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uvey annemin memeleri

Merhaba ben Yalçın,18 yaşımdayım ve 2 yıl önce başlayan bir durumdan herşeyin başlangıcından bahsedicem size.Ben 10 yaşıma kadar yetiştirme yurdunda kalan bir çocuktum.Kimsem yoktu.Daha sonra Fadıl babam ve Nermin annem tarafından evlatlık edinildim.Onlar ilk gunden itibaren beni sevgiyle kucakladılar

ve hep mutlu etmeye çalıştılar.Onların çocugu olduktan sonra hayatımda istedigim herşey .

gerçekleşti.Çocukları olmadıgı için beni evlat edinmişlerdi.Özel okulda okuyordum derslerim iyiydi.Ta ki bende ergenlik başlayana kadar.Nermin annem siyah saçlı özellikle göusleri çok buyuk bir kadındı.Bacaklarıda çok guzeldi ve ben ona ilgi

duymaya başlamıştım. Okulda kızlarla pek konuşamıyordum genellikle çekingendim.Onlar yanıma gelir ben konuşmaz susardım.Bu arada evdeyken hep Nermin annemle konuşur ve onu

her haliyle incelerdim.Onu iç çamaşırlarıyla gördugum çok olmuştu.Genellikle beyaz dantelli çamaşırlar giyerdi. O evde yokken çekmecedeki iç çamaşırlarını karıştırıp bakmaya başlamıştım.Bunu yaparken

sikim dimdik oluyordu.Geceleri onu hayal ediyordum.Sutyenleri de inanılmaz buyuktu.Elimi içine sokunca yumrugum içinde ufacık kalıyordu.Siyah saçlı siyah gözlu ama akça pakça tenli ve çok iri memeleri olan Nermin anneme hayrandım.Beni evlat edindikleri ilk andan beri memeleri beni etkilemişti kuçuk bir

çocukken bile. Nermin annem 42 Fadıl babam 48 yaşındaydı ki bana birgun inanmakta zorluk çektigim bişey söylediler.Megerse yıllardır bir taraftanda çocuk sahibi olmak istiyorlarmış ve sonunda nasıl bilmiyorum annem 3,5 aylık hamileymiş ki bunu sana kardeş geliyor diyerek bana söylediler.Aylar sonra

annem dogum yaptı.Bu arada memeleri dev buyuklukte olmuştu.Hamilelik sırasında ve sonrasında babam la ilişkileri azalmıştı sanırım. Onu bir kere amını okşarken yakalamıştım etek uzerinden bastırıyordu.İlerleyen gunlerde annemin bana karşı tavırları deişmeye başladı.Bebeiyle ilgileniyor bana bakmıyor ama tam içimden ona kızarken

bir egiliyor bir kalkıyor beni mest ediyordu.Benim yanında o dev göuslerinden tekini buluzundan dışarı çıkarıp kardeşim Esrayı emzirdigi o ilk gunu unutamıyorum. Şok olmuştum.Esra dogduktan 1 ay sonra artık hiç çekinmeden benim yanımda onu emziriyordu.Sut dolu memeleri muhteşemdi.Kavun gibiydi.Bembeyaz memelerinin uçları

leblebi gibi ve meme uçlarının çevresindeki halka çok hoş açık kahverengi renkte ve kalın kocaman bir halkaydı.Bebek onu emerken ben .

bakmaz gibi yapıp öyle bakardım.Birgun bak sen nasıl acıkmış abisi diyerek memesinin tekini çıkardı ve yine emzirmeye başladı bende yanına

gittim ve dibinden baktım.Nasılda emiyordu.Geceleri 31 çekiyordum.Bir kere sevişirken gece yatak odalarının kapısından Nermin annemle Fadıl babamın zevk seslerini dinlemiştim.Çok tahrik olmuştum.Yine birgun Okula gitmedim iyi deilim diyerek ve Nermin Esrayı emzirirken ona bakıyordum.Oda bana baktı.Cesaretimi toplayıp Nermin anne sen

beni hiç emzirmedin dedim. Çok şaşırmıştı.Onlara evlatlık geldigimde 10 yaşımdaydım.Evet dedi.BenDE istiyorum dedim.Delirdinmi sen dedi bana odadan kovdu.Yuzune bakamazdım artık.Ya kocasına

söylerse ne yapardım Ama hiçbirşey olmadı ve bir gun sonra o an geldi.Bebei emzirirken beni çaırdı otur orda bakıyım dedi.Benimle

konuşacaktı herhalde.Bebei aldı emzirmesi bitmişti gazını çıkardı beşike yatırdı. Bunu yaparken o muhteşem tek memesi buluzunun dışında savruluyordu içine sokma zahmeti

göstermemişti.Gözlerim faltaşı gibi açılmıştı.Geldi,karşımdaki koltuga oturdu.Bense yerime mıhlanmıştım kımıldayamıyordum.Öteki memesini de çıkardı.Bana yanıma gel dedi.Gittim.Dokun dedi.Dokundum.Yumuşacıktı.Harikaydı.Em dedi.Yuzumu bastırıp ucunu agzıma

aldım ve memesini emmeye başladım.Doyulmaz bir zevkti.O koskocaman dev göuslerinin birinde elim gezinirken dierini de emiyordum.Nefessiz emiyordum.Heyecandan kalbim duracaktı.Bir saniye bile boşa geçsin istemiyordum.Sut dolu memesini emiyordum agzıma gelen şeyleri yutuyordum sutu beni iyice kendimden geçirmişti.Başımı memesinden kaldırdı ve minik bir

öpucuk kondurdu dudaıma.Bana ayaga kalk dedi. Önune dogru çekti ve karşısına getirdi.Bacaklarını açıp altındaki siyah dizustu eteinin altından kanapeden kalkmadan saga sola debelenerek beyaz dantelli kulodunu çıkardı.Bana verdi kokla hadi dedi.Kokladım.Daha önce çekmecelerini ve kilotlarını karıştırdıgımı da anlamıştı demekki.Koltuga sırtustu uzanıp bacaklarını iki yana açarken beni de uzerine dogru çekti. Siyah etei beline kadar sıyrılmış pembe bady si de bogazının hemen altındaydı

ama göuslerini örtemiyordu.Sikim kazık gibiydi.İçine duşuyordum adeta amına girerken ve .

girdim.İleri geri gidip geliyordum.Sonradan dogumdan sonraki haliyle 110cm.e ulaştıgını ögrendigim

o memelerinden gözlerimi alamaz şekilde Nermin annemin amına sokup çıkarıyordum.Çıldırmak uzereydim ve patlayarak boşaldım. Bana ustunden çekilip kanapenin yanında kendisine dogru dizlerimin ustune çökmemi istedi.Dediklerini aynen yapıyordum ve onun istegiyle sol elimle kanapede başı sola dogru olacak şekilde uzanmış yatan

Nermin annemin memesini okşarken sag elimide onun dedigi şekilde 1parmak 2parmak derken 3parmak onun amına soktum. O da sol eliyle sol memesini okşarken sag eliyle de başımı ve saçlarımı okşuyordu.Elimi hızlı hızlı sokuyordum sıcacık amına.Bir taraftanda o muhteşem göuslerinin ikiside okşanıyordu.Yumuşacıktı

memesi alttan kavramaya çalışıyordum sıkıyordum avucuma sıgmıyor taşıyordu.Çok geçmeden bir .

daha sikim dikilmişti.Bana ayaga kalk dedi.Bekle biraz dedi.Bir elini amına

soktu öbur eliyle memesini sıkıyor ucuyla oynuyordu. Amını avuçlayarak 4 parmak sokmaya başladı içine öbur elinide memesinden çekti ve bızırını hızlı hızlı okşamaya başladı.Bana çabuk şimdi sok içime dedi.Taş gibi sertleşmiş sikimi amına soktum bacaklarını havaya kaldırdı sonrada belime doladı.İçinde gidip

geliyordum o memeleride ileri geri giderken burnuna çarpıyordu.Anne harikasın çok seviyorum seni harikasın ne guzel sey diyordum o da

hepsi senin bebeim yavrum sik hızlı devam böyle çok iyi devam et devam et durma şimdi şimdi diyordu Boşalırken söyle Yalçın dedi. şimdi dedim tutamıyorum. o anda tamam dedi ve patladım o anda o da patladı. Harikasın diyordum,sende bebeim diyordu.Yaraın

super yavrum benim tatlı yavrum diyordu .inanılmaz bişeydi taşaklarım götum sikim elektrige tutulmuş gibiydi.Tum vucudum zevk içinde titriyordu.Memelerinin ustune bastırdı başımı.Kanape rezil olmuştu.Ben hallederim sevgilim dedi bana.Ayaga kalktık. Dudaklarımdan öptu beni.Birlikte yıkandık.Göusleri benimdi artık.Fadıl babam,Esra bebek bir de ben sahibiydik artık

o dev memelerinin.Geceleri Nermin annem ve Fadıl babamın yatak odalarının kapısınakadar gidip onların sevişirken çıkardıkları zevk seslerini dinliyordum. Kapıları aralık oluyordu.Annem bu gece de senin için aralık bırakırım diyordu.Bazen okuldan erken dönuyor ve memelerini emmeye başlıyordum sevişiyorduk. Birgun bana baban evdeyken sevişicez dedi.Nasıl olurmu öyle şey yakalanırız dedim.Merak etme o uyuyunca dedi.Bana bir toz gösterdi mışıl mışıl uyuyacak bu akşam.Gece yarısını geçmişti saat 01,30 gibi odama geldi.Çırılçıplaktı.Gece lambasını yaktı. Loş ışıkta dahada tahrik ediciydi.Hamile kaldıgımdan beri hormonlarım normalin 3 katına çıkmış kendimi

frenleyemiyorum.Nerdeyse jinekologuma bile vericem iyiki sen varsın dedi.Doktormu dedim.Boşver benim tek doktorum sensin.Hadi iyi et anneni guzel çocuk dedi.Önumde yatagımın

kenarına dayanıp domaldı. Eliyle de beni arkasına çekip sikimi bacaklarının arasından elini geçirerek çekti ve amına soktu. Hadi başla dedi.Pompala bebeim.Hadi

yavrum.Hemen başladım ileri geri ve sikimi sokup çıkarmaya hızlı hızlı.Harikaydı bembeyaz yuvarlak kalçaları 100cm.di.Saçlarına yapıştım ve çekmeye başladım sikiyordum çok zevkliydi.Egilerek

belini öptum kadife gibiydi teni.Birden seni yalamak istiyorum dedim.Delirmiştim.Yumuşacıktı.Egildim götunu .

yalamaya başladım.Dur dedi halının ustune yatırdı beni 69 pozisyonuna geçtik.kalçalarını

agzıma oturttu.amını dilliyordum yalıyordum o da sikimi agzına almıştı.Sonra sonra gece boyu seviştik sikiştik. Bana bilmedigim bişey yapıp sikimi göuslerinin arasına

aldı.Dimdik sikim kayboldu memelerinin arasında.o muhteşem göuslerinin arasında boşalttı beni.Aynı şeyi bir başka gece yine yaptık yine yine.Sonra bir gun .

Fadıl babam girdi odaya.Çok korktum.Herşey bitti derken devam edin dedi.Sonradan ögrendimki bana yaptıgını kocasına da yapıyormuş Nermin annem kapıyı aralık bırakıyormuş ve Fadıl babam bizi izleyip yada seslerimizi dinleyip tatmin oluyormuş. Artık hep birlikteyiz.Hiç grup yapmadık.Fadılla birlikte Nermini sikmedik.Ama o izlemeyi çok seviyor ve izlenmeyi.

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Çınarın Hikayesi, Bölüm – 23
Çınarın Hikayesi

Çınarın Hikayesi 7 Kardeş, Ablam Nalan (23)

Ben anneme sen bekle ben ablamlara bakıp hemen geri geliyorum dedim.

Ben kadınlar tuvaletinden çıkan bir bayana içerde kaç kişi var diye sordum
ama kadın konuşmamdan hiç bişey anlamadı. Bir dakika sonra kafamı içeri
uzattım, ama uzunca bir koridorun sonunda bir kapı daha vardı. Yürüyerek
gidip açtım. Abla diye bağırdım. Ablam, ‘‘çınar burdayız‘‘ bağırma buraya gel
dedi. Tuvaletten içeri girdim, zeynep ablam antında kilotu ile klozetin üzerinde
oturuyordu. Nalan ablam zevnep ablamın kot pantolonunu çıkarmıştı.

Ben ne oldu dedim meraklı gözlerle..! Zeynep ablam, adet olmuşum hiç fark
etmedim, Her yanım battı dedi. Nalan ablam, tamam yıkadım işte. Şimdi
çınarla sıkar suyunu alırız dedi. Zeynepcim zaten hemen odana çıkarız
değişirsin üstünü. Şimdilik idare etsin yeter dedi. Zeynep ablamın altındaki
dantelli bej saten kilotuna kan bulaştığı belliydi. Nalan ablam ne kadar
yıkasada yinede hafiften izi belli oluyordu.

Ablamla kot pantolonun suyunu biraz sıktıktan sonra, kotu giymesi için
ablama uzattık. Ablam alıp giymek için uğraşıyor, ama kot yaş olduğundan
bacaklarına yapışıyor, yukarı çıkmıyodu. Zeynep ablam, ya giyemiyorum
işte olmuyo dedi. Ablamla iki yanından yukarı çekiyorduk, ama bir türlü
olmuyodu.

Ben tuvalet klozetine oturarak, zeynep ablamı kucağıma oturtup, kotunu
yanlarından ellerimle sıkıca tutup, ayağa kalkarak yukarı doğru çekince,
kotta zeynep ablamın bacaklarına yapışıp, onuda birlikte yukarı kaldırıyordu.
Nalan ablamın, zeynep ablamın ayaklarından tutarak, bütün gücüyle aşağıya
çekme çabaları boşa gidiyordu. Yorulup klozetin üstünde öylece kalakalınca,
nalan ablamda dizlerinin üzerine çöküp kalmıştı.

Zeynep ablamın kilotunun kenarından, am dudaklarından biri fırlayarak
dışarı çıkmıştı. Amının siyah kılları kilotunun dışından belli oluyordu. Zeynep
ablam kucağıma hafif yan oturduğu için farkında deyildi. Ben parmaklarımı
götürerek, zeynep ablamın am dudağındaki kılları okşayarak, nalan ablama
ne kadarda harika gözülüyo deyilmi dediğimde.

Zeynep ablam yerinden fırlayarak,” sen ne yaptığını sanıyorsun ” diye bana
bağırınca. Ben o anki heyacanla, ablamı kucağımdan ittirerek hemen dışarı
çıkmak için kalktım. Kapıyı açmak için nalan ablamın kapının önünden kenara
çekilmesini bekledim. Nalan ablam gözlerimdeki buğulanmayı görerek, zeynep
ablama dönerek, bağırma çınara diye gözüyle beni göstererek işaret etti.
Benim görmediğimi sanıyordu. Ama ben görmüştüm.

Zeynep ablam bana bakınca, ne kadar tedirgin olduğumu görüp, birden aşkım
özür dilerim diyerek bana sarıldı. Ben ciddi ve soğuk bir şekilde, kızlar müsade
edermisiniz açilen burdan çıkmak istiyorum dedim. Nalan ablam bana bakıp,,,

Kapıya sırtını yaslayarak ‘‘ hayır efendim hiç bir yere gitmiyorsun ‘‘ dedi. Sonra
zeynep ablama dönerek, bak gördünmü yaptığını dedi. Zeynep ablam, ablacım
aşkım bi tanem birden sen öyle şeyime elleyince panik yaptım. Düşünmeden
ağzımdan birden öyle çıktı., Gerçekten Seni kırdıysam özür dilerim diyerek
boynuma sarılıp yanaklarımdan öptü. Ama ben hala ablama kırgındım.

Ablamda ne olmuş yani ellemişse yemediya çocuk ” amını ” dedi. Sonrada
kemerini çözerek kilotunu aşağı doğru çekerek, amını açtı., Zeynepin gözlerine
baka baka bana doğru hafifçe dönerek, eliyle çenemden yakalayıp, al ablacım
benimkine istediğin kadar elle diyerek, elimden tutup yakalayarak amının üstüne
koydu. Ben o an için ne yapacağımı şaşırarak elimi biden geri çektim.

Nalan ablam aha benimkinede elledi,, allahım ben mahvoldum, kızlığım gitti,
şımdi beni kimsede almaz, evde kaldım diye taklit yapınca, Zeynepte bende
güldük. Ablam bir eliyle bana sarılarak bir eliylede zeynepe sarıldı. Sonra,
bu kadar küçük şeyler için bir daha sakın bir birimizi üzmeyelim, oldumu bir
tanem diyerek, ikimizide sıkıca sarılarak öptü.

Ablam baktı, ben hala zeynep ablama bozuğum. Zeynep ablama göz kırparak,
zeynepcim küçük kardeşimiz artık genç delikanlı oldu. Bazı şeyleri normal
olarak merak ediyor, bizimde küçük kardeşimize yardımcı olamamız lazım
deyilmi ama dedi. Sonra bana dönerek, çınarcım bunlar seninle bizim aramızda
kalacak özel şeyler anlarsınya,., Eğer bir yerde duyarsam ölene kadar seninle
konuşmayız, deyilmi kız diyerek zeynep ablamın tastiklemesini istedi. Zeynep
ablam evet çınarcım tekrar özür dilerim senden. Bütün bunlar aramızda kalacak
söz dedi.

Nalan ablam öyle ustalıkla herşeyi hallediyorduki ince zekasına hayran
olmamak elde deyildi. Nalan ablam, zeynep ablama, yok öyle kuru bir özürle
kurtulamazsın ‘‘ Cezalısın ‘‘ dedi. Sana şimdi ceza, diyerek zeynep ablamın
elini getirip sikimin üzerine koydu. O an pantolonun içinden sikimin kalkmaya
başladığını hissettim.

Sonra diğer eliyle yavaş, yavaş benim kemerimi çözerken, zeynep ablamı yan
gözüyle süzerek, ona göre davranıyordu. Zeynep ablam nefes almadan, nalan
ablamın parmaklarını hipnoz olmuş gibi takip ediyordu. Nalan ablam kemerimi
yavaş hareketlerle çözünce kot pantolonum kayarak ‘‘ Şraakt ‘‘ diye ayaklarımın
dibine düştü.

Nalan ablam, elini geri çekerek, Çeza senin, sen dışarı çıkarman lazım deyince.
Zeynep ablam, nalanın ciddi olup olmadığını anlamak için son bi kez daha
ablama baktı. Nalan ablam gülerek aslında sana bu cezadan çok ödül oldu.,
Ama sonuçta bende faydalanacam diye sikimin önünde diz çökünce., Zeynep
ablamda heyecanla baksırımın önünde diz çökerek, kısık bir ses ablama doğru
dönerek, heyecanla açıyorum bak dedi..!

Nalan ablam sanki daha önce hiç görmemiş gibi heyacanla, hadi daha neyi
bekliyosun insanı delirtme dedi. Nalan ablam zeynep ablamı öyle bir noktaya
getirmiştiki, nalan ablam açma desede zeynep ablam mutlaka açacaktı. Ama
sonradan bütün suçu onun üzerine yıkmak için zeynepin elini tutarak, gözlerine
bakarak emin misin bunu yapmak istediğine‘‘ O bizim küçük kardeşimiz ‘‘ dedi..!

Zeynep ablam, abla daha öncede zaten otelde görmedikmi ? bu seferkinin farkı
daha yakından görmemiz olacak dedi, Hemi yakından görmeyi çok istiyorum
diyerek, ablamın gözlerine baka, baka aşağıya doğru baksırımı indirdi. Nalan
ablam, demin çocuk elledi diye bi dövmediğin kaldı dedi. Bunun üzerine zeynep
ablam ayağa kalkarak, dudağımın kenarından öperek elimi yakalayıp, amının
üstüne koyarak, aşkım inan birden bire tepkiyle öyle yaptım.

Nedeni felan yok, sırf anlık bir tepkiydi,. İnan seni üzmek aklımın ucundan bile
geçmez. Al istediğin kadar dokun elle ablacım diyerek elimi tutarak amının
üzerine götürerek, dudaklarımdan dahada bi istekle öptü.

Ben zeynep ablama ablacım ilk defa bana sesini yüksettin farkındamısın dedim.
Bana öyle davrandığın için sana gerçekten kırılmıştım ama artık barıştık. Sende
istediğin kadar bakabilirsin. İstersen dokunabilirsin dedim. Ablam,nalan ablamın
yanına tekrar çömelince, nalan ablam zeynepe bakarak taşaklarıma ellemeye
başladı.

Zeynep ablam nalan ablama bakarak gülerek kız abla gerçektende bu kocaman
bi şeymiş ya dedi. Sonra yaklaşarak şikimi, taşaklarımı koklayarak çok güzel
kokuyo yaaa dedi. Nalan ablam zeynepin elinden tutup sikimin üstüne koyarak,
şimdi kapat gözlerini iki elinin arasına al yukardan aşağıya okşamaya başla dedi.

Zeynep ablamın sesi soluğu kesildi. Ellerine alarak gözlerini kapayıp sikimi yavaş
yavaş sıvazlayarak kenarlarından koklayarak ufak, ufak öpmeye başladı. Kafasını
sikime taşaklarıma sürtüp, öperek ve yalayarak, kendinden geçmeye başlayınca
ablam iki eliyle kafasını yakalayıp, şimdi aç gözlerini dedi. Zeynep ablam, heycanla
ablaaa inanılmaz bir şey bu mutlaka sende bunu denemelisin dedi. Sonra bana
dönerek aşkım ablamda yapabilirmi lütfen, lütfen dedi.

Sanki yeni bir şey keşfetmiş bu buluşunu dünyayla paylaş ister gibi bir hali vardı
ablamın. Onun bu heyacanı ve isteği sikimi taşa çevirmişti resmen. Ben sesimi
çıkarmadan, kafamı salladım yanlızca. Ablam eğilerek sanki ilk defa yapıyor gibi
sikimi yalamaya başladı. Sonra taşaklarımı ağzının içine alarak sündürerek çekip
bırakmaya başladı. Zeynep ablamın ben bunu neden yapmadımki diye iç çektiğini
duydum… O an, zeynep ablamı bağırta bağırta götünden siktiğimi hayal ettim…

Annemin‚‘‘ çocuklar ‘‘ diye bağırmasıyla, ablam bana, hemen sikini pantolonuna
sok dedi. Zeynep ablamın gözleri korkudan kocaman olmuştu. Ben onun o halini
görünce, gülmeye başladım., Annem ordamısınız dedi. Nalan ablamda gülünce,
zeynepte korkudan ve sinirden gülmeye başladı. Ben annecim burdayız gel özel
guruba dahil ol deyince zeynep ablam nasıl korktu anlatamam. Nalan ablam
gülerek kolumu sıkıyordu. Dur öyle yapma işte, kız korkuyo görmüyomusun dedi…

Kapıyı açıp anneme, burdayız diyerek sanki zeynep ablamın pantolonunu
giydirmeye yardım eder gibi çekmeye başladım. Annem halimize bakarak
gülmeye başladı. Bende gülerek gel kızların ortalığı batırmadan şunu çekmeme
yada giydirmemize yardım et dedim. Nalan ablam anneme zeynepi göstererek,
zeynep adet olmuş anne, pantolonu batmıştı yıkadık, çınarla suyunu iyice sıktık,
bide giydirebilsek hemen odaya çıkacağız zaten dedi.

Annem bu böyle olmaz dedi. Sonra bırak dizlerinin üstünde kalsın., Üzerindeki
kalın hırkayı çıkararak zeynep ablamın beline sardı, şimdi böyle odaya kadar
idare ederiz, kimsede bişey anlamaz dedi. Ben hadi o zaman diye yürümeye
başladım. Tuvaletten çıkıp asansöre binip bizim kata geldik. Nalan ablam zeynep
ablamla beraber aynı odada kalıyodu, odalarına giderek kapıyı kapadılar.

Annem koridorun boş olmasını fırsat bilerek eliyle sikimi sıkınca hala kazık gibi
oldığunu görerek yok yok, bu sabaha felan bekleyemez, mazallah çatlarsın oğlum.
Sen ağrıdan sızından iki gün nasıl durdun dedi. Geç odana diye beni iteklerken,
şirin abla kapısını açarak aa ayşe abla geldinizmi dedi. Annem evet şirin dedi.
Sonra geçsene oğlum içeri dedi. Annem kapıyı arkadan kapatarak hemen beni
yatağın üzerine iterek, pantolonumun kemerini çözmeye başladı.

Annem bir an önce beni rahatlatıp,kimseye yakalanmadan gitmek istiyordu. Ama
ben annemle sevişmek istiyordum. Annem şirin ablayı bile sallamamıştı aceleden.
Ne yapıp ne edip annemi azdıracaktım.

Kendimi bir an sevişme sahnelerindeki başrol oyuncularına benzettim. Gülerek
aşkım diyerek annemi belinden yakaladığım gibi yatağın üzerine yatırdım. Annem
kemerimi çözmüş, pantolonum düşerek ayaklarıma dolanmıştı. Hızlıca çıkarıp
attım pantolonumu ayaklarımdan. Annem gülerek oğlum dur şimdi sırasımı diye
nazla karışık cilve yaparak korkusunu gizlemeye çalışıyordu. Ama heyacandan
konuşamıyodu bile.

Annemin boynunu öpmeye başlayınca, annemin iyice heycanlandığını ses
tonundan anlayabiliyordum. Annemin bacak arasına, kasıklarının arasına sikimle
bastırıyordum. Annemim sikimi hissetmemesi mümkün deyildi.

Annemin boynundan aşağıya dogru inerek göğsünün birini ellerimle sıkmaya
okşamaya başladım. Annemim göğsü heycanla hızlı hızlı inip kalkarken,.
Çınar aşkım zaten zamanımız yok diye adeta inledi. Ben bir kaç günde edindiğim
tecrübelerle annemden hiç çekinmeden, cesaretle annemin her tarafına elliyordum.
Annem benim yaptığım her hareketten sonra elini ayağını nereye koyacağını
bilemiyordu adeta. Annem gibi güzel ve sexi bir kadını babam senelerce ihmal
etmişti. Annemim sex hayatı benim şu iki günde yaşadığımın binde biri bile deyildi.

Annemim gözlerine bakarak elimi sütyeninin içine sokarak göğsünü dışarı
çıkartırken, annem bişey söyliyecek oldu., elimle ağzını kapatarak annecim bana
güven, senin istemediğin hiç bir şey olmayacak. Olanlanlarda zaten aramızda sır
biliyosun zaten dedim.

Annemin gözlerine bakarak inip kalkan göğüs ucunu dişlerimin arasına alarak,
dudaklarımın arasında gezdirerek ufak ufak sıkıştırmaya emmeye başlamamla
annem ıhhhhhh diye inleyerek., Amını resmen kazık gibi sertleşmiş sikime sürterek
kendini aşağı yukarı hareket ettirmeye başladı.,,

Ben elimle annemin amını, pantolonun üzerinden okşamaya başladım. Elimi
kemerine attığımda dur aşkım şimdi kesin biri gelir dedi. Bende o zaman buna
müsade et prensesim dedim. Annemin pantolonunun önündeki düğmeleri açarak
elimi içeri soktum. Annemin amını avuçlayınca annem, ahhhhhh diye öyle bir inlediki,
o sesin kendinden çıktığına kendi bile inanamadı. Gülerek yanağımın kenarından
öperken kimbilir aklından neler geçiyordu..

Aman allahım annem inanılmaz bir şekilde ıslanmıştı. Resmen elim sırıl sıklam
olmuştu. Anneme aşkım diyerek dudağının üstüne bir öpücük kondurdum. Sonra
büyük bir öpücükle, dudaklarımı ıslatarak öpünce onunda dudakları ıslanmıştı.
Adeta dudaklarımız birbirinin üstünde kayarak nefesimiz, menefezimize karıştı.
Elimle annemin amını okşamaya başlamamla annem adeta dudaklarıma yapıştı.

Annem iki koluyla beni öyle bir sarmıştıki elinin biri kıçımdayken diğeri sarçımdaydı.
Elimle klitorisiyle oynayınca annem bana sıkıca sarılarak hareket etmeden titremeye
ve kasılmaya başladı. Evet annem kollarımda sessiz sedasız inleyerek kasılarak
orgazm oluyordu. Dudaklarımız birbirine kenetlenmiş o kadar şehvetli ve isterik bir
şekilde bir birini öpüyorduki, aldığı o kısa zaman aralığındaki nefesi kendisine
yetmiyordu adeta.

Annem öylece kendine gelmeye çalıştı bir iki dakika boyunca. Elim amının üstünde
hareket etmeden kalmıştı. Ama o ara,ara hala kasılarak orgazm oluyordu. Yanlızca
gözlerim gözlerinde dudaklarım dıdaklarında, nefesim nefesine karışırken, annemin
gözleri dolmaya başladı. Sonra beni kollarıyla öyle bir sardıki, sanki beni tuzla buz
etmek ister gibi sıkı sıkı sarılarak iç çekiyordu. Annem kendisine engel olamıyordu
adeta. Ben ellerimle yüzünü kaldırmaya çalışsamda bir türlü başaramadım.

Aradan geçen birkaç dakika sonra, kendine gelerek, elleriyle kafamı kaldırıp iki
yanından tutarak dudaklarımdan öperek. Senin karın çok şanslı olacak dedi. Bende
annecim asıl şanslı olan benim, çünkü aenin gibi bir anneye sahibim. Annem gülerek
bana senbenim en büyük aşkımsın dedi. Ama sen anneni ölmeden önce bir defa bile
olsa mutlu ettinya artık ölsemde gam yemem dedi. Sonra gülerek otuzbeş yaşından
sonra bu günleride görecekmişim dedi.

Bende aşkım prensesim sana iki gün öncede söyledim, şimdide söylüyorum, sen
bundan sonra hep mutlu olacaksın dedim. Ben bunun için sana söz verdim dedim.
Annem evet aşkım biliyorum söz verdiğini dedi. Sonra eyilerek yatağın önünden
aşağıya kayarak dizlerinin üzerinde çökerek boksırımdan sikimi dışarı çıkararak
okşamaya başladı.

Annem ilk yaptığındada açemice yapıyordu ama o zaman duştaydık. Ve ellerini
şampuanlayarak yapmıştı. Şimdi elleri kuruydu. Ve bu gün ben üç kere zaten
boşalmıştım. Siktiğim kızların hesabı bile yoktu. Annem bu şekilde beni bu gün
hayatta boşaltamazdı. Eyilerek annemi kolların tutarak yukarı kaldırdım.

Annem tuhaf tuhaf gözlerime bakıyordu. Anneme, annecim kızmazsan sana bişey
söyleyecem dedim. Annem kızmam aşkım söyle dedi. Ben bu gün sana yalan
söylemedim ama, doğruda söylemedim. Şimdide pişman oldum dedim. Annem
ne söyledin sen bana bakim dedi. Bende hani şu orgazm olayını biraz abartmış
olabilirim dedim. Annem ohh aman allahın sana sükürler olsun. Üzerimden öyle
bir yük kalktıki anlatamam oğluşum diyerek dudaklarımdan öptü.

İşte benim annem böyle biriydi. Her şeyi hemen unutmuş sevgi yumağı olmuştu
adeta. Sonra bana bakarak sen en son ne zaman boşaldın diye sordu. Bende bu
gün üç sefer dedim. Annem ne dedi. Bende ablam ayarladı dedim. Annem sakın
kötü kadınlara ablam beni götürdü deme O ablanı didik didik yolarım dedi.

Bende yok annecim bizim otelde çalışan bir öğrenci kız vardı dedim. Ablam onu
ayarladı dedim. Kimmiş o kız bana göster bu gün dedi. Bende anne kız bu otelde
deyil başka otelde bu otelde arkadaşı çalışıyor dedim. Annem kimmiş bu kız benim
oluşumu üç kere boşaltan dedi…

Bende ya anne niye utandırıyon beni dedim. Annem önüne geleni sikini gösteren
Sen, anneni parmaklayan, Öpen, Mıncıklayan Sen., benmi seni utandırıyorum dedi.
Sıpaya bak benimle dalga geçer gibi dedi gülerek. Bende buraya 500 metre yakın
bi otelde çalışıyo dedim. Bak sen hele oğluşuma benim dedi. Sonra güzelmi bari
dedi. Bende anne hemide çok güzel dedim.

Annem adı ney dedi, bende ” hanna ” dedim. O nasıl isim be dedi. Bende sen bi
kızı gör bir içim su dedim. Hemi zaten sen bi türk ismi kıza koyarsın dedim gülerek.
Annem yarın gider tanışırız deyince ben ya anne ne tanışması allahını seven dedim.
Sen çıktığım her kızla tanışacak olursan, bizim o binlerce metre karelik evimiz bile
ufak gelir sana dedim. Annem gülerek bak sen şuna, kazanovamı olacan sen bizim
başımıza diye beni gıdıklamaya başladı…

Hemi öyle bir şey olursa ben sana zaten haber veririm sultanım dedim. Sonra
annemin elini yakalayarak sikimin üstüne koyunca, annemin gülerek gözleri parladı,
Sikim bu gün ilk defa inmeye başlamıştı. Annem, sıpa bu gün beni iyi kandırdın ama
olsun kızmadım dedi. Sen sağlıklı ol ben başka birşey istemem dedi…

Sonra bana yalan söylemiyeceğine söz verdin. Ama yinede söyledin ben sana şimdi
nasıl bir daha güvenecem dedi. Bende ya anne sen birden sikime elleyince çok
hoşuma gitti, sende öyle bakınca çekindim söyleyemedim dedim. Ama yalanda
söylemedim yanlızca senin yanlış anlamana izin verdim. Ne yapayım sende bu kadar
Sexi olmasaydın dedim. Annem kim, benmi sexiyim dedi gülerek.

Ama söylediklerim annemin çok hoşuna gitmişti. Annem aslında tam bir sex
bombasıydı. Ama babamın korkusundan kimse anneme yaklaşmaya dahi cesaret
edemiyordu. Annemde bu durumu çoktan kabullenmişti zaten.

Ama annecim sonra senin yanlış anlamana sebep olduğum için pişman olup itiraf ettim,
yalanmı dedim gülerek. Annem evet annecim evet aşkım diyerek her tarafımı öpmeye
başladı. Annemle sarmaş dolaş yatakta iki genç sevgili gibi çilveleşiyor her şeyi en ince
ayrıntısına kadar konuşuyor, dertleşiyoduk.

Annem çınarcım bak bu orgazm durumu tekrar sana musallat olursa hemen bana
söylüyorsun. Oğlum böyle şeylerin şakası olmaz dedi. Bende gülerek annecim madem
doğruyu benden duymak istiyorsun, ben aslında seninle sevişmek için çıldırıyorum
dedim. Annem gülerek belli dedi. Elin kızını üç kere sikmişsin bu nasıl özlemekse dedi
gülerek. Ben, annecim onla bu birmi dedim. Sen benim şu dünyadaki tek var olma
sebebimsin yalanmı dedim. Aslında annem beni resmen mat etmişti. Ama ben hala
bir yolunu bulup üste çıkmaya çalışıyodum.

Annem gülerek iyiki baban inat etmiş, sana her baktığımda şükrediyorum dedi. Ben
bile umudumu kesmiştim erkek çocuktan dedi. Ama bak burdasın yanımdasın, ben
daha ne isterim dedi…

Bence ben babamın yaptığı en mükemmel şeyim deyince, annem bir gülmeye
başladı, ama o nasıl gülme nerdeyse gülme krizine girecekti. Gülmekten yerlere
yatıyordu nerdeyse . Sonrada yanlızca babanın deyil benimde yaptığım en güzel
şeysin diyerek dudaklarımdan öperken öyle sexi ve şehvetliydiki, sikim anında kazık
gibi oldu. Annemin elini öperek, sikimin üstüne koyduğumda annem gülerek yerim
ben onu diyerek,eğilerek baksırımın üzerinden sikimi hafifçe dişleyerek ısırdı.

Ben baksırımı aşağı indirerek, annemim başına doğru sikimi yaklaştırdığımda
annemin nefesi sikimin üstünde geziyordu. Parmağımı annemin dudaklarında
gezdirirken annemde acemice elleriyle sikimi okşamaya çalışıyordu. Telefonu
alarak saate baktım, daha akşam 7 olmamıştı,. Akşam yemeği sekizdeydi.
Annemin bacaklarına doğru yatağın üzerinde kayarak, annemin pantolonunun
kemerini açtım.

Annem ne olduğunu anlamadan annemin pantolonunu altındaki kilotuyla
beraber aşağıya indirmemle annem, hayır aşkım hayır diyerek, ayağa
kalkmaya çalıştı. Ben anneme dönerek aşkım bak 10 saniyede açtım her
şeyini. Sende 15 saniyede kapatırsın, Yeterki normal davran heycan yapma
dedim. Sonra annemi yavaş, yavaş öperek göğüslerine ordan göbeğine.,
Sonrada kasıklarına indiğimde, annemin sesi çatallaşmış heycandan
konuşamayacak hale gelmişti.

Annemin antında dönerek, annemi üstüme almamla amı gözlerimin önüne
gelmişti. Annem sikime sıcak, sıcak nefesini verirken bacaklarımın üstünden
kasıklarıma doğru yatmış, elleriyle taşaklarımı okşuyordu. Nefesi kısık, kısık
ve hızlı çıkıyordu. Kalp atışları o kadar hızlı atarken, kendini bu ritme bir türlü
uyduramıyordu. Bu durumun acemisi olduğu o kadar belliydiki, onu yanlızca
kollarıma almak ve sarılarak sevmek okşamak istiyordum.

Annemin kilotunu aşağıya bacaklarına kadar indirdirdim. Nefesim annemin
amına geldikçe annem adeta titriyordu. Parmaklarım am dudaklarına ilk
değdiğinde annem ürpererek titredi. Kilotunun Amına geldiği kısımlar adeta
bembeyaz kar gibiydi. Amı ip gibiydi dümdüz ve ufak. Annemin am dudaklarını
parmaklarımla tutarak açmamla, nalan ablamın amı gibi kıpkırmızıydı. Annem
olduğunu bilmesem nalan ablamın amı diye yemin bile edebilirdim.

Biraz daha parmaklarımı içine sokarak açtım. Annemin amı nerdeyse nalan
ablamın amının tıpatıp aynısıydı. Annem‘de sanki nalan ablam gibi kız oğlan
kız gibiydi, farklı olarak alt tarafta yanlızca ufacık bir delik vardı. Denemek için
parmağımı içine soktum. Annem ıhhhhh diyerek öyle bir inlediki, soktuğum
parmağım hemen ıslandı.

Annemin kıçını iki elimle tutarak başıma doğru yaklaştırırken annem hızlı, hızlı
nefes alıyor, arada inliyordu. Annemin amının dudaklarına dilimi ilk soktuğumda,
annem amını başıma öyle bir bastırdıki, bütün yüzümde amına değmeyen bir
yer kalmadı. Annemin amının her tarafından balı akıyordu. Annemin am
dudaklarını öyle yalıyordumki, klitorisini yalayarak dişlerimle ezerek çekip
somurduğumda, annem, elektriğe çarpılmış gibi adeta sarsılarak, kasılarak
bağırıyordu. Ama kafasını yastığa öyle bir gömmüştüki sesi dışarı çıkmıyordu.

Ben annemin saçlarını bir elimle okşarken, diğer elimlede dudaklarının
üzerinde gezdiriyordum. Annem ağzının içine aldığı parmağımı dudaklarının
üzerinde gezdiriyor sonrada içeri alarak yalıyordu. Annemin dudaklarını sikimin
üstüne getirerek, elimle sikimin başını dudaklarının arasına sokarken, diğer
elimlede saçlarını okşuyordum.

Ben annemin am dudaklarını dudaklarımın arasına alıp yavaş yavaş emmeye
ve yalamaya başlayınca, annemde sikimin başına aynısını yapmaya başladı.
Ben dilimi amının içine soktukca, oda sikimi ağzına sokabildiğince almaya
çalıştı. Sonunda annem sik yalamanın nasıl bir şey olduğunu anlamış, Sikimin
her tarafını yalayıp ağzına alıyor, ben dilimi amına sokuncada, oda sikimi
gırtlağına kadar sokmaya çalışıyor, ama acemi olduğu için, hep sikimin başını
dişleriyle acıtıyordu. Ben buna rağmen çok zevk aldığım için sesimi hiç
çıkarmıyordum.

Annem taşaklarımı yalıyarak toplarımı ağzının içinde gezdiriyor sonrada
löpürdeterek, sündürerek bırakıyordu. Bu annemin çok hoşuna gitmişti.
Biz bu sevişmeden o kadar zevk alıyordukki resmen dış dünyayı unutmuştuk.
Birden tak tak tak diye kapı çalınça ikimizde öylece kalakaldık.

Dışardan rom servis deyince, oda sevisi olduğu için sevinsem‘mi üzülsem‘mi
bilemedim. Anneme, anne sen banyoya geç giyin ben kapıya bakıyım dedim.

Annem wc ye girince sanki uykudan yeni uyanmışım gibi kapıyı açtığımda,
Vera kapıda bana bakarak yanlızmısın dedi. Sonra cevabımı beklemeden
kucağıma atladığı gibi, seni çok özledim dedi. İkimiz birlikte ben altta o üstte
yatağa yuvarlandık. Kız beni beklemeden altında üstünde ne varsa yıldırım
hızıyla çıkarttı. Vera rekor kırarak yaklaşık olarak 30 saniyede, çırılçıplak
soyunmuştu. Ben kıza bakarak gülüyordum..

Çünkü annemde rekor kırarak, banyonun kapısını açmış, öhö öhö, diyerek
çınarcım hanım kızımızla beni tanıştırmayacak’mısın dedi, tebessüm ederek.
Vera hemen yatağın altına girerek, kıpkırmızı oldu. Ben gülerek anne bu vera,
vera buda annem dedim. Annem çek kızı deyilmi dedi. Ben evet annecim
dedim. Demek bu şu meşhur üç atışlık kızımız buymuş dedi gülerek.

Anneme ne desem yalan olacak, en azından sesiz kalmak en iyisi dedim.
Vera ben gideyim zaten işim vardı diyerek, lafa girdi. Annem yatağın üzerine
oturarak, kızın elbiselerini alarak nereye gelin kızım daha yeni geldin önce bir
tanışalım dedi. Tabi türkçe. Sonra bana bakma öyle çevir söylediklerimi dedi.
Derken tekrar kapı çaldı. Anneme bakarak bu zilli tam zamanında gelmiş
dedim gülerek… Annemde gerçektende öyle oldu galiba dedi..

Kapıyı açtığımda, zeynep ablam aşkım diye içeri daldı. Annem gel kızım bizde
çınara kız istemeyi düşünüyoduk, eğer tanışabilseydik dedi. Dalga geçerek.
Ablam annemi içerde görünce morali bozuldu. Zeynep ablam ben bu kızı bir
yerden tanıyorum demeye başladı. Ben baktım her şey boka saracak. Vera,
hadi annem neysede diğerlerinin kardeşim olduğunu öğrenmesi, durumunda
ne yapar kestiremedim.

Veranın elinden tutup çıkardım yataktan wc ye soktum. Elbiselerini annemden
alıp içeri kıza attım. Baktım zeynep ablamla annem gülüyo, gülmeyin ya dedim.
Sonra bende gülmeye başladım. Gerçekten zamanım 7/24 sırf sikiş aksiyon
olmuştu resmen. Vera duştan çıkınca özür dilerim hanımefendi dedi.

Ben üzerimde kilotla, veraya sarılarak kısa eteğinin belinden kıçına doğru olan
kısımdan, tutarak kuçaklayıp sıkarak dudaklarından öptüm. Sonra kıza sorun
yok dedim. Kız tekrar kızardı. Tam döndü giderken,tekrar kızı , kucakladığım
gibi kaldırıp öptüm. Sikim bu sefer kızın eteğinin altına girerek takılmıştı. Kız
kurtarmak istedikçe sikime takılan eteği sünerek yukarı kalkıyordu. Annemle
zeynep ablam gülmeye başlamışlardı. Sonunda zeynep ablama göstermek
istediğimi göstermiştim. Bütün derdim buydu aslında. Veranın kıçına şaplağı
patlatarak sonra görüşürüz diyerek kızı yolladım.

Annemle ablam baksırımın içinden dikilmiş olan sikime bakarak, gülerken,
ben birden annemin üstüne atlayıp sarılınca annem git diye altımdan kaçmaya
çalışarak, bide gelmiş elin kızını siktiği, sikini annesine sürtüyo, bu çocukta hiç
utanma kalmamış diyerek, resmen ablam rol kesiyodu. Bir yandan kahkahalarla
gülüyordu. Zeynep ablamda fırsattan istifade annemi kurtarma bahanesiyle
durmadan sikime elliyordu.

Zeynep ablam sikimin bir numaralı bağımlısı olmuştu, artık ona çok dikkat etmek
zorundaydım, Bulduğu her boş zamanında kesin kaçıp yanıma gelecekti.

Annem yataktan kalkmış hadi sen duşunu al yarım saat sonrada yemeğe gel.,
Hadi kızım biz çıkalım dedi. Ama zeynep ablam annecim sen git ben cınarla
gelirim. Hemi ben kardeşimi çok özledim dedi. Annem iyi madem ben gidiyorum
siz sonra beraber gelirsiniz deyip çıktı. Annem çıkar çıkmaz ablam zıplayıp
kucağıma atlayarak sarıldı bana, Dudaklarıma yapışarak beni öperken bana
nefes aldırmıyordu…

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I got really sick at 18 and my dad and mom took me to all kinds of doctors to be able to treat me but none were successful.

One day, one of my dad’s colleagues told him about a doctor a few hours away in another town that they say is so good he can heal almost any disease.

First, let me describe my parents. My dad is 45 years old at the time. He is medium size, not very tall but also not very short. He was a soldier and due to that he had a nice firm body. He was considered a nice looking man in the town but he was envied more for my mother.

My mother was a bombshell. Seven years younger than dad, some considered her a trophy wife. She was as tall as dad with a fair complexion, white skin, blue eyes and long legs. Her slender body was able to hold two melon sized tits that defined her and made her shine among all other women in the town. Her ass made all the men stare when she passed because it was so firm. Mom went to the gym daily to stay in shape especially after the C-section she went through to give birth to me.

Dad took an appointment from the secretary of the doctor and we went a week later. When arriving to the clinic, we found out it was in a poor part of the village and it was in a large wooden house that was used as the medical center.

Entering the clinic, we found a voluptuous blond secretary sitting at the reception. When she saw us she smiled and asked for our names. Dad told her we had an appointment and she excused herself to tell the doctor we were here. When she was going to the other room, we noticed that this secretary was pregnant, her belly prominent in front of her.

Dad joked to mom that this woman should be resting and not working in this hot weather and this dirty village. As he was finishing, the secretary told us the doctor is ready to see us.

As we entered, we were greeted by a man 190 cm tall, towering over dad, with wide shoulders and big hands. While shaking dad’s hand, his eyes were glued to mom’s body checking her from head to toe. His voice was very deep and masculine going along with his features. His face was very handsome, with a two-day beard growth. He was bald at the crown of his head with salt and pepper hair all around his head. His smile showed two sets of perfectly white teeth. He was about dad’s age.

Dad was telling the doctor about my problem while I was sitting next to mom. The macho doctor was wearing his lab coat but his hairy forearms and hairy chest were visible underneath it as he leaned on his desk pretending to listen to dad. In fact, he was devouring mom with his eyes especially her breasts.

Dad caught attention of the doctor’s look and tried to make him focus again on the problem. The doctor snapped out of his lust and asked me to go on the bed so he can examine me.

After doing some routine tests, the doctor gave me some herbal remedies and told my parents to come back the following week so he can check up on me. When dad asked him how much he wants money in return for the consultation, the doctor boldly said that because dad has such a beautiful wife, he will take nothing.

My mom blushed while dad felt a little bit uncomfortable at the doctor’s bold comment.

We went home and I took the medicine and in a week’s time I felt a little better. Going back to the clinic, we found the secretary waiting but no other patients were there.

She told my parents that the doctor is in the nearby gym training and he would arrive in a few minutes. Waiting in the lobby, mom asked the secretary how long has she been pregnant and if he she knows the sex of the baby and so on.

While talking, the secretary mentioned her husband’s name and that he works in the military. The coincidence made it that the secretary’s husband is in the same battalion as dad but the secretary didn’t know that.

As mom and the secretary finished talking, the doctor came in from the door. The first thing that caught mom’s eyes were the rippling muscles on the tall doctor and the wide shoulders and muscular arms he had. This time he was wearing just a wife beater and some shorts so his body was more exposed.

The doctor noticed mom’s eyes while saluting us and a smug smile appeared on his face. Dad wasn’t comfortable being next to this physically menacing and perfect man so he changed the subject directly to tell him that I got a little better thanking him for the cure.

The doctor seemed happy and invited us to his clinic to do the check-up. After examining me, he told my parents that they would need to bring me every week to him to do some extra therapy sessions or else my condition will reverse.

Dad said that in a week he was going back to his duties and he won’t have time to come with us. The doctor told him that mom knows the way after twice visiting the clinic so she could come with me without dad leaving his work.

Dad loved me so much and bodrum bayan eskort he was pleased with this solution. He wanted me to get better at any cost so we accepted to come back the following week to begin the therapy.

The following week, mom wore a nice black dress and took me with her in a taxi to the clinic.

Arriving there, we waited a little as the doctor had a patient inside. Five minutes, a beautiful woman, around 25 years old, came out of the door. This woman, like the secretary was also pregnant. She said goodbye to the secretary and holding her belly, she walked out with difficulty to the car outside.

The doctor called for us and we went inside, me and my mother. Mom was surprised seeing the doctor tucking his shirt inside his pants. She began to suspect that something was happening between him and the woman that was inside but she didn’t say anything.

The doctor greeted us with a mischievous smile and seemed to hold mom’s hand a little bit longer than necessary while greeting her.

After he finished my therapy session, he told mom that I needed to rest for about an hour in the adjoining room before we can leave and he told her they can talk about me in the mean time in his office.

Mom agreed reluctantly because she had nowhere else to go and she didn’t want to wait outside with the secretary. Going to his office, mom sat while the hunky doctor asked her if she wanted to drink anything. Mom said coffee. As the doctor was ordering the coffee from the secretary on the telephone, mom’s eyes fell on his pants. She noticed that his pants weren’t zipped. While he was talking on the phone, he nonchalantly squeezed his balls to adjust them. That’s when mom saw that the doctor wasn’t wearing any underwear under his pants.

Mom couldn’t take her eyes off the doctor’s crotch. She thought her eyes were tricking her but the thick slab of meat that she saw couldn’t be a cock. She has never thought that a cock could be this thick. Lowering her gaze, her mouth flung wide open as she followed the length of the cock. It seemed to go on just a little higher than the doctor’s knees. As she woke up from her daze, she saw the doctor looking at her with a wide grin on her face. He then said he was sorry he didn’t notice that his zipper was open and he closed it.

Mom was speechless and red in the face. She swallowed and cleared her throat while looking at the ground. She didn’t know what happened to her but she felt her heart racing in her chest. Mom excused herself from the doctor and said she would wait in the lobby.

An hour later, the doctor led me to mom and told her he was waiting for us the same time next week. As we left, the secretary asked him what happened. The doctor replied with a grin that the fish has caught the bait.

The next week, we arrived and mom decided to wait outside for the doctor to finish. After finishing my session, the doctor asked mom to enter because he wanted to discuss an important matter with her. She entered and sat down and the doctor told her that my condition may be partly genetic and he needed to take some information from her.

He asked her hers and dad’s ages and some other info. Then he asked her if I have any other brothers or sisters. Mom answered no and asked why that is important. The doctor replied that he wanted to see if other kids were having the same symptoms because my condition is usually caused by a weak seed from the father. Mother felt terrified and the doctor asked her about the reason. Mom felt obliged for my own sake to tell the doctor that, after my birth, dad began to have very weak erections and very light ejaculations.

The doctor shook his head in worry and told mom that the condition is dangerous and that he needs to take more information. Mom was very afraid then and told the doctor she will answer any question he has. He began asking intimate questions about her sex life. She found it difficult and invasive to answer these questions, but she complied. She told him that it has been a few weeks since she had sex with dad and that usually sex lasts a few minutes at most and most times dad has premature ejaculation. That’s why they haven’t had any kids after me.

Then the doctor asked her about the size of dad’s balls telling her that he needs to know as soon as possible if dad’s balls can make enough sperm to see if my genetics are the reason for my illness. Mom was confused. She was a very conservative woman and she didn’t know or even remember exactly how big dad’s nuts are.

The doctor told her that if he doesn’t complete his diagnosis that day and give me the appropriate remedy, my condition will become worse- but he has a solution. Mom was nearly in tears and she begged him to do the necessary. The doctor told her that because dad was far away and he was the only man present, she could compare him to dad and tell him the exact size.

Mom didn’t fully understand the idea but she nodded her head. The yalıkavak escort doctor stood up, went in front of mom’s chair and his waist was directly in front of her face. With his big hairy hands, he unzipped his pants as he looked at mom’s face. Letting them fall to the ground, a wide grin appeared on his face and the reason was the reaction on mom’s face.

Mom’s jaw opened wide. Tears were still in her eyes as she witnessed the macho stud’s appendage. His soft cock dangled between his meaty muscular hairy thighs about 7 inches. The cock was as thick as a beer can and the head was covered with the skin but it appeared as big as a baby’s fist. The shaft was full of dark veins running along the shaft.

As he held his magnificent cock and raised it in his hand, mom saw the doctor’s balls. In her mind, she had a definition for big but the hunk’s balls exceeded her definition by much. Hanging tight inside their sac, the doctor’s balls were as big as two apples.

The doctor waited a few moments for mom to relish the sight of his masculinity before clearing his throat. Mom unconsciously licked her lips and looked him in the eyes. The bull could see the look of lust in mom’s eyes. So, he asked her how do his balls compare to her husband’s. “Are they this big?”

Without thinking, mom replied, “Are you kidding? Your balls are three times bigger than him. They are very big…just huge.”

Getting his answer, the doctor left mom in her chair and zipped his pants, going back to his desk. Mom felt she wanted to tell him to stay, but she couldn’t. She felt her panties were soaking wet and her nipples protruding from her blouse.

The arrogant doctor knew what he was doing to mom but he wanted her to submit to him willingly. Acting all serious, he told her we can leave and return next week without taking his eyes off his papers.

Mom felt ashamed and rejected and horny at the same time. That week, mom couldn’t stop dreaming about the stud doctor and his huge cock and balls. Dad’s absence and small weak cock didn’t help either. Every night, mom would wake up with her panties soaked wet from the dreams she was having of my macho doctor.

The day we were meant to return to the clinic, dad called and told mom that he met with the secretary’s husband. The man hasn’t returned home for six months, so he told her that whore seems to have gotten pregnant from another man. Mom felt a cold rush through her body. She was at her most fertile period of the month that day and she wasn’t using the pill because she was trying for another baby with dad.

Later that day, we arrived at the clinic. The whole road, mom was uncomfortable and shaking. The doctor told the secretary to go out with me for a walk for an hour or so because he needed to discuss some matters with mom. As soon as she heard this, a shiver crossed mom’s body. She knew what was going to happen.

Without telling her anything, he just used his finger to tell mom to get inside the office and then he locked it behind them. Mom tried to preserve her faithfulness to dad by asking the doctor what he wants to talk about. But she was surprised by the hunky man grabbing her by the waist and smashing his lips to hers and kissing her profoundly. Mom felt her emotions on fire, her heart fluttering, her nipples and clitoris tingling as she melted in the handsome stud’s gruff arms.

My faithful conservative mom lost all her defenses to this stud and opened her mouth allowing his thick tongue to invade her. Kissing her passionately, the doctor’s and mom’s tongues clashed. Mom felt the doctor’s other hand grabbing her breast.

Mom felt like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered as the strong doctor unbuttoned her blouse savagely and roughly took down her bra exposing her big white jugs. Dr. Boulos didn’t waste anytime as he lowered his mouth while grabbing and caressing mom’s breasts and took one of the nipples between his lips. Mom sighed as the doctor began sucking her nipple.

“What are you doing Dr. Boulos? Please stop. I am a married woman. This is wrong…”

Before she could continue, the horny stud lowered one of his hairy muscular arms and shoved it under mom’s skirt and grabbed her pussy. Mom moaned and threw her head backwards while pushing the doctor’s hairy chest with her manicured small hands. As the doctor kept sucking on mom’s breasts and playing with her pussy, he began biting some of the white flesh on the breasts asking mom what will dad think when he sees the love bites? Is he too dumb to realize that a real man was biting his wife’s breasts? Mom was too lost to respond. She just moaned loudly as the doctor continued his manly duties. A few minutes later, the doctor felt that mom’s pussy was leaking and her panties were fully wet. Taking her to the bed where he examines patients, he laid her there as he began to take off his clothes. Mom was topless and her skirt was also on the floor. As she saw the big man in front mumcular escort of her taking off his clothes, mom knew that there was no turning back. As she witnessed his broad hairy muscular chest, his muscular big biceps and his hairy mountain legs, she couldn’t resist rubbing her pussy in lust. As he took off his underwear, mom licked her lips lustily and moaned deeply at the masculine sight in front of her.

In order to tease her, the doctor asked her if my dad compares to him. In her lust, mom said to the doctor that she has never imagined a man could be so handsome and manly and hung. The doctor laughed with his deep voice as he approached mom. Taking off her panties, the doctor began to finger her cunt. Mom began to squirm on the bed as the doctor continued fingering her.

The doctor told her that he bets his finger is as thick as dad’s penis, trying to humiliate dad in front of her. Mom didn’t care as she was trying to reach his cock and touch it for the first time. Dr. Boulos saw that mom was aching for his cock so he allowed her to grab it. Mom got off the bed and knelt in front of the hunk, admiring his cock. She began caressing the shaft and squeezing it in her hands, licking her lips in anticipation. The doctor’s cock responded by growing in length and enlarging in girth, which sent mom into a frenzy. As a sign of respect, mom took Dr. Boulos’s cock and kissed the veiny shaft with the same lips she kisses dad every day. It was the first cock mom ever kissed. Planting kisses all over the enlarging phallus, the two big testicles appeared. Mom didn’t hesitate to show her lust for this man’s balls as she took each one of them in her mouth, drowning them in her spit. Then, she gave the big swollen cock her attention as she tried to fit the head in her mouth. After struggling a little and with some encouragement from the stud, mom took the head of his cock and 4 inches of the shaft in her mouth. Sucking on it heftily, she began to make slobbering noises as she tasted a man’s dick for the first time.

“Have you ever done that to your pencil-dicked hubby, ma’am?” asked the doctor arrogantly. Mom looked him in his eyes and shook her head without taking the cock out. The doctor laughed and told her it is time for the main event.

Grabbing her by her aroused nipples, Dr. Boulos guided mom to the bed again and ordered her to get on all fours. Mom complied at first but when he approached her from behind and the head of his cock touched her cunt, she asked him to wear a condom before penetrating her. The doctor assured her that he will remove it before shooting his load.

Mom was so horny that she didn’t argue. Holding her breath and waiting for the stud to mount her, mom felt her cunt lips separating to accommodate the man penetrating her. A small shriek escaped her mouth as the doctor’s cockhead entered her vagina. The doctor slowed down a little at mom’s pleas and then a few seconds later slammed the whole twelve inches inside her. Mom felt she was going to faint as the doctor’s big cock smashed through her cunt knocking at her cervix and opening it. She felt the man’s huge donkey cock reaching her womb and moving inside it.

As she was on all fours like a cow being mounted by the bull who is the doctor, mom felt the stud pinching and mauling her breasts.

“Please, you’re killing me. Your cock is too big. I can’t handle it. Please take it out” mom begged as the doctor began fucking her slowly.

“That’s what you asked for, bitch. You will feel better soon”

The doctor grabbed mom by her big breasts and leaned on her back as he mounted her and began his fucking rhythm. A few strokes afterwards, my mom’s tight cunt dilated enough to accommodate this huge man and she began moaning in ecstasy.

At each penetration of the mighty cock, mom would throw her head to the side, bite her lip and shout a primal sexual sound deep from her chest.

Mom was being mounted, fucked, and penetrated by this giant macho man. Mom didn’t think about dad in those moments. She didn’t care that she was cheating on the man she loved so much. Her world in those minutes revolved around the thick meat shaft pounding into her fertile womb.

Half an hour later, sweat covered the doctor’s hairy chest and his mighty back and also mom’s voluptuous body. The doctor had a sexual stamina that exceeded dad’s by miles. He had been fucking mom for thirty minutes and made her orgasm multiple times.

Mom was like a toy in the doctor’s hands as his dick was lodged deep inside her. The doctor then ordered mom to lie on her back and open her legs for him. He then mounted her in the missionary position where he could see the expressions on her face as his cock gave her the fuck of her life.

Mom waited for the stud to mount her again, and as she felt the sensation, a low cool sound escaped her throat. As he lodged his 12 inch pole inside mom’s waiting cunt, she twirled her small feet around his back and held his hairy ass in her hands caressing it while he did his job.

Mom could feel the heavy cum-filled balls of the doctor slapping her ass as he continued the merciless pounding of her cunt.

“Please stud, fuck me harder. I love you” uttered mom to the doctor as she looked deeply in his strong eyes and admired his square-jawed masculine face.

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Having breakfast at a local greasy diner with my beau, the conversation stopped when Daniel wantonly gazed upon a young woman walking with her boyfriend along the street outside the window.

I couldn’t blame him, as the girl was, well, eye-catching. She was wearing a tight tee top which placed her breasts in prominent display. Her beige mini-skirt showed a lot of leg, and I swear Daniel was placed in a trance by her swaying hips.

“Daniel?”

The calling of his name snapped his eyes away from the girl’s shapely ass. He guiltily looked at me, only to see my head-shaking smile. “It’s okay, Daniel, I understand. She looks very attractive.”

I glanced at the couple, now nearing the end of our sightline, as did my boyfriend. They were a cute couple who were snuggled against each other. Her hand was placed gently on her boyfriend’s ass, while he was kissing her neck.

“I wonder where they do it,” asked Daniel.

“Huh?”

“You know, they probably can’t do it at home unless their parents are away, so I just wonder where they do it when they can’t mess around at home,” said my boyfriend, an older man with graying hair. “They have to sneak away somewhere.”

I surmised they found the normal places to make love, the places where lovebirds have mated over the ages. At a local park, for instance, or down by the lake at a local lover’s lane under a blanket of darkness. There they would turn a car into a bedroom like lovers have for decades. I can’t be sure, but most likely lovers of olden days may have even used the back bench of a carriage for their lovemaking setting.

It got me thinking. I was lucky my lover — he a married man — didn’t mind our own love nests, like my apartment or a local motel. For quickies, we were just like the young lovers, we didn’t mind being contortionists and making love in one of our trusty automobiles. For many reasons I’ve always liked being a little adventurous, and if that sense of adventure led be to a secluded yet semi-public setting for sex, so be it.

We lowered our voices and speculated on the “unusual” — that’s his word, not mine — places we had sampled each other’s sexual talents over our three-year relationship. Yes, we’d regularly do it in the car, but over time Daniel would convince me to become more adventuresome in our relationship. We performed our sexual escapades in numerous places, locations which made my friends blush.

One of his favorites was in the stairwells of mall parking lots, in between floors with the door closed above and below so that an intruder would be heard in advance of his or her spying eyes catching us doing some type of wild thing. We had also messed around in a dark, cramped closet at a local library and braved the elements outdoors in a national park. Our most risky might have been the quick blowjob I gave him in a dressing room at Sears just minutes after the store opened. While there was nobody around at first, I heard women walking past and conversing with each other just feet away from us. Luckily, I had gotten him to shoot off quickly, and we were able to slip away without being caught.

Conversely, on one occasion we were caught in the act by several women when we got it on in a rest room during a rock concert. It didn’t faze the three girls at all, as they were, well, drunk and more interested in using the facilities than watching our lovemaking. They actually clapped at our activities before leaving.

Yes, we had led an adventurous love life, and those semi-public sex escapades were not only physically hot but also mentally. I had used my trusty hairbrush on numerous occasions thinking about our lovemaking sessions and often wondered if we’d ever be able to lara escort best whatever last session we had.

I met Daniel when I worked at the fast food restaurant he managed. He was a good boss, gave us a little leeway on breaks and hours worked, and I missed him when he was transferred to another store.

It was purely by accident when we met at Target, he looking for some jewelry for his wife, me shopping for a new watch. We shared coffees at Starbucks and went our separate ways, but that night I used my trusty hairbrush to satisfy my sexual urges, using Daniel as the poster boy for manhood.

He was quite attractive, as he looked distinguished yet had an air or youth. He was in his mid-40s and regularly worked out, something he reminded me I should do more of…the creep.

Not that I am obese or anything, at 5-5, my 128 pound, 23-year-old frame carries my long brown hair and brown eyes well.

As luck would have it Daniel ran into me at Wendy’s one day at lunchtime. Little did I know he had been waiting for me, as I’d mentioned I ate at the restaurant a couple times each week. I was surprised, but pleased, that we met. I asked how his wife Wendy — how ironic is that? — was, and he quizzed me of my recent dates.

At that time I hadn’t been seeing anyone special, not since being dumped by Jason several weeks before.

Throughout lunch I caught Daniel sneaking glances at my chest on several occasions, and after a while decided to have some fun with the guy. Sort of give an old guy a thrill.

I excused myself and went to the rest room, returning with my mini-skirt hiked a little higher. He gentlemanly stood as I reached the table, and I couldn’t help but laugh as his eyes glued themselves to an expanse of thigh which was revealed when I snuggled into my seat.

“Mr. Dawson! You are being a little obvious,” was my stern comment. “Don’t hurt yourself looking…”

Busted, Daniel blushed like the child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“It’s just you are, well, so beautiful!” stammered the man old enough to be my father.

I waved off his comments. “It’s okay, it’s okay, I was just kidding you.”

While he was embarrassed at being caught, it didn’t stop him from staring at places other than my eyes over the next few minutes. It was kind of cute, actually, and I really enjoyed having some control over the married man.

In any event, he went to get his car washed and I went back to work with a smile on my face…all the while wondering if I’d get the chance to tease the man more in the future. Little did I know it would be sooner than I thought as later that afternoon my phone rang and Mr. Dawson’s voice brought a smile to my eyes.

“You left your umbrella at Wendy’s, and if you want I could drop it off after work.”

That sounded like a deal, and we agreed to meet at 5:30 that cool winter evening. Honest, nothing was planned, but for some reason I jumped into his waiting car when I left the high rise office where I worked. My skirt had revealed an expanse of thigh when I sat down, something Mr. Dawson dutifully noted. I took the umbrella he handed me, and asked him to drive me to my car just two rows away.

He did, pulling into a space besides my car, and I did the unthinkable. I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for his thoughtfulness.

“If I knew I was going to get a kiss I would have bought you a new umbrella and said this one was lost,” joked the man many years my senior.

I smiled, and, well, something came over me. I bent toward the man and planted a slow kiss on his open mouth. We held the pose for a few seconds before he broke the kiss, serik escort bringing a look of disappointment to my face. “If we’re going to do that, maybe I should drive to the back of the lot.”

He looked at me, as if waiting to be dismissed. I just smiled, and he took the hint. He drove away from the front of the building and around back. He pulled into a space along the back of the lot, well away from any other vehicles and guarded from two sides by bushes.

Turning toward me, he smiled and pulled me toward him. Without any hesitation I leaned over and soon we were kissing like teenagers. I have to admit it was quite exciting knowing I was attractive to this mature specimen. I loved it when he kissed my neck, and when he did that in tandem with massaging my breast, well, I was smitten. His hand snaked inside my blouse and he caressed my breast, first, on top of my bra and then on bare skin after lifting the bra off and above my breasts.

“Umm,” I cooed, enjoying the sensation. “Don’t stop, it’s perfect.”

Daniel’s soft fingers danced on my nipples, first one then the other. All the while he kept kissing my neck. Even in the dark I noticed his excitement below, and I reached down to caress his cock over his pants, an action which brought a sigh to his throat.

“Mr. Dawson, I think something needs to be unleashed,” I said, smiling at my feeble attempt at humor. Then, seriously, I added, “What about your wife?”

He didn’t miss a beat. The look on his face was priceless, and he murmured something like, “Just do it, please, take it out.”

I unzipped his pants and slowly reached into his boxers, taking a firm grip on his manhood. I stroked it, slowly and then a little faster as I watched it grow.

“Is this for me?”

“Yes,” was his only reply.

Feeling guilty, I mean, he was married, I began pulling away, but I stopped and continued stroking him before I felt his hand gently pushing my head down.

Well, I am sure his wife might have objected to this course of action, but if he didn’t mind, neither did I!

I lowered my head and kissed the tip of his hardening cock, then tongued round and round the mushroom shaped crown. That brought a few moans from above, so I figured I was doing something right.

I once had a guy tell me there’s never a bad blow job, but I learned long ago never to let anything go to chance when working on a guy’s cock. Once I thought I had given a masterful beejay only to learn from a girlfriend who heard from her boyfriend that Thad, the guy I had blown the previous week, that I had nipped his precious cock with my teeth.

It’s funny how Thad had never mentioned anything being amiss when I was sucking his dick. As I remember it, he was calling me a great cocksucker while I vacuumed the sticky sauce from his manhood. That was the last time he had me in that situation.

Practice makes perfect, I thought, as I slowly alternated licks between sucks of Mr. Dawson’s tasty cock. It couldn’t have been more than five-and-a-half inches in length, but what it lacked in one area it was more than ample in another. He had to be four inches around. I mean, it was working to oval my mouth around the whole sausage.

Still I was up to the task, and my licks graduated to a slow, sensuous, wet, loud gripping of his dick with my lips. I started at the tip and slowly sucked more and more of his dick into my mouth by manipulating my lips. The groans from the man told me all I needed to know about whether he liked it or not.

I had only gone up and down his cock a few times when I felt his hand grasp my head and hold it steady. About four inches of dick was planted antalya escort in my mouth, and I merely tightened and loosened my lips, keeping it in position.

“Robyn, I’m going to cum. You can pull it out!” gasped the man.

Not today, buster, I had worked hard for his nectar, and I wasn’t going to have it splash all over his car when my mouth and tummy wanted it dearly. Maybe wifey didn’t swallow, but this girl does.

“Oh, jeez, Robyn, it’s great,” were the famous last words of the man before his cock erupted its seed inside my hot, willing oral cave. “YES!”

For an older guy he had a lot of pent-up sperm which needed to be unleashed from his sack. He spurted several hard shots before releasing a bit more of the tangy sauce. I swallowed while continuing to suck his shrinking dick, finally looking up at the man who was gazing down in awe.

Smiling, I licked the tip of his cock before rising into the passenger seat.

Daniel started to say something, but I waved him off.

“Be quiet. Just kiss me…now.”

This was my ultimate test of whether I might have seconds one day with the guy. There are a lot of men who won’t kiss their women after a blow job, and that’s their prerogative. For me, though, it’s a definite step toward never having my lips on their dicks again. My feeling is that if the cocksucking is good enough for me to have to swallow the demon seed, then the least a guy can do is kiss the lips that performed the magic.

Not only did Mr. Dawson kiss me, but we French-kissed, swapping spit and, yes, the residual effects of his cum, for several minutes.

Um, this wasn’t to be a one-nighter. Me think there will be more where that came from.

Over the next several months Daniel and I secretively met and out lovemaking advanced from blow jobs to full blown sexual escapades, although oral sex was a big part of our repertoire. And while we did the deed in the bedroom, our best rendezvous had to be of the semi-public variety. Not open enough to get caught, but risqué enough that we both were taken to a higher plateau.

The man surely enjoyed being adventurous, like the time we were walking in a park along a passenger railroad in the early evening. We heard the whistle of an oncoming train, and he pulled me close, kissed me, then pushed me down onto my knees. I got the picture, and, looking around to make sure the coast was clear, reached into his pants and pulled out his manhood.

Licking the tip, I heard the train whistle once more, closer this time. I began sucking his cock in earnest, tasting his hardness which had risen to full mast in mere seconds.

“Oh, Robyn, don’t stop…yes, that’s good…here comes the train…more, keep sucking me…it’s a passenger train…oh that feels so good…the engineer sees us Robyn, keep sucking…this is unbelievable…there are passengers…they can see us…oh I’m cumming.”

I looked away from his short hairs and toward the track, holding his dick in my mouth, and observed the train pulling away. I have no way of knowing if people saw us, only Daniel’s description. But he swears the driver and at least some passengers had to have seen our frolic. All I know is the man fired his cum with less than two minutes of help from my mouth, so it had to have been fantastic for him.

Walking back to the car I had a huge smile upon my face, and I could swear every one who walked past us knew what we had been up to. When we got back to his car he kissed me and smiled.

“That was great, Robyn, that was fantastic.”

Daniel drove me back to my car.

“See you soon honey. I gotta go and get my car washed before I head home,” said the man.

“Oh, maybe I could join you some day at the car wash,” I joked. “That would be a nice cheap date.”

At the time I didn’t know how accurate my little attempt at levity had been.

To be continued…

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When Reality and Fantasy Merge Part 2

I think it was that film I’d seen that really started me off on what I came to think of as my “Belles”. The old French film I mean with Catherine Deneuve, Belle de Jour.” She was an ultra respectable married woman that wanted more in her life and became a part time prostitute in a brothel. She had no need of the money for her husband was immensely rich and generous and she had everything she wanted apart from illicit sexual thrills. In a way a little like me. With her also there was the psychological side for she too was never quite sure whether it was all in her mind or not.

And that had been me as I went to that bar the first time, dressed like a whore, picked up the young man and fucked him in that warehouse doorway. Until this day I’m not sure whether I really did it or whether it was all some extraordinarily vivid erotic dream in which I acted out the events that had been built up in my mind over the preceding months.

Whatever it was it had been dramatically real and had made me realise that I could have sex in that fashion and that I could get en enormous amount from it. Far more than I could from making love as part of a relationship with someone that I had no emotional tie up to. So of course the other fantasies that had lurked in the deepest recesses of my sexual mind started to move nearer to the front of my consciousness. And always it seemed there was a similar thread running through them. Me being degraded. Me being on the face of it abused. But in my way being in control, taking what I wanted and giving none of me apart from sex. It was as “if I can’t enjoy a normal tender relationship for I can’t handle the emotional involvement needed for me to have successful sex, then have no emotional involvement at all and just the sex.” Quirky and unusual and probably hard to understand I know, but it’s what I felt and was certainly what turned me on. Sex with total strangers who I’d never see again. Sex where I became just an erotic object. An item that gave sex and nothing else.

I know you may say why not get a fuck buddy as the Americans call it. A man who I could have sex and nothing else with. God I meet so many that should be easy. And of course it would be but it wasn’t what I wanted. To an extent I’d know them. There’d be a history and some future. They’d know what was going to happen and that wasn’t in my fantasy script. No this way was better and was what I chose. Find strangers have sex and leave. No involvement, no strings, no emotions and no aftermath with them.

In my mind I became more sexually daring. Not that picking a guy up in a bar and taking him to a doorway and having sex wasn’t daring and possibly dangerous! No, I mean with the act itself. I mean with the type of sex and what I wanted to do with who I picked up. Yes I dredged up those fantasies that the women’s magazines tell us are perfectly normal and are thought of by most sexually active women at some time or the other. Perfectly normal and thought of by many they may be but is it normal to feel as though one acts them out to the point that they are as though they’ve become part of reality? That I doubt is done by most sexually active women do you?

I visualised myself in the same outfit. The same black, frilly, lacy, almost see-through blouse with the buttons loosely sewed back on again. No bra of course and one too many buttons undone. That pelmet of garish, red plastic, the black fishnet hold-ups and high heeled shoes. No need for the long leather coat though for it was now early summer so it was replaced by a light denim jacket. Short, but able to be done up when the need arose later.

I’d ventured further afield. Into North London, Islington. Trendier but with a similar plethora of bars inhabited by young people. Again I’d visited the bars and pubs and clubs in my “civvies.” The research and planning played a big part in the creation of my fantasies. It was exciting being in a bar dressed nicely knowing that if I returned it would be looking very different with completely other aims in mind. It was also incredibly stimulating to poke around in open places searching for the venue where I would do it. Seeing in my mind a doorway, now empty and just a few feet from passersby where soon I might be writhing on the end of an unknown erection, where I would be bare-chested with my skirt around my waist being fucked by a stranger. I imagined doorways, alleys,, parks and even graveyards. It excited me to think about and look at places in the cold light of day knowing that they might form part of this amazing fantasy that was more and more taking shape in my mind.

I’d passed up several likely prospects largely because it was still light outside. That might be just a little too much for tonight’s adventure. Then I saw him and heard him. Standing just down the bar to me he was chatting to someone at the bar in an accent, Dutch or German I thought or maybe Swedish, I couldn’t tell. He caught my eye across the other guy’s shoulder and I saw his piercing blue eyes and sweep of blonde hair. He was nicely tanned wearing just a white tee shirt and tight jeans. He looked muscular, izmit escort very fit and as they say well hung. I looked away and watched him from the corner of my eye. Obviously a regular for he talked to quite a few people and I was beginning to give up hope of being able to see him by himself so I started to think of leaving and go to my secondary bar, see how detailed my planning is?

But then the bar started to clear a bit and I was the only one apart from him sitting at it. He went to the men’s room and came out and, after chatting to a group, came back to the bar his eyes pinned on my crossed legs all the way across the room. He smiled and went to move along the bar towards me but I stopped him with a shake of my head. He lifted his glass indicating as to whether I’d like another drink. I again shook my head but as I did so I undid the last stud on the denim jacket letting it fall open. I was getting adept now at longer range, silent pick ups and was quicker at it than I’d been that first night in Bethnal Green. With his eyes on me I re-crossed my legs taking my time letting him see well up my skirt probably even above my stocking tops. I leaned forward over the bar giving him a good, if rather long distant, view down my top. I could see from the way he was sure he was it for tonight

I slid off the stall letting the cheap skirt get caught on the stool before brushing it down slowly wiggling my boobs as I did. I picked up my lighter and cigarettes and put them into my bag avoiding his eyes that I knew were watching my every move. That done I stood there a moment fumbling in my bag as if getting car keys or something and then looked up quickly and caught him staring at me. He looked flustered but my smile reassured him. He came up to me and said,

“Can I buy you a drink or something?”

Now used to how to get through the usual pick up routine I said quietly,

“No but if you want to fuck me you can.”

I saw him visibly gulp as, at the same time, his eyes widened as he looked straight down my top seeing for sure my lack of bra..

“How?” was his naturally mumbled reply.

“By keeping your mouth shut and following me to where I go, OK?”

I turned and walked out letting my bottom wiggle and hips sway in the tight plastic skirt just as I’d practiced so often. I waited a moment outside for I knew he had to pay his bill and it took a few moments longer than I’d expected before the door opened andhe emrged. He went to come up to me but I shook my head and turned and made off down the road in my high heels knowing that his gaze would be on the undulating cheeks of my bottom and the net of covering my legs.

The timing had been perfect for it was now dusk but not dark as I made my way down Upper Street away from the Angel towards Holloway Corner. I didn’t bother to look back but felt him coming alongside me as we got to a less crowded part. He came alongside and went to say something, probably wanting to know my price. Without even really looking at him I said,

“Here’s the deal. You can come with me and have sex but you musn’t say a word, don’t worry it won’t cost you a penny. OK?

“Yes, yes sure,” he stammered back as I turned off the main road.

He was alongside me but had got the message and didn’t say anything as I turned into the small park. Walking across it I made for the shelter I’d found right in the middle surrounded by gardens on all sides. He followed me inside where despite the gloom there was enough light to see each other as I sat down on the bench and looked up at my quarry. Nice I thought, around twenty, maybe a little older he was good looking and appeared to have a great body.

I looked up at him and smiling reached out and undid his belt and slipped his zip undone. My eyes locked onto his I slipped my hand inside and ran it up and down his erection. “God he’s big,” I thought my heart leaping rather ridiculously at the thought of having a big cock in me. I pulled it out of his boxers and yes it was big. Thick and long it made me shudder at the thought of it going up me and I momentarily wondered if it would hurt me. But I knew that by then I would be soaked and that would help a lot. Still holding his gaze I leaned forward and after licking right up and down his length I took him quickly into my mouth.

In my thinking and fantasising I’d added this variant and as I’d run over it in my mind I’d found it extremely stimulating to be imagining sucking a completely strange cock just minutes after meeting its owner. As I’d thought of that so the man would quickly get to like it and would soon start finding my rhythm and would slowly be moving his hips back and forth at the same time as my head moved. And in that dingy shelter, in that dark park that’s what was happening. I’d reached round him and was gripping the, at one moment firm and at the next soft, cheeks of his wonderfully pert arse as he started to fuck my mouth. I wasn’t ready for that though. Oh no not unprotected.

But I kept him in there knowing that I was bringing him nearer and nearer to ejaculation. As I felt the extra straining of his erection gebze escort in my mouth so I slid the top of the blouse off first one and then the other shoulder wiggling my body until it had completely uncovered my breasts. Then just as I knew he was about to cum I whipped my mouth away. Holding his pulsating cock in my hand I rubbed it quickly between my tits giving it that last impetus that forced his cum to start shooting from him.

I heard a deep grunt, almost a moan, come from his mouth as his warm, sticky cum splattered onto hand my and bare breasts. It just seemed to spew and spew from him in what for a moment, in my fantasizing mind, I thought might be an endless stream. But even young, virile young men can’t do that in reality as they might in the unreal and soon it stopped and there was just a small dribble hanging from the tip. Looking into his eyes again as he ran his hands through my hair saying how marvelous it had been, I rubbed the tip of his still surprisingly hard penis over each of my breasts smoothing his goo into the soft flesh that felt so sensitive and alive.

It was just as I’d imagined in my moments of thinking about this and fantasising about how it would go. The straining I felt in his cock as it prepared itself to ejaculate, the stream of thick liquid shooting from it, the splash of warm cum on my breasts and the feelings as I rubbed it in with the bulbous head of his engorged cock. There’s something so wonderfully dirty and amazingly sordid at having a man cum on your body, especially your breasts. I can’t quite put my finger on why or what but women do fantasise about it and most, I think, welcome a man emptying themselves on her.

He went to talk but I shook my head and continued running his erection over each breasts concentrating its head on my nipples that were now alarmingly hard just as I knew they’d be from when I used my vibrator on my bed visualizing this moment.

Unlike the mainly older men I’d been with since my marriage break down his penis didn’t go completely soft, just a little less than it had been. But it was now time to freshen that back to its fullness. I placed it between my breasts and sort of wrapped them around it looking down at the tip that was sticking out from between its soft covering. It was close enough for me to reach with my tongue and as I massaged the sides with my boobs reveling in it sliding in and out of them lubricated him with his own cum. I licked the very tip several times feeling it twitch and come to life again. Just as the fantasy had indicated I felt the hardness returning, the straining coming back and his hands grabbing my hair.

I stood up letting the blouse fall away from me but still held in the waist-band of the skirt. My breasts were completely bare and still splattered with his semen the hard, erect nipples glistening with it as I took his hands and place them on the full orbs. He rubbed and stroked them making moaning grunting sounds as his fingers explored the soft pliant and such sensitive flesh. As he did that I was, just as I’d planned, holding his cock rubbing it gently as I coaxed it back to its full readiness.

And then the fantasy took a very different turn. My imagination had created a new dimension. I visualised a completely new element to it. In my mind a totally new event happened.

“Hey is this a private party or can anyone join in?” I heard a man’s voice with a heavy accent ask. But it wasn’t the man who was caressing my breasts and whose now wonderfully full erection I was holding against the red plastic covering my tummy. No it came from the entrance to the shelter where as I looked up I saw another man. The man I was holding turned and said,

“Hi Carl, I’m sure you can join in but our lady doesn’t want us or her to talk.”

At first the fantasy had told me that I would panic. But strangely I didn’t. I think it was the first man mentioning not talking that did that. I simply looked at the second man measuring him up and yes he was young, yes he was well built and attractive. And I may well have chosen him had I seen him by himself in the bar. He was slightly familiar and of course, as in the fantasy, he’d been talking to the first one at some time in the evening.

I watched as he came over to us and standing behind me he put his hands around me and cupped my breasts shoving himself against my bottom. He was already thrillingly hard and I felt his length fit between my cheeks. At the same time the first man was pressing his erection against my tummy. The combination of feeling two cocks squashed against me was so exciting that I felt myself losing a little control. Nothing like it had been in the fantasy. I found that I was squirming my crotch, backside and breasts all at the same time against the pleasure giving cocks and hands. And they kept on giving me more and more pleasure. But it wasn’t just that it was the thrill of the two men and the anticipation of both of them having me that contributed hugely to the unexpected sensations that I hadn’t factored into my plan. I knew that this was near rape. I realised that I was going darıca escort to, no had started, having sex without my agreement. That one man at least was forcing himself on me without my permission. But did that worry me, did it concern me or fill me with dread? No my imagination took that on board and the fantasy building up took on a completely different dimension to that which I’d planned. Now I would have the added humiliation of being taken by two men together in tandem, of double the degrading and demeaning. Now, not only was I going to have sordid sex in sordid surroundings but also I had lost control and between they could force me to do as they wished not as I directed.

The fantasy was, as I guess had always been inevitable, going pear shaped.

The fantasy had called for me to pull my skirt up and offer that part of me to one man. Now though I had two pairs of hands yanking at the plastic so that it was bunched around my waist. Now, I was bared by them to their gazes and enquiring hands. Nothing in my imagining had prepared me for this but oddly I didn’t struggle for the domination of me by them seemed if anything to arouse me more.

They spoke to each other as they pawed my breasts and stroked between my legs possibly saying, although I couldn’t understand a word, how wet I was for they spoke in their native tongue. I was even losing control over the silence but now that too didn’t seem to bother me. I found that as their hands slid between my legs I squirmed myself against them pressing the bare, soaked lips and my clitoris onto their skin drawing every last bit of pleasure from the hard, warm flesh. I found that I pressed my breasts back against their hands that were fondling me wonderfully roughly and were pinching and pulling my nipples deliciously fiercely. And I found that I was moaning and gasping from what they were doing, showing emotions and feelings in a way that had not been scripted nor catered for in the fantasy.

The first one said something in what I think now was Dutch. I could only pick out one word and that was repeated several times in the same sentence and that was fuck. It thrilled me to hear it amongst what sounded as a load of gibberish. It thrilled and excited me to the extent that completely out of the intended way I heard myself saying, no whining,

“Yes,yes.”

The first man now came behind me and the other stood in front his hands grabbing a bunch of my hair as the other one grasped my hips. The first pulled my head upwards his face descending as he did so that it was so close to mine I could smell the faint traces of his aftershave and the strong odour of beer on his breath. This was not the fantasy I’d imagined for his mouth enveloped mine and he kissed me greedily and roughly immediately shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. My immediate reaction was to struggle and I tried to pull away but his hold on my hair hurt so much I couldn’t. As I tried to yank my head back so he pulled harder on my hair making me think that a bunch would come out. I cried out with pain and he said, in English, “shut up bitch, keep your fucking mouth shut.” I gasped at both the pain and the language now half afraid and half even more excited. The other joined in obviously now ignoring the agreement we’d made.

“Yes keep it shut until we tell you to open it so we can put our cocks in it.”

He was now shoving himself against my lips and I knew that he would shortly be in me and I managed to blurt out “please wear a condom.” It was somewhat of a relief but also quite an embarrassment when he replied,

“Of course, I wouldn’t put my cock up the cunt of a whore without one.”

Despite everything that was happening to me in this amazingly real and quite chilling fantasy I stammered,

“I’m not a whore, I’m not.” It seemed important for me to make the differentiation, “I just wanted uncomplicated sex.”

And then I got it for suddenly the first man, the one that I’d had oral sex with, was in me. He thrust his large cock in me without warning and I grunted as it slid all the way up.

“Oh yes,” I moaned as he started to surge in and out. The other one, still holding me by the hair pushed my face down and down until it was level with his cock that he’d released from his trousers.

“Suck me, suck me bitch,” he ordered pushing it against my face with his other hand.

And then I got royally fucked from behind by the first man as I sucked and gobbled at the second man’s cock. I was now aroused to the point where I was starting to orgasm when suddenly the one behind me pulled out.

“No, no,” I heard myself say, regretting the show of feelings as I did. But it didn’t matter for they changed places and I was again sucking the first man’s cock as the other entered me. They did that again a few minutes later until I wasn’t really sure who was in me and who I was sucking. Everything seemed to combine into one great mass of sensations and feelings as my body exploded with what turned out to be a massive orgasm. I just couldn’t stop cumming and cumming. Not when the first one spurted into the condom. Not when the other one took his cock from my mouth and went behind me. Not when the first one pushed his condom covered cock with the load of sperm in the little balloon at the tip into my mouth. Not when the other one shoved himself in me and certainly not when he surged in and out quickly, fiercely and quite aggressively still shooting into his condom.

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It was well before daylight on an early January morning as the motorcyclist sped through the darkened streets of the university town on the Central California coast. The streets were wet from the night’s heavy rain. She had been riding for about half an hour down from her house, high in the hills above the town, with no regard for speed limits, loving the rush of the wind and the vibration of the powerful bike between her legs. Not as good as a man between my legs, she thought, but . . . almost.

She slowed as she entered the downtown area and soon turned into a dark alley, pulling the growling bike into a parking slot behind one of the old buildings backing up on the alley. A light faintly illuminated a metal door with a small sign that read Thackeray & Co., Used and Rare Books. She shut the bike down, swung her long leather-clad leg out to dismount and then stripped off her backpack and helmet, setting it on the seat of the bike while she pushed her long raven hair out of her face. Tucking the helmet under an arm and grabbing the backpack, she strode quickly to the rear door of the bookstore. An observer, had there been one at this hour, would have been struck by two things—how purposeful her strides were towards the metal door, and how well her lithe body filled out the form-fitting motorcycle leathers she was wearing. Her legs were long and trim, her hips round but obviously not carrying any excess weight, and her upper body similarly trim. There was a hint of an ample bust, but under a leather motorcycling suit, well, who can really tell for sure.

She punched an access code on the keypad next to the door and heard the lock click as it released. Pushing the heavy door inwards, she reached around the doorjamb to flip on the lights and then stepped into the room. She turned quickly to her left to enter the letters L I N D Y on the alarm keypad to disarm the system, thinking as she did so that using her name for the security code was not particularly secure, but had the redeeming virtue of being something she could remember.

With the lights on and the alarm system secured, Lindy turned to survey her workroom. The floor was aged, composed of worn wood planks with no sign of any finish that might have once covered them. The walls were a dull beige and sadly in need of paint. About half the room was filled with steel bookshelves and much of the remainder with boxes of recently received books awaiting her inspection and disposition, either on the shelves, in her remote warehouse on the outskirts of town, or in the dumpster in the alleyway.

In a corner at the far side of the room there was a small desk with a phone and a few papers neatly stacked on it. A computer screen sat on a table adjoining the desk with a docking station for her laptop. A four-drawer filing cabinet sat against the wall to the right of the desk, leaving just room enough to slide into the chair behind the desk. An old wooden desk chair, like that a newspaper editor in a 1930’s movie would have used, was pushed against the desk, waiting for its owner to pull it back and go to work, either on the desk or by rotating to the right, to access the computer screen. It made a lovely squeak when she leaned back in it.

Next to the filing cabinet was an old but still functional oak armoire and beyond that a full length mirror. The armoire stored her work clothes. Motorcycle leathers wouldn’t do for the portion of her day spent with the public in the bookstore that fronted on the street, and the skimpy underwear she had on beneath the leathers was even less suitable. Opposite the office equipment was the door to a tiny restroom and, alongside the door, a small table where equipment to brew coffee and tea resided along with an assortment of mismatched and generally charmless coffee mugs.

Lindy strode to the armoire, parked her helmet and gloves atop it, and then stepped to the table adjoining her small desk. She set the backpack on the desk, removed her laptop, plugged it into the docking station, and bent over it long enough to type in another anemic access code to initiate the start-up sequence for the machine.

Then she pulled a small bag of freshly ground coffee from the backpack, stashed the backpack beneath the desk, and walked across the workroom to the coffee station, her motorcycle boots thumping on the floor planks. Water came from the sink in the restroom. She preferred the brew of the coffee house in the next block, but they wouldn’t be open for another hour, and she needed her caffeine fix now. Good coffee could wait until her assistant, Cynthia, arrived at 8:30, when the bookstore opened. Part of Cynthia’s job description was to bring them each a cup from the coffee house, at Lindy’s expense, of course. She maintained an account there and paid for their morning coffee on a monthly basis.

Once the coffee was brewing, she strode back to the office area, passing on her way a lengthy worktable with one side abutting the wall opposite the door through which she had entered. escort kocaeli bayan There were boxes of books stacked on the worktable and on the floor throughout the room. “Wow, that last estate sale purchase got me a lot of books to sort through,” she said, thinking aloud. “That cost some serious money. I hope there is something good in this pile of books. I hope there are some orders coming in, too,” she continued, her mind wandering a bit.

An additional computer sat on the worktable that was used for cataloging the purchased books as they were initially reviewed. It was the starting point for her inventory management system. The retail bookstore on the other side of the wall was really not the main portion of her business. The bulk of the business consisted of buying books in bulk from estate sales throughout the country, and then sorting through them to find items valuable enough to resell either in the bookstore or, most of the time, through her website.

The only reason she still had the storefront operation was that she had inherited it from her uncle and felt an attachment to it. It didn’t really make much money, given the competition from e-books, but she tried to focus on old, out-of-print titles that weren’t available from Amazon and its ilk. It was a strategy that would have failed miserably in a modern shopping mall, but it sort of worked in a university town where there were still people who wanted hard copy books and were interested in old, out-of-print titles. It at least covered the salary of her assistant, and she didn’t have any rent expense, since she owned the building and the rest of the block,.

The leathers were beginning to get warm, so she stood in front of the mirror and began to undress. First the heavy motorcycle boots, which she parked neatly alongside the armoire. Next she unzipped the heavy jacket and shucked it off, hanging it on a hook mounted on the side of the armoire. Finally, she stripped off the leather pants, which was always a bit of a chore, as they really were form fitting. She folded them neatly and set them atop the armoire. This left her standing naked except for her bra and a pair of thong panties. The bra was a half cup that supported, but didn’t really cover her medium-sized breasts, and the thong of course, covered hardly anything at all. She wasn’t naked, but it was close.

She stood before the mirror for several moments looking at the nearly nude image it reflected. Then she cupped her breasts with her hands and began to massage them, pushing the bra cups aside. Umm, that feels good, she thought as she watched herself play with her tits, and it’s so sexy to watch myself do this in the mirror.

Then she dropped one hand down to cup her sex as she continued to rub one tit with the other. She could feel warmth coming from her aroused pussy. Lindy pushed the thong aside and began to slide her fingers up and down her slit, tantalizing the opening at the bottom without entering and just grazing her rapidly swelling clit.

Then she stopped herself, thinking, no, I’d better wait. I have work to do this morning, and I need to focus. She reluctantly pulled the bra cups back where they belonged and adjusted her thong

Without bothering to get her work clothes from the wardrobe, she pulled out her office chair and swiveled to the right, facing the computer. It squeaked loudly as she leaned back and used her outstretched arms to open Outlook. Lindy glanced quickly at her calendar for the day, and then turned to her e-mail, which she rapidly scanned without reading in detail. Good, looks like several orders, she concluded, along with the usual quota of junk, friend-me requests, etc. She noticed an e-mail from a name she dimly remembered, but couldn’t quite place. “Who is that guy?” she asked herself.

By now the coffee was ready, so she rose from the computer and padded in her bare feet across the room to the pot, enjoying the feel of the old worn planks beneath her feet. The air was pleasantly cool on her bare skin. She filled a mug and took a careful sip, trying to avoid burning her tongue.

Lindy wrapped the mug in her hands and walked slowly to the door alongside the worktable, which led to the front of her little bookstore. As she took a second less-cautious sip, she opened the door and walked down the three steps leading into the storefront. It was considerably darker than the fluorescent-lit back room, with only the fugitive street lighting that leaked in through the big windows in the front of the store.

The darkness was fine with her, since she was still mostly naked. She just liked to wander through the little bookstore she had inherited before it opened each morning. Truth be told, she was a person who still liked her books, that is the books she bought for her own reading and pleasure, in hard copy. She walked to the counter at the front of the store, continuing to sip her coffee, but what she was really enjoying was the musty smell of the kocaeli otele gelen escort old books that filled the shelves. One of her favorite things about books, beyond their content, was the feel and the smell of the paper and the binding materials. If it ever occurred to Amazon to add old-book odor to the Kindle, her business would be done for.

She leaned over the counter at the front of the bookstore sipping on her coffee, savoring the aroma of the books for several minutes. As she leaned forward, her tits spilled out of her bra. It didn’t bother her that she was nearly naked. In fact, the possibility that there might be someone passing on the street who could see her if they looked carefully was giving her a bit of a thrill. She spent much of her time in and around her home up in the hills wandering about naked, so standing at the counter of a darkened bookstore in a thong and non-functional bra was hardly a change for her. Nudity was a part of her lifestyle.

She took another sip of the coffee and reflected for a moment about how she came to be where she was at this moment. She had worked in the bookstore for her uncle since she was a teenager. It was a part-time job for her while she was in high school and throughout her years at undergraduate school and the two years of graduate school it took for her to get her Masters in English. She felt she had learned as much about books and authors from her uncle and the job in the bookstore as she had in her six years of college and grad school. Her relationship with her uncle had been far closer than that with her parents, who had moved to Florida shortly after she started college.

After finishing her Masters, she moved out of state for a job teaching high school English, which, it turned out, she really hated. Studying the great literature of the English language was one thing, and trying to get hormone-riddled teenagers to read it and appreciate it was an entirely different matter. The unfortunate death of her uncle in a car accident saved her from an occupation she hated. He had been a life-long bachelor and had bequeathed his entire estate to her.

Even before her uncle’s estate was settled, Lindy quit her job and hurried back to her hometown as fast as her motorcycle could carry her. Returning to the little bookstore was like salvation after two years of purgatory in her job at the high school. She was devastated by her uncle’s death. It took time to get over, but returning to the rituals of working in the bookstore provided comfort.

Initially she expected that her inheritance would be limited to a money-losing bookstore in a small university town, but it turned out that she not only inherited the bookstore, but also the rest of the block (profitably rented to a variety of tenants), her uncle’s lovely old house in the hills behind town with a couple of hundred acres of vineyards adjoining the house, and enough liquid securities to insure that she would never again have to try to teach sex-obsessed teenagers the virtues of Lord Byron’s poetry.

The rare books trade carried out from the back room was something she had developed on her own, and it had grown dramatically to the point where she had rented a warehouse on the outskirts of town to store books pending sale and shipment. The stuff downtown was mainly recent acquisitions that needed evaluation, plus, she thought with a smile, a collection of erotica that she culled from each collection purchased.

It was amazing how many people with big libraries had an erotica collection included in some discreet portion of their library. She chuckled as she thought about it. Many of those she didn’t sell. There were now a couple of thousand volumes stored on bookshelves in a storage room behind the space she leased to the toy store next door.

Her tastes in erotica retained for her private collection were eclectic, ranging from cheaply published pulp erotica with lurid covers and even more lurid descriptions within of every sex act imaginable, to leather-bound private collections which were likely one-off privately commissioned pieces and similarly bound books of erotic pictures and drawings.

Sometimes when business was slow, or she was just feeling horny, she would leave the shop to her assistant and go next door to read materials from her growing collection of erotica. She had a couch and a large overstuffed chair in the toy store storage area, which she would sit in to read her book of choice while she masturbated herself to a climax. She kept a cigar box with a couple of vibrators in it tucked away on a bookshelf behind a row of books.

All in all, life was really pretty good right now. She owned a money-making business she loved, a beautiful old house in the hills with a vineyard that cash-flowed nicely, a collection of vintage erotica, and a Ducati racing bike (plus her uncle’s old Ford pick-up for occasions when the Ducati wouldn’t get the job done). izmit suriyeli escort Not married and no steady boyfriend, but that wasn’t anything she was desperate for, and there were enough men in her life so that she never felt starved for sex.

Turning away from her thoughts, she noticed a number of things. First she was nearing the bottom of her coffee cup; second, it was beginning to get light outside; third, her watch was telling her that her assistant would be showing up with their coffees shortly; and oh yes, her boobs had spilled out of her minimal bra while she had been leaning over the counter contemplating her good fortune. It was time to get dressed and begin work. She tucked her tits back into the bra cups and walked slowly, nearly naked, back through the bookstore, pausing occasionally to check the shelving of an item here and there and enjoying the feeling of the worn wooden floors on her bare feet and the smell of the old books.

Once in the back room again, she went to the wardrobe, selected suitable clothes for the day and dressed. Her outfit consisted of a dark knee-length skirt and a white blouse, which she buttoned all the way to her throat. For shoes, she wore a pair of ballet flats. She twisted her long dark tresses up in a conservative knot atop her head. Reviewing her handiwork in the mirror, she decided that, all in all, she looked the part of a conservative librarian, which was hardly the case, but appropriate she thought, given her occupation.

At the last minute she pulled up her skirt and yanked the thong panties she was wearing down to her knees, let them drop to her feet, and kicked them into the bottom of the wardrobe. This conservative dress thing could be taken too far, she thought with a smile, and she liked the feeling of the air on her nearly naked, neatly trimmed pussy. It wasn’t as good as wandering naked through her vineyard with a glass of wine in hand on a warm evening after her work crews had left, but it had the same flavor to it.

Having dressed for the day, she sat down before her computer and began to seriously address the e-mail she had skimmed half an hour earlier. First, there were several orders for books she had advertised on her website that needed to be filled. She forwarded each of them to the manager of her warehouse with instructions to ship the order. Payment was assured through the PayPal arrangements she used, so all she had to do was to confirm to her intermediary that the order was shipped, and PayPal would release the funds to her account.

She had just finished up that chore when Cynthia came breezing in, their morning coffees in hand.

“Good morning. Here’s your coffee, Lindy,” she said as she set the coffee on Lindy’s desk.

Lindy noticed that Cynthia was wearing the same outfit she had been wearing the day before. Hmm, she thought. Must have had a hot date last night. I can’t criticize her though. God knows how often I have shown up here wearing the day before’s clothes, often without my underwear, which was somehow lost in the course of the evening. She wanted to ask, but decided not to.

Changing the subject, she looked at her watch, and said, “It’s time to open. Can you get the lights on out front and unlock the door?” She successfully resisted the temptation to add, “And, who did you fuck last night?” Knowing Cynthia, the girl would eventually find an excuse to tell her about it anyway.

Lindy took a sip of the coffee, thinking, oh yes, that is so much better than what I brew here, and turned back to her computer. First, she quickly dumped the junk mail. “Got to get a better spam filter,” she told herself. Then she waded through some less than obvious spam, including friending requests and the like.

Eventually she came to the e-mail she had noticed earlier. It was a straight up e-mail. It didn’t come through her book marketing website, it didn’t come through any of the social media sites she was involved with, and it didn’t have the kind of suspicious subject line that suggests that someone’s address book has been co-opted by a virus. It looked legitimate, but she couldn’t remember who the sender was, even though his name sounded familiar.

Then she remembered. He had been a graduate student, teaching a 19th Century English Literature survey class when she was a sophomore in college. Oh, I did the worst thing to him, she remembered, and it was such fun! She laughed out loud as she recalled that day. Just thinking about it, rekindled the fire in her pussy that she had tried to put aside when watching herself begin to masturbate in the mirror earlier in the morning.

He was tall, with broad shoulders and long blonde hair that hung down to his shoulders and glittering blue eyes. She had thought he was very cute and really had a crush on him, but she couldn’t get any response from him when she flirted with him after class. So before class one day she had shaved her pussy and put on the shortest skirt she owned with no panties. The class was taught in a medium-size lecture hall with the seats stacked above the lectern in an amphitheater arrangement. There was a desktop in front of each row of seats, but the desktop had no panel in front of it, so her legs were fully exposed to anyone below her. She took a seat a several levels up, where she thought the lecturer would have a good view of her legs, and more if she let him.

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My deep and blissful sleep was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the alarm clock. As I lay there listening to those long annoying beeps, my mind slowly emerged from my dreams and into reality. My first thought, it’s 6 AM, Monday morning. I cringed. It felt like it was only a couple of hours ago when Hemanth and I were making love, and I wished we could have slept in this morning. I let the alarm sound off for only a few seconds before I reached over and silenced it. Hemanth was still sleeping the alarm apparently had no effect on him.

This was not unusual. I swear Hemanth could sleep through an air raid if there ever was one around here. Like most mornings, I’m Hemanth’s alarm clock, and I resort to one of several methods to wake him and as I lay there pondering which one I will use today, another thought passes through me. Sumant. Then a warm feeling flows between my legs. I savor the thought and the feeling, but for only a second. My favorite way of waking up my hubby is to crawl underneath the covers until I am curled up on the end of the bed and in full view of his cock. On most mornings, his cock is usually soft and other mornings it’s just semi- hard. Once in a while, I find his cock fully erect, and I can’t help but smile and wonder what the heck he’s dreaming about. I like it when I find it small.

I’m very playful in the morning, you know.

The first thing I do is to carefully place it in my fingers. I go real slow and try to grasp it very lightly. I don’t want to wake him just yet. Once I have it in my hand, I begin to lick all around the soft flesh. It responds immediately. I lick it all over, touching every inch of it with my tongue. It doesn’t take too long before I get it nice and wet. Hemanth begins to move some as he slowly comes out of his sleep. His cock begins to thicken. That’s when I take it and rub my moist lips all over it, paying particular attention to the sensitive area just below the head. It grows rapidly and within seconds it’s fully erect. Hemanth is more awake now as I hear him moan softly. Now I part my lips and slide his thick shaft into my mouth. For some reason his cock is thicker in the morning and I have to open my mouth wider than usual.

But I don’t mind that at all. It feels so good to have that big beautiful cock in my mouth. I take it in real slow, sucking on it like it was a big lollipop. I move my head slowly until I have it completely in my mouth, feeling the head touching my throat as I hungrily suck on his thick flesh. I begin to feel it throb on my lips. “Oh, Baby!” I hear Hemanth moan as my mouth sucks him into consciousness.

I like to suck his cock slowly in the morning, usually keeping my head moving at one steady pace the whole time. I like taking nice long strokes, beginning with just the head in my mouth and ending with my lips circling the base. Hemanth really enjoys waking up with his cock in my mouth. And to be honest, I like it, too. Usually, only a couple of minutes pass, then suddenly I feel his cock squirt hot thick cum in my mouth. Normally he cum in long spurts, but I notice that in the mornings it just seems to dribble in at one thick steady stream. There also seems to be more of it, too. I don’t know why that is, but I think it is pretty nice. It makes it very easy for me to swallow it.

After about 5 minutes have gone by, and Hemanth still hasn’t cum yet, I sometimes will stop, crawl on top of him and take his cock between my legs. I love to feel Hemanth’s hands caress my soft round ass while I slowly fuck him. Those are rare occasions though because Hemanth is usually pretty excited first thing in the morning. I decided on this morning I would wake him that way. I was feeling very aroused and excited and my mouth was watering for a big cock. I carefully raised the blanket. My eyes zoomed in between his legs. I wasn’t surprised to see that kocaeli escort bayan he was fully erect. And I didn’t have to wonder what he was dreaming about either. I knew my husband was very excited at the thought of me making it with Sumant.

Another warm feeling flowed between my legs and I could feel myself start to get wet. My heart was beating a little faster as I slowly made my way down to Hemanth’s cock.

Forty minutes later I was sitting at the kitchen table in my pink silk robe, drinking a cup of coffee and glancing through the morning newspaper.

Hemanth was upstairs going through his usual routine of showering, shaving and getting dressed as he got himself ready for work.

As I finished my cup of coffee I heard him come down the stairs. I turned my head and watched him as he entered the kitchen. He looked exceptionally handsome this morning.

Monday’s was meeting day at the office, so he wore his dark suit along with the dark brown tie I gave him for his birthday last year.

“Nice.” I purred as my eyes gazed his muscular body. Hemanth glanced over the table, checking out the headlines of the newspaper.

“Thanks.” Hemanth smiled, then stepped towards me.

I raised my hand and began to rub the inside of his thigh.

“You look really sexy, Babe.” I said, looking up at him.

“So do you.” he replied, placing his hands on the sides of my head.

His fingers began to stroke my soft blonde hair. It felt nice. I turned my chair so that I was facing him. My eyes were in front of his groin, and I could see it bulging. My eyes widened. This was the last thing I expected to see considering we made love just short of an hour ago.

“And what’s this?” I surprisingly asked him as I placed my hand over it, giving it a gentle squeeze with my fingers.

“I can’t help it.” Hemanth laughed. “I can’t get this vision of you and Sumant out of my mind.”

“Oh yeah?” I said to him in a soft sexy voice.

Using the palm of my hand, I rubbed a little harder. My fingers traced the outline of his erect cock. Hemanth let out a soft moan as he watched my hand massage him. His fingers dug a little deeper into the locks of my hair.

“You know what?” he moaned, pulling my head towards him. “I wish I could be there when you’re with him.”

“Oh really?” I asked him as my mouth touched the front of his pants.

With both hands on each side of his bulge, my fingers pressed around it until the shape of his cock was clearly visible. I opened my mouth and began to gently nibble at it as my fingers slid up and down its length.

“Yeah.” Hemanth moaned a little louder. “I’d like to be there. Well not exactly right there, but nearby. Hiding somewhere where I can’t be seen, but where I could watch you.”

Those words seemed to go through my mind slowly then suddenly stop and the thought of my husband watching me seduce my young neighbor sent a glow through my body.

My pussy suddenly felt hot and I could feel myself getting wet. Fucking Sumant as Hemanth was watching sound very erotic to me and I instantly got aroused.

I couldn’t find the words to respond to his thoughts. My mind was too distracted with my own perverted visions, the only thing I could do which felt right to me was to respond with my mouth and hands.

“Oh Baby.” he quivered as his hands moved to the back of my head, pushing his groin tightly up against my mouth.

Hemanth started to sway his body as if he was fucking my mouth. I circled my lips over the thick bulge, tasting the cotton material that covered his throbbing cock.

My fingers and teeth worked frantically. My mouth was watering. I wanted so bad to take his cock out and suck it into my eager mouth until he filled it with a huge load of hot sticky cum. I desperately wanted izmit otele gelen escort to feel it as it clung to my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I wanted to swirl it all around before I let the thick goo slide down my throat and into my tummy. I just simply wanted to devour that thick piece of flesh that was now standing so erect between his legs.

Hemanth watched me as I sucked on his thick bulge. He gripped my head firmly as he moved my mouth around his cock. He arched his body forward as he took control of me. He pressed hard against my lips as if telling me to take more of it into my mouth. My pussy was getting hotter as each second passed.

“We better stop this.” Hemanth moaned, pushing me away as he stepped back. “I don’t really have time for this. I can’t be late today.”

Looking up at him, I could see he was disappointed. So was I. I let my fingers slide off his bulge.

“God that felt good.” he smiled at me. “You almost had me cum in my pants.”

“Yeah, but now you’re going to be walking around the office all day with a hard-on, Honey.” I laughed, getting up off the chair.

“That’s okay.” he said as he grabbed his brief case and started walking toward the front door. “I would have had one all day anyway, thinking about you and you’re little plan.”

I walked up to Hemanth and gave him one of my sexy smiles. Then I put my arms around him and gave him a deep passionate kiss. “I’ll tell you all about it.” I whispered, giving his bulge one last hard rub with the palm of my hand.

“Yeah.” he answered with a glee in his eyes. “I want to hear ALL about it.”

Hemanth gave me one last kiss and headed out the door. I watched him as he stepped into the car and I waited at the door until he pulled away. As he drove by the house, I waved and smiled, then closed the door. I stood there for a few seconds, thinking about the day ahead and what I hope would come out of it. I smiled. I couldn’t help not to. I was feeling very aroused and sexy. This was going to be a good day.

I began my day like most other days, with a nice warm bubble bath. As the tub was filling, I lit a few candles and placed them around the bathroom. Then I unbuttoned the front of my pink silk robe and let it slide off my body. The silk felt cool on my soft skin as it slid down to the floor. I turned to face the full size mirror that hung on the door. My eyes stared at my naked reflection, studying each and every curve on my body. I felt pleased with myself. As I stood there watching myself in the mirror, I moved my hands to my sides, moving my fingers up and down, feeling the curves that shape me. This made me feel very warm. I stood there for a minute or so watching my fingers lightly caress my soft skin.

The next thing I noticed were my breast a little on the small side, but not too small, I thought and just right. I could see that my nipples were erect. Thoughts of me seducing Sumant, my husband watching me seducing Sumant, and even some of my other fantasies raced through my mind, and it made me feel very excited.

Suddenly I felt a need to touch them, for them to be touched. My hands slowly moved upwards until my fingers reached my soft mounds. I watched with wide eyes as I cupped each breast in my hand. I squeezed them gently, feeling how wonderfully soft they were.

I looked down at them as I pushed them up towards my face. My nipples ached for attention.

I lowered my head and pushed my breast upwards. Then, I parted my lips and stretched my tongue hard until it touched my right nipple.

A hot tingling sensation soared through my breast, then through my whole body.

My pussy suddenly felt like it was on fire and I could feel the wetness start to build. I tickled my nipple with my tongue for a few seconds kocaeli suriyeli escort then cupped my lips over it. As I sucked it into my mouth, I began to feel an orgasm growing deep inside my wet pussy. Then I turned my head a little and did the same thing to my left breast.

Going back and forth, I sucked, nibbled, and licked my nipples and breasts for a few minutes, feeling myself growing closer and closer to climaxing as each second passed. The sensation was beginning to get a little overwhelming. It was difficult for me to remain standing, so I stopped.

I could hear the water gushing into the tub, and when I looked, I saw that it was full and bubbly. I staggered over to the tub, carefully raised my leg and stepped in. The water felt hot and soothing as I lowered my foot into the soapy water. Grabbing the handle on the wall, I managed to get my other leg into the tub. Then, I slowly submerged myself into the bath water until every part of me from my neck down was buried in the thick bubbles.

I tilted my head back until it rested on the tiled wall. I closed my eyes as I felt the water and bubbles massage every inch of me. Although this relaxed me considerably, I still felt hot and aroused.

So I began to caress my body again, touching myself in those sensitive areas that I know so well. Once again I thought about seducing Sumant and what it would be like to fuck him knowing that Hemanth was watching me.

I focused on that thought as my fingers slid between my legs. I imagined Sumant’s big cock fucking my hot pussy as Hemanth watched with lust in his eyes.

I could feel the passion he was feeling along with my own. I stuck two fingers into my wet hole and began to rub my clit and as I did, I watched myself fuck Sumant in my mind. We were both moaning out loud as he thrust himself in and out of me. My fingers moved quicker. I was getting close to cum and then I suddenly imagined Hemanth.

I could see him hiding in another room.

He was watching us with wide and fiery eyes.

He was holding his cock in his hand, stroking it with his fist. Faster and faster he would go. I could almost hear his moans, but Sumant’s filled my ears.

My fingers fucked my pussy rapidly as I began to feel myself start to cum. I imagined Sumant fucking me feverishly now, as I begged him to make me cum. He was getting close. So close himself. I could see my husband fisting his cock violently as he was getting ready to explode.

We were all going to cum together. Suddenly my body convulsed as my fingers brought me to an incredible orgasm. I cried out in sheer delight as the passion that was building up inside me was finally getting released.

I imagined Sumant exploding inside me, feeling his cock fill my pussy with his hot thick cum. My orgasm grew more intense with each spurt I felt.

Then I imagined Hemanth’s cock spurting stream after stream of cum as his fist pumped his throbbing cock. I could see the white spurts as it flew across the room. I only wished that those cum spurts were landing on me instead.

Finally, my orgasm was over and my body went limb.

The visions quickly faded and I found myself back into reality. I felt drained, but satisfied. I lazily reached over to the radio and turned it on. Then, once again I closed my eyes and let the water and the bubbles sooth me.

Feeling quite happy and relaxed, I began to drift into a light sleep.

A pretty love song was playing on the radio and I was imagining Hemanth and I slow dancing in a nice club somewhere. It’s been awhile since we did something like that, so I pondered the thought of suggesting it to him one of these nights.

But suddenly I became distracted.

I jumped at a sound I thought I heard. I wasn’t sure what it was, except that it startled me.

I opened my eyes and listened. The song was still playing and I tried to see if I could hear it again over the music.

I waited a few seconds, and when I didn’t hear anything, I reached over and turned the radio off into Silence and a few seconds passed and then I heard the noise once again.

As the sound of the doorbell echoed through the house, my heart began to beat faster.

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When I came to, I was laying on a comfortable couch with my head on someone’s lap. This lap was covered in a red skirt that led up to a crisp white button-up blouse that introduced the angelic face of…oh wait, its Bridget!

“Bridget,” I groaned as I rubbed my head. “where the hell am I?” Taking in as much of the surroundings as I can, I noticed we were next to a fireplace with a furry rug between us and it.

“I’m glad you’re awake,” She stroked my hair as she rubbed my stomach. “I brought you to my house. You slept like a baby all through the night.”

I stirred. “Wa-wait! Your place? How…” I tried to rise but Bridget brought me back down to her lap.

“Let me explain. My mother’s a doctor, I brought you here to have her take a look at you after you got hit in the head with a volleyball, since my place was closer than any hospital.” Bridget kissed my forehead. “It was more from the landing that put you out rather the ball. Mom said you don’t have a concussion, and that you just needed some rest. You were more stressed than anything else. She was even cool enough to let you stay over so long as I looked after you.”

A whole new wave of affection flowed through me towards Bridget. “I see, that was awfully generous of your mother. I will be sure to return the favor next time I see her.”

Bridget grinned. “Oh there is no need for that Avery. My mom was very appreciative of the eyeful you gave her as she thoroughly examined you. So we will just consider that payment.”

I was a bit confused. That’s when I looked myself up and down and remembered that I was still naked! My face turned burgundy in Bridget’s lap as I cupped my open manhood. “Wh-why am I still naked?!”

Bridget just shrugged. “Mom said it would be easier to examine you for bodily damage this way. Like I said, she’s a doctor, so don’t be so upset she’s used to seeing naked guys. Just hasn’t had one as handsome as you in a while.”

“You could have at least thrown a blanket on me!”

“I had one on you earlier but you were looking really hot, so I took it off. Don’t want that temperature of yours to get too high.”

Too late. My face was already burning.

As I was beginning to collect myself, my mind was whirling with what happened to me while I was unconscious. A strange woman I don’t even know (doctor or otherwise) and never seen before had her way with my body while I was out. “Did anything else happen to me while I was down?”

Bridget took a moment to think. “Well, I needed help carrying you to my car after you got hit. Thankfully, the volleyball team came rushing over after they knocked you out by accident. They were pretty eager to help out. I guess they felt bad for hitting you.”

Oh great. An entire team of girls got a hold of my nude body without my knowing. What did they see? What did they touch? I had to assume everything as my own imagination tormented me.

“Oh God, what am I going to do about today’s class?” I covered my face with my hands, momentarily forgetting I was returning the view of my genitals to Bridget.

“Don’t worry Professor Finn, we took care of everything for you.” A familiar voice spoke.

I parted my hands from my face to see Scarlet and Ingrid towering over as I lie naked in Bridget’s lap. My face flushed as I moved to cover up my genitals once again. “Girls?! What are you doing here?” I exclaimed.

“We heard about kocaeli escort your accident and thought we could help out.” Ingrid fluttered her eyelashes.

“So we called up the whole class to come here for the lesson instead.” Scarlet added.

My heart sounded like a helicopter. “Everyone? Is coming here?!”

“No, not everyone could make it.”

I breathed a small sigh of relief.

“Most of the guys couldn’t make the trip. But all the girls said that they could make it; which is pretty much most of the class anyway.” Yes…it was…great…

“Are they on their way here?” I sat up still cupping my balls, reluctantly leaving the comfort of Bridget’s lap.

“Actually,” Scarlet checked her watch. “They should be here any second now.”

As if on cue, there was a knock coming from the front door.

“Oh wow, speak of the devil.” Scarlet walked towards the door.

“Wait! Don’t let them in!” I stood up from the couch one hand outstretched towards Scarlet as if to stop her from answering the door while the other remained over my privates. My whole class has already seen me in my underwear, I could not bare to have them see me stark naked like Sands’ class.

“Don’t worry Prof. I might have something for you to wear.” Ingrid left the room to go fetch something but Scarlet kept walking towards the front door. She wasn’t stopping. I leaped over the couch, my dick waved around as I landed in a crouch and made a sprint for Scarlet.

Too late.

Her hand was already on the door handle waiting for me to get close enough so she could fling it right open.

Sunlight poured into the entryway as the big wide door opened to more than a dozen familiar faces, each one taking in the unexpected sight of their totally exposed college professor. There was a collective gasp and shameful palms pressing against open mouths as these girls who were learning Pythagorean theorem from me the other day were now in a front row seat to see my penis.

I froze in that moment. Both parties involved were stunned by what they saw. They looked at me, and I looked at them looking at me. I could feel the blush spreading all across my skin as my mind jumbled with what I was going to do now. We just continued to stare at each other until one girl with frizzy hair and purple glasses spoke up from the crowd.

“Dang, teacher! So that’s what you were packing beneath those shorts this whole time. Nice!” Her comment broke the spell of silence that fell over everyone. My students began laughing, pointing, and whistling their delight at seeing their least favorite teacher stand naked in front of them. I finally regained enough sense to cover up my junk with my hands. I lowered my head and crossed my legs to maintain at least a fraction of modesty. The young women came flooding in at the sign of my notable embarrassment. They surrounded me and swarmed me as they got enough courage to start touching me.

“Aw, what are you so afraid of Professor Finn? Trust me, you got nothing to be ashamed of down there.”

“I want to see it again! I want to wrap both my hands around it just to see how many inches stick out.”

“Oh professor! You have the firmest ass I have ever seen…or felt.”

“Oh my gosh, that blush on your face is so cute Professor Finn. I just love seeing you like this!”

“I wish my boyfriend were this ripped. gölcük escort I just can’t stop touching him! Someone stop me…no wait! Don’t stop me, I am loving this too much.”

“So the only redeeming part about you is your body, huh? Do you stay in shape to make up for your crap personality?”

“Yummy! Lets forget about math today, I want to study anatomy!”

Hands trailed over me like spiders examining every inch of my nudity. My rear end was groped and fondled, fingers played with my hardened nipples, palms caressed my thighs and calves. My molesters even tried to pull apart my arms to uncover my goods but I held on as best as I could. Some of the girls became audacious enough to start giving me kisses all over my face, my chest, my legs, even my butt! One girl whose face I can’t recall actually leaned in and bit my ear. I quivered at the overstimulating attention my body was taking. My flesh erupted in goosebumps and I could feel my johnson growing in my hands from arousal.

I finally worked up enough nerve to bark a protest but Bridget beat me to it, “Alright everyone, save some of that skin for later. We got a class to finish up for midterms. Then we can have some fun playing with the teacher.” The class stepped back from me but remained close. Scarlet came in pushing a whiteboard with some markers with Ingrid following from behind.

“Good news Professor Finn,” Ingrid was carrying something with her. “I found something for you to wear.”

Ingrid was carrying what looked like a long-sleeved lavender colored button-up shirt that was made of silk and a pair of red briefs. Ingrid tossed her load over the crowd and they fluttered down to my feet. I picked up the underwear with one hand and examined them. The briefs had a black waistband, two yellow lightning bolts aiming towards the crotch, and the words, ‘Shock Value’, were printed on the backside.

“Are you fucking serious!? I am not wearing this filth! This looks like the kind of thing a child would wear…or Rorke!” Ingrid frowned at my objection.

“Well,” one of the girls surrounding me, Amy I believed her name was, pulled out her phone. “If you want to teach us naked, I have no objections. This will make a great memory.” A twinge of fear possessed me as I realized what she was doing by readying her camera. I hurriedly stepped into the briefs, giving the girls a final look at my junk to which they applauded and hooted. I just barely managed to get the elastic waistband around my hips right when the flash went off. I was covered, but now Amy had a picture of me red-faced in ridiculous red underwear. “This will still make a charming memory.”

“Delete that picture immediately!” I shouted as I picked up the silk shirt; thrusting an arm into it.

Amy shook her head as I put my remaining arm through the last sleeve. “That will depend on how today’s class will go.” What did she mean by that?

Anyway, I wasn’t going to be bullied into offering anyone special treatment. So I stomped towards the whiteboard and picked up a marker to start writing on it furiously. “Alright everyone, class will resume regularly here as it does on campus, Spartan style!” I turned to face them all, slamming my hand against the equation I had just written on the board. “If you don’t like it, go learn somewhere else!” I expected the usual groans, protests, izmit sınırsız escort maybe even dismissal at my declaration but instead I was met with moderate applause and cheering. At this point, I think I was just a sideshow to them. I had a faint blush on my face as Bridget came over to me with my glasses. She placed them on my face as she looked me up and down and smiled. I figured now would be a good time to button up my shirt. As the class observed me buttoning up, I turned to Ingrid. “I don’t suppose you have any pants to go with this outfit do you?”

“Sorry, I gave the last pair of the pants that I made to Rorke.”

Of course she did.

Much to my chagrin, the rest of the class proceeded more like a study party rather than a lecture. Not that they weren’t learning anything. Whenever I wrote something on the board they paid attention and whenever I asked a question they would answer correctly. It was just the attitude among my students had changed. They would boldly speak among themselves whether I chastised them for it or not, they would always converse with me with smiles and giggles instead of annoyance and contempt, and they would wander all over the house getting food from the kitchen and even offered me something to eat; to which I declined. It was quite clear that any fear and resentment I had worked so hard into my students had been replaced by humor and a desire to tease. What the hell happened?!

As I walked around the room where the students lackadaisically placed themselves as I checked their work, the girls seized whatever opportunity they could to stroke my bare thighs or pat me on the butt. I would always confront them by yelling my disapproval but the perpetrators would just laugh it off. Yelling no longer has any effect. Two of the girls even sneaked up behind me and yanked my briefs down to my ankles. The class hollered in delight as I pulled them back up with a humiliated look on my burning face.

“Look at him all bashful, he is so adorable!”

“Yeah, how did I not know he was this cute?”

“Because he was always such a huge prick to us.”

“I think he makes up for it with his own huge prick.”

“Oh, look at him blush I just want to go over there and hug him!”

“I want to do more than just hug.”

“It would be cool if I could just get in a little spanking!”

I tried as best as I could to ignore their loud whispering. When class finally ended I was actually relieved. Everyone took a turn saying goodbye to me personally either by flirting, winking, or blowing kisses. It was hard to tell at this point whether or not I was still their least favorite teacher or their most favorite teacher by now. As everyone departed the house, Bridget stayed behind to give me my horrific reminder.

“Remember Avery, you still have to model for Delia’s class after this.”

Oh right, the day wasn’t over. I pouted.

Bridget kissed me on the cheek, “I do have some good news love. I called Delia while you were under, she’ll allow you to change over in the gym. That way you wont have to walk around half the campus naked again.”

It was a small comfort but I was glad Bridget was trying to help me. “Thank you.” Without thinking I placed a small kiss on her soft lips and then backed away flustered.

(What are you doing Avery? Stop forgetting that she’s a student!)

“Ahem,” I straightened the collar on my shirt. The silk actually felt pretty comfortable against my skin. “We should be going now. I will drive us as close as we can get to the gymnasium.” I grabbed her by the hand and strode right out the door. I did not dare turn around to see what kind of face she was making. All I knew was how tightly and warmly she clasped my hand.

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The paddles dipped in and out of the river as Edward and Suzanne drifted up to their usual spot. Every year for their anniversary they came to Traverse City. They made the same canoe trip every summer. It was tradition. They always had the river to themselves.

They let the canoe run into the bank and looked at each other knowingly. They had taken advantage of the isolation the last couple years and had sex there. It was the only spot where the river got deep enough to jump in and get their entire bodies wet at once.

Suzanne took a quick survey of the area and stripped off her swimsuit top, giving Edward full view of her breasts. He hungrily looked over her large nipples.

She was beautiful, with long brown hair and blue eyes. She had a cute little nose and mouth, a mouth she could drive Edward wild with.

She lifted her hourglass body out of the canoe and stepped into the cool water. In the past they had brought a condom, their birth control of choice as Suzanne didn’t like the pill, and had sex in the canoe. This year Suzanne decided to treat Edward.

She had him stand and step out of the canoe, joining her in the knee-high water. Looking into his hazel eyes, she stroked the front of his swimsuit. His hips moved with her as she rubbed her palm up and down the length of his cock.

As she pulled his swimsuit down it sprang into view and she wrapped her fingers around it, gently pulling back and forth over his shaft.

She bent down and put her hands escort kocaeli on the canoe behind him. She knew how much he loved it when she didn’t touch with her hands as she blew him. The head of his cock and her lips touched gently. She let him anticipate what would come next for a second and then slowly teased the underside pf the head with the tip of her tongue.

He took in a quick breath as she wrapped her lips around his cock and he felt them slide down to the base. She paused there for a moment with his cock in her throat and his balls resting on her chin, then pulled back, hands never leaving the canoe.

He wasn’t huge but he wasn’t small either, and whether she never deepthroated him for more than a second or two at a time was because she couldn’t or she wouldn’t, was a secret she never told.

She started a slow and steady rhythm, working him in and out of her mouth, looking up at him with her beautiful blue eyes. The peacefulness of their surroundings made it easy for him to get lost in the pleasure.

She pulled her head back and licked his entire length up and down. She sucked his balls into her mouth, flicking them with her tongue, and then took his cock into the back of her throat again.

They wouldn’t even use the condom they brought, but she didn’t tell him that. He would have all day to recover and she would fuck him later. This was just for him.

When they were younger and hadn’t begun having intercourse, she kocaeli escort would swallow for him all the time. That’s just how their sexual episodes ended. But since they started going all the way, Edward found that he missed it.

As teenagers, Edward always gave Suzanne a warning before he reached orgasm so she could take him out of her mouth and tuck it back into his pants. The first time she swallowed for him was a surprise. He gave her the warning and she kept sucking his cock. She planned to give him a similar surprise today.

In the recent past, Edward had brought up some sex advice he had heard on the radio regarding a way to communicate secret fantasies and desires between lovers. She twisted her head from side to side as she remembered one of his.

Her pace quickened as did Edward’s breathing. He loved to watch her suck his cock. Her head bobbed up and down and he watched inch after inch disappear into her mouth.

His legs began to tremble and he worried about lasting long enough to fuck her. He tried to gently push her head back, a signal to slow down or stop. She worked it faster and harder than before and he felt the tingling feeling that preceded release. He knew when she ignored such a signal that it was just for him and he let it build up. It could take so long sometimes, between feeling that he was going to cum and actually cumming. Like a sneeze that lingers for a minute before coming to fruition.

Her kocaeli sınırsız escort bayan beautiful blue eyes smiled up at him as his legs trembled, she loved getting him close. She pulled back and sucked on the head, just taking the first inch in and out a few times rapidly, then slid her lips all the way down to the base.

She pulled her head back and continued to suck his cock fast and hard.

“I’m going to cum,” Edward still said after so many years.

She took her hands off the canoe and popped his cock out of her mouth. She ran her hands up his hips and licked his balls, letting his cock lay across her face. She grabbed his dick with her hand and began to stroke. She licked the head and smiled up at him.

He trembled with pleasure. “I’m going to cum,” he repeated as he had the first time she had swallowed for him. He looked into her eyes in anticipation, wondering what she would do.

She chickened out at the last second and tilted her head up, biting her lower lip and grinning, she was never completely on board with taking it on her face but she still planned to let him shoot it on her.

Her hand frantically pumped his cock as the first load landed across her lips and neck. Out of instinct she licked her lips before realizing what she was doing. She didn’t mind, it’s not as if she’d never tasted it.

She stopped stroking and took the second load on her tits, she pushed out her chest to let the third and forth loads collect on the tops of her breasts.

She held Edward’s cock as he took in the sight. His breathing calmed and she felt it twitch in her hand.

“I need a swim,” she said looking down at herself, and with a wink she jumped into the deep part of the river and swam topless until they’d had enough and started off to enjoy the rest of their vacation.

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