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Chapter 1

I worked in an office as a secretary, and my friend Margaret worked there too. It was our job to interview new candidates for positions opening every few weeks. This week, we were to interview for another secretary position in our building. Margaret and I met in my office one afternoon to look over the potential applicants for the job, selecting two from the pile of 20 that applied. We interviewed the first person the next morning, but it turned out that she was not right for the job, so we called in the second person, a woman named Heather Smith.

Heather showed up at Margaret’s office at nine sharp the next morning for her interview. I was in Margaret’s office sipping at a cup of french vanilla cappuccino and Margaret was having a cup of coffee. Heather came in and introduced herself to us. She was wearing a very curly blonde wig that fell to the middle of her back, and she also had on a loose fitting white blouse, a knee length black skirt, white stockings and black five inch heels. Margaret directed Heather to sit in the chair by her desk, then asked me to step out into the hall with her for a moment. We excused ourselves and stepped out the door, closing it behind me.

Margaret said to me, “Heather is a guy dressed like a woman, Chrissy. I could see the shadow of a mustache and beard, and those shoes were too big to be for a true woman. I bet we could get him to do a lot of stuff for us. I’ll ask him some questions and see what’s going on, then we can test him for his faithfulness. Hahaha! What do you think? Wanna try it?” I smiled as I thought it over, then nodded my head with a sly smile on my face as we stepped back into the office. Heather hadn’t moved, and was just sitting there fidgeting with a single plain gold bracelet on her wrist. She stood up as Margaret and I came into the office and Margaret told her to resume her seat for the interview.

I moved behind Margaret and leaned against the window sill, casually watching Heather as Margaret began asking the usual office related interview questions and employment history. Heather gave all the usual replies for the questions, but added one thing that caught my attention. Margaret asked, “What skills do you possess that would work for this position that you are applying for?”

Heather’s reply was, “I can type 84 words per minute. I know how to use a typewriter and computer both, as well as a copier and fax machine. I make great coffee and can remember exactly the way every person in the office likes their coffee, and I’m willing do to whatever it takes to become a success at this position.”

I arched my brow and said, “Anything at all to become successful?” Heather simply nodded her head yes. Margaret turned to look at me and smiled, knowing exactly what I was thinking, because she was thinking the same thing. Margaret made some notes on Heather’s application, then sent Heather down to the second floor Personnel office to get the New Employees packet and the orientation information. After Heather left Margaret’s office, I took a seat in the chair where Heather was sitting a few moments before.

Margaret smiled and I knew what she was thinking. “Heather’s perfect for the job and everything else we have in mind, Chrissy.” she said with a devilish grin.

“She, or should I say He, sure is! We’ll have a lot of fun with him/her.” I replied. Margaret opened the bottom drawer of her black file cabinet, and pulled out a black leather box. She took the key from her desk drawer and unlocked the small padlock then opened the box to reveal a collection of dildos, vibrators, condoms, handcuffs, blindfolds, anal plugs, silk scarves, lubricants, and a studded collar with a black leather dog leash attached to it. She looked at me and said, “Chrissy, I do believe your eyes are twinkling in anticipation! Your face is aglow with happiness!” I blushed and tried to control my rapid breathing. We both knew what I was looking forward to.

I said, “I wonder how big his sissy clitty is under those girly clothes.”

Margaret said, “Well, we will find out tomorrow morning when ‘Heather’ shows up for work. We’ll have ‘her’ come in here for a ‘meeting’ during her break so she’s not missed at her desk in the outer office.”

Right after Margaret said that, a knock sounded on the door. She quickly hid the black box under her desk. I stood and moved back to the window sill as Margaret went to the door and opened it to see Heather standing there with two large yellow envelopes in her hand. Margaret motioned Heather into the office and took the packets before sitting and having Heather sit. Margaret went over the paper work with Heather then told her to report to work at 8:30 am sharp the next day for her first day of work. We all shook hands then Heather left.

We watched out the window as ‘Heather’ emerged from the building’s front door, three floors below us. She walked like a woman but Margaret and I both knew she was a man. We watched her get into a big blue olgun porno Chevy pick-up truck and drive away then we turned back into the office to begin planning our fun for Heather. We planned for almost two hours before calling it a day and putting everything back in the leather box. Margaret put the box back in her file drawer after locking it back up, then closed and locked the file cabinet.

I gave Margaret a hug and told her I’d see her tomorrow, then left to return to my own office to get my purse and jacket. I grabbed my car keys from my desk drawer and locked my office behind me. I walked to the elevator, passing Margaret’s office on my way. I heard moaning coming from her office, and noticed her door was open a little bit, so I took a peek inside to see what was going on. I saw her laying on the couch in her office, naked as a baby, eyes closed tight as she pushed a huge dildo into her pussy. I could see her fluids coating it and her moaning got louder as she approached her climax, suddenly screaming out Heather’s name. I felt moisture gather in my own pussy and couldn’t wait to get home to use my shower massage head to get my own release, especially after watching Margaret masturbate that way.

I quietly left her doorway and returned to the elevator, stepping inside. Luckily, I was the only one in there so I did a quick rub-off of my own, just enough to hold me until I got to my car and on my way home.

Chapter 2

Five minutes later, I was at my car, unlocking the door and getting in. I buckled my seatbelt and started the car. I pulled out of the parking lot and went home, anxious to get to my shower and my toys to ease the itch between my legs. My right hand went beneath the hem of my skirt and into my panties to caress my swollen pussy lips while I kept my left hand on the steering wheel. I brushed my fingertips over my clit and moaned softly to myself.

I said out loud, “I really need to get a vibe to keep in the glove box of my car for times like this.” and vowed to go to the sex shop before going home. I turned left onto Brigham Street and went to the sex shop. I parked the car and went inside, going right to the section of the store where the vibrators were. I selected a large, thick 8-inch fleshy vibrating dildo, a smaller six-inch slim vibe, a fingertip vibe, and a vibrating vaginal ‘egg’ with a remote control. I paid for my purchases and left the store, a red shopping bag in my hand. I got back in my car and left the parking area, driving back toward home. Fifteen minutes later, I turned into my driveway and pulled the car into the garage. I grabbed my purse and the shopping bag, and hurried inside, shedding my jacket and shoes in the kitchen and dropping my purse on the table. I went down the hall to my bedroom and quickly undressed, down to my bra and panties, which were soaking wet from the orgasms I had in the elevator and car.

I removed the vibes from the bag and opened their packages, laying them out on the bed. I read the instructions on the packages for using and cleaning them, then sat on the bed. I opened the top drawer of my night stand and took out my bottle of warming lubricant, laying it on the bed by the toys. The first one I wanted to try was the ‘egg’, so I took it in my hand and dripped some lube on it, smearing it around with my hands. I wiped my hand off with a tissue, then removed my panties with my empty hand. I laid back on the bed and raised my knees up, spreading my legs wide. I fingered my pussy to get it wet, then slowly slid the ‘egg’ into my vagina, pushing it in deep with my fingers so only the cord for it was hanging out of me. I closed my legs together to keep it from coming out, and pressed the power button on the remote.

The first sensations were exquisite as the vibrator hummed in a low setting. I moaned softly, but wanted more. I turned the speed up to medium, and my hips rose to meet the imaginary thrusts of a lover’s cock as the vibrator caressed my love tunnel. I closed my eyes and began squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples hard. I could feel my pussy getting wetter, so I picked up the fingertip vibe and slid it onto my middle finger of my right hand, then turned it on and put it on my clit lightly, reveling in the awesome sensations shooting through my groin. I could feel my orgasm getting closer and closer with each second that ticked by. I couldn’t hold it back any longer so I turned both the ‘egg’ and finger vibes up to the high settings, and began rubbing my clit hard with the finger vibe as the ‘egg’ was making love to my hole.

Within seconds, my legs were squeezing tightly together and I was holding the finger vibe on my clit as my tunnel contracted around the egg vibe. I felt the fluids leaking out and running down the crack of my ass, but I wanted more. I turned off the vibes and removed the dripping wet egg vibe from my pussy with a gentle tug on the cord for it, a rush of warm liquid oozing out behind it.

I porno grabbed my cell phone from the night stand and dialed my boyfriend Jeff’s phone number, letting it ring 4 times. He didn’t answer but I knew he would call back if he could. I waited 5 minutes. He didn’t call, so I figured he was busy. I put the phone back and picked up the 8-inch vibrating dildo and the slim-vibe. I lubed both well, and slid the slim one slowly into my ass after turning it on to the low setting. I pressed down with my hips to hold it in there while I slipped the big one into my hot wet pussy, all the way in on one thrust. I picked up the finger vibe again and rubbed it over my clit with my left hand while the 8-inch vibe was throbbing in my pussy as I moved it in and out with my right hand.

The feelings I was experiencing were so intense that it didn’t take long for me to climax again. My whole body was tingling and I felt as if I might pass out with pleasure. It was incredible!! This was definitely something that Jeff had never made me feel before, and I was going to have to email him all about it after my shower. I would also have to email or call Margaret to tell her about it too. I just know they both would enjoy hearing about how I pleasured myself with these new toys. I screamed out my orgasm within moments, and lay on the bed panting and dizzy. I put all the toys on the night stand, then tried sitting up, but got dizzy again, so I laid back down for a few more minutes.

After about ten minutes, I was able to sit up without getting dizzy, so I picked up the toys and carried them to the bathroom so I could clean them off before my shower. I washed them all well and laid them out on a towel on the counter to dry, then I turned to start the water in the shower. I stepped in and let the warm water caress my flushed skin. I washed my long brown hair and shaved my legs and underarms, then washed my body with rose-scented body wash, being sure to wash my pussy and ass well, then rinsed off and stepped out, wrapping a large purple towel around my lush body. I grabbed another towel and dried my hair with it, then went back to the bedroom to slide on some underwear and a nightshirt. I slid my feet into my pink fuzzy slippers and went to the kitchen to make some dinner.

As I was putting some leftover chicken and potatoes and broccoli into the microwave, the phone rang. I went to answer it and found out it was Jeff, returning my call. We chatted for a few minutes, then I told him about my toy fun. I could hear him breathing heavy and he told me he was rubbing his cock through his jeans. I sat on the couch and began telling him everything I did with the new vibrators. I closed my eyes and I could hear a loud ‘slap, slap, slap’ as he stroked his cock quickly, then a loud growl-ish groan as he exploded his cum all over his stomach. I could tell that he had a big load from the way he was grunting, and I licked my lips, wishing I was sucking his cock and licking his cum from his tummy. I smiled as he thanked me for the great cum, and I told him I’d be glad to show him in person after work the next day. He readily agreed to be here waiting for me, since he had his own key to my house. We said goodbye and told each other, “I love you,” then hung up the phones.

I went back to the kitchen and took my dinner from the microwave, grabbed a diet cola from the fridge and went to the couch. I put my plate on the coffee table and grabbed the remote control for the TV, putting it on my favorite movie that was on that night. I watched my movie and ate my dinner. My cat, Boots, came up and curled up beside me on the couch and I idly stroked his long soft fur as he purred loudly. When the movie was done, I looked at the clock. It said 9:45 pm. I stood, trying not to disturb the sleeping Boots, and picked up my plate and soda can, taking them to the kitchen. I yawned, then made sure the doors and windows were locked before I went to my bathroom to pee and brush my teeth. I grabbed my toys from the counter and put all but the ‘egg’ in my night stand drawer. I put that in my purse to take to work with me. I made sure my alarm clock was set for 7:00 am and I went to bed, snuggling under my blankets, falling asleep almost as soon as my head hit my pillow.

The next morning, my alarm went off at seven sharp. I got up and took a quick shower, then dressed in my black bra and thong panties, a red garter belt with black stocking straps, and black silk stockings. I pulled a short denim mini-skirt, a tight white blouse with short sleeves, and my red 4-inch heels from the closet and put them on. I fixed up my hair so it was pulled back out of my face with a pair of barrettes, did my make-up, then went to the kitchen. I poured some coffee into my travel mug and grabbed a packet of PopTarts from the cupboard for breakfast. I grabbed my jacket and purse and car keys, locked up the house behind me and went to the car in the garage to leave for work.

Twenty minutes later, Porno izle I pulled my red Corvette into my parking space at work, right next to Margaret’s black BMW. I went inside to the elevator to find Margaret there with Heather, who was early. They were talking and both greeted me warmly when I approached. I said to Margaret, “I have to something to talk to you about later, Margaret. It’s about what I did after work yesterday, hahaha.”

She said, “Ohhh, really?? I cant wait to hear about it. Come to my office around ten for a cup of coffee and we’ll talk.” I agreed to the meeting and we all stepped into the elevator, Heather between Margaret and myself. I couldn’t help looking down at ‘her’ lap, wondering what was under that brown skirt and those beige stockings. I glanced up to see Margaret smiling at me, as if she knew what I was thinking, and I’m pretty sure she did know.

Chapter 3

A few minutes later, we emerged from the elevator and I went to my office to check my messages, telling Margaret and Heather, “I’ll be at your office at 10:30 for that meeting, Margaret. See ya soon!” They waved to me as I walked down the hall. I smiled as I patted the side of my purse where I had that vibrating egg toy, and I couldn’t get to my office fast enough! I went into the outer office where my secretary, Amy-Lynn was busily typing away on the computer. We exchanged our good mornings and I told her that I was not to be disturbed for any reason, unless Margaret or Heather wanted me for anything. I went into my office, locking the door behind me.

I went to my desk and flipped on the power switch for my computer. While that was booting up, I hung up my jacket and removed the ‘egg’ from my purse. I sat on my couch and slid down my panties and stockings, and raised my skirt. I slid the ‘egg’ into my hot, wet, waiting pussy then slid the remote up under the waistband of my skirt so I could put it in my pocket discreetly. I pulled my panties and stockings back up, then readjusted my skirt. I tucked the remote into my pocket and turned it on the low setting, feeling the steady vibrations deep inside my pussy as I tested it out. Oh my God, it felt sooo good to be so naughty in my office. I turned off the vibrator and went to my desk to check my messages on my computer.

I was scrolling down my list of messages when I came across one that Margaret had sent me. It was a link to a porn site that she wanted me to check out when I had some time. I looked at the clock and realized I still had an hour and 45 minutes before I had to be in her office for that meeting with her and Heather, so I clicked on the link. A few seconds later, the site popped up on my screen, revealing pictures of busty women being fucked by handsome, well-hung men, and some women being fucked by other women using dildo’s, vibrators, and even some carrots and cucumbers. I was getting excited just from looking at the pictures, so I clicked on one showing a pair of ladies using cucumbers on each other.

The video began with the ladies kissing and touching each other’s naked bodies, and licking each others pussy until they were glistening with saliva and love juices. They picked up the two large thick cucumbers and rubbed each other’s wet cunts with them, then slowly began pushing them in and fucking each other with the vegetable. I had to admit, I was getting really turned on and I couldn’t resist sliding my hand into my pocket and turning on the ‘egg’ vibe to the high setting immediately. My other hand slid beneath my skirt and fingered my clit as I watched the ladies fuck each other silly with a pair of 9 inch long cucumbers. Within moments, I felt my orgasm closing in and reached into the drawer of my desk for some tissues to clean up with afterward.

I fingered my pussy faster and harder as the ‘egg’ continued to vibrate deep in my cunt, closing my eyes tight as my climax hit me hard. I felt my juices leak out of my pussy and soak the crotch of my panties. I just sat there for a few minutes, after turning off the vibrator egg, letting my breathing get back to normal and for my body to stop tingling. I looked in my desk drawer hoping to find another pair of panties in there, but no such luck. So I just used the tissues to dry them as best as I could when I wiped my wet pussy. I tossed the tissues into my wastebasket and went back to reading my emails after saving that porn site on my favorites list. I thought of sending Margaret a Thank you email, but decided to just tell her when I saw her at the meeting.

Ten minutes later, my emails read and replied to, I glanced through the phone messages that waited on my desk. There were a couple from Jeff, and a few from some clients, which could wait until after lunch. I picked up my phone and dialed Jeff’s cell phone. He picked up on the first ring. “Hi beautiful! How’s my girl this morning?” he asked.

“I’m fine babe, just sitting here in my office looking at some porn and thinking how nice it would be to have your hard sexy cock thrusting deep in me as we both watch it together. But since you aren’t here, lover, I had to settle for using my new vibrating ‘egg’ toy that I bought yesterday at The Pleasure Palace.” I replied. I heard him moan as he thought about me using the toy.

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“Please…Stop… I’m too full, it’s hurting me Dria.” James whimpered.

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you screwed the neighbourhood slut.” Alexandria stated calmly.

None of her friends could understand why James had cheated on Alexandria. She was gorgeous. 5 feet 9 ” with a voluptuous figure and shimmering blonde hair she was most guy’s dreams. But James had still managed to find time to fuck the cheap imitation that lived down the same street.

Alexandria had been humiliated, having to face her every day, so in turn she decided that it was her husband who should be humiliated. She had locked an impossible looking chastity device onto him while he slept, a contraption that bent his penis back, forcing him to sit like a girl to piss but left his balls free for any punishment she felt he deserved. There was only one key and Alexandria had made sure to hide it far away from anywhere that her unfaithful husband could find it. At the bottom of a lake. Not that he knew that and his hope kept him compliant. The only way he could escape would be to cut off his cock with the device.

James wiggled, his ass bent over the bath as Alexandria pumped a final enema into him.

“You’ve put too much in, I’m getting cramps…” he whined. James could feel water distending his guts. It had filled him to a painful point but Dria had continued to let it flow into him. He thought his entire insides would be filled with water soon.

“Shut up. Fuck toys don’t talk.” Alexandria slapped his ass hard and continued to let the water flow into him for a few more minutes before pulling out the nozzle from his tight hole. “Don’t move a muscle, and if you spill any you know you’ll be punished.” Her high heels clacked on the tile as she left the room only to return momentarily with a thick butt plug.

“This will keep you sealed darling. You have to keep that in until you have permission to relieve yourself.” She pushed the thick end against his contracted muscle and listened to his pathetic whines of discomfort.

“Hush. How many times did you pester me for anal sex, even when I told you I was too sore? And now you won’t reciprocate?”

His sphincter stretched around the widest part and it popped in. “Stand up.”

James stood and Alexandria looked at his swollen stomach. He practically looked pregnant.

“If only your buddies you bragged to could see you now!” Alexandria laughed, “In fact, let them!” She pulled out her camera phone and took some snaps.

“Bend over darling, I want them to see your lovely pink plug!” James miserably complied and she continued to laugh.

“Please… let me go to the toilet.” James turned and looked at Alexandria, “I’m desperate, and then you can do whatever you want to me!”

“No darling, and I’m well aware of how desperate you must be, I added an extra half bag to your final rinse cycle.” Her tinkling laugh hung in the air and she pulled him up by his collar and pressed on his stomach much to James’ dismay. Some water leaked down his leg and Alexandria noted it immediately.

“You’ve spilt it after my specific warning not to. I’m not happy.”

Alexandria put a deep bowl on the floor and pushed on James’ shoulders. In her high heels she was eye to eye with him at 6 foot 1 “. He moved down 1080 porno so he was squatting above the dish.

“You are to relieve yourself in there, then drink it all. No hands as usual.”

James was repulsed, the previous two enemas cleaned him out but he would still be drinking water that had been in his ass. He had no choice but to comply though, the punishment would be worse. The intense rush of water leaving his rectum after he’d wiggled out the plug was immense. The cramps began to subside and he felt better. His relief turned to dread as the final drips fell into the bowl. His Mistress swished a whip at her side, subtly messaging that he should begin to drink his water or be punished further.

His nose wrinkled as he leant down to lap the water, it still held the faint smell of his ass and his mind screamed at him to not to as he dipped his tongue in to drink it.

James was relieved when he sucked up the final few drops and he shuddered as he knelt back on his heels.

“That wasn’t so hard now was it?”

“I’m having a friend over darling, I believe you know him! It’s Michael.”

His old business partner, Michael had been incredulous when James had told him he was quitting to be a househusband to serve Alexandria and that she would take his place as a partner at the top of the business. Now he was coming over to fuck his gorgeous wife, James was sure.

“Please, Dria… don’t have sex with him.” Her laugh tinkled.

“Oh honey, who said it was just me who he was here to fuck?”

Panic ran through James’s eyes as he thought about his old business partner seeing him in a subservient position like this.

***

The doorbell rang and Alexandria swept out of the room to answer it. Her long legs ate up the stairs and she opened the door to Michael, a handsome rugged man with dark angular hair and piercing green eyes. His large hand circled her waist and stroked her through the buttery soft white dress she wore. Dria’s hand circled his wrist and led him upstairs. Her lips touched his ear and bit it gently, “He’s all ready for you, and once you’re ready, I’m waiting for you…” Dria pushed the door open and sauntered inside her hips swaying gently as she made her way to the bed, nudging James forward with her toe.

“James?” Michael’s deep voice rang out cutting the silence.

James nodded still on his knees, refusing to look at Michael.

“Look at me.” His gaze flicked up to meet Michael’s and embarrassment suffused his cheeks with red. Michael slowly grinned and gestured to his crotch.

“You know what to do.” James undid Michael’s jeans and let them slide down his muscular legs. Shame filled James as he began to stroke Michael through the fabric of his tight black shorts. Michael was partially hard and James slipped the underwear off of his old friend.

Michael’s cock was thick and long, putting James’s own to shame. Despite his belt he could feel himself trying to get hard as he thought about what he was going to do. James lent forward and flicked his tongue against the tip of Michael’s cock experimentally, Michael groaned and his cock hardened further. Spurred on James lent forward and began to suck gently as Michael rocked back and forth pushing a little more of his cock between James’s 2 k porno lips. James’s licking became more fervent as he felt himself get hornier at the act he was performing. His cock was pushing against the restraints of his chastity device desperately trying to get hard. His balls ached and he felt an uncontrollable need to come. But he couldn’t. He sucked harder until Michael pushed him away. He dropped his shirt next to James revealing chiselled abs and sinewy biceps, not hugely muscled but very toned. He watched his wife stand up next to the bed, their marital bed, and peel off her floaty white dress revealing a virginal white basque and thong with hold-ups.

James missed the days she would wear such outfits for him and his cock continued to torment it from its confinement. Michael pressed against Dria and kissed her neck. She purred her approval as his hands slipped to her hips, fingertips running over the expensive silk. She pushed her pelvis into his, already feeling needy. Michael’s hands anchored on the back of her thighs and he picked her up as if she were no more than a pillow. He laid he gently on the bed and crawled down her body leaving a trail of hot kisses, licking her nipple through the silk, eliciting another purr from her. His tapered fingers pushed her thong to the side and circled her clit for a few seconds before pushing into her tight pussy that was already dripping wet for him. He rubbed her G-spot a little and her back arched, pushing her breasts up as she gasped. Dria could feel Michael’s cock rubbing against her thigh, adding to her excitement.

Michael peeled the thong from her and dipped his head between her thighs, licking her juices from her, moaning at the way she tasted. He felt James’s gaze boring into him and he turned with a grin on his face. James’s face was a look of pure longing and torment.

“Just think… If you hadn’t fucked that slut, I wouldn’t be here doing this. Thanks.” Michael turned and continued to lave his tongue over Dria until she writhed and begged him to enter her. He did slowly, letting feel every inch, teasing her, pulling back till only the head was inside her before sliding fully into her.

Dria’s nail raked Michael’s back and she kissed him savagely, teeth clashing together and tongues battling for dominance. He bit her bottom lip as he pulled her legs over his shoulders.

Dria felt Michael’s cock hit previously untouched spots and she saw stars as he slowed down, taking her over the edge. She screamed her approval and he growled in her ear, releasing her legs to nibble her jaw. She pushed him off of her, forcing him to lie down so she could straddle him. She slammed her body against his, getting carried away with the lust. His hand closed around her breasts encouraging her further, he flicked a nipple and she cried, grinding against him harder. She felt his hands drift to her hips pushing her down harder as he grew more urgent. His moans echoed in her ears as he came inside her, heavily.

James looked on as the pair of lovers lay together panting. He felt betrayed and then realised that must have been how Dria felt when she found out about the affair. He was still undeniably aroused and his cock was still straining. His mind ran through what they’d just done and how excited 3 k porno it had made him feel. He crawled towards the bed slowly watching Michael slowly stroke Dria’s nylon sheathed thighs. The smell of sex was heavy in the air. Dria stretched like a contented cat and then flicked her gaze to her errant husband.

“Darling, come clean me up before I ruin the bed. Michael too.” James watched as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and opened them. This was the first time since she had locked him in the cage he was allowed to touch her there. And it was to lick his best friend’s come out of her. He sunk his head to the juncture between her thighs and dipped his tongue into her. The salty taste invaded his senses and lingered in his mouth after he swallowed. He moved up to her clit and swirled his tongue against her. He was rewarded with a resounding slap to his shoulder.

“No, you’re not here for my pleasure, well you are, but you’re just to do clean up now.” She pushed his head back down to her opening where Michael’s come was beginning to drip out of her. James gently sucked it out of her, miserably resigning himself to the fact that he wouldn’t be able to bring her to climax.

Dria pushed her husband away. “I’m clean now honey, but you still have Michael to service.”

She watched him look over at her lover and crawl towards him. He licked Dria’s juices from Michael’s cock and felt it harden in his mouth. By the time he had finished Michael was fully erect again.

“Don’t forget my balls.” He rumbled holding his cock out of the way as James bathed his balls in saliva removing all traces of his sex with Dria.

Michael stood up, flexing his shoulders and curling his fingers in James’s hair, pulling him along gently as he walked.

“Get on all fours.” James complied, excitedly thinking about whether Michael would fuck him in his ass. Since he’d been stuck in this belt he’d realised how pleasurable having his ass touched was and he craved it. Michael knelt down and massaged some lube into James’s tight ass. He slid a finger in and out slowly, relaxing James’s hole.

James pushed back rhythmically, enjoying himself more and more.

Michael slipped a condom onto his hard cock and pulled James’s hips back, guiding his cock into his slippery ass. Michael groaned and sped up fucking his ass harder, his balls slapping against James’s. It didn’t take long before Michael felt himself approach the edge.

James was grunting and pushing back against Michael’s cock as it ran over his prostate giving him more and more pleasure as come drooled from his cock. Michael’s cock swelled a little and James knew he was going to come, his engorged member slid over that sensitive spot once more and James felt come gush from his cock saturating him. Michael pulled out and slapped his ass, walking round to his mouth, peeling off the condom as he walked.

“Suck me off. Finish me.”

James dived on Michael’s cock sucking hard and almost instantly receiving a mouthful of hot come. Michael pulled away leaving his come dribbling out from the corner of James’s mouth. His hand immediately began pumping his cock to erectness again as he wandered back to Dria, her hands roaming over his body, her lips softly moving over his neck and collarbone as he pushed her against the wall.

James watched as they began to fuck again, passionately, his cock twisting in its cage as he became more and more excited, edging closer as they cried out, bodies clashing. All he could think about was how much he wished he were involved.

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She is antsy, pensive; she came home with her thoughts reeling, and she cannot sit still. She needs to be taken out of her mind and put in her skin. No romance. No tenderness. No kiss. Just tie her up, beat her, fuck her, use her.

I tell her to strip, and she begins to argue with me.

Grabbing her by the neck, I say, “That wasn’t a request.”

“Oh,” she replies and gets naked.

I grab her arm and put it behind her, and we begin to walk to the den. She is being mouthy.

“I really don’t feel up to this.” she says.

Giving her arm a bit of an upward twist, I push her forward.

“This isn’t your decision,” I say.

We enter the den, “Put your hands behind your back and your nose against the wall.”

“But …”

“Be quiet,” I interrupt her.

She places her nose against the wall and her hands behind her back.

“Good girl.”

I walk to a cabinet across the room. Unlocking the door, I retrieve the items I will need for this evening. Taking care that she doesn’t see them, I lay them out on my desk.

“Turn around and look at me, and don’t look around the room.”

She turns to look at me.

“Now, crawl over here.”

As she begins to crawl, I take my seat on the ottoman.

“Sit,” I command as she reaches me.

She sits back with her knees tucked under her.

“Do you want to talk about what is going on in your mind?”

“No,” she replies.

“Open your mouth.”

She complies. Probing her mouth with my fingers, I feel her slide her tongue around them. Then she shuts her mouth and begins to suck. I pull my cock from my pants, and it replaces my fingers in her mouth. She begins working my cock with her mouth and reaches up to take hold of it.

“No hands. Put them behind your back.”

Without warning, I slap her across the face. Shocked, she looks up at me.

“Is your cunt wet?”

With her mouth full, she nods.

I pull my cock away and return it to my pants and stand over her.

This woman, I know well. Her mind. Her body. Each such a prize. Tonight, it is about skin. I want her bound tightly, firmly, physically. With any attempt at movement, she will know she is fettered. She will have no choice but to wander out of her ruminating mind and feel the skin, the pain, the friction, and the impossibility of escape.

Pushing her down onto the ottoman, I straddle her. Facing her feet, I sit on her ass to hold her down. She struggles; however, there is nowhere for her to go. A length of rope is wrapped around her left ankle, knotted, then wrapped around her foot at the arch and knotted there. I repeat the same process on her right ankle and foot. While I secure her feet, she wiggles and squirms and complains that I am tickling her. This is not intentional. However, the hemp rope has little hairs on it that tickle her feet.

With two more lengths of rope, I wrap her legs by securing a rope slightly above each knee, taking care to firmly secure it without cutting off the circulation.

The ottoman is small, maybe 24 inches in diameter, and has five legs. I have positioned her so that one leg is aligned with her face.

To secure her to the ottoman, I affix the ropes just above her knees to the ottoman legs closer to her head with a simple knot that can be quickly adjusted. Then I secure the ropes around her feet to the legs farther back, again with a simple knot for quick adjustments. Secured in this manner, she can kneel but cannot get off the ottoman.

Pushing up from her ass, I stand over her, and she looks up at me.

“Kneel on the ottoman.”

She struggles to her knees and then sits back on her legs.

“Good girl.”

She smiles shyly and self-consciously looks down.

I walk over to her. Pushing her head into my crotch, I reach down and pinch her nipple until she makes a noise.

“Ooouch.”

I wrap a length of rope around her upper torso in order to create a strapless bra. Guiding the rope around her back, I create a figure eight, passing the rope under one breast and then crossing it over the top of other, all the while ensuring that the scratchy hemp brushes against her nipples. After eight wraps, I secure the rope with a knot between her breasts.

The rope does not bind her breasts but accentuates their curves. Her soft skin looks pale next to the tawny rope, and my senses are filled with the scent of her skin and the aroma of the hemp.

Taking two lengths of rope, I secure one to each side of the rope bra. These will serve to hold her torso tight to the ottoman.

Taking her by the neck, I push her face and shoulders down.

“Put your face and shoulders on the edge of the ottoman.”

“I don’t think I can. It is too small.”

While she struggles to comply, I take the ropes attached to the bra and secure them to the to the legs of the ottoman adjacent to her torso.

To secure her in the form that I desire, I tie each of the ropes binding her to the ottoman. I tighten the ropes fastened to her knees so they pull her knees to the edge of the ottoman, then I secure rope between her knees in order to keep bayrampaşa escort them from slipping off.

“That’s what I want. Your cunt open for me to use.”

With her legs secured, I tie the ropes at her feet to the legs of the ottoman.

“Put your arms behind your back.”

I slowly wrench her upper torso towards her legs. With each tug of the rope, she is moved back an inch. A couple of tugs on the right and then a couple of tugs on the left bring her shoulders flat to the ottoman and her torso back as far as possible, I secure the ropes with a good solid knot. Her shoulders are on the ottoman, but her head hangs down. This allows me to use her mouth as I desire, and her ass is high with both holes exposed for use.

The ottoman has wheels, allowing me to spin her around as desired. I take a seat in the chair adjacent to the ottoman and spin her around so she is facing me.

I look at her. “Hi, how are you doing?”

She begins to answer.

“It is rhetorical,” I interrupt her. “Give me your left hand.”

She raises her hand, and I secure the last piece of rope to it, securing it tightly to the leg directly below her. As I tie the left hand, she raises her right hand in anticipation.

“No. I am going to leave it free. You are going to punish yourself.”

I rotate the stool slightly and with my foot, push it into the middle of the room. She yelps.

Secured in this manner, she takes on the form of a high-heeled pump, her head being the toe and her ass and legs the heel. She looks wonderful restrained and under my control.

Getting up from the chair, I straddle her. Reaching down, I give her ass a good squeeze, and she squirms between my legs.

“This will get your mind off things.”

I lower my body, pressing into her, and begin to pat her ass lightly, alternating between cheeks. Her skin is cool under my palm. Soon, it begins to warm to my touch, and I go from patting to smacking. With the increased intensity, she begins to struggle against the restraints and me.

Now that her ass is nice and red, I slide a finger into her wet cunt.

“Fuck …” comes from her.

With her in this position, I am able to probe her pussy deeply. She is wet, hot, and tight. Standing, I move behind her and slide two fingers deep, and I am able grind the pads of my fingers into her g-spot. The spot is swollen under my fingers. With each press, she grinds into my fingers and moans.

“Fuck, I want to come.” she says.

I reach down and grab a handful of her hair. “Not yet,” I say, and slide a third finger into her tight hole.

I turn the ottoman with my fingers inside her and push her over to the leather chair. As she approaches the chair, she raises her head so it comes to rest on the chair. I step over her and the ottoman and sit down with her head between my legs.

Unbuttoning my pants, I pull out my cock and begin jacking off with a handful of her hair. Pulling her head up by her hair, I lower her onto my hard cock. Her mouth is warm and wet. However, fettered as she is, she can’t move much. I pull my cock from her mouth and spin her around.

There in front of me is her beautiful smooth cunt, her lips and clit protruding. I reach between her legs and grasp her hooded clit between my thumb and forefinger. She is wet, and it is difficult to hold her.

“Should I give it a squeeze?”

“No,” she replies.

With her words, I squeeze her clit. She moans. Pain? Pleasure? As I release her clit, she moans again. My grasp has moved from her clit to her lips, which I pull and stretch as much as I can.

“Fuck …”

“Do you want me to eat your cunt?”

“God … yes!” she exclaims.

“Well, you will need to earn that.”

Rising to my feet, I push her away from me and pick up a rattan cane. Sliding the cane along her back as I step in front of her, I brush her face with the cane.

“Stick out your tongue.”

I drag the cane across her tongue.

“Wrap your tongue around it.”

She does so, and I slowly pull it from her tongue.

“I want to see you cry.”

My statement opens her eyes, and she glares at me.

“Please. … No.”

Positioning myself behind her, I slide the cane between her legs, pressing it beside her clit and stroking it as if bowing a violin. On the backstroke, I allow the cane to cross the hood of her clit, and she gasps. Why? Perhaps the pleasure is too intense or perhaps she fears a splinter from the cane, no matter how unlikely. Like all my possessions, the cane is well cared for.

I crack her on the ass with the cane. Not hard, just a quick little smack. She jumps in response, more then the smack warrants. She is a bit surprised. Pulling back the cane, I whip it through the air. She jumps with the sound even though I don’t strike her.

With the next whipping sound, I strike her ass harder then before. She yelps.

“Please,” she whimpers.

“Please, what?”

“Please don’t use the cane on me. I will be good.”

“I don’t remember saying you weren’t good.”

And I deliver another strike of the cane. This escort bayan istanbul is a heavier blow, and it leaves a telltale mark across her right cheek.

“Fuuuck …” comes from her.

I smack her again.

“Pleeease …”

“If you are not quiet, it is going to get harder.”

She screams with the next strike and struggles against the rope.

I kneel and turn her around so that I can see her face. I give her a light slap to gain her attention.

“Shove your right hand into your mouth. Deep. I want you quiet.”

She complies and begins to slowly insert her hand into her mouth.

“Deeper.”

She forces her hand deeper.

“Good girl.”

Rotating the ottoman, I give my attention to her ass and cunt. I slide two fingers into her. She is soaked. She may say she hates pain, but her body says otherwise.

With my fingers in her, I begin to smack her with the cane. I deliver four quick blows to her ass. I can hear her breathing around her hand. Then, I apply a couple of smacks to the back of each of her thighs. As the cane strikes her skin, I grind my fingers into her g-spot, and her cunt tightens around my fingers.

“That is going to leave a mark. No short skirts for a while.”

Next I apply a couple of whacks across the shoulders. Changing strike locations keeps her off guard. Quickly, I give her four more hard ones on her ass as I shove a third finger into her.

I slow the pace with deep steady penetration of her pussy. I look down at her. Her hand is covered in her drool, which is puddling on the floor.

“Remove your hand from your mouth.”

She moans with the removal of her hand, and I smack the sole of her foot.

“Fuuck …” she screams.

“I want you to rub your clit. But you can’t come.”

Snaking her hand between her legs, she begins to touch herself.

“Will you do what I ask?”

“Yes,” she quietly replies.

“What?” I say as I smack the sole of her foot even harder.

“Shiiit. … Yes. I will do what you ask.” She screams.

“Good girl. I want you to slap your pussy for me. Begin slowly.”

She moves from rubbing to slightly slapping her pussy. All the while I continue to fuck her slowly with my hand.

“I want you keep rhythm with my tapping of your feet with the cane.”

I begin tapping the cane on the bottom her feet. Lightly, in a nice slow rhythm. Quickly, her slapping falls in line with my tapping.

“When you make a mistake and fall out of rhythm with me, you will have to pinch your clit.”

She matches my tempo as I slowly increase the rhythm.

Initially the rhythm is a simple 4/4 beat. Then I change it to a waltz. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3. And she matches my rhythm. The cane, her slapping, and my hand fucking are perfectly aligned in a perverse waltz of smack, slap, and invade.

Again, I increase the rhythm. Her slapping increases along with her breathing. Then I abruptly stop tapping her with the cane. She continues for a few counts and then realizes that she has made a mistake.

“OK. Let me see you pinch that clit.”

I peer down at her hand grasping for her clit. She gives it a quick, gentle pinch.

“No. That is not going to do. You can do it, or I can do it.” I give the sole of her foot a hard smack.

She finches “No.”

“Now grab your clit.”

She reaches between her legs, taking hold of her clit.

“Now squeeze.”

“Ohh, fuuck.”

“Squeeze harder and hold it.”

“Goddd. Fuuck.”

I crack her on the ass with the cane.

“I am going to come.”

“Stop.”

She releases her clit, and I smack her ass hard with the cane. The sensation has left her body quivering against the ropes.

I toss the cane aside, making her jump at the sound of it striking the floor. She begins to cry and heaves a bit. Then the tears flow. Removing my hand from her, I kneel near her face and brush back her hair. Her face is full of snot and spit and tears.

“It is OK. Just let it go. Don’t think. Feel for a change.”

“Do you want to come?” I ask.

She nods her head.

I sit on the edge of the chair and pull the ottoman close in front of me. The slapping has left her pussy swollen and deeply red. I lean in and give her a long lick, starting at her clit. Taking her lips into my mouth, I begin to suck and tug on them. With each tug, she moans, and with what little movement is afforded to her, she attempts to grind into my face.

“Take your hand, and pull your hood back, I want to get to your swollen clit.”

“It is too sensitive.”

“Would you prefer my belt or the cane?”

Quickly, her hand slides in between her legs, exposing her clit. I feel that little hard nub against my tongue, and I encircle it with my lips and suck on it. She moans and grinds with my sucking.

“Fuuck … me,” she exclaims.

In this position, her hole is almost vertical, and I shove a couple of fingers into her as I continue licking and sucking on her clit. My lips are soaked with her juice and my spit. I take a long lick as I back off, saliva drooling between us, taksim vip escort and my fingers are just gliding in and out of her cunt. I just love fingering a woman.

I withdraw my fingers and then slowly push them deep back into her, watching her lips roll into her along with my fingers, which tug on the hood of her clit. Then I insert another finger, now four, and fuck her harder.

“You can come when you want.”

“Thank you.”

With my hand fucking her hole, I lick her clit harder, faster. I suck on it and tug on it as she moans and struggles to keep her hand pulling her hood back.

With one deep stroke of my hand, she begins to come. Her muscles tighten and squeeze my fingers, and I have to force them into her and hold them there.

“I am coming!” she exclaims.

I continue sucking and licking her clit, and she tries to pull away from me. However, the ropes will not allow her. She removes her hand from holding her hood back in a vain attempt to protect her clit. I continue sucking and tugging on her. With her orgasm receding, I again begin to fuck her with my hand. The orgasm has left her cunt more relaxed, and I can fuck it harder and faster.

“Fuck … Stop … It is too sensitive. Please.”

Within moments, her pleading changes to moaning, and she begins to come again. Forcing my hand deep, I hold her clit between my lips, sucking it and flicking it with my tongue. The last of her orgasm causes her to strain against the ropes.

I stand. Pulling my fingers from her, I shove the ottoman spinning to the middle of the room. I sit down in the chair, looking at her across the room. She is a soft shell of the woman who came home this evening.

“Now, I am going to fuck your holes, each of them in turn, and I am going to come deep in your ass.”

She can’t muster a word. She doesn’t need to.

I remove my boots and socks and set them aside. Standing, I remove my t-shirt. Tossing it aside, I remove the belt from my pants and set it on the chair. Unbuttoning my jeans, I drop them to the floor and step out of them. My cock is hard, and the tip glistens with pre-cum.

Picking up the belt, I spit in one hand and begin to stroke my cock. It is hot with swollen veins. I crouch down near face.

“Stick out your tongue.”

She doesn’t respond.

I grab her by the hair, and she sticks out her tongue. I squeeze the fluid from my cock onto her tongue and then shove my cock down her throat. I feel her tongue struggle around it. She is not able to move much, so I fuck her face. Every couple of strokes, I pull my cock from her mouth and rub it around her mouth and face, then shove it back into her mouth. Pushing it deep, I can feel her struggle not to gag.

“Get it very wet. It is going into your ass, and all we have is spit tonight.”

I pull my cock from her and force her to lick my sack as I stroke my cock above her face.

I brush back her hair and loop the belt through the buckle and pull it around her neck. I give it a quick tug.

“Perfect.”

Holding the belt in my left hand, I position myself behind her. Her cunt and ass are in the perfect position for me to fuck.

“Use your hand on yourself, while I fuck your little hole.”

In order to be able to penetrate and thrust without her moving away from me, I use the belt.

With the belt in one hand and my cock in the other, I rub the tip against her clit and lips, then I push the tip into her, pull it out and then push it in again. In one motion, I pull on the belt, choking her as I shove my cock deep into her. The belt muffles her moans.

I can feel her frantically rubbing her clit as my balls slap against her with my thrusting. Looking down at my cock violating her, I drool a large amount of spit onto her asshole. With my index finger, I start probing her tight asshole.

“Relax.”

My fingertip enters her as she begins to relax, and I push my finger into her, alternating strokes with my cock in her cunt. Finger in, cock out.

“Are you going to come again?”

“Yesssss.” She moans. “Please, fuck me harder.”

Now two fingers are penetrating her ass on the same stroke. Fingers in, cock in. She is full and tight, and I drool some more spit into my hand.

“Tell me when you are close to coming.”

“Fuck me harder. … Please, fuck me.”

My thrusts are hard and fast, while with each stroke, ropes press into her flesh.

“I am going to come.”

With her words, I pull my cock from her cunt and my fingers from her ass, and I bury my cock in her ass quickly, without hesitation or care. She screams, and I silence her with the belt. I feel her ass convulse, and I begin to come. With each stroke, another jet of cum streams into her. My cum provides a little more lube, and I fuck her even harder until every drop is in her hole.

As my orgasm retreats, my cock slips out of her ass. I step back and take in the scene. Her holes are glazed with my cum and spit. She cries, as I begin to free her from the ropes. My aggressive use of her has caused the ropes to tighten, and I must cut her free. I use a pair of safety shears. With each cut of the rope, her body falls towards collapse. When enough ropes are removed, she falls into my arms, quivering and crying. I help her to the sofa, wrap her in a blanket and pull her close. As I wipe her tears, she nuzzles into me.” Tomorrow, we will talk about things.”

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“Oh God!! Yes!! Fuck me baby!! Make me cum!!” I cried.

“Mmmmmmm,” she purred as she thrust her throbbing cock back inside of me, “you like that, don’t you?? You want my big girl cock, don’t you baby??

God, did I want it!! It was all I could think about!!

For some background, I was obsessed with transsexual women, I had been since I was about 13 & discovered them on the internet. I was completely mesmerized by their beauty, how their bodies could be so perfect. Their large, shapely breasts, their slim waists, their firm asses, & their long, hard cocks.

I had sucked my first girl cock when I was 18. It was a random hookup on Craigslist with a pre-op TS. Her name was Ariel, we met at her apartment however, it left me wanting more, much more.

I took a job as a handyman / janitor at a TS club downtown when I was in my twenties. The place was a dump but the scenery was fantastic. That’s when I saw her!! Her name was Tatayana & she was the featured attraction. She was gorgeous, statuesque standing about 5’11” tall (6’5″ with her stilettos), with a dark, olive complexion. She was toned & athletic but not overly muscular. Her breasts were probably a solid C cup with dark brown nipples. She had a full sleeve tattoo on her right arm (God, that’s sexy), & large angel wings tattooed on her shoulder blades. The long blonde hair & beautiful blue eyes were the topper, she was perfect, she was a goddess!!

I had watched her perform many nights & gone home thinking about her, thinking about sucking her cock, & her fucking me until she came. I had stroked my cock hundreds of times to those images, & I longed for it to happen, for Tatayana to take me & fuck me, make me hers.

One night, after the bar had closed, I was sweeping up on the main stage when she came walking out of the dressing room with a mischievous smirk on her face. “Hey”, she called out, “Can you help me with something back here???” As she turned & walked back into the dressing area, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass, so tight, soooooo hot.

I went backstage into the dressing room where I found her sitting at her makeup table, facing away from me. All of the other ladies were already gone so it was just she however, I got a much bigger surprise.

Without saying a word, she stood & turned to face me. She dropped her robe off of her shoulders & stood before me, completely naked except for a pair of black, thigh high stockings & a black, lacy garter belt. Her cock was hard as a rock & she started stroking it right there in front of me. My dick was instantly as hard as granite. “This is what I need help with…, does that fall into your job description??” she asked seductively.

I instinctively fell to my knees in front of her & swallowed her cock whole.

“Oh my,” she said, “an eager one!!” “I think I’m going to like you.” “Get your cock out too baby, I want you to cum for me when I shoot my load down your throat.” I fished out my cock & started jerking it right then. I knew I wouldn’t last long. This was what I had been dreaming of & now it was happening, this beautiful woman was feeding me her cock & I loved it.

I bobbed my head up & down on her cock, running my tongue up & down its length. Her cock was gorgeous, about 7″ long, cut, & completely shaven. It wasn’t too thick, maybe 2″ around, with a beautiful mushroom shaped tip. I took her totally in my mouth, locked my lips around that beautiful piece of meat & sucked for all I was worth. I stuck out my tongue & licked her smooth balls & she cooed approvingly.

“If you keep that up I’m going to cum baby,” she said. “Maybe that’s what you want?? Do you want me to cum down your throat honey??”.

God did I want that!! It was like she could read my mind. “Yes please” I replied & went back to work on her cock. I felt her hands encircle the back of my head & pull me down on her shaft. She pushed her hips forward, & slid her glistening dick down to the back of my throat. I could feel her balls resting on my chin as I took her length down my throat. She tasted divine, but I wanted more, I wanted to taste her cum.

“Oh God,” she panted, “I’m so horny already that you are going to make me bust!!” That sent me over the edge, I was furiously stroking my cock & I exploded all over her stockinged feet. “Mmmmm, I see you are enjoying yourself too sweetie”, she said.

She held her cock down my throat & slowly pumped her hips forward. With the small, gentle thrusts it was like she was making love to my throat. I relaxed my throat & felt her head pop into my windpipe. I closed my lips tight around her cock & furiously licked & flicked my tongue up & down her shaft.

I felt her cock pulse in my mouth, I heard her gasp, then she exploded. I grabbed her ass to steady her as she deposited her first shot directly down my throat & into my stomach. Then she slid her hips back slightly, so her head was in my mouth as she continued to ejaculate.

“Ahhhhhhhh, beşiktaş escort take it all baby, take my cum!!” she hissed. And swallow I did. Gulp after delicious gulp. I sucked her cock dry & licked it clean. “Whew, I needed that baby.” She said. “How about you come here every night after closing & we can make this a regular thing??’

“Absolutely!!” I said, “I’ll be back tomorrow!!”

And so it went, for several months. Tatayana doing her show, me cleaning up the place, all the girls going home, then me sucking her off backstage until she came down my throat. I was in heaven. I was a play toy for a gorgeous TS & I loved it, but I wanted more!! I wanted Tatayana to fuck me!!

One Saturday afternoon, the manager told all the girls that it was my birthday and they should do something nice to show their appreciation for all of my hard work. They called me in early under the guise there was an issue with the A/C in the back & I needed to get it working before the night shift began. As I walked in the back to get to work, I was met with a thunderous “SURPRISE!!” from all of the girls. They had gotten me a cake & had all come out to wish me a happy birthday. It was very sweet. After our refreshments, the girls all began to disperse, some going home (that weren’t working that night) & others to get ready for work later, Tatayana sauntered up to me & gave me a big kiss on the cheek. “Happy birthday honey,” she said, “I have another surprise for you.” She handed me an envelope & told me to open it in private as it was just for me.

I walked out to my car to go run some errands since my shift didn’t actually start for another few hours & I opened the card. It was a novelty birthday card with a picture of a large busted woman on the front. Inside was a nude selfie of Tatayana. She had her beautiful cock in her hand & she had just cum all over her tits. She had signed it, XOXO Tatayana. God, I wanted her so bad!! I went home & jerked off to my new picture.

That night, after everyone had gone home, I walked into the back looking for Tatayana. It was the best part of my day, getting to suck her beautiful cock until she came for me, feeding me her delicious semen; unfortunately, she was no where to be found. I looked in the restroom, down the hall in the wardrobe area, nothing. My heart sunk. Had I done something wrong?? Was she upset with me?? Had she grown tired of our daily routine??

Feeling dejected & about to head home, I heard the music start playing over the PA out front. I walked out to see what was going on & there she was, up on the main stage. She was wrapped in a huge red bow with a matching red thong & bra. “Happy birthday honey.” She said. “I have a special birthday present for you tonight, why don’t you take a seat & enjoy the show.”

I practically knocked all of the other chairs down trying to get front & center to watch. No way I was missing this show.

Tatayana began seductively swaying her hips with the music. She untied the ribbon & began to unwrap herself. God she was gorgeous!! She bent over with her ass facing me & slid her thong to the side, showing me her sweet little pucker, then running her finger over her hole. She stood back up & unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor beside her. She turned around, showing me those glorious tits I had drooled over for months, then got down on her hands & knees, & crawled to the front of the stage. When she got there, she reached down, grabbed the collar of my shirt, & pulled me close to her face. She grabbed the back of my head & kissed me passionately, pushing her tongue into my mouth. Then she broke the kiss & pushed me back into the chair. She sat up on the edge of the stage, with her legs hanging off the front, her feet resting on my thighs. I could see that her cock was hard, the tip of it was poking out of the top of her thong. Precum had formed on the tip & was leaking down the front of her dick & onto her panties. I wanted to lean forward & lick her cock like a lollipop, tasting her sweet juices, & suck her cock into my mouth.

She must have sensed my desires (or seen my drool forming at my feet) because she scooted back & stood up on the stage. She hooked her thumbs under the sides of her thong & slowly dropped it to the floor. She was completely naked & completely stunning. Her cock was hard & sticking straight out, just begging to be sucked. She walked back over & sat back down on the edge of the stage, her magnificent cock now just inches from my face.

“Go ahead baby,” she purred, “taste me.”

I leaned forward & took her cock into my mouth as I had done so many times before. I knew she liked when I worked around the top, probed my tongue into the slit & fucked the head of her cock with my tongue. “Mmmmmm, that’s wonderful sweetie,” she cooed, “but don’t make me cum too fast, because tonight I’m going to cum in your sweet little ass!!”

I almost choked when I heard that. I pulled istanbul escort off her cock with an audible “Pop” & looked up longingly into her eyes. “That’s right baby,” she said, “I’m going to take your cherry for your birthday tonight, right here.” I couldn’t believe my ears, I almost came in my pants right then. Tatayana was going to fuck me, cum inside me, & make me hers.

“Get me nice & wet baby, I don’t want to hurt you.” I took my cue & went back to work on her dick with my mouth. I sucked up & down, licking from tip to base, trying my best to make sure she was as hard as she has ever been, ready to fuck me, ready to give me what I wanted most.

“Stand up for me baby.” She said. “Take off those clothes & let me see you.”

I stood up & took off my shirt as she unbuckled my belt & unbuttoned my pants. I keep myself in decent shape, I’m no body builder, but I’m not bad. I could sense her approval as she ran her hands over my hairy chest. “Mmmmmm, like a big old teddy bear,” she cooed. “I can’t wait to fuck you baby,” she said causing my dick to jump in my boxers.

“Well, I see someone is excited by that,” she said, obviously noticing that I was tenting bad now. “Let’s get those off of you & see if we can have some fun!!”. I slid my boxers down exposing my cock. “Very nice,” she purred as she wrapped her hand around my dick. “I want you to cum for me all night long.” & with that, she took me into her mouth.

OH MY GOD!! I thought. Her mouth was like velvet, so soft, so delicate as she worked her way up & down my shaft. She used her tongue expertly, & licked my cock from top to bottom. While her mouth had me almost ready to explode, she reached her hand around my waist & began to fondle my ass. I felt her reach down & rub her fingers over my asshole while she sucked my cock. I was so close to cumming but I wanted to hold on, to savor & enjoy this for as long as possible. Then Tatayana pushed her index finger into my ass & my cock exploded.

“Oh God!!” I cried as my cock erupted. Tatayana, without batting any eye, held me firmly in place, my cock in her mouth & her finger up my ass as I writhed, bucked, & came like I hadn’t cum in years. I almost blacked out from the pleasure as she sucked me dry. After what seemed like an eternity, she eased me back into my seat & stood up.

“Well…how was that honey???” she asked.

I couldn’t even form intelligible words at that moment, all I could do was smile up her with this goofy look on my face.

“I thought you would enjoy that baby, but just you wait for what’s coming next” she said, with a hint of excitement in her voice.

She extended her hand to me, to help me stand on my wobbly legs, however, the fact that Tatayana was partially feeding it to me now really turned me on.

“Are you ready for this baby??” she asked lovingly.

“I’ve wanted this since the day I met you!!” I responded.

Tatayana reached down between us & grabbed both of our cocks in her hand. She started rubbing her cock against mine, stroking them both together. “Me too baby” she said. “After our first night, I knew I had to have you.” She increased her pace a little, almost fucking my cock with hers. Rubbing her head on the underside of mine, running her length up & down mine, probing around the head, pushing into my cock slit, pushing her cock into my balls, it felt amazing. I was putty in her hands.

“I think you are ready for me,” she said, “stand up baby & bend over for Tatayana.”

I hopped off the stage & turned around, putting my hands on the stage & leaning forward, sticking my ass up into the air. “So nice baby,” Tatayana purred, “I can’t wait to get my cock in your tight little hole.”

I glanced over my shoulder & saw my goddess, standing behind me, her cock glistening with my saliva, stroking it, ready to fuck me. I was so turned on I could barely contain myself. Even though I had just cum only a few minutes ago, I felt like I was going to explode again at any moment.

“Are you ready baby??” Tatayana asked. I could feel her cock head brushing up against my asshole. It was so naughty, me bent over the stage in a strip club, a gorgeous TS about to put her dick inside me & fuck me.

“Yes baby, I’m ready for you,” was my reply.

“I’m going to go slow at first, so you can get used to me, OK baby??” she said.

With that I felt her push her hips forward, & her cock head push on my asshole. I tried to relax to allow her entrance, but my muscles involuntarily clinched up. “Relax baby,” she said. “Don’t push me out, just relax & let me in.”

Tatayana pushed a little harder & I felt her head pop past my ring, she was inside me. “That’s it baby,” she said, “just relax & let Tatayana take you.”

Surprisingly, it didn’t really hurt, I just felt an immense pressure on my bowels, like I needed to go to the bathroom but couldn’t. I tried to relax even more so Tatayana could get her cock bakırköy escort further inside. She must have felt my grip loosen because I felt her shift forward & start to feed more of her cock into me.

“That’s it baby, take Tatayana’s cock. I know you want it, let me give it to you baby. Let me fuck you.”

I could feel her inching her way in. God this felt amazing. My ass was opening to allow her inside, slowly, but surely. I loved the feeling of being stuffed by her cock, but I wanted more, I wanted her to fuck me.

“Almost there baby, you almost have all of me,” she said.

Then I felt her balls brush up against mine & I knew she was buried to the hilt inside of me. God, I felt so full with her cock inside of me. “I’m in baby,” she said, “Do you like that?? Is this what you’ve wanted?? To be filled by my cock baby??” she asked.

“No,” I said, “I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me & fill me with your seed baby, pump your cock empty inside of me.”

“Mmmmmm, we’re going to have fun baby.”

With that, Tatayana slid her cock out of me & slammed back in, all in one motion. “Oh shit!!” I cried out, almost blacking out from the pain. “Shhhhh baby, I promise it will start to feel good in a minute,” she reassured me.

Then she did it again, and again, and again until I found myself pushing my ass back against her, meeting her thrusts. “That’s it baby,” she said, “You want Tatayana’s dick, don’t you??”

“Oh God!! Yes!! Fuck me baby!! Make me cum!!” I cried.

“Mmmmmmm,” she purred as she thrust her throbbing cock back inside of me, “you like that, don’t you?? You want my big girl cock, don’t you baby??

And I did. I wanted her to fuck me, use me for her pleasure. She put her right hand up on my right shoulder & her left leg up on the stage for leverage as she pounded my ass with her glorious girl cock. I was getting fucked by my goddess, she was sawing away at my ass now, worked into a good lather, our balls slapping together as she fucked me, deep & hard. With each thrust I could feel her cock inside of me, claiming my body as hers, taking me.

“Your ass is so good baby,” she said, “I could fuck it every day.”

I could feel her tits pressed against my back as she fucked me. Mounted on top of me like a wild, horny animal, her instincts taking over, ravaging me at her will. She reached around & grabbed my cock, which was like an iron rod, & started stroking me in rhythm to her thrusts.

“Are you going to cum for me?? Are you going to cum with me inside of you baby??” she hissed into my ear. I could feel her hot breath panting on my neck as she fucked & stroked me simultaneously. I was in a complete state of euphoria, never wanting this to end.

“Call out my name baby, tell everyone who you belong to when you cum,” she commanded.

Almost on cue, I could feel my cock twitch in her hand, start to spasm, & then erupt all over the stage.

“I’m yours forever Tatayana, my goddess,” I cried out. “Fuck me baby, use me for your pleasure!!”

I coated the stage with cum. I had no idea how I came so much but it just kept flowing forth. Even after I stopped, it continued to drip out of my cock like a faucet that wasn’t completely turned off. Tatayana pushed the back of my head down to a pool of cum on the stage in front of me. “Lick baby,” she breathed into my ear, “Taste your cum.” I did as I was told & licked the glob of cum, my cum, completely into my mouth.

“Now swallow baby.”

Again, I did as I was told & swallowed my cum.

“That’s so fucking hot baby!!” Tatayana said. “I’m so close to cumming, to filling your belly with my seed, to marking you as mine. Do you want to have my baby?? Do you want me to fill you with my seed & make you pregnant??”

Even though we both knew this was a ridiculous statement, in the throes of this mind-bending sex we were having, it actually was pretty hot to hear. I even surprised myself with my response.

“Yes, Tatayana. Give me your seed, I want to have your baby!! Fill me up with your cum!!”

Seemingly even more aroused by my response, Tatayana’s pace quickened & she thrust her dick harder & harder into my ass. I could feel her heartbeat, throbbing through her cock as she fucked me, harder & deeper. I could tell she was close, she was about to cum inside of me.

“AHHHHHHHHH,” she cried out, & I felt her cock unload inside of my ass, painting my insides with her warm, sticky goodness. She shoved her cock as deep as she could & continued to ejaculate, spurt after spurt deep in my bowels. I was so filled by her, I could feel my stomach swelling, trying to hold all of her cum.

Without missing a beat, she pulled her cock from my ass & spun me around so I was facing her. She pushed me down to my knees & shoved her still cumming cock down my throat.

“Fuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkk!!”

I had no idea how she was still cumming, but she was, & she unloaded her remaining seed into my waiting mouth. I eagerly slurped away at her cock as she painted my tonsils with her nectar, feeding me as if I was a starving baby. Three mouthfuls later, she finally stopped, completely spent & collapsed back into the chair behind her.

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We weren’t 10 minutes out of town and Petra already had her lips on Ricky’s cock. He slouched way down in the back of James’ red Ford Mustang and let her work. I was in the front passenger seat with a pile of CDs in my lap.

“They’ve already started,” I said.

James adjusted his rearview and took a peek. He smirked.

“It’s gonna be a good fuckin’ weekend,” James laughed.

As the trees picked by the car in a blur, I picked out a homemade CD titled “Techno mix” and plugged it into the player. I punched up the bass a couple notches and cranked the volume way up. When I turned around, Petra was still slobbering on Ricky’s eight-inch pole. Both were oblivious to anything happening around them. Ricky looked close to cumming. My cock rose. I wished it were my lips on his helmet.

“Not yet,” James said instinctively. “But it’ll be your turn soon enough.”

James was driving us from the suburb where we all worked at an accounting firm to my parents’ beach house. They invited me to use it one fall weekend and to bring a few friends. I picked Petra, Ricky and James because we had a special kind of relationship.

A few months back, we’d all attended “fetish” night at a local bar where everyone is encouraged to dress in leather, lace and anything else usually reserved for the bedroom. One woman showed up in nothing but body paint. Most of the guys didn’t wear anything unusual and came just to check out the chicks. The four of us geek accountants arrived straight from the office and found a corner table to observe the action. The conversation flowed and inevitably turned to sex. Tongues slowly loosened. Turns out, we all had a bundles of secret fantasies locked in our brains and no way to get them out.

By the end of the night, we’d made a pact.

We agreed to throw off any inhibitions we had about sex and just do whatever felt good. If someone wanted to try something, all he or she had to do was ask the others. We didn’t laugh at each other’s fantasies, no matter how twisted they seemed. And no one would get hurt if someone said “no” to a hook-up. The only strict rule we had was that all sex had to be consensual.

The arrangement gave us opportunity to live out every weird sexual fantasy we’d ever had. I wanted to try dressing in lingerie and sucking cock, so Ricky came to my apartment and let me do it. Petra wanted to get gang-banged. The three of us guys were happy to oblige.

We eventually gave it a name: “Fuck Club.”

It was easy to understand why we guys would agree to the arrangement. We were sex-starved dorks, clumsy with women and utterly hopeless. But Petra was like a model. She had long dark hair and a figure that reminded me of Angelina Jolie. But I wasn’t stupid enough to ask her why she joined our little sex cult. I was just happy she did.

Don’t get me wrong: James and Ricky weren’t hopeless. Both had rippling muscles and fatal smiles. With his blonde hair, James reminded me of a California surfer dude. And Ricky’s shaggy dark hair made him look like snowboarder. If either of them lacked anything, it was self-confidence.

My cock was raging by the time we reached the beach house. I could still taste Ricky’s jizz on my tongue as the car wheels crunched on the gravel driveway. At my request, Petra had kissed his cum into mouth after he shot his load.

I swallowed.

But when we rounded the bend in the driveway and cleared the palm trees, I gulped. A red convertible Mercedes was parked next to the house.

“What the fuck is my sister doing here?” I asked.

The whole weekend flashed before my eyes. A long drive back to ‘burbs. No weird sex. No falling asleep to the sound of waves rolling up on the beach.

I must’ve turned white because Petra said, “Maybe she’s just picking up a few things.”

“Yeah, maybe,” I said.

But I knew that was bullshit. Kate attended a college three hours from the beach house. She wouldn’t have made the journey without the intention of staying for a while.

James parked the Mustang next to Kate’s car. The sea breeze smacked me in the face when I stepped out. I walked quickly to the front door with my three friends in tow. I tried the knob. It opened without a key. We dropped our luggage in the foyer, went down a hallway and walked into the living room.

And there was Kate.

Her face was buried in some Latin guy’s ass. He was naked and in the doggy style position on the couch. She was spreading his cheeks and eating him out. Kate still had on a lacy black bra and matching thong. The lingerie contrasted nicely with her pale skin. Her long red hair concealed her face, but her jerking body movements suggested she was having a good time. So was the guy. He was breathing hard and saying, “Das’ right. Eat tha’ ass, baby.”

James and Petra looked at each other and smiled.

“Soon enough,” James said.

Ricky snickered.

The guy looked up and saw us. He lunged for his jeans, which were in a ball next to the couch. Kate almost fell on her face. When she righted her self and cleared away her hair, she saw me. Kate kağıthane escort had the most precious look on her face. Total bewilderment.

“Hi, sis,” I said with mock cheer.

Kate sighed and fell back on the couch.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she asked.

“Interesting question,” I said. “I was about to ask you the same thing.”

Kate rolled her eyes.

“Mom and dad said me and Ernesto could use the house for the weekend,” she said. “So, I think you and your friends should get the fuck out of here. We want our privacy.”

“Ernesto?” I asked.

Kate motioned to the ass-munching recipient, who was now pulling on jeans and a black T-shirt.

“My boyfriend,” Kate said. “He’s an exchange student. We met in biology lab.”

I shook my head.

“Nice,” I said. “Well, if you think me and my friends are going to bug out of here, you’re fucked in the head. We just drove two hours. And I’m the older one. If anyone should go, it’s you!”

Kate jumped off the couch and stood defiantly.

“Listen, you fuckin’ asshole,” she said with a pointed finger. “If you want to start getting belligerent, maybe I’ll just have Ernesto beat your ass!”

I looked over at Ernesto. His muscles bulged as he cracked his knuckles. We glared at each other.

“Bring it on, fucker,” I said.

Petra stepped between us.

“All right, all right,” she said. “Let’s just cool it. I think I know how we can all go home happy.”

Petra took Kate by the hand and guided her to the couch. They sat next to each other. Ernesto relaxed his hands. So did I. We all found places to sit while Petra and my sister talked.

“Kate, we’re brother’s friends,” Petra said, motioning to James and Rick. “And I’m going to be straight up with you. We all came here to fuck our brains out. I think you did the same thing. Am I right?”

Kate looked across Kate’s lap at Ernesto and blushed.

“Who wouldn’t?” Kate said.

Ernesto smiled sheepishly, as Petra leaned in close to Kate.

“I agree,” Petra said, clasping my sister’s hand in her lap. “So, I was just wondering why we all couldn’t hang out together this weekend.”

Lost in Petra’s penetrating blue eyes, Kate furrowed up her brow ever so slightly.

“What do you mean?” Kate asked.

Petra leaned in to give Kate a passionate kiss. Kate never flinched. She opened her mouth and accepted Petra’s tongue. While their faces were pressed together, Petra groped for Ernesto’s cock.

All the guys in the room flashed their mugs at me to see how I’d react. But I didn’t. I was afraid to avert my stare from the show, lest I miss something. A serious woody grew in my jeans.

The threesome didn’t disappoint. Kate helped Petra hike up her skirt and slipped a finger under her silky, white panties. While Kate finger fucked Petra, Ernesto whipped out his dong and laid back. Petra stroked his pecker with flourish. He had close to a foot, the biggest cock I’d ever seen in person.

It was all getting very hot. James, Ricky and I were poised on the edges of our chairs, ready to jump in. But then Kate pushed Petra back. Petra’s hand left Ernesto’s rod.

“What’s the matter?” Petra said. “Is it that you don’t want your brother here?”

Kate looked at me and then back at Petra.

“No,” Kate said. “Larry’s fine. It’s just that there are so many guys. I wish we had another woman to even things out.”

Petra looked at me and smiled devilishly. I smiled back.

“I think we can do that,” Petra said.

Kate perked up.

“Really?” she asked. “How?”

Petra didn’t have to say another word. I ran to the foyer and got Petra’s bag. I dropped it in her lap. Petra opened the zipper and pulled out a neon pink bikini top.

“I think one of these guys might be willing to switch sides,” Petra said, while dangling the bikini from her pinky finger.

Kate laughed.

“And who might that be?” she asked.

I snatched the bikini.

“Anything for my sister,” I said.

I pulled off my tie-dye T-shirt and threw it in the corner. The top of the bikini was already tied. I draped it around my neck.

“Petra, dear,” I said. “Will you tie me up?”

“Certainly,” she said.

Petra came up behind me. I felt the string tighten around my chest and few gentle tugs as Petra made the knot. I adjusted the cups so they covered my breasts. I was starting to feel like a woman, so I acted like it, too.

“I feel so pretty!” I said, while throwing my arms in the air.

Everyone laughed.

“You look pretty, babe,” Petra said. “Put these on.”

She threw me the bottoms. I stripped off my sandals, shorts and underwear. The bottoms were hot pants rather than a thong, which made it easier to fit my cock and balls inside.

“Make-up time,” Petra said. “Have a seat.”

She patted the spot next to her on the couch. Kate watched with utter shock as Petra painted my lips with red lipstick.

“A-a-are you homo?” Kate asked.

Petra capped the lipstick and had me close my eyes so she elit escort istanbul could do my eyeliner.

“I like to think I transcend strict definitions,” I said.

“Oh,” Kate said, obviously baffled.

When Petra finished with my eyeliner, eye shadow and rouge, she got a black wig out of her bag and put it on my head. It was a sexy page-boy cut like something out of the 1920s. Petra finished me off with a spray of perfume.

“Wow,” Kate said. “You almost look like the real thing.”

“It’s all thanks to Petra,” I said.

“Thank you,” Petra said.

“Well,” Kate said. “What do we do now?”

I leaned over and planted a sloppy kiss on my sister’s lips. She didn’t pull away. I probed her lips with my tongue. She let me inside. Her breath smelled like spearmint. When Kate wanted to tongue my mouth, I let her. I felt a hand on my prick and looked out of the corner of my eye. It was Ernesto.

“Les’ fuck dees slut,” he said.

James and Ricky roared their approval. One of them grabbed me from behind and threw me to the floor. On my knees, I was helpless. Ernesto was the first to take advantage. He jammed his cock in my face.

“Suck eet, you filthy beetch,” he said.

I opened my mouth. Ernesto shoved the whole thing inside me. I gagged and instinctively tried to pull away. Ernesto wouldn’t let me. Gripping the back of my head, he held is meat pole deep in my throat. I looked up at him. His eyes blazed with fury.

“Take eet, puta!” he said.

I had no choice but to cope with his cock inside me. I relaxed. When oxygen returned to my lungs, I stopped struggling.

Ernesto began face-fucking me. He pulled out slowly and then quickly plunged himself back in. I made sure my teeth didn’t get in the way. All that touched his cock was soft, wet flesh. His stokes quickened. He was pushing himself all the way into me each time. His soft, curly pubic hair tickled my nose.

When his eyes rolled back into his head, I figured he was about to cum. I closed my eyes and waited for the wave. Instead, I felt his prick abruptly pull out of my mouth. At first, I was disappointed. I wanted his sweet gunk in me.

But then Ernesto explained.

“Your turn,” he said to no one in particular. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

I had a chance to glimpse some of the action going on around me. A full-fledged orgy had broken out.

Ricky was banging Kate. Down to nothing but her bra, she leaned back on the couch with her legs spread open. Ricky, who was naked, kneeled on the floor between her thighs and grunted each time he thrust his hips forward.

Petra was blowing James. Totally naked, he lay back on the couch next to Kate with his legs open. Petra’s jet hair flopped all over the place as her head bobbed. She was down to a lacy white bra and thong.

James gently patted Petra on the shoulder when he saw Ernesto backing away from me. She looked up.

“Get the dildo and the lube,” he said. “And get her ready.”

James pointed at me.

“Ernesto might want to try her out,” he said.

Petra looked over her shoulder, bit her lip for a second and then smiled.

“Gladly,” she said.

Petra rushed to her bag and got a thin gold dildo about six inches long and a tube of “Dr. Feelgood” lube. I was still on my knees when she came over to me. I admired her body from my subservient position. She had smooth, tan thighs. Her dark pubic hair showed through her silky panties. She had a flat stomach and amazing C-cup tits. Everything all natural, uncorrupted by age or silicone.

Petra slapped the dildo into the palm of her hand like a pissed-off cop with a nightstick.

“Assume the position,” she said.

I buried my head in the carpet and used my hands to spread open my butt cheeks. The thought of letting someone shove anything up my rear always made my butt hole tighten. But Petra knew just what to do.

We’d been through this before. I heard the lube squirt into her hand. And then came the smacking noises as she spread the slime across the plastic.

All I could see was carpet, but I knew exactly what Petra was doing by the sounds she made. She twisted the bottom of the fuckstick, and it hummed to life. Petra set the contraption on my bung hole without shoving it inside. The vibrations sent a pleasant shiver up my back.

“Oh, yes,” Ernesto said. “Look at de goose bumps.”

Petra playfully wiggled the dildo. My asshole loosened. She pushed the tip inside me. I gasped.

“Oh my God!” Kate said. “He’s actually letting her do it.”

I heard James laugh.

Petra slowly worked the dildo in and out of my ass. She did it with a gentleness that can only come from a woman. Each time she pushed the plastic inside me, my ass craved more. Petra sensed it. She gave it to me harder. The vibrator whined, changing pitch as Petra penetrated my hole ever deeper. I heard myself groaning.

“Das eet,” Ernesto said. “Muevete!”

The dildo fell away from my ass with an angry buzz. Before I could look up, Ernesto’s fingers dug into my hips. fatih escort I wasn’t sure if I was ready for his injection. But I had no choice. He slid himself deep inside me.

“Uh!” I yelped.

It was the largest load I’d ever taken. Pain gripped my hole. But if Ernesto felt any sympathy, he didn’t show it. He started pumping, slowly and methodically. My ass began to adapt. The pain turned to pleasure. At that moment, I learned an important lesson: Anal sex with a well-hung guy is like coffee — it’s an acquired taste.

But not my sister’s pussy. I liked the taste of that the second it touched my tongue.

Ricky gave it to me. While Ernesto fucked me, Ricky lifted my head. His legs were spread. His prick pulsed inches from my lips.

“This has been in your sister’s twat,” he said. “Wanna taste?”

I nodded. Making sure to keep my ass at a convenient angle for Ernesto, I propped myself up on my elbows. Ricky inched himself closer. I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. The salty taste of his skin mingling with my sister’s juices agreed with me. I slowly slid down his pole. My tongue rubbed against the veined underside. He moaned appreciatively. I took the whole thing into my mouth. I pulled back just as slowly and then started dropping my head again. Halfway down, Ricky exploded into my mouth. I refused to let a single drop get away. His warm salty jizz slid down my throat.

Ricky fell back on the floor next to Kate. She was now laying on the carpet with her legs spread. In the doggy style position, Petra was eating her out. James was behind Petra, pumping her pussy from behind. Kate had her hand on the back of Petra’s head.

No one had even stroked my prick, but I had to struggle to keep the jizz in my loins.

Ernesto’s thrusts quickened. They became violent. I imagined his cum rushing into my butt cavity. I wanted it so badly. But once again, just as I thought he was going to explode, Ernesto pulled out.

He rushed over to Kate with his hard prick in his hand. Ernesto kneeled next to her and grabbed a handful of her red hair. He jerked her head to the side and aimed his cock at her mouth.

“Open!” he yelled.

Kate made a big “O” with her mouth. Ernesto unleashed a tidal wave of cum. The first spurt hit her upper lip. The second smacked her chin. By the third squirt, Ernesto had found her tongue. I thought each shot would be the last, but the cum just kept shooting. By the time Ernesto backed away, it looked like he’d dumped a bowl of coconut pudding on her head.

“No swallow,” he said to Kate.

And then to James and Ricky, he said, “Vatos, now you. Cum in dees beetch mouth.”

James pulled out of Petra and rushed to Kate. It took him less than 10 seconds to spill his load. But it was a highly effective 10 seconds. When he finished, Kate’s mouth was overflowing with jizz.

Ricky had cum twice already that day, but he had amazing regenerative powers. He knelt next to Kate and started stroking himself. Petra eased in behind him to help. She pressed her tits against his back and took over for Ricky’s right hand. He popped almost immediately. But Petra didn’t let him shoot on Kate’s face. Petra aimed his cock at the bare skin between Kate’s tits.

My sister was an absolute mess. She lay there with a pool of cum in her open mouth. Little streams of three guys’ jizz ran down her cheeks, chin, neck and chest.

“Now, maricon, you clean it up,” Ernesto said.

He shoved me toward Kate. Her eyes locked onto mine. They held one unmistakable message: “Yes!”

I lapped the cum off her chest and then her neck. She smelled sweet and tasted salty. I moved to her chin and then her cheeks. I went slowly, taking care to get every drop.

When her skin was clean, Kate pursed her lips together and guided me to my back. She positioned her sealed lips about six inches above mine and flipped her hair to the side. I knew exactly what to do. I opened wide.

Kate let the cum roll off her lips. The stream descended slowly, hovering a quarter inch above my tongue for what seemed an eternity. Then it hit. I let the cum pool in my mouth. Kate filled it up.

“Swallow eet!” Ernesto said.

When the last drop fell from Kate’s lips, I followed his order. It took three gulps to get it all down.

Kate kneeled next to the couch.

“Ready to relieve some pressure?” she asked.

Kate patted one of the seat cushions next to Petra. I stripped off my hot pants and flopped onto the couch. Kate put her lips on my cock. Petra tweaked my nipples. I exploded immediately. The relief was amazing. It was like dumping ten pounds of fluid all at once.

Kate held my jizz in her mouth as she climbed onto me, straddling my lap. She looked longingly into my eyes, as if she were about to say something very touching.

And then she exploded on me. She spit the cum back at me in a spray. My face was a mess.

Ernesto burst into laughter.

“Fucking faggot,” he said.

Kate was snickering.

James and Ricky looked at me, wondering how I’d take it all. I smiled.

“A faggot,” I said, “And loving every minute of it.”

I leaned over and gave Petra a long, deep kiss.

When I pulled back, we all had a good laugh.

It turned out James was right: It was a good fuckin’ weekend. And that’s not all.

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Author’s Note: It is with great pleasure that I now present the final chapter in the story of dominique. her story has been told, and I know she will live on in the hearts of many. Keep an eye out, I will be commencing a new story soon.

Hmmm. i was disoriented when i woke up, not sure of where i was in the almost pitch blackness. i lifted my head slightly and tried to survey my surroundings through sleepy squinted eyes. i realised this was O/our bedroom and Andrew was sleeping peacefully beside me. i wondered how long i had been sleeping. i felt a bit stiff from being on my stomach and i rolled over. Not a good idea! i sharply sucked in my breath through clenched teeth and lifted my shoulders off the bed. Memories of last night came flooding back… Andrew, Paul, kate, and being pushed to my limits and beyond for the first time. Rolling back onto my stomach and waiting for the pain from my lashing to subside, i lay awake, thinking all kinds of things.

The first thing i thought was: i never want to get lashed like that again.

Once the foggy haze began to lift from my brain, i was able to focus my thoughts, and began thinking about what last night had taught me…

i will be more considered in the things that i say to people and will gladly do exactly what is expected of me. Why i even want to deny myself some of the pleasures i receive when i am good, i don’t know. But certain things *are* expected of me and as my Master’s submissive i will gladly do them, and not begrudgingly. i long to see the pleasure in His eyes that my good behaviour gives Him. Because truthfully, it *is* what drives me. And it *is* why i feel guilty when my behaviour is not as He expects.

i will try to curb the excess thinking i do. Like with Paul. Whatever possessed me to think i could capture the hearts of two Dominant males? my god. One is enough for any red-blooded woman. Two is just downright greedy. The pleasures i receive from Paul should be because they please my Master. Not me. The pleasures i get are secondary.

i tucked my arms up under me with my hands under my chin. In the darkness i watched Andrew sleep. Andrew. my Master. my beloved Master. For i do love Him. i love who He is and how He is. i love all the things He has done for me and the things He will do. i love that in me He saw the makings of someone suited to this Life. i love the rules and the clear cut boundaries. i love that when i please Him, i know it. i know because He smiles His beautiful crooked smile, and He tells me how well i have done. i also love that He cares enough to correct me when i displease Him. Nothing festers. Nothing goes on and on. No snide comments. No secrets. my desire to please Him grows by the day, by the hour and by the minute.

There was just one thing bothering me. i yawned and closed my eyes…

Two nights ago it was…

“I don’t give a fuck.”

It was hard to get comfortable at first… but eventually i fell back to sleep…

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“dominique…”

I was whispering to her, her face just inches from Mine.

“dominique…”

she was fretting in her sleep.

“dominique… wake up…”

I touched her face gently.

“i don’t give a fuck…”

I raised My eyebrows and smiled.

“huh… oh…. oohhh Sir…”

“It’s all right.”

“Oh Sir… please… “

“shhh… let Me take a look.”

I hoisted Myself up into a sitting position beside her. I picked up the light sheet over her and drew it down, folding it at the top of her ass, exposing her back.

I must say I was a little concerned. The almost olive skin of her back was mottled with marks.

“It’s alright pet… nothing that won’t heal in a day or so.”

“i just feel a bit stiff Sir…”

she would be fine. I remembered what a coach of Mine told Me once, “…it’s only pain.” I don’t think he had ever been lashed though. I smiled wryly at the thought.

I touched My fingertips to the places where her perfect skin was untouched by My hand.

What had I done?

dominique stirred like a cat and stretched.

“Mmmm …Your fingers feel nice, my Master.”

I was looking down at the back of her head, and I reached up to draw her hair back over her ear. I leaned down and kissed the edge of that perfect ear, being careful not to touch her back.

“…dominique?” I whispered once more.

“mmmmm yes Master?”

“you were dreaming…”

“i don’t remember Sir…”

“you said something…” I changed My mind, “W/we will talk about it later.”

“Yes Sir.”

“How about I make U/us some breakfast?”

“i would take on an army of heathens for some bacon and eggs Sir!” I could hear the grin in her voice. she would definitely be all right.

“Then bacon and eggs it is. Do you want Me to cover you?”

“Actually, Sir, the cool air feels good.”

“Okay pet, stay there. I’ll bring it up when it’s ready.”

“Thank You Sir.”

I stood and walked toward the door, turning as I reached it. I looked back at My dominique, laying çapa escort quietly, arms tucked under her, black hair aglow under a shaft of the morning sun streaking through the window above the bed.

God, she was so much like rachel…

I sighed softly, turned and walked out, making My way to the kitchen…

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i have a tattoo of a scorpion on my ankle. Not very imaginative, considering it is my astrological sign. It was a present i gave myself when i turned eighteen. Something i always wanted. i thought about that tattoo because that is how my back felt. Like i had been tattooed. Forever marked. Forever changed. Sore, and yet pleased. i smiled to myself. i was happy in the strangest way.

i had deserved my punishment. i had received it. i had survived. i could move forward now. A clean slate. A new beginning.

i love my life.

mmmm i could smell bacon and my tummy rumbled. i couldn’t eat like this. i had to sit up. i got up to my hands and knees and sat back on my heels, kneeling, looking out the window. It was a beautiful day and the sun was on my face and chest. i had to stretch. i interlocked my fingers behind my head and pulled back my elbows. i slowly arched my back right to its extremity. The tight skin over my shoulder blades slowly stretched, as did the skin at the top of my ass. mmmmmm it was…. God, so weird. It felt really good. i mean, the pain was there. But i had accepted that. And it wasn’t THAT bad. It was like i was… exercising the pain. Controlling it. It was strangely invigorating. The images of last night flashed before my eyes. Something had changed.

Usually i would be thinking about how incredible it was, the things i had done, or the things that had been done to me. But not today. Today i was closer to my skin. i was happy with myself.

i felt the warmth of the sun on me. i let my head fall back so the sun was on my neck. my hair dangled down and the ends brushed the top of my ass. i combed my fingers through my hair and tossed it back, shaking my head. As i knelt up straight my hair was drawn gently up my back, and it tickled.

i closed my eyes and reached up, grasping my nipples and pinching them firmly, pulling them out from my body and releasing them.

“Mmmmm…”

my eyes sprung open. “Am i insane?” i thought to myself and giggled. i fell onto the bed in fits of laughter, thoughts of my sore back lost as i laughed at my own folly.

“dominique?”

Ahh!

Andrew stood in the doorway, a silver tray in His hands.

“Um,” i giggled as i struggled back up to my knees, facing Him, “yes Sir?”

“Are you alright?”

“my Master, i am better than ever!” i gushed, sitting back on my heels and beaming.

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I like to cook. I enjoy it. It’s methodical and satisfying to create a meal. O/one plans, O/one provides O/oneself with everything necessary, and O/one executes. Simple. Clear cut. If only life were so cut and dried. While filling the kitchen and the rest of the house with the aroma of bacon, eggs, tomato and onions, I reminisced.

rachel loved to cook. If I closed My eyes I could almost see her. Hear her. Prancing about the kitchen, singing to herself. Something about her has never left Me. The ‘what ifs’. What if that tumour had been discovered, or treated earlier. What if I had noticed something… something sooner… something that might have given her a chance…

rachel would have loved dominique. they could have easily been sisters. Similar temperment. Even a similar look about them, though I had always liked a short brunette. I smiled to Myself. I flipped the bacon and resolved to introduce dominique to the rachel I knew and loved. Maybe it would help to explain a few things.

I wiped My hands on the kitchen towel and walked into the den, pulling a photo album from the shelf. I put it under My arm and turned back to the kitchen. It had been a long time since I had looked at pictures of rachel. I had thought I should stop poring over them. So I did. Then along came dominique. Thanks to her, most of My leisure time had been very well spent for quite some time now.

I opened the album on the kitchen bench while I finished the cooking and started tidying up. The picture I opened to was of rachel on her knees pointing up at Me, into the camera. she was fully clothed in a summer dress. It was the day I told her she would be Mine always. she was smiling and laughing. I sighed and closed the album. “It’s time,” I thought to Myself.

The experiences dominique and I have shared have been eye opening at the very least. W/we have explored scenes beyond what rachel and I had. she has amused and excited Me like no other I have been tempted by, and she has pleased Me greatly. Not all the time. she is not perfect. Perfection is highly over-rated anyway. Striving for perfection… well… that’s different. dominique does strive. her desire to please Me is unquestionable. I just wonder what she is thinking right now.

she is probably istanbul escort bayan feeling very sore and sorry for herself, and for her actions. After breakfast I will tend to her back again. Soothe her. I owe her that. I loaded all the food onto one plate and grabbed a fork and napkin and placed it all on a tray and made My way to the bedroom, with one small detour. I grabbed dominique’s collar from the playroom doorknob where Paul had so thoughtfully left it. dominique’s whipping had proved too great a distraction, and replacing My collar around dominique’s neck took a backseat.

I placed her collar on the tray next to O/our breakfast, pleased I had remembered it. I had tiptoed up the last couple of steps and walked silently across the landing. At the door to the bedroom I stood staring at the sight of dominique in a giggling fit after having been thrashed less that eight hours before.

I wondered for a moment what was so amusing, before I got caught up in her revelry.

“Are you alright?”

“my Master, i am better than ever!” she gushed, sitting back on her heels and grinning at Me.

“Well, that is certainly a surprise dominique. And a nice surprise at that. Perhaps with some food you will feel yourself even more.”

“Mmmmm… yes Sir, i am famished!”

“Okay, but there is one formality to take care of before W/we eat.”

“Yes Sir?”

I placed the tray on the bed and picked up dominique’s collar. I smiled and sat beside her on the bed, reaching up and gently placing it around her neck, and closing the clasp.

“Mmmm, perfect… wear it with pride dominique.”

she ran her fingertips over it and blushed.

“i will always be loathe to remove it Sir.”

I leaned into her and kissed her nose.

“C’mon L/let’s eat…”

W/we lay curled around the tray feeding each O/other morsels. Before long dominique had eaten her fill and was laying on her stomach, wiping her mouth with the napkin I had brought. I finished what was left and did the same.

“There is something I want to share with you dominique.”

“Yes Sir?”

“Let Me get rid of this stuff and I will show you.”

“Yes Sir.”

I returned a few minutes later with the album under one arm. Why was I so nervous? I propped up some pillows at the head of the bed and got comfortable with My back against them. dominique got comfortable too, laying beside Me, elbow bent, propping her head up on her hand, eyes wide and wondering.

“What is this Sir?”

“Hush dominique, all will be revealed.”

“Yes Sir.”

For the next half hour or so I recounted the various times and places shown in the photographs. I described the emotions they evoked. The plans. The holidays. What happened. The doctors. The hospitals. The funeral. A half hour turned into an hour as dominique lay her head on My chest and listened to the tale of rachel. How W/we met, how close W/we became and O/our journey into this world. How much I loved her, and love her still.

“Which is why I find it difficult to share sometimes dominique.”

“With respect Sir, You are sharing right now. No earlier nor later than i had the right to expect.” she smiled up at Me.

“It’s just that I find it difficult sometimes… “

“May this girl speak freely please Sir?”

“Hard to turn down a request like that dominique,” I smiled, “of course you can possum.”

“Well Sir, i just wanted You to know that i feel very privileged that You have shared rachel with me… i would never expect You to forget her Sir. my only hope is that You can love me half as much as You did her. i would be a very happy woman if You could Sir.” she beamed at Me.

“I do love you dominique..”

“You do Sir?”

“I love you more than I have cared to admit.”

“Oh Sir…” A tear ran from her eye. “And the other night Sir? When You said ‘I don’t give a fuck’?”

“I had been distracted all day. Coming to terms with how I feel. It was dishonest to say what I did. But it was said in rachel’s honour. I don’t know how better to explain it.”

“i think i understand Sir.”

“you do?”

“You sometimes feel like it should be her here, not me.”

“But that’s not fair.”

“Truth doesn’t need to be fair Sir, it just needs to be the Truth.”

“you are right.”

“my dear Master, as long as You have room for me in Your heart, i will continue to feel secure in my submission to You.”

Now it was Me that was tearing up.

“dominique, I apologise for what I said the other night. It was unfair and a demonstration of a lack of self-control. Even selfish. Something a Dominant is prone to on occasions. But something I usually have better control over. I’m sorry possum.”

“Sir, it just bothered me that’s all. But as an explanation, i think i have been spoiled Sir.”

I smiled at her softly. she wrapped her arm around My middle and snuggled into Me, laying her head once again on My chest.

“And Sir?”

“Yes dominique…”

“i love You too Sir.”

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i güngören escort held onto Andrew tightly once i said those words. His hand came down so gently upon my naked back and caressed it. His fingertips traced the edges of the welts.

“Is it bad Sir?”

“Depends what you call bad dominique…”

“Should i look Sir?”

“Only if you want to see…”

“i think i want to see…”

“you are darkly bruised and there are a couple of ‘nicks’ where I broke your skin.”

“It doesn’t sound too bad…”

“your dark skin camouflages it somewhat…”

“i want to see…”

“Then look.”

i got up out of bed and walked furtively toward the full length mirror. It was strange. i felt more nervous about seeing the results than i had about receiving the punishment. i walked over and stood with my back to the mirror, looking at Andrew.

“Go on…”

i smiled at Him, and shook my hair out, putting my hands on my hips.

“You know what?”

“What’s that pet?”

i grinned, one hip cocked.

“i don’t give a fuck!”

Andrew picked up a pillow and threw it at me! It bounced off my chest and onto the floor and another one hit me as I bent over to pick it up! i quickly threw the first pillow back at my Master then gripping the second one tight by the corner i attacked!

i was laughing and laughing as i jumped on Him and started pummeling Him with the pillow. He was trying to tickle me to get me to stop but i just kept on going! i was bapping Him in the head and everywhere i could. i was in fits of laughter and gripping Him around the torso with my thighs. i imagined i was winning but all i knew was i was getting horny!

i tossed the pillow aside and started tickling my Master hard on His sides. Well goodness He started writhing and laughing and fending me off all at once. But i don’t think He was *really* trying! Well, i *know* He wasn’t really trying, because He is about twice my size. i could feel His beautiful cock lengthening and thickening tight against my crotch right through His light blue silk boxers.

God as soon as i noticed that i started grinding my cunt back and forth on it. Mashing my lips up and down trying to get it to hit the spot. I had laid my hands on His muscular chest and could feel His rippling muscles right through His white t-shirt. my fingers went to his nipples and i was firmly scraping over them with my nails. His cock was getting harder and i was making a circular kind of motion with my hips. i could hardly stand it when the mushrooming peach-size head started bumping against my clit on each pass.

By now His hot and rigid cock was wedged well between the lips of my very wet pussy. i grasped His nipples between my fingers and thumbs and gripped them tightly. With closed eyes i arched my back and my mouth opened and i moaned long and deep. i shuddered as a series of tiny orgasms swept through my lower body. my head dropped and i opened my eyes looking down. i could see the wet patch of my juices wildly discolouring His boxers and almost laughed. “Why on earth is this called dry humping?” i thought!

The patch appeared and disappeared and appeared again as i thrust my loins back and forth. my breasts with their hard pointy nipples also obscured my view. Suddenly His hands were on them, gripping my nipples back and pulling me down to kiss Him. i did hungrily as He kept His hold on them. They pulsed on my chest, two hard thickened points of pleasure seemingly directly connected to my clit. i thrust my tongue into His mouth flicking it and stroking it all over His. Then i sucked His tongue into my mouth as i pressed my lips hard against His, and brought my hands up to hold His face.

His fingers released my nipples and i felt myself rush headlong into another small series of orgasms. i felt like i had never been hornier. i pressed my breasts into His chest and moved my body from side to side stimulating my nipples against the fabric of His shirt. His hands reached down and gripped my ass tightly and ground me harder into Him. He was moaning softly and looking me right in the eyes.

“Fuck Me dominique.” He breathed.

“Mmmmmm… yesss…” i replied breathlessly and excited beyond belief. my hand shook as i reached into His boxers and pulled His cock out through the wet silk. God it was hard as steel, hot and throbbing in my hand, and precum dripped from the tip down one side. i slid my hand lightly down to the base and tightened my grip before sliding back upwards slowly, causing a strong stream of precum to pulse out and around the top of my fingers. i loosened my grip and stroked and twisted my hand a little to coat Him before giving a few firm strokes with a tighter grip.

“Fuck it, fuck My cock,” my Master gasped.

i raised myself up on my knees and changed my grip on His cock, bringing the head in contact with the scalding heat and silky slickness of my clasping cunt. i held it tight and swayed my hips, sweeping the head of His cock through my lips and forward, then pressed it against my clit. my body jerked and sent shivers up my spine as i realised how badly i wanted to fuck Him.

my tummy was fluttering and i thought i might cum as He entered me. my head was spinning. my pussy was absolutely flooded, and i could hardly even think. my body was a mess of jangling nerve endings.

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True background

I’ve been inordinately lucky in this world we call D/s. I have a wonderful lady who reached out to me and has become the most amazing sub I’ve ever met, and who I’ve collared in a real-life relationship. These series of stories are some of the collected thoughts and experiences of all three of us. The stories in each series are written as follows:

Dom’s view — written by me

My pet — written by abbey from our real-life relationship

My toy — written by isodora from our LDR (long distance relationship)

abbey is a beautiful tiny Asian woman who is creative, empathetic, a great writer — and the scary part — a psychology major. I should give you an idea of the level of our compatibility. When we reviewed her scene checklist there were ONLY five ideas in the entire list where our opinions differed even slightly. Only five. I was astounded. The outcome was that I collared abbey much early than I EVER expected. I went from “maybe I will” to “what am I waiting for” in a very short time. abbey is 5′ 0″, 32C- 26-34. size 0, with beautiful black hair and full bee-sting lips.

After some time had gone by, we were contacted by a young lady just a few years older. isodora reached out to us because of what we had written and posted. I never thought I would be involved in a LDR (long distance relationship) and in fact had said publicly that I was not interested that idea. How wrong I was. isodora is a lovely 5′ 5″ woman. She describes herself as 32B – 27 – 34, Size 5, with a mouth that occasionally sounds like it belongs on a sailor. isodora spends her free time trying to figure out how to physically get here without her overly protective catholic parents getting in the way, amidst college, and two jobs.

Every one of these stories is true. Only the names and locations have been changed.

My mecidiyeköy escort life is full. Thank you and enjoy!

SailorPaul

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My pet has grown to like her spankings. abbey’s actual description is that she “REVELS in her spankings”. I’d say that is the understatement of the century.

Recently abbey came out to see me for a road trip to a nearby resort town. As the starving college student, she took public transportation to meet me halfway so we could avoid some of the LA traffic. Fortunately the LA Transit system has nice big Park-N-Ride lots. We walked hand in hand back to my van as I told her how much I also enjoyed delivering her last spanking. I also shared that I’d decided to never again use a spanking as punishment for her. How could I? She gets such great pleasure from it that it’s no longer punishment at all.

As we reached the van, I opened the front passenger door. There on the center console were two coiled black nylon lines. Just the right size and length to tie her, to immobilize her for my pleasure. I told her to sit and hold her wrists out. The smallest lovely smile crossed her lips as she complied, as I bound her wrists in the basic bondage handcuff.

Then I opened the side door for abbey. “Inside My pet. It’s been too long since I spanked your lovely ass.” She hoped down to the ground and into the back of the van. She knelt down, extended her bound wrists to the last row of seats, as I pulled her stretch black nylon shorts down to expose abbey’s beautiful ass.

“SMACK” The sound reverberates, and the resulting lovely pink outline of my handprint appears on her ass. “One, Thank you Paul. May I please have another?” A pause, a caress, or more, and then “SMACK”. “Two, Thank you Paul. May I please have another?” She began to whimper and as I looked vip escort istanbul her pussy began to plump and moisten. I’ve learned to tell a difference between her pussy wet from anticipation and fucking — and when it’s due to the deep arousal of her sub space. Whenever we start fucking, her moisture is thinner, light and very wet. When she’s being spanked, paddled or eaten for the 6th or 7th time then she is thicker — white, creamy, and ooh so tasty!

By this time we were at “SMACK” “Seven, Thank you Paul. May I please have another?”. Her body arched as I touched and caressed all of her. Up under her tan silky top, running my hands up under her bra. My fingers plunge between her splayed legs to play with her creamy pussy. When I touch just so her back arches like an “n” so that her head and ass are lower — but her thighs close just a bit. I don’t want that. I want her thighs splayed wide for my touch, my pleasure. She cums. So each time abbey is out of position she gets corrected. Put back into place. Back arched into a “u” and pussy down and open for my touch. She cums again, thrashing and begging for more.

Her moaning is almost constant now. Hands clench and twist, bound and stretched out above her head. I reach back and play with her clit. Stuff my thumb up her pussy just to get a different moan. She cums again. Beautiful.

Now it’s “SMACK” “Fifteen, Thank you Paul. May I please have another?”. abbey is so wet that her arousal runs down her thighs. The van smells like her. My nostrils flare with the passion. I’m on one knee with the other leg stretched out straight behind her. Not because I need to reach — but because my cock is so hard and big that it’s the only comfortable position for me.

Today’s question of the day: do I fuck my beauty here now in the Park-N-Ride lot, or later sarıyer escort on our road trip? I consider the options. Caress her ass. And then have her suck me. I love the way her mouth clamps around my cock. She’s like a dog after a bone. Taking me deep in her throat. Worshiping.

The best part of her oral treat is the “lost” expression on her face after just a few moments. abbey’s eyes glaze as her sub-space emotional trip continues. Lips wet with her saliva and my pre-cum. It’s time for our rush — my hand on the back of her head pushing in the last inch or so. I make sure to let her breathe, prolonging the ecstasy for both of us. Carefully, for abbey is my most precious possession.

Gently I turn her head so that I can see her eyes. After one more orgasm it’s time for us to take a break and begin our road trip. Helping abbey to her knees, I pull up the black stretch short shorts. Her hands still bound, I adjust her shorts and silky tan top. The first time I get it wrong because I’m looking at her. Shorts pulled too high. She pouts. I pull them down and try again. Better. Adjust the top. Straighten her hair.

Time to exit the back of the van, put her in the front with her hands still bound. We leave the Park-N-Ride lot to begin our road trip. First stop: the adult lingerie store two towns away. It’s time to replace the vibrator that we wore out on a previous day.

She rides the whole way with her wrists bound.

As we approach the lingerie store I call, recognize the owner’s voice, and ask her if it’s OK if I bring my pet in to the store. The owner doesn’t quite remember our discussion from a month ago and misses the mental connection on the word “pet”. I decide not to press the issue. And then because the owner didn’t understand — and because abbey’s sensitive, and considerate of others reactions — she asks me to untie her wrists as we park at the store 20 minutes later.

The owner understands 10 seconds after we walk in the store as she sees the narrow black leather collar abbey is still wearing. Shopping together with My pet, what a nice second leg to our road trip!

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Ben kemal İzmir?den. Chette tanıştığım okan isimli bir pasifle tanıştım. Beni evine çağırdı. Önce gitmeye biraz çekindim. Nedeni karşıyakaya gitmeye korkuyordum. Ama gittim. Çünkü ilk defa bir erkek sikecektim. Neyse arabaya bindim. Ksk limanının karşısında beni bekliyormuş. Buluştuk evine gittik. Önce biraz sohbetten sonra ikimizde çekiniyorduk başlamaya. Önce ben başladım elimi göğüslerinde gezdirmeye başladım. Öyle yumuşak bir göğsü vardı ki aynı karı göğsü gibi idi. Neyse sora hadi kocacım dedi. Bende bir çırpıda soyunduktan sora onu yavaş yavaş soymaya başladım. Önce dedi yüzüme boşalmanı istiyorum ben zaten dünden hazırdım buna ama olur dedim. Ağzına bir alışı o kamışı bir emişi vardı ki görmeliydiniz. Neyse sora azına yüzüne gözüne her tarafına bulaşan dölleri dili ile yalamaya başladı. Okan durmak bilmiyordu. ?? Gerçi bende durmak bilmiyordum ama olsun. Okanı yüzüstü yatırdım. Deliği biraz dardı. 6 aydan beri ilişki yaşamıyormuş. Altımda yılan gibi…Bende önce mor deliğini yaladıktan sora altımda yılan gibi kıvranan okana götünü biraz havaya kaldırmasını söledim. O da dediğimi yaptı ve götü önümde nasıl da “beni sik” dercesine bakıyordu yüzüme. Sora okanın daracık deliğine girmeye başladım. İniltileri kesik kesik ve adamı çılgına çeviriyordu. Devam ettikçe okan hadi kocacım sikbeni diye inliyordu ve sonunda olan oldu ben boşaldım sora okan bir daha geldi. Döllü olan yarağı ağzına aldı ve dimdik yaptıktan sora üstüne oturmaya çalıştı. Kucağıma alıp onu sikmek istiyordum ama bir türlü olmuyordu, girmiyordu o pozisyonda neyse olmayınca okana dedim yüzüstü yat ve o mor deliği yalamaya başladım. Zevkten iniltiler artıyordu git gide bende okanın o haline dayanamadım ve kalkmış olan yarrağımı son hızla zorla da olsa o göte bir kerede soktum. Tam gidiyordum ki okan gene görüşebileceğimizi söledi bende olur tabi dedim neden olmasın. Erkek sikmenin tadını almıştım birkere. Bir hafta görüşmedik. Telefonla konuşuyorduk ki bana istanbulda olduğunu söledi. Sora ankaraya gitmiş. Yani okan ilişki bittikten sora bir kayboldu pir kayboldu. Şimdi izmirden yeni okanları bulmaya çalışıyorum. Ama bulamıyorum… :)Gönderen: Peder_Hoze

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