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Author’s note:

I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is a true story, all of this really did happen.

Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim.

Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life

By Frodov

This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer and rarer every day.

Sometimes to better understand the “whole”, the big picture in its present state you must pick a thread and follow it back through the weave to earlier times or events, to see the interactions that colored that thread or created it. Often one thread is formed from multiple smaller connected threads, much like the cloth is woven from many threads. But isn’t that life? This story reaches back to my time in college. I was working full time mostly in a part time job delivering pizzas to pay for my gas and insurance to allow me to commute to and from school and home. Remember this all happened before cell phones and the internet, cable TV was still in its infancy. The 80’s big hair bands, big hair, a different time.

-Part Four-

Sunday morning dawned early the next morning. Well, no earlier than usual but it seemed early to me because I didn’t sleep much that night. Getting home around three thirty in the morning after closing Dom’s, then laying in my bed staring at the ceiling lost in thought until finally at some point falling asleep. I might have gotten an hour or so of sleep before the damned roosters started crowing. Who needs an alarm clock when you live on a farm? I rolled out of bed already looking ahead to this afternoon even as tired as I was. I tended the animals and did a couple of little chores I needed to do before returning to the house and cleaning up for breakfast with my family. I was getting looks from everyone. Maybe it was written all over my face, my excitement and anticipation I don’t know… but I know I could never be a poker player because I couldn’t hide anything. My mom was the one who finally asked me what I seemed so happy about. My sisters, both of them tuned in all ears, my brother was oblivious but my dad just glanced at me and grinned and then pretended not to be interested. I told my mom that I was going to meet a girl this afternoon. Of course I had to back up and fill in all the pertinent details after that. Who was she, where did we meet, what did she do… on and on and on. Every time I looked at my dad he seemed to be hiding a chuckle, he knew I was getting the third degree. Simple female curiosity. Well, okay not so simple, this was my mom wanting to know what was going on with one of her babies… even if this particular baby was nearly a twenty year old college student. Eventually my dad spoke up and told my mom to let me be, well, he suggested it nicely anyway. I silently mouthed ‘thank you’ to him and rolled my eyes when my mom wasn’t looking at me. He stifled another chuckle. I helped clear the table after breakfast before going to change my clothes. It was still early so I told my mom I was going to lie down and take a nap before time to leave. She ran her fingers through my hair and commented that I was just about ready for a haircut then ruffled my hair. She smiled and gave me a hug. I don’t even remember lying down.

I woke up a little after one. I washed my face and brushed my hair before grabbing my keys and heading out. I passed mom in the kitchen and she smiled and told me to have fun. I stepped out onto the back porch to find my dad sitting with his feet propped up on the railing enjoying a glass of iced tea.

“Headed out?” He said smiling at me in a fatherly way.

“Yeah, leaving a little early, never know what the traffic is going to be like around the mall.” I said not quite making an excuse but covering my apprehension a little. Dad nodded sagely glancing at me and looking away with that smile again.

“Yeah, better to be a little early than even a minute late. Women don’t like to wait, they prefer to be waited on.” He said with a chuckle. He reached into his breast pocket and then extended his hand to me. “I know money is tight, so I thought this might help, if you need it, if not, save it for another time.” He slipped a folded up twenty into my hand, and then brushed my hand away as I started to give it back to him. He just smiled and shook his head then said.

“Have fun. What was her name again?” He asked.

“Michelle… Thanks dad.” I said as I slipped the twenty into my back pocket. I smiled all the way to town.

I wasn’t far off about my prediction of traffic around the mall, it was kind of heavy today, but I still managed to get a parking spot and arrive at the food court by half passed two. I found an casino şirketleri empty table near the entrance to the theater and had a seat to wait for Michelle. As I waited I remembered what Jules had said to me last night as we left Dom’s and I began to look around the different vendors to see if anyone offered lemon ice or a slushy. I spotted one at a booth selling pizza slices and calzones. That settled I sat back and just did what I usually did, people watched. People can be entertaining just being themselves. It wasn’t long though before I saw a familiar head of curly auburn hair come through the entrance doors and enter the food court. Michelle was a few minutes early and was looking around trying to spot me. I waited till she glanced my way before I waved a hand to get her attention. Her face lit up with a nervous smile as she headed my way. She was dressed in a baggie dark blue wool sweater with a loose cowl collar over faded blue jeans. Her tennis shoes looked brand new and practically gleamed they were so white. I stood up and held out a chair for her. She smiled and accepted. I sat back down next to her. I could smell a faint hint of something floral, perfume or something in her hair maybe? Whatever it was I liked it.

“Hi.” She said.

“Hi yourself… you look great! And you smell good too.” I gushed. Damn! ‘you smell good too’? I asked myself… really?

“Thanks.” Michelle said and blushed a little as she smiled, her blue green eyes sparkling with those little gold flecks catching the sun shining through the entry doors to the mall. Wow… I was captivated, again. “Been waiting long?” She asked.

“Not really, but I didn’t want to be late and I knew that the traffic around the mall can be a bitch sometimes… I mean busy… uh…” I stammered thinking that I had slipped and the crude language would not be appreciated even if tolerated.

“Sorry…” I started.

“I know what you mean.” Michelle laughed. “I’ve lived in this town all my life I know what the traffic can be like.” She added smiling brushing off my awkwardness.

“Are you hungry?” I asked motioning around the food court. Michelle looked around.

“Nah, not really. Besides I might want to save room for some popcorn.” She smiled and looked back to the theater entrance.

“That works for me. I guess we should go see what’s showing and when huh? Shall we?” I asked as I stood up and offered my arm. Michelle stood up and looked at me curiously for a moment and then smiled and slipped her hand in my arm and we walked to the theater. We checked the movie listings and times before deciding on a recent romantic comedy. As it turned out we were just ten minutes early for the next showing so I bought our tickets and we stopped at the concession stand for a big tub of popcorn and a couple of drinks. Michelle passed on the extra butter saying that it was really just warmed butter flavored oil. It turns out that she had worked in this very theater one summer a couple of years ago. Being early for the showing we had first pick at any seating we wanted, Michelle led me all the way to the top to the last row of seats just under the projector window in the back wall.

We settled in and traded stories of the years between our high school typing class up until this year when we met again. Where we had worked, places we had been to, things we had done. We shared the classes we had enrolled in at University and others that we thought we might explore next. We talked through most of the previews until the lights went all the way down and the movie started. At some point during the movie I found that Michelle had slipped her right hand into my left. I glanced at her but she was focused on the movie playing on the big screen. I just smiled to myself and let it be. I noticed a short while later though that my palm was now warm and damp from sweat. Perhaps she was as nervous as I was. I tucked that little bit of information away to think about later. The movie was fairly predictable as romantic comedies go, boy meets girl, boy chases girl, girl plays hard to get. They get together only to have some sort of misunderstanding and fall out only to come back together after clearing up whatever confusion there was that happened, then boy and girl move on together… happy ending. A typical feel good movie, of which I was not going to argue about as the feeling carried over to most of the movie goers too. Michelle seemed to be all smiles and wistful sighs after the credits started rolling. She squeezed my hand before releasing me when she and I stood up to make our exit. I didn’t say anything about it but I unobtrusively wiped my sweaty palm off on my jeans. I’m sure Michelle did as well.

As we exited the theater I thought again about the lemon ice that Jules had suggested and I steered Michelle and I towards the booth that sold them. I told Michelle I wanted one and asked her if she would like to join me. The look on her face was priceless, a look of surprise and a delighted curiosity. I bought one for each of us and we found an empty bench to sit on as we enjoyed them. We sat and watched people go by and commented on them as if narrating a movie. Each person or groups had their own stories that we made up. Michelle and I were soon laughing at one another’s imaginations and narratives. At some point though, thoughts that casino firmaları we both had in the backs of our minds about our mutual associations with our teachers finally could not be denied. It was Michelle that finally breached the subject.

“Jim? I know we’re not supposed to talk… about things… but I can’t stand it! I have to talk to you about it.” She began, clearly troubled by her own promise to be discrete that she had made to Maggie and Penny. I all but bit my lip, brows knitted and a serious look on my face I turned to study her. She was looking at me much in the same way, her eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

“I know, I have been biting my tongue so much it’s any wonder I can still talk at all.” I admitted and gave her a sheepish grin. “I take the promise I made to the ladies seriously… but you made the same promise and we were both told to ‘use our better judgment’… If you think about it, and I have, if we talk to each other we’re not talking to someone outside the house as it were. Right?” I ended with the question that had been bouncing around in my head for over two weeks. Michelle’s eyes widened, her brows relaxed before they shot up together, her face slowly split with first a slight grin but kept growing until it was a dazzling and very excited smile.

“Of course! Jim! You’re a genius! Why didn’t I think of that?” Michelle all but shouted in an excited whisper. She bounced her feet excitedly as if she were running in place while sitting on the bench and tucked her head and raised her shoulders briefly. I thought it was adorable, the obvious joy she was displaying, it was infectious, I found myself grinning like I had just shared a juicy secret. Noticing that both I and Michelle had finished our ices, Michelle stood quickly and told me to sit still that she would be right back. I watched as she tossed out empty cones and returned to the booth that I had bought them from and ordered two more. She brought them back and as she sat down she straddled the bench so that she was facing me, I got the hint and copied her so that we were indeed face to face.

We sat there and started talking. We traded stories of the various lessons and exercises that the ladies had worked with us. We shared out ‘assignments’ and how we did with them. Things got a little more awkward when we both shared maybe not in great detail about our interactions with Maggie and Penny over the time we had been with them. We shared our thoughts about each of them and agreed almost on every detail about their different styles and personalities. Michelle got a kick out of me telling about Penny joining me in the shower that first time totally unexpected by me. I told her how I honestly nearly freaked out. Michelle shared some rather intimate details about her interactions with both of the ladies and since she knew I was aware of their ‘preferences’ and was both accepting and not judgmental of them she admitted to me that she had enjoyed her times with them. She looked me dead in the eye and went on to tell me that while she had enjoyed them she was not solely interested in other women. I told her I was happy to hear that even if it wouldn’t make any difference what I thought. She smiled warmly and told me that maybe she did care what I thought then glanced away shyly. I told her I thought she was a wild card, that nobody was sure what she would do and that was fine with me. I also told her that I would be willing to help her out with any lessons or exercises she might want to work on in the future. Michelle awarded me with another one of those dazzling smiles that made her eyes sparkle with light.

After a third lemon ice, and probably another hour of trading notes and stories we realized that it was getting late in the day. Since we both were going to be meeting Jules at the teachers’ house in the morning we decided that maybe a good night’s sleep would be a good thing. We walked to the entrance arm in arm till we were outside. Michelle turned to face me she looked up into my eyes and smiled.

“This has been fun Jim. Thank you for inviting me out.” She told me in a soft voice.

“Yes it has been fun, and very educational as well,” I told her, “and thank you for coming out with me. It wouldn’t have been the same without you.” I said with a smile. I debated fiercely in my mind whether I should take her into a hug or not. I wanted so badly to sweep her up into my arms and just squeeze her. Before I could make a decision what to do however it was made for me by Michelle. She literally leapt onto me throwing her arms around my neck burying her face in my neck at my shoulder. My own arms wrapped around her out of reflex but in a heartbeat were holding her tightly to me in a gentle but firm bear hug.

“I was told that you might be too much of a gentleman to make the first move, I guess it wasn’t wrong.” She whispered into my ear. “Be bold I was told… I hope I’m not being too bold.” She added as she pulled back just enough to allow us to look one another in the face.

“Not at all.” I told her, “I’m not offended or scared off in any way.” I smiled then swallowed a nervous lump in my throat. “Would I be too forward if I asked to maybe try that exercise again from the other day?” I asked and unconsciously licked my dry lips. Michelle bit her bottom lip and nodded her head with a nervous bob.

“As güvenilir casino long as you’re not afraid that I might eat your lips off your face or something.” She said with a grin.

“I’ll take that chance.” I said with a smile as I leaned in closer. Our noses brushing lightly along one another just before our lips connected with a soft collision. My eyes were half closed but I could have sworn I saw fireworks in her eyes, or rather eye as we were so close her two eyes appeared to be just a single eye from my perspective. But there were fireworks in it, those golden flecks standing out against the blue green background of her irises. My perceptions were soon overwhelmed and swept away by the sensations I received from my lips however. Those tender moist pliant lips that I had been dreaming of were dancing on mine, a gentle hesitant exploration. Her lips traded pecks and brushes with my own as we nipped and pulled at one another’s lips. There was no tongue action in this kiss, but there was a promise of things that might be. Pulling back once more we looked intently into one another’s eyes seeing a new fascination and understanding, and yes desire in each other. Michelle licked her lips and smiled impishly.

“That was nice… but I think we might need to practice that some more in the near future.” She said in a low soft voice.

“I agree.” I said as I tilted my face down and let my forehead touch hers gently. “In the near future.” I added. Michelle grinned and released her arms from around my neck and we reluctantly parted. She walking off with a bouncing halting gait swinging her arms in that oversized baggy sweater glancing back at me numerous times smiling with that big radiant smile. I tucked my hands into my back pockets just to keep from waving my arms around like a windmill with all the excitement coursing through my body. I wanted to shout to the world and howl like a wolf. I watched Michelle till she climbed into her car and drove off. I then turned to go to my pickup truck and head home myself.

I got home to the farm just after sunset that evening. Early for me for any day of the week really and it was another one of those rare occasions that I could sit with my dad and this time my mom as well on the back porch and spend a little time with them. Mom of course wanted to know all about my ‘date’ but she didn’t ask a single question other than if I had had fun. Dad just smiled and stayed quiet about it. I knew that I had to offer up at least some small bits of interest for my mother so I gave her a rough outline of meeting with Michelle and the movie we saw, I told her about buying lemon ices and us sitting and watching people go by as we ate them and talked about school and stuff. I also mentioned that I was going to be starting on that painting job in the morning and would be leaving early. That seemed to be enough for mom so she was happy when she said good night and went inside to check on my siblings before getting ready for bed. My dad finally broke his silence after the mom went inside. He told me the lemon ice was a nice touch. He told me to remember that little things like that would mean the world to most girls and he smiled knowingly as if remembering things from his past.

“Did you get a kiss?” He grinned and gave me a sidelong glance as he sipped his tea.

“Yeah… wow…” I said softly with a smile sitting there in the dark on the back porch but in my mind I had my arms wrapped around Michelle and her lips were dancing on mine.

“Good…” was all my dad said as he took another sip before he stood up to go inside. He patted me on the shoulder as he stepped past me. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight dad.” I said as I sat there on the back porch watching the moon rise on the horizon. My eyes were seeing the moon but my mind was seeing two blue green eyes with little gold flecks. At some point I got up and went in the house and to bed.

Up early the next morning and tended to the animals, before having breakfast with my siblings. They started back to school today, I’d be starting classes in a little over a week myself at the university. After breakfast I hopped in my truck and headed to town and to the teachers’ house to meet with Jules and Michelle to begin the painting job in the apartment. On a whim I stopped by a doughnut shop that was near my old neighborhood and picked up a dozen assorted doughnuts and pastries. Pulling up to the house I saw that both Jules and Michelle were already there. I grabbed the box of doughnuts and went to the front door and rang the bell. Almost before I could pull my hand back the door opened and I saw a smiling Maggie who ushered me inside. She was dressed today, not normal house dress but in a dress suit, a light wool jacket of light grey over a white blouse and a light grey skirt that fell to just below her knees. She had on stockings of course and some low heels in black. Maggie’s hair was in a bun but not her usual loose pinned style but rather a bit more refined with some sort of beaded cage wrap to secure it instead of her chopsticks as I had come to know them. Her glasses hung from her neck on a gold beaded chain. Her nails were the same wet looking glossy red that I had seen two days ago, and they were as usual, flawless. I noticed that Maggie had put on makeup too, a dark plum lipstick highlighted her thin lips and a modest amount of eye shadow made those golden copper eyes just pop! I was momentarily speechless openly staring in admiration. Maggie smiled perhaps a little self consciously as she realized that I was staring at her.

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Jenny had disappointed me greatly. Many times we had discussed instituting consequences when she did not do the things as they should be done. Jenny is a submissive woman but she is also a good woman who really does try hard to please. Because she is such a good woman who tries so hard I have never actually instituted any punishment into our relationship yet. But after a series if disappointments now I am ready to start. I have always been a dominant man and for a relationship with a woman to last she has to able to do what she is supposed to do and to please me or I will end up angry at her to the point the relationship will be harmful. I do not want that to happen with Jenny.

I had a key to her place and new when she would get home. I parked out of sight so she would not know I was here. I waited in her bedroom in the shadows and because it was getting dark out. I was hidden so the chances of her seeing me when she came into her room were slight. I waited in the dark for her arrival.

Jenny finally arrived home and after leaving behind a few of her things she came into her bedroom, but she did not see me. She turned on one small lamp that did not provide too much light so I was still hidden in the dark. My plan was working so far and Jenny was soon to experience something new and painful. She always wore a sharp skirted business suit to work and she removed her jacket and laid it on the bed. Next came her skirt which she unzipped down the side stepped out of it and put it on the bed next to her jacket. She did the same with her blouse, too bad she was facing away from me so I missed the pleasure of watching her buttons being undone and revealing her underneath. She was standing there back to me, which allowed me a view of her sweet ass, dressed in a full slip, probably bra and panties, and pantyhose. She just stayed there rubbing her temple so I guessed it has been a tough day at work. Her day was about to become much tougher though. It was time and I quietly sneaked up behind her, put my arms around her and I whispered into her ear.

“Good evening my dear I hope your day was not too bad,” I could feel her tense up and then relax when she realized it was me and not some intruder. I kissed and nibbled on her ear letting my hands slip over her breasts which felt good through her undergarments. She snuggled and pushed her butt back into me. “You have really disappointed me lately,” I began to whisper in her ear. “I think it is time that we start doing something about this. You know we have discussed this many times and I have resisted doing this but I think the time has come,” I continued whispering in a soft gentle tone. I could feel her tense as she knew what this would mean. I wanted to assure her first so that she would know that the punishment she was about to receive was done out of love. I kissed her ear and then nibbled and kissed her on the neck, still standing behind her pressed into her ass and my arms still around her. I continued to kiss and lick her neck and started fondling her breasts and lowering my hands down below to rub her and she responded by moaning pushing back against my now rock nard cock which was pressed between her ass cheeks. God how I wanted to just lay her down on the bed undress her and kiss and lick every part of her body until she would scream cumming in pleasure before I would fuck her brains out. But I knew the punishment was needed for the good of our relationship.

Jenny was really hot now and wanting pleasure from me but it was not time for that now. I removed my arms from around her and stepped back.

“Turn around and look at me Jenny.” She turned and looked straight into my eyes and I could see some fear in her eyes. “Jenny you have disappointed me very much lately. You know this and I have tried to ignore these things. As you know it cannot be tolerated because no woman of mine can be disobedient without paying the price. As we have discussed so often the time has come to pay the piper as it were for your infractions. I care for you very much Jenny but this is necessary. Do you understand and accept this? This has to be something you understand and agree to submit to or I can walk out that door and we will be thankful for what we have had together. Do you understand and casino şirketleri accept this? Are you prepared to submit?”

Jenny paused obviously thinking about her answer. I could see in her face that she was torn between accepting my total domination and discipline and losing a relationship she liked and enjoyed.

“I need your answer NOW Jenny! Do I leave or do you Submit?”

She looked up at me and then very softly with her head bowed said, “yes sir I will submit to what you want. You are my lover and my master. I know that I deserve the punishment you will give me.”

“Good then I want you to put your hands on the bed and bend over.”

She was hesitant but she complied, bending over the bed causing her ass to stick out towards me. What a beautiful sight! I have always been an ass man and what I really wanted to do was raise her slip lower her pantyhose and panties. Then lick that ass and then lube it up and fuck my darling in her back hole, something we had only done once before. But I knew I must punish my darling here and now before things really got out of hand. Besides there would be time for that later and she would want to please me after I punished her. I walked behind her and prepared to spank her. First I reached out and cupped her ass cheeks and squeezed them, which I could tell she liked. I am sure she wished that what I was about to do was more in line with my thoughts but we both knew that was not what was about to happen.

I let go of her butt cheeks, raised my hand back and swung it to her ass for the very first SMAK she would ever receive from me. She jumped and cried out more in surprise than pain but I would be changing that,

SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK. Jenny was now crying out with each blow.

“Now, Jenny this has been just a short warm up and we will be getting more serious.”

I moved closer and raised her slip to her waist. Hooked my fingers into her panty hose and rolled them down her legs and off her feet. I added the pantyhose to the pile of clothes already on her bed.

SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK,SMAK!

I grabbed her hair and pulled back. I could see some tears running down her cheeks. I kept her hair pulled so that I could see her face. “Jenny do you know why I am punishing you?” She nodded yes. “I am not doing this because I don’t care about you but rather to make you better. You do understand that don’t you?” Again, she nodded affirmatively.

“I want you to stand up and remove your slip. Turn around and face me while you do this.” That command was not just for my pleasure, though it would be pleasurable watching her strip off her slip, but also for the humiliation part of her punishment. She turned and raised up her slip and pulled it over her head and added it the pile of clothes. That was certainly nice to witness and she now stood before me in a very nice set of bra and panty. I stared for a couple of moments taking in her beauty and then I instructed het to “take off your panties.” She hooked her fingers in them and bent down to remove them and step out of them. She added those to the pile of clothes, She stood before me in her bra displaying her sweet pussy which I loved to lick and fuck.

“Assume the position.”

She turned and bent back over the bed. As she was naked except for her bra I could now see that her ass cheeks were now a dark pink. I knew they would be red very soon. I rubbed them gently, both cheeks, to provide her a little comfort and a little extra pleasure for me. As much as Jenny’s punishment was for discipline I did also get great pleasure form this in another way. My cock was hard in my pants creating a bulge, which I was sure Jenny noticed while she was facing me. I looked at myself and noticed a small wet spot indicating a little pre-cum escaping. She couldn’t see me now as she faced away so I ran my hand over my cock a couple of times.

SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK, SMAK!

I could hear Jenny crying with each smack of her ass now. Her cheeks were getting more red than pink now. She was definitely feeling the pain now. I moved closer and reached out to fondle her ass slightly and almost casino firmaları felt guilty that I was getting sexual pleasure from giving her pain. I rubbed my fingers between her cheeks and down to her pussy. She was wet so she must be getting some pleasure herself. I smiled to myself happy that this was not all bad. I pushed my finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit from underneath and she moaned with pleasure pushing herself into my hand. She was enjoying this too much though for it to be a serious punishment she would remember.

“Yes sir.”

I left her and went into her bathroom as I knew she had a brush that had a padded back. I knew that would up the ante but because it was padded would not be too severe like a wooden brush. I found the brush and put it behind my back and returned to the bedroom to find Jenny just as I left her. I walked up behind her and pushed my finger into her pussy and moved in and out a few times while saying, “This is going to hurt a little more but we might be almost done. Now each time I spank you I want you to count them. You will receive 20 more spanks but if you lose count we will have to start over.”

SMAK! “ONE SIR.”

Nice touch. I had not told her to say sir with her counts but I liked it.

SMAK! “TWO SIR.”

SMAK! “THREE SIR”

SMAK! “OWW THAT HURTS SO MUCH FOUR SIR”

SMAK! “FIVE SIR PLEASE”

SMAK! “SIX SIR.”

SMAK! “SEVEN SIR.”

SMAK! “EIGHT SIR.” Jenny was crying now and I almost wanted to stop but I said she would get 20.

SMAK! “NINE SIR.”

SMAK! “TEN SIR.”

SMAK! “ELEVEN SIR”

SMAK! “TWELVE SIR”

SMAK! “THIRTEEN SIR.”

SMAK! “FOURTEEN SIR.”

SMAK! “FIFTEEN SIR” She was having trouble standing up now and her crying was louder. I paused a brief moment and decided to hurry up the remaining spanks to be done with her punishment today.

SMAK! “SEVENTEEN SIR.” I gasped Jenny had miscounted but I don’t think she realized it or she would have reacted and pleaded with me. I decided since this was her first punishment that I would ignore the miscount and hurry the last few.

SMAK! “EIGHTEEN SIR.” SMAK! “NINETEEN SIR.” SMAK! “TWENTY SIR.”

Jenny was crying harder now and I don’t even think she knew she had reached twenty. She was struggling to stand and I went and sat on the bed and pulled Jenny into my arms. I held her tight but kept her turned in my arms in a way that her ass would not be down but facing up. She was very red and possibly slightly bruised. She cried as I rocked her in my arms and kissed her forehead. For maybe twenty minutes we stayed like this rocking back and forth until she stopped crying and began to calm down.

“I am sorry I had to do this to you Jenny but it will make you better.” She nodded looking into my eyes unable to speak right now. “Lie here on your stomach I am going to fix you a cool bath.”

I left her and drew her a cool bath. I went back to the bed and picked her up and carried her to her bath. I gently placed her in the water and then removed her bra. “You just relax in this tub and you will feel better. When I come back for you I will put some soothing lotion I brought to ease the heat and the pain on your behind.”

I left her in the tub for about fifteen minutes figuring too much more time and the water would get too cold for her. I came back bringing her a glass of wine. I offered her my hand and helped her out of the tub. She smiled at me and took the offered glass. I picked up the towel I had laid out. I gently patted her dry with towel allowing her sips of her wine. I had place the lotion by the bed so I led her back to the bedroom. I set her wine on the bedside table and laid her down on her stomach.

I squirted some lotion into my hands and rubbed them together. I reached out and began to gently rub her butt cheeks.

“Ooww,” she said at first touch but she quieted and seemed to begin to like my rubbing. I squirted more lotion onto her red ass and gently rubbed the lotion into her cheeks. Finally she moaned from the feeling as I continued adding lotion and kneading her sore cheeks. But now that she was enjoying the rubbing I squirted some lotion between her cheeks and rubbed up and down in the crack between her ass. She güvenilir casino moaned her approval and I rubbed her anus opening to which she purred. I inserted my finger pushing into her back brown hole and she raised slightly into my push so I knew she like it. I began to fuck her asshole with my finger and she was clearly enjoying this. I continued for a few minutes and pulled my finger out which generated a groan of disappointment.

“Are you Ok to roll over on your back yet?”

“Yes, I think that would be OK now.”

I rolled her over onto her back. I smiled at her and bent down to kiss her. She responded by parting her lips and we kissed passionately working our tongues together and our lips from gently to urgently with more and more passion. I broke the kiss and kissed her neck and licked her neck generating moans of approval. I started to kiss and lick my way down to her breasts. I started with the right one and started kissing her nipple and licking around her breast. I move to the left and did the same there kissing her nipple and licking around. She put her hands on my head rubbing her fingers through my hair and pulling me tighter to her nipples. I sucked on one nipple then the other. I lightly bit on and licked and sucked them to Katie’s delight. Each time I would switch from one breast to another she would push my mouth tighter onto her breast.

“Oh God baby suck my nipples, bite my nipples, it feels so good. MMMMMMMMM! Don’t stop baby it is so nice.”

But I did stop but only so I could move lower. I was kissing and licking way down below her breasts to her tummy. I stopped and kissed and licked around her navel. She kept running her fingers through my hair and guiding my head into her bare skin. After her bath she tasted so clean and sweet.

“Oohhh baby that feels so good. Let me please you. You are way overdressed.”

“It’s OK this is just for you. You did so good with your punishment you deserve this reward. I am proud of you. I think I may have even given you more punishment and pain than I intended for your first time. Just lie back and enjoy this. You can please me later.”

Lower I kissed and licked until I was staring straight at her pussy which looked wet. I ran my fingers in her hairs and blew my breath on her lips and her clit. I rubbed my fingers up and down her pussy’s lips and just in between them pushing just inside.

“Soooo nice sooo good don’t stop. Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!”

Now I stuck my tongue out and licked from the bottom of her pussy to the top. Again and again I licked top to bottom.

“Aaaaahhhhh baby baby sooooooooo nice. So nice. MMMMMMMMMMMM!”

I licked to the top and found her clit which I licked and licked. Then I took her into my mouth and sucked on her clit. Oh she tasted so good after her bath. So sweet.

“Oohh my God Ooh my God that is soooo good. Don’t stop baby.”

I pushed my tongue into her pussy and slurped up her juices. I started to fuck her with my tongue and she pushed into me and held my head tighter so I would get farther into her. I lowered my licking to that space between her pussy and her ass hole and she started to buck and moan in pleasure. Too bad so many men do not know this area will drive a woman crazy. I took my attention back to her pussy and licked and fucked with my tongue. Jenny was going crazy now and I figured she would cum soon. I moved my tongue below her pussy again and licked and licked all the way to her back hole. I ran my tongue over her brown puckered hole and pushed in a little.

“AAAHHhhhhhhh, Aaahhhhhh, God God fuck me lick me Ooooohhhhh!!”

I pushed my tongue into her puckered back just a little and played with her there for a minute or two. Then back to her pussy and her clit where I licked sucked and tongue fucked her faster and faster deeper and deeper.

“Aaaaawwwww Baby Baby I am cumming so hard Don’t Stop!!”

Jenny was delirious bucking and screaming in pleasure. I could feel her cum and I was sucking up her juices. I kept it up until she finally fell back exhausted.

“Now it is time that you should lay here and take a nap. You have had a traumatic experience followed by pleasure. You know I did not hurt you and cause you pain to be mean but to help you and strengthen the bond between us, don’t you Jenny?”

“Yes sir I do and I really appreciate what you did for me.”

*****

Any feedback is appreciated. Thanks for reading and there is a chapter 2 to this.

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This story, as is all stories, isn’t written for everyone. If you enjoyed it, thank you very much and you’re welcome. If not, thank you for visiting.

*****

Saturday afternoon. Dad and I were working in the yard. My names Meg.

“Dad,” I said, “Could you turn me on?”

Dad stopped cutting the rose bush and stood, looking at me. “Meg, I can’t do something like that. Why would you even ask that?”

“Oh, just something I was thinking about. A dumb question on a list of questions in class. Why is a man hole cover round? It’s round so it won’t fall in but you always have to verify an answer. I looked it up on the internet. Something about man hole and search results came up that were those sex things. Before I realized it I got turned on. I liked it but can’t get it to happen much by myself.”

Dad said, “Well, you’re out of school now so don’t worry about it. You should go ahead to college rather than taking a year off.”

“Nope,” I said. “My minds made up. I need a year to relax and unwind. It won’t make a bit of difference if I graduate a year older. Dad, what about if you happen to turn me on without doing it specifically. Wouldn’t that be all right?”

I must have confused him. My wonderful dad just looked at me and didn’t answer. He’s an engineer. It was a social question. He couldn’t engineer it.

“Dad, Mom and I used to talk about these things. You’re going to have to fill in now that she’s gone. I’m 18 and I only blush occasionally. I really enjoyed being turned on. I want to do it again. I’m just looking for a way. I know you know how to do that.”

“Well, let’s finish up and maybe we can talk about this later.”

I knew dad. That meant we weren’t going to talk about it anymore. Moms been gone for a few years and dads been like a mild zombie since. I’m skipping a year of school to resurrect dad. Get him back into society. It wasn’t going to be easy.

I waited for the right time. I got out one of mom’s bikinis and put it on. It was skimpy and had ties on each side and behind the top and neck. They were way down just above my tuff and when I walked the sides waddled up and down on each side. They showed a lot of my buns. Dad was beside the pool and I sashayed out, barefoot, with a towel in my hand and lotion.

I put a hat on the far corner earlier and I waddled around, across from dad, towards the far corner. I stopped and leaned over so my breasts pulled down and stuck a toe in, checking the temperature, smiled, and continued on. When I got to the hat I leaned over keeping my knees straight, feet out some, facing away from dad and took a moment to get the hat. Continuing on I waddled around and past dad to the lounger next to him.

I said, “I’m going to get some sun but you keep track of the time so I don’t burn. I don’t want to put the lotion on just yet. About 10 minutes each side.” I spread out the towel on the plastic pad and lay on my stomach, legs open, not a lot. Looking away from dad I could tilt my head slightly and see his reflection on the inside of my sun glasses. He looked. Several times. I was so happy I could have cried. It was working.

About 10 minutes and I turned over and casually pulled the top down off the top of my breasts but not too much. He wouldn’t complain. My legs open, a little more, I turned my head away and watched him in my sun glasses. He looked a couple of times then he straightened himself up higher. He was trying to get a better view down between my thighs. Man habit. I positioned both loungers earlier so he had an oblique view along my legs.

A few minutes and he said, “Time Meg.”

“OK,” I said. “Come put the lotion on. It’s kind of personal so man up and take care of your grown child.” I smiled at him and he got an ‘oh no’ look but he came over. There was a small roll around stool for him to use. I got on my stomach and reached around and undid my top and threw the strings out.

“Don’t put it on thick,” I said. “You have to spread it out as far as you can and rub it in until it seems to mostly disappear. My whole back and arms and sides, both sides. If I’ve never said it I just love you rubbing lotion on me so if I moan it’s because of that. And thank you very much. Enjoy yourself.”

“You’re a necked woman Meg and getting neckeder.” He liked to make up words. “If this keeps up I’m going to rub something that’ll make you jump up and do something.”

He did my whole back, rubbing it in good. We chatted and I moaned now and then for effect and we chatted some more. When he finished one side I said, “Don’t forget up high on my side. I’ll tilt so you can get just underneath and not get any on the towel.” I tilted and I’m sure he could see the side of my breast rounding.

He kept his fingers up into the side of my breasts so he would miss the towel. I heard him take a bigger breath. He rolled around to the other side and we did the same. A bigger breath again, particularly since I tilted just a little more. The seat he was on was low giving casino şirketleri him a good angle.

I got him to do both my legs. He went slow and careful along my bikini bottoms. I kept everything still and didn’t twitch but I moaned several times when he did my feet and toes. I was setting him up for another time. Then I said, “Ok dad. For this you’re going to have to keep your eyes closed. It’ll get you hot and I’ll have to throw you in the pool to cool off.

“I’m going to untie the bottoms on your side One will fall down. Get lotion on your hand and lift the other string up and do the side of my hip and whatever your fingers can get to on my buns. Rub it in good and take your time. Ignore the moans please.” I reached back and untied the strings where he was and let go.

I wouldn’t be able to tell if he closed or kept his eyes open. He rustled with the lotion and I felt him lift up the sting and start on the side of my hip. He curled over nicely to the inside of my thigh. I opened my legs more so he could see me do that. He rubbed on down now that he had room. He wouldn’t know that unless he was looking.

He coated over to the start of my butt crack and most of the bun. I moaned for him and asked him to do that again. He did. I said, “Ok, the other side please.” He rolled around to the other side, leaving the ties undone. I reached down and untied the other side and said, “Same thing dad. You’re a darling. It sort of feels like a massage. You’re doing great.”

He lifted up the top string and I felt the other side being pulled down and over. I said, “Oh, don’t worry about it dad. Just go ahead and put lotion on. It’s just buns. You can throw the flap down some. It’ll be easier. It’ll remind you of when you changed my diapers.” He said ‘ok’ and we chatted while he did my buns.

I didn’t have my legs open enough for him to see in my butt crack but I did squeeze my buns a couple of times when he went over it. I practiced this whole thing, figuring out what might go wrong, about 5 or 6 times. He got done and I said, “Swivel around and look the other way. I have to turn over and I don’t want to get up and retie my bottom strings.”

He said ‘ok’ and I grabbed the string sets in my hands and rolled off and stood up and lay down on my back. I arranged everything and said, “Ok, have at it. Other side of everything and whatever you missed on the sides. You can do my boobs if you want to but you can’t smile while you do.” He laughed and started on my neck and face and sides then my arms and stomach. He didn’t do my boobs.

Starting at my feet he worked both legs up to my hips and stopped. I said, “Touch the hair on your head please.” He did. I said, “Dad the hair just down in my bikini is just hair, nothing else. Fold the bikini down just past that and each side over so it just hides my lady parts and rub lotion in. It’s ok to enjoy yourself. I will.”

I watched him through my sun glasses. There surely wasn’t much left when he finished doing an engineering calculated wedge fold from each side inward. My tuff was fluffy just above, enjoying a little sun and air. I don’t know if he got a visual of anything else. His trunks were getting crowded inside. I wasn’t feeling all that calm myself.

He turned his head to get the lotion and I opened my legs so it looked natural. He started in, I could actually feel his fingers shake a few times. Poor baby. Hopefully it was going to get better for him. He rubbed one side for a while and went around to the other side and started.

I saw his fingertips barely poke under the edge of the bikini and slide down, rubbing. He was really close to the side of my ridge. He might have felt the slight rise.

He said he was done so I said, “Could you tie the ties again. Not too loose. They may fall off and I would have to grab a towel and go in almost necked.”

He tied the ties and capped the lotion. He said, “Meg, that’s a small suit and you’re bare.”

“No I’m not,” I said. “I have a full bikini on. It was one of moms. She wore it all the time. I just love it. It fits perfectly.”

He looked at me and gave me a very nice hug. It was a close hug too.

It was getting into the hot season and at breakfast I asked him to think about the least amount of clothes I had to wear around the house not to totally shock him, just the normal amount of shock.

After lunch he said, “About the clothes. I suppose we could both survive a very light top and panties. That should be cooler. Almost like a bikini and we survived that.”

“What kind of panties?”

“Well, you have to start collecting for school so start collecting some and try them out on me. You can model and I’ll whistle or go ‘wow’.”

“Ok, but I’ll know by how excited you get. Some may be sexier than you think.”

Dad smiled very brightly and he didn’t turn away. He was starting to enjoy himself and wake up. After some panties teasing I would be ready for the next step. It was going to be fun. Fun for me too.

I casino firmaları wasn’t going to wear granny panties or middle age panties, whatever they are, I was going to wear much smaller panties but not string thongs, not yet. I started with hipster panties. Made my hips wiggle up and down like the bikini and could do great camel-toe views. For later I got some low-cut knit thongs, not the really small thongs, wide band around. I got some men’s A-shirt tank tops. Knit type but short, about down to the belly button, different colors.

I showed up at breakfast one morning with the hipster’s on and got an approving nod and smile. Stayed looking at my crotch for a few moments. My nipples got a lot of looks too. I bent over getting things and I think he got some small camel-toes from behind. I saw him up some. I let my boobs swing around. Dad was having a good time. He knew I was creating a sexual atmosphere with what I was doing so he enjoyed himself.

That evening when we turned out the lights to go off to bed I put my arms around his neck in the almost dark, my middle meeting his middle and said, “Dad, what would your thoughts be about us kissing. The kind of kiss that works with how I’m dressed.”

He only waited a moment and said, “You mean a panties and nipples type kiss. I could do that.”

“Ok,” I said. “It might go a little long. You might have to teach me some moves. Just stop when you need to.”

We melted lips and the first teach was his hand up in the back of my top. The second one was his tongue working mine. The third was his hand down on the outside of my bare buns, then down and under a little. The third was him bearing in with his dick, pressing hard. He was hungry. We moved around some and I got my legs open enough for him to get in more.

We broke and he kissed around the side of my face and rubbed my buns all over, slowly, and we kissed again and he tilted his dick down and got into my panties a lot lower. We did everything we could standing up with clothes on. We stopped, both breathing hard. We just stayed that way, getting our breath.

I said, “Thank you. “If you’re not in a hurry could we do that all over again. I think there was a couple of things we missed. You didn’t get inside the back of my pants and mess with my butt crack and I didn’t get to rub your crotch. We could do what we just did and then we could do that.”

He blew in my ear and I shivered all over. That was a first. We melted lips and did it all again. At the end he slipped both hands down inside by pants and grabbed onto each bun and played in my butt crack, all the way up and down. He almost got my outer lips but not quite. I don’t think he expected it but I slipped my hand down inside the front of his pants rather than outside and grabbed his shaft.

A big breath through his nose because we were tonguing at the time and a nice thrust into about the middle of my slit. I was holding him down there at the time. We really didn’t want to stop but civility caught up to us. I said, “Good night dad. I’m going to sleep nude tonight and I’m going to open my legs very wide and I may have my knees up and wide too.” I went off to bed. Dad was having a good time. It was great. I was having a good time too. It was great.

The next few days gained on the fun. I would pick up dad at the engineering company. He owned it. We would have lunch and goof around. Went out in the evenings to a museum or show or something. I teased him in the evenings with more panties. I could tell he enjoyed it. I would sit in a chair facing away from dad and take off my top, just tiny panties on. After a while I put it back on.

I told him how much I enjoyed the good night kissing we gave each other. We did a couple of milder ones and I encouraged him to let me know if he wanted to mess around some. I mentioned that I knew it was difficult but find a way to give me a clue or something when he was more available than not and I would think of something. I think me thinking of something was the clincher.

Two days later I came in from shopping and he was home already and I said, “I found it. I’ve been looking for this dress for almost two months. You have to see it.” I opened up the package and took it out. It was really kind of a frock. “Look,” I said. “It’s knit. It’s white. I can wear this sunning.”

“Meg, it has holes in it,” he said. “You can’t wear that out anywhere.”

“Dad, I’m not going to. This is for sunning. The holes are just small holes and the sun can go right through. I can sun my front and back and nobody can see. With the sun on it they wouldn’t even notice, it’s only for sunning by the pool. Otherwise I would have to sun in the nude. You’d go bananas. This is great. I’m going put it on. Go outside to the pool. I’ll be right out.”

I went and got totally nude and put it on. This dress would give him some visuals. It would take a few days but should work. We were getting there.

I went out to the pool. The dress was a little loose so I güvenilir casino could move around but when I lay down it would settle on every curve. The only thing I didn’t count on was the knit constantly moving against my nipples. They got up and stayed there, right away. Hopefully he would enjoy the view rather than being alarmed.

“Oh, that’s nice. It’s very attractive Meg,” dad said, looking me over. He was about four feet away and I twisted around for him with my arms out. He said, “You can wear that out somewhere. It’s fine.”

“Thanks dad,” I said. “But it wouldn’t work. In the sun you can’t see all of me. I don’t have a stitch on underneath. The sun can get through on all of me including my lady parts and I can shift just an inch or so and the knit will shift and the sun will shift on my skin. Even coverage. Out of the sun you’ll be able to see strange images of my lady parts. Not a perfect picture but very seductive. Come on and I’ll show you. It’s ok.”

I already knew. At the store the sales girl let me slip in the storage room where there were wall mirrors and I could look at my front and back. It was exactly what I wanted to see.

He followed me to the den and as soon as our eyes got normal he started to get a view. I turned and let the dress stop moving and he took in a breath. His eyes were looking at my breasts and down my stomach. He stopped on my tuff and then trailed on down.

The bottom of the dress was way up on my thigh. I lifted my arms out, one at a time and my breasts rose up, one at a time and his eyes were back watching. The bottom of the dress came up too and soon he was back to there. I could see a bump appearing in his pants. I turned all the way around, slowly, and gave him another full on look, slowly posing and moving my arms up and down.

“You like it? Isn’t it great. I can finally get some sun on all of me and it was very inexpensive.” I went over and put my arms around his neck and said, “Dad, if you’re enjoying the view it’s very natural and I don’t mind at all. Call it eye candy. Besides, you’re eye candy for me so it’s a swap. If you don’t mind I’ll wear this around the house now and then, just in the evenings. It’s very comfortable.”

“You are very beautiful. Thanks for the view. Wear it if you’d like. I’ll try not to notice too much.”

“Notice it all you want,” I said. “It’s one of the reasons I bought it.” I gave him a quick kiss right on the mouth and went and changed. Now he was getting some partial visuals of the good stuff.

The weekend and I got back from exercise right after lunch time. Dad was out by the pool, in the shade. I went out and plopped down. “HI,” I said. “Busy day so far. You have any plans? Want to go out to dinner? Have a date? I could fix you up you know. A dinner date maybe. I could disappear quickly. Sleep over at a friend’s. What do you think?”

He closed his book and laughed delightfully. “Well,” he said, “No, yes, yes, no, I think dinner out would be good and you could be my date. Thanks for asking. Dinner out sounds nice.”

“My treat,” I said. “I’m going to get a raise when I start work next month. They like me a lot.” I did minor to medium research at a law firm. This is my third year there albeit in between school stuff.

On the way back from eating I said, “Dad, I seem to want to tell you a few things.”

He looked at me then back to driving and said, “What things?”

“Ok,” I said. “Mom and I had several conversations where she made sure I understood how important our family is. Our privacy. Watching out for each other. She made sure I knew to never discuss family with anyone outside the family. Except cooking or washing or stuff like that but not much of even that. I don’t gossip about our family. It’s private and will stay that way.

“Later on she asked me to promise to take care of you and make sure you knew she wanted you to move on. Have a life. She made me promise to make sure you did. I wanted you to know that.”

“So that’s why you delayed school for a year,” he said.

“No, not totally,” I said. It just fit in with my plans. I would have taken a year anyway. Also, a girl my age needs some sexual excitement. You’ve probably noticed me doing some of that. Maybe I thought if I get you excited it would excite me too. If you can find a few ways to help it along it would be great. Might be good for you too. Sorry if I embarrassed you.”

“Thank you for telling me all that Meg. It’s nice to know and you didn’t embarrass me and I have noticed and it has been good for me too and I’ll try.”

We were quiet, driving along, and I slipped a hand over on his lap and massaged a little while he came up. He left it there, all the way home.

Late afternoon, sun not too high. Dad was by the pool and I went out. I said, “Would you mind if I got some sun in my new sun dress, as I’m calling it.”

“Not at all,” he said. “Do you need any lotion?”

“I’ll put some on before I put on my dress. You can do my ankles and feet later. My ankles and feet are a bit of a turn on you know. I’m going to be saving them for you. Love your finger action.” Familiarization was a slow process but it was a lot of fun and slowly getting to be fun for dad.

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“Taxi! Taxi!”

Sabrina Kelley waved her hand furiously as the icy Manhattan wind whipped through and around her bones.

The New York skyline was rapidly approaching dusk and the evening forecast predicted a heavy round of snowfall in just a matter of hours. Though there was no one there to greet her or make her feel at home, Sabrina desperately wanted to make it back to her hotel room before the bad weather began.

Despite wearing a well-tailored, gray wool coat, cinched tightly at the waist, with a full business suit underneath, Sabrina trembled at the cold frost surrounding her. Bitter gusts of wind blew her shoulder-length reddish-brown hair, the color of cinnamon, around her smooth, light brown skin.

“Thank goodness,” she sighed as a taxicab artfully maneuvered its way to the curb directly in front of her. As she stepped in and closed the door, she heard a feminine voice shout from the sidewalk.

“Wait!”

Sabrina, now settled in the cab, looked out the window to see a stunning chocolate beauty racing toward her. The raven-haired woman had delicate features, luminous cocoa-brown skin and long, dark braids that were pinned behind her ears but left to flow freely down her back. She was dressed in a dazzling, black sable fur coat with matching gloves and hat. Elegant gold jewelry dangled from the woman’s ears, neck and wrists. The woman stopped and stood shivering outside the taxi window.

“Please? It’s cold out. Can we share?” The tall, dark, slender woman had a pleading look on her face.

The cab driver looked at Sabrina through the rear-view mirror. “Yes?” he said, his accent thick and heavy.

Sharing a cab with such a beautiful woman? “Sure.” Sabrina motioned the woman in. She slid over on the seat as the woman opened the door. As she stepped in, Sabrina was immediately greeted with the tantalizing scent of vanilla.

“Ladies?” the driver asked. “Where are you going?”

“Columbus Circle,” they said in unison. Surprised, the women turned and looked at each other.

“Really?” Sabrina asked. “What a coincidence.”

The woman smiled. “Looks like today’s my lucky day.”

Sabrina blushed and turned back to her window.

As the driver sped off, the neon lights of New York City sped by in the sparkling glass of the car windows. Not wanting to be caught staring at the beautiful woman next to her, Sabrina focused her attention on the view outside her window. However, she was unable to ignore the heated presence right beside her.

After a few moments, Sabrina couldn’t help herself. She secretly eyed her new companion. Sabrina smiled when she realized she was immediately taken with the woman’s natural beauty. Sabrina thought that her smooth, milk chocolate skin looked simply delicious.

As she snuck another peek at the lovely woman, Sabrina ever so slightly wrinkled her nose at the woman’s fur coat and accessories.

The woman seemed to read her mind. “It’s faux fur, honey,” she smiled. “Don’t worry. I love animals too. It’s just that it’s freezing out and I needed something warmer than an ordinary, old coat.”

Sabrina flushed scarlet and turned back toward the window. She wrung her hands in her lap, completely embarrassed by her elitist attitude.

After a few moments, the woman spoke. “So…what’s at Columbus Circle?”

“My hotel,” Sabrina sighed as she thought of her empty room. “It’s right in the area,” she said sadly.

The woman lifted an eyebrow.

“Wait. It’s not that bad,” Sabrina corrected. “It’s just that I’m new in town. Well, I’m not here permanently yet. I’m just visiting. But I don’t know anybody here. I haven’t made any friends yet.” Damn, Sabrina chided herself. I’m babbling, she thought. I sound so pathetic.

“So what about you?” Sabrina asked, changing the subject.

“I’m a music writer,” the woman said smoothly. “I’m heading to a jazz concert to review a performance.” She took off one of her gloves and smiled. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? I’m Kai. Kai Roman.”

“I’m Sabrina Kelley.” She gently shook Kai’s hand, which was remarkably soft and warm, given the frigid temperature. Sabrina trembled at the warmth radiating from their touch.

“How about this?” Kai asked. “Since you were so nice in sharing your cab, why don’t you let me treat you to a fun night out? I just happen to have an extra ticket to the concert, so please join me.”

Sabrina hesitated. Was Kai just being nice or –? No. She’s just being polite. “I couldn’t,” Sabrina answered. “I mean, we hardly know each other,” she said weakly.

Kai was persistent. “Well, how about this? Why don’t we grab a quick cup of coffee at a café up the block? If we don’t hit it off, you can go back to your hotel. But if we do, then you’re mine for the evening. How’s that sound?”

Kai gave Sabrina a saucy wink.

Then Sabrina looked up and saw the driver staring at her in the rear-view mirror. He winked at her too.

Sabrina grinned, outnumbered. “Sure,” she said. “Why not?”

~~~

“So what brings you to New York?” Kai asked.

The two women casino şirketleri sat across from each other, nestled comfortably out of the cold and into a small booth in the Stone Rose Lounge, located in the Time Warner Building right across from Columbus Circle. Kai ordered a cappuccino while Sabrina enjoyed a large mug of rich, hot chocolate.

As Sabrina sipped her cocoa, she suddenly wondered if Kai’s chocolatey skin tasted as rich and warm. Sabrina blushed and shook her head to clear the image out of her mind. Who’s to say that Kai’s even interested like that?

“I’m here for a job interview,” Sabrina answered. “Actually, I finished the last round of interviews just before I went outside to hail that cab.”

“What kind of job is it?”

Sabrina hesitated, but for some reason she decided to be honest with the woman who’d turned her world upside down in just a matter of moments. “It’s a job with the New York office of the Democratic National Committee. It’s for a fundraising assistant position.”

“Wow. The DNC. I’m impressed,” Kai said. “In fact, I think I’ll call you Ms. Moneybags,” she laughed. “No, wait. I’ll call you Ms. Do-Right. For being so cute and kind and compassionate.”

Sabrina giggled. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“So how do you think you did?” Kai asked.

“Pretty well, I think. I’m a bit nervous though. But they said they’d call if there was room for me,” Sabrina shrugged.

Kai shook her head as she took another sip of her cappuccino. “Well, they’d be crazy not to have you on their team. You just shared your cab with me, a total stranger. That makes you compassionate. That’s an important trait to have. Means you won’t leave a poor girl out in the cold,” Kai teased.

Sabrina laughed. “I’m a real ambassador for goodwill, huh?”

“I think so,” Kai whispered.

Sabrina tingled at Kai’s soft voice. She had to change the subject again.

“So…who’s in concert tonight? And where is it?”

Kai leaned back in the booth, getting more comfortable. “We’re going to the Rose Theatre at the Frederick P. Rose Hall.”

Sabrina had a blank look on her face.

“Are you familiar with Lincoln Center?” Kai asked.

Sabrina frowned. “Barely. I saw it in the guidebook, but I haven’t been.”

“Well,” Kai began, “Lincoln Center is where the New York Philharmonic performs. And it’s where the Metropolitan Opera House and the New York City Ballet perform as well. But Lincoln Center also has a jazz outfit in the Rose Hall, which is located in the building we’re in right now.”

Kai sipped her drink before continuing. “Tonight’s performance is a jazz concert featuring the Kings of the Crescent City. It’s a tribute to the music of Louis Armstrong, Jelly Roll Morton, Joe “King” Oliver and Sidney Bechet. It’s a really great focus on the jazz music of New Orleans. I think it should be fun and pretty educational at the same time. And I think you’ll have a great time.”

“Oh. So I’m definitely going, huh?” Sabrina asked.

“Well…we’re getting along great, no?” Kai looked Sabrina directly in the eye.

Sabrina looked down. “Yes. I guess so.”

Kai motioned for the waiter. Sabrina sat there nervously fidgeting with her hands while Kai settled the bill.

“Ok. We’re all set,” Kai said as she grabbed her handbag. “Are you ready for the night of your life?”

Sabrina relaxed a bit at Kai’s enthusiasm and smiled. “Sure. Let’s go.”

~~~

As the women walked inside Rose Hall, Sabrina was struck at how beautiful the building actually was. The entire front of the structure was glassed in and Sabrina was awed at the nighttime view of the city.

Several patrons were gathered in the lobby, talking and laughing animatedly. Walking past them, Kai gave Sabrina a quick tour of the place. She showed Sabrina the various classrooms and meeting rooms, and finished with a peek inside the gorgeous glass-enclosed Atrium.

Afterward, Kai led them to the coat check and she gently helped Sabrina out of her overcoat.

“That’s a nice suit,” Kai commented.

“Thanks,” Sabrina replied, smoothing her skirt down.

Kai then removed her coat. Sabrina was taken with at Kai’s gorgeous clothes and beautiful figure. We were just in the restaurant, Sabrina thought. How did I miss that?

Kai wore a stunning, sleeveless black cocktail dress, embroidered with a silvery, metallic thread. The dress fell just to her mid-thigh, with a slight flare at the hem. Sabrina loved how the garment perfectly showcased Kai’s toned arms and legs.

Sabrina sharply drew in a breath, then licked her lips at Kai’s luscious, chocolate skin.

“Are you ok?” Kai said, as she handed her coat to the young lady at the counter.

“Sure. I’m fine. Pretty dress.”

“Thanks. Though I’m more of a T-shirt and jeans kind of girl,” Kai winked.

Sabrina laughed. “Me too.”

“Ahhh. One more thing we have in common.”

Sabrina reflected on their conversation on the way to the theatre. They were pleased to discover that they had similar tastes in music, TV and movies. “I casino firmaları guess so,” Sabrina remarked.

“So,” Kai held out her hand to Sabrina. “Shall we take our seats?”

Again, Sabrina was warmed at their heated touch as they grasped hands.

After handing their tickets to the usher, he led the ladies into the theatre and down to the front row.

“Wow. Great seats,” Sabrina whispered.

“Nothing but the best for my Ms. Do-Right.”

Sabrina beamed as they took their seats. Once comfortable, she then noticed the scene in front of her. The band equipment had been carefully arranged toward the front of the stage. Sabrina was awed by all of the different instruments.

Kai leaned over and whispered in Sabrina’s ear which instrument was which and how they all fit together to create the melodic jazz sound she loved so much. She also gave Sabrina a quick primer on jazz culture and how important it was to the African American culture. She also explained how jazz influenced the world’s culture as well.

“I’m so impressed by your musical acumen,” Sabrina whispered back.

Kai spoke ever so softly into Sabrina’s ear. “Well, I’m so impressed by you.”

As the lights dimmed, Sabrina felt a fiery heat race through her. As she tried to compose herself by settling back into her seat and focusing on the performance that was about to begin, Sabrina glanced at Kai’s milk chocolate thighs right next to her. Sabrina suddenly felt a delicious tingling deep between her legs.

Sabrina sighed softly.

This was going to be a long performance.

~~~

As the performance neared its intermission, Sabrina was still worked up from sitting so close to Kai. Though the music was melodic and Sabrina found herself swaying to the beat, she still couldn’t ignore the passion that had been rising inside of her.

Finally, the music hit a dramatic crescendo, then ended with an exciting finish. The master of ceremonies announced a brief intermission and the lights came up.

Once the curtains closed, Sabrina stretched her legs, still trying to keep her passions under control.

“Need to walk around for a moment?” Kai asked.

Sabrina nodded.

“Let’s go out to the lobby.” Kai held out her hand and helped Sabrina up.

The two women walked out to the beautifully decorated lobby. Since they checked their coats earlier, Sabrina got a chance to take another look at Kai’s stunning figure.

Kai’s black minidress continued to capture Sabrina’s attention. Though Sabrina wondered why Kai would wear such a short dress in this kind of weather, she couldn’t take her eyes off Kai’s legs in the beautiful dress.

Without warning, Kai bent down to adjust one of her shoes. When she did, Sabrina gasped at the sight of Kai’s perfectly rounded ass.

“I’m going to call you Ms. Jelly Roll,” Sabrina blurted out.

“Ms. Jelly Roll?”

“Yeah. It must be jelly ‘cuz jam don’t shake like that!” Sabrina blushed at her corny joke.

Kai tilted her head back and roared with laughter. “You’re cute, compassionate, kind and funny. I love that!” She grabbed Sabrina’s hand as the patrons began to file back into the theatre. “Come on. Let’s go back in.”

Sabrina gripped Kai’s hand tightly, wishing she never had to let go.

~~~

“That was wonderful, Kai!” Sabrina beamed as they walked arm-in-arm out of the theatre. “I can’t say that I know very much about jazz, but that was one of the best performances I’ve ever seen!”

“I’m glad you liked it. I enjoyed it too. I’m going to write a great review about it for the paper.”

Sabrina decided to take a small chance. “Well…what about me? What kind of review do I get?”

“Five stars, honey! Top of the line!”

Sabrina blushed yet again. She seemed to be doing a lot of that since she met Kai.

As the women walked toward the glass exit doors, both were surprised at the snowfall that had already taken place. Though there was only a light dusting of snow on the ground, the hundreds of snowflakes that swirled in the sky hinted at an even heavier snowfall to come.

“It’s pretty bad out there,” Sabrina warned. “My hotel’s around the corner, so I’m ok, but what about you? Do you have far to go to get home?”

“Well, I live in New Jersey, but I have a place in the Village. It’s not that far by taxi.”

Sabrina hesitated, but only for a moment. “Well, the weather’s only going to get worse, so like I said, my hotel’s right back there.” She pointed toward the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, which was just behind the Time Warner Building. “Why don’t you just stay with me tonight?”

Suddenly bashful, Sabrina lowered her eyes, wondering if she’d been misreading the lovely woman all night and whether she might be rebuffed.

Kai thought for a moment. “Hmmm. I’d love to. But I don’t have anything with me for an overnight stay.”

Sabrina sighed. “Well, that’s ok. My hotel room’s a mess anyway. I was just–”

“No. I mean, how ’bout we do this? You give me your room number and I’ll meet you there in twenty minutes. You can straighten güvenilir casino up while I run to the drug store for a few things. Is that ok?”

“Sounds great,” Sabrina beamed. “Like I said, I’m at the Mandarin. Room 309.”

“I’ll see you soon.” Kai reached for Sabrina’s hand again and squeezed it gently.

They locked eyes and, despite the cold weather, Sabrina was as hot as she’d ever been.

~~~

Sabrina raced back to her suite and straightened everything up in record time. A few minutes later, as she took off her business suit, she decided to freshen up a bit. After a quick shower, she slipped on her favorite set of silk pajamas. The soft, royal blue material looked and felt heavenly against her creamy brown skin.

She lay out on the bed, simultaneously watching TV and watching the clock. After about thirty minutes, her nerves began to get the best of her. Maybe I moved too fast, she wondered. Maybe she changed her mind?

She lounged on the bed, flipping past various channels but not really watching the screen. She looked at the clock again and realized another fifteen minutes had passed. She glanced around the empty room and a twinge of loneliness gripped at her heart. Kai’s presence had been so strong, that Sabrina couldn’t bear not seeing the lovely woman again.

Finally, at the fifty-five minute mark, Sabrina heard a knock at the door. She hopped off the bed and jogged to the door. As she opened it, she was stunned at the sight.

“Hi.” Kai stood there shivering, holding a cardboard tray filled with four large Starbucks coffee cups. A neatly dressed male bellhop stood behind her, holding what looked to be four large grocery bags, all bulging at the seams.

“Let me help you guys,” Sabrina said as she quickly grabbed two of the bags from the young gentleman. They all set the items on the dining room table.

“Thanks,” Kai said, out of breath, as she tipped the bellhop and let him out.

“So what’s with all the stuff? Was there a sale or something?” Sabrina joked, as the women settled into the toasty warm suite.

Kai laughed as she reached into one of the bags. She pulled out a bag of potato chips and handed it to Sabrina. “No. I’m just a shopaholic. First I went to the drugstore to pick up a few toiletries. You know how we all have those particular products we just can’t live without?”

Sabrina nodded.

Kai continued. “Then I went back to the Time Warner Building to one of my favorite clothing stores to get something to wear to bed. Then I went back to the drugstore pick up some munchies for us to eat, some playing cards and a few other games.”

Kai then rifled through one of the other bags, pulled out two plastic containers of piping hot food and set them on the table. “Then I stopped to get us some Chinese takeout. Then I went to the bodega get us something to drink. Then, because it was cold, I went to Starbucks to get us something warm to drink. Now I’m here,” Kai sighed, almost out of breath again.

“Wow. Are you trying to spoil me?” Sabrina teased as she opened her bag of chips.

“Maybe,” Kai winked. “Is it working?”

“Mmmmm,” Sabrina said as she snacked on the chips. “These are my favorites. Thanks!” She looked at the plastic containers, steam rising from the sides. “So what kind of food did you bring?”

“Are you hungry?”

“Yes, I’m starving.”

“Well, I got us some Chinese noodles mixed with chicken and vegetables. I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got us something safe.”

“Yummy! Thank you so much,” Sabrina smiled as she took one of the containers.

“My pleasure. Now, like I said, I have some games. Let’s eat first and then play something.”

“Like?”

“Like, I’ve got a deck of cards. Let’s play Tunk.”

“Ohhhh,” Sabrina said. “You want an ass whooping, huh?”

“Feisty ass,” Kai laughed as she passed Sabrina a plastic knife and fork. “I’m gonna have to tame that.”

Sabrina winked, suddenly bolder than before. “Try me.”

~~~

Over an hour later, Sabrina had beaten Kai four games to zip. She also crushed Kai in three games of Spades.

“Had enough?” Sabrina said as she shuffled the cards again.

“Yes.”

“If you’ve had enough, say Uncle.”

Kai laughed. “Ok, Sabrina, damn! Uncle. Aunt. Whatever. I quit.”

Sabrina giggled as she placed the cards back on the table. She sat back in her chair and casually glanced out the window. She was surprised to see the snow falling onto the New York City streets. She was so comfortable with Kai that she’d completely forgotten about the heavy snow forecast from earlier.

Kai followed her glance and admired the delicate snowflakes cascading to the ground.

“Beautiful, huh?” Sabrina remarked.

Kai looked directly at Sabrina. “Simply gorgeous.”

Sabrina cleared her throat. Heat was rising in her way too fast. “So now what?”

“First, I need to get out of these clothes and into something more comfortable.” Kai rose from the table. “I need to take a quick shower first.” She grabbed one of the bags and headed toward the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”

Filled with nervous energy, Sabrina cleared away the containers and arranged the remaining grocery bags neatly underneath the table. She then sat back down, waiting on Kai to finish.

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Sally, John, our next door neighbor, and I spent the evening of John’s eighteenth birthday playing strip Yatzee on the floor in our living room. Sally was 40 and in great shape. Her “B” breasts were not as firm as they had been a few years ago, but they still turned up at the nipple. She was a size 6 and really liked sex.

Sally and I had been together for twelve years and while we had visited several swinger clubs over the past several years, we had not indulged with the other guests. We had watched others have sex and they had the opportunity to watch us if they so desired, but until tonight we had not shared with a third party.

We had spent time in the hot tub nude with other couples, had played nude volleyball in the pool with other couples, and had watched porno movies with other nude couples. I remember one time when we were on one of our first visits to a swinger club and for some reason there were not many people there that night. I know I was really horny and when this single guy came into the room we were in I was ready to let him know we were there to share our love. For some reason Sally let me know that she was not willing to be shared by this guy tonight. Later, on the way home, she told me that he reminded her of her first husband and she didn’t have good memories.

We were all down to our underwear when Sally called an end to the game so you can imagine my surprise when Sally announced, “I want John to do anything he wants with me tonight. It is a one time thing as my present to him on his birthday.”

Thinking quickly, I responded, casino şirketleri “We all know what that will be so we might as well go on up to the bedroom.”

John has still not said anything.

When we get to the stairs and start up, Sally stops and sits down on the third or fourth step and says, “Let’s do it right here on the stairs.”

Then she says, “We need the stuff.” We were using a contraceptive foam as our form of birth control.

John speaks up and says, “I’ll get it.” Quick as a flash he is taking the stairs two and three at a time over and around us and he is back immediately with the foam, the applicator and the plunger. To this day I do not know how he knew what “it” was or where “it” was kept.

I ask Sally if she would like me to put it in as we often do as part of our lovemaking, but she said, “No, I’ll do it.” She filled the applicator, pulled her underwear to the side and inserted it all the way into her vagina before depressing the plunger.

John and I worked together to remove whatever clothing Sally was still wearing.

John began by exploring Sally’s pussy while I licked her breasts and played with her nipples.

After Sally was thoroughly wet, John slipped off his underwear. Well, I have never had complaints about my equipment, but John was a good 12 inches long. His cock had a pinto pattern which I had never seen before and assumed that it had something to do with his mixed African-American heritage. Once he was totally exposed and rigid, he proceeded to worship her pussy with his mouth and tongue. casino firmaları It seemed that he explored every fold and crevice, giving extra attention to her clit.

Never having been in this position before, it surprised me how much I enjoyed watching my Sally get fucked. To see another man’s rod thrusting in and out of her vagina was a real turn on. I had no control over my own cock and it was as hard as it had ever been.

Sally was ready. John rubbed his cock up and down her slit to redistribute the copious moisture coming from Sally then he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina and began working it in. As John was working his cock into her pussy, Sally was spreading her legs farther and farther apart to better accommodate him. When he was fully inserted he paused to give her pussy time to adapt to his size. He started a slow rhythm varying speed and depth of penetration until his body took over and he was pumping in and out so fast that it was almost a blur. Then he stopped. I think he may have been afraid to cum in her even though he knew she was protected.

John looked over at me and my tented underwear and said, “You finish it.”

After a moment’s hesitation I slid off my underwear and slid my stiff rod into Sally’s sloppy wet and well stretched pussy. It didn’t take long before I gave her all my cum spurting stream after stream deep into her.

I said to John, “She was ready for you to cum in her. She likes it as deep as you can place it and the feeling she gets as the thick fluid moves around inside her afterwards. And güvenilir casino don’t worry about her one time only statement. I believe that since she opened her legs for you tonight she will welcome you anytime. Whenever you are horny, just come up and climb into bed with us – on her side. We will do her together. Just be sure the kids are asleep before you come popping in.”

In the morning Sally and I were alone on the landing ready to go down for breakfast when she looked up at me and said, “I may have been a little naughty last night.”

I assured her that it had been a great night and that while she had taken his full 12 inches, I had reclaimed her pussy before the night was over.

John came over and over and over and we experienced many more great sex threesomes with him until he got a steady girlfriend and didn’t need Sally’s pussy as a relief receptacle anymore.

Sally’s physical relationship with John was totally fractured when …

Sally’s sister moved in with us for a few months while she was deciding what to do with her life. She offered to house sit for us while we went on vacation to the family farm. We had a great time on the farm and drove late into the night to be able to sleep in our own beds rather than another night in a motel. When we arrived home in the early hours of the morning we were all exhausted and decided we would unpack the car in the morning. We all trooped upstairs to the bedrooms ready to fall into bed only to find that our bed was occupied. Sally’s sister was naked on my side of the bed and John, while intertwined with her, was on Sally’s side of the bed where he had made himself at home during the times when he needed his horny relief. Needless to say, Sally did not feel the same way about sharing with her sister as she did with me.

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I opened the door to my best friend, my almost-twin, wearing a criminally revealing royal blue dress over her voluptuous body. We looked at each other and cracked up. I wore a tight dress of a similar blue shade. And we’d each gone for smokey eye makeup, red lips, and hair sleeked back into ponytails. There was a reason our code name for this rendezvous was “Operation Doppelbanger.”

We’d been planning this day for weeks. Years really. We’d been best friends for most of a decade and though we’d never so much as kissed, the possibility never seemed off the table. Opportunities came and went but we carried on platonically, sharing family vacations and holidays and pretty much everything else together. But since the night we’d met, when the party faded into the background as we discussed sci-fi novels and sculpture and I tried not to stare into her ample cleavage, something more had simmered between us.

One night after a few beers she said, “You know we’re going to fuck at some point,” her dark eyes half challenge, half vulnerable. I agreed with a laugh more hearty than I felt, not wanting to let on how often I’d considered it. I resisted an urge to take her hand. But after that I started thinking about her more and more intimately. Her hard nippes and juicy cunt filled my fantasies and I kept wondering what she would taste like. And then I thought, why not. What’s a little sex between friends.My husband loved the idea of me with another woman and hers was similarly enthusiastic.

I was lying on my bed freshly fucked by my favorite vibrator, my hair disheveled, and my pussy wet and pink, when I decided. Too nervous to say it in person, I texted her, “Let’s do it,” with a water droplets emoji. Smooth.

“Do what?” she wrote back, but I knew she knew what I meant. “It,” I wrote back. She said, “????”

The time for subtlety was over. “Let’s fuck,” I replied. “OMG really???!?!” She wrote back. “It’s about time!!”

As the time approached, we got more and more graphic casino şirketleri about our upcoming encounter, often staying up late texting each other with things we’d never say in person. “Do you like to be spanked?” I asked. “What about nipple clamps?” I was in agony, my pussy swollen and dripping and wanting. “I’m so excited!” she texted. “This is going to be fun!”

We had planned to go to brunch first, but that was quickly abandoned. Our first course would be steaming hot muffins. We both wanted to get each other naked as quickly as possible. The sun was barely out when she arrived at my house and I wanted to immediately pull off her dress and bury my face in her tits. But this was too good not to savor.

Pangs of desire shot through me from my chest down to my toes as I led her to the couch. We sat and were suddenly shy, our hands entwined. I reached up and put my hand behind her head, stroking the back of her head and neck. I slid my hand up into her hair and pulled her slowly to me. Our lips touched.

She giggled. Hmm. Not the most encouraging sign. But then I laughed too. This was ludicrous. I just kissed my best friend! Eventually we leaned together again and this time it was serious. Her mouth was soft and yielding and sweet. I stroked her lips with the point of my tongue and her tongue met mine and we both sighed. We kissed for years, for decades, until my body was on fire and I knew hers was too.

I broke free, panting, and kissed and licked my way across her jaw to her collarbone. I knew her neck and ears were sensitive, because mine were too. I took my time, delicately tracing the whorls of her ear then gently sucking and biting her neck. She moaned so beautifully that I wanted her in my bed and naked. I stood and led her to the bedroom.

LED candles and rosy salt lights lit the dark purple walls and illuminated the table of toys, lube, and towels, just we needed any of those things. “Take off your dress,” I said huskily. “You too,” she said in the same casino firmaları voice. We stripped, then stood there looking at each other. We’d seen each other naked, but this was different. We stood facing each other, our bodies so similar yet so different. I was all ass and hips with pale skin, while she was apple shaped with a deep tan. We looked at each and saw the same raw desire reflected in each others’ eyes.

I stepped to her and took her large breasts, straining against a black lace bra, into my trembling hands. Hers went to my smaller ones and we massaged each others’ breasts. “Fuck,” I said. “Take this damn bra off.” I took mine off too and immediately wanted nothing more than to close my lips around her large raspberry nipples. She began to lightly rub my nipples with her thumbs, but I pushed her back onto the bed.

I wanted to take my time. I took her tits in my hands and felt their weight. She reached for mine and I pushed her away. I sat beside her and ran my fingers over her soft skin, circling closer and closer to her nipples. She was breathing hard as I bent my head and ran my tongue in circles around her straining nipple. She arched her back and brought her hand to the back of my head, urging me on.

I began to gently lick the sides of her nipple, while my fingers did the same on the other side. She moaned. Suddenly I pinched hard and latched my mouth to the underside of her breast, sucking hard until I knew I’d left a mark. She yelped. Quickly I went back to her nipples, stroking, sucking, biting, pinching until her hips were moving and she was moaning continuously.

Her mound was pushing against my leg, nuzzling like a frisky foal. I pressed on it with my free hand and she moaned plaintively. With two fingers I slid down into her wetness on either side of her clit shaft. I massaged her that way as I kept torturing her nipples until she pushed my head toward her pussy and begged, “Oh please, please, please,” in a tortured whine.

I had to oblige. güvenilir casino She moved farther onto the bed and I took a position between her large thighs. With one hand I pulled her mons up for better access and dipped my head to drink from her like a thirsty traveller. I waggled my tongue along the length of her clit, slid it along the sides of her bud, thrust it in and around her juicy hole, and finally, finally, when her thighs trembled and she keened wordlessly, I took her clit into my hot mouth. She was close to exploding, but I sucked so gently and licked so tenderly that when it finally arrived, her orgasm was slow and filled with a bright fury that went right past the point when she would want to push me away and into a rarely charted territory of intense pleasure.

Eventually, her pussy stopped its spasming and her breathing slowed. I released her clit then, and climbed up to lie beside her. I found her face wet with tears. “Fuck,” she said simply. “That was amazing.” She cuddled up to me and found a stiff nipple. Her mouth was like an anemone that attached to the areola and swept the sea of small bumps there. I grabbed her head and wordlessly asked for more. There would be no slow build now; I was too worked up to wait.

After a minute of letting her torture both nipples with her teeth, I growled, “Touch my clit. Now,” while pulling her hair just enough to mean it. She looked up at me, ready to tease, but when she saw the raw need on my face, she slid her hand down and right into my hot hole, her thumb firmly on my clit. I bucked wildly and rode her as she slid down and placed her full lips onto my throbbing button while she continued to stroke my G-spot hard. In just a few moments, I screamed and exploded, flooding her chin and neck with my scalding juice.

We lay tangled up together, our fluids mingling on the floral sheets. Eventually, we got ourselves straightened out and under the covers and spent time just stroking each other and making satisfied sounds. “So that happened,” I said with a laugh. My fingers played absently with her hair.

“It sure did,” she said, and laughed too, and reached for me. After a long kiss that left us both breathless again, she said, “I’m starving… how about that brunch?”

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My 20-year-old daughter Cassie has been cuckolding me for months now and I have accepted the fact that I am stuck servicing both her and my ex at their will. Being a humiliation slut, I don’t mind so much. Recently though, something happened to change this dynamic.

Cassie’s best friend, Gigi, moved to another state after graduation. She recently returned for an extended vacation. Gigi is smoking hot and has always been a flirt. I never really took her serious because she was just a girl but now that she is of legal age, her continued advances are becoming harder to deflect. One particular night I happened to have just finished servicing my ex Kayla and I ran into Gigi and Cassie as they returned from a night of partying.

Gigi was up to her usual tricks, flirting, rubbing up against me, telling Cassie that she wanted to “get with” her Daddy. I played it off like I normally did but deep down yearned to spend a night between Gigi’s thighs. I offered to give Gigi a ride home as I was headed that way and she was too drunk to drive. She jumped at the chance. Cassie gave me the stink eye and said that I’d better behave myself of there would be hell to be paid. I nodded my understanding to my Cuckoldress daughter.

On the drive to Gigi’s mom’s house, she was all over me. Gigi made it quite clear that she knew about my relationship with Cassie and that although she though it was messed up, casino şirketleri she sort of understood my situation and figured that I continued letting Cassie and Kayla cuck me due to the black mail pics and video’s in their possession. Gigi said that if I had sex with her it would be a perfect way to get even with Cassie.

I let Gigi know that I was flattered that she was interested in me and that I would take her offer into consideration but that if something were to happen it wouldn’t be with her being intoxicated. She would have to be sober and still willing to get down and dirty.

Seeing that I wasn’t going to jump her bones YET, Gigi laid back in her seat and proceeded to rub one out, fingering herself to an orgasm. I had a front row seat as she spread those lovely thighs and slid her thin panties to the side, her already short skirt hiked up almost to her waist.

Gigi pulled her fingers out of her now glistening pussy and forced them into my mouth so that I could taste what I was missing. She was delicious.

As we arrived at her mother’s house, she reached over and gave me a deep wet kiss so that I had something to think about while I drove the rest of the way home. My tiny dick was stiff as a post and it actually wasn’t as small as normal. Maybe this was destiny? I’d have some time to think about it.

The next morning(Saturday,) I was awakened by Cassie. casino firmaları She was by herself which was unusual. I normally had a bull to service when she visited. Cassie said that she was pissed off at her best friend for the way she flirts with me and wanted to make sure that I had no intentions of returning the advances. She brought with her the bdsm kit both her and her mother often used on me when they wanted me to understand who was in charge. This had the makings of one of those sessions.

I told my Mistress daughter that I had no intentions of succumbing to the advances of her friend but Mistress Cassie wanted to beat it into me. She forced me into my normal introduction position of kneeling before her and jacking my tiny cock off onto her feet and then licking them clean. This was followed by rimming her ass and licking her arm pits.

Mistress Cassie proceeded to get into my face, spitting on me, slapping my face, pulling my hair, choking me, kicking me in the balls, shoving a butt plug up my ass and head butting me in the chest, knocking the wind out of me. As I lay on the floor, she hovered over me and the crack of the crop began.

She was not holding back, beating me senselessly trying to break what small amount of will I had left. . . ensuring that I continued to serve her and only her(well, her and her mother.) As I entered my “subspace” she could tell I was at güvenilir casino the end of my pain tolerance. Now it was time for the mind fucking to begin.

The verbal abuse began. She was really getting into it this particular morning and it wasn’t long before she actually had me in tears. I begged for her to stop but the insults continued. She said that I was a worthless piece of shit and that I was lucky that she even gave me the time of day. Then something happened that changed the whole dynamic of our relationship.

Cassie went down a road that no one should ever go down. She insulted my mother. Bad choice princess. SMACK! She never saw it coming. . . Cassie lay on the floor, her face red from the sting of the slap she was blindsided by. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back up and smacked the other side of her face, sending her down to the floor again. Grabbing her by the ears I stared straight into her eyes and head butted her, her nose exploded into a gashing bloody mess. She was dazed and speechless. I continued to hold her by the ears while her blood ran down into her mouth and down the front of her face.

“Take it back Bitch!” I screamed at her

She was crying but could not speak.

“Take it back I said!”

She was trying to speak but could only manage a nod. Finally she was able to sputter out an apology. I informed her that “You’ve awakened a beast.” I spat on her in disgust and she sobbed and curled up into the fetal position on the floor. “I’m so sorry Daddy!” was all that she could muster. “Sorry you are” was my response.

Moving forward, things WOULD be different. Stay tuned. . .

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There is a forbidden pleasure in being naked on a balcony. Nine stories in the air, overlooking the ocean had its own excitement. I had stripped of my clothes thrown in haphazard piles around the room. He followed behind me, his own clothes slipping off with haste.

The ocean breeze was mixed with the warm salt air, air that was rising off the hot sands of the day. The stars winked down at us as if they knew what we were doing. Together we sat, drinking coconut room and pineapple juice. Our legs were propped up on the balcony railing. I closed my eyes for a moment, taking in the moment. My body, unclothed, bare to Father Sky and Mother Earth, I felt whole again. He sat there in nervous giggles wondering if anyone could see us. I smiled to myself, uttering “This is perfectly natural”.

To think that nudity is so unnatural feeling to us even though that is our natural state. We sat close, in separate chairs, our bodies only touching by the air that we shared. I parted my legs briefly, the breeze hitting my most tender places. I felt beautiful casino şirketleri and naughty. I looked down at myself, the way the moonlight glimmered on my skin. I felt illuminated in the darkness, I was my own moonlight. My partner had relaxed some with help of the rum. His legs also parted revealed his aroused state. I smiled to myself, his nakedness was becoming. We sat there, in half silence, half rum induced laughter for almost an hour. We returned inside, crashing on the king side bed.

Our bodies refreshed from the salt air we touched each other with gentle caresses. I grabbed an ice cube from the cup allowing little droplets of water to hit his bare chest. He shivered with each drop driving his nerves into pleasant sparks of energy. I moved the ice down, dangerously close to his hardness peaking out from under the sheet. I licked the droplets from his chest quenching the thirst that I had for him. He returned the favor, dripping the cold water onto me. I found nothing but pleasure in each drop that hit my skin. The ice cube found me nipples, casino firmaları which as he rubbed became achingly hard.

His mouth mixed with his hot breath and cold skin left my skin charged for more touch. Our lips touched, the ice finding its way from his mouth to mine, and back again. The cube slid between us in an exchange of passion and increasing wanting. He grabbed another cube to suck on. This time, his head nuzzled between my legs, began to chill my burning flesh. I arched up to the touch, crying out from a mixture of pain and dulled pleasure.

The ice melted mixing with my wetness creating an elixir of slickness. My body shuddered in orgasm as his mouth, cold yet hot, claimed my clit. Driven mad with lust, I pushed him over on his back. The cue was unmistakable. He slipped the latex sheath onto his throbbing cock. I crawled up on top, easing myself down like lightening. We moved like the ocean waves, rising and falling on top of one another. Another flash of pleasure took my body deeper into his. When I could go on no more, güvenilir casino we laid together our breath racing.

Some men don’t last long enough, this man surely lasted too long. I took a moment to rest my body. I was intent on giving him the same pleasure that he had me. I grabbed the bottle of lubricant from the bedside. Apparently I did not need it tonight! I poured a nice puddle into my hand allowing it to spread all over my palm. He was still hard as I began to stroke ever inch of him.

I generally found that giving hand jobs was not forte, but tonight my hands seemed to know the rhythm. His body seemed to respond by arching up and down with the movement of my hand. I stroked him faster, feeling his body tighten in impeding release. He was moaning now, competing with the roar of the ocean below. My hand tightened as I moved faster and faster. He let out a howl as his orgasm made his body explode with such fury that I had never seen before.

He uttered thanks over and over again. I smiled triumphantly, my honor as a sex goddess restored with this act of power. We rinsed ourselves of pleasure in the shower. Exhausted, we both fell into a pleasant sleep. The next morning, I looked out over the balcony to the ocean. I blew a kiss to the ocean in blessings for the night before.

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I saw the trajectory of his gaze and leaned forward to show him more. Upright, I knew this blousy coverup was sheer enough to clearly show my bikini which in turn was just barely up to the task of containing my breasts. As I leaned toward him, pretending to have trouble hearing him over the waves, I knew he could now clearly see the divide between my breasts.

I’ve spent a lot of my life trying to cover up, to hide my generous tits. I hate it when guys stare at my chest. But Alex had already made it clear that he was interested in me, not just the components, but the entire package. I knew I was about to fuck him and I had no worries about it; he’d shown himself to be smart and funny as well as hot. I’d been celibate for way too long.

That being the case, I was going to make sure that we both enjoyed our first lovemaking very thoroughly.

I walked back into the condo to retrieve the bottle of wine from the fridge, and reaching from behind him to refill his glass, I let my left breast graze his bare shoulder.

Such a small touch, but so gratifying. Not only did he freeze in his chair but his words trailed off, leaving me entirely unsure of his opinion on …hm, what had he been talking about?

After filling my own glass, I sat down again, but this time I sat next to him rather than across the table. I stretched out my foot, letting it lightly brush his. He looked at me with the most appealing mixture of uncertainty and desire.

So I leaned in again, this time to kiss him. It was slow and hesitant, at first. But when we broke away to look at each other the doubts had faded.

This time when I kissed him he caught my wrist and gently but firmly pulled me towards him. I obliged, letting him tug me out of my chair so that I was standing in front of him. Again, I bent over, slowly, to remind him to take another look down my top, and then I kissed him again, opening my mouth to suck on his lower lip.

When he released my wrists I raked my nails oh-so-lightly down his chest and felt his nipples harden. Meanwhile our lips and tongues continued to explore each other and my breathing was getting pretty ragged.

It was my turn to grab his arms and pull him out of his chair. I didn’t stop kissing him but opened one eye to aim both of us at the chaise longue just a few feet away. He landed with an “Oof!” and I chuckled as I threw one leg over him so that I was straddling him and the chair but no longer touching him at all.

Standing over him, I paused to appreciate the sight before me. He looked disheveled, breathless and wanting. He wore nothing but swim trunks and they were now a little tented. Looking pointedly at his crotch, I licked my lips.

I was beginning to reach for him when he suddenly sat up. Taken off-balance, I stepped back and looked at him in confusion. Had he changed his mind? Shit. Just as I felt the blush of embarrassment begin to bloom on my face he grinned and stepped toward me again, extending his hand.

“No, baby. I’m not at all done with you, But let’s go where we have some privacy.” It was almost a growl and deep inside me I felt some powerful visceral reactions. He led me back inside, past the living room where we’d kicked off our shoes a while ago and into the bedroom. He spun on me and closed the gap between us, grasping me by the wrist. It was almost too tight, his grip, but when I looked back into his face I saw a bright look of mischief there. Stepping close, he grasped the bottom of my coverup and lifted it over my head. Then he reached behind me, lightly tracing my spine from the nape of my neck to the very top of my bikini bottoms. Involuntarily I shuddered at the lightness of his touch. God, I love to be teased! He kissed me, playing with my tongue and creating a slight vacuum that sucked the breath out of me as he continued to lightly fondle my back and shoulders.

Finally he cupped my shoulder with the palm of his hand, circling the soft roundness there. As his hand moved around to the front again he removed all the contact except his index finger which then drew a line down the triangle casino siteleri of my bikini top. My breath caught in my throat as he traced the suit’s line from my shoulder to the center of my chest. Then on the return trip, he gently pushed the fabric to the side, exposing more of my soft untanned breast. He curled his finger, reaching into the suit to brush the nipple and make me gasp. He drew the same path several more times, each time pushing the soft triangle further away until my breasts were fully exposed and the fabric was bunched uselessly at the outside of my tits.

Then he finally did it; he laced his fingers in the upper ties of my bikini top and pulled. My breasts sprang free and he made a guttural noise then stepped in to kiss me while his fingers played with my nipple and his palm gently cupped the full breast. He was clearly paying attention to my reactions, since he quickly adapted; his touch became gentler, teasing so that I arched toward him, asking for his touch.

His kisses grew more pressing and he drove me back against the wall. Once I had its support he stepped back and dropped to his knees in front of me. If there’s a more erotic sight than a gorgeous man on his knees in front of me, I haven’t yet seen or imagined it. I was practically purring.

And then he locked eyes with me and reached for the string ties on my bikini bottom.

Oh god, yes.

First I felt his hot breath as he hovered before me. Then, just barely, the tip of his tongue lapped me and I sighed, one giant exhale as a wave of sensation rushed over me. I groped for the wall’s support, pushing my hips forward to give him easier access to me. Wherever he wanted to be, I wanted him there.

All of a sudden I became aware of my own voice huskily encouraging his exploration. I was teaching him where to go and where to leave off, an erotic game of hotter/colder. And he was getting it. Oh lord, was he getting it. This man already knew what to do, he just needed feedback on how to do it to me.

He started slow and easy and I could feel myself opening to him. By the time he was taking long, full laps of my pussy lips with the flat of his tongue, I could no longer trust my legs to hold me up. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled, bringing his glistening face up to mine. I kissed the slickness off of him and, putting one hand flat on his chest, I shoved him onto the bed.

Stepping up, I stood between his legs for a moment and let his anticipation build. Then I bent over at the waist, letting my breasts and my hair fall forward as I very lightly ran my fingers from his knees up his thighs, carefully avoiding his cock and eventually reaching his nipples. I bent further, so that my hair was tickling his chest.

I looked up at his face. His eyes were glazed and glued to me. I smiled mischievously and again licked my lips. I laced my fingers in the waistband of his trunks and pulled them down those toned legs. Now my fingers moved slowly but unmistakably toward his cock. The first touch, very light, rewarded me with a gasp and a low moan. I circled the base with my fingers loosely and drew up toward the tip, eyes never leaving his face. The smile that had been playing at his lips was gone, replaced with an intent look.

I continued to play with him, drawing the skin up toward the tip, letting my fingers explore his balls, alternating between a firm and light touch. When his breathing was uneven, almost gasping, I leaned in more, letting my erect nipple graze his penis. Rewarded with a ferocious groan, I bent over further, tucking his cock into the space between my breasts.

“Oh god. Yes. In your tits.”

He reached down, curling his palms around my breasts and then pushing them together to envelop his hardness. His eyes rolled entirely back in his head and I found myself moaning as he thrust between my tits. My own soft skin was so sensitive, and I could feel the wetness pooling between my legs.

He grabbed my hair and growled as his hips lifted into me one last time, then he raised himself onto his right elbow and rolled over violently, trapping slot oyna me below He smelled sweaty and musky and hot. So fucking male.

His kiss was ferocious and his hands were still in my hair. As his tongue explored my mouth he tugged my hair to bend my head back and expose my neck. His free hand ran from my chin down my neck lightly to again cup my tit and I arched to push it further into his hand. His fingers tightened, gripping so that his fingers bit into the soft flesh.

I could feel his hardness against my leg and maneuvered until it was aimed at the vee between my legs. His kisses slowed as he got distracted by the wetness there and he leaned back, looking at me questioningly. I said, “Yes. Now. Where are they?” and immediately understanding me, he reached for the drawer on his bedside stand, pulling out a packet. I took it from him, sliding out from underneath him and peering into the drawer. Aha, there it was. I grabbed the lube and dripped it directly onto his cock, loving his groans as I rubbed it thoroughly on. Only then did I open the packet and roll the condom over him, receiving more appreciative groans for my initiative. Then using the lube remaining on my fingers to further slick my nether lips, I kneeled above him, rotating my hips as I toyed with him, just barely letting the tip touch my labia and rocking forward to bring it into direct contact with my clit. Oh god, that felt good. I rocked back and forth a few times, my moans getting louder and louder.

Now when I looked at him, I could see his clenched teeth. He was determined not to rush me but his effort was visible on his sweaty brow. I finally lined up with him and impaled myself on that rock-hard cock.

“Oh fucking god!”

“Yes, oh my god yes.”

Now he was with me again, our eyes locked together as I set a pace. I was rocking back and forth, using internal muscles to massage his cock even as that cock massaged my own g-spot. My moans were getting deeper and more incoherent and I was finding it harder and harder to maintain myself upright. He saw my strain and rolled us both over, taking advantage of the new position to roughly caress my breasts again.

He’d slipped out as we rearranged ourselves. Now, holding his upper body above me with his elbows, he brought his face to mine, kissing me deeply. Then he pulled back, staring into my eyes as he aimed and thrust forward. My eyes widened as I felt his cock push deep inside me but I held his gaze. “Oh god!” as he began thrusting slowly and rotating his hips. I felt pressure flit across my g-spot and started to lose myself. My own lubrication flowed out to smooth his passage and the sounds of our fucking got wetter and hotter.

I reached around him, tangling my fingers in his hair and holding tight. I pulled his face back to mine and kissed him again, biting his lips and running my tongue roughly across the inside of his lip. His hand went back to my tit, gripping so hard I ached. I arched to meet his thrusts and grabbed his ass, encouraging him to move hard and fast.

“Fuck, Jess, I — oh god, that feels so good.” His eyes rolled back in his head when I reached between us and caressed his balls. I could see he was getting close and trying desperately to hold off. I applied pressure the spot between his cock and his butthole and heard him groan again. He looked up, saying “Oh baby, we’ve gotta slow down.”

I grinned full in his face and told him “Oh no we don’t, baby. I’m going to make sure you come. And hard.”

With that I slid up him, making his cock slide out of my cunt. His look of disappointment faded fast when he realized I was slithering down the bed to slide the condom off and take him back into my mouth. I circled my fingers around his balls and licked the length of his shaft before taking it fully in. I flattened my tongue against him and used my nails to play with the soft skin of his upper thighs.

The poor guy was still holding his own weight on his elbows, so I moved to the side and grabbed his pelvis. Without letting his cock go, I shifted us so that I was again on top. I wasted canlı casino siteleri no time circling his dick with my index finger and thumb and did not release the pressure until I sensed his imminent orgasm. And then it was only to wrap my entire hand around his cock and pump in concert with my mouth.

I reached down to play with my own wetness at this point and put the fingers to his lips getting an appreciative moan for thanks. I heard the unmistakable signs that he was about to come and then it happened, with him grabbing the sheet with one hand and my hair with the other. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh YES, baby!”

I sucked the last drops of cum off of him and crawled up to kiss him, wearing a self-satisfied grin. He saw this, laughed and immediately threw me on my back. “Hey baby, now it’s your turn.” His hand snaked out again for the open drawer of the bedside table and returned with — bless the man — a Hitachi Magic Wand. He plugged the thing into the wall beside the bed. But he then laid it aside and turned back to me. “You are so fucking beautiful, Jess. And I can not wait to watch you come.”

I felt his lips close around my right nipple and his hand gently cup my left tit. I threw my arms over my head and lay back helplessly, my legs splayed open. This man knew exactly what he was doing. He moved over, tonguing my left nipple and trailing his hand down to my pussy. Lord knows there was plenty of lubrication for him as his finger slowly played with my pussy lips, running their length and then teasing them aside so that he could push the pad of his finger inside. “Oh! Yes! There, yes there!”

As his finger slid easily inside me, I felt myself arch entirely off the bed. He maneuvered his index finger to find my g-spot and began sliding back and forth against it. The low growl I answered him with surprised both of us. He withdrew the finger, earning an unhappy moan from me, but replaced it with two fingers and negotiated enough of a change in position that the two fingers were aimed directly up at that special spot. I felt the classic “come hither” gesture as he began fingering me in earnest. Jesus, he knew how to do this! I was consciously trying to still my body’s thrashing so that it didn’t keep him from his target. Using his left hand, he pushed down on my pubic bone, creating pressure against the g-spot from the outside of my body too. Oh my god. Yes and fucking yes, yes, yes!

I was getting close, but wasn’t sure how long it would take, so I blindly reached for the Magic Wand he’d left at my side. Obligingly, he moved his left hand to leave room and I applied the vibrator to my clit.

“Fuck! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.” erupted from me as I felt the early wave sensation. He didn’t slow his fingers at all, instead he took his free hand and played with my tits, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly. I clenched my teeth, clamping the muscles of my pelvic floor around his fingers and aiming the vibrator carefully at a spot just slightly above my clit. My eyelids flickered open to see him naked, kneeling between my legs. He was so intent on what he was doing, on my impending orgasm. It was insanely hot to see how much he wanted to make me come.

And then it came, the first wave. “FUCK!” I yelled, my head thrashing back and forth on the pillow. I got a fistful of sheet in my left hand and kept up the pressure on my clit with the wand in my right. I rode the wave of my orgasm, cresting and falling and cresting again. At one point I thought I was done but he reapplied himself to my g-spot and a new wave broke over me. I hadn’t actually stopped coming but a whole new orgasm rose up out of the old one. I was on my back, bucking fiercely, knuckles white on the Hitachi. Finally I flicked the power switch to “off” and started to come down.

His fingers slipped out and then I felt his hot body hovering above mine. I was spent but oh so happy as I reached up to pull his head down to mine. He kissed me languorously, gripping my hip as he came to rest against me. “You are one hot motherfucker, you gorgeous man,” I said as my breathing began to return to normal.

He curled next to me, my back against his chest and his arm wrapped across my tits. In my ear he murmured “Fuck, Jess, that was amazing! Rest up, baby. I’m going to fuck you again when we wake up.”

…to be continued.

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“So what do you think then?” my wife asked me.

“I’m not sure. I’m don’t think I’m entirely happy with the thought of another man screwing the woman I love.” I replied.

We were cuddling in bed having just had one of the oddest conversations in our married life so far. Cassie, my wife of the last 4 years, had initiated a discussion about fantasies by asking me if I had any unfulfilled ones. Of course I did, but it seems she had an ulterior motive in asking, namely to reveal hers. Cassie, I had just discovered, had a burning desire for a threesome. As it happens, so do I, and being bi, I’m not too fussed whether it’s a girl or a guy, but somehow I thought another guy would be pleasuring me not my wife. It was clear from what Cassie said that she fancied a different cock to mine but wanted me to be present, and preferably participatory.

“Aw, c’mon Steve, you already know you weren’t the first. Wouldn’t you just love to see a hard cock pounding me the way you do? And if this works out, we might try a few other things…”

She rested her head on my chest and looked up into my eyes, pulling that expression that just melts me every time. I suppose you’d call them ‘puppy eyes’. It’s her near foolproof way of getting what she wants. That and the fact that her hand had found it’s way to my stiffening dick and was working it’s magic on me.

“I guess. I just don’t know how we’d find someone.” I responded.

“Just leave that to me, sweetheart. I’ve got an idea or two.” And with that she disappeared under the covers and commenced taking me to heaven with her talented mouth. One thing I admitted to myself, whoever joined us would definitely be in for a good time…

It was about a week later when Cassie came home from work, all smiles and with a playful look in her eye that meant she’d been up to something. It’s the look she has when she spreads her legs before me and puts on her most intimate show, while I masturbate gently. God, I love it when she does that for me, plays with her pussy and brings herself to climax. We tend to do that during the time that she’s on. I’ve never been one for making love whilst my wife has her period, it’s a real turn off for me.

“We have a guest for dinner tonight, love.” I knew what was coming. “You know Carl from work?” I did, we’d met at her works Christmas party. A nice guy but I remember thinking that he couldn’t take his eyes off Cassie.

“Oh right. What time?” I asked her.

“About 8 O’clock. He’s bringing the wine.”

“Is this what I think it is? Have you arranged what we spoke about the other night?”

“It might be. It depends on you and him. As far as he knows, it’s just dinner, but if you’re willing then we might proceed to the bedroom.”

“How do you even know he’s interested?”

“Well, I have it on good authority…”

“That’ll be Kate, then.” I interjected. Kate was Cassie’s best friend at work and I know they talked about everything.

“OK then, I have it on Kate’s authority that he’s told a few of the guys that he’d love to bend me over the copier and take me from behind. But he’s got integrity and wouldn’t take up with a married woman.”

“But not enough to stop ogling them at Christmas parties. And excuse me, you are still going to be married when he arrives.”

“Yeh, but you’ll be there too so that might be OK.”

She started to take me through the plan. The pretext for his coming was a business idea she wanted to run past him. Carl was to arrive, I’d take his coat as she showed him round the house. Cassie intended to go pantie free, and as she entered the kitchen drop something, bend down to pick it up and give Carl an eyeful of her pussy. Meanwhile, I was supposed to register if he reacted. Thereafter, we’d play it by ear. Chances are, we might not even get as far as dinner.

At about five to eight, Carl arrived. The plan went into action and I took his coat. Cassie did the tour and led him to the kitchen. As she entered, she picked up the oven glove to ‘check the dinner’ and dropped it. She bent down provocatively to pick it up exposing her already moist lips.

“Smells good.” Carl said as he turned to me, thereby completly missing the show put on entirely for his benefit. “Who’s the cook, you or your wife.”

“Cassie’s the real chef, although I can throw a mean chinese meal together given half a chance.” I responded trying hard not to smirk at Cassie’s frustration.

Well, I can tell you that trying not to laugh was the theme of the night for me, as throughout dinner all of Cassie’s attempts to entice a reaction out of Carl failed utterly, and everything she did, he seemed not to notice. She’d pulled every trick I knew she had in her arsenal and a few I didn’t know of. Every time she flashed a little breast or pussy, he was looking the other way. Every suggestive comment went unheard. Every attempt to guide the conversation to sex fell flat as Carl kept returning to the casino şirketleri subject of work. I was resisting the urge to guffaw with laughter as she got more and more frustrated.

Dinner came to an end and I helped her clear the dishes. Carl followed us out with his now empty wine glass.

“I’m just going to go to the bathroom before I get going. It’s been a really nice evening.” Carl said as he handed Cassie his glass before exiting towards the downstairs toilet.

“Nice guy. He can come for dinner again.” I said to her through my sniggers as we loaded the dishwasher.

“Fat lot of fucking help you’ve been. Sitting there grinning like a fucking idiot. He’ll think you’re simple.” she snapped back. ‘Tetchy’, I thought.

“What did you expect me to do? Fish his cock out and say, ‘I say darling, this one’s a whopper. Fancy hopping on and riding his old fella to kingdom come?'” She glared an icy stare. “Look babe, it’s obviously not meant to be. He’s not picking up any signals. You couldn’t have been much more direct”

“We’ll fuckin’ see about that!” she retorted, slamming the dishwasher shut and storming out of the kitchen just as Carl emerged from the loo. “Carl, how would you fancy fucking me right now?” she asked an astonished Carl. For that matter, my jaw hit the floor too. Now that was direct!

Carl didn’t respond but looked in my direction. I just shrugged.

“The thing is Carl, I fancy you something rotten. I have for ages, and I’d like you to fuck the living daylights out of me. You and Steve together.”

Carl stammered “What.. but..”

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes'” Cassie said, grabbed Carl by the back of the head and stuck her tongue down his throat, while grabbing his crotch. She broke off the kiss (more like an attempt to devour him) and practically dragged him into the living room.

I felt some sort of explanation was in order as I joined them.

“Carl, this isn’t my idea, honestly! Cassie has a fantasy about a threesome and has selected you. Something to do with you saying you wanted to screw her over the photocopier.” I said. Carl turned scarlet. “It’s your call. I’m fine either way.”

Carl answered by kissing my wife properly and slowly letting his hand find it’s way up her skirt to her pussy. I had to admit, I was turned on, and I could see that Carl was too, his bulge gave him away.

“Fuck! No panties!” Carl said, his first coherent words for a while.

“Finally, you notice,” Cassie laughed as she spread her legs wider, “I’ve been trying to get you to see all night.” she continued as Carl slipped a digit inside her moist cunt.

“Shall we adjourn upstairs? It’s more comfortable up there.” I asked.

We headed up the stairs and entered our bedroom. This felt weird. We were about to share our private chamber with someone else.

“Look, Carl, a few rules first.” Cassie said as she removed her clothing. “1. If I say no to anything, that’s final, OK?”

“Sure.” Carl replied.

“Also, I’ll probably tell you what I want you to do. 2. If Steve leaves the room at any point, we stop and wait for him to return. I won’t do this without him here. Agreed?”

“Yes.”

“3. You must wear a condom when you fuck me. Steve won’t but that’s different, he’s my husband.”

Carl was removing his clothing as he nodded.

“Great. Now hurry up and get naked. I want to see what I’ve been waiting for all night.” Cassie was completely naked by now, the nipples on her gorgeous breasts standing to attention, and the moisture on her pussy glistening.

Carl removed the last item of clothing, his boxers, and his erection sprung free. I freely admit I was surprised. Carl had a bigger dick than I expected. Quite long, about 8 inches, and thicker than my own. It was also handsome, and looking across at Cassie I saw she was nearly drooling. For that matter so was I. I’d have loved to get my mouth around it myself, but this was Cassie’s show.

“C’mere!” She drawled, grasping at Carl’s rigid penis. “I’m gonna suck the life out of ya!”

She took the head of Carl’s rod into her mouth, and speaking from experience, I’m sure she ran her tongue around the underside of the helmet. In fact, I saw the look on Carl’s face and I recognized the bliss that I felt and I knew that was exactly what she was doing. Carl moaned softly as she slowly worked her way down the shaft, taking more & more of his length into her warm, wet mouth and he began to breathe more shallowly. At about halfway down she started rising back up to the top of his cock, & on reaching the end of his tool, completely removed it from her mouth, pursing her lips so that he ended by kissing it. It was all one smooth action & it turned me on seeing her do to him what usually put me on cloud 9. She turned her head to one side & began making her way down the shaft towards his ball sac. Then, she worked her way back up to the top, changed to the other side & did the same.

I casino firmaları was transfixed, and I must say jealous of both of them. I wanted to be either in this scene, the sucker or the recipient. It was then I realized I was fully clothed. I quickly shed my garments, fortuitously going commando myself that day, and made my way to the bed, my own 7 and a half inch dick stiff and leading the way. Cassie was oblivious to me whilst giving Carl the mother of all blowjobs as I climbed on behind her. She was used to me fucking her, but Carl would be a bit bigger. I thought it would be a good idea to loosen her a little to take Carl’s boner. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her pussy lips, the way she likes.

“Yes, Steve, fuck me while I suck this monster.” Cassie panted, before planting her mouth over Carl’s cock again, this time taking as much as she could without gagging.

I slid the head of my penis into her well lubricated cunt and drove the shaft home up her canal. I heard a muffled scream of delight as she pushed back onto my cock, all the way sucking Carl for all she was worth. My darling wife was being fucked in both ends and was clearly loving it. For the record, I was loving it too. She was right, this was definitely worth the effort she’d put in. I was fucking her slow and sensual and could feel her vagina muscles gripping my cock as the shaft moved in and out as smooth as a piston.

I looked up to see Carl with his eyes shut tight, and I just knew he was trying desperately hard not to cum. My wife, when she sets her mind on it, can give a blowjob unlike anyone else I’ve ever known. I smiled, knowing what Carl was experiencing when a shout broke forth.

“Fuuuuck! Shit, I’m gonna cum.” Carl cried and tried to pull his swollen member from Cassie’s mouth. She was having none of it, gripping his butt with one hand and pulling him even closer, finally succeeding in deep throating him. She’d said she intended to suck the life from him and she meant it. I was amazed, Cassie never swallows, but there was something about that night that had turned her into a savage animal and she held him there as his body convulsed, shooting his semen into her mouth. I could see his body jerk as he shot his load. Seven, eight, nine times he must have spurted. Cassie gamely tried to take it all but to no avail, it was too much for her.

When he’d finished jerking, she pulled herself off my rod and removed his softening dick from her mouth, cum running down her chin. She turned to face me like that and I almost shot my own load, the love of my life looked that sexy. She turned to Carl.

“Did you enjoy that?” she asked rhetorically, pushing the cum back into her mouth with her finger. Carl just nodded and looked drained. “You just lie back there and recover, I’m not done with you yet.” Carl did as he was told and flopped back against the pillows. “My hubby and I will get you hard again soon.”

My heart skipped a beat. What did she mean? Did she want me to play with his cock as well? She must have read my face or something as she whispered to me “Not yet sweetheart, not yet…”

She lay back, spreadeagled on the bed, her recently vacated cunt in full view of the exhausted Carl.

“Come and kiss my sex, darling.” I did as she instructed, kissing her pouting lips. “No dear, Carl needs to see. Lick me from above.”

The only way I could do that comfortably was to straddle her face and lower mine down to her crotch. This was extremely good for me as it meant she could suck my cock too.

“Mmmm. I love the taste of my pussy on you.” I knew she did. The taste of her juices always gets her hotter. I kissed her pussy lips again and I could feel Carl’s eyes burning down upon us. I spread her lips apart and licked the cavity that my cock had only just been filling. Her clitoris peeked out from the folds and I circled it with my tongue. Knowing what gets her off, I kept nibbling it with my teeth and licking it while I eased two fingers into her cunt. She was wet beyond belief and leaking pussy juice like I’d never known her. A mere minute or two into my ministrations and I felt her pull my cock from her mouth and cry loudly. Her orgasm was on it’s way. I renewed my licking of her pussy as Carl reached forward, pulled my hand away and pushed three of his own fingers into her sopping cunt. I looked up to see that his erection had returned. That would please Cassie.

What happened next shocked me, but delighted me. Carl was getting bold. He removed his fingers, shuffled forward and placed the tip of his cock head at the entrance to my wife’s tunnel. Just barely touching, but not entering her. My wife was well into her orgasm and didn’t notice me stop the cunnilingus. I looked up at Carl, who grinned and nodded. I chanced my arm, and in one long stroke, licked from my wife’s clitoris, along her pussy folds and over the top of Carl’s rock hard member. I looked up at him again to make sure güvenilir casino I hadn’t overstepped the mark. He smiled at me, nodded again and pulled away. I mouthed ‘next time?’ at him. He mouthed ‘Oh yeh!’ back at me.

I climbed off my panting wife and kissed her.

“He’s ready, love. That’s if you are.” I told her.

“One second,” she gasped. “I need to get myself together”.

Carl and I looked at each other while she composed herself, flicking tongues at each other and grinning. The next time was gonna be amazing.

“Right. Carl, on your back. I need that big thing of yours up my cunt now.” Cassie had clearly recovered. ‘First things first though.” She reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom. She tore open the pack and placed the end over Carl’s hard on. “I only hope this doesn’t split.” she said as she rolled it down his shaft.

Taking a deep breath she straddled Carl. He held his cock upright, guiding it to her cunt, and once in position, she slowly inched her way down it.

“Fucking hell!! It’s huge. Jeeze!” I was again watching with rapt attention, seeing my beautiful wife impaled on Carl’s magnificent rod. Again I felt jealous of my wife. It had been years since I’d been fucked, but maybe that would change, provided Cassie didn’t mind. I moved around the bed and presented my dick to my wife’s mouth. She took it in with glee, sucking at the head in the special way she does. Unbeknownst to her, I could feel Carl beneath her nuzzling and licking my scrotum before making his way a little further back to lick my asshole. I was enjoying the sensation when my wife stopped sucking me.

“Darling, I want you to do it.” she said a little cryptically.

“What?”

“It! What I won’t do.”

“You’ll have to tell me.” I knew what she wanted. She’d refused often enough, despite the fact I knew she’d done it before, and now, she’d have to ask, almost beg me to.

“Fuck me ‘there’.”

“You mean your ass?”

“Yes. Fuck my ass. Shove your cock up my asshole. I want to feel both of you.”

On one hand, I felt like I wanted her to beg but on the other hand, this was anal sex. I got off the bed and walked behind her. Her ass exposed whilst Carl continued pounding her cunt was very erotic. I took the tube of KY Jelly we kept in the bedside drawer and squirted some over my cock. I took a little and placed it on her sphincter. The coldness of the jelly caused her to tense a little. I worked a finger inside to prepare before the plunge. Then, I climbed on the bed behind her and positioned myself at the entrance to her most secret opening. I kissed her back and told her to relax before I pushed the head in. Immediately I felt her grip my rod hard, and I sensed a little pain.

“Relax, Cass love, I won’t hurt you.”

“Keep going, darling, I’m OK.” she replied

I slowly pushed the shaft into her anus until I was ball deep. I could feel Carl still thrusting into her pussy and could clearly feel the pressure of his cock head pushing against my shaft through the thin internal parts keeping us apart. For a moment, I wished Cassie wasn’t there, but it was just a moment.

I started sliding my cock in and out of her ass and before long, Carl and I had got into a nice rhythm between us that was driving Cass wild.

“Fuckin’ Yes.” She screamed. “Fuck me. Both of you. Fuck me till you cum. Don’t stop. Yes.” Was this really my wife screaming and behaving like a whore. I loved it! I started to fuck her harder in her anus while Carl increased the pounding of her cunt, both of us seemingly trying to tear through the membrane to let our dicks meet.

It couldn’t last. The intensity was way too much. I only hoped I came after she did. I got my wish, just as I was on the cusp, heading to the point of no return.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKK!!!!!!!” Cassie yelled as she came with a force that was entirely new to me. Her sphincter gripped my cock extra tight forcing me to relinquish control. I bucked one last time I shot my seed deep into her rectum. I felt like I was cumming gallons, like it wouldn’t stop. At the same time, I felt Carl in her vagina jerk hard and spill his second load into the rubber separating him from my wife’s cervix and cunt.

Once my spurts had finished I pulled out of my wife’s ass. She was red faced, and drenched in perspiration. Almost immediately, my load began to leak from her anus, down over her pussy and onto Carl’s sheathed cock. Cassie rolled off Carl cock and lay back exhausted again. I sat cross legged facing them both as Carl rolled the cum filled rubber off his softening penis and placed it into the waste paper bin by the bed.

“Well love, was that everything you expected?” I asked.

“Everything and more. Can we do this again?” She replied.

“Definitely.” I said, just as Carl also replied “Yes, please.”

Cassie laughed. “Oh yes indeed.” Then she turned to Carl, kissed him and said, “Y’know Carl, my sweetheart over there is bi, maybe next time…”

I cut her off, and replied, “He knows already,” and reaching over and cupping his balls and soft cock I continued, “and the next time is going to be a whole lot more fun for all of us….”

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