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Herkese slm.Anlatacağım olay hikaye değil tamamen gerçektir.Okuyacağınız
olaydaki bayan isimleri gizlilik için öylesine seçilmiştir.Ben İzmir
den yazıyorum.Adım Ahmet 22 yasında uzun boylu esmer esprili bir
gencim.çevremdeki bayanlarla diyalogum oldukça iyidir.1ay önce kardeşim
gibi sevdiğim arkadaşım Özgür bir gece Bornova da ki bir diskoya gelmemi
istediğini diskoda çok güzel hatunların olduğunu falan söyledi.Bende
hiç düşünmeden gittim tabi ki oraya vardığımda gerçektende çok güzel
kızlar vardı.İlk başlarda özgürle ikimiz içki yudumlamak için bara doğru
yöneldik.Bir kaç dakika sonra içeriye girmemize yardımcı olan
arkadaşımız Aysun geldi.?Beyler burada yalnız başınıza takılmayın gelin
sizi benim ortamla tanıştırayım? dedi.Bizde hemen atladık tabi
ki.Aysunun arkadaşlarının yanına gittiğimizde gözlerimize inanamadık ben
meraktan saydım tam olarak 6 tane hatun vardı.Ortamda sadece iki tane
sap vardı.Birde biz gelince bu sayı 4e çıktı.Ortamdaki kızlara
baktığımda aralarında inanılmaz güzel kızlar vardı.ama benim dikkatimi
mini etekli mükemmel düz hatları,sütun gibi bacaklarına parlak desenli
çorapları giymiş olan Jale ismindeki kız çekti.Gerçektende mükemmel bir
yüzü ve insana iç çektirecek kadar güzel bacakları vardı.Kız hemen sol
çaprazımda oturuyordu.aramızda bir kişi vardı,oda arkadaşım özgürdü.ben
birkaç espri patlattıktan sonra özgür tuvalete gitmek için yanımdan
kalktı ve kalkmasıyla kızın yanıma oturması bir oldu.Ben kıza dönüp
hayrola orada birşeymibattı da kendini buraya attın diye iğrenç bir
espri şirinevler escort yaptım.Kızda istemiyorsan kalkarım gibi tafralı bir şekilde
yanımdan kalkmaya yeltendi.Benhemen şaka yaptığımı söyledikten sonra
kolundan tutarak tekrar oturttum.Kızla muhabbete girdik.Gerçektende çok
felsefik konuşuyordu ama bacaklarını bana doğru döndüğü için bacaklarına
bakmaktan söylediklerine tam anlamıyla kulak veremiyordum.Benim Aysun
ismini taktığım arkadaş aramıza girip haydi millet bize gidiyoruz
dedi.Hep beraber kalktık fakat kızlardan üçü ve diğer sap kardeşlerimiz
biz eve gidelim artık sizin gibi öğrenci evinde kalmıyoruz diyerek
evlerine gittiler.Biz toplam 5 kişi evin yolunu tuttuk.Marketten
nerdeyse bir kasa bira aldık.Diskoda da yeterince içmiştim zaten evde de
4 tane sallayınca ben biraz zum oldum tabi.Jaleye baktığımda öylece bir
noktaya bakıyordu.Hali umrunda değildi altındaki etekten habersiz
öylece serilmişti.tam net görecek durumda olmasam da bana yakın olduğu
için altındaki külotu güzel görünüyordu.Tam göz banyosunu bitiriyordum
ki Jale ben içeriye gidiyorum diyerek kalktı ve beni kolumdan çekerek
yanına aldı.Odaya girdiğimizde dans etmek istiyorum diyerek yavaş bir
dans şarkısı açtı.Kollarını direk omzuma attı ve sallanmaya başladı onu
neredeyse ben taşıyordum.dudakları o kadar yakındı ki nefesini
hissediyordum.Güzel dudaklarına daha fazla karşı koyamadım ve
bingo?Artık istediğim ana gelmiştik.Jalede hiç istifini bozmadanöpüşmeye
devam ediyor gittikçe vahşileşiyordu.Dudaklarımı taksim escort ısırmaya başlamıştı
bacaklarımı bacak arasına almış öyle dans etmeye çalışıyordu.amını yavaş
yavaş bacaklarıma sürtüyordu.bende dayanamayıp eteğiniyukarıya doğru
çekmeye başladım.kalçalarını avuçlamamla birlikte
pantolonumundüğmelerini çözmesi ve benim kalın yarağımı avuçlaması bir
oldu.boynumdan destek alarak kucağıma çıktı kalçalarından kavrayarak
havada amını sikime sürtüyor bir yandan da deli gibi öpüşüyorduk.Jale
tek eliyle külotunu yana doğru çekti ve benim yarağımı o sıcacık amına
dayadı.bende birden itekleyince hafif bir çığlık attı.artık kucağımda
yukarı aşağı zıplıyordu.Zıpladıkça çıkan şap şap sesler insanın içini
gıdıklıyordu.Kollarım yorulmuştu kucağımdan hiç indirmeden koltuğa
oturdum Jale üzerimde adeta ata biniyor gibi tepiniyor zevk
inlemeleriyle beni çıldırtıyordu.anlatılamaz derecede güzel kalçalarını
tokatlaya tokatlaya kızartmıştım.Daha sonra üzerimden kalktı ve hemen
yanıma sırt üstü yattı.koltukalçak olduğundan dizlerimin üzerinde bacak
arasına girip bacak omza pozu verdim.bir yandan muhteşem göğüslerini
sıkıyor diğer yandan seri bir şekilde şaplatarak çatır çatır
sikiyordum.sonra ben yere uzandım ve üzerime ters bir şekilde
oturttum.Ayak bileklerimden tutarak kendini uzatmış bir biçimde
kalçalarını belinden oynatarak yukarı aşağıya sallıyor kalçaları sanki
su dolu bir poşetmiş gibi sarsılıyordu.Bende basenlerinden tutmuş ona
yardımcı olmaya çalışıyordum ama o işini çok iyi biliyordu.Üzerimden
kalktı esenyurt escort ve önümde domaldı o muhteşem göt deliğini
parmaklayıpduruyordu.Tekrar dizlerimin üzerine çöküp sikimi biraz
tükürükledim.Göt deliğine dayamamla iniltiye başlamıştı.Sikimin
kafasından tutup ittirmeye başladım fakat ikimizde acı çekmeye
başlamıştık.Aklıma odanın bir kıza ait olduğu ve bu odada mutlaka bir
kremin bulunduğu geldi.Hemen yanı başımdaki çekmeceye uzandım.Biraz
kurcaladıktan sonra krem olmasa da vazelin bulmuştum.vazelini sikime ve
kızın daracık göt deliğine parmaklayarak iyice sürdüm.Sikimi kafasından
tutarak tekrar bastırmaya başladımkız altımda yeri tokatlıyor çok hızlı
nefes alıyor bir yandan da çığlık atıyordu.Zafere ulaşmıştım hepsi
olmasa da sikimin üçte ikisini sokmayı başarmıştım.Ben bastıkça kızda
çığlığı basıyordu.Bir süre sonra hızlanmaya başladım kızın artık
gözlerinden yaş geliyordu.Dayanamayıp yeter diye bağırdı.Ama ben
kontrolü kaybetmiştim ve boşalmak üzereydim o yeter dedikçe ben
hızlanıyordum.Şap şap sesler odayı inletiyordu.Kalçaları mükemmel
şekilde sarsılıyordu.Bir kaç ileri geri daha yaptıktan sonra kasılmaya
başladım.Sikimi götünden çıkararak sırtına doğru otuzbirle boşaldım.Ne
kızda ne bende alkol sarhoşluğu kalmamıştı sadece seks sarhoşluğu
başımızı döndürüyordu.kız kalkıp dudaklarımı emmeye ve çok güzel
sikiştiğimi söylemeye başladı.İçeriye gittiğimizde ise gördüklerimize
inanamadık.Özgür yere uzanmış vaziyette iken diğer kızlar özgüre sakso
çekmek için yarışıyorlardı.Jale de dayanamayıp aralarına katıldı tabi
bende duramadım.neredeyse sabaha kadar özgürle ikimiz üç kızı sike sike
bitirdik.Yine arada bir bizi çağırıyorlar.Şuna eminim ki Jaleyi özgürde
sikmeseydi eğer kesin aşık olurdum:)Çünkü mükemmel sevişiyor.bana yazmak
isterseniz bekliyorum.byee

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merhaba ben 38 yasinda olgun ve anlayisli karekterli bir adamim.ayni zaman da bir cok kadinin tercih edebilecegi kadar yakisikli ve kendine bakan bir yapim var, bu gun sizlere yasamis oldugum bir cok anidan birini anlatmak istiyorum.Başımdan geçen sıra dışı fakat zevkli anım çalıştığım matbaada başladı.Bundan birkaç ay önce bir öğle vaktiydi.Karnım çok acıkmış fakat msn deki sohbetin en tatlı yerinde olduğum için masamdaki bilgisayarın başından bir türlü kafamı kaldıramıyordum.Tam bu esnada burnuma o kadar çekici bir parfüm kokusu geldi kisanki bir alev topu burnumdan girip kafamın içini dolaştıktan sonra bacaklarımı titreterek ayaklarımdan çıktı.Bir kaç saniye sonra da kapıdan önden parfüm kokusunu algıladığım afet-i devran girdi.Hayatına yüzlerce kadın girmiş olan ben bile bu güzellik karşısında bir süre donakaldım.Beni kendime bu güzel varlığın yumuşak ve şuh sesi getirdielindeki birkaç davetiyeyi sallayarak bana ettiği ilk kelime ‘’neden bunlar böyle basılsı’’oldu.Zeytin siyahı gözlerinden yeşil bakışlarımı ayırmadan elindeki davetiyeleri alıp incelemeye başlayıncabu davetiyelerin bizim matbaada değil iki sokak aşağıdaki matbaada basıldığını anladım.Ama hiç bozuntuya vermeden merak buyurmamalarını davetiyelerdeki hatayı telafi edeceğimizi gayet kibar ve entelektüel bir dille anlatmaya başlayınca izin isteyip masamın karşısındaki koltuğa oturdu.Bir yandan şeker şeyin sorularını yanıtlarken bir yandan da gel bizi doya doya yala dercesine oturunca eteğinin altından ortaya çıkan pürüzsüz esmer bacaklarını ve uçları giydiği dar body i delecekmiş gibi duran mükemmel irilikteki memelerini göz ucuyla süzerkenbu hoş manzara karşısında sikimin boxer ımın kenarından kafasını çıkarıp bir yılan gibi bacaklarıma sürtünerek uzadığını hissedebiliyordum.Karşılıklı birer nescafe içtikten sonra laf arasında isminin Vildan olduğunu öğrendiğim ve bence sadece sikilmek için yaratılmış olan harika yaratık gitmeye yeltenince davetiyeleri ne zaman almaya geleceğini sordum.Bana kendisinin gelemeyeceğini davetiyeleri büyük ihtimal kocasının almaya geleceğini söyleyince bir an hayal kırıklığı yaşadım ama hemen kendimi toparlayarak davetiyeleri belki daha erken teslim edebileceğimimail adresi varsa oradan hem bir örneğini yollayabileceğimi hem de bitip bitmediği konusunda haber verebileceğimi söyleyince mail adresini bir kağıda yazarak bana verdi.O gittikten sonra mail adresini hemen msn me ekleyip onunda ara sıra sohbet amacıyla msn ye girmesi için dua ettim.Ama uzun bekleyişlerim meyvesini bir türlü vermedinihayet iki gün sonra Vildan ın dediği gibi davetiyeleri almaya kocası geldi.Allah için yakışıklı adamdıiçimden birbirlerini tam bulmuşlar helal olsun demekten kendimi alamadım.İsminin Metin olduğunu öğrendiğim Vildan ın kocası 1.80-1.85 boylarında benden hayli uzun hafif kır saçlı 35-40 yaşlarında bir adamdı.Bir şirkette müdür olduğunudavetiyelerin eşi Vildan hanımın kuzenine ait olduğunu anlatırken ben eşinin de çalışıp çalışmadığını sorunca önceden hemşire olduğunu ama sonra mesleğini bıraktığını anlattı.Metin koyu sohbetimizden büyük zevk almış olacak ki davetiyeleri teslim etmeme rağmen gitmek için hiç acele etmiyordu.Bende dostluğumuzu daha da pekiştirmek için alt çekmecede özel misafirlerim için sürekli bulundurduğum bir şişe Jack Daniels tan iki kadeh doldurdum ve karşılıklı yudumlamaya başladık.Zaten yarım olan şişenin dibi göründüğünde ikimizde hayal kırıklığına uğrayınca Metin gülümseyerek benim evdeki dolapta Jack Daniels yok ama büyük bir şişe JB var deyince içimi bir sıcaklık şirinevler escort kaplamışbir an için bedenimi nedensiz bir heyecan sarmıştı.Sözlerinin ardından Metin cep telefonunu çıkarınca tahmin ettiğim şeyi yaparak eşini aradı.Akşam yemeğine misafiri olduğunu sevdiği içli köfteden yapmasını tembihleyip sevgi sözcükleriyle telefonu kapadı. Metindavetiyeleri Vildan ın kuzenine teslim etmesi gerektiğini dönüşte beni de alarak birlikte eve gideceğimizi hem o vakte kadar eşinin güzel köftelerini de hazırlamış olacağını söyleyerek yanımdan ayrıldı.Yaklaşık 1-15 saat sonra Metin beni arabasıyla aldı ve evlerine doğru yola çıktık.Evleri büyük ve lüx bir sitenin üçüncü katında görkemli bir daireydi.Kapıda bizi Vildan hanım karşıladı.Üzerinde gündüz giydiği body den biraz daha bol ama göğüs kısmı daha açık lila renkli bir bluz altında ise esmer teniyle uyum sağlamış çapraz alacalı atmaları olan ince uçuk pembe bir etek vardı.Beni doğruca misafir salonuna alarak rahat bir koltuk gösterdiler.Yaradılış olarak rahat bir insan olduğum için ortama ayak uydurmakta hiç zorluk çekmedim.Hemen Vildan önüme küçük bir sehpa Metin de büyük bir şişe JB ve yanında bir kase buzla çıkageldi.Hepimiz tanışmamızın şerefine yemekten önce aperatif olarak birer duble whisky içtikten sonra Vildan masa hazır deyince birlikte yemek salonuna geçtik.Gerçekten Vildan ın içli köfteleri bir harikaydıkocasının özellikle istemesinin sebebini anlamıştım.Sohbet ve fıkralarla dolu uzun yemeğin ardından tekrar misafir salonuna geçip whisky lerimizi yudumlayarak muhabbete devam ettik.Politikadan coğrafyaya felsefeden parapsikolojiye bir çok konuda sohbet ettikten sonra konu döndü dolaştı insanoğlunun en eskien güçlü ve en orijinal güdüsü olan cinselliğe geldi dayandı.Kadınların sexual anatomisi ve psikolojik yapısı hakkındaki engin bilgi birikimim metin ve Vildan ı hayli şaşırtmıştı.Bir ara kadınların orgazm olurken birbirlerinden çok değişik tepkiler verdiklerinden bahsederken ben ağlayanından gülenineküfür edeninden bayılanına kadar bir çok kadın orgazm çeşidine şahit oldun deyince metin ortaya atılarak Vildan da orgazm olurken acayip çığlık atar demez mi…hemen bu fırsatı değerlendirip en hoşlandığım kadın orgazmı şeklidir deyiverdim.Bu sözlerim üzerine Vildan hafifçe başını öne eğdi metin ise tebessümle eşinin yüzüne bakarken konuyu değiştirme amaçlı siz hiç müzik dinlemez misiniz diye sorunca metin tabi dinleriz..hatta sık sık müzik eşliğinde dans bile ederiz dedi.Metin in bu sözü üzerine bende hadi dans edinde görelim deyincemetin kalkıp player a bir cd koydu. Player da çalan Zeljko Joksimovic in Lane Moje isimli şarkısıydı.Bende bu şarkıyı eskiden beri çok sever hala sık sık dinlerim.Müzik başlayınca Metin karısının elinden tutup ayağa kaldırdı.Karıkoca müzik eşliğinde romantik dakikalar yaşarken bende oturduğum koltuktan hem Vildan ın muhteşem kalçalarını seyrediyor hem de whisky mi yudumluyordum.Bir süre sonra metin eşinden izin isteyerek lavaboya gideceğini söyleyip bana döndü ve ben gelene kadar karıma eşlik edermisin? diye sordu o an oldukça heyecanlandım..nihayet bu muhteşem varlığa dokunabileceğim diye düşündüm.Hemen ayağa kalkarak Vildan ı bir elimle ince belinden kavradım ve dans etmeye başladık.Bana bir ara parfümün çok hoş..tenine de çok yakışmış..markasını söylersen eşime de alacağım deyince bir müddet bocaladım.Zira kullandığım parfüm açık parfümdüşişesinin üzerinde markası yazmıyordu ve ben ismini çoktan unutmuştum.Yalandan nefret ettiğim için Vildan a parfüm konusunda taksim escort doğruyu anlatınca sempatisini kazanmış olacağım ki diğer elimi de kendi eliyle getirip beline koydu.Şimdi Vildan la daha yakın dans ediyor ve ılık nefesi yüzümü yalayıp bana eşsiz bir haz veriyordu.Bu gelişmelerin ardından kısa bir süre sonra Metin içeriye girerek doğruca koltuğa oturdu.Ona dansa kaldığı yerden devam edebileceğini söyleyince dans edenleri seyretmek daha güzel cevabını verdi.Ben karısıyla dans ederken Metin in ne tepki vereceğinden emin olamadığım için gayri ihtiyari Vildan la aramıza biraz mesafe koymayı uygun gördüm.Bir süre bu şekilde dans ettikten sonra Metin oturduğu yerden kalktı ve karısının arkasına geçti.Vildan ın belini kavrayan benim ellerimin üzerine ellerini koyarak karısı ortamızda dans etmeye başladık.Metin karısının arkasından bastırdıkça Vildan bana doğru daha da yaklaşmak zorunda kalıyordu.Muhteşem memeleri tenime temas ettikçe sikim adeta şaha kalkıyorbir an önce azat edilmek için pantolonumun fermuarını zorluyordu.O nu ne kadar arzuladığımı belli etmek ve tepkisini ölçmek için Vildan ı yavaşça belinden kendime doğru çekerekher ne kadar iri memeleri müsaade etmese de taş gibi olmuş sikimi göbek civarına bir değdirip bir çekiyordum.Ters bir tepki almayınca sonunda onu belinden sıkıca kavrayıp kazık gibi olmuş alev alev yanan sikime iyice bastırdım.Bunlar olurken Vildan yarı aralık şehvetli gözleriyle bana bakıyornefes alış verişleri gittikçe hızlanıyordu.Az sonra metin müziğin ritmini takip ederek karısını belinden çekip bizi yavaş yavaş koltuğa doğru yaklaştırdı.Kendisi oturduktan sonra karısını da kucağına alınca Vildan ın kafasıpantolonumun dışından kabarıklığı iyice belli olan sikimle aynı hizaya gelmişti.Ben ayakta dikilirken Metin de boş durmuyorellerini Vildan ın elbisesinin altından sokarak karısının muhteşem memelerini avuçluyor hoyratça hırpalıyordu.Bu pozisyona daha fazla kayıtsız kalamayacağımı hissederek taş gibi olmuşpantolonumu zorlayan sikimi bir çırpıda dışarı çıkarınca karşısındaki muhteşem yarağı gören Vildandondurma yalamak için saldıran küçük bir kız gibi sikimi hasretle ağzına alıp dolgun dudaklarıyla sarmalayarak büyük bir iştahla emmeye başladı.Karısının büyük bir arzuyla başka bir erkeğin sikini yaladığını gören Metin daha aktif bir pozisyona geçmek için oturduğu koltuktan kalkınca onun yerine ben oturdum ve Vildan ın sikimi daha rahat yalayabilmesi için bacaklarımı hafif araladım.Yarağımı Metin in karısının ağzından hiç çıkarmadan pozisyon değiştirmiştik.Ben koltukta oturduğumdan sikimi yalamak için domalmış olan Vildan ın arkasına geçen kocası karısının eteğini bir hamlede külotuyla birlikte aşağı indirince bende elbisesinin askılarını omuzun dan aşağı iterek kocasının önceden sütyenin altından dışarı çıkardığı muhteşem memeleri azat ettim.Metin benim yarım bıraktığım işi tamamlayarak Vildan ın beline kadar sıyırdığım askılı bluzu ve son parça olarak sütyenide çıkarınca yarağımı yalamaya doyamayan güzel karıcığının muhteşem esmer vücudu gözlerimizin önüne seriliverdi.Pantolonunu çoktan çıkartmış olan metin benim arkaya geçmem için işaret edince hiç bırakmak istemeyen Vildan ın dudakları arasından sikimi yavaşça çekip arkaya geçtim.Metin de benim yerime oturmuş sikini çoktan karısına yalatmaya başlamıştı.Vildan ın arkasında durupşahit olduğum muhteşem manzarayı bir süre seyrettim.Aman tanrım o ne muhteşem..o ne harikulade bir manzaraydı.Esmeryuvarlakdolgun ve pürüzsüz bir poponun ortasında siyah bir inci gibi esenyurt escort parlayan daracık göt deliği ve onun altındaarasından baldan bir ırmak geçen mitolojik toth vadisinde kanatlarını açmış kırmızı bir kelebek gibi süzülen sikim sikim sikilesi amcığı vardı.Hiç bir erkeğin kayıtsız şekilde beş saniyeden fazla bakamayacağı bu manzaraya ben ancak dört saniye dayanabildim ve hemen dizlerimin üzerine çöküp Vildan ın kara incisini ve bal kutusunu kana kana yalamaya başladım.Ben amınagötüne usta dil darbeleri attıkça Vildan daha çok domalıyor ve poposunu yüzüme bastırarak kocasının siki ağzında muhteşem zevk iniltileri çıkarıyordu.Bir süre Metin in 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sikini sokmaya başladı.Vildan ın hem amına hem götüne iki yarak birden girerken tarifsiz zevk iniltileri arasında bir yandan dudaklarımı sömürüyor bir yandan da erkeklerim benim..sikici kocalarım beni hep böyle iki yarakla birden sikin..siz benim sevgili kocalarımsınız…diye orgazm çığlıkları atarak sarsıla sarsıla boşaldı.Metin ve ben azgın karısının iyice yarağa doyduğuna kanaat getirdikten sonra onu halının üzerine sırt üstü yatırdıkikimizde ayağa kalkarak Vildan ın sağına ve soluna geçip üzerinde siklerimizi ellerimizle sıvazlamaya başladık.Vildan baygın gözlerle ne yapacağımızı merak eder gibi aşağıdan yukarı bize bakıyororgazmın verdiği rahatlıkla dizlerini büküp bacaklarını aralamış harikulade amını ve muhteşem memelerini gözlerimizin önüne sermişti.Bir yandan siklerimizi sıvazlayıp bir yandan da bu muhteşem manzarayı seyretmek harika bir duyguydu.İkimizde zevk naraları atarak aynı anda şiddetle orgazm olduk.Altımızda uzanan muhteşem varlığın vücudunu damlacıklar halinde kaplayan 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She was lying with her back to me and I could see her entire ass in the moonlight. I just stared at it for I don’t know how long and then granny started to roll over. I quickly darted away so she wouldn’t see me looking at her. I went to the restroom because that’s where I was headed to begin with to pee. When I got there though my dick was so hard I couldn’t pee at all. Seeing granny’s wonderful ass had made me so hard it hurt. I started to rub myself thinking of granny’s ass. It only took a few strokes til I erupted with a huge orgasm. I went back to bed and dreamed of granny. I had been living with Nina, my great grandma, for about 6 months. It was almost time for prom. Nina asked who I was going to take to prom. I told her no girls were interested in me. She said “that’sa silly boy. I’m sure there are a lot of girls that would love to go,with you. You just have to ask.” “There is really only one girl I like to spend time with.””What is her name?””It’s Nina.””Oh really? How funny. Why don’t you ask her out?” “There’s no way she would go out with me.””That’s silly c***d. I bet if you ask her she would be thrilled to go out with you.””I don’t think so. She would probably slap me and tell me I was a pervert for even thinking of going out with her.””That’s not possible. If you ask her tomorrow I am sure she will say yes. Promise me my dear boy that you will ask her tomorrow?””Ok. I will but I am not getting my hopes up.”All night long all I could think about was granny. I knew there was no way that I could ask her out. She would think I was a pervert and she was my only family I had left. I just couldn’t take erzurum escort the chance of her finding out how I really felt.The next morning when I got up and was leaving for school granny said “remember to as Nina if she’ll go out with you.””Ok. I will but I’m sure she’ll say no.””Be positive boy. Girls like that.”When I got home from school granny was home and looked especially nice. She had been to the beauty parlor. Her hair was down and she had her nails done also. Very tastefully in a shade of light pink. I said “wow! You look great! Is there a special occasion?” “I just felt like pampering myself just in case someone special were to ask me out.”Could my granny have figured out that it is her that I want to go out with. No, she would be outraged, not excited. Must be someone from bingo or something. “Who do you think might ask you out?””I don’t know. I just had this feeling. Well, how bout you?” “Wha, wha, what about me?” I was scared to death. I didn’t know what to say.”Did you ask Nina out?”Oh God. She was asking if I had asked the girl out. “Um. Well, no I haven’t asked her yet.””We’ll what are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?”Wow! Does granny really want me to ask her out? I am so confused. I assumed she would be repulsed. Is she actually excited? Does she have me figured out? I just stand there with my mouth slightly agape. “We’ll boy are you gonna ask or aren’t ya?”My head is spinning. My stomach is churning. I am excited, scared, confused. I don’t know what to do. Finally I blurt out, “Nina would you like to go out with me?””There you go boy. Was that so difficult?” “You’re no mad at me? I thought you would think I was some sort of a pervert.””Actually Randy I have been giving you hints for months now. You’re a little slow on the uptake son. I’ve seen how you look at me. I’ve heard you masturbating bout me in your room.”I turned beet red when she said that. “Ah. I. I. Well.””It’s ok. I’m glad I heard you. Why do you think I started walking around without a bra on these last couple of months?””I don’t know. I was just glad that you did. I was afraid you’d go back to wearing one.”” let’s get something straight. I maybe be 78 years old but I’m all woman and I have desires too.”I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had dreamed about this for long time but I never ever thought it could come true. I stepped towards granny and reached out and softly caressed her check. “I love you Gram’s.””I love you too sweetie.”Then we kissed each other ever so gently at first. Then we kissed deep and eskişehir escort passionately. I felt tingly all over. What we were doing was so taboo. But it was so hot at the same time. I reached around and softly cupped one of her ass checks. It felt so good. I realized that I had felt no panties thru her dress. “Are you wearing any panties Gram?”Nope sweetie. Nothing at all under my dress. Shall we retire to my room Sweetie?”I didn’t say anything I just took her by the arm and we walked to her room. My mind reeling with anticipation. I was actually going to get to make love to me great grandmother! She was 60 years older than me but she was so hot. As we walked down the hall I could see her nipples start to get hard. “Are you as excited as I am Gram’s?””Yes dear boy. I am very excited. I can’t believe that a handsome 18 year old young man wants me.””Oh I so want you Gram’s!””I love it when you call me Gram’s.”We entered her room and she put on the radio. She must have had it all ready to go. It was Marvin Gaye’s “let’s get it on”. She said “I wanted to make sure you knew what I wanted.” With that she gave me a little wink. And in the same moment she dropped her dress to the floor. There she stood in all her glory. She was gorgeous! Her breasts sagged like two large melons that were overly ripe with lots of wrinkles and what looked like a road map of blue veins all across them. I just stood there staring at them. She motioned for me to come give her a hug like she normally does but this time she was completely naked! It’s amazing how removing just a few mm of clothing can change an innocent hug into a lustful grope. I hugged her and felt her hard nipples poking me thru my t-shirt. She asked “what are you waiting for Honey? Aren’t you going to take your clothes off also?” I quickly removed all my clothing and was standing before her with my erection standing straight out in front of me. She winked at me and said “I’m glad to know that I can turn you on so much.” “You have no idea Granny!”She reached out and just brushed the head of my cock. I was so excited that that was all it took to push me over the edge. My cock erupted with tremendous force. I rope of semen shot out and hit her directly between her breasts. She jumped back startled and fell to the floor laughing as she hit the floor. As I bent forward to try and break her fall another string of goo flew from cock and landed right in the mouth of my laughing granny. Which made her laugh even more! I was so horrified! My cock squirted another shot and gaziantep escort this time it her right on her left eye! Thank God she was laughing which caused her to close her eyes so it didn’t get in her eye. But when she opened her eyes a string of cum ran from her top eye lashes to the bottom ones. It was quite a sight! Yet another spasm shot more semen onto her nose. I was so mortified I almost began crying but granny was just laughing and it was contagious. I started laughing too. She wiped the goo from her face and licked it off her fingers. “Tastes even better than I remembered.” I had released a huge amount of sperm all over granny but cock never deflated at all. It was still rock hard. I apologized to Granny but she said “it’s ok Randy.sometimes that’ll happen. Especially if it’s been a while since you’ve had sex.”I told her “I’ve never had sex Granny.””No wonder you were so excited.” We’ll I see your still hard. Let’s try again. She again reached out and brushed my cock. And again my cock jumped but did not ejaculate anyway. She slowly started to stroke it and I couldn’t believe it but my cock got even harder. So hard it was starting to hurt. My granny then kneeled down and take my cock into her mouth. I almost passed out! Her mouth was so velvety! She opened her mouth and pulled out her false teeth and then enveloped my cock again. I thought I had died and gone to heaven!”Oh my God! You feel so good Granny!” Then she took my entire cock into her mouth. The tip of my cock hit the back of her throat and then she relaxed and her throat opened up and my cock went deep I to her throat. She just held me there while I saw stars. She started bobbing up and down going faster and faster. I could feel another load of cum getting ready to explode from me and I screamed “I’m gonna cum!” I tried pulling out of her mouth but granny had her arms wrapped around my back and held me tight. She took me even deeper til her bottom lip was under my tightened balls. I squirted what felt like a gallon of cum down Gram’s throat. She swallowed every drop. As she released me I told her “I love you so much Gram’s! You made me feel so good.” Then I heard Gram’s say “well I love you too sweetie. How did I make you feel good?”I opened my eyes and I was in my bed. It was just a dream. A big huge wet dream at that. Gram’s had come in to wake me for school. I was on my back in just my boxers with a giant tent in them and they were all wet and sticky from God only knows how many times I had cum during my dream.Gram’s saw the sticky mess and my blatten erection and said “I hope you were dreaming about Nina.” With a wink. And then she turned and left my room. ****i know. The it was all just a dream ending. The story developed as I was writing and it seemed like a fitting ending. I know I have had plenty of wet dreams about my grandma.******

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This Happened One Day…I was on my way to school, about a block from my home when Bruce, one third of the terrible three(Bruce, Charlie and Daniel), intercepted me and very gracefully gave me the following instructions…’…I’ll be at your back door in thirty minutes, you are to greet me in nothing but your pajama shirt. No pants, no underwear only the pajama shirt. When you open the door you are to drop to your knees and fish my dick out of my pants and start to suck my dick in earnest. When I feel that you mean it we will go to your room and have some fun…’Knowing that I had no choice I turned around without saying a word and hurried back home. I made sure that the house was empty and quickly changed into my outfit. No sooner had I changed I heard a small knock at the back door.As I opened the door I saw Bruce standing there smiling at me, Bruce standing on the back deck at the back door, I glanced around and saw no one. I dropped to my knees and fished Bruce hardening penis fro,m the confinements of his pants and jockeys. I stroked his penis slowly as Bruce said ‘…look up at me while you’re servicing my dick, I wanna see the look on you face. You better get a smile on your lips…’I made myself smile as I looked up at him, Bruce instructed me under his breath ‘…kiss my dick head and lick it like a lollipop…’ Holding Bruce throbbing shaft I leaned forward and kissed his penile head lightly. His penis was exuding a small amount of pre-cum and as I licked his head Bruce moaned slightly.Bruce told me ‘…now suck my dick like it’s a stalk of sugar cane…’ I started to close my eyes Bruce harshly said ‘…keep looking at me I wanna see your eyes as you suck my dick…’ I obeyed him and opened my lips and engulfed his throbbing head.Bruce moaned as he stroked my hair and lightly pulled my head closer to his crotch causing more of his man hood to enter my sucking lips. For two or three minute we stayed there till Bruce said ‘…alright, I think we’re ready to get in bed…’As I pulled back and started to stand, I thought that I saw my neighbors curtains move in their kitchen window. Bruce turned me about bursa escort and lifted my pajama shirt and squeezed my left buttock and slapped it hard. I spin around as Bruce passed by and closed the door behind him looking again at my neighbors kitchen window.I took Bruce to my room where he quickly undressed and laid on the bed. Bruce said to me ‘…come here bitch, daddy missed your tight ass. You gonna show daddy how much you missed him by getting up on your knees and sucking me like a real pro…’I crawled up on the bed as Bruce spread his legs apart, his penis bouncing up and down as I neared his crotch. Bruce adjusted the pillows so that he could lay back and watch me as I sucked his penis.Bruce held my head lightly allowing me to suck his man hood at my leisure. I rotated my head around his stiff shaft keeping his penile head in the grips of my lips. Bruce kept me at this for nearly twenty minutes and just when I thought he would come in my mouth he pushed me off.I looked at Bruce, not saying a word as he instructed me ‘…get us something to lubricate that tight ass hole of yours. If you can’t find no hair grease get some cooking oil out of the kitchen…’I came back with a small glass of cooking oil, Bruce smiled and ordered me to ‘…make my dick real slick and then oil up your asspussy. I’m gonna fuck you like you’re my real bitch today…’ When I had done as he wanted Bruce had me lay on my back and raise my legs.Bruce crawled between my thighs and guided his rock hard shaft to my oil slick anus. Once his rubbery rock hard penile head touched my anal opening Bruce slipped his arms under my shoulders and held me tight as he entered my bung.For the rest of the day Bruce had sex with me nearly four hours straight Bruce plowed into my behind, with me on my back, on my stomach and on my side. Bruce came four or five times before he decided to take a break.Bruce got up and said ‘…come on lets get in the shower…’ I led Bruce to our bath and just as we enter Bruce closed the door and pushed me against the wall. Bruce was rock hard again and I could feel his penis throb between my buttocks.Bruce bursa escort bayan guide his man hood into my anus again and took me standing up, I tried to stay up on my tiptoes to keep him from getting all the way inside. But Bruce just pulled me back till my butt was poking out and slammed into me as hard as he could. When he came in me he pulled out and we got in the shower and cleaned ourselves up.We returned to the bed room and Bruce dressed he told me ‘…put your top back on, you gonna walk me to the door and kiss my dick bye and do it like you’re my bitch…’ At the back door I opened it and as Bruce stepped out on the deck and turned around I knelt down and undid his zipper and pulled out his flaccid penis and kissed it. I carefully placed it back into his pants and Bruce turned and walked off before I could get up.As I stood I glanced over again at my neighbors kitchen window. This time I was sure that I saw the curtain in the kitchen window move. Anyway it was to late now to try and hide so I stood and closed the door. That night I showered and went to bed, I heard my folks when they turned in and saw the lights go out under my door. It wasn’t long before I drifted off into deep exhausted slumber.I woke and noticed that it was still dark out side and glanced at the clock by my bed, it was two twenty a.m. As I started to turn back over I suddenly became aware of some one in my room and just as I bolted up into a sitting position my next door neighbor, Jarvis R. clamped his hand over my mouth and whispered ‘…you better not say a word if you don’t want your folks to know what I saw today…’Not so much alarmed now that I knew who was in my room I was concern as to what he wanted. Jarvis whispered ‘…I’m gonna move my hand you better act like you got plenty sense…’ I nodded my head rapidly as Jarvis moved his hand and stood up by my bed. The illumination from the clock enabled me to see Jarvis removing his pants very quietly.All I could make out was dark shapes as Jarvis moved stealthy around but what I could make out very clearly was an extremely long appendage sticking out from his escort bursa crotch. Jarvis whispered to me ‘…you might want to get down on the floor the bed might make too much noise…’Jarvis pulled the covers off me and as I slid out of bed he pulled my pajama pants off and said ‘…stay on your knees, I’ll try and be quick…’ Jarvis licked me between the buttocks sticking his thick tongue into my anus. I trembled from this unknowing whether it was from excitement or fear.Jarvis placed one hand in the small of my back and with his other he guided his anaconda size penile shaft between my buttocks. His enormous head felt like a softball trying to enter my bruised anal opening. Jarvis whispered ‘…pushed back and be quiet…’ I started to protest Jarvis gripped my side and pulled me back as he pushed forward. My severally abused outer anal sphincter muscle ring slipped over Jarvis massive penile head past his penile ridge and tightened around the neck of his penile shaft. I was panting for air as I tried to adjust to the agony and pain as I tried to keep quiet.”…No wonder that boy was in here today. If you suck as good as you fuck he had a good time…’ Jarvis whispered. All I could do was grunt each time Jarvis slammed into my butt, I thought for sure some one would here our thighs slap together. Jarvis whispered ‘…I ain’t gonna try and get all my dick in your ass but I’m gonna bust a nutt up in this tight ass pussy of yours. Good thing your folks gave me a key to the back door in case of emergencies. After seeing you suck that boys dick today it was an emergency for me to get in here and get some of this pussy…’Jarvis grunted and pulled me back to him and I felt more of his elongated tool slid deeper into my rectum. Jarvis trembled and I felt his substance begin to squirt deep in side of my anal canal, Jarvis slowly slid his penis back and forth still hard as a steel rod making obscene slurping sounds as he churned his male juices around in my chunnel.Jarvis pulled from my anus and let me slid slowly to the floor. Jarvis wiped his penis across my lips and whispered ‘…we’re gonna have some real good fun now that I know what you like. Come over to my house tomorrow when you get out of school…’ With that Jarvis dressed and left just as quietly as he had came. I laid on the floor in a fetal position and cried myself back to sleep.

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CowgirlIn many ways a cowhand is similar to a sailor. He’ll spend days or weeks on the trail, with scarcely another human in sight except for his fellow cowboy, and when he returns to civilization he craves some lovely feminine companionship; craves it so much he’ll often fantasize about it, experience mirages like men dying of thirst in the desert.Thus it was with Stanley’s men that summer afternoon when the stranger rode into their midst. The men figured they had to be imagining things — either that or they’d been eating loco weed.The stranger was a woman. And not just any woman, but a jaw-dropping, palm-sweating, I-need-some-desert-time-alone kind of woman. The first thing the men noticed was that she smelled like a lady. She rode into the camp proudly, sporting an eager grin on her smooth-jawed face, and reeking of cleanliness and fancy city parfumes.The men saw she was dressed in fancy cowboy dudes: sleek, tight-fitting, cordoroy pants, with scarcely a speck of dust on them, brand-new leather chaps, boots that must have a cost a hundred dollars _each_, an oversize red-and-white checkered fannel shirt, a red bandana tied in a neat knot around her throat, and topping off the outfit, a ten-gallon felt cowboy hat tied to her head by a slender string that looped under her chin. The men didn’t know whether to drool or laugh.”She’s a goddamned city slicker!” grunted one man finally, and he was echoed by a round of guffaws.”I’ll slick her city,” growled another, to even bigger laughs.The woman didn’t flinch, though a deaf person would have heard the comments. Instead she grinned at men and tried to wave her hat at them, but got the string tangled under her chin.”Howdy, boys!” she finally managed, waving the hat broadly. “My name’s Beth Ann Morgan, but everyone calls me Betsy. I’m from New Jersey. This is my first time in Montana. Wonderful place. I’m sure proud to be here. Stanley Herdass sent me. I’m your new cowhand!”The stunned silence that coldly greeted this introduction would have quieted most locals, or even the town drunk, but not Beth Ann Morgan. She rattled on, oblivious to the manevolent eyes heading her way.”Now I know I’ve got a lot to learn about cowherding, so don’t think I’m not willing to learn. I’ve been dreaming about being a cowgirl for as long as I could dream, and Daddy finally told me to get out of his factory and go out West and get it over with, so here I am, and I’m gonna be the best durned cowgirl in the entire state of Montana!”The boys just looked at each other in shock. Finally one man began to laugh. He was a big man — Big Joe was his name — and he was widely respected by the other men. He laughed and jostled Kenny, the foreman. “Don’t ya see? It’s a joke! Stanley’s playing us as fools, boss!”Instantly the other men caught on. Cries of “Of course!” and “That Stanley!” and “Pretty funny.” echoed around the campsite. The girl sat on her horse and watched the men chatter for a moment, and then she shrugged and tried to leap off her horse.Her leap was less than graceful, but in the end it did accomplish her objective of separating herself from her horse. She landed face down in a muddy patch, soiling her outfit. This caused the men to laugh so hard they fell to the ground themselves, giggling and huffing like schoolgirls.”Well I’ll be damned if I’ve seen anything like that!” hooted Big Joe. “Where’d Stanley find this bird?””Don’t know,” added Spice, the Chinese cook, waving a large metal spoon at the girl, “but from the view in my quarter she’s a mighty fine woman.”The men laughed at this, eyebrows and other parts of anatomy going up as they watched the girl wiggling on her hands and knees in the mud. She sat up gingerly. Her brand spanking new shirt was caked with a thick layer of dripping black mud, and while she was moaning the dreadful fate of her clean clothes, the men were oggling the pronounced mounds of flesh on her chest that the mud emphasized in nearly obscene fashion. Whistles of appreciation echoed around the campsite.”God bless Stanely Herdass!” sighed a man.”I take back every mean thing I ever said about that bastard,” breathed another.The men sat transfixed, watching the girl as she attempted to wipe the mud off her chest.”Oh, my new clothes are ruined!” moaned the girl in dismay. “I just bought them two days ago in Rodeo City.”The men started to laugh again, but when they saw the girl’s drooping eyes filling with tears and her delicate, quivering lips begin to pout, their laughter quickly died. Kenny, the foreman, stepped forward.”Uh, it’s okay, ma’am. We can rustle up some clothes for ya from the men here. No need to cry.” Awkwardly, he patted the girl on the back. She looked up to him with grateful, shining eyes.”Oh, thank you! I’m terribly sorry to be such a burden.” With Kenny’s help, the girl shakily got to her feet.”I’m Kenny,” he said, holding out his hand. “I’m the foreman.””Oh, good! Stanley mentioned you. Now he and I came to a strict understanding, you know. He and I don’t want you treating me any different from the men. I’m just another cowhand. I want no special treatment.”Kenny looked awkward. “Are you serious, lady? You’re really wanting to be a cowboy?””Yes, sir. I’ve read every book on the subject, fiction and non-fiction, since I was eight years old.””This is not some joke by Stanley?”The girl flushed and shook her head viciously. “Now look, Stanley told me there might be some resistance to having a girl out here, but he said you had some kind of welcoming thing you do to new men that sort of intitiates them and makes everyone feel like brothers. Well, that’s what I want. I don’t want to be treated any different than any man.”If jaws had dropped when Beth Ann rode into the camp, now they positively broke off and fell to the ground. The men stared at each other, at Beth Ann, and shook their heads in amazement.”We must be dreaming,” mumbled a tall man. “Yow!” he yelped as someone pinched him rather cruelly. He grinned as he looked at the three oh-so-innocent men behind him. “Well, I’m awake now and she’s still here, so I guess not!”Kenny scratched his head and looked at the girl. “Lady, I’d don’t think you know what you got yourself into here. This here is Stanley Herdass’ land, and he runs the tightest, toughest outfit in all the West. Why there are twelve-year veterans that pale at the mention of working on his ranches. It’s not a place for c***dren and not a place for women.”Beth Ann folded her arms in front of her chest defiantly, drawing moans of displeasure from the assembled men. She glared at Kenny. “Now look here, mister Big Shot Foreman. Stanley Herdass himself gave me this job and I’m not going to let you or any other men here fuck it up for me!” She spat on the ground. “Treat me just like any of your men and we’ll get along just fine.”In twenty-six years of herding cows Kenny had never been talked to like that by a man that still lived, let alone hearing it from a woman. Rage seethed through his body and he fought for control. He didn’t want his men seeing that the woman bothered him. So he gave a casual shrug. “Hey, if that’s what you want. But I bet ten dollars you’re going off crying to your Daddy by morning.”The girl clapped her hands in excitment. She snatched up the startled foreman’s hand and pumped it vigorously. “You’ve got a bet. Thanks, Kenny. I appreciate this. You won’t regret it.” She paused, glanced at her chest. “Now about those fresh clothes…”A slow grin came over Kenny’s chiseled face. He snapped his fingers. “Ringo. Give me your shirt.””Hey, come on, boss, it’s cold out here.””Now, Ringo.”The man shrugged and quickly shucked off his fithly sweat-stained shirt and handed it to the boss. Kenny took it without comment. “Danny. Where’s Danny boy?””Here, boss.” A lithe young boy came up to the front of the men.”You’re about her size. Give her your pants.”The boy’s mouth opened for a second, and then he snapped it shut. “Yesir,” he mumbled, seating himself on a wooden crate he tugged off his boots and removed his thick jeans. He stood in the evening light, legs pale and skinny, a shirt and thin pair of once-white bursa escort briefs his only garments.Kenny tossed the clothing at the feet of Beth Ann. “All right,” he said. “Get changed.”For a second the girl glanced around, as though expecting a private hotel suite to pop up in the middle of the wilderness, and then she saw Kenny’s hard gaze, mocking and triumphant. Beth Ann relaxed her face and smiled at Kenny. Hesitating only a couple seconds longer, she began to strip.First off were her boots, which she kicked off easily, as they were rather large for her petite feet. The chaps came off next, discarded in the mud. Next was her mud-stained shirt. She carefully unbuttoned the series of studs down the front and opened it, revealing a massive womanly figure encased by a slim white cotton brassiere. The men were gulping and fidgeting as they watched.Beth Ann tossed the muddy shirt aside, standing indifidently before the men. She glanced up at Kenny. “This brassiere’s got some mud on it too,” she said boldly, her blue eyes locked with his iron gray ones. Neither budged. Moving quickly, Beth Ann reached her hands to her shoulders and unfastened the tiny buckles that held the cloth in place.The campsite was as quiet as a empty grave as Beth Ann tossed the brassier aside. She stood half-naked before the men, the soft pale flesh of her bosoms graceful and delicately indecent. Each breast was tipped with a thick red areola and capped with a stiff nipple that every man watching could have sworn was poking directly at him personally.”Lordy have mercy!” yelped Bayton Bridges, oldest of the gang of men, pawing nervously at his large gray beard.Even Kenny appeared shaken, glancing awkwardly back at his men as though uncertain of his support. He quickly regained control, however, and nodded at Beth Ann to continue. She stared at him for a moment, hands on her hips, naked breasts taunting him, and then she continued.She turned her back to the men, unbuckling her belt and gradually letting her cordoroy pants slide down. They gathered indecently around her ankles, looking dull and lifeless. Beth Ann didn’t move for a moment, fully aware of the dozens of eyes studying her long sleek legs and juicy thighs. Around her hips were a pair of scant pink panties, trimmed with lace, and purchased for what a typical cowhand earned with a month of grueling labor.Slowly Beth Ann stepped out of her pants and turned and faced the men. She made no move to hide her body, but kept her hands on her hips, defiant and bold.For a long while no one spoke. Then a small man with a grizzled face like a piece of dried fruit siddled up to Kenny and, cupping his hand to the other’s ear, whispered. Kenny’s dark and cold face began to smile as he listened, nodding.”Excellent suggestion, Leroy,” he said, drawing away from the man. He smiled at the girl. “Leroy thinks that since you are already nearly undressed we might as well proceed with the ‘welcomimg’ ceremony you mentioned earlier.”The girl’s eyes narrowed as she studied the man. She spoke cautiously. “What is the welcoming procedure?”Kenny, shrugged casually, turned slightly away, as though bored by matters. “We whip you,” he said. Though he appeared to be looking away, his eyes were locked on the girl, spying for a reaction, any reaction, no matter how subtle. But the girl did not seem alarmed or surprised.”So a whipping is part of the initiation?” she asked. Her voice was as strong and bold as ever.Swallowing hard, Kenny nodded. A bead of sweat appeared on his brow. “Yes. Stanley wants only tough men on his ranch. Whipping is common discipline here at the Slanted H. New men must demonstrate a willingness to accept such discipline. We must work together closely; our lives depended on each other. We must be able to trust one another. We cannot work together if we don’t respect you.”The girl nodded. “By accepting pain I demonstrate my courage and my commitment. I understand. I expected something similar. But why should I respect you?”For a few seconds, Kenny’s jaw pulsed in fury but he bit down on his tobacco tightly. He smiled thinly. “After I whip you, I guarantee you’ll respect me,” he muttered.Beth Ann shrugged. “All right. Let’s get this over with. How it is done? I want it just like you do for new men. Don’t treat me any differently because I’m a woman. I won’t have none of your damn male sympathy!”The foreman glanced back at his men who were staring at him like they’d just been stuck with pitchforks. The girl had just erased any hope of them going easy on her. He shrugged. “Go ahead and get completely undressed.” His voice faltered as the girl’s pink underpants struck his chest. He caught them reflexively, clutching them in a tight fist. Strangely, the part against his palm felt damp.The men stirred restlessly, shuffling their feet and elbowing each other for a better view. Beth Ann stood impassively before the men, idly smoothing down her short-cropped hair with one hand, and waiting. Acres of lush female flesh taunted the men, who licked their lips and began to plot. They each wanted her for their own, and wondered how they could make it happen.Kenny brought the men back to attention, urging Leroy, who hung near his elbow, to fetch the whips. The man grimaced at Beth Ann with an eagerness she should have found dreadful. Instead she grinned back at him and winked, and he left, shaken and puzzled.No one spoke for a moment, and then Kenny motioned to Beth Ann to follow him. Keeping himself between her and the men, he guided her toward the chuckwagon, parked before the blazing fire. Spice, the cook, hopped out of the back of the wagon carrying a stretch of rope.Kenny turned his gray eyes on Beth Ann. “Do we need the rope?”The girl was astonished. “Hell no! I can take whatever you’ve got.” She paused. “Just how much are you planning to whip me, anyway?””A great deal,” said Kenny. His voice was cold, with perhaps a twinge of sadness, though he spoke with little emotion. “Every man you see here is going to whip your ass. And after they are done, it’s my turn.”The naked girl didn’t flinch at his blunt words as he expected. She grinned. “Sounds fair,” she grunted, rubbing her palms together as though preparing for a game.Kenny had one more trick left. He didn’t take his eyes off the girl as Leroy approached, carrying the whips. Kenny took the wide razor strop and held it up so the girl could see and fear it.”Ah, the old razor strop,” sighed the girl. “I’m well aquainted with that one. For a while there, my father gave me a weekly dose whether I needed it or not. Every Saturday night it was a trip to the barn.” Beth Ann spoke fondly, with her head leaning back and her eyes half-closed, as though recalling her first kiss.The foreman ground his teeth and spat on the ground. He threw the strop to one of the men and snatched the horse crop from Leroy’s arms. Several of the men eyed it warily. It was in the shape of a rod, over a yard long, leather wound stiffly around the flexible core. It tapered to a narrow tip, thinner than a man’s smallest finger.”This crop,” growled Kenny, swishing it menacingly, “is the standard instrument of punishement at the Slanted H. The minimum is ten lashes across the bare buttocks, but it’s often more. It is given by the foreman or owner for minor offenses — excess drinking, tardiness, fighting, or poor work. We’re talking a severe whipping here, no mild rebuke. I often draw blood.”Kenny licked his lips greedily. “At any time you may choose to leave the Slanted H instead of accepting your punishment, but do not think you will work on any ranch owned by Stanley Herdass again.” He laughed. “Cowards are banished from the Slanted H forever.”The girl stood calmly before the man. She nodded. “That is an excellent policy.” She hesitated, and Kenny’s heart leaped with excitement. Was she finally showing fear? he thought greedily.But the girl was only shy. “May I see it?” she asked. She pointed at the crop, and in confusion, Kenny shrugged, handing it to her. She ran her fingers up and down the leather shaft, bending it and swinging it through the air. “A mighty bursa escort bayan fine instrument,” she said finally. The men watching couldn’t think of a thing to say.Kenny rudely grabbed the crop from her. “Since you are so intrigued, I shall demonstrate it for you. Grasp the wagon wheel,” he said, pointing with the whip.Blushly slightly, Beth Ann walked to the wheel and stood before it. Arching her eyebrows slightly at the foreman, she spread her legs just beyond shoulder width and gripped the top of the wheel, waiting to see if he approved. He nodded gruffly, cursing the girl’s calmness. She stood naked in twilight, the flicking flames sending a dancing glow across her bare haunches. Her wide buttocks were pale and supple, and already Kenny ached to see them striped by his whip. Then let’s see how she acts, he thought bitterly.”I’m going to give you ten,” he spat. “Just as a demonstration of what a typical punishment is like. Then we’ll start your whippings.” He paused, waiting for a retort, but the girl didn’t speak. “You can leave any time, you know,” he added.”I know,” replied Beth Ann. “But I don’t want to leave. I’m going to be a cowgirl.” She shivered. “Come on. It’s getting chilly.”I’ll fix that, thought Kenny, and he marched up behind the girl. He had been prepared to only scare her, but her arrogance enflamed him. Now he knew he was going to roast her ass and whip her harder than he’d ever whipped any of his men.The first blow echoed across the valley like the retort of a pistol, and several of the men watching sucked in their breath sharply. The girl wiggled her head but did not move her body. A dark crease appeared horizontally across the tops of her buttocks. It made the rest of the girl’s naked flesh seem even more pale and vulnerable.The second stripe quickly followed, and then a third. Still the girl hadn’t moved or made a sound. Kenny could feel the men growing restless behind him. In a rage he brought down the crop wildly in a series of harsh blows that stunned the men watching. The whip lashed viciously across the exposed cheeks and thighs of the patient girl, criss-crossing and leaving four dark, swelling weals. Beth Ann gasped, suddenly, during the pause, and Kenny beamed.”Oh, God,” groaned the girl, wiggling her bottom a little. “That’s an excellent whip, uh, Mr. Foreman, er, Kenny, sir. It smarts something sharp!”The girl’s voice didn’t even quaver as she spoke, and as the blood drained from his face, Kenny swore he could detect amusement in the girl’s speech.The last three strokes were the hardest of all, cruelly placed at the same spot, across the base of the girl’s bottom, literally lifting the cheeks. The thick flesh quickly puffed and blistered under the beating, and when the last blow landed, the skin split and scarlet blood oozed from the wound.The men watching winced and waited for the girl to collapse in hysterics or scream, but she did neither. She inhaled deeply, then shook her head rapidly, as though clearing it. She stepped back from the wheel and gingerly touched her buttocks with her hands. The sticky blood got on her fingers and she sniffed at it curiously.”Not bad, for just ten strokes,” she murmured to no one in particular . . .* * * * *Part 2(*****, M12/F, Severe, humor, severe whipping)A group of lonely cowhands are astonished by the new female worker their boss hires, but she takes her initiation well. (Approximately 5,856 words. Originally published 1997-11.)”Not bad, for just ten strokes,” she murmured to no one in particular. She fondled her rump again. “These will be gone in a week, though. That whip of yours is too light to really bruise beneath the skin. I suppose it was designed that way on purpose — for repeated use.”Speechless, Kenny nodded. His belly ached as though he’d been slugged there. He passed the whip to Leroy without a sound and went to the fire where the kettle hung. Not bothering with a rag, he gripped the hot metal handle with his thick, calloused fingers and poured himself a mug of hot coffee. He hung the kettle back and sat himself on the ground, nodding at Danny, the boy who’d given up his pants.”You’re the youngest,” he said, his face stiff and shapeless like a rocky cliffside. “Let’s get going.”Danny, his face red, took the razor strop from another man and stepped forward. He felt awkward in his briefs, though the tail of his skirt covered him slightly, and he approached the woman with real trepidation. From the cool way she watched him anyone coming onto the scene without any background would have thought he was bringing the whip for her to punish him.”Ma’am,” the boy said, his voice rough. He half-glanced down between his legs, wondering if his stiffness showed. The girl smiled kindly at him for a moment, and then turned back to the wheel, spreading her legs and gripping the top.”Danny’s been here two years,” called out Kenny. “That’s two strokes.”Danny nodded grimly, gripping the lash as tightly as he could in his sweat-soaked palm. He stood behind and beside the girl, eyeing his target carefully. He could smell the woman, sweat glistening on her back, and see the dreadful weals cutting across the soft cheeks of her ass. Up close the skin was impossibly smooth and feminine, crying out for him reach out a hand to caress the blistered flesh.He swallowed, his throat like sand. Two years earlier it had been him in her place, naked and tied to the wagon wheel, his bare ass prickly with stings as the breeze blew across it, taunting him with the agony of waiting for the punishment to continue. He remembered how he had felt, how frightened he’d been, how elated at surviving. He’d been whipped many times since then, but nothing matched that first time. He’d thought he could take it easily — he’d taken his father’s strap enough as a k** — but this was nothing like those c***dish spankings. This was a man’s whipping: long, brutal, and public.But this wasn’t a man before him now. This was a woman. The most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his nineteen years. Her body was supple and graceful, and she spoke with fire and ice, arrogant words he’d never heard from a woman, and yet here she was, naked and accepting the whip.”Come on, Danny boy, we haven’t all day!” shouted Kenny.Danny nodded and drew back the strop. He must make this good. If his strokes weren’t full force, he’d be receiving the crop from the foreman. With all the strength in his right arm he brought the thick leather strop across the bare cheeks before him. The slap sounded pale and mild compared to the dull thwock of the crop, and the girl didn’t move, but a pink rectangle blossomed across her skin.Danny brought the strop down again, this time even harder. His aim went off a bit, and he caught the back of her right thigh. The girl wiggled her right leg suddenly, and Danny realized he’d caught her by surprise.He walked back to the men with a slight swagger. The woman had felt his strokes, all right. He might be just a k**, but he was fast becoming a man.The next was Mulligan, a hefty Irishman who’d been with the ranch for four years. People could disagree with how Stanley Herdass ran the Slanted H, but few could argue with the results. Stanley had the most loyal workforce in the state, and in a business where a cowhand’s six-month stay was considered impressive, Stanley’s men worked for years. Unfortunately this did not bode well for poor Beth Ann, for Mulligan was considered a newcomer at the Slanted H. His four strokes were harder and broader than Danny’s, catching the fullness of her backside, and leaving her striped from side to side.Elliot was next. Originally from Texas, he was a tall thin man who wore spectacles, and woe be the man who thought him weak. Under his slim frame were wiry muscles and skillful roping that astonished even veteran cowboys. This was Elliot’s sixth year with the Slanted H.The man didn’t hesitate or draw out the punishment. He struck quickly, without preamble, laying down the strokes so rapidly and efficiently the girl was still gasping from the first when he delivered the sixth.”Woah!” cried Beth Ann, wiggling her backside. Her buttocks escort bursa were blotched with a vivid red. “That man knows how to strop!” she called out as Elliot nodded to the crowd of cheering men.”I had to raise my brothers and sisters after Pa passed on,” Elliot said gruffly. The men laughed and teased him as he made his way back into the crowd.”I can do better than that,” growled a dull voice, and the men grew quiet.It was Ringo, the man who’d given up his shirt. He wasn’t happy about it, wrapping the strop around his hand with greedy relish. He stood in the cool night, his tough skin stretching across his muscular back and arms. The men stepped aside as he passed. It was his tenth year on the ranch.Ringo’s style was the opposite of Elliot’s. He drew out the punishment, delivering a cracking blow to the poor girl’s quivering haunches and waiting ten, twenty, perhaps forty seconds before continuing. The effect on the girl was remarkable. In the interlude between strokes she huffed and puffed, moaned, writhed, and waggled her tail bawdily. On the fourth stroke her moans reached a feverish intensity and when the fifth landed she cried out loudly and her body slumped on the wheel. The woman gave a huge sigh of gratitude and contentment.”Thanks, Ringo,” she whispered, her voice faint.”Plenty more where that came from,” growled the big man.”I know.”Ringo’s tiny brain was attempting to understand the girl’s confusing reaction — it didn’t ring right in his head that a girl would thank him for whipping her bare ass. Therefore he figured she must be mocking him. He gripped the strop tighter and put all of his furious black heart into it, using every trick his thirty-eight years of whipping and being whipped had taught him.When Ringo threw down the strop in triumph, a maze of purple blisters across her hindquarters, the girl turned and looked over her shoulder.”Oh, are you done?” Her voice bore a distinct tone of disappointment!The men laughed and Ringo smacked his fist into his palm in undisguised rage. He stomped off into the night.The next few men were Thom Shayle, Benny Dobson, and Bear Smith, the half-breed Indian who had earned the men’s respect and admiration through sheer determination and hard work. Each of them had been with Stanley for twelve years.There was a brief breather after that blistering series, as the men needed to pause for drinks and to relieve themselves. Whipping was thirsty work.Kenny eyed Betsy nervously. Her rump was approaching the color and texture of ground beef. He had Danny fetch her a dipper of fresh water, which she drank gratefully, giving him a shy smile that sent thrills through his young body. The goosebumps on his legs were not from the cold.Kenny was studying Betsy’s buttocks as she drank, and when she finished he gave Danny more instructions. The boy quickly fetched a bucket of water. Dipping a cloth in the water, he lovingly washed the girl’s bottom and thighs, trying not to stare at the bulging slit between her legs. It peeped at him through curls of pale, golden hair. Danny noticed it glistened with moisture though he’d been careful to keep his cloth away from that area.Washed and cleaned during the break, Betsy was revitalized for the remainder of the whipping. She was more conscious of the strokes, and the puffy welts that early seemed so ready to burst had softened with the absorption of water.The first to whip after the break was old man Bayton. He’d been a cow-hand for over forty years, since he was but a lad. The last f******n had been on one of Stanley’s ranches. He was old but hard and stubborn as iron. He didn’t like the idea of a woman as a cow-hand. Went against the laws of nature. This little hussy sure needed a lesson, he thought. So he gave her f******n of ’em.Next was Spice, the cook. Small and wirey, he never felt he got the respect of the men for his difficult labor. This was his chance to excel at something physical. His fifteen strokes were brutally hard and fast and cruel.After Spice went Leroy, a shrimp of a man, dried up like a wrinkled prune, but hard as petrified wood. His sixteen strokes were all across the backs of her thighs where the skin was fresh and tender. Betsy seemed to appreciate that, moaning and crying out with little gasps of what, to the untrained ears of the men, sounded like pleasure, but obviously wasn’t.The crowd that had been cheering Leroy went silent with respect as the next man took the strop, and everyone was rewarded with a look of consternation on the girl’s face as she looked over her shoulder. Big Joe was thundering forward, a mean look on his face. Betsy didn’t know this was Big Joe’s natural expression and the only one he knew. She thought he was angry and the sight of those bulging arms as thick as the thighs of most men, made her quiver.”I’ve been here eighteen years, girl,” he said slowly, enjoying Betsy’s wince. “You are going to feel this.”The whipping was extreme. Twice Kenny thought about stopping it, but no welcoming whipping had ever been stopped before. He forced himself to remember she was a man, a caw-hand like any other. This was an impossible challenge, with her naked, writhing, and whimpering with those gorgeous high-pitched cries of hers, but Kenny steeled himself. After all, he was next.”Damn that _hurt_!” roared Betsy, stomping her feet in an effort to jog off the pain. A heaving and puffing Big Joe let the feverish strop tumble from his thick fingers.Betsy wheeled on Big Joe before anyone could warn him. Her arms shot up around his bull-neck and pulled his head down and to the shock of everyone, especially poor Big Joe, kissed him smack on the lips.”Whooo-eeee!” roared a gleeful Bayton. “I ain’t see a gal kiss like that since I was a knee-high to a grasshopper!””Thanks, Big Joe,” winked the city girl, twirling back to her place at the wheel. She placed her palms at the top and thrust out her lambasted backside. “Who’s next?” she cried defiantly.”I am,” said Kenny, his voice as dry of humor as the desert. The men fell silent as he approached, fingering the bloody razor strop.Betsy watched Kenny over her shoulder, her dark eyes glowing. She panted heavily, her sumptuous chest swelling and collapsing with frenetic speed. Her skin gleamed with sweat, and as Kenny drew near, he noticed peculiar feminine odors he hadn’t smelled often enough in his life. The smell made his mouth go dry. He wished he’d taken time for a drink.The girl was looking away now, the graceful half-moons of her buttocks arched toward him. The flesh was dark and mottled with bruises and welts. For a moment Kenny felt pity, but then he remembered the girl’s arrogant smirk as she declared herself “one of the boys” and he resolved to thrash her the best he knew how.He started with the backs of her legs and worked his way up, one slow stroke at a time. The girl moaned, gasping and hissing in pain. She arched her back, wiggled her rear, and crooned.Kenny worked on her buttocks, ignoring Betsy’s shuddering and shrieks. As he lifted the strop for another blow the poor girl howled, her body spasming wildly, and she thrust her hips in such a vulgar manner that the foreman had to look away. When he looked back she was sighing and panting, as though she’d run a long race. She glanced back at him, her face shining with tears, and grinned.The last dozen strokes fell, then, in a mindless ecstasy of pain. Kenny whipped mightily, the girl sang and danced prettily, and the men watched in lurid fascination.When it was over the girl did not move for a long time, but stood, body arched, legs apart, arms wide as she gripped the wheel tightly. Her head was down and she breathed deeply, deliberately, as though breathing was of profound significance.”Well done,” said Kenny finally, guilt stabbing his chest each time he saw the scarlet gooey mess that was Betsy’s bottom. He offered his hand. “Many’s a man that wouldn’t take such a whipping so gracefully,” he added with genuine feeling.Betsy met his eyes, her own red with weeping. She was smiling contendedly. She shook his hand solemnly. The assembled men began to cheer wildly, and Betsy flashed them a wide grin.”I think I will like it here,” she said to Kenny. “Reminds me of home.””Then welcome to the family,” Kenny laughed, putting a friendly arm around her shoulder. “Now what say we get us some chow.”

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Auf der Jagd nach geilen Ficks.Auf der Jagd nach geilen Ficks…gefunden auf…Ich erzähle hier die Geschichte eines Freundes, der stets auf der Suche nach einem geilen Fick war (und ist) und der mit Zeit anspruchsvoll wurde als er seine Suche auf DEN Fick des Lebens konzentrierte.Er erzählte mir eines Abends als wir zusammen ein Bier tranken in der Kneipe um die Ecke, dass er schon ein paar geile Frauen in seinem Leben getroffen habe und auch tollen Sex erlebt hat. Das ihm aber etwas fehle, etwas war er nicht so richtig benennen kann, wonach er aber suchen müsste.Ich fragte mich nach dem Abend was er damit meint. Ich bin selbst ein vergnüglicher Mann, ich brauche nicht viel um glücklich zu sein. Ich lebe mit meiner Ehefrau seit 15 Jahren zusammen und wir haben immer noch Sex, manchmal auch Analsex, der mich am glücklichsten macht. Mir reicht das. Ich bin froh darum. Aber er?Er war nie verheiratet.Er hatte dennoch regelmäßig Sex – mit vielen Weibern. Er probierte viel aus, ging auch mal in den Puff. In einem edlen Flat-Rate Puff bumste er eine Dame einmal 6 mal in 24 Stunden, weil er sie so geil fand. Er war quasi ein Ficktier, dass sich raubtierhaft ausleben musste. Treu? Er? Vergesst es. Das war unmöglich.Dazu hatte er viel zu viel Spass an Sex und dazu brauchte er viel zu sehr die Abwechslung: blond, brünett, rothaarig (er liebte das rothaarige Schamhaar zwischen ihren Beinen). Große Brüste, kleine Brüste, dicke Pos, kleine schmale Taillen, jung, alt…Hausfrauen, Geschäftsfrauen, zwei Frauen… er hatte wirklich schon vieles durch, doch irgendwas schien ihn nun noch zu fehlen. Ich konnte das kaum glauben.Was trieb ihn an und wohin sollte ihn diese Fick-Gier noch hintreiben?8 Monate später traf ich ihn wieder auf ein Bierchen. Er wirkte gleich als ich ankam freudestrahlend.Strahlender als ihn letztens angetroffen hat. Jens – so hieß er – sagte mir, dass er glaubt, dass er einen Schritt weiter gekommen ist bei der Suche nach DEM Fick des Lebens.Er hätte eine Reise unternommen letztens:“Ich war unterwegs und habe mich gleich mit den Leuten in einer Bar angefreundet. 2 Frauen, 2 Kerle. Eine witzige Runde, wir haben gesoffen, wir haben gelacht, wir haben mit später Stunde immer mehr dreckige Witze gemacht. Du weißt ich bin gut darin. Ich hab meinen Lieblingswitz erzählt: Ein Pärchen beim Sex – sie fängt an zu stöhnen: ´Jaaa, gibs mir! Sag mir dreckige Sachen!´, Er: ´Küche, Bad, Wohnzimmer…´Es war ausgelassen einfach und mit der Zeit hatte ich mich gefragt wie die 4 zueinander gefunden hatten und in welchem Verhältnis sie zueinander standen. Sie hatten sich erst vor kurzer Zeit kennengelernt, kam heraus und sie würden in einer Art offenen Beziehung leben. Alle 4, jeder mit jedem quasi. Ich wurde hellhörig. Die 4 erzählten mir mehr von sich und was sie schon miteinander erlebt haben und sie luden mich ein, doch noch mit zu ihnen zu kommen.Gesagt, getan. Du kennst mich. Kurzum: Es wurde eine geile Nacht. Ich hatte nicht zum ersten Mal einen Dreier, klar, aber es war in einer kleinen Gruppe nochmal anders als sonst. Die eine hatte eine zärtliche-sanfte Art eher, sie blies mich zum Anfang. Währenddessen bummste ein anderer schon die eine rothaarige Freundin, die etwas herber war, aber nicht minder attraktiv. Ihr lautes brünftiges Stöhnen sorgte neben den Blasekünsten meiner süßen Blondine dafür, dass ich einen mächtigen Ständer hatte. Der dritte Kerl in kurtköy escort unserer Runde sah sich das ganze vom Sofa aus an. Er wichste sich gemütlich seine lange Latte.Das süße kleine Blondinchen setzte sich nun auf meinen Schwanz und ritt auf mir. Mit kreisenden Hüftbewungen heizte sie mir kräftig ein. Ich spürte, dass sie schön feucht untenrum war, spielte ein wenig mit ihren Brüsten und fingerte an ihrer Spalte, rauf zu ihrem Kitzler. Wir ritten uns ein, sie hatte einen angenehmen Rythmus, nicht zu schnell, nicht zu langsam, sie ritt sehr leidenschaftlich. Unterdessen sah ich wie der Kerl mit der langen Latte sich langsam auf uns zu bewegte. Er presste seine Latte in die Hände meiner Reitfreundin und sie wichste ihn – als ob sie nie was anderes gemacht hatte. Dann befahl er ihr beim Reiten seinen Schwanz zu blasen. Sie ließ sich nicht lange bitten und nahm die Lunte in den Mund. Ich stieß von unten sie jetzt ewtas härter. Und mit wimmernden Geräuschen, die aber dumpf blieben, weil sie einen Schwanz im Mund hatte, ging es nun weiter.Das andere Pärchen hatte nun auch erstmal genug und begab sich zum Zuschauen zu uns. Die rothaarige Frau hatte eine blank rasierte Fotze und ich spielte etwas mit dieser als sie mir nahe kam.Plötzlich setzte sie sich auf mein Gesicht.Ihr Fotze schmeckte süss-salzig zugleich. Ich leckte sie soweit mir das möglich war und fickte das andere Mäuschen mit einem harten Schwanz wie gewohnt weiter.Nur einer war jetzt beschäftigungslos…Er ging zu der blonden Fickschwester rüber und flüsterte ihr – für mich hörbar – ins Ohr: “Na, ein Loch hast du ja noch frei.” Sie jaulte kurz auf vor Geilheit. Ein Schwanz in ihrer Pussy, einer in ihrer nasstriefenden Möse und kurze Sekunden später auch noch einer in ihrem Arschloch. Sie beugte sich dafür etwas vor und ihre Brüste und ihre steinharten Nippel berührten meinen Bauch. Das finde ich immer sehr geil, wenn steinharte Nippel beim Ficken meinen Bauch berühren. Weiß auch nicht warum. Jedenfalls ergaben wir 5 nun alle eine schöne Fick-Figur wenn man so will. Das war schon einmalig, sowas hatte ich noch nicht erlebt. Die Rothaarige nahm jetzt ihre Möse aus meinem Gesicht und kniete neben mir, sie presste ihre sehr üppigen Brüste aber dafür in meine Nähe. Ich lutschte an den formidablen Titten und saugte an ihren Warzenhöfen. Ich war kurz davor zu kommen. Auch die geile Blonde hatte mich mit ihrem Gequieke und Gejaule so erregt und sie war richtig feucht von der Dreischwänze-Behandlung, dass es ihr bereits 3 mal gekommen war. Ich konnte also nicht mehr an mich halten und spritzte meinen Saft voll in ihre Muschi, kurze Zeit später kam der Kerl, der es ihr von hinten besorgt hatte und spritzte seinerseits in ihr Arschloch. Der Samen lief ihr aus zwei Löchern – das erregte sie so sehr, dass es ihr gleich nochmal kam. Ehe der dritte Kerl abspritzte und sich die Hälfte des Spermas in ihrem Mund und die andere hälfte auf ihren Tittchen entlud.Sie war komplett vollgespritzt. Ich bekam fast wieder einen Steifen so geil war der Anblick. Ihre rothaarige Freundin beugte sich über sie und leckte das Sperma ab wo sie nur konnte. Das spermageile Luder…Ich stand noch mit offenem, vielleicht auch leicht angewidertem aber gleichzeitig angegeiltem Blick da und lauschte der Geschichte meines Freundes Jens. Ja, das klang nicht übertrieben was er erzählte. So gingen seine Geschichten.Ich fragte aydıntepe escort ihn, ob er nochmal mit den Leuten verkehrte oder das einmaliges Ding war.Er antwortete mir:“Ich war natürlich neugierig geworden. Ich wollte wissen wie die 4 sich kennengelernt hatten und ob es häufiger hier in dieser Stadt Treffs gab, die so frei und ungezwungen hemmungslos zur Sache kommen. Ich war überrascht von ihrer Antwort…Die Blonde sagte mir, dass es in vielen deutschen Städten mittlerweile geheime Frauengruppen gibt, die ihre Sexualität ungezügelt ausleben möchten und sich gegenseitig dabei unterstützen geeignete Partner, Orte und mitunter diskrete Wege zu finden um ihrer Leidenschaft nachzukommen…Ich verstummte kurz und lachte dann laut auf: “Ja, klar. Und ihr nennt euch die Illuminatinninnen oder wie?”.Sie aber schmunzelte nur und fuhr fort:”Viele Frauen haben die Nase voll von den Ficks, die sie bekommen, sie fühlen sich nicht ausreichend gewürdigt oder untervögelt, sie bekommen Standard-Sex serviert und wenn sie sich dann noch passiv verhalten, weil sie darauf keine Lust haben, werden sie blöd angemacht. Wenn sich eine Frau dann aktiv und aufreizend um einen Flirt kümmert ist sie oft das billige Flittchen oder die dreckige Schlampe… Genau dies passiert bei diesen geheimen Frauengruppen nicht. Wir sind moderne Frauen, wir nehmen und was wir wollen, von wem wir wollen und wir treiben es mit wem wir wollen und wann wir wollen und meistens wollen wir es ziemlich dreckig und versaut – aber immer mit Respekt!”Ich verstand, eigentlich sprach sie mir aus der Seele, denn genau solche Frauen suchte ich. Frauen, die sich nicht hinter ihrer Sexualität versteckten, sondern mutig das Abenteuer suchten und auf gesellschaftliche Konventionen nichts gaben. Sie war nicht nur ein guter Fick, sie war auch ein cleveres Mädchen begann ich zu verstehen.Sie erzählte weiter:”Wir, Sabine und ich, haben mittlerweile seit einem Jahr den besten Sex unseres Lebens, weil wir nur noch Männer und Frauen kennenlernen, denen wir vertrauen können und denen wir über das Netzwerk begegnet sind. Kontakte kriegen wir noch über unsere Frauengruppe, auch Orte werden uns dort teilweise mitgeteilt, wo wir uns treffen können. Schöne Orte, anonyme Orte, dreckige Orte, erotiosche Orte…je nachdem was wir gerade suchen… Zuweilen hilft die Gruppe manchen Frauen auch zum Fremdgehen. Diskret wird dann ein Date organsiert mit einem Kerl, der im Netzwerk bekannt ist.”Ich fragte wie sie dann an die Kerle kommen?“Die Kerle fallen uns so zu, lachte sie. Naja, manche lesen wir auf, so wir dich hier in der Kneipe. Das war Zufall. Andere haben gehört von uns, durch Mundpropaganda. Dann googlen sie uns zum Beispiel. Es gibt immer einen Weg wie auch Kerle dann zu uns stossen.”Ich musste das erstmal verarbeiten und hatte großen Lust auf Ficken wieder. Solche Mädels – so frei und selbstbewusst – trifft man nicht oft sagte ich mir, ich muss die Gelegenheit beim Schopfe packen und sie noch ein wenig bumsen. Ich legte meinen Schwanz frei und die Rothaarige kam mir sofort zu Hilfe und wichste meinen Schwanz hart. Sie zog die Vorhaut tief hinunter und spuckte meinen Schwanz mit viel Spucke an um ihn kräftig zu blasen. Dann leckte sie an meinen Eiern und saugte sie spielerisch ein und aus. Meine Latte war bereits wieder knallhart. Dann gab sie meinen Oberkörper einen Stups und presste mich nach unten. Die tuzla içmeler escort Rolle der dominanten Blase-Königin stand ihr außerordentlich gut. Sie summte dabei so verführerisch und hatte eine solch flinke Zunge, dass ich nicht mehr lange an mir halten konnte und heftig abspritzen wollte. Sie behielt meinen Schwanz in ihrem Mund und saugte das ganze weiße Gold in sich auf. Mmmmmmh, lecker.Jens war total in Ekstase, ich merkte ihm an wie er diese Geschichte genoss und welche aufregenden Frauen er scheinbar dort kennengelernt hatte. Er meinte zu mir, dass er es wirklich erst albern fand als er von diesem Frauenclub gehört habe. Er hielt es für einen schlechten Scherz und war sich anfangs sicher, dass diese Girls ihn verarschen wollten.Nach dem wir uns beide einen Schnaps auf seine Sexerlebnisse könnte sagte er mir im Vertrauen:”Ich hatte ja nichts zu verlieren und so hab ich die Blonde gefragt wie denn ihre Illuminaten Gruppe hieß und ob ich dazustossen könne. Vielleicht seien ja auch in seiner Gemeinde ein paar Frauen dieser Gattung anzutreffen.Sie sagte er müsse nach Flirtfotzen suchen.Ich lachte wieder laut auf…aber irgendwie passte dieser Name. Moderne Frauen, die Bock auf Sex haben und dazu stehen. Die kein Blatt vor den Mund nehmen.Jedenfalls vergaß ich schon fast wieder die Angelegenheit als ich wieder in der Heimat war. Aber letztens hatte ich nach einem 08/15 Fick wieder das BEdürfnis mehr erleben zu wollen und so machte ich mich auf die Suche nach flirtfotzen. Ich kam mir anfangs albern vor, wo suchen? Und selbst wenn ich sie finde, was dann. Ich stieß schnell auf ein Sexkontakte Portal im Netz. Zwar konnte ich auch Flirtfotzen über Twitter und ähnliches treffen, doch sie waren nur Konktaterinnen wie sie sich nannten. Sie suchten nach neuen Kerlen, waren aber meistens nicht bereit sich selbst zu treffen. Ganz anders als ich mich dann anmeldete. Ich war mir sicher, dass es Schmuh ist, dass ich reingelegt werde, dass nie eine geheime Frauengruppe existierte…doch was soll ich sagen, ich habe es nie bereut, im Gegenteil, ich habe außergewöhnliche Ficks erlebt. DEN Fick des Lebens vielleicht auch, vielleicht kommt ja noch ein geilerer. Woher soll ich das wissen.Eine Frau hatte es mir besonders angetan. Sie war unschuldig wie man nur unschuldig sein kann. Unberührt – mit 27! Sie war schüchtern und ich dachte ich kann sie nie knacken, doch der Sex mit ihr war außergewöhnlich. Ganz anders, ganz ruhig, sehr natürlich. Sie hatte eine buschige Möse, schien aus der Zeit gefallen. Als ich meinen Schwanz in sie einführte, war sie von allen Sinnen. Die nächsten Male waren atemberaubend, sie wurde immer feuchter je öfter wir Sex hatten. Sie wollte immer ihr erstes Mal selbst bestimmen, sich nichts vorsetzen lassen vn der Gesellschaft wann sie zu ficken habe, sagte sie mir. Und sie wusste, dass sie es mit mir gerne haben möchte. Ich war nie so glücklich wie damals mit ihr, glaube ich.Andere Frauen brauchten es fast stündlich, schrieben mir immer wieder. Eine untenrum kahlrasierte Anwältin mit langen schwarzen Locken brachte mich um den Verstand. Sie trug teure Dessous und sah in diesen fast verführerischer aus als nackt. Ich fickte sie von hinten und schob nur ihren Tanga beiseite um sie zu ficken. Am ende spritzte ich regelmäßig auf ihre Dessous. Der ganze weiße Samen glänzte auf ihrer schwarzen Wäsche. Sie liebte das, ich bestimmt noch mehr.Ich war schon manchmal neidisch auf Jens, auf seine ganzen Abenteuer. Aber ich bin treuer Ehemann und ich bin es gern, deshalb habe ich bis heute nicht nach flirtfotzen gesucht…auch wenn die Versuchung sicherlich groß war. In einem anderen Leben vielleicht 🙂

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The parkIt was a warm summers day in July, I had been single a long time and was giving up hope of ever finding someone special again, I’d had my heart broken more than once and now in my 30’s it seemed like everyone was taken or looking for a younger guy with a beard, tattoos and a gym membership. I had none of those things and society had thrown me out, I thought to myself, when was the last time a girl said to her friends, what I want is a skinny guy with daft hair and is damaged goods? Never was my guess……I had the week off work and as the weather was so nice I decided to go to one of the beautiful parks York had with a book and take advantage of the warm weather. I threw a few bits into my messenger bag and wandered into town. I arrived in the gardens around lunchtime and it seemed everyone else in the city had the same idea! I found a spot a little out of the way from the crowds though and sat on the grass gazing up at the sun for a moment; maybe it’s not all bad I thought to myself, at least its warm!I got my book out, I am not a big reader but this book was fantastic, called ‘Raise the erdek escort Titanic’ by Clive Cussler it had been adapted into a movie many years ago and had me captivated! As I began to read I noticed a girl sit down nearby. She looked to be in her mid twenties, long dark hair; wearing black sunglasses and dressed in a short flowing summer skirt and strappy top I’d say she was a size 8 with perky small breasts and lovely long legs. She sat cross legged facing me and began to unpack her lunch whilst checking her phone. She looked a little familiar, but I couldn’t work out where I knew her from but I thought she was gorgeous.Being the shy type I just carried on reading my book and soaking u the warm rays of the sun. I was disturbed by my phone vibrating, I had a message from an online dating app I had been using for ages, no doubt another spammer I thought but I looked in my messages and was greeted by a familiar face next to the text, it was the girl sat 10 feet away!‘Hi….. erm you are sat near me but I’m really shy but I wanted to tell you I think you are gönen escort really cute and I love Titanic! Lucy x’I glanced up from behind my own sunglasses and looked over at her, she wasn’t looking back though, just looking at the ground and eating her sandwich. I decided I had to be brave, so I picked my things up and moved over to her, she looked up and smiled then looked back at the ground. ‘Can I join you?’ I asked. She nodded and blushed. I sat down and put my book on the grass, ‘so you like Titanic huh?’ I said. ‘Oh yeah, my heart will go on and all that’ she laughed. ‘No seriously, I love that movie Raise the Titanic, I thought I was the only one who had seen it!’ ‘You are k**ding, I love this book and the movie’ I said! We talked about the cast and the ridiculous plot and how it ignores most facts in the hunt for drama and excitement. Then chatted about the online dating site and our experiences etc for a while, I stretched out and then she stopped talking all of a sudden staring at my body……‘Um, nice panties!’ she laughed…. Damn, I forgot kepsut escort and they had ridden up as my shorts had moved when I lay down, the pink lace was clearly visible…. ‘Um, oh erm’ was all I could manage. She just looked at me. ‘So, what you’re a weird perv of something huh?’ She finally said. ‘I prefer romantic kinkster’ I replied. She took off her sunglasses and looked at me hard, then burst into laughter, come here she said wiggling her finger to beckon me over. I moved closer and she moved in close and whispered into my ear ‘that’s fucking hot’ before kissing my neck and running her hand through my hair, down my torso and onto my leg. She quickly looked around, the park was much quieter all of a sudden, it seemed everyone had gone back to work and we were the only one in this quiet corner of the park. She grinned and slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and squeezed my lace covered cock. ‘mmmmm, someone is happy in there and my aren’t we a big boy?’ I just blushed, unable to speak.‘Well this has been fun’ she said, stood up and walked away all of a sudden….. As she disappeared through the trees I wondered what had happened.Just then my phone vibrated again… It was her, ‘sorry, I am a bit shy and I’m not like that normally, but can we go for dinner tomorrow night?’Yes…. Message me later with a plan I told her.Did I just meet Miss Right?! I guess I’d find out the next night!

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