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I stepped out of the dark prison gateway and, blinking, stepped into the late evening sunlight. The sun was just going down behind the mountains and a crowd had gathered around me. It was 1964, ten years since the coup that overthrew the British and put the military into control. It was three months since I had been thrown in prison for leading a general strike demanding better conditions and wages for the workers of our nation. And it had been exactly one year since I met the woman who walked toward me as I regained my freedom, my darling Nicoletta.

Even in the growing darkness, she threw off light like a beacon. A radiant beauty, she walked toward me wearing a man’s work shirt, most likely given to her by the workers at the factory she had been struggling to organize while I languished as a political prisoner. Even in such drab clothing, it was impossible to hide the lush curves and intoxicating femininity that drew me to her nine months before. I took her into my arms and kissed her passionately, forgetting the crowd around us, the soldiers from the prison with their guns trained on us, the struggle of the working classes that we championed and focused solely on the decadent feel of her tongue swirling around mine as I pulled her close and felt her body shudder against me. And just as our hunger grew to the point where we could no longer resist it, we were pulled apart by the crowd as they hurried us away from the prison, a couple of bigger workers acting as guards as we got into a couple of beat up Mercuries.

The car bounced along the road as I looked over at Nicoletta, the hunger that we felt outside the prison rushed back. I moved closer and put my hand on her thigh, her flesh warm and supple under my hand. I looked toward the driver and I saw him smile in the rear view mirror and turn the mirror toward the ceiling to give us some privacy. “My God I’ve missed you Nikki,” I whispered, barely audible over the roaring engine. With that, I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply and allowed my hands to roam. I cupped her firm, soft breasts and felt her nipples grow hard under my fingers. She nibbled and bit on my ear as her hands slipped down into my lap and grasped my rapidly hardening cock in her hand. She stroked me through my pants as my kissing and groping grew hungrier and more insistent. ataşehir escort bayan I kissed and sucked on her neck as we made out like a couple of horny teenagers, our time apart more than we could bear. I ached to feel myself inside her, but just as I was about to start unbuttoning her shirt to reveal the tiny low cut tank top I knew she wore underneath, the car came to a jolting stop. We were at the palace, and a crowd had already gathered, bigger than the one at the prison.

I stepped out and made my way to the makeshift stage that had been set up, the crowd standing between me and the palace, my words echoing off of the marble walls. I raged against the powers within those walls, channeling the sexual energies that had just been frustrated into righteous indignation and anger. The crowd cheered, swaying on my every word. I looked behind me every so often and saw Nikki, her eyes flashing, knowing that she could feel what was happening. The crowd was different tonight. Louder, angrier, at the breaking point. Then, suddenly, I looked out into the crowd and saw AK-47s being held over heads, being pointed at the palace. I had pushed the crowd further than I had planned. We were moving from a protest to a revolt. And then, as one, the crowd surged toward the palace and the two makeshift guards hurried Nikki and I to a safe place away from the fighting. I became keenly aware that I had just gone from protest leader to de facto head of a revolutionary government.

The smell of smoke and the sound of gunfire broke the night open and I could hear cheers as the gate to the palace was torn from its hinges. I could see nothing from my vantage point, and even if my guards had allowed me to look, the smoke would have obscured my vision. But I knew what the end result would be. There were more of us than them. And they had little more than AK-47s themselves. The military junta would be defeated. I only hoped that the loss of life was minimal. It turns out that it would be even better than I expected.

As the gunfire subsided, I was brought to the palace, the former president already being led away in handcuffs pilfered from one of his guards. Few of his men had fought back. They had already lost all respect for him and had surrendered in the face of overwhelming odds. I was whisked into escort kadıköy the presidential office and hurriedly proclaimed the new leader. I had no idea how this had all happened. Not more than an hour ago I was in a beat up Mercury aching to feel the touch of Nikki’s seductive flesh against mine.

Nikki. All at once the urges of before came back with a vengeance. The excitement and adrenaline of the previous events only made my longing for her even greater. I looked into her eyes and knew she felt the same thing. I looked through an open door and saw the bedroom where the former president had enjoyed his many mistresses. I quickly turned to the guards and told them we did not want to be disturbed and I would address the nation over the radio in a couple of hours. He smiled and posted a watch as we went into the bedroom and locked the door.

The room was opulent. A thick mattress on an old oak bed was covered with satin sheets. A humidor filled with Cohibas sat on a nightstand by the bed. After taking in the beauty of the bed, I turned around and couldn’t find Nikki. Then suddenly, she reappeared in a doorway that led to a walk in closet. “Looks like the old President had the same taste as the new one,” she said from the doorway. She had quickly changed into a delicious negligee, black lace that barely covered her intoxicating curves. She had chosen not to bother with any panties, and her pussy glistened in the flickering candlelight. I couldn’t wait any longer and quickly slipped off the prison work shirt and practically tore off my pants and underwear, leaving me nude in front of her, my cock swollen and ready.

She practically ran to me and pulled me against her as we kissed ravenously. We fell to the bed and rolled around as we kissed and fondled, exploring each other’s bodies as if it had been three years and not three months. I looked deeply into her eyes, our passion and desire burning in each other, our ache no longer willing to be ignored. I pushed the negligee up and off of her body and quickly leaned down to kiss and suck on her breasts, her nipples hard and erect as I rolled my tongue over them again and again. She moaned softly, clutching at me, begging me to enter her. Finally, I got to my knees and slowly slid my cock into her sopping wet pussy. I could feel her muscles bostancı escort clench around my cock as I felt her legs slip over my thighs and pull me against her. Within moments I was buried inside her, my shaft pulsing and throbbing as I flexed inside her.

I thrust slowly at first, luxuriating in the feel of her body, in the decadence of our surroundings. My eyes were locked on hers as we felt what we had been longing for. My precum poured into her, mixing with her juices, my cock slick with lust and desire. She flexed and I felt her pussy clutch at me, urging me on, begging me to thrust harder and faster. I followed her lead and began to move in a faster rhythm, moving my hand down to her pussy and dragging my fingers over her clit again and again. She began to writhe underneath me, an orgasm beginning to build within her. As for myself, I could feel my balls beginning to tighten, my cock spasming and pulsing inside her. This first time in three months I would not last long. From the look in her eyes, she didn’t want me to.

She began to buck underneath me, flexing harder and faster, almost willing the cum out of me. She moaned and screamed out my name. I fucked her harder and faster, my cock pounding into her over and over, her beautiful tits bouncing with every thrust. “Nikki! Nikki! Fuck me, Nikki!” It was all the encouragement she needed. Her thighs squeezed tighter, pushing me deeper. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, moaning loudly, losing control of myself. She screamed and I could feel her entire body tense then release, her pussy spasming around me over and over again. At that very moment, my cock exploded, wave after wave of hot sticky cum shooting into her. My entire body shuddered as every last moment of tension left my body, the past three months coming together into a mind blowing orgasm. I shook uncontrollably as the last drops of cum left me. I looked down at Nikki, her body shaking and covered with sweat. I knew I looked the same. Unable to stay upright, I rolled off of her and collapsed next to her on the bed.

I turned my head and looked into her eyes. “Nicoletta. Thank you. For everything. None of this would have been possible without you.” She positively glowed as she looked back at me. “And the same can be said of you lover. Together, we will enjoy many nights like this, and many days of success and progress.” With that, her eyes closed and she began to drift off to sleep. I, too, could no longer stay awake and fell asleep. And when I was awoken for my address, I knew that an entirely new life had begun for us both.

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“Let us ask that spouses of ministers please to stand?” the Vicar said.

The congregation joined in the applause, but it was not clear whether it was for the number of them present or the fact that one of them was a man. Of course on the dais there was one lady minister.

Reverend Ann was about forty years old, slender and a real dark beauty. Her slim build combined with her height made for her being very attractive. It fired curiosity among her parishioners as well as friends as to why she had not yet found (or been found by) a husband. Stories went about that she made heavy demands that a normal African man would not be prepared to fulfill.

********************

But one Christmas season her old friend, a professor at law, with whom she had served on the board of a school, invited her to join the choir he sang with on hospital visits. He explained that it was an old tradition of theirs to go around some hospitals in the city bringing Christmas cheer to patients, doctors, and support staff during that season. She lightheartedly told him she could not hold a note, even if her life depended on it.

“You will not be required to sing at all, but we may ask you to say a prayer in one of the wards.”

As they moved through the corridors, the choir sang in such melodious tones that she was impressed they could keep it up when it was not on stage, or in some performance.

“How do you maintain such high standards even where they are not expected?” she asked the professor.

He thanked her, taking it as a high compliment.

She noticed a tall man in spectacles who seemed to be alone in his voice, although she would have been hard pressed to say how she came to that conclusion, never having been involved in any choir.

By and large she found him alongside her. She was surprised at the quality of voice he produced all by himself. In a lull Herbert thanked her for taking the time to be with them on their mission work.

“I am so glad Prof invited me. If I have ever heard a choir of this standard, it could only have been at a concert.”

He replied, “Perhaps this is a concert, too! For some of the patients this may be the only Christmas message they will hear this year.”

On the way to town Herbert took a lift with Prof who had undertaken to drop the Rev in town. The ataşehir escort bayan professor joked with the Rev about joining their choir and church.

“The only reason I could be enticed to do that is matrimony.” A shocked silence followed.

The professor recovered first. “That is not a difficult thing to arrange!”

Herbert chipped in,”I couldn’t agree more, Prof!”

Instantly the Rev sought to reverse the damage. “Remember that my bishop usually has the last word on such matters.”

The professor, having gotten to a convenient place in town, stopped to let them out. As soon as her feet touched the ground Rev Ann walked swiftly away. Herbert looked at her retreating figure until she turned the corner. “What a beautiful opening gambit she has handed me,” he thought as he moved off in the direction of his bus stop.

On Christmas morning as they were removing the choir gowns after service, Herbert asked if the professor had wished the reverend lady ‘merry Christmas’. He could add his, Herbert’s, when he did.

“As a matter of fact I did so last night. I think she would take it better if you gave them yourself, at any rate!”

“Do you have her phone number, please?”

“Gladly!’ said the professor, in the act of giving it.

Herbert waited until any service she may have been conducting would certainly be over, and called her. “This is Herbert, fellow-chorister of the professor. Remember me?”

“How can I forget how the two of you squeezed me into a corner? Of course I remember you. I have not stopped thinking about that incident.”

“I will be visiting my friend, also a minister, on the day after Boxing Day. Maybe you could join me on that visit, and tell me what you have been thinking.”

She was silent for a few beats. “You really are determined! Allow me to think. I will call you tomorrow.”

“Wonderful.” He clicked off.

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“Thank you so much for coming with me to visit Rev Moipei. He was so happy to meet a fellow labourer in the vineyard,” said Herbert.

“Yes, he was. His visitor too, Rev Phyllis was very warm and welcoming. I had a wonderful time.” They continued reminiscing about what had transpired at the reverend’s house.

At one point Moipei had asked Herbert whether Ann was his wife. escort kadıköy She was so taken aback that her breath stopped for a brief interval.

Herbert laughed lightly, “No, Reverend! She is my friend though!”

“Don’t waste her time, then. Be a gentleman!” That was such a direct hit that her hand flew to her mouth. She almost wished she hadn’t gone on that hospital visit. Things seemed to be moving too fast for her from that evening, barely a week past.

Now in the bus, away from the serious atmosphere of that house they could afford to laugh about it. In an almost offhand manner, Herbert invited her to his house for a cup of tea, before he saw her off to hers.

*******************************

As she stood up to leave, he held her tenderly, looking deep into her eyes. She knew then that matters were on a different plane. When he lay his palm against her cheek, she felt so good that she abandoned herself to whatever he had planned.

He lowered his mouth to hers. This took her by surprise, but she also found herself enjoying a kiss after many years of a dry spell. She threw her handbag onto the sofa to allow her to hold him closer. She felt her breasts tingling, a new sensation to her. His tongue was doing wonderful things in her mouth.

He rewarded her aching by moving his hand onto her breasts. He rubbed them lovingly, but she was impatient for more. So she opened her blouse and pulled up her bra. At the sight of her stiff standing nipples he drew in his breath sharply. He moved his mouth there, almost without missing a beat. He fondled the one as he sucked the other. Their excitement, mounting higher and higher, pushed them to sit back down. His hand left one breast and went in search of her panties. She willingly parted her legs to give him better access. She pushed against his hand in her hunger. He delayed no longer, but pulled the panties right off.

Rearranging their bodies he went to suck her pudendum.

“Are you a sinner? What are planning on doing there? Its dirty!”

“No, its not darling,” he mumbled, his mouth full of her flesh.

“Ngaiiii!” she screamed from unadulterated pleasure. It took only a few moments more to bring her to a thunderous orgasm. She lay trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through her. She felt sure it was the first bostancı escort time she had flown that high. He held her tenderly as she climbed down the ladder of pleasure.

When she got home Rev Ann took stock of her past one week. ‘Is there anything to stop me seeing what there is in Herbert? First of all he seems to be very comfortable around men of the cloth; he has mentioned others in his conversation. His love is tender and uninterested, unlike any man I have met before. Then, too, I myself am no spring chicken.’

Some of the stories of how she gave men a hard time had reached her ears. ‘Am I really so much a part of the problem? Maybe I treated someone as if I was sitting in diocesan council and forgot that he was my friend, not part of the opposition to diocesan projects. I must check my tongue when I am with Herbert, lest horrible history repeat itself!’ She began to look forward to Herbert’s next invitation, be it only for coffee. It had been a long time since she had gone out on a coffee date, and was on the point of considering herself beyond such things.

She recalled how earlier in the day, on the bus to Rev Moipei’s Herbert had skillfully brought back her response in the professor’s car about joining them in their church. He made it sound less of a dragooning than an invitation for her to consider. How diplomatic he had been!

So when her phone rang the following evening she snatched it up hoping it was Herbert. It was.

“There is a new restaurant on Kaunda Street where I would like us to have a meal tomorrow. Cancel all plans. Meet me at the Hilton at noon.”

She had never been talked to this way. Everyone made way for her, asked for her opinion and nobody would openly oppose anything she supported. Great though that was, it also made for loneliness. Herbert was allowing her to take a back seat and be led.

“Race you there!” All playfulness had died off many years ago, so these words surprised even herself.

Thus began a whirlwind romance that culminated in a wedding in little less than six months. He had in his characteristic unselfish manner chosen to move to her church. He explained that if she moved to his she would only be given a posting if there was a vacancy. And it was a big ‘if’.

She had never felt so comfortable with any other human being, women included, as she did with Herbert. He made her his priority, and she loved his sense of focus, sharp mind and a readiness to take action.

She often wondered whether she had found a husband. Or the husband had found her in the wards of a city hospital.

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“He gives you a tender kiss
And you can’t even hear them no more –
All the voices of choices
Now only one road remains…”

     -Mark Cohn

Strangers in a Car

The partygoers from the office had moved outside leaving just him and her in the living room of her house.

They were a generation apart. He was 42 and she 21. He sat in an overstuffed chair sipping Jameson’s Irish whiskey and smoking non-filtered Camels. She laid across from him on the sofa smoking a joint.

She took a toke and giggled as she released the smoke. “So. Here we are. What are you thinking about over there?”

He took a sip of his drink, a drag from his Camel, blew the smoke out slowly in a blue cloud and smiled. “You. Me. Things.”

She laughed; tossed a pillow from the sofa at him. “You know, ever since I’ve known you, sometimes you can be so full of BULLSHIT!”

“Well, granted. But try this on your bullshit meter, missy. I’m thinking how beautiful you are. I’m thinking that if I could just touch the soft skin between your breasts,” he took another drag, “…bury my nose in your hair…I think that the weight of the world would lift from me for a infinite moment in time.”

She rolled her eyes, toked. “Oh, yeah; right. That’s a big 10 on the bullshit meter all right.” But she looked back at him and he started to talk again. He talked quietly, in an odd mood.

Maybe it was the weed. Maybe it was her desires stirring. Maybe it was the fact that no one had talked to her like this. Whatever the case, she fell into his mood.

“To touch my lips to the back of your neck; to slowly breathe into your ear.

“To hold your chin in the palm of my hand, my thumb caressing your lips. You’d look at me but you’d say nothing. You’d slowly part your lips and slowly and gently I’d push my thumb in. You’d suck it…I’d close my eyes and hold my breath from the ecstasy.”

His voice fell silent.

He took another cigarette from his case. Slowly he tamped it down on his watch face. Slowly he flicked his Zippo to life. He looked out the front window; took another sip of his drink.

She sat transfixed. She didn’t laugh. Her breathing increased ever so slightly and started to shallow out.

He continued:

“To caress your throat, your collar bones, that soft delicate place where they meet. To heft a breast and feel its firm softness and its weight, stroke the nipple. Pull it between my thumb and forefinger. Hear you breathe in at the touch.

“Watch as you closed your eyes. ataşehir escort bayan Maybe feel you shift your weight, moving your hips forward trying to find something to rub your sex against.”

He fell silent again. Took a drag, a sip, looked at the floor. Maybe he was beginning to feel self-conscious. He was older. He was not an attractive man – or, as several female friends told him, politely – he was “unconventionally handsome.” He started to take Viagra on his 41st birthday.

After a long moment, and to her surprise, she found herself speaking.

“Uh, so, what else? You know, like, what else were you thinking…about us – uh, about me?” She felt awkward. None of her male friends had talked to her like this before.

He smiled, slowly blew smoke toward the ceiling. “The softness and slickness and wetness between your legs; the scent of your sex. What it would be like to press my nose in it.

“To taste you, smell you, run my fingers between the slick folds. Feel you move against me.”

And then suddenly he was standing in front of her, holding out his hand.

“I want to be with you.”

She was breathing in shallow, quick breaths. Her face and chest felt hot and flushed.

She looked up at him and took his hand.

She led him upstairs to her room.

They stood by her bed, facing each other.

He reached for the bottom of her T-shirt, lifted it. She raised her arms.

The shirt came off.

She looked at him, waited.

He touched the soft valley between her breasts, trailed his fingertips down to her belly to the top of her jeans.

He closed his eyes, breathed deeply. He barely whispered, “My God.”

She shivered at his touch. Giggled nervously, quietly.

“Take off your bra.”

She reached behind her, undid the clasp then bent her shoulders forward. The bra slid down her arms and then her breasts were naked to him.

Her gaze followed his hand as it came to gently cup a breast, thumb the nipple. She closed her eyes as the sensation spread through her. She felt her sex respond. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him, silently saying, “What next?”

He sat on the side of her bed. Took her by the hips and positioned her directly in from of him. Her hips were so slim, so delicate, her belly so achingly flat and beautiful. She offered no resistance.

“Take off your jeans.”

She fumbled nervously with the button then pulled her jeans down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She stood before escort kadıköy him in only her panties.

He took her panties at each hip and very slowly slid them down her hips. The first tug downward was only millimeters; he leaned into her and kissed the skin at the top of her belly, slowly breathing out on the sensitive skin at the end of each kiss. With each downward movement of the panties came another kiss, another breath, down her belly.

Then he was at her mons and the soft brown hair that covered her sex. The panties were rolled on down her thighs to her ankles. He gently gripped her by her smooth thighs, right below the inner hollow that lead to the entry to her sex. Gently pushed his nose into her sex hair and inhaled deeply.

A wonderful chill ran through her. Her sex felt fuller and hotter with blood and lubricants flowing there.

She wanted to be filled.

His slowness was maddening.

He sat back, admired her in full.

She didn’t feel her customary desire to cover herself. She felt strangely relaxed, at ease. To have this man stare at her beauty was something she had never experienced.

“My God.

“Touch yourself. Slide a finger through your slit.”

She giggled quietly, “Uh, no way, ugh!”

He took her hand, pressed it to her sex lips. She did not resist. Her middle finger went between her swollen lips quickly.

She watched every movement of her hand in his; felt it too. Wondering what would be next.

He withdrew her hand, held it in front of his face, and admired the dew that had accumulated on it.

He brought it to his nose.

Inhaled.

He took it gently in his mouth and sucked its length.

She felt lightheaded.

He stood, took her head in his hands, his fingers tangling in her long hair and gently kissed her forehead.

She felt him tremble.

She searched his face, whispered, “What?”

He bent to her ear. “You are so incredibly desirable; so beautiful. I want to lick you; taste you. Lay down.”

She positioned herself in the middle of the bed. He found her robe at the foot of the bed. He took the terry cloth belt from the robe and knelt on the bed near her chest.

“Put her hands above your head.”

She complied without question or hesitation. None of her lovers had ever tied her. She had never even considered it.

He tied her hands firmly to the headboard, ran his fingertips down her arms to the soft, sensitive flesh of her underarms and then he trailed his fingertips down bostancı escort the sides of her body to her hips.

She closed her eyes, stretched her body under his touch like a cat. If she could have purred she might have. The sensations were so blissful.

He stood and undressed.

She watched him silently.

He was not attractive to her but her desire was so high now. She wanted him. She wanted to feel what he would do to her. She wanted some release for her body. It was crazy.

It was so crazy.

He lay beside her. Every kiss, every caress was gentle, slow. Her skin was in love. It longed for the next touch of fingers or lips. Her nipples longed for the strong suction of his mouth followed by the flick of his tongue and the gentle grip and scrape of his teeth.

She lost track of time.

But she became inpatient. He had not touched her sex again and it was congested and throbbing.

“Touch me down there. Come on.”

He was sucking a breast, rolling the opposite nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He didn’t look up. “Be quiet,” was all he said before he applied his mouth again.

He moved to her belly with fingertips, lips and tongue; the sensitive skin in the hollows of her hips, her bikini line and the line of soft skin right above her mons where her softly coarse sex hairs gave way to the naked sensitive skin of her lower belly.

She was panting, her legs spread.

He could smell her moisture.

Hot, clean sweat mingled with the sweetness of her musk. He kissed her at the top of her mons, burying his nose again in the hair; looked down at her slit.

The brown hairs were dewy with moisture; her clit hood protruded from the hairs and the margins of her sex lips. He touched her there with his tongue. She shivered violently and moaned, “Oh, shit, oh SHIT….”

He moved between her legs, stroked and nuzzled the most sensitive flesh in the hollows of her thighs. He parted her sex lips with his thumbs and made love to her sex with his mouth.

He shifted position and slowly slid a finger inside her as he continued to lick, nuzzle and suck.

She became increasingly vocal as she humped herself against his face, finding her rhythm, her body stretched with her hands tied above her head.

Every nerve felt alive.

She lost her rhythm, gave several cries and then held her body rigid, sex pressed to his face as she felt the orgasm spread through her.

He could feel the ripples of her orgasm start, branch out then subside.

She was panting quietly now. Her body relaxed. He kissed the delicate skin around her mons and hips and then he made a trip back to her inner thighs.

He moved to mount her.

She smiled up at him and then closed her eyes.

To be continued…

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If, as you read the following story, you begin to wonder if something came before it, they have, ‘Christine. A tale of lust,’ and ‘Angela. Teased and pleased’. For North American readers these stories are written in British English so the vocabulary used may be a little different, as are lots of the spellings; we specialise in colour photographs fixed with thiosulphates. So no tushes, garter belts are suspenders, bathrooms are commonly loos or toilets especially when they don’t actually contain a bath, johns are bogs, we the British often wee, pee or even ‘spend a penny’ and fanny refers to the female genitalia; external, internal, or both, dependent upon context. If you think anything else could be usefully included in this brief Anglo — North American Dictionary let me know.

Adrian.

“Fourthly,” Angela chimed in, “until I do go you are my dedicated and completely obedient slave and after that, until Christine permits you to leave, you will undertake to attend to even the merest whim that Christine may allude to.’

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Chapter 3: Maggie’s Husband Meets Adam’s Friend

This is a continuation of a story begun several months ago. The earlier versions are available under my profile.

*

My wife, Maggie, and I decided to head down to the local bar. We had a business party we needed to attend that night but we both thought a drink before we attended might be a good idea. Actually it was Maggie’s idea. I think she knew she’d see Adam. He was typically there on a Friday night. It was clear from our conversations that she was really enjoying the time she was spending with him. He was pleasuring her in way that I never could. The size of Adam’s cock and the way that he used it had reawakened in her a longing for the big pricks she used to seek out in college and before we were married.

The thing was, I too also knew first hand how much pleasure Adam could give with his thick and long manhood. After years of living vicariously through Maggie’s exploits and fantasizing myself about being seduced by strong and powerful man Adam had taken me. In an early evening seduction at his house Adam had fed me his thick hard cock and I had savored the taste of his seed. Adam then fucked my virgin ass and gave me the most powerful orgasm of my life as he pumped deep into my man pussy.

Yes, I knew why Maggie wanted to be near him again, even if it were for just a drink or two. I imagined she would flirt, a little more publicly and in front of me now. She might, no I’m sure she would grab his cock through his pants for a quick feel in the crowded bar. And while I also wanted to see Adam I was hesitant. Maggie didn’t know of my encounter with Adam and I hadn’t seen Adam since we had been together. I didn’t know how he would react when he saw me.

The bar was your typical local watering hole. Filled with blue collar and white collar workers and on a Friday evening there ataşehir escort were two or three deep at the bar. It was impossible not to be squeezed against somebody else as waited for a drink or let somebody pass by.

When we got there Maggie saw Adam immediately and headed towards where he was. I followed. Adam was with his friend Greg. Trying to decide who was better looking of the two would be like trying to decide who was better looking; Brad Pitt or George Clooney. Maggie latched on to Adam as soon as we got there and trying to be useful I went to the bar to order drinks. Adam glanced at me quickly with a wry smile and then settled into an obviously engaging conversation with Maggie. Their body language said it all. Touching of the shoulders, the hips, leaning into each other as they whispered into each others ears. It would have been obvious to anybody in the bar if they were paying attention that there was a sexual energy between them. After the first glance Adam gave me, I might as well have been in another state as far as they were concerned.

I waited at the bar for service and I soon realized Greg was standing there with me. Greg is gorgeous. An incredible specimen of a man that even the most homophobic would have to admit was good looking. He stood 6′ 2″ and weighed about 200 pounds. He had sandy blonde hair and was chiseled from hours in the gym.

Greg started to make small talk with me. I knew him casually but had never really spent a whole lot of time in conversation with me. I figured he was just killing time while his friend Adam flirted with my wife. The bartender eventually got around to taking my order when Greg grabbed my wrist and told the bartender he’d pay. Greg then paid for my beer and Maggie’s and bought one for himself. I was a little surprised but again figured it was nothing but a friendly gesture.

Maggie kadıköy escort looked over long enough to take her beer before falling back into conversation with Adam. Adam clearly had his hand low on her hip now and Maggie had arched herself back so that her pussy was in contact with Adam’s crotch. I was sure she could feel his bulge against her. Because the bar was crowded it wasn’t obvious want was going on but I saw Greg take a look and knew that he was seeing what I was seeing. He arched an eyebrow and then just continued with his conversation with me

Greg didn’t say anything to me about Maggie and Adam. I was a little ashamed and turned on by what was going on. I felt a little humiliated that this was happening right in front of me but I also couldn’t help feeling envious of Maggie. I would have loved to have had Adam’s cock rubbing against my crotch right then. The combination of that though and my humiliation was causing my own arousal.

At first I hadn’t noticed that Greg had moved closer to me. The bar was crowded but he didn’t need to be as close to me as he now was. He was also reaching out and touching my arm. I was surprised by this but still thought nothing of it. Our conversation was still just general but as he talked he was now pressing his hips into me. I was at first alarmed. I was afraid that he might feel the erection that had been stirring and I had been trying to hide from watching Adam and Maggie. But then it dawned on me. He was flirting with me.

I wasn’t sure what to expect after my evening of passion with Adam. I was a little nervous that Adam might talk about what had happened but then he told me it was something he wasn’t going to talk mention. Even though he had clearly been the man in our tryst and I had clearly taken and enjoyed the role of the female Adam’s reputation might still suffer in our small town bostancı escort bayan if word had gotten out that he had had a gay encounter.

But from the actions of Greg, Adam had clearly shared some of what went on with his best friend Greg and now Greg was working his seductive powers on me as well. In a public place I wasn’t quite sure how to react. Just as those around us weren’t noticing Adam and Maggie it was doubtful that they were noticing Greg’s even less obvious flirtations with me. Once I realized that I began to enjoy Greg’s touches. My face flushed, my erection grew stiffer, I’m sure Greg felt it, and I began returning Greg’s touches to his arm and shoulders. At one point I let my hand fall between our hips and turned my open palm towards his cock and pressed it against him. He was huge and I let out soft but audible moan. Greg pressed into me harder.

It was time for Maggie and I to attend the business party. Maggie actually interrupted my conversation with Greg to remind me. As Maggie was saying goodbye to Adam, I had almost forgotten about them, I thanked Greg for the beers and he suggested I come back in on Saturday. I wasn’t sure if I could but told him I’d try.

I had a thousand emotions running through me as we left. While I had initially encouraged Maggie to hook up with Adam, the events after had gone in a completely different direction. I was sure Maggie and I could handle her affairs and I would have the pleasure of living vicariously through them. But after touching and being touched by a man as strong and powerful as Adam I realized how hard it would be not to enjoy the pleasures Maggie always spoke of. Like Maggie I now needed the taste of a man’s cum. Like Maggie I now needed to feel a strong hard cock deep inside me. Like Maggie I now wanted to bring a man sensual pleasure as I felt his dick spasm and then subside inside of me.

I could tell Maggie had enjoyed her forty minutes with Adam. As we left the parking lot she said, “Sorry, I spent so much time with Adam. I hope Greg was able to keep you entertained.”

I answered, “Uh, yeah.”

I was crazy with lust.

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The large house was full of noise as the day shift came on. More people were working around the rooms than at night, which was surprising, given the nature of the work done in this house.

The clever little maid known to her employers only as Pet moved through the lower floor quickly, picking up things left lying around the evening before. She stepped aside when someone came near her, letting them pass so she could continue with her work.

Inside the large bathing room, Pet gasped at the mess. One of the four Jacuzzi tubs must have burst a pipe during the night. There was water everywhere!

From a nearby utility closet, Pet got out a mop and began to clean up. Luckily, once the water was out of the Jacuzzi, the tub didn’t fill. It had a special level indicator that kept it from refilling if it got below a certain point. And thankfully, that must have kicked in. Pet bent over the mop, wiping the water from the floor. Her short black and white maid’s outfit tilted up behind her. But no one was around to notice her pert bottom in black lace panties peeking out.

The mess wasn’t too great, and the water-proofed tiling of the bathing room floor was not damaged at all. She’d still have to call in a repairman, but the most important thing right now was the clean up the mess.

Suddenly a pair of warm hands found her buttocks, and she jumped up, startled. Whipping around, Pet looked into the eyes of Markus Hansen, her employer. He out of all the people working here owned her.

Literally.

“Hello, my pet,” he whispered. His voice was deep, rumbling.

“Hello Mr. Hansen,” Pet answered. “I’m just cleaning up this…mess…here.”

But the man wasn’t listening to her. His mouth was coming closer, closer, and his hands were slipping upwards along her thighs.

Pet pulled away, turning her face to one side.

“I have so much work to do today, Mr. Hansen. Please, I must get back to work.”

She dared to look back at Markus’ face, and found his eyes to be angry, ravishing.

“You forget your place, pet, and why you are here. All of this…” he said, gesturing with his hand at the wet floor. “All of this is just extra.”

Again his hands found her bottom, gripping her tightly and pulling her to him.

“Now, remember for a moment, and do not say no to me again.”

Pet could feel his hot breath against her mouth as she closed her eyes. Even though she put her hands against his chest, she did not pull away or resist. Quickly his mouth met hers, sucking on her lips passionately. He moved his hands to the waistband of her panties, beneath her short and fluffed up skirt. He slipped his fingers inside, and began to knead and squeeze her round soft bottom.

She couldn’t resist him, had never been able to resist him. And she had only come here to work for him and his company so that she could be near him, all day long. Each night as she lay in bed, she waited for him to come to her. Sometimes, he did. Most times, he did not. So now that his mouth was against hers, his tongue parting hers, his fingers spreading her ass, Pet could not push Markus away.

His dark fingers dug into her flesh, then he began to pull her panties down. He didn’t care that it was mid-morning, that anyone could come into the bathing room and see ataşehir escort him touching and fondling the hired help.

Pet moaned as his fingers slipped into the crack of her bottom, teasing her anus ruthlessly. She turned her face to one side, and Markus began to bite at her neck, pulling at the flesh there with his teeth.

“I want you so badly,” he groaned into her ear, nipping at the lobe. “I am going to have you, right here, right now.”

Down to the floor he pushed her, right into the puddles of lukewarm water. Pet gasped, resting on her elbows and looking up at Markus. Slowly, achingly slowly, he began to undo his belt. His eyes burned into her, never leaving her face. He unzipped his dark slacks and let them fall to his ankles. Then he pulled down his silk briefs, and his member jutted out, erect and solid and thick.

Pet gasped again, putting the back of one hand to her mouth. Her outfit was completely soaked now, but so was her privacy. She glared at him hungrily, her mouth wet with her desire as she studied his cock. It had been so long since last she had seen him this lustful for her. She could not deny him anything, now.

Markus attacked her, diving down to her torso with his mouth and hands. Mercilessly he tore aside the loose blouse top of the maid’s outfit, exposing her pale white breasts to his teeth. He chewed on each nipple, gnawing on them hard, making Pet cry out. She lay back beneath him, her fingers flexing in his dark hair. His moustache tickled her as he moved his mouth over her areolas, his lips pulling and sucking there.

“Every day, I see you. Every day, you wear this small outfit that hides nothing of your charms. Every day, you drive me crazy for you.”

His mouth was hot as he leaned over her, kissing at her nips, stroking her hair.

“I want you, in all ways, in every way.”

With ease Markus turned Pet over, putting her stomach and face to the wet floor. She moaned, pulling her hands out from beneath her breasts. Her nipples became hard in the water, pressed against the cool beige tile of the bathing house floor. Now the man’s heavy hands were on her buttocks. He was pulling them apart.

Pet knew he liked to inspect her, to tease her with the chance he could reject her. Markus’ fingers played at her puckered flower, teasing the rim of her anus.

“You are clean, always so clean. That is something I love about you.”

Now he moved forward, and without mercy, inserted himself into her ass. He pushed his thick cock past the rim of her anus, through the ridge of tight muscles, and into her enveloping heat.

“You are my pet, you feel so good,” he groaned.

Markus leaned over the maid, pressing his chest against her wet uniform, bunching her skirt beneath his waist. Onward he pushed, until he had buried himself within her to the hilt. His lips brushed the skin behind her ear.

“Only you do this for me. You never complain. You are my precious pet.”

“Yes, yes I am,” Pet moaned.

She tilted her head back, resisting the urge to cry out as her ass burned from Markus’ thickness inside. He was so big, so thick and solid, like a rock.

The dark man began to saw in and out of her ass, pulling himself out almost all the way, then purposely thrusting hard back kadıköy escort inside. Each thrust brought a new fire, until Pet felt like she was filled with liquid lava.

Markus rocked her body in the puddles, moving between her legs and in her bottom. She could feel him tensing, as if he might cum right away. But then he pulled out, gasping himself and dragging fingers along her spine.

“No,” he whispered, leaning down to her. “Not yet.”

Now he lifted her by one hip and turned her around. His mouth voraciously attacked her breasts again, making her cry out from the pain of his teeth on her sensitive pink nipples.

“Please, Mr. Hansen. Be careful, please!” she pleaded.

But his teeth bit into her without mercy. He mashed her breasts together and fed from both at once.

“I must have these, as well,” he hissed.

Markus straddled Pet’s waist, then moved upward. She watched as his jutting cock head moved closer and closer to her. With his thick fingers, Markus reached down and pinched her nipples, his eyes watching as he tweaked and tugged them. Pet whimpered. Then she saw that each time she whimpered, his cock bounced and throbbed.

She had never seen Markus so excited. He reached out and grabbed one breast in each hand. Pulling them apart, he slid further up her body, until his cock was almost at her mouth. He lay it down on her breastbone, leaving it there for a moment to throb. Then he folded her breasts over his shaft, rolling their flesh against his rigidity.

“Mmm,” he moaned, closing his eyes.

Slowly, Markus began to fuck Pet’s tits. He squeezed them hard, pushing the nipples between his thumb and the side of his forefinger. He began to buck forward and back, mashing the mammary flesh around his cock.

“Everything about you is so perfect, my precious pet. So perfect.”

Quicker and quicker he began to move. Pet stroked his legs at her sides. She could see a pearl of precum on the head of his cock, oozing out the small slit there. It made her lick her lips.

Markus gruffly took her hands from his legs and placed them on her own breasts. He showed her how to press them against his cock, how to squeeze them hard there, around him. And with his free hands, he lifted Pet’s head.

“Suck me, my pet,” he whispered, his eyes burning into hers. Markus lifted the maid’s head up with his two hands. She opened her mouth, flicking out with her tongue towards his cock head. Whenever he thrust forward, the head of his cock met her tongue. Markus pushed harder, further, lifting her head up more. Soon, he was fucking her lips, her breasts creating a tight sheath for his shaft and her lips giving him suction.

“Oh, my pet, you are perfection! Oh!’

He was about to cum. She could taste it, feel it emanating from his thickness. But Markus pulled away at the last minute.

“No,” he said to himself. “No, I must have you in all ways.”

Tenderly now, he cupped her sex, wriggling his fingers against her labia.

“Want me, my pet. Burn for me.”

He slipped two thick digits into Pet, and she moaned. One of his hands still cupped the back of her neck, and he put his mouth over hers, sucking her cries of pleasure from her very mouth. His fingers writhed serpent-like inside her, causing bostancı escort bayan her to buck against her will with her hips.

“Mmm, how you want me. I can feel you curling around me, your juices, so thick around my fingers.”

Markus slipped his fingers out of Pet’s privacy, and slowly brought them to his mouth. He lapped them, his face inches away from her own. And then he leaned down and kissed her.

His tongue slid into her mouth again, and she could taste herself. He pressed into her, his body moving over her. She could feel the heat of him between her thighs now, feel his anxious cock pressing through her labia. Then, with a quick slip, he found her and entered. Into her he thrust, his cock diving to her depths.

Pet moaned, pulling away from Markus’ kiss. Her legs slipped up around the backs of his, hugging him to her tightly. She lifted her hips from the wet floor of the bathing room and ground herself against him.

“Oh, Pet. Oh Pet!” Markus cried.

Into her he thrust, harder, faster, deeper. His hands pinned her shoulders down and he lifted off of her. She opened her eyes, looking at his dark face. His own gaze was locked on the site of entry, as he watched his own cock pistoning in and out of her tightness. In and out he went, in and out.

Then Markus released her shoulders and put his hands on Pet’s legs. He lifted them high, gripping her ankles in one hand and bending her at the knees, then pushed them forward until her thighs were squashed against her breasts. She put her hands out into the puddle of water surrounding her, steadying herself as all her weight came to bear on the backs of her shoulders.

With her bottom raised off the floor now, Markus knelt behind her. His cock thrust into her puss, at an angle that made him spear her walls. He watched himself, groaning as he fucked her.

Then, with her legs rounding out her bottom and lifting it off the floor, he used his free hand and pulled his cock out of her pussy. With a quick experienced move, he jammed it into her already wetted asshole.

For a few moments, he watched himself fucking her ass. Pet could see his face, could see the delight he was feeling. Then he pulled out and took her privacy again, owning both of her entries. He continued this for a few moments, but soon it was too much even for him. His face contorted, twisting.

Pet gasped, knowing what would come next. Markus stroked himself, flicking the bulbous head of his cock over each hole as he jerked himself off.

And then, at last, he came, pouring his hot seed over all of Pet’s intimate parts. She gasped, feeling his release.

Markus stroked himself, groaning loudly, until his orgasm was complete. Finally, he released himself and lowered Pet’s legs carefully.

Panting, Pet took a few moments to breath. She had been twisted this way and that, she had been fucked and she had sucked. Her body tingled with its own hungers now.

But Markus just stood up.

She looked at him from her position on the floor, lying in the puddles of water from the broken Jacuzzi nearby. His clothes were soaked. He didn’t even bother to pull his pants or briefs up, he just stepped out of them, picking them up as he looked down at the maid.

Markus made a kiss with his lips and blew it towards Pet.

“I owe you, my pet. Wait for it, I will pay you back for this day.”

And with that, her employer walked away, leaving her to clean up the mess before any patrons came by and noticed.

And she still had to call that repairman.

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I had been tasked to do a long-term project at work.

It started in the February, and I had to move offices, over to one of our other plants.

The office that our team was to use, was also shared by the company Sales and Marketing team.

Whilst we had no actually daily work connection with the Sales and Marketing Team, we did chat and have a laugh with them during the day.

One girl in particular was stunning; her name was Jo, and I’m not entirely sure what she did, other than sit behind a computer all day and brighten up the office!

She was quite short, with shoulder length blonde hair, and always wore the most striking outfits; all were figure hugging, and just revealing enough to be tantalising.

Every now and then during the project, we’d be in the room together alone, and she showed her colours as a complete flirt.

One afternoon especially she and I had been left alone whilst everyone else was out, and we flirted outrageously.

The day went quite quickly, as we were actually both quite busy. 5.30 came and went, and everyone else had packed up and gone home apart from Jo and myself. We were both wading through our respective workloads, and it was going to be a late one.

Around 7, the Manager who worked in the small office just off ours, got up and left. The room was suddenly eerily quiet, apart from Jo and myself hammering away on our keyboards.

“How are you getting on?” she asked me about twenty minutes after the boss had left.

“Not bad – I’m just about finished.” I replied “What about you?”

She said nothing, but instead got up, and walked slowly over to my desk, where she sat down on a chair facing me.

She lifted her feet up onto my desk and ataşehir escort reclined in the chair.

“Is there anything I can do to help finish you off?!” she said, keeping constant eye contact, and licking her lips slowly.

“What did you have in mind?!” I asked, getting very turned on suddenly.

Jo smiled, and stood up. She walked over to the door of the Manager’s office, and opened it. Through the window I watched her walk in, and sit on the edge of his desk. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and whilst looking through the glass at me, she started to caress her breasts through her black satin bra.

She put her feet on the chair that sat in front of the desk, and spread her knees apart, before she slowly reeled up the hem of her skirt, and started rubbing the gusset of her black satin knickers.

I stood up, and slowly walked over to the doorway, and leant against the doorframe.

I just stood, watching Jo turn herself on.

I then watched her slide one of her hands slowly behind her knickers, and then slide down into them. Jo sighed heavily as she touched herself, she then groaned as she slid a finger inside herself.

She then paused, and looked straight at me.

“I’ve been sitting at my desk all day, getting so wet just thinking about having you inside me..” she sighed .. “are you going to come here and join my day dream?!”

I smiled, and walked over to her. She spread her legs either side of me, and reached for my flies. In seconds my trousers were undone, and had slid to the floor, and I reached for her knickers. Jo lifted herself off the desk slightly and I slid the skimpy garments off her.

I stood up in front of her, and she delicately took my cock in kadıköy escort her hands. She slowly wanked my cock until it was completely rigid, and she then splayed her legs wide. I held her legs behind her knees. She guided my now throbbing cock to her entrance, and as the tip touched her damp labia she sighed.

She held my hips, and pulled me towards her, and I looked down to watch as my cock spread her pussy and then slid into her.

“Oh God Yes!” she whispered.

I leant towards her, lifting her legs higher, and Jo leant back onto her elbows, resting on the desk.

I started slowly sliding in and out of her, and I watched as Jo closed her eyes slowly, biting her lip in bliss. I couldn’t believe how wet she was – moving in and out of her tight cavity was effortless, and felt incredible.

I pushed deeper and deeper into her each time I penetrated her, and I was soon sliding so deeply inside her that she arched her back and gasped softly with each penetration.

I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and leant forwards, putting my hands on the desk either side of her hips. I was now pushing so hard and deeply that I could feel my balls brush past her moist labia with every push.

The veins on her neck started to grow and become obvious as she tensed. I knew that she was getting near a climax, and I kept up the slow rhythm, sliding slowly out of her, pausing, and then slowly sliding as far into her as I could push.

She was soon gasping, and she finally raised her head to look straight at me, her face flushed as she tensed and shuddered.

“Oh yes” she whispered “that’s it … I’m c-cumming ….”

With that I felt Jo’s pussy squeeze my cock hard, and she shuddered wildly under bostancı escort bayan me as a huge climax swept through her gorgeous body.

She then sighed a huge sigh, and relaxed, lying flat back down on the desk, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath.

She finally raised her head again, and looked at me, grinning wildly.

“I think it’s time you finished off too …” she said with a wink.

“Is that such a good idea?” I asked, as subtly as I could.

“Don’t worry about it” she said with a smile “I just want to feel you cum inside me”

I started back up again, this time thrusting slightly harder into her, and Jo closed her eyes and groaned a long, sexy groan.

I put my hands on her hips making it easier to thrust inside her, and I hammered deep inside her, revelling in the sensations her pussy was creating.

Jo looked at me with a serious look “that’s it fuck me” she whispered, egging me on.

I continued screwing her, looking into her gorgeous eyes as she egged me on.

“Harder” she whispered “let me feel you fill me with your cum”

In no time at all, I felt a welling sensation down below, and my cock grew yet more.

I suddenly tensed as I felt my balls contract, and I shuddered as I reached my peak.

I felt the blissful sensation as I injected my thick fluid deep into her soaking pussy, and I continued until I was completely spent.

As I felt my cum fill her, and her pussy become slippery with my fluid inside her, I watched as Jo shuddered through another climax herself, and together we relaxed.

I slipped slowly from between her legs, and she sat up, with a HUGE smile in her face.

She took my spent cock in her hand and gently caressed it, sliding my foreskin back and forth slowly and gently.

“Now THAT was better than any day-dream!” she whispered

We got dressed, and after leaving the building I drove her home, but that’s another story!

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She breathed deeply, her heart pounding and her clit throbbing. He was bent over in front of her, submissive, his perfect arse displayed for her viewing pleasure, pink smooth and begging to be licked. She couldn’t resist, panting slightly she bent, gently running the tip of her tongue up the slight ridge in the centre of his perineum, he moaned and arched his back, rocking back slightly, eager for her tongue to find its goal, to tease it open and relaxed. She slowed, smiling at her power over him, her tongue lazily travelled the path upwards, slowly, her breath cooling her saliva and making him writhe, impatient. His balls against her chin were taut and she knew without being able to see that his cock was rock hard, throbbing and dripping with precum.

She circled his arsehole, flicking into the middle every so often, her agile tongue making it slippy. Just as she plunged it suddenly inside, her hands grasped his arse cheeks and pulled them apart, making his tight hole wink open at the perfect moment, her tongue thrashed inside him, thrusting quickly in and out. He’d been waiting, but the sudden wet warmth took him by surprise and he pushed back against her face, she heard guttural noises of lust in his throat as she fucked him with her tongue.

He rocked rhythmically, gently allowing her tongue to rim him, the muscles of his arse fluttering with each thrust, opening like a flower to accept more. He wanted more. She withdrew ataşehir escort her tongue, lapping his balls, perineum and arse with long wet sweeps. She was soaked, her pussy dripping in fact, she pressed her thighs together feeling the slippiness of her own arousal, the pressure of her thighs rubbing her pussy lips against her clit with each squeeze, she was already spiralling towards orgasm, she held back to enjoy his pleasure.

He was slippy, he was opening, she dipped her tongue into his arse one last time and then replaced it with her middle finger, a slow smooth thrust into his welcoming hole, she bent her finger slightly upward, rubbing the front wall, stimulating his prostate gently, an insistent rhythm, turning him on, working him into a frenzy, she caressed the smooth skin between his balls and arse firmly with her thumb, as her finger fucked him, his prostate throbbing between them. She could feel the tightening of his muscles inside, clenching and knew if she didn’t stop he might cum too quickly, she wanted to prolong this sensual torture, for him to beg her to fuck him hard. She turned him over, his cock was so stiff the head was shiny and a stream of precum flowed from the top making a shimmering string onto his stomach, she hungrily licked it up, sliding the length of him briefly into her hot mouth, nudging him against the back of her throat while swirling her tongue around him, withdrawing to cool kadıköy escort him before he exploded in her mouth. She held his gaze as she wriggled into the harness that held her own hard pale pink cock, his eyes flickered downwards as she rubbed lube onto it, his hand slipped down to his own cock, using her spit, slowing rubbing up and down, cupping his balls, fingering his soft puffy arsehole , his eyes back on hers. He was so ready for her.

She spread his cheeks wide, his arse open, deep and ready, he wanted her to slide her cock into him desperately, she’d readied him well. She knelt between his thighs and moved a pillow under him to raise his hole to a fuckable level. The tip of her slippery cock nudged his arse, sliding and rubbing, teasing him, he spread his cheeks for her pulling his arse wide, she was in position and leant her weight gradually forward, easing the head of her cock into his waiting hole, he moaned and tightened around her, he took a deep breath and relaxed as she slipped deeper, inch by inch, allowing him to adjust to the thick length as it plunged gradually as deep as it would go, until he felt her balls against him. She wanted to fuck him hard, to slam in and out of him, to cum hard again and again, her pussy gushing her own juices down over her thighs, but she wanted him to cum with her, she needed to be gentle until he was close.

Slow, long thrusts, almost pulling entirely out, then bostancı escort bayan back fully into him again, he wanked himself as she fucked him, he oozed, his cock head was glistening and slippy with cum. The harness chaffed against her pussy lips, every thrust made her clit throb harder, it swelled, the head peeping out and rubbing lightly against the leather, her smooth shaved lips slipped against the surface directly behind her cock, it was like she was fucking him with her hard little clit. Her pace fastened and her breath became uneven, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold on before cumming hard. ‘fuck me really hard, I want all of you in me’ he said, she responded by pressing her weight onto him forcing her cock as deep as she could, it was so unbelievably horny she lost control, collapsing onto him as she wildly thrust hard again and again into his arse, he wrapped his legs around her holding her inside him, his cock rubbing between them as she continued to pump into his tightness.

She was nearing orgasm her pussy juicy and swollen, he reached up to kiss her panting mouth, his tongue invaded her mouth deepening their kiss. Moaning together, he flicked at her upper lip, he nipped at it. It was too much and she screamed out as her pussy spasmed and she came hard, her cock right inside him, he felt it, pushing right against his prostate, nudging again and again, closer, right on the edge…she sucked his lip, like it was the tip of his cock and he was gone, balls emptying, his arse squeezing her cock and his spurted copiously between them as his hardness slipped and thrust against her smooth soft skin, his head thrown back in ecstasy, his seed covering them both.

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Merhabalar,Adım ilkay yıllar önce başımdan geçen bir anımı sizlerle paylaşmak istiyorum.öncelikle olay tamammen gerçek yaşanmış bir hadisedir. Yaşım ozamanlar taş patlasin 12-13 falandı. Küçük teyzem ise 24-25 yaşları civarıydı. Biraz teyzemin nasıl biri olduğunu anlatayım baştan size. 1.75 boylarında beyaz tenli göğüsleri normal kalçalarıda ozamanlar normaldi. Evlendikten sonra kocaman oldu:) türbanlı ev kızıydı. Birgün dedemlere götürmüştü babamlar beni orda bırakıp gittiler. Küçük teyzem ve annanemle evde yalnız kalmıştım. Onlar mutfakta birşeylerle uğraşıyorlardı. Bende teyzeme seslenip teyze odana geçiyorum dedim tamam diye seslendi. Teyzemin degisik eşyaları vardı onlara bakmak hosuma gidiyor ve vaktimin geçmesini sağlıyordu. Tam odaya girdim yerde teyzemin sütyenini gördüm.ilk defa sutyennini görüyordum teyzemin ve eğilip bakmak için aldım elime sonra iç güdüsel olarak burnuma götürüp koklamaya başladım ter kokuyordu ama hosumada gitmişti. Sikim ozamanlar yeni yeni kalkıyordu ve elim sortumun üzerinden sikime gitmişti. Sikimi sıkıp bırakıyordum. Sırtım odanın kapısına dönüktü. Bunun vermiş olduğu rahatlıkla sikimi dışarı çıkarıp küçük olan sikimi iki parmagimla yukarı aşağıya oynaşıyordum. Tam bu esnada kendimi o kadar kaptirmistim ki odanın kapısını bir anda açılıp teyzemin sesini duyana kadar kendime gelememiştim. Napıyorsun dedi teyzem. Şaşkınlıkla sikimi içeri sokamamıştım ve elimde de beyaz renkli sütyeni vardı ve birden donuvermistim teyzeme doğru. Şey bisey yok falan diyebildim ancak. Sonra teyzem alt tarafa baktığını gordum ve şaşkınlıkla elimde sutyeninin olduğunu unutarak elimle kapatmaya çalıştım. Ama tabi dahada rezil bir duruma düşmüştüm. Teyzem yanıma gelerek napıosun bununla diyerek sutyenini gösterdi bende birsey yapmıyorum teyze sadece yerdeydi diyebildim kızarmış bir yüz ifadesiyle ve bana bakıp içimden şimdi tokadı patlatcak diye düşünürken çekyat a oturarak yanıma gel otur dedi bende ufak bir el hareketiyle dışarda olan sertleşmiş olan sikimi ( tabi o yaştaki çocuğun siki öyle büyük ve kalın olmuyor maximum boyu 10 santim falandı ) içeri sokup yanına gidip oturdum. Elimdeki sütyeni teyzeme uzattım al der gibi alıp yan tarafa koydu. Ve başladı benimle konuşmaya ;
Sen az önce napiyordun?
Teyze şey bisey yapmıyordum .
Yok yok söyle bakayım benim sutyenimle napiyordun?
Yerde gördüm elime alıp bakmak istedim sadece dedim.
Peki merak edip bakmak istedin onu anladım ama neden pipini dışarıya çıkardın ?
Şey bilmiyorum teyze .. Diyebildim sadece
Bunların günah olduğunu bilmiyormusun ?
Biliyorum teyze.
Peki ozaman neden böyle birsey yaptın teyzecim?
Bilmiyorum aniden oldu gerçekten nasıl oldu anlamadım dedikten sonra teyzem tekrardan konuşmaya başladı.
Sen artık yavaş yavaş büyüyorsun bu tarz şeyler günah ve bunun gibi başkalarının eşyalarına bakmak sapıklık böyle şeylerden kaçınman gerek. İleride büyüdüğünde evleneceksin ozaman karınla yapacaksın dedi.
Bende neyi yapacam teyze dedim
Teyzemde onu mutlu edeceksin oda seni mutlu edecek tabii diyordu. Bende işte nasıl mutlu edecegimi bilmiyorum ki teyze dedim ya mutlu edemezsem diye korkuyorum dedim. Teyzemde olur mu öyle şey sen çok mutlu ediceksin karını diyordu. Ben senin teyzenim ve bir bayanım onun için seninle bazı şeyleri konuşup anlatamam bunu ilerde zamanı gelince baban sana anlatır deyince birden benim ağzımdan babam bana birsey anlatmaz bende evlenince mutlu edemem karımı dedim ve yüzümü asıp somurtmaya başladım. Bunu gören teyzem elinle çenemden tutup yüzümü kaldırdı ve bana ozaman seninle aramızda bir sırrımız olsun sana bazı şeyleri anlatayım ama sakın kimseye söyleme dedi. bende olur kimseye söylemem teyze sağol dedim. Ve başladı anlatmaya bu yaşlarda böyle şeyler yapman normal senin için yeni duygular bunlar falan diyordu. İleride büyüyünce vücudunda değişimler olacak bazı bölgelerde kıl çıkmaya başlayacak uzatmadan kesmelisin falan diyordu. Bende nerlerde diye sordum. Göğsünde koltuk altlarında ve pipinde dedi ben şaşkınlıkla nasıl yani pipimde nasıl cikicak dedim. Teyzemde çevresinde killanma olacak dedi ve şuanda yok demi diye sorunca yok herhalde dedim. Nasıl yani bakmıyormusun deyince bakıyorum ama neresinde çıkacağını bilmiyorum teyze belk**e çıkmıştır dedim istersen göstereyim dedim çocuk aklimla 🙂 teyzem ben böyle söyleyince gülümsedi ve az önce gördüm zaten dedi. Ben çok utanmıştım ve başımı öne eğdim bunu görünce teyzem beni kırmamak adına olsa gerek hadi çıkar madem bi bakayım var mi yok mu diye deyince gözümün içi parlamıştı resmen pipimin yeniden kalktığını hissediyordum ayağa kalktım ve sortumu aşağıya indirdim pipim yarı kalktık şekilde teyzemin önünde duruyordum teyzem biraz şaşkınca Biraz inceledikten sonra pipimin uç kısmına hafifçe dokunup yana doğru itti. Eli sanki alev gibi sıcak gelmişti bana ve pipim o güne kadar hic olmadığı sertliğe ulaşmıştı teyzemde bunu farketti sanırım ve kafasını kaldırıp bana ben senin teyzenim sen benim elimde büyüdün dedi ben yine utanmıştım kızarmaya başlıyordum yavaş yavaş birden teyzem tamam yeter baktım kıl yokmuş toplan artık deyince biraz daha böyle kalsın teyze dedim çekinerek oda neden böyle açıkta durması ayıp dedi. Bende biraz ceserat toplayarak elin çok sıcaktı teyze neden öyle dedim. Teyzemde bana bakarak elim sıcak değil sen öyle hissediyorsun dedi ve daha önce boşaldın mi diye sordu Bende hayır galiba boşalmadım dedim Nasıl yani boşalıp bosalmadigini bilmiyormusun diyence bende dokundugumda şeffaf bi sıvı geliyor bazen sadece dedim.zevk suyu o dedi. Spermlerinden önce zevk aldigin için o sıvı gelir dedi. Bende teyze bak dediğim su geldi bu mu dedim. Oda yine parmağınla pipimin ucuna deliğe dokundu ve yuvarlak daire çizmeye başladı tam ucunda acayip olmuştum gidiklaniyordum sanki.evet bu gelen zevk suyun spermlerin daha koyu olur Bekle dedi ayağa kalkıp yatağın yanında komidinin üstünden tüp içinde krem alıp tekrar karşıma geçip oturdu ben dikkatlice ne yaptığını izliyordum. Kremi avcuna sıkıp avcunun içine pipimi aldı. İnanılmaz kaygan ama bi o kadarda ateş gibi yaniyordu avcunun içi. İleri geri eliyle pipimi oksuyordu bu bana o güne kadar hic olmadığı kadar değişik bi zevk veriyordu. Yaklaşık bir iki dakika sonra sanki belimden biri tutmuş beni hızlıca sallıyor gibi titremeye başladım. Ve teyzemin bakışları altında onunda az önce dediği gibi pipimden koyu beyaz birkaç büyük damla sıvı geldi ama ben bayilcak gibiydim. Kendime geldigimde teyzem kremli olan eliyle pipimi tutmuş diğer elini ise pipimin altına getirmiş avcunun içinde az önce benden çıkan sıvıyı ( spermlerimi ) tutuyordu.gözleri de bendeydi bana bakıp gülümsüyordu. Teyze naptın bana ilk defa böyle oldum diyebildim kekeleyerek. Teyzemde yüzünde munzur bi bakışla erkek oldun artık dedi gülümseyerek. Yine ayağa kalkarak peçete getirdi ve önce elindekileri sonrada benim pipimi sildi sonrada hic beklemedigim bi hareket yaptı. Sortumu yukarıya çekerken pipime yaklaşıp dudaklarını değdirdi hafifçe ve sonra sortumu yukarı çekti. Unutma dedi bu aramızda bi sır olarak kalacak kimseye soylemiyeceksin dedi bende tamam teyze aramızda dedim ve boynuna sarılıp seni çok seviyorum teyzecim dedim. İlerliyen zamanlarda bir kaç maceram daha oldu teyzemle onlarida fırsat buldukça yazicam. Şimdi teyzem evli ve iki çocuğu var.
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Arkadaslar sunu soyleyerek baslim bu kesinlikle gercek cocukluk animdir . Uzun bir yazi olabilir sabirla okuyanlara tesekkur ederim daha ortaokul 6. Sinifa yeni gecmis gayet normal bi cocukken yeni yeni hayati tanimaya vucudumu kesfetmeye basladigim zamanda benden 2yada 3 yas buyuk savas isminde bi cocukla cocuklarla herzaman oyun oynadigimiz eski bi ev mustemilatinda oyun oynuyorduk mustemilatin icinde sungerden yatak ve bikac kirik dokuk esta vardi o gun savas beni evden cairip dolasalim dedi birlikte gezerken o yikik dokuk mustemilata gidip sigara icelimmi dedi bende sigarayi bikac kere denemis ve heyecanli olur diye dusunmustum gidip oturduk ve birer sigara yaktik ben mindere uzanip tavana bakarak tuttururken birden sungerin sallandigini farkettim kafami kaldirip baktigimda savas sikini kaldirmis sivazliyodu hemen kafami baska yone cevirip napiyosun dedim oda 31 cekiyorum.dedi daha 31 i bile bilmiyordum kendiminkinden baska bi alet gormedigim.icin heyecanlandim incelemeye basladim yasi benden buyuk oldugundan savasin alet baya iri ve cok acayip mantar gibi bi kafasi vardi benimki sivri kafali cok farkliydi iyice sertlesmis tasgibi gorunuyodu savas sende yap istersen dedi nasil yapildigini tarif etti bende basladim sivazlamaya ama bnmki kucuk tu gozlerim onunkindeydi ben yapmicam dedim oda bana eger sertlesmediyse deligime surtebilirsin dedi istersen sirayla birbirimizin gotunu oksayip 31 cekebiliriz dedi icimi oyle bi heyecan kapladiki o an baska bisey dusunemez hale geldim sesimi bile cikarmadim once o pantolonunu iyice siyirip yuz ustu yanima yatti elimi alip gotunun ustune koydu be de ellemeye basladim sertti hic bise anlamadim bnmki kalkmamisti bile biraz daha sivazladim ben sıkıldim dedim tam kalkicaktim savas tamam ben yapim sen ac dedi o an beynimden kaynar sular dokuldu okadar heyecanpanmistimki siranin bana gelecegi aklima bile gelmedi isin ilginc tarafi savasin gotuyle oynarken sonuk olan sikim sertlesmeye baslamis heyecandan kalbim hizlanmisti pantolon umu siyirip yuz ustu yattim savas yanina elini gotume atti hem sikiyor hem sikini sivazliyor heyecandan sesimi bile cikarmadim iyice hizlanip cok iyi tuy bile yok yumusacik filan diye fisildayislarini duyuyordum boyle olmicak diyerek sirt ustu yatarken ustume dogru yuvarlanip yatti napiyorsun filan hic bise diyemedim yarragi tam gotumun arasinda sivazlamaktan cayir cayir yaniyordu o anki hissettigim heyecani unutamam buyulenmis gibi hic sesim cikmiyo sadece oylece uzaniyodum ileri geri surtunemeye baslayinca icim bi acayip oldu hizli hizli surtunmeye basladi sonra dediki simdi kafasini delige deydiricem sadece ciliz titrek bi sesle sakin sokma diye bildim oanda yumusacik mantar gibi kafasini tam deligimin ustumde oldugunu hissettim anlatamicam bi zevkti boyle uyuyalim diye fisildadim bana gotumu sıkıp gevsetmemi soyledi dedigini yapmaya basladim oda bastirip cekiyodu ama kuru ve daha once hic sik deyemeis gotume girmesi mumkun deildi iyice hizlanip cikardigi sesler yukseldi tabi ve onun inlemelerini duydukcak bende zevke geldim deligimi sıkıp gevsetiyorum icime girmemis ti o yuzden hic aci cekmiyodum.sadece inanilmaz bi heyecan ve zevk icindeydim sesler coaldi hizlandi birden kasilmaya aa filan diye irkilmeye basladi birden durup tum agirligini uzerime verdi ne oldu dedim ohhh bosaldim sonunda dedi ve gotumun arasinda bikac defa ileri geri hareket edince civik ve kaygan oldugunu anladim hemen kalkip silip temizlemeden pantolonumu cektim o an kendimi okadar kotu hissettimki zevk heyecan biranda bitmis yerine pismanlik sikinti almisti hemen cikip direk eve gidip yattim daha fazla uzatmicam bu gercek yasanmis bi olay oldugu icin ilgi cekmesi icin sacma sapan yalanlar yok yani sıkılanlar olduysa ozur dilerim belki dewamini ekleyebilirim tesekkur ediyorum ..

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