidate to run the whole show. The fools her cousin recruited would have to be sacked and replaced by more credible people. The data run must be done at her house because it was already late to turn back to the office. Besides, the traffic was terrible. She did not want to go through unnecessary hassle when she could have saved more time by doing the task at her own familiar territory. True that she hated to bring her work home but this was her responsibility, although it was Christmas’ eve. She would give her parents a courtesy call later and inform them that she would join etimesgut escort them only for Christmas dinner. Her huge white mansion was sighted. Her Mustang entered the driveway. She parked her car inside the secured garage and rushed into the house. The house felt empty. If only Steven were here, her heart grunted. Her husband of two years was off orbit, thanks to his profession as a space and aircraft engineer. He could only be expected to be Earth-based after two weeks. She missed him. And she was damned because she was horny at the first thought of him. She shrugged. The red heels she wore were killing her feet so she took them off. She was heading the stairs when she heard the shower running. Her heart leapt. She realized her bedroom door was left ajar. She went inside, walked stealthily towards the bathroom. Inside, a naked male was pummeled by the shower jets. His bronze skin gleamed. Steam clouded the shower glass. She too was steaming with desire, and boiling. Need pulsated and centered at her loins. She eyed at her personal computer inside the home working space just across her bedroom. Her task could wait. She did not bother to strip.

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I know you want all the details honey but I have to be quick, okay? I’ve got a lot to get done before Monday but I know how much you enjoy hearing about my antics and I love telling you about them- No, shush I am not skipping to the good bits when you need to know everything in the correct order. Patience baby, you’ll hear it all eventually even if it’s not all tonight! So, you remember that young cute guy who I met at a party some weeks ago? Yes, him- six foot one, green eyes, dark eryaman escort hair and an athletic build which you can climb like a tree. Well he and I met up this week, after college on Tuesday I went back to his while he was home alone. We went into his bedroom instantly as it made more sense than sitting in the lounge and he was showing off, yes I know that’s his usual… Anyway, I teased him about how small his t-shirt sincan escort is over his biceps and he whipped it off faster than you can say, ‘Flash.’ So he was all shirtless and horny in front of me when I sat down on his bed and parted my knees slightly- He pounced on me, his lips were on mine and he grabbed the back of my neck to hold me tighter to him. Kissing me the way only a horny teenage guy can and get away with it. He etlik escort pushed me back onto the bed and I had my hands over his bare back, feeling his hardness through his gym shorts automatically. Yes, I’m a slut but well- so is he, so we make a good pair! Anyway, we were kissing for only a few minutes when he started rubbing me through my panties. Those cute red lace ones I bought back in June which he loved though they were on the floor too quickly for him to notice them. He was rough in fingering me but I was soaking wet anyway and it was hot. So fucking hot and I couldn’t believe what I was doing but I was loving every minute of it. I felt his cock in my hand and god, it was so fucking thick and stiff. Man, I could barely get my hand around it to wank him off but I managed it and boy, he enjoyed it.

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We pushed the door to the washroom open and practically threw ourselves inside shutting the door quickly behind us. Our hands were all over each other as we struggled with our clothes, trying to remove them without making too much noise. I pulled her skirt up past her waist and was happy to see no panties to get in my way. Pushing her back against the vanity I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her sweet thighs. She threw one leg over my shoulder as she leaned back against the vanity beşevler escort to give me better access to her neatly shaven pussy. I buried my tongue as deep as I could as her juices filled my mouth, her hand grabbing the back of my head as she started grinding her pussy into my face. Her body shook uncontrollably as her pussy unleashed its orgasm into my waiting mouth. I could hardly breathe but I wasn’t about to waste a single drop of that cebeci escort precious juice. After what seemed like minutes she regained her composure and released her grip on my head. Pulling me to my feet she practically tore my jeans off with me frantically trying to help. My cock sprang free as precum oozed from the tip as she too dropped to her knees and engulfed my rock hard cock in one swift motion. I was in a state of pure bliss as she kolej escort rhythmically worked her mouth up and down the length of my shaft. Her hands squeezing my balls as I buried my cock deep into her hungry mouth. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hang on much longer, her sweet mouth was quickly driving me over the edge. I reluctantly pulled my cock from her hungry mouth and helped her to her feet. By now her blouse was wide open and her beautiful tits were waiting for my hungry mouth. I lifted her up placing her ass on the vanity and positioned myself between those smooth thighs. With one stroke I buried all nine inches of my hard cock into her waiting pussy while mouth hungrily sucked on her pert nipples. Her pussy was dripping once again as my cock plowed deep into her waiting lips, her legs wrapped around my ass.

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I looked out the window at the marina, wondering which boat we were taking out today. The water glistened in the early morning sun. I turned to refill my coffee cup as Jack walked out of the steamy bathroom. I couldn’t believe we were actually here together. We had talked about Cairns as our dream vacation for so long. I poured Jack some coffee while he continued to dress. The water glistened on his tan skin. I licked my lips and squeezed my legs closed. How could I be so ready for him again after all we did last night? I am insatiable whenever I am near him. He made eye contact with me in the vanity mirror and gave me that smile. He knew exactly what it did to me. I blushed and felt the goosebumps rise on my arms. Jack walked up behind me and ran his hands along my sides.  “Are you all packed, pet?” He whispered in my ear. “Yes. I’m excited to get away from everything. To see the island, be completely unplugged and reconnect with nature.”Jack hugged me closer, “You’re going to love Fitzroy Island. It is the perfect place for us to be together away from everything for a while.”We walked out of the resort to the marina. I thought we were headed for one of the larger boats; instead, Jack led me to a smaller, more intimate, private yacht. The crew consisted of only two people. “Good morning, Jack. Are you ready to set sail?” A handsome muscular man about our age, his skin tanned from being at sea for many years asked.”Yes, Jasper. This is my lovely Kara. She is excited this morning to be on our way to adventure. Is everything set for our trip?” Jack seemed to know Jasper quite well. Jasper took my hand in his and kissed it. “Good morning, Miss Kara. Jack has spoken of you often. We were mates back in secondary school. When Jack went off to University, I set out to sail the world. We met up again when we both joined the Navy. We were stationed together. This is my daughter Evie. She will be sailing with us. She has been my first mate since her mother passed.”I turned and smiled, “Hello, Evie. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m excited about this trip.”Evie smiled shyly at me. She was a pretty girl with beautiful green eyes and auburn hair. She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in cut off jean shorts and a men’s oversized t-shirt with her hair pulled up in a ponytail.I reached out to take Evie’s hand, but she slipped her sunglasses on and continued onto the boat to finish stowing away her things for the trip. “Please, excuse my Evie, Kara. She has not been around too many women since her mum passed. Evie was only twelve when her mum died. Evie and I stayed on the boat as much as possible afterward. She doesn’t know anything about clothes or make-up. The girlie stuff that a mum would teach her. I’ve done the best I could with her, and she is a great person. She will be eighteen tomorrow, and I wish I could help her see how beautiful she is.””Jasper, if she will feel comfortable with me, I would love to help her a little. She has beautiful eyes and that auburn hair is gorgeous.””She looks like her mum. She has those beautiful Irish features. I met my wife while I was in the Navy. She was from Kilkenny. She had beautiful long red hair and the greenest eyes I’d ever seen. I miss rus escort her so much, and as I see Evie grow into such a smart, stunning woman, I know her mum would have been proud. Evie heads off to University in the spring. I had hoped over Christmas she would have gone out with some girlfriends. Instead, she stayed on the boat with me. She wants to be a marine biologist. She spends every free moment, either on the boat or in the water.”Jack chimed in, “If anyone can get her out of her shell, I think it is my Kara.”He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. He whispered in my ear, “She is a beauty, Pet. What do you think?”I knew what he was thinking, and I wasn’t sure if Evie was the person we’d been looking for. Only time would tell me that. Jasper checked over the boat before we left the marina. Many of the larger yachts had already maneuvered out to sea. Before long, we were headed out as well. The sun made the turquoise water sparkle. The temperature had already risen. I slipped off my shorts and top, grabbed the sunblock when I turned, I saw Jack and Jasper deep in conversation. Off to the side was Evie. She sat alone as she looked over the water. I decided to see if she would talk with me. I came up behind her and touched her shoulder so I wouldn’t startle her. I smiled at her as I sat beside her. Evie looked at me through her sunglasses before she quickly turned her back to the water. “Hey, Evie. I thought I’d come and talk with you, just us girls. Your dad told me you want to be a marine biologist. I think that is wonderful.”She responded with a curt, “Thank you.” I sat quietly beside her, not ready to give up that easily. I gazed out at the water, suddenly, I saw something that swam ahead of us. I jumped up excitedly to see what it was. Evie stood beside me. She was excited as well. I looked up at her and saw her face light up. Her eyes shone brightly. “What is that? Do you know?” I asked her.”It’s a shark. There are many different species of sharks around. We have over a hundred fifty different species. This is a leopard shark. He’s heading away from the boats disturbing his peace.””What else will we see?” I asked excitedly.”To experience all the beauty that is here in the waters, you would need to come down with me. Would you like to take a dive?” I could tell she was in her element and that this is how I could get her to open up to me. Nervously I said, ‘Can we start with something a little less dangerous? Maybe snorkeling at first.”She smiled at me before she said, “Sure, we can do that today or tomorrow from the island.”At that moment, Jack came up. He wrapped me in his arms before he kissed. When we parted, I saw Evie look away quickly. We stayed that way for a few minutes. Jack held me close as we just looked at the beautiful sights before us. I could see the island ahead. I turned in Jack’s arms to look up at him. I still had the suntan lotion in my hand. When he saw it, he said, “Pet, haven’t you put on any of that? You really need to protect your skin. The sun is brutal here on the water.”He took my hand and led me to a lounge chair. I lay down on my stomach, making sure that Evie could see us. Jack knelt yenimahalle escort beside me, put some lotion on his hands, then rubbed it on my shoulders and upper back. When he came to my bikini top, he untied it and continued down my back and to the sides of my breasts, then he moved to the legs. He rubbed his hands up my calves over my thighs to my ass. When he came to the bottom of my bikini, he slipped his fingers underneath. I knew he could feel that I was wet. He teased my lips apart and ran his finger through my juices. He pulled them out and brought them to my mouth. I could smell my arousal before I sucked his finger into my mouth. “Turn over, Pet. Time for the front,” he said.I turned over, careful to hold my top in place. He squirted some lotion in his hand and began to rub it into my skin. When he came to my top, he gently tugged it from me. I sucked in a breath then blew it out as I knew I could not win. Jack rubbed his hands over my breasts. He pinched my nipples until they were sharp points. He pushed them together and squeezed them before finally moving down over my abdomen before he continued down to my legs. He started at my feet then up along my shins to my thighs. When he reached the bottom of my suit, he spread my legs so he could get my inner thigh. Before I knew it, he pulled my suit to the side. He pushed a finger into my slit. I moaned when he added a second digit and thrust slowly in and out. His thumb found my clit and rubbed it. I turned my head and saw Evie watching us. I was already too far gone to care. I closed my eyes as he rubbed faster. He turned his fingers to find just the right spot and pumped his fingers harder. My orgasm started at my toes and rolled through my body. My legs began to shake, my stomach tensed, and I bit my lip to keep from yelling. My pussy contracted as it gripped his fingers. I came hard. He slowly kept his fingers moving in and out as I rode the aftershocks. Jack leaned down to kiss me and whispered, “You look so beautiful, Pet. I could watch you cum all day. I think someone else enjoyed the show.”I looked past him to Evie. Her eyes were glued to me. When she noticed I saw her, she blushed and turned away quickly. Jasper came up to tell us we would be docking soon. He stopped in his tracks when he saw my flushed half-naked body. Jack just smiled at him as he had me suck my juices off his fingers. Jack helped me put my top back on before we got to the shore. I watched as the white sandy beach came into view. The lush trees beyond made it look like paradise.Jasper and Evie went to work dropping anchor after they got us close enough to get to the beach. They helped Jack and me off the boat into the water. He handed us a picnic hamper from the resort restaurant. Jasper told us, “We have work to do here. Enjoy your time on the island, and we’ll meet up tonight for dinner.”I turned and said, “Thank you, Jasper. I enjoyed the morning. You and Evie have been wonderful.”Jack shook Jasper’s hand. “See you later, mate. We’ll be back in a few hours.”With a wave to Evie, we turned and waded through the water to the beach. I couldn’t believe how clear the water was. I saw fish swimming at my feet. I’ve never experienced anything like that. Jack saw the excitement in my eyes and strolled with me toward the shoreline. Once we reached the beach, we decided to find a shady place to have our picnic before exploring. We found a trail we followed until we entered a small clearing. It was perfect for our picnic. I laid out the blanket and pulled out two flutes. Jack opened a bottle of champagne and poured us some. There were strawberries in the hamper along with a couple of baguettes. I found potato salad, some mini quiches, delicious marinated olives and pickles, a gorgeous cheese platter and some roasted salted almonds. “Wow, this looks delicious, Jack. Did you know about this?’Jack gave me that smile and said, “Pet, I always want to make you smile, and I wanted this to be special. Yes, I may have talked with the staff.”We ate in the quiet solitude of the trees around us. I was amazed at the wildlife around us. I saw a kangaroo hopping off in the distance and a koala in one of the trees. I felt as giddy as a small child seeing something for the first time. When we finished our meal, we put everything back in the hamper. Jack gently pressed me down on the blanket and kissed me passionately. “Lunch was yummy, pet, but now I’m ready for my dessert.” I kissed him back, and our tongues danced together. Jack kissed along my jawline until he reached my ear. He nibbled on my earlobe before whispering, “Strip, pet. On your knees.”‘Yes, Sir,” I said as I removed my sarong and bikini. I knelt before him and waited patiently. Jack stood before me and removed his shorts. His hard cock stood out before me. He moved closer and ran the tip over my lips. I could taste the precum on my tongue when I licked his mushroom head. He wrapped his hand in my ponytail while he pushed his hardness into my mouth. I began to suck him harder and harder until Jack held my head and fed his cock down my throat. He pushed until I gagged and held it there. The saliva ran out of my mouth when he pulled out. He did this repeatedly until he grunted and filled my throat and mouth with rope after rope of cum. I swallowed as quickly as I could, but some escaped from my mouth. I continued to suck his cock clean. Jack knelt down next to me and began to kiss me passionately, “Pet, that felt good. You know how much I adore that mouth of yours. Let me feel that cunt, are you dripping from being so exposed? Anyone could walk along this trail and see you here naked.”He knew my desire to be watched. I was a closet exhibitionist, and Jack always found ways to make me forget my surroundings. At that moment I heard a noise. I looked around to see if anyone was there, but Jack pushed me back down and took my tits in his hands. He pushed them together and squeezed them. He then took one of my nipples between his teeth and bit it. I was at the point between pain and pleasure as his hand snaked between my legs. He slipped his fingers between my puffy lips and inside of my soaked pussy. He continued to suckle my tits as he fucked me with his fingers. I moaned out in pleasure while Jack kissed his way down my body, over my stomach, and between my legs. He spread my lips open and licked up the juices that were there. He pushed his tongue into my wet hole like he was a starving man, and I was his meal. He continued to move his tongue in and out before he flattened it and licked from my rosebud to my clit. He sucked my engorged button into his mouth as he coated his fingers with my juices. 

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It had been an enjoyable evening. A few cocktails with friends, a meal, descent wine and then, finishing off with a Vodka Martini in a bar. That was when I noticed him when I lifted my glass to my lips and took a sip. His steely blue eyes caught my attention like they were about to pierce my flesh; pinning me to the wall.I looked away and joined in a laugh with one of my friends: I don’t know what I had laughed at because in that instant I had lost the thread of all the conversations going on around me. A cool breeze caressed my body, stiffening my nipples; yet there was no breeze coming from anywhere in the tightness and warmth of that corner of the bar that we inhabited.In that instant, my stomach had turned a somersault because I knew. I knew him, not actually knew him, but I knew what he was, how he would behave, how I would be taken if I let him anywhere near my body. My pussy was crying out, telling me to look at him and I wanted to turn my head and look but I was scared. No, not scared, of him, scared of myself. I know what happened last time I locked eyes with a man at a bar. I know how I behaved then, I know what I whispered in his ear – every word, and I know how he replied. He was right, I did need to wash my mouth out with a bar of soap and I did need a good spanking, and yes, he did give me one as I remember. I felt every hand that struck me, every pleasurable pat on my bottom, though it was me that had to tell him where I kept my cane. That was such a hot night. I felt my bottom sting and glow a bright red, right to the point when his cock penetrated me; adding to the warmth I already felt. I can feel it now, the excitement rising in me when he knelt over my body to grasp my hair, gathering it, pulling back on it. I remember my body suspended in mid-air, the only contact with the bed being my knees; hands outstretched in front of me, my hair firm in his grip pulling my body upwards, arching my back. Yes – fuck yes, that was such a good night.With otele gelen escort that very picture in my head, I turned, raised my glass to take another sip and look over the rim towards him.He stared right back at me as if he had never stopped staring. His glass, full of a golden liquid which I presumed was whiskey, was halfway to his lips. He sipped. I sipped. We stood there, thirty feet apart, having this silent conversation while our respective liquids warmed our throats and stomachs and in my case, my pussy.His eyes told me everything I needed to know. I could tell what his intentions would be and I knew I would be egging him on; demanding he carries them out. I felt his eagerness through his demeanour.At that moment, I had become attracted to his salt and pepper hair, his close shaved beard, I reasoned that he smelt of expensive aftershave even though he didn’t shave. His black suit looked tireless, elegant and it complemented his tall frame. I imagined him without it. The suit discarded on the floor of my bedroom, his cock pointing upwards to the ceiling as if gravity had taken the day off. Firm and erect – angry at me for teasing him. Me, crawling onto the bed and waiting like I had last time. Waiting for him to fuck me.I suddenly felt the need to go to the loo and after asking a friend where it was found myself walking towards his direction and towards the door marked Ladies just beyond him. The bar was full and a direct path was not forthcoming. I weaved through all the people that didn’t care whether they stepped back into you or not. Some, I thought, did it on purpose just to nudge at my breasts as I walked past. They didn’t matter. He did and I would need to squeeze past him to get to the loo. The journey seemed to take forever. Our eyes never left each other, not until I got closer. Not until he clocked the sway of my breasts underneath my bra-less halter-neck dress. It balgat escort was a bit posh for these parts and I knew he knew that.I placed my hand on the wooden upright just above his head in an attempt to sway and twist my body past him; breasts facing his gaze. That’s when his leg shot outwards blocking my path; his foot resting on the rung of the bar stool opposite.I looked at his leg and then into his eyes. I felt my breath quicken, I felt my heart pound in my chest; heaving breasts rose and lowered. I saw him glance down at them. I saw his tongue peek from between his lips as he pondered my next move.I lifted my leg over him; pulling my dress up a little to give me more room to straddle his leg. I stopped halfway across, putting my hand on his chest to stabilise myself. A satisfied smile crept across my face. At least his mind was on my wavelength.“It’s awfully crowded in here,” I said, “difficult to manoeuvre.”He nodded. I felt his thigh rise, inserting itself between my open legs and pressing itself upon my sex. My now dampened sex. I let it rest there while I pondered how to get my other leg over, not that I had ever wondered before as to how to get my leg over anything or anyone.“Not as crowded as it usually gets,” he replied.I felt his nipple stiffen underneath the palm of my hand. I had to lean in towards him to swing my other leg over his. I caught a whiff of his aftershave and I found myself sucking it into my lungs. Swooning with excitement. He smelt good enough to eat. I hope I did too.“Would you like a hand?” he asked.I couldn’t respond, whatever I would have said would have come out wrong and I would have ended up over his knee being spanked for using filthy, dirty words. Or maybe not!I just nodded, quickly, wondering how he was going to get me out of this awkward position.He placed a hand on my bottom, the one already on the side of where I was heading, his left hand grazed past my elvankent escort breast to hold me under the arm as he swung me around; lowering his leg in the process.“That seemed a lot easier than I imagined,” I said.I half stumbled forward, into him. My head ending up close to his neck, inches away from his earlobe. I wanted to flick my tongue out at it, lick around the rim and let it dive inside. I wanted to taste something of him. His hand firmed on the side of my breast, cupping it, steadying me. His touch sent shivers down my spine. My nipples ached. I felt a jolt of pleasure clutch at my sex. I swear, if I had clenched my thighs at that moment in time, I would have climaxed.I pushed my hand off his chest allowing me to move away.“Sorry,” I whispered, glancing down at his trousers.His gaze followed my eyes; looking at the stain I had deposited on his trousers. His fingers touched it before raising it to his lips. The fingernail of my other hand scraped across the pronounced erection that had grown in his pants as I slipped away towards my intended goal.My heart was beating faster than a hummingbirds wings. The encounter was everything I had imagined. Thrilling, exciting and erotic. It left me feeling needy and horny. Who the fuck was he? Did I care? Did I fuck?As soon as I sat down on the loo, I slipped a finger into my now sodden pussy. It sucked them up as if they belonged to someone else. Him. I closed my eyes and allowed myself a little play before I did what I had to do.On my return journey, I noticed he was looking the other way. I headed towards him, coughed loudly and waited.“May I pass?” I asked; expecting his leg to raise suddenly so that we could perform the second act of the dance of erotica.He smiled at me and nodded; leaning back into the unforgiving wall to let me pass. I lifted my hand to his cheek as I passed him. Watching his eyes with such intensity as I stroked it in the direction of his lips. Leaving it close enough for the realisation to set in. His eyes opened wide, his nostrils flared. I let my wet fingers circle his lips before pushing the two fingers into his mouth; twisting my head to one side as I watched them disappear. His tongue swirled around them like a tornado. A horny grimace clutched at my face. I pulled my fingers from his mouth and sucked on them myself.

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“It all started out so innocently,” my wife said to me.With both kids back in school, she had more time to herself.She signed up for a gym membership and went a few times per week.That morning she had returned from a sweaty workout,Home alone, she took a shower.Shortly after she turned the water off, she heard knocking on the front door.Not expecting me, or anyone, she wrapped a towel around herself to investigate;She peered carefully out of one of the front windows.An unfamiliar car was parked on the street in front of our house.More knocking.She pressed her face closer to the window,She recognized him –It was a guy from the gym,A good-looking guy.She had glanced his way more than once.It had been hard to decide whether his face or muscles were more attractive.+++++++”I wondered what he was doing at our house,” my wife said to me,But she opened the door.He seemed startled at the sight of her in only a towel.”You dropped your wallet at the gym,” he told her, handing it over.It must’ve fallen out of her purse, she surmised.”Omigosh, thank you soo much,” she answered, maybe a bit too eagerly.She noticed he was checking her out,She noticed a small bulge in his loose-fitting gym shorts.Something came over her,Something she had never done before.She dropped her towelAnd invited him in,ALL the way in,Into her.He entered our homeAnd then he entered my wife.+++++++”It all started out so innocently,” my wife otele gelen escort said to me.But it didn’t take long until his clothes were off too.She had never seen THAT muscle on him beforeBut she touched itAnd sucked itAnd pretty soon, she fucked it too.This stranger was balls deep in my wife,First in our hallway.Pressing her up against the wall.Then in our bedroom,Doggy style on our bed.No protection,There was no time,She didn’t care anyway.He was making her cum,She cried aloud as she climaxed on his thick cock.+++++++”And that’s when you walked in,” my wife said to me.Except she was wrong.I had actually come home a few minutes before that moment.|Was confused by the unfamiliar car out front.More confused by the front door being open,Even more confused by the towel on the floor,And bewildered by finding the discarded clothes of a man,Alarmed at the sound of grunting from the bedroom.Angered by the realization of what was happening.But strangely aroused when I heard her cry, “Oh yes, keep fucking me so hard.”I peeked around the corner,My wife’s ass was facing toward me.But another ass was closer,The bare ass of a stranger, pounding my wife’s pussy from behind.She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself;He certainly seemed to be enjoying her too.+++++++”I had no idea you were there,” my wife said to me.I knew she didn’t,And I wanted balgat escort to keep it that wayBecause arousal had overcome my other emotions.I was getting hard, watching two people having sexEven if one of them was my wife.She began to climb toward a climax –I recognized that by the way her voice sounded.I saw her hands clenching the sheets,I watched her legs spread further apart,I heard her cry aloud in an incredibly pleasurable orgasm.I was close to one myself,My own pants had come down.,My cock was out,My hand was on it,I was stroking myself furiously.+++++++”And that’s when he must’ve noticed you,” my wife said to me.Indeed it was.I must not have hidden my movements very well.She hadn’t seen me yet, but he turned around and discovered me watching.”Is this your wife?” He asked aloud.Now she also knew I was there,Whipping her head around, she looked horrifiedUntil she saw my cock out.”Yes, it is,” I answered him,”I’m not stopping until I cum in her,” he told me.”Go ahead,” I told him.I knew he wasn’t looking for my permission, but saying that gave me power.”Keep going. Keep fucking her,” I told him.Now I was even more in charge.”See if you can cum before I do,” I challenged him.He won, or lost, depending on how you look at it.+++++++”And that’s when he came in me,” my wife said to me.Yes, it was.I watched his ass cheeks clench together as elvankent escort he shot his semen into her.He kept pounding her,I kept stroking myself.When his load had been fully deposited, he pulled out.What a sight:My naked wife, her backside raw from being roughly fucked.A naked stranger standing behind her, cock wet from her inner pussy.Me, standing behind them, naked from the waist down,The only one who hadn’t orgasmed yet.My wife collapsed in satisfied exhaustion on our bed,A mixture of his cum and hers slowly leaked out her unfaithful pussy.She glanced at me, unsure how to process my unexpected reaction to this scene.Something came over me,Something I had never done before.+++++++”And that’s how you ended up in this position,” my wife said to me.She said that to me while her lover’s cock was buried deep inside my ass.+++++++When he had pulled out of her, something came over me.I was mesmerized by the juices of their sex glistening on his cock.I wanted to taste it,I knew what she tasted like but never knew what a guy tasted like,Had secretly been curious for a long time about sucking a cock.I saw my opportunity.My wife had already cheated on me,This guy had already screwed my wife.What was the worst that could happen?Rejection?I knelt on the floor in front of him.”Can I lick you clean?”His face showed surprised amusement.”I’m actually bi,” he said. “Go right ahead.”I leaned forward,My wife watched intently.+++++++I opened my mouth,Wider. His mushroom-shaped head seemed almost too big to take in.I extended my tongue.Go slow, or go deep? I wasn’t sure.Lust overtook me. The latter won.I buried his firm warm thick wet tasty long shaft inside my mouth.I wasn’t prepared for how much its fullness would consume me;I had never done this before.

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I had met him online on a dating site. I had been a member of that dating website for a while, browsing the personals, getting worked up looking at the pictures of gay and bisexual men looking for friends, love, and, above all, sex.

As a married bisexual man I was pretty much restricted to fantasies, imagining what I would like to do to whom, I had never even contacted anyone for chatting. I was torn between desire and my vows to my wife, whom I loved, too afraid to put my family at risk to satisfy sexual cravings that I could, after all, satisfy with the help of my hands — or so I thought.

But masturbating to gay porn left me not completely satisfied, not even when I had the house to myself and could make use of my pretty extensive collection of love toys. The problem was that I had tasted real cock when I was younger, I had sucked and been sucked, had eaten cum and had had squirting cocks in my ass — how could a mere plastic dick hope to replace that?

This was all about to change when I stumbled over the profile of a user called “Bi-Guy40”. Although I was mostly interested in younger guys (I was 35 at the time) his profile intrigued me. Well, to be completely honest, what intrigued me most was the picture of his beautiful cock: 8 inches long, thick, veined, uncircumcised. It was a cock to put all other cocks to shame and as soon as I saw it I knew that I wanted it in the worst way, in my hands, in my mouth, in my ass.

I scanned his profile and found what I was hoping to find: to qualify for a date with him you had to be below 40 (yep!), thin (yep!) and uncircumcised as well (yep again – yippie!). Other than that the owner of the perfect cock had no requirements.

I scrolled down and browsed his likes (anal active, oral active and passive, toys, cumplay, safe sex, open to experimentation) and dislikes (shit). No surprises there. He was willing and able to host, and, on top of that, he was online. I clicked on “Message” and started to type:

“Hey there, how’s it hangin’?”

I waited, not quite biting my nails, but not completely nonchalant either. My message hadn’t really been too original, but I hoped that my stats would do the trick. The minutes passed.

“Not at all. It’s sticking straight out.”

Wow, that was pretty direct. Somebody didn’t want to lose any time. Another message popped up.

“What you’re lookin 4?”

Alright, quite the determined guy. I liked that. I felt my cock stir in my pants. Play your cards right, I thought, and you’re gonna get laid tonight.

“Dick. Your dick, really. In my mouth. Pumping, pulsing. Squirting?”

Click Demetevler Escort “Send”. Wait.

“;)”

Wait some more.

“Well, well, well, seems like someone is seriously horny. You got time?”

My dick was now uncomfortably hard in my pants and I got up to shift it, then sat down again.

“Lots. We can make a day of it.”

This time his reply came fast. I smiled. So I had sparked his interest.

“Any pics?”

My profile had only a picture of my naked silhouette. Enough to show that I was no fatty, but not enough to show my face. No need to run that kind of risk.

“Sure. But I want some more of you, too.”

I sent him some pictures of my hard cock and my shaved asshole.

“Mmmh, nice. Have you ever had a dick in there?”

His message had two pictures attached. One of his muscular backside, complete with his round butt. The other one showed his cock sticking in a hairless asshole. It had been taken from the side, while he was fucking the other guy doggystyle. His thick member was almost completely buried, his heavy balls swinging below his dick.

My mouth started to water. I quickly snapped a photo of my open mouth with my mobile phone, checked to make sure that no distinguishing features could be seen and sent it to him with a message.

“I want you to fill this with your cock and your cum.”

“When?”

“Now!”

He sent me his address and I put on my shoes and coat and practically ran to my car. His place was at the other end of my town, but since I don’t live in a big town I got there in 15 minutes. I stepped from the car and noticed that my dick hadn’t gone down during the drive. I was still uncomfortably hard and aching to be released from his prison.

I looked around and found the right number. He lived in a detached house which was surrounded by a well-kept garden. I walked to the front door, hesitated only the briefest of moments and then I rang the bell. Shortly afterwards the door was opened by a handsome man with a full head of hair. He had a morning shadow of a beard, which made him look a little dishevelled, but in a sexy way. He was wearing jeans and a simple white t-shirt. His feet were bare.

He greeted my with a smile and held out his hand.

“Hi. I’m Robert. Glad you could make it.”

I shook his hand and then stepped inside, hearing the door close behind me. Inside a staircase on the left side of the hallway was leading upstairs. On the right side there was a door, a guest bathroom I guessed. Straight ahead, through a white double-door Otele gelen escort lay the living room. From where I was standing I could see large floor-to-ceiling windows and through them I saw the garden.

I heard a rustling noise behind me and when I turned around he was standing there, still smiling. He had opened his pants and was holding his rock-hard, beautiful cock in his hand.

“I think we can skip the pleasantries, we both know why you’re here. One more thing: I don’t kiss. Is that a problem for you?”

It was as if his voice reached me through a mist. My blood was rushing in my ears and I couldn’t take my eyes off his wonderful dick. My own member, which had flagged only a little anyway, quickly became fully engorged again. While I sank to my knees in front of him I heard myself say

“As long as I can suck this I really don’t give a fuck.”

Then I wrapped my hands around his man-meat and stroked it, softly at first, but soon a little harder and faster. I had a lot of time, but I wanted a taste of Robert’s cum now. It had been years since my last taste of cock, and I was sure that Robert would recuperate soon enough.

I started with his balls, licking them tenderly, then I took them into my mouth, one by one, savoring the silky feeling of his smooth testicles, rolling them around in my mouth. His taste was wonderful, he tasted so manly, and that made me hornier by the minute.

Releasing his balls, I turned my attention to his cock, which I had been stroking while I had bathed his balls with my mouth. I took his glans in my mouth and sucked on it a little while and was rewarded with a nice helping of Robert’s precum. It tasted wonderful and I swirled it around in my mouth before I swallowed it. Then I started bobbing my head up and down on his cock. I tried to take him as deep as I could, even though that wasn’t very far.

My hands weren’t idle all the time either. I was fondling his balls with my left one and my right hand had wandered between his legs to his asshole, which I was lightly massaging with my index and my middle finger.

“Ohh, yeahh,” Robert moaned, “suck that cock, yeah. Stick your fingers in my ass!”

Never one that needed to be asked twice when it came to finger-fucking a guy’s asshole I quickly stuck my fingers into my mouth to lubricate them and then, resuming my vigorous cock-sucking, I placed my digits at Robert’s back entry, massaged it a little more and then slowly pushed my fingers in.

When they were in as far as they would go I searched around for his pleasure Balgat Escort spot, found it and started massaging it. This caused another precum eruption. There was so much of it, for a moment I thought that Robert had already cum, but then my taste buds told me that I was just sucking more of his natural lubricant. Man, that guy produced so much of that stuff, he probably didn’t even need lube for fucking.

I released Robert’s dick and told him to turn around. He complied, sticking his ass in my face. I used my hands to spread his asscheeks apart and suddenly was eye to sphincter with one of the most gorgeous assholes I had ever seen in my life. It was perfectly shaped and pink and didn’t have one hair on or around it. Just as I was looking at Robert’s asshole in reverie, it opened slightly and closed again. Who could resist such an invitation?

I stuck out my tongue and licked his asscrack from down at his perineum up to his hole and back, then up again. When I reached his sphincter I stuck my tongue in until I could feel him go soft, then I stuck in my tongue even further. Then I reached around and started to wank him, all the while working my tongue in his asshole.

Pretty soon it became obvious that he was getting close to cumming. His breath started going faster and his sphincter contracted around my tongue more often, so I took my tongue out of his ass and turned him around. After briefly admiring his moistly glistening dickhead I took him in my mouth to finish him off. By now I felt pretty horny myself and I really wanted to taste his cum. Boy, was I in for a treat.

Robert announced his orgasm with a groan and then the cum started flying from his peehole. When the first squirts filled my mouth I swallowed most of his sperm, but soon it became clear that I wouldn’t be able to swallow all without spilling. I also wanted to give him a show so I opened my mouth and wanked the remainder of his orgasm on my face. I lost count after the 7th spurt, but there were many more and when he finally stopped I must have looked as if I had been the star of a bukkake scene.

Robert sighed deeply and then looked down at me. “Holy shit! You look hot!”

He knelt down beside me and used his finger to push some of his cum into my still open mouth. Yumm! I rolled the cum around with my tongue, savoring its taste.

“You are really quite the cum fiend, aren’t you?” Robert asked me with a smile. I nodded, also smiling at him.

Then I gave him a mischievous grin: “If you’re up to it, I would like to have some more today — that is if you still have any left in these amazing balls of yours.”

“Don’t you worry, man,” Robert replied, “there’s plenty more where all that came from. And if my cum isn’t enough for you, well, I am sure that I’ll be able to come up with a solution for that problem.”

I would soon find out that Robert would keep both his promises and that I would be in for quite an eventful afternoon.

To be continued …

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Chapter 56: Starting Back On

As the men mumbled incoherent lyrics after God knows how long they’ve been singing, the water began to stir lazily around the three smaller boats. One of the men, skinny with wiry hair breaks his tired gaze from the boat’s creaky floor to see the glimmer of a pearly sheen. A shorter, less groomed man also spots the graceful loom of low light below the surface. As the flow of water channels slowly around the boat, they hurriedly moved to the side of the boat to see the faint shimmer just as it sinks into the dark sea below. The less-groomed man and skinny gentleman look behind them out of a casual turn, to see quite a surprise hanging onto the rim of their small boat.

A maiden from the water. Her golden hair is soaked, but shines in the yellow beam of the lighthouse shining directly above her like an angel of heaven. Her lips as red as a rose, her eyes looking upon the boat of dirty, lost men with intriguing curiosity, unafraid of any one of them. “Lord, save me…” Said the less-groomed man in complete amazement.

“Hey, look,” The skinny man pats another one of the men, “Look there.” The alerted men turn around to see the beautiful female looking at them. An older man with a filthy, grey, scraggly beard stood right up, and savagely drew his dagger right out of his sheath.

“Y-You scare her off!!” The less-groomed man quickly seized the older man’s arm to stop him from attacking the maiden.

“Rrrgghh! And good riddance!” The old man growled. The less-groomed man pushed him down, and looked once more to the beautiful woman, who swam away a few feet from he sight of the dagger. The maiden bobs slowly in the water as she looks at the men.

“… Can you talk?” The less-groomed man asked the girl as she slowly swam back to the little boat.

“Yes…” The maiden calmly puts her arms back onto the edge of the boat, and hangs on casually as the less-groomed man came up to her.

“You’re beautiful.” He said with a dumb smile as he crawls to her.

“Are you the one who sings?” She asked as her brilliant, beautiful tail waves slowly under the water, stirring tiny bubbles around the frilly membranes of her fish-like lower body.

“Aye…”

“Are You My Jolly Sailor Bold?” The mermaid asks with a bemused smile.

“… Heh heh~” The less-groomed man nods with a modest expression on his face, “Aye that’ll be me~” He answers bashfully.

“Scrum, compose yourself!” A couple of the other men yanked the less-groomed man away from the maiden.

“Oy!” Scrum struggled with resistance against his fellow men, “The right match has been given to me in my brief, miserable life. There’s a truth in it,” He explained, “But by God, I’ll have it said that Scrum had himself a kiss from a PROPER mermaid!” He yanked his arms away from the others.

“~My heart is pierced by Cupid~” The mermaid began to sing, “~I disdain all glittering gold~” Scrum gradually made his way back to the beautiful siren, his lips mouthing the lyrics, as if he is being hypnotized by the maiden, “~There is nothing can console me ~But my jolly sailor bold~”

The mermaid’s voice seems to echo as her melody plays upon the desires and lower the guards of the men.

“~Come all you pretty fair maids ~Whoever you may be~” Under the boat, a handful of other mermaids gracefully loomed upwards toward the surface. “~Who love a jolly sailor bold~” The men look upon the dark waters of the ocean, seeing several sea maidens ascending and slowly breaking the surface, “~That ploughs the raging sea~”

“~Myyy heart is pierced by Cupid~” The first mermaid hymned as the other mermaids slowly closed in on the boat, “~I disdain all glittering gold~” The mermaids rest their arms upon the ridge of the boat, gazing up at each man all around.

“~There is nothing can console me ~But my jolly sailor bold~” Even the old man with the rusty dagger was soon slowly unarmed by the glowing charm of the mermaids, and the singular symphony of the first singing mermaid.

“~Myyy heart is pierced by Cupid~” The mermaid continued with the same lyric as the boat is now surrounded by slow, wavering, pearly-orange fish tails that slowly wave in the sea. “~I disdain all glittering gold~”

“~There is nothing can console me~” The singing mermaid caresses Scrum as he leans in for her, his lips puckered as she slowly, and deliberately guides his face towards the water “~But my jolly sailor boooolllld~” The mermaid’s eyes gazes longing into Scrums face even as her face sinks below the surface, without even breaking eye contact.

Scrum foolishly lets the mermaid pull his face into the water with her before he opens his eyes.

The mermaid’s eyes lighten in color to emphasize her pupils, her skin breaks out in shimmering scales, and four sharp fangs grow from her upper and lower jaws as she hisses like a dangerous predator!

“AANNNNGGGGHHHH!” Scrum screams underwater right before the mermaid lunges at him!

~~~

“WHOA!” Merrick jumped Eryaman Escort as the old man jabs the mermaid with the boat’s oar. The other mermaids flip into the water and swam in a fast, rabid raid, “Those are some fucked-up Pisciens!”

Adam laughed as he and Merrick watch Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, “Yeah, this kinda freaked me out when I first saw it too.” Merrick is only wearing some snug briefs, while Adam is good on wearing some comfortable cotton boxers.

“I mean, look at them!” Merrick held his hands out as they watched, “They’re blood-thirsty savages! One minute they’re coherent, and the next, they turn into monsters!”

“I know, I don’t really like how they portrayed them in this movie either.”

“Which sucks,” Merrick said, “Because they look a lot like me – their tails look exactly like mine, and the scales of their upper bodies are just like me. Appearance wise, these mermaids are pretty accurate, except for the hair, not all mermaids have long-flowing hair like that, if any at all. And from the looks of it, none of them have any webbed hands.”

“And they kinda look like you too, right?”

“Yeah. Half Arctic Veil, like my Mother, and half Navyn Tail, like my Father. Though there are some species of merfolk that are just like these – One kind I know of is called Wave Streak merfolk. They’re identified by their frilly bodies.”

“Wow, really? So would you say these ones are just like them?”

“Close. As I said, the hair and webbed hands are a few points off. Besides that, these are supposed to be mermaids, but the way they’re swarming those humans is actually a lot more related to a Siren frenzy. That’s what else is kind of off about them too.”

“You mean no other merfolk hunt their prey like that?”

“Nohhht like any kind of merfolk I’VE known!” Merrick scoffed, “Sirens rarely bother with weapons or tools because their two-tails provides them with overwhelming speed and agility, as opposed to us other merfolk, who prefer to use our tools, weapons, and strategy. Though there are some merfolk that are somewhat savage. Belinda’s kind for one.”

“Hey now!” Adam lightly swatted Merrick, “Would you ease up on her already?”

“No, really. Some merfolk have a higher or lower level of intelligence or sophistication. Belinda’s species is in the lower margin – I’ve met her kind of Holsien, it’s hard to communicate with them.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. Frankly, I’m surprised that her speech is as understandable as it is now.” After a while of watching the movie, Merrick tilted his head, “Something else I noticed.”

“What, babe?” Adam asked.

“They’re all females.” He commented, “They keep talking about mermaids, mermaids, mermaids, but not one mention of any mermen. What’s with that?”

“Well, all throughout the ages, the word ‘Mermaid’ tends to be more appealing and popular than ‘Merman’, so they just stick with it.”

“But if they’re all females, how do they even reproduce? At least in this movie.”

“One of the pirates explained it before this scene,” Adam replied, “Mermaids are all female, but when they need to make a baby, they go on land to have sex with a man, and once they get pregnant, they either just leave, or eat the man right after. Eventually, they give birth to a mermaid in the ocean.”

“Ulgh!” Merrick slugged his tongue out in disgust, “That’s so morbid and barbaric! It’s like a Black Widow’s method of breeding!”

“Hahaha, yeah! I can’t imagine such a thing either.”

“So, like, in the Pirates Of The Caribbean, are all mermaids this vicious and ravenous?”

“No. I never read the books, but I did a little research once. And from how it seems, the mermaids in that particular island, are man-eaters. Else where, in some other location in the sea, there’s a whole other hierarchy of mermaids that are a lot more civilized than these ones.”

“Still kind of disturbing to see these mermaids in such a demonic rage. Especially when they look so authentic.”

“You’re actually taking this a lot better than I thought you would,” Adam said, “I was afraid you’d freak out from seeing this.”

“No, not at all.” Merrick dismissed, “A little irked, but I know this is just human illusion, as realistic as it may seem.”

The two watched the movie all the way through, and ended with Jack and Gibbs walking along the beach with a huge sack full of bottled ships. Merrick smiles as he rolled over onto Adam, and crawled on the seductively over to Adam.

“So do you remember what you were dreaming about~?” He asked.

“About what, babe~?” Adam grins as Merrick sits softly on his lap.

“You know, when we first met? When that Siren entranced you with her song.”

“Oh that,” Adam breathed deeply as he stretched on the bed, “I dunno, that was years ago, sweetie. Back when I was a horny teenager.”

“I know. That’s why I’m asking, Fuzzbutt.” Merrick nipped his nose.

“Gheh. Ok, I guess Sincan Escort I remember bits of pieces of when I was under.”

“Mmm~” Merrick deftly kisses Adam’s cheek, rubbing his lips on his face, “Go ohn…” He slurs as he nuzzled him.

“As I recall… I had a big room made of satin.” Adam smiles as he leans back, and lets Merrick nibble and lap his face, onto his chin, “And there was a bunch of sexy, naked men, only wearing thin loincloths that barely did anything to cover their junk.

“Mmmmhh~” Merrick pushes his smooth body onto Adam’s form, a bulge already forming in Merrick’s tighty-whities, “Tell me more…” He kisses along Adam’s neck, and starts to nuzzle and rub Adam’s hairy chest.

“Mmmmm…” Adam places a hand onto Merrick’s flawless back, “My two exboyfriends were there… They were a just another couple of sex slaves who were all to eager to suck my cock, eat my ass, and they all begged me to fuck them senseless.”

“Mmggaaahh…” Merrick huffs as he pushes his hard bulge against Adam’s lap as he kissed his chest, “Did you…?”

“Oh yeah~” Adam smiles as his lover worshiped him sensually, “One by one, I fucked their asses nice and hard. And they loved it…” Adam closes his eyes as he felt Merrick’s hand grab hold of his growing tent, “The way they begged me to cum inside them… My dick was so huge in the dream… Like, at least a foot long, and twice as thick…”

He moans lowly as Merrick’s tender hand slips through the slit of his boxers, and began to massage and rub Adam’s rock-hard member, “They squealed like deprived pigs…” Adam continued, making Merrick moan a little, “They couldn’t stop begging me to fuck them with my enormous rod…” He moans as the fist shape in Adam’s shorts moved up and down. “And God they were thirsty…”

“Nnhhhaaahh… Thirsty…?” Merrick murmured as he licked one of Adam’s nipples.

“They wanted me… They needed to suck my cock… They all craved my cum… Every sex slave in the room wanted to drink my spunk. And I gave it to them…” Adam moaned as his chest fills up, and he grooves his hips in slow thrusts as Merrick stroked him, “I came again and again and again… I gave my cum all to them…”

“Was I one of your sex slaves…?” Merrick asks as he squeezed Adam’s oozing member, “Did I get to swallow your hot, thick cum like all the rest of your slaves~?” Merrick’s arm moved up and down as he masturbated his boyfriend.

“No…” Adam answered. Merrick stopped jerking him off, and looked up from kissing his chest.

“… I wasn’t?” He asked in a moment’s hesitation.

“No, you weren’t…” Adam said, “After I fucked every slave boy in my harem, I wanted them to fuck me back. I wanted them to plow my ass one my one…” He shook his head, “But they wouldn’t do it… They didn’t feel up for railing me against the wall…”

“And…” Merrick said.

“When they said no… That they didn’t wanna fuck me…” Adam pushed his moistened tent onto Merrick’s abs, “You came in…” He added, “You came in, shining like the sun…” Adam slowly slipped his legs around Merrick’s hips, and out his hands onto his back, below his shoulders. “I kissed you…” Adam keeps his eyes closed, “You kissed me… Then you took off my robe…” His legs brought Merrick’s body closer into him.

“And you threw me on the floor… In front of all of my sex slaves…” Merrick moans longingly as he pushes his tight brief-clad erection against Adam’s tent, “You pinned me down… I was helpless as you forced me on the floor, and you made me want you so much…”

Merrick’s hand interlaced with Adam’s, “Then you fucked me…” Adam’s ankles hooked as Merrick began to dry-hump him, “Oh God, you fucked me like a wild animal…” Both dicks throbbed as Adam’s low, guttural voice drove them insane, “Fffffghod, you fucked me hard, you shoved your raging cock into my ass…” Adam moans as they both felt like getting wild and randy, “You made me scream for more… The more you ran you dick in my ass… The more I needed you to stay inside of me…” He began to whisper as Merrick could barely contain himself. Both of them were bursting at the seams.

“Fuckme…!” Merrick hissed in a fit of intensity. Adam shoved Merrick away, and forced him down onto the bed, before yanking Merrick’s sweaty undies down below his jiggly bubble butt.

Adam grabs the bottle of lube, and just poured it onto the crack of Merrick’s ass. He gasped as the cold gel seeped into his crevice, but moaned out as Adam’s hand dove in to rub and molest his slippery crack. “Awwl~ Ooohh~” Merrick moans and shudders as he feels Adam’s hand glide in and around his boyfriend’s vulnerable parts. Merrick’s back curved and gasped as Adam fumbles with his oh-so-soft ballsack, before diving up into his crevice. Adam moans as he rubs the access lube all over Merrick’s very smooth butt, almost polishing it to a high sheen as he digs his fingers into that crack or rubbing and groping around both Etlik Escort cheeks. Adam pulls his boxers off, and aims his throbbing cock directly for Merrick’s shiny, pink hole.

“I wanna be your slave…” Merrick moaned, his own penis oozing underneath him, “I wanna be your slave…” He whimpers, “I wanna be your fucking-” He eyes clench shut as he felt a thick force push into his anus, “UHHHH!”

“Nnh! Aww yeah~!” Adam grunted as his cock slips into the very tight tunnel. He slides his dick backward, and pushed back into him.

“OOoohhhh!” Merrick’s upper body arches like a howling wolf as he feels every throbbing inch bury deep inside his rectum. He pushes his bottom back to grind against Adam’s wiry patch. Adam bites his lip as he lays himself on top of Merrick’s flawless body.

With his cock still lodged inside of Merrick’s very hot ass, he digs his arms underneath Merrick’s chest, and bends his knees to nestle himself upon Merrick’s back. His hips slowly start to move back and forth as he feeds his thick, hard tool into Merrick’s well-oiled entrance.

Adam moans as he rocks his hips as he rolls his tongue onto Merrick’s neck, licking along his tender flesh, tasting the small droplets of sweat on Merrick’s skin. Merrick closes his eyes as he pushes his butt against Adam’s pelvic region, feeling strangely relaxed and aroused from his lover licking him slowly. He moans as light drip slides from his golden hair, down his forehead, and off his nose.

Each entry into his mount forces a moan out of Merrick’s throat. His own dick throbs against the bed as he feels his man push and pull into his rear. His hands grip the sheets, feeling as if his body can be flown into a whirlwind at any moment, more so because of Adam’s strong arms clinging onto him as he pushes back and forth into him.

Merrick’s toes curled as his balls tingled a little, pinching back an early orgasm from all of the heat and passion being injected into him with every dive Adam’s member implants from his movements.

“O-Oh gohhd…” Merrick’s muscles weaken as Adam slowly elevated in sliding his dick back and forth into his hot, slick hole.

“Aw yeah, you’re so getting it, babe~” Adam murred as he humped into his horny boyfriend. Merrick’s cock throbs and oozes like a faucet as Adam’s wood pushes deep into his starving tunnel.

~~~

“Ugh…” Syrinx holds a cold pack to her forehead as she sits back on a chair. She feels very hot and tired today, “We’ve looked all over this freakin ship, and not one single trace of him.” A sheen glints off of the black windows of her sunglasses.

“He’s probably packing up his luggage in his cabin, babe.” Kevin replied, “We make port in about 10 minutes, we’re leaving any minute now.”

“Typical that when avoiding him, he finds me around the corner. Now when I look for him, he’s nowhere on the damn ship.” She complained, “Gah… I feel like I’m gonna melt flat on the deck any second.”

“Why can’t merfolk sweat again?” Kevin asked.

“Because our bodies ARE the water,” Syrinx moaned as the sun blazes down, “If we start sweating, it’s a sign of us getting in very in health. And that’s bad; it’s almost like cancer or leprosy for us… Only a LOT less contagious and LOT more curable.”

“You’re not sweating now… Are you?” Kevin turned on his seat, and felt along Syrinx’s arm.

“No, I’m fine… It’s just so freakin hot today!” She whimpers, “The more I can’t find that damn merman, the more annoying he seems to be. I almost wish I COULD sweat, because it feels like a freakin oven out here!”

“Trust me, no you don’t, it’s gross sometimes. And uncomfortable.”

“Why? You sweat all the time, and you’re only half as disgusting for the most part.”

“Ugh, c’monnn, babe.” Kevin rumbles, “It’s too hot for your bitch-banter.”

“And for that…” Syrinx groaned as she turned around on the seat, slowly getting up, “No sex for a… Week.”

“Ughh… Fiiiiinnnneee. It’s too hot to fuck anything anyway.”

~~~

“Ohhh! Ahhh! AHH! OHHH!” Merrick whines and moans as Adam’s hips pummel into his tight asshole. With one hand clutching to the sheets, his other hand is tucked under his body, masturbating as he feels his man fuck him hard and fast.

“Say you want it.” Adam grunted as his lower body ricocheted back and forth on top of his moaning lover, “Fffff! Say you want it!”

“I want it! I want it!” Merrick moaned out as he can barely focus on rubbing his dick, only managing to absent-mindedly squeeze his hand around it.

“Fu… Ahh! Ohh yeah!” Adam huffs as he thrusts his manhood into Merrick like a jackhammer, “What do you want, babe?? Tell me what you want!”

“I wanna be your cockslave~!” Merrick whined out as he can only take the crucial pounding from behind while he stroked himself off.

“No, babe!” Adam swiped his hand to deliver a quick spank to Merrick’s bouncing bottom, making him gasp and whimper, “Try again…” Adam moaned as he continued to rail erratically into Merrick’s hole.

“I want you to fuck me,” Merrick answered weakly as he rubbed and squeezed his member, “I want you to fuck me everyday until I pass out~!”

“Fuck, nnno!” Adam growled as he spanked Merrick’s other lubed buttcheek.

“AHHHhhhoooohhh~!” Merrick moaned as his body trembled from Adam’s overpowering force.

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