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It was a strange night, my wife and I have been very busy moving into a new home and exhausted and out of the date nights, sex, etc. It was a Friday night and used to be our date night, run down to the local pub grab a bite and quick drink.

She usually only has 1 and controls herself, tonight was different and after 3 she was having fun. Got to what seemed like she was flirting with the guy next to her, I whispered in her ear if she was good and she just smiled and said it is all good, let’s have fun? I smiled and ordered another beer, she turned towards the guy and started having a more private conversation with him, which sounded like it turned towards coming over to our home and having a drink. She then turned to me and introduced me to her new friend “Dave” and we started on the small talk, what job you have, etc. Dave was maybe 5 years younger than us, in-shape and good looking. My wife butted in and said she was ready to go home and asked Dave if he was coming over for a night cap, this was very strange for her to do this, but I went along.

Dave accepted the offer and said he would follow us, on the route home my wife said she wanted beşevler escort to see another naked man and hoped I would not mind, as she said she felt I wanted the same thing, a little embarrassed, I did agree I was curious. She laughed and said well and let’s see where it goes. We were only 10 minutes from the home, so a short drive.

We got home, my wife asked me to help Dave with a drink while she went upstairs. I handed Dave a beer and we went into the living room to relax and again small talk. My wife came down 15 minutes later wearing a thong and matching bra and asked if we are ready for some fun.

She told me to move next to Dave on the couch where she got on her knees and started to rub our crotches, which both of us were already pitching a tent. She undid his pants first and pulled out his cock, which was very similar to mine and began to stroke it. She told me that I had to do mine on my own, which I stripped off my clothes and sat back down, she said to stroke my own cock as she started to kiss and suck on his cock, while I watched and stroked my cock. She then came off of büyükesat escort his cock and gave me a wet kiss and made me suck her tongue, asking how it taste and she knows I want some.

I was blushing and she said go ahead and try it, it feels so good to have a cock in your mouth; she took my hand and made me touch and then stroke his cock. Go ahead, put it in your mouth she said as I bent over and started to lick his cock and finally try to suck it, which was difficult considering it was my first time I have tried this. I got into a good rhythm and he started to rock back and forth, while my wife stroked my cock and started to finger fuck my ass, which she has done a few times before.

I continued to enjoy sucking Dave’s cock and as started to moan, I sucked harder which he finally blew his load in my mouth and I sucked up every drop and kept his cock in my mouth as it started to soften up. My wife said I was a good little cock sucker who knows how to finish the job, Dave said it was one of the best BJ’s ever…

My wife kept sucking my cock and had me to ready to blow my load çankaya escort when she stopped and said she needs to be fucked to show our new friend how I fuck her. She got on all four as I entered her from behind and started to go to town.

Dave seemed like he liked what he saw, his cock started to spring back to life and my wife asked him to get closer as she sucked his cock to full strength while I fucked her, this had me on the edge and I filled her pussy with cum. She rolled over and ordered me to lick her clean, I never have done this before, but went ahead and got between her legs and started to clean her up.

My wife was still sucking Dave’s cock when she told him to fuck my ass as I eat her pussy. He was hesitant, so was I and never had any contact with another man and I already sucked my first cock and about to get my ass fucked in the same night.

My wife told him I want it, don’t worry she has fucked my ass with her fingers plenty of time and really enjoyed it, which was true. He said what the heck and moved around behind me, and I felt his cock probe around my ass.

He slowly started to penetrate me a little at a time, it was very tight and I felt every bit of his cock as he entered me. He was able to get his whole cock in and started to pump my ass and get into a rhythm and my wife encouraged him to fuck me harder and fill my ass with cum, Dave fucked faster and harder, felt so good and I can tell he liked as he filled me with cum and kept pumping until he fell out.

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“Five minutes to Four in the Goddamn morning,” Caroline spat when she turned the ignition of her car to start it, her voice hoarse from the previous seven hours she had just spent alone with her Ex-Husband.

“I gotta get home and at least try to get a few hours of sleep before work… ” Caroline half dazedly muttered before stopping in mid breath when she saw the message light blinking on her charging cell phone.

“That can’t be good,” she groaned, not immediately recognizing the number on the display.

“Hi Caroline… this is Dave Sisler… from the office. Its about 8:30 or so… a couple of other things came to mind that I wanted to run by you. Don’t worry about calling me back… if you can though… maybe try to get to the office an hour or so earlier in the morning… I think you can be a really big help to me on this project Caroline… thanks again and I’ll see you in the at 7 maybe,” her Boss’ voice trailed off before the click that ended the call slapped her across her sleepy face.

“Shhh… iitttt,” Caroline groggily hissed, her hope of getting at least a few hours of sleep and still being able to get to work on time, now dashed.

“You could always go in late and say you didn’t get the message,” the fibbing part of Caroline’s psyche offered even though she knew deep down she had a good thing going at the office and didn’t want to mess up the goodwill she had already forged.

“And Besides… a long day at work will be a good thing… you’ll need something to take your mind of what happened with Steven earlier tonight… because you know your gonna feel like crap as soon as these endorphins start wearing off… not to mention the guilt that’s gonna come with it… “

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Somehow, Caroline had been able to drive herself home, sneaked in an hour’s worth of shuteye, showered and got herself to work 15 minutes before Dave Sisler arrived at the office. Propped up by more coffee than any human should have rightly consumed in one day, Caroline had made it to 5 o’clock but as she headed to her car for the ride home that evening, she was mentally and physically spent.

Checking her cell phone for any new messages, Caroline for some explicable reason felt crestfallen when there wasn’t anything from Steven on her answering service.

“What… like you thought he was gonna actually call you after last night?” her inner voice mocked. “He’s your Ex-Husband and he just wanted a lay… wasn’t that the same thing you wanted too… and now you feel guilty and mad that he didn’t call?”

Deep down, Caroline knew how silly and useless that pining for Steven was and thankfully, with each passing day, Caroline was able to put the events of that illicit and ill-fated rendezvous with her Ex out of her mind. As the holidays approached however, Caroline was frequently reminded of her current situation. She was still single, still bitter, still poor and with the office Christmas party coming up the following weekend, she didn’t have a clue who to find for a date.

Considering she was more than a little older than most of the single men at the Firm, not to mention, black and still new around the office, Caroline had no idea which way to turn until she arrived at the last dreaded option, a blind date.

Giving in and allowing a friend of hers from business school to fix her up with one of her cousins, Caroline didn’t meet Larry until a day before the party.

He turned out to be handsome enough, 41 and the divorced Father of two and upon seeing him in his tux and how good they looked on each other’s arm, Caroline figured she could have done worse. Still, as the evening progressed, it became clear there just wasn’t any chemistry between the two. The party itself was an ordeal, and Caroline was glad the open bar was free and Larry was driving.

The fact that so many of her co-workers were happily cavorting with their spouses or significant others, while she was forced to fake it with a man she barely even knew, made it that much more difficult.

The fact that Larry didn’t want to dance made the time move even slower. Sharing a few polite trips out onto the dance floor with various men from the office, Caroline tried to be the best social butterfly she could as the bourbon slowly dulled her cares away.

Doing the best she could to soak in the sights and scenery around her, Caroline gradually became drawn to the only other seemingly single person in the room, her boss, Dave Sisler. Having heard through the grapevine he had divorced before she began working at the Firm, Caroline couldn’t help but notice how Dave seemed to share quite a number of dances with various girl’s from the secretary pool.

“They’re all just networking,” she laughed to herself in between failed attempts to get Larry to take her out on the dance floor. “Besides… he’s the only single Partner at the Firm… just look at the way all the other wives of the Bigwigs have their Husbands by the ear keeping them from dancing with any of the ankara olgun escort younger girls.”

Just as she was watching Dave finish another quick dance with one of the other girls, their eyes suddenly locked. A few moments later, he had walked over and politely asked Caroline out onto the floor. Hesitant at first, not wanting to upset Larry, Caroline hemmed and hawed for a couple of seconds before nodding to her date and accepting her Boss’ invitation out to the center of the floor.

“You do look beautiful tonight Caroline… your Boyfriend is certainly a lucky man,” Dave complimented with real conviction as the two started to dance.

“Thank you,” Caroline replied after spending a moment to organize her bourbon washed sense of balance.

“He’s not my Boyfriend,” she started to tell Dave before deciding it was too awkward and useless to explain her and Larry’s arrangement.

Caroline self consciously seemed to feel everyone at the party’s eyes train on her as she spun around the dance floor with her Boss, especially the sights of some of the secretaries Dave had danced with earlier in the evening.

“They almost look like their jealous,” she laughed into her dance partner’s ear.

“Let them,” Dave cracked before whisking Caroline across the floor once again.

“You really are a good dancer Caroline,” Dave whispered softly into her ear. “Most of these younger girls can shake a grind just fine but they have no clue how to actually dance.”

“Thank you… you’re not too bad yourself,” Caroline once again babbled, feeling dizzier by the moment as her bosom pressed against Dave Sisler’s chest.

“He doesn’t look too happy,” Dave commented a few moments later, catching a quick glimpse over Caroline’s shoulder, at her date through the crowd.

“Who?” Caroline asked.

“The guy your with… he looks kind of bored over there against the wall,” Dave added.

“Oh… don’t worry about him,” Caroline’s chirped, her inebriated conscience thrilled someone cared enough about her to get a little jealous for a change.

“Not a bad position to be in,” she thought to herself. “Sharing a dance in one man’s strong arms while another’s getting jealous over you on the other side of the room.”

Within a few moments, the last song was over and Dave and Caroline shared a brief hug before she walked back over to join Larry.

Walking through the throng of revelers, Caroline couldn’t help but soak in the sexual vibe that was percolating through the room. Approaching her date, Caroline gave Larry a giddy and knowing smile as if to say the fun for the evening might not be completely over.

“You ready to go?” Caroline offered with more than a hint of tipsy suggestiveness.

“Yeah… I guess,” Larry dryly replied, helping Caroline to the coat room before the two headed back out into the awful, Mid December cold.

Once back in the comfort and warmth of Larry’s passenger seat, Caroline let out a long sigh of relief when the car finally turned on the main road home. Rolling down the window a few inches when she lit a cigarette, Caroline’s spine shivered from the duel sensation of the nicotine kicking in as well as the cool rush of air against her clammy skin.

“I had a great time Larry,” Caroline beamed between puffs of her Kool, extending her right leg all the way forward in the floor board until her evening dress hiked up enough so that her thick, well toned thigh was clearly visible to her date.

“Good,” Larry replied distantly.

“You OK?” Caroline finally asked, sensing a tone in Larry’s voice.

His dick hardening in his pants at the way Caroline had her leg propped up and exposed, even though Larry could sense from the way Caroline was acting he could probably have his way with her when they got back to her place, like so many other times in his life, Larry allowed his mouth and his insecurities to screw things up.

“Do you always dance that close with your Boss?” Larry accusingly asked out of nowhere, taking Caroline by complete surprise.

“Wha… ” was all the drunk woman in the passenger seat could muster.

“N… Nothing… its none of my business,” Larry quickly added, immediately knowing he had turned over a rock he shouldn’t have.

“Then why in the Hell did you bring it up?” Caroline incredulously spat. “I gave you every opportunity to get out there and dance with me and you said ‘no’ each time!”

“So… are you like trying to sleep your way to the top or something?” the man Caroline had known for all of two days sniped.

“WELL FUCK YOU,” Caroline screamed, having to fight the urge to reach over and gauge the man’s eyeballs out with her fingernails as he drove her home.

“I’m the one coming home with you ain’t I?” Caroline tried to reason a few moments later which elicited nothing but more brooding silence from Larry.

“Act just like my fucking drunk Ex-Wife,” Larry hissed under his breath about 20 seconds later, ankara ucuz escort still loud enough though for his date to hear, which brought nothing but shock to Caroline, who had no clue, or care, that Larry’s Ex had left him for her Boss several years earlier.

Thankfully, Larry took out his misplaced and ill-timed anger on the car’s accelerator and the two were back at Caroline’s apartment complex in less than 10 minutes. Sitting in the car as it idled, Caroline waited for a few moments before getting out in hopes Larry would say something to prove the last half hour was nothing more than a bad dream.

“Maybe I’ll call you sometime,” he finally offered, revving the engine several times to break up the uncomfortable silence after the words left his mouth.

“Fuckin’ hope not,” Caroline answered before getting out and slamming the car door hard.

Fishing her keys out of her purse, the radiating heat of anger in her cheeks sure to evaporate any tears that dared fall from her eyes, Caroline made her way up the steps to her third floor apartment. Fighting to get the key into the series of locks guarding her door with her drunken and shaky grip, once inside Caroline groaned loudly before kicking her heels across the room.

Closing the door quickly behind her and collapsing against its supportive frame, Caroline didn’t know whether to laugh or cry from how the night had turned out.

“Fucking sucks to be single,” she spat before dropping her woozy body down on the sofa.

Rubbing at both her sore feet for a few moments, Caroline looked over at the clock and a brief sparkle glimmered in her eyes.

“It’s only 11:35,” she thought out loud. “Bet Steven hasn’t gone to bed yet… “

“Don’t even think about it Caroline,” another voice quickly and thankfully interrupted. “The only thing you need right now is some sleep!”

There alone and motionless on the sofa, Caroline was left to fight all the demons that had so doggedly haunted her.

“I can’t sit here and listen to this,” she finally screeched out loud, pulling herself up from the sofa as her tightly bound breasts half spilled over the top of her dress.

“Thank God I’ve got tomorrow to sleep this off… I know I’m gonna feel like shit in the morning,” Caroline inherently knew as she staggered down the hallway towards her bedroom.

Standing at the foot of the bed in the dark, having missed twice trying to turn the light switch on as she walked through the doorway, Caroline’s head bobbed between her shoulders from the combination of inebriation and fatigue. Reaching down to blindly try lifting her dress up her body and over her head, she was forced to take a seat on the mattress before falling sideways on top of the comforter at the foot of the bed.

“GGRRRHHH,” Caroline groaned as she tried to right herself, finally getting the tight sequined gown all the way off.

Catching her breath for a moment before continuing, Caroline then reached around her back and unclasped the duel snaps of her bra. A second later, both her full, matronly breasts were freed and bounced like a pair of dark, robust melons against her chest.

“God… that’s better,” she sighed in relief before folding the bra straps all the way over shoulders.

Raising her hands to her bosom, Caroline clumsily pinched and kneaded the chocolate brown orbs in attempt to get the feeling back in them after they spent the entire evening in such binding constraints.

“Every-fucking-body else at that party is probably getting laid right now… Well everybody but Larry and that’s his own Goddamn fault,” Caroline drunkenly giggled before her bitter malaise kicked back in.

Nothing left on her body but her lacy white, French cut panties, Caroline rested her weary body on the edge of the bed before making her first attempt to lift her left feet off the floor so she could begin sliding down her underwear.

“You’re too old to be wearing things like these, Caroline,” she chided herself, remembering the look of ‘these must be a gift for your Daughter’ on the clerk’s face at the boutique when she bought them for the party, just in case something had happened afterwards.

The vague hint of her arousal slowly crept upwards as Caroline worked her panties off and dropped them to the floor.

“I can’t even give this damn pussy away!” she chuckled with a mix of anger and emptiness that only humor could conceal before she collapsed backwards on the center of the bed.

“Just go to sleep Baby… just go to sleep” Caroline told herself several times even though her right hand kept brushing at the dense tangle of pubic hair between her legs and the still slick and buttery slit that it hid.

Laying there in the dark, her head spinning as she stared up at the ceiling, Caroline tenderly rolled her fingers side to side around the outer rim of her pussy until her index finger slipped inside the puckered folds.

“OHHH,” she sheepishly squealed ankara yabancı escort under her breath.

“Dont do this, Caroline,” a guilty voice in her head scolded.

Having grown up in a nice, conservative Christian home, masturbation was a topic, and an act, completely foreign to Caroline until she went away to college. Even then, meeting up with Steven so soon after enrolling, having a man whose sexual appetite was as healthy as his, the need to gratify herself never was an issue. Even after he had started sewing his oats elsewhere during their marriage, Steven still had enough left in the tank to satisfy Caroline the one or two times a week that she had grown use to.

Upon becoming single however, between the inability to find quality dates in the pool of available men and situations like she just had with Larry when she did find a date, Caroline gradually came to discover the joys, albeit guilty ones, of self gratification. So it was with great reluctance she added two more fingers to the one already inside her brimming quim at the same time she began rotating her thumb over the spiked nub of her clitoris.

“DAMN,” Caroline huskily gasped, her body slithering on top of the sheets as she clamped her hand tight inside her swollen cunt with her powerful thighs.

Her glassy eyes half slitted open, Caroline could feel electrical pulses bombarding her brain each time she stabbed her fingertips through the oily sheath of her womb. Twisting her head to the side, Caroline caught a glimpse of the phone and the alarm clock sitting on the stand next to the bed.

“I bet he’s still up,” a needy voice inside of her murmured. “It’s only 7 little digits.”

“No… we won’t be doing that… I don’t care how drunk you are,” the last vestige of Caroline’s strength decided even though she pressed her fingers deeper inside her vagina when her mind fixated for the moment on her Ex-Husband.

Thrashing to the side until she had done a complete 180 on the bed, Caroline found herself flat on her belly with her hand still compressed on top of her fuming slit.

“God… these sheets are going to get filthy,” she thought for just an instant before beginning to hump her crotch up and down on her painfully arched hand and wrist.

Raising her ass into the air slightly so that her crotch was a few inches off the bed, Caroline created a better angle to swipe her fingers through the stoked furnace between her legs.

“Let’s get this over with quick,” she seethed, desperate to get what little consolation from the evening she could before she collapsed and finally fell asleep.

Trying her best to conjure the quickest image to help her cum, Caroline was left with one bad option after another. Her first inclination was to think about her date for the night. The way that the evening had ended left such a vile taste in her mouth however, Caroline briskly slapped at her pussy trying to put Larry out of her mind.

Her next option, while more erotic and certain to get her off, wasn’t at all healthy. Allowing her mind to slip back to Steven, as it always did in times of weakness, Caroline slowed the motions of her hand just enough until it felt like her pressed together fingers were a real cock jabbing at her cunt.

“Oh God that feel’s good,” she groaned as her fingers scissored through the damp, musky folds of her sex.

Knowing she could get herself off relatively quickly to the thought of her Ex, Caroline angrily fought that temptation until another equally perverse vision filtered into the fibers of her mind. Increasing the speed of the thrusts inside her pussy once again, images seemed to entangle behind Caroline’s rapidly fluttering eyelids until she yelped out loud at the vivid memory of dancing in the arms of her Boss, earlier in the evening.

Her drunk and flimsy legs unable to support her writhing frame, Caroline felt her knees give way until her belly had collapsed once again on the covers below. Disorientated, Caroline kept her fingers wedged inside her cunt even though her legs were fishtailing steadily lower on the mattress. Spreading her feet apart as she grinded down towards one of the diagonal corners of the bed, Caroline blindly slapped and spun her fingers through her dripping wet pussy.

The tips of her toes tapping the floor as she franticly humped her own hand, Caroline could literally feel her rapidly building orgasm igniting inside of her.

“YESSS… SSSSS… SSSS… YYYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS,” her voice crackled through the vacuum of silence in the bedroom, every bit of fatigue, desperation, angst and need she felt fusing together inside her body in a massive and debilitating release.

The explosive power of her orgasm was so intense, Caroline’s feet pressed down on the floor just before her entire body shot backwards, as if possessed, until her momentum had slammed her back flush into the 6 foot tall post rising from the corner of the bed. Her spine snugly in line with the hand carved, antique post, Caroline bucked and writhed against its unforgiving presence until she had scrubbed and squeezed every last bit of accumulated lust from her spasming snatch.

Her back lowering against the bed’s support when her legs finally gave out, Caroline drowsily pulled her fingers free from her distended labia and fell forward, face first into the ruffled sheets below and within a matter of minutes, was sound asleep.

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Me and Jordan were best friends, and we did almost everything together and have done a lot of other things together, but save that for another time.

When the upcoming events happened, at that time me and him both had very good looking girlfriends and loved being with them and talking about things we had did with them to the point where we wanted to have sex with the other’s girlfriend, but we just never had the chance to have that opportunity…until a June weekend when Jordan’s parents went out of town.

So we made a plan that on the Friday night of when they were gone that we would have a couples night were the four of us would just eat, drink, relax, and hopefully have sex with each other.

The big night had finally arrived and Jordan called me around 8:30 to say everything was ready. I then went and picked up my girlfriend Gina, who was looking beautiful in long sleeve brown v-neck shirt and tight pair of blue jeans that showed off her great ass. She gave me a kiss as she hopped in my car and we drove a few blocks down to Jordans where him and his girlfriend Lindsey where there and waiting. Lindsey was in a pink sweater that made here huge DD breast look nice and juicy and a skirt that went down to her knees. We treated them to a nice Steak dinner served with some white wine as we hoped a little alcohol would help fuel the mood.

Everything was going right to plan as they loved the meal and where starting to get a bit tipsy from the wine as we kept serving them glass after glass. After the meal we went down stairs to his family room with wine glasses and the bottle in hand having a great conversation about things while finishing the bottle and having everyone a nice buzz, we decided to do what else but pop another bottle..after pouring a new glass Gina stated…

Gina: I’m bored baby lets have some fun

Me: Well I guess we could hop in the hot tub?

Jordan bursted out That’s a great idea pal as he looked out back to his fairly nice size Jacuzzi hot tub.

Lindsey: Well I don’t have a bathing suit and I doubt Gina does either.

Me: Well I mean since it’s just us four and we’re so close I think we can handle just going in naked? What do you say babe?

As I asked my GF Gina I rubbed her stomach around her belly button hoping to god she agreed.

Gina: Well I’m fine with that if you two are?

Jordan and Lindsey looked at each other and nodded as all four off us would soon be naked and in the hot tub. The girls decided they would change up in his room and that we should be in the hot tub by the time they got back.

Me and Jordan then went out back and put the Wine Glasses and the bottle on a little table by the hot tub and looked towards his room as their shadows outlined them undressing as me and him started getting excited

Jordan:{while undressing} Great thinking out there man we’ll be fucking them in no time.

Me while also getting nude: I know this is gonna be the best sex we’ll ever have

As we both got nude at the same time I checked out his naked frame that I’d seen before, I was tall and slender and he was a bit shorter but more built. We both had pretty nice cocks and not just from our own regards. Mine was an inch or two longer but no big difference as we both shaved our balls and trimmed our pubes. We smiled as we climbed in the hot tub and sat at opposite ends waiting for them to come outside.

A couple minuted later the finally did in matching white beach towel the covered them from their cleavage to their shins. They smiled when they saw we weren’t bluffing as our clothes where scattered on the ground. The approached the Jacuzzi and Lindsey took off her towel first as Gina quickly followed.

Lindsey had long blonde hair and blue eyes that went great with her smooth peach skin. She had very large Double D breast with silver dollar sized pink nipples that looked great. I wanted to squeeze them right then and there. With a small but tight ass and a little troff of blonde pubic hair above her vagina I knew I’d have fun with her tonight.

My lovely Gina always looked stunning naked, as she removed her towel Jordan couldn’t take his eyes off her. She had Hazelnut hair and deep green eyes on her nice tan body. With not as big breast, 34B’s, they were much perkier. Her ass though could never be out done. It was curvy and round but not too big like out of some rap videos, but it was soft and great and I was tappin it With a semi-thick landing strip the led to her sweet tight pussy I knew I couldn’t do much better then her.

As they entered tandoğan escort the hot tub and got next to their own lovers me and Jordan had gotten major hard-ons from the peep show and both of our girlfriends knew it but it was alright as they were drunk and becoming turned on themselves. We put our arms around them and relaxed as the jet streams hit us and we chatted and began our attempts to finish this bottle of wine. While the hot tub was pretty big it got a little cozier in the middle as everyone’s legs where rubbing together but no one really minded it.

Every so often me and Gina would share a soft kiss as would the other couple but I knew I needed to start taking things further. So I went at it and me and Gina started making out heavily in passion as I felt her soft breast I could tell she was as horny as me as her nipples where as hard as diamonds. I peered over to Jordan and Lindsey to see they had followed suit and where engaged in passing second base as he caressed her large breast which had harden nipples as well.

While me and Gina continued to make out her hand made its way down to may stiff cock as she rubbed it ever so slightly in the water she whispered “Let go make love hunny” I kissed and whispered back we will soon baby. As I continued to kiss her I started to rub her thigh and I whispered in her ear Don’t you think Lindsey looks good? She mouthed a soft what to me as I repeated my statement she says in my ear…

Gina: I guess so but where is this coming from?

Me: Well I mean all of us are having a great time together why should we separate now?

Gina: What do you mean like they should join us?

Me: Yea we might enjoy it.

Gina: I don’t know..

Me: I’m not forcing you into anything but I think we’ll have a great time.

Gina: How do you know they want to?

Me: Let’s see…

I nudged Jordan with my foot and he looked at me out the corner of his eye. I winked at him and he gave me a nod as he slowed down his tempo with Lindsey he said “it’s gettin a bit chili I think we should get inside”

Me and Gina agreed as we all stepped out and started to dry off as Me and Jordan still had erections and the girls were still obviously aroused. Once we were all fully dried the girls wrapped towel around their bodies and we all went back into the living room while me and Jordan were still in the buff. I could see he Lindsey kept taking peeks at my cock I knew it was time to act. Before I said anything I whispered in Gina’s ear “Do you still wanna do this?” She gave me a trusting smile and nod with her wide eyes as I then asked…

Me: Lindsey you know you have a really great body.

Lindsey: Um thanks {she giggles afterwards as she is still drunk as with the rest of us}

Me: Would you mind if me and Gina had a feel?

Lindsey: I guess that alright

I took the open invitation as me and Gina inched towards her, she removed her towel and her curvy body was there in front of us me and Gina got on our knees in front of the couch we each massaged and rubbed a breast as they were big enough for two hands on just one of her large jugs. As we cupped and rubbed her large tits she let out soft moans, I could tell Gina was enjoying it and me and Jordan both knew the girls where ready so he stated…

Jordan: I think we all should try a little experimentation tonight, if you guys are down?

Gina: Sounds like fun.

Jordan: Great, how about you Lindsey?

{Me and Gina stop feeling her up as she comes out of her slight sexual coma}

Lindsey: Umm like what did you have in mind?

Jordan: We will just have to see where things go.

With that said Jordan bent down on the coach above Lindsey and started to kiss her as me and Gina scooted over and got on the couch next to them as we started to make out again I softly whispered an “I love you” to her as she kissed me some more. A few moments later Lindsey broke off from Jordan and went down on him as she started to jerk and massage his cock a little. Gina saw this and followed suit as she got on her knees and wrapped her soft hand around my cock and said in a sexy tone “how about some blowjobs boys?” We responded with smiles and nods as our respective girlfriends went down and began to suck lick and jerk our hard pricks. I would groan from pleasure ever so often as Gina was going at it like a pro and I could Lindsey had some expertise as I watched her suck on Jordans cock and play with his balls. I felt like I was going to climax tunalı escort soon so I stopped Gina and lifted her up and had her prop her self up against the couch.

With her back to me and her bent over slightly I rubbed my hands down her chest feeling her breast a little as I lowered them down to her crotch and rubbed her pussy a Lil before getting on my knees and taking a few licks at her pussy to get it nice and wet. I then rose up and got behind her as I aligned my cock even with her vagina and slowly entered her wet snatch inching in a little bit more each time before getting a nice rhythm going I began to pump in and out of her dripping wet tight pussy as she moaned in ecstasy.

After the other two saw we had started to fuck the felt comfortable to do the same as Lindsey got up and got on Jordan’s lap and slowly as she mounted his erect cock slowly before she started to ride his dick like a bull as her tits bounced up and down against her chest she tried to hold them with one arm while holding on to the couch with the other as Jordan squeezed her ass as he was banging her pussy like a drum.

Watching each other fuck was only turning us all on more as I kept fucking Gina as hard as possible with my balls slapping up against her ass she moaned “Oh baby yes that’s it Im about to cum just keep fucking me, yes yes yes oh god Im cumming” she yelled as her body convulsed and an orgasm ripped through her body I felt my balls tighten up so I pumped in and out of her a few more times while she was cumming down from her first orgasm I pulled out just before I

shot my load and had her turn around so I could cum on her chest as I blew my load and groaned as I painted her tits and chin in my jizz.

While all of this was going on Lindsey never stopped moaning and panting as she rode her lover as he knew he couldn’t take this non stop ride anymore he told Lindsey to get up and sit on the couch. She followed his order and sat back as she played with her wet pussy got up and jerked off his load and her big sweaty breast and he streamed three lines of hot white jizz on her big tits, she then followed to lick the cum of her own tits as we all laid on the couch next to each other trying to catch our breaths we pondered what to do next.

Lindsey: So what can we do now?

Me: Well we could switch things up {I followed my statement by resting my head on Lindsey’s thigh and slightly touching her crotch}

Gina: That sounds good but we all need to kiss first

Gina got up and laid a sweet kiss on me as our lips and tongues met and Jordan and Lindsey did the same, then we switched as I kissed my friends girl friend and he did the same to mine. After I broke the kiss Lindsey and Gina’s eyes met and they wrapped their arms around each other and had a hot lesbians kiss as their tongues wrapped around each others and their tits mashed up against the others. After they broke their sensual connection they looked at us and said go ahead as they giggled and waited for us to finish the game. We reluctantly brought our manly bodies together and shared a kiss that was boring and very unsexy compared to the one before us but we carried on.

After we where done Gina and Lindsey had another small chuckle as Gina pinched Lindsey’s ass as she walked to me and kissed me again as I felt her great tits again and sucked on them as Jordan went to Gina and kissed her and played with her tits and pussy as things started to heat up again.

I felt no reason to hold back as I slid my hard penis into Lindsey’s tight pink pussy as she moaned when my cock first entered her I picked her up and placed her on the carpet as She wrapped her legs around me and I fucked her in the missionary position. Her warm pussy felt better and better with he stroke in and out and back in as she rubbed her tits while being fucked and was loving every moment of it.

Not wanting to be outdone Gina led Jordan on the floor next to us as she propped herself up on all fours bent her backside out proudly as Jordan positioned himself behind her and they began to have a some doggy style sex as he moved his hips in back and forth hammering her pussy from behind as they almost moaned and groaned in sync. There was something oddly arousing seeing me friend fuck my girlfriend and rub her tits as she moaned in pleasure, and Im sure Jordan felt the same things as we would continually look at what me and Lindsey where doing and would smile.

I continued thrusting in and out of Lindsey sexy sweaty body as she stopped türbanlı escort rubbing her tits and rubbed her clit as her body tensed up more and more she started to moan out “Oh fuck Im gonna cum oh oh ooh god Im CUMMING ” she yelled out as she lost control and grabbed on to me tight as she pulled me in for one last hard thrust as all nine inches of my cock rammed into her pussy and my balls slapped against her an orgasm ripped through her she let go and hardly moved as she panted for breath I knew I was ready to blow my load so I pulled out of her wet pussy and looked at her huge double D’s as she smiled and nodded I stuck my cock in between the large mounds of flesh and she squashed them together as I pumped my dick in between her tits a few times before warning her I was about to cum and I finally did getting jizz allover her chin chest and in between her tits as I pulled it out and she sucked my dick clean I then laid on the ground next to her as we spooned a little and I played with her tits and pussy as we watched the other two finish up.

Just about the time we came back down to Earth Gina was moaning heavily as her pussy was practicly dripping from the pleasure she was receiving as without warning she moan “Im gonna cum as her body about gave up and she laid on the ground after she came bas her knees couldn’t hold her up after wards Jordan pulled out of her and she turned around as he jerked himself off on Gina’s face and she licked and swallowed his semen.

As Gina gathered herself back up she rolled over near me and gave me and Lindsey a kiss as she said..

Gina: God this is so great

Lindsey: I know I’ve never been fucked so hard, I couldn’t take another fucking like that.

Gina: Yea I need some more tender and softer pleasure

Lindsey: Well how about we switch again..but this time me and Gina will group up.

Jordan: So were going same sex?

Gina: “I guess so” she said smiling as she got on top of Lindsey and they started to make out again while they let their hands search each others feminine bodies. Me and Jordan sat up on the couch and played with our dicks a little as they looked over at us.

Lindsey: Hey you two don’t need to be shy.

Me: Oh we wont be

After saying that I knew we had to fool around to see their sexy escapades so me and Jordan fondled each others cocks and balls. Something we had done before but didn’t enjoy it when their where pussy’s that could have done the job. Either way the girls got back at it as Lindsey’s fingers explored Gina’s pussy while they where kissing still as Gina would let soft moans out. To decide who would suck who first me and Jordan played rock paper scissors and…I lost. It had always seemed Jordan was into the bi stuff more since he had wanted to try anal a few times but I was never down with it. As a graceful loser I went down and began sucking his cock getting about half of it in but doing mostly jerking as I was more into watching the girls as was Jordan who sat back and would squeeze my as while watching the girls.

They would peer at what we where doing every now and then but where really getting into each other as Gina got up and moved her body around so the girls could 69. It was so sexy watching them fingered lick and eat each others pussies as both of them would stop licking only to moan it seemed. This aroused Jordan so much that he quickly came allover himself and my hand, as he licked the cum up himself.

I sat back and let Jordan begin to go down on me as he licked and sucked my hard cock as I focused on the girls lesbian action. They where still deep into their love making as they sucked on each other’s clits and fingered their hot wet snatches as they soon both moaned out they where cumming as they squirted their juices in each others mouth and face, this sexy scene made me instantly pop a load into Jordans warm mouth and he swallowed the jizz.

The girls turned around to each other and shared a soft passionate kiss as they laid and tried to catch their breaths, me and Jordan rubbed our cocks till they where hard again and positioned ourselfs around Lindsey as he began to slowly insert his cock in her ass while I started to fuck her pussy. While we where gang banging her, Gina positioned her pussy over her mouth with her ass to her fore head as Lindsey would eat her pussy while Gina rubbed and massaged her big firm tits. We all gave everything we have in this intense orgy as we all where pleasuring each other a final chain reaction started as first Gina came in Lindsey’s mouth and an orgasm ripped through Lindsey’s body due to her double stuffing. I quickly pulled my cock out before I came and shot my load on Lindsey’s tits and Jordan came in Lindsey’s ass as we both pulled out and laid next to our girlfriends as our multi hour sex romp was coming to an end. We all shared a nice kiss before going to his parents bed and passing out naked together.

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This is the penultimate chapter of “What Am I Doing Here?”

The Next Morning, 7 a.m.

MaryJane Huffman woke up ready to be fucked. Better, to be fucked by guys pulling a train on her. Better yet, the guys would all be black and well hung.

Up until three months ago, the only sex she had enjoyed for over three years was with her dildo and vibrator. Now, here she was happily thinking about seven cocks fucking her one at time. And they were big fat black cocks.

It would happen a few hours from now. She could feel that her body preparing itself for the fucking. Her tits were tight, her nipples hard, her clit swollen and her cunt wet..

Mrs. MaryJane Huffman, slut, felt gooooooood. Mary Jane, slut, felt very good. Mrs. Huffman, slut, felt extremely good. Yes, Mrs. Huffman, who taught English to the students in the all-male Holy Mother of God High School, was a slut and she was ready!

She stood naked in front of her bathroom’s full length mirror and admired her body. It was a body worth admiring. 31 years old, but her body was still as hard as it had been when she had run track in college. Her legs were long and trim, her thighs muscled, just heavy enough, but sleek. Her labia were just visible behind her thick bush of brown pubic hair, and the cunt lips swelled to show their fleshy pink color. She could see the hint of dewy wetness that glistened in the pink and that signaled her arousal. Her abdominals were taut and trim. Her pert round breasts were dainty but solid.

She turned and looked over her shoulder, the better to inspect her behind in the mirror. Nice. Her ass was saucy enough, presenting two rounded globes of sweet and lush feasts

for staring eyes. Her ass curved out from her slim waist so that a man walking behind her and watching its saucy bounce was guaranteed to get a hard on.

Yes, things were good. She was feeling well rested, well refreshed, and well fucked. The sex she had experienced the past days and weeks had left not even the slightest trace on her body or on her appearance.

If anything, it had imparted a healthy glow to her skin.

But, best of all, her modesty, the trepidation she had felt about succumbing to her libidinous urges had all but disappeared. Her need to deny the lust she felt was gone. She had finally accepted that she was a horny person, more, that she was in need of and that she looooved good sex from anyone and anywhere——that she was an out and out total slut

Still looking at the mirror, she stretched her arms out over her head in a V for victory sign, just as she had after winning a 1500 meter race in college and smiled a wide smile that illuminated her beautiful face.

It was amazing what two nights of sound sleep did for her. Fresh, rested, ready, she was prepared for the fucking of her life later this morning.

She was, finally, all alone in her condo apartment. After they had practiced for a while to get her more comfortable with anal fucking, she sent Harold McCarthy on his way last night, locked her door, showered, and slept the sleep of the just. Although she had set her alarm for eight a.m., she had been awake, lying in bed hours before, eyes closed as she imagined scenes from the fuck train she would be pulling later today, big fat cocks in her cunt, her mouth, her ass, her hands, big fat black cocks.

Mary Jane Huffman was going to do it. She was going to show up at Leroy and Marquise’s house for her royal gangbang. It would be the final confirmation of her sluthood.

Harold McCarthy had described for her last night while they had fucked everything that would happen after she got to Leroy and Marquise’s place. Harold, her former student was her mentor about matters of sex. At least he had been last night. He had, while his cock rested in her cunt, explained what would happen at the gangbang. He told her that the guys would fuck her one by one, pull a train, he called it. Harold had lied to her many times in the past, but she chose to believe him last night. While his prick was in her cunt or in her mouth or in her ass, he told her about the guys who would be there. He said that the guys did it because they thought that sluts were the reason the Earth was round. They loved sluts and wanted to welcome them into sluthood. So had Harold told her.

Mrs. Huffman hadn’t been sure until last night, until, after some practice anal and, actually, while she and Harold had been engaged in a mutual satisfying sixty-nine, that she would go ahead and do it!

Doing the gangbang would initiate her into the world of sluthood, the world of those women who loved sex and loved getting fucked and who weren’t afraid to admit to themselves their need and their happy acceptance of that need.

For so many years, ever since her divorce, she had denied her sluthood, refused to admit even to herself how much she craved fucking. Last night, while debating in her mind whether to accept the proposal for a train pulling ulus escort gang bang, she had realized how her previous refusal to accept her slutty nature had caused her, at the end, to fall into the snare set by her former students, become a victim of their blackmail and end up as their unwilling, cum bucket. Now, Mrs, Huffman thought, she would never have to get involved in the stupid games of saying no when she should have been saying yes, of denying when she should have been affirming.If she decided to become a cum bucket, it was because she wanted to do it, not some 18-year-old students who had richparents.

She realized that acknowledging her sluthood to herself would let her control her urges.

Three eggs, two slices of bacon, toast, and a big mug of coffee were in front of her on the table and she dug in, ate with relish. As she ate, she considered how she should dress for the event.

She wanted to look good wasn’t the right word. She wanted to look bad, but good. The last time she had been to the house, she had been wearing her cum splattered, creased dress and hadn’t washed in nearly two days. Today, at least she would be washed and clean.

What she wore would have to be perfect. No underwear, that went without saying. Her tailored white tee shirt was it, that was what she would wear. She had bought it several years ago on impulse, but had not worn it except to try it on in her apartment. It was made of knitted silk and clung to her body. Her nipple and aureole were clearly outlined through the material. It would hug tightly to the curve of her ass. It was long enough to reach down only two or maybe three inches below her crotch, revealing nearly all of her long legs. Of course, for shoes her four inch stiletto heels. They were, after all, her fuck me shoes and would perfectly set off the curve of her ass.

Yes, acknowledging to her self that she was a slut sure made getting dressed easy.

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It had taken her way too long to admit her slutiness to herself.

Harold had recognized that she was a slut the first time he had seen her, as soon as she had walked into his junior year high school English class. Still, it had taken more than a year in a half for him and his pals to get her in a situation where they could fuck her. But, even as she had cum and cum again while they were fucking her she had refused to admit to her self that she wanted their cocks.

Her pussy had begun to get wet the second she smiled at them, her four students sitting on the porch outside their motel room and waving at her as she ran by. She was wet and she was horny. She had stopped and walked over to speak with them. Hell, the reason she had walked over was that she wanted to prove to herself that this group of 18year-old boys in military uniforms could never get her horny enough for her to lose control. That’s what she told herself.

When she had walked over to them, that was the first step on her trip to later this morning and her going to get fucked by seven big black cocks.

She remembered that night at the motel. She remembered that it had been a mardi gras celebration. She had held her back out straight so as to push her breasts forward. She walked by placing the heel of her foot after each step she took directly in front of where the toe of her last step had trod, accentuating the undulating curve of her ass as she walked. She told herself that it would make them respect her more if they saw her as a hot mama.

She had been assigned as a chaperone for the class’s trip to the state capital mardi gras celebration. Somehow she had been separated from the other chaperones. She ended up at a room in another wing of the motel. The guys had a room in a separate wing. She had been out for her regular evening run when she had seen them and they had waved to her and she had taken those steps.

They had been so polite and respectful. Even that jerk, Harold McCarthy, was being polite and respectful. She mused that because she was looking nice and sexy the boys were being nice and respectful. She was wearing basketball style shorts and a loose tee shirt and sneakers. It was an innocent outfit (what else to wear while out on a run), but it sure was sexy. Anyway, first there had been some polite banter about the trip and the weather and the school’s chance in the State tournament. After a few minutes of that she had asked what they were doing. They told her that they had gone to the convenience store across the street but had been carded and weren’t able to buy any beer. Yeah, they were old enough to get in the army to fight for their country, but they weren’t old enough to buy beer, they told her. Mrs. Huffman had had a couple of glasses of wine before going out on her run. Maybe that was why the boy’s story had touched her heart. At any rate, she, determined to show them that their teacher was no fuddy-duddy, offered to go to the store and yenimahalle escort buy the beer for them. She was feeling so good that she even offered to pay for the beer with her own money because they were so nice and polite.

When she came out of the store with two six packs of beer for them and a wine decanter for her self, they were waiting for her. They wanted to help her carry her purchase to their room. It was so nice of them. She was thrilled at how polite they were being as she handed over the beer and wine for them to carry. All the while as they crossed the street walking together, she in the middle, two boys on either side, they joked about how cool she was for a teacher. When they got to the porch in front of their room, they all sat down, she and the boys, on the stairs and continued their friendly joking.

They opened a beer each. One of them went inside to open her wine decanter and came out with the decanter opened. He had also managed to secure a glass into which he had poured some of the wine. She finished her glass of wine and started on a second glass while they drank their beer. She was beginning to feel very good. She even smiled at their off color jokes even though she didn’t think the jokes were appropriate to be told to a teacher. She shouldn’t really have had another glass of wine, but they were being so agreeable and respectful and she didn’t want to ruin the moment, so she did, just one more glass and it wasn’t even a full glass.

By the time she had finished her wine and the boys had finished their beer, the talk turned to the subject of marijuana. Efforts to legalize the weed “for medicinal purposes” were underway in the state so it seemed an alright subject for discussion. Mrs. Huffman had impressed the boys with her candor when she had admitted to smoking pot when she was in college, even a few times in high school. The boys were thinking she was so cool, so a invited her in to just take one puff, that was all.

It was a cozy little room, two beds, a dresser a couch, a chair and a tv set. The boys took the couch and the chair, so she sat on the bed. She was sort of…..she felt a tremor at her clit, a glow warming her cunt, but the boys were real gentlemen.

She was feeling a little bit woozy by the time they passed the joint to her, but, not wanting to seem too “square”, she took a toke. She washed the toke down with another sip of wine, this time from the bottle. She was having some trouble focusing when they passed her the roach again, but she turned her head no and laid down on the bed. Her head was spinning.

She heard one of the lads asking her if she was ok.

She told him that she was, she just needed to lie down for a second. She asked for a glass of water. The decanter of wine was all empty and she was thirsty. When the boy came back with the water, he had to help her sit up so she could hold it in her hands. Somehow, he ended up with her breasts pushing against his body and he holding her in his arms. She was so grateful to him for bringing the water that she wanted to reward him for the gesture. She gave him a little kiss on the lips. Immediately, she recognized that it wasn’t proper for a teacher to be kissing a student on the lips, so she apologized. But the boys were so polite and nice, They told her not to worry, that it was nothing. And to show her that it was really nothing, each came over to her on the bed and gave her a kiss on the lips too.

So far things had not gone too far, so she told them that she was feeling better and that she thought she had better leave. They agreed, but asked for one last kiss before she left. She wasn’t sure that another kiss was too good an idea, but the boys had been so nice and respectful so far that she thought one last kiss wouldn’t do any harm. When the kiss from one of the boys, she thought it was Harold, but she wasn’t sure, lasted too long and then, when he tried to put his tongue into her mouth, she realized that things had indeed gone too far, so she pushed him away.

The effort it took to push him away made Mrs. Huffman more dizzy. Her head fell back onto the pillow. She smiled up at the boys who were now looking down at her. Everything had been going so well, she didn’t want to harm the pleasant camaradie she had shared with the boys. She smiled to let them know she was ok. She tried to sit up once more but, again, her head fell back onto the pillow. This was so embarrassing, but the boys were no nice about it all. She felt one of them lift her legs onto the bed and cover her with the blanket that had been folded at the foot of the bed. So nice. She was so comfortable.

And then one of them picked up her foot, unlaced her sneaker and took it off. He took off her other sneaker and then reached down and took off both her socks. It was such a nice thing for him to do. She smiled up at him. The other boys stood by him looking down at her, seeing if they could do anything to help. She heard one of them ask if she was ok. She smiled up at him. She was fine. Everything was ok. “You are being so kind. You are so nice,” she said.

It was then that she heard one of them tell her that she would be more comfortable if they loosened the training bra she was wearing beneath her tee shirt, that it was probably too tight. Off course, they had to take the tee shirt off first. She said ok because she had the bra on and anyway they would cover her with the blanket after they took the bra off. She wasn’t sure if she should say anything when they said that the elastic of her basketball shorts was too tight and they removed her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties. She was a bit concerned because they would see the hairy bush of dark hair that covered her cunt and think she was too careless to shave down there. But none of them said anything nasty. One of them said that it looked nice and sexy. She smiled at the compliment. She also thought the thick thatch of hair around her pubic mound looked sexy. Right at that moment, right then and there, she should have stopped everything. She knew what was going on. She felt that maybe things were going too far. But she hadn’t done anything. It was so nice and comfortable under the blanket. And they really hadn’t done anything. They had just made her comfortable. She was still too dizzy.

When the kissing started, that was when she really tried to stop things. One of them was on top of her, the blanket was between them, but she could feel his hard cock pressing against her pudendum through the blanket, and he was kissing her. Oh, his tongue was in her mouth. She raised her arms, attempting to push him off of her, but she didn’t have the strength to do that. Instead, her hands remained lightly resting at his shoulder.

She knew that things had really, really gone too far when she realized that whichever of them it was, she thought it was Jeff Bannon but wasn’t sure, was all naked too and was on top of her and was underneath the blanket with her. This was for sure going too far, much too far. And when she felt his cock push against the lips of her vagina, she absolutely knew positively that this had gone much, much, much too far. She tried to say something, tried to ask him to stop, but she was too woozy to get any words out. She tried to get him to stop but didn’t know the words to say. And when she felt his cock enter into her vagina she thought that things had gone so far that they weren’t going to stop.

And they didn’t stop.

Things were blurry from that point on, but Mrs. Huffman knew that she was being fucked. She knew that her pussy was wet from the boy’s cum or her own pussy juice, probably from both, and that the boys were taking turns fucking her. She knew that at least one of them had tried to put his cock into her mouth. At least one of them, possibly two, maybe three of them, probably all four of them had put their cocks against her mouth. She didn’t think any of them had succeeded in getting his organ into her mouth, but she wasn’t sure. Well, one, or was it two, had and she thought she had sucked their cocks.

Somewhere along the way, maybe after the second or third of her former students had fucked her, she had had an orgasm. It had not been the greatest orgasm of her life, her vibrator had accomplished better orgasms for her, but it was definitely an orgasm, her clit twitching madly, her vagina contracting and sparks of heat flying from her cunt all the way up to her stomach. And she had had a couple more, maybe more than a couple more of orgasms as they continued their fucking.

Later, after they had all finished and after she had sobered up, they had sort of apologized. She wasn’t sure if the whole thing hadn’t been her fault. But they told her they had two pictures of the event. They showed her the pictures and promised that the pictures would never be shown to anyone.

Of course, later the pictures had been used to blackmail her into having sex with them. The blackmail for sex lasted for a period of two months until she had retrieved the picture two weeks ago. But by the time she had destroyed the pictures, it was too late. Her slut nature had been revealed.

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But that was then. Now was now. And as the slut she now knew she was, she didn’t need any wine to get her ready to fuck. It was nearly time to go to Leroy and Marquise’s house to pull the train.

Fuck it, she wouldn’t wear the tee shirt she had planned on wearing. Mrs. Huffman had a better idea. She went to her bureau and retrieved the basketball style shorts she had worn that night at the motel. She also found the tee shirt she had worn that day. The tee shirt with the words, WHAT NOW decorating her chest. The outfit was the right one for her to wear today. She didn’t put on either a bra or panties. Why would she?

Before she got to their house, MaryJane Huffman stopped at the drive through and bought two six packs of beer and a gallon of wine for the guys who would be taking care of her.

She was feeling very good. No victim she. She was here to get not to give. She was free at last. MaryJane didn’t think it inappropriate to quote Dr. King. Sluts were a minority too.

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The girls looked around the room and laughed at the mess they had made while sexing each other. The bed covers were nowhere near the bed and clothes were tossed in piles all over the floor.

“Sheryl, you go ahead and get in the shower and I’ll try to clean this place up real quick. Here take this with you,” Stephanie giggled as she removed her pussy juice soaked strap-on and tossed it to Sheryl. “I still want to use it later. I’m going fuck the shit out of Darryl’s sexy ass now that I’m all worked up.”

Sheryl padded off to the shower and Stephanie quickly straightened up the room then went to use the phone to call down to ask the Front Desk people to tell Darryl to meet her in the lobby instead of coming straight up to the room. Unfortunately she was shocked to find out the phone wasn’t even working.

“I’m going down to take care of something. I’ll be right back,” She called out to Sheryl.

Stephanie slipped into some shorts, a t-shirt, and some sandals to run down and see what was wrong with the phone and try to head off Darryl. Sheryl was barely listening in the steaming hot shower as she was working herself to another orgasm plunging the fake penis in and out of her insatiable pussy.

“MMMMMMM, I wish this was the real thing. Steph fucked me good but there’s something about a man putting some force behind his dick that just does something to me.”

Sheryl began to imagine her moist pussy being filled by a man’s cock. She closed her eyes and worked the rubber fuck stick in and out of her cunt while the steaming hot water caressed her raised nipples. Her orgasm approached fast and hit hard. Since she was still so aroused from the earlier encounter her body shook as she moaned to herself while cumming for the third time.

“OHHHHHHH shit yeeeeeeeeeeessss!!”

She began to feel a little envious towards her best friend knowing that Stephanie’s evening of fucking and sucking was going to continue and hers would come to an abrupt end. Since she couldn’t expect to get any loving at home. “Maybe I can talk Steph into setting up a threesome with me and Darryl,” she thought to herself. “Naw, she probably wouldn’t go for that since she’d have to share that man’s beautiful black dick with me.” …as she recalled Stephanie’s description of Darryl during one of their girl-to-girl chats. As she washed, Sheryl began to imagine what Darryl’s cock would taste like wrapped by her full lips as it slid over her tongue…

Darryl thanked the Front Desk help for his room key and headed for the elevator. His dick began to stiffen in his pants as he remembered the events that occurred when he and Stephanie got together before. He pushed the button to the elevator and waited thinking… “I can’t wait to hold her in my arms again.” He was completely in love with Stephanie and that made they’re sexual escapades even more enjoyable. He had finally found someone who understood and shared his sexual appetite and menu. He recalled that they both had fantasized about having a threesome with her best friend. He had never met her but Stephanie had told him about the sexual encounter the two of them had shared and hoped that he could be a part of that someday. He quickly pictured himself with his face buried in Sheryl’s sweet wet pussy and ass while his cum was being sucked from his heavy balls through his throbbing dick wrapped in Stephanie’s beautiful mouth and down her insatiable throat. He chuckled and shook his head not believing that he could ever be that lucky as the elevator door closed in front of him.

Stephanie stepped off the elevator once it reached the lobby level and went to the Front Desk.

“Excuse me, when the other room guest arrives could you ask him to wait her in the lobby for me?”

“He just went up in the elevator.”

Stephanie ran back to the elevators shouting back, “by the way, the phone in the room isn’t working!”

Darryl entered the hotel rus escort room and immediately heard the shower running. “This is great,” he thought. “I can jump in the shower with Steph, we’ll both get squeaky clean and we can get nice and cozy after that.” He quickly threw off all his clothes and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom was full of steam as he closed the door behind him and he couldn’t see beyond the nose on his face.

“Come on in, the water’s great.” A voice called out from the shower stall.

Sheryl thought Stephanie had returned to the room. She had no idea that Darryl had made it to the hotel. Darryl climbed right into the shower and slowly embrace the female form in front of him from behind. Sheryl was initially startled when the male hands began to caress her body but quickly realized what had happened. Somehow Darryl had made it upstairs before Stephanie and decided to join “her” in the shower. “I’m going to take full advantage of this.” She thought as the hands continued to fondle her horny body. Darryl massaged and tweaked the breasts and nipples of his shower partner as his hard cock became nestled between the warm full cheeks of her ass. He lowered one hand and snaked a couple of fingers past Sheryl’s wet lips into the warm cavity of her pussy.

“MMMMMMMM Yes, that feels so good.” She moaned.

As the moans of pleasure from Sheryl reached Darryl’s he was immediately aware that it wasn’t Stephanie. He was just about to stop his manipulation when the shower door opened and there stood Stephanie out of breath from running to the room and staring at the sight of her best friend standing there with a wicked smile of her face and Darryl’s hand still between her thighs.

“I see you two have met.” Stephanie said to her two lovers.

“Well, we haven’t been properly introduced so feel free to tell me who it is that belongs to this wonderful piece of meat that feels so good resting between my asscheeks,” giggled Sheryl.

“Yeah, and while you’re at it, it would be nice to know who’s the owner of this hot cunt that’s sucking on my fingers,” Darryl smiled and said.

“Ok Mr. Wonderful Dick and Ms. Hot Pussy, I would like you to meet Sheryl and Darryl. Now let me get in there with you two and let’s all have some good clean fun.” Stephanie proclaimed as she stepped out of her clothes and into the shower.

Stephanie joined Darryl in caressing and washing Sheryl’s sexy caramel body. She kissed her friend and then Darryl to let them know that she loved them both. Sheryl was basking in total ecstasy as four hands washed and roamed all over her body. This was a completely new experience for each of them even though they all had fantasies about it. They took turns being the center of attention experiencing the joy of having two people fondle and lather their bodies. Sheryl was treated to another intense orgasm as Darryl continued fingering her steaming pussy while Stephanie massaged, kissed, and sucked her sensitive breasts and nipples.

Next it was Stephanie’s turn to experience the sexual high of having two people make love to her at the same time. She found herself with her best friend and her lover all taking a shower together and although this was not beyond her imagination, she never thought it would actually happen. Now here she is, sandwiched between her two sex hungry friends. They had her standing there with her legs spread open, Sheryl had her face buried in Stephanie’s pussy giving her lips and clit a good tongue lashing while Darryl was behind her eating out her sweet puckered asshole. The oral attack on these sensitive areas was almost more than she could take. Her body was taken through a roller coaster ride of sensations as her clit was ravished by Sheryl, while Darryl’s tongue lapped at her quivering butt hole. She shuddered holding on to both of their heads to keep from falling sıhhiye escort as her cumming made her muscles go weak.

Darryl was the last to get serviced under the hot waterfall. Every man’s fantasy is to have two sexy women, naked, horny and ready to please and be pleased and Darryl was no exception. Stephanie invited her friend Sheryl to kneel down beside her and share the taste of Darryl’s chocolate brown cock. Sheryl eagerly licked the shaft and head of his dick before taking it into her warm mouth and sucking it deep to the back of her throat. She loved the way Darryl’s dick felt in her mouth as she moved back and forth along its length. Steph admired the way her friend was enjoying the hard rod in her mouth she had seen her friend suck on the strap-on cock and that was nothing compared to what she was seeing now. She decided to add to Darryl’s pleasure by caressing his balls and licking along his scrotum up to the base of his cock in rhythm with Sheryl’s steady pace of sucking.

“OH, damn that feels too good. Yeah, that’s it, suck it Sheryl, suck this dick, baby. MMMMMM and lick my balls, Steph, just like that. You freaky ass girls are gonna make me cum.”

Stephanie wanted to make sure she was the first to taste his cum so she grabbed Darryl’s cock, pulled it from Sheryl’s mouth and began licking along the shaft and stroking it. Sheryl then stood up and started sucking and caressing Darryl chest and nipples. With Stephanie now sucking the head of his cock, stroking it with one hand and massaging his balls with the other, and Sheryl sucking and pinching his nipples, Darryl was ready to explode. He threw his head back as he felt his cum surging from his balls. Stephanie knew he was close to shooting and stroked his cock faster ready to feel and taste his hot cum.

“OHHHHHHHHHH Shit, I’m cummmmmmminnnnnnnng!!” Darryl shouted as his orgasm erupted and he shot his load into Stephanie’s waiting mouth.

Most of Darryl’s cum overflowed out of Stephanie’s mouth as she tried to capture it all. She got up from he knees and gave Sheryl a big sloppy cum soaked kiss. They both loved the taste of his dick juice and shared it with each other with a deep loving kiss. They smiled at each other and reached up to kiss Darryl so they could share all the tastes of each other’s sex juices. After basking in the moment of what just happened, Stephanie was the first to speak.

“Damn, that was good! You horny ass people got my pussy soaking wet. Now I really want to get my fuck on and cum some more!”

After getting all cleaned up in the shower this trio of lovers were ready to get involved in some heavy duty lovemaking which they knew would soon turn into pure lust filled fucking and sucking. Right away Stephanie decided that she would be the one to take charge of this situation. Afterall, it was because of her that they found themselves in this sex triangle anyway. As Stephanie watched her two friends and lovers drying off she remembered her first encounters with each of them and realized that she never actually believed this could have ever happened to her. Sheryl had been her best friend for a long time and although they had always been close it was just a few weeks ago that they experienced their first sexual encounter. And then there’s Darryl who she considered her true soul mate. They knew each other well but lived almost a thousand miles apart from each other. They met in an online community and have only been with each other twice before this and as yet only experienced oral sex and other forms of foreplay. She hasn’t even had the pleasure of having him inside of her hot pussy or ass yet. As she looked at this situation she was still amazed at how it all happened but she was very glad that it did.

After drying off herself Stephanie looked up and saw Sheryl on her knees sucking Darryl’s cock as he stood by the sincan escort bed. She looked across the room and made eye contact with him. She looked directly into Darryl’s eyes and he knew that she wanted him inside her. Stephanie continued to look deep into his eyes as she walked over towards the two of them and climbed up on the bed. She got on her hands and knees and turned so that her big sexy round ass was facing Darryl and she pushed it up and out towards him as an open invitation. Sheryl was enjoying the feeling of Darryl’s dick in her hot mouth and even though she wanted to make him cum again she instinctively knew that her best friend wanted this cock in her hot pussy and there was no way she would be denied.

“C’mon Sheryl, take that beautiful hard piece of man meat out your mouth and bring it over her so that I can finally feel it in my warm wet pussy!” Stephanie ordered her sexy friend.

Sheryl got up but kept stroking Darryl’s rigid shaft with her hand as it plopped from her mouth.

“Alright my new found friend, let’s fuck this horny ass freaky friend of mine silly with this big beautiful cock of yours.” She said as she walked Darryl over to Stephanie’s waiting ass waving in the air.

Darryl reached out and grabbed Stephanie’s gyrating ass cheeks and spread them wide exposing her beautiful puckered ass hole and the moist pink inside of her pussy. Sheryl stroked Darryl’s dick once more as she guided the head between Stephanie’s pussy lips. She slowly pushed the head until it disappeared in the folds of her cunt but not letting him push more in just yet. She wanted to tease her horny friend just a little.

“Oh hell no, you little slut, don’t you dare tease me. Give me the whole dick,” moaned Stephanie.

As Darryl pushed the length of his hardness into Steph’s quivering snatch, Sheryl laughed and knelt under him at the edge of the bed and took his balls into her warm mouth. She was able to suck on them just briefly before the were pulled from her mouth with a loud “plop” as Darryl began plunging in and out of Stephanie’s juicy cunt while she fucked her ass back hard against him. The two of them fucked in rhythm with each other and their flesh slapped together in an erotic beat. Darryl could feel the muscles of her pussy chewing at his cock as he fed every inch to her. Stephanie wanted to make sure he remembered fucking into this pussy and that nothing would ever compare to it. She was glad that she took the time to exercise her cunt muscles so she could make him feel it spasm on his cock. He was giving as good as he was getting and could tell by the grunts and moans escaping from Stephanie’s panting mouth.

“OOOH Shit, this is some good pussy! Yeah, that’s it baby, suck this big dick with your hot pussy. Move that big ass girl.”

“MMMM Yeah big daddy, you’re fucking the hell out of me, boy. You big dick bastard.”

Stephanie felt the warm tongue of her friend lapping at her clit as Sheryl got with their rhythm and tried to help work her friend towards orgasm.

“OOOH, this is too much. My pussy is on fire.”

Sheryl could hear her best friends ass smack against Darryl’s stomach as Stephanie tried to force more of his dick deep into her hot wet cunt. She cupped and fondled his balls as she watched his dick continuously slam into Steph’s pussy.

“NNNNNNGH fuck, I’m cummminnng.” Stephanie screamed. She kept driving her ass back at Darryl as her orgasm shook through her body.

“YEEEEEEAAH,” Darryl cried out as he felt his juices course from his nuts through shaft of his jerking cock. “Me tooooo!”

Hearing this, Sheryl quickly pulled his spasming dick from Stephanie’s pussy just as it erupted and felt his hot cum shoot all over her breasts and nipples. She rubbed it into her skin with one hand as the other continued to pump his spurting cock. Stephanie collapsed on the bed clutching her pussy as aftershocks from her orgasm surged through it. Darryl stood, his body twitching as Sheryl sucked the sensitive head of his dick trying to get the rest of his seed down her cum hungry throat. Stephanie laid there and thought to herself, “My best friend and my boyfriend. It can’t get any better than this.” And with that, she knew that it was only the beginning.

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The air in the club was hot and humid, bitter with cigarettes and sweet with the sticky tang of the alcohol evaporating off the polished floor, the gaudy tables and the bare flesh everywhere.

Mark stood watching the dance floor, a drink, largely untouched, in his hand. He was a little above average height, slim and smoothly muscled from all the swimming he did. Dark hair and light eyes against flawless, tan skin, long legs and broad shoulders, he was handsome and he knew it. Other nights he would have been out on the floor, running his confident hands over some pretty girl’s body, occasionally flicking them, pretending it was an accident, over whatever slim fabric was covering the pussy he was trying to get into, maybe cupping a breast as they mimed the art of love, thrusting their hips against each other under the lights. Not tonight though, no not tonight. He had come tonight to find some girl to bury himself and his guilt in, and so stood paralysed, watching as boys paired off with gaudy girls, kissing and cupping each other before slinking off to the bathrooms or the exit.

Lost in his reverie, he was startled when he felt a hand rub his shoulder sending a sallow breath of revulsion along his spine. He spun quickly and was met with the slightly stupid face of one of the girls in his class at the college. He thought her name was Claire. She had short blonde hair, hanging just above her shoulders. Her face was very round- not fat, but there was not one straight line on her face: her brow curved into her cheeks, flushed with alcohol at the moment, which then flowed into her chin, sloping into her narrow neck. She had a sort of imbecilic prettiness: glazed blue eyes, fat red lips always open making her look constantly surprised (or on the brink of a mild orgasm). Her breasts were extremely large and firm, spreading out from her chest like unbalanced hills – they swayed not at all when she walked, taking her little steps with a stilt-like movement and swaying her wide hips. In these days of androgens, those breasts and her very feminine “child-bearing” hips made her stand out in the throng of ciphers in tight shirts and tighter jeans, cupping small, perfectly round asses and barely dimpling against small, high breasts with tiny nipples.

“Hey Claire.” She didn’t walk off, so he must have got it right. He bought her and himself another drink and they talked, Mark dividing his attention between her, the crowd in the club and the dance floor. She asked him where his friend David was, and he startled again, before muttering “We aren’t that close, he’s probably with his girlfriend.” She complimented him on some asinine remark he had made in one of their law classes and he realised she was chatting him up. Occasionally, she would rub against him, making it look like she was letting someone pass, but always giving the person passing far too much room. Her hand would brush his arm, lingering and appreciating the firm muscle there. Maybe she would give him what he needed. He imagined lying on top of this girl, her large breasts thrusting against his chest as his cock thrust into her cunt. He imagined those plump lips on his shaft, running over it and leaving a smear of red lipstick amongst the pubic hair against the base of his penis.

He started paying her more attention, occasionally staring at her breasts or her groin when he was sure she was looking, matching the strokes she gave his arm with ones of his own, touching her shoulder, tickling her side.

Things escalated until finally the two were outside the club, Claire leaning against the wall, one leg wrapped around Mark, pulling him to her, her hands encircling his neck. Mark was kissing her, his tongue in her mouth, her tongue meeting it – he could taste alcohol and mint. One of his hands cupped one breast through her top, the other fled under her skirt and rubbed hard against her panties. He was relieved to notice that his cock was swelling, not hard yet but getting there. There was a pleasing weight in his groin, not the heaviness he felt when aroused, when every nerve in his body felt focussed on the soft flesh of his cock and the pebbly skin of his balls, but he could feel the anticipation boiling in his testicles.

The girl moaned and reached for Mark’s cock. Her hand ran over the front of his trousers, getting him harder still, and she told him she lived about five minutes walk away. They headed for her place.

*** Last Week

When he thought about it at all, Mark realised it had all been because of the cold. His friend David had a girlfriend, Christine. Christine was a short, dark girl, beautiful and sensuous, great in bed (and plenty of other places), according to David. The two were in a serious Relationship, capital R. And with the arrogance of those in love, who find truth in Burt Bacharach songs and believe only they are truly happy, Christine and David set Mark up with Christine’s roommate, Jenny.

Mark and Jenny went out a few times, really had nothing in common, but liked each other and found each other attractive. They went to bed a few times, pleasing mamak escort David and Christine who read too much into it – Mark and Jenny were no couple, just an available pair of compatible genitalia. The four arranged to go camping, two days up in the hills, fishing, hiking, relaxing and taking a break from college.

It was all planned when Christine came down with a cold and infected Jenny. But everything was arranged, so David and Mark went anyway.

They drove up into the hills in David’s car, a battered Volkswagen golf whose initial colour was impossible to determine. They had only taken one tent, which was sitting in the boot along with a map, their clothes and walking boots, enough water to last two weeks (despite the fact they were only going to be there for two days, and fresh water would be plentiful) and food. Out of the golf’s powerful stereo system (it had cost David more than the car), blasted the White Stripes Elephant album.

They stopped beside a lake, the water crystalline, reflecting the pale blue of the sky and the pristine white of the few clouds with perfect clarity. They set up the tent, neither sure how to do it, David a little glad that Christine wasn’t there to observe his deficiency. Finally, entirely by luck, coincidence, and Mark finding a pole that he had dropped and thought lost in a bush, they got the tent up. They were dripping sweat in the humid afternoon, the air beneath the trees too still to clear the moisture from the lake. David’s light blonde hair was plastered to his beet-red face. His T-shirt clung to his chest.

“I’m going for a swim,” he said. “Are you coming?”

Mark said he would and they walked to the water’s edge. They took off their clothes, a little self-conscious and went into the water naked. They swam out to the middle of the lake, the cool water lapping against their hot muscles and soothing them. David dived under the surface and swam around, springing up behind Mark and ducking him under the water. As Mark shot down he felt David’s flaccid penis brush against his back. They played around in the water, splashing and ducking each other before swimming back to shore.

They waded out of the lake, the water dripping off them as they headed back to the tent. As they walked, Mark got an accidental look at David’s cock. It was small and soft, a little acorn dangling from a nest of blond pubic hair. Mark’s was longer, smooth and cylindrical and his greater endowment pleased him, though that pride made him feel slightly ashamed.

At the tent they dried off and got dressed, finally sitting down to a dinner of beans heated over a small spirit stove.

They talked until late, then went to bed. Mark lay awake, listening as David’s breathing evened out. A city boy, the sounds of the country kept Mark from sleep. David stirred, and Mark closed his eyes. David clambered out of his sleeping bag quietly and went to his pack. Mark opened his eyes again and watched. David was wearing boxer shorts and nothing else. His muscled torso slid into them, and as he bent over his pack, his finely toned buttocks were outlined against the fabric. He turned slightly and Mark saw a large bulge in the front of the boxers. David got a piece of card from the pack and turned back, Mark slamming his eyes shut just in time to avoid notice. David lay down on top of his sleeping bag and drew the boxing shorts off. The small cock Mark had seen earlier had grown. It was still perfectly flaccid, but was now much longer, longer than Mark’s. David took it in his hand and began to stroke, running his hands along the underside of his soft dick from the balls to the head, then starting again. He held the piece of card up and Mark saw it was a photo of Christine wearing nothing but an embarrassed smile. Mark saw she shaved her cunt, the slender lips of her pussy, completely bare, and that her small breasts were capped with large, extremely dark nipples. She had one finger in her mouth, sucking it, the other hand curled out to the photographer, eternally beckoning him to her. He watched David’s cock as it kept swelling. Finally it stopped, rock hard, immense, thrusting out from his body. Mark estimated it was about nine inches long and really thick, far bigger than his own which he had felt so superior about earlier. As David continued to masturbate, Mark realised his own cock was erect and throbbing. It was only six inches long, and thinner than David’s was, though he had had no complaints from any girl.

Trying to be silent, Mark reached into his sleeping bag and circling his fingers around the base of his dick. He took one stroke and gave a low moan; instantly David froze, his spine stiffening. Slowly David looked over at Mark, who closed his eyes, again shamming sleep. Didn’t work this time though: “I know you’re awake,” said David.

***

The walk had taken longer than five minutes, petting each other all the way. Claire led him, walking in front holding his hand, dragging him along. Sometimes Mark would stop her, pulling her towards him ofise gelen escort and kissing her, rough and brutal. She responded with equal force, thrusting back at him, her hands on his supple ass, pulling him towards her. At one time he nearly lost it as they kissed in a shop doorway, his hands clawing at her large breasts through her thin top. He had reached out to rip down her skirt, his other hand going to his fly, ready to thrust into her on the street for the few hard strokes it would take to set him coming, getting it over with as soon as possible. She had stopped the hand at his fly and said strictly, sounding almost like a schoolmistress, “not here.” He waited, his cock throbbing in his jeans, eager now, and even the abrasion of it against his trousers was almost enough to send him over. Somehow, he made it to her place.

They paused at the entrance to her block of flats as she searched for her keys, then finding them she led him up to the third floor and opened that door too. She led him into the flat, which was too dark for him to see anything beyond an uncluttered hallway in some pale colour. She guided him through to her bedroom and sat him on the bed. It was the kind of bed he hated, the mattress near death and so soft it would sink all the way to the base board when he lay on top of her, the headboard loose so it would slam against the wall adding an unwanted percussion to their fucking.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” said Claire. She came towards Mark and he pulled her onto him. She sat side-saddle on his lap as they kissed, Mark relieved to find himself enjoying the sensation of her pillow-like lips against his. Against her big bottom she could feel the slim, hard evidence of his arousal, which echoed in flowing moisture in her pussy. Mark stopped kissing her for a moment to yank off her top, revealing a dull, off-white bra – big tits were fun, but when it came to lingerie, choice was somewhat limited. As he worked the clasp at the back, he started kissing her again, this time encouraging her tongue into his mouth. Claire played roughly in his mouth, her tongue thrusting far to the back of his throat and Mark nearly gagged. He took control, and started palpating her tongue with his. The clasp sprang free and Mark slipped it down, deliberately grazing the fabric over Claire’s nipples, provoking a high moan from her. She started undoing the buttons on his shirt, reaching down as he bent his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. For a brief instant she thought she felt his cock soften a little, but it quickly regained hardness as she took off his shirt and scraped her fingernails over his now naked back. Mark slipped his hand under Claire’s skirt and discovered her sopping underwear. He withdrew his hand and, making sure she could see what he was doing, took the hand that was covered in the juice of her pussy and licked it clean, an old trick of his, now done out of habit, like a good magician expending unnecessary showmanship on an undeserving crowd. He picked her up and rolled her onto the bed. Helping, she raised her hips for him and he removed her skirt, revealing a pair of white panties. He was too desperate for foreplay now; but so was she. The panties were soaked through, rendering them clear and wrapped tightly against the lips of her pussy, showing in perfect detail each one of the hairs stuck to the moist fabric. Mark reached out and tugged them off too, looking over her body in purely aesthetic appreciation as she looked up at him, watching his face to gauge his opinion. He looked at her pale body, the large breasts completely white save for her large, extravagantly pink nipples; her belly, not toned but slim nonetheless; her pussy large, covered in a shaggy morass of dark blonde hair, darker now that it was wet, curving between her legs, untrimmed.

“Let me see it,” she pleaded.

He obliged, slipping down first his trousers, revealing the bulge in his shorts, and then taking them down, showing his modest cock. As she watched, he stroked his moderately thick six inches slowly, running his hands over the veins bulging on his shaft, making it harder.

Claire gasped slightly in pleasure. She parted her legs and stretched both arms wide towards him, calling him and his cock to her. Now that it came time to perform this act, which before he had rushed towards whenever he could, he was reluctant, the memories of last weekend roiling through his mind, almost wilting his cock. With a montage of images alien to him he forced himself to stay hard. Slowly, hesitantly, he went.

***

Last Weekend

Mark opened his eyes and looked into David’s face, seeing he was amused. Mark smiled back, and apologised.

“For what?” David’s cock was as hard as ever, and he made no effort to conceal it. Mark’s gaze was drawn to it and David laughed. He didn’t put it away though. “You act like you’ve never seen another guy’s.” Mark said that he hadn’t and David was surprised. Mark clarified, “Well, I’ve seen guys’ in the showers, but they’re otele gelen escort never hard, and some pictures on the Internet, but that’s hardly the real thing.”

David laughed again, “What did you do growing up? When you were too young for the girls to even know what a cock was, let alone touch one?” Mark looked confused, and David explained.

“Me and my best friend would sometimes masturbate each other, when we spent the night at each other’s house, or sometimes when we were off alone somewhere isolated. One day, we each masturbated the other five times, but that’s youth for you.” Mark’s mouth was open, which set David laughing again.

“I’ll tell you, my friend gave a better hand job than some of the girls I’ve been with. One day we got curious about oral sex, and we were up in my bedroom about to try it, when Mom burst in. She wanted to Hoover and us to leave. If she’d come in five minutes later she’d have seen her son with a sixteen year old cock in his mouth.”

Mark laughed hollowly, too surprised by the revelation to find the image of Mrs. Jackson finding her son fellating his best friend funny.

“It wasn’t that we were gay, but our girlfriends weren’t ready – when you’ve got that little fleshy barrier to break, perhaps you think a little more carefully about who you break it with. So it was a little sexual pleasure without consequence – we didn’t do it as much once Lora was happy to give me a hand job, and she gave me my first blow job, come to think of it.”

Mark looked sceptical, and David said, “It’s as simple as this: the feeling of your flesh against someone else’s, the unexpected techniques they use, is always better than a quick wank with a picture of Pamela Anderson.”

And so saying he reached out and yanked down Mark’s sleeping bag, taking Mark’s cock, still fully erect, into his hand. He ran his hand down the shaft, then brought it back up and cupped it over the head of Mark’s cock. Mark gasped with a mixture of pleasure and distaste. David kept working, putting more effort into it than if he had just been jerking himself off. Mark’s disquiet faded with the waves of pleasure spreading up Mark’s spine from the hard nexus between his legs. To Mark this felt right and true.

David listened as Mark’s breaths deepened, and grew faster, slowing and lengthening his strokes in reply. Mark’s cock wasn’t large enough for David to use both hands on the shaft (a reflection on David’s large hands: Mark’s cock was no monster but more than large enough), so one hand worked the shaft smoothly and the other alternated between cupping and squeezing his balls and running over the sensitive head of Mark’s uncircumcised cock. Mark’s climax built. When David performed a similar function for Christine (either licking out her delicious pussy or fingering her to orgasm), his own desire grew, his hard cock would become almost unbearably aroused. Here, pleasuring Mark, his cock was as hard as at the beginning, but his arousal was mild, the controllable urge that signified a desire to feel orgasm rather than the burning need he felt with Christine to quench his fiery cock inside her.

Mark gave a choking gasp and a spray of thick white fluid shot from the tip of his cock and spattered lightly against the plastic fabric of the tent. He looked over and saw David’s cock, standing up from his body like the question mark to an enquiry a now feral Mark would answer. He leaned over David and took his cock in both hands, the immense length available to him allowing this. He worked the shaft roughly, squeezing it too hard and rubbing too fast, not able to judge the effect of his motions when he couldn’t feel them directly. He jerked David’s tight foreskin too roughly over the large head of his penis and David grunted in pain and finally told him, “Not so rough.”

Mark slowed down and began to stroke the cock more gently, his face level with it. He could almost feel it calling too him, and before he knew it, he had leaned over and taken the head in his mouth. David gave a shocked cry, Mark took it as a compliment, but really David was a little unnerved – there had been another reason he and his earlier friend hadn’t given each other oral pleasure: it had seemed like they would be crossing a line. But he had started this and had no idea how he could stop it.

Mark took more and more of the cock into his mouth- he didn’t manage much, had never done this before. Nevertheless, under the influence of his unskilled slurping and sucking, inside his hot, wet mouth, David began to respond. He tapped Mark on the shoulder and breathed out “Stop it! I’m going to come.” Mark didn’t stop. Even more urgently: “I’m going to come.” Mark sucked harder on his cock, and unable to stop himself, David came, shooting semen into Mark’s mouth.

Mark swallowed the salty, sweet most intimate fluid of his friend, licked his lips and lay back completely satisfied and not remotely unnerved by the act he had just performed. As he had sucked his best friend’s gargantuan cock, his own had swelled again. But it had been a long day, and the weight at his groin was balanced by a proportional heaviness of his eyelids. “That was great,” he told an ashen David, yawned and promptly drifted off into a shallow, relaxed sleep. David watched a smile appear on Mark’s sleeping face, wondering if he had meant the orgasm Mark had had, or the pleasure of having, taboo to David, another man’s cock in his mouth.

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[Walt’s Gift was submitted by Scorpio44 (me) in 2007. Reading it will answer lots of the questions that might arise from reading this chapter. Quickly: Walt was my Dad. When he was dying he asked me to take care of his apartment building and the women who lived there. I discovered he loved them and they loved him. I decided to love them too. That meant moving to California. This chapter begins on the flight from California to Newark to get my stuff. The woman with me is one of the women from my apartments.]

The flight was long. In my head, I kept reminding myself it wasn’t quite five hours, but my head, back and legs also reminded me the seats were built for people who were five feet six and weighed less than a hundred and thirty pounds. I’m six foot three and weigh a little over two-thirty. After ninety minutes of flight I got up and walked the aisle three times. Ninety minutes more and I walked to the back and used the head. I then walked the aisle two more times. I asked Pat to let me know when we were an hour away from landing. She let me know and I walked the aisle twice more. In between Pat and I talked. I asked a lot about her childhood, her young adult years and what was important to her.

She had grown up in a family full of boys. Three older brothers and two younger. Everyone was athletic. Two brothers went to college playing baseball. One brother played pro hockey in Canada for five years. She lit up telling me stories about her brothers. She told me about her mother and it was as if she was telling me about a servant. Her memories were of the service she provided, not of anything personal. Her mother was a good cook, kept the house clean and catered to all the men around her.

When I asked about her Dad she slowed down, almost became cold.

“Dad was my biggest fan until my senior year. I played volleyball and I swam. Dad came to the meets and my games. He cheered for every player but loudest for me. At an away game my senior year he arrived late and sat in the stands away from the people he knew. Someone in the stands commented that I was the lezzie leader of the team. The comment was echoed by three other people. It crushed my Dad. He wasn’t a liberal man. He had been raised in a strict Irish Catholic home and me being different wasn’t ever going to be Ok.”

“What happened?” I held her hand.

“After the games were over we showered and were ready to go home. I didn’t know anything about what someone had said. I came out of the locker room ready to ride home with my Dad. He was gone. I caught a ride with another family and when I got home my bags were packed and I no longer was his daughter. Until I rented apartment two from Harvey I’ve been basically alone.”

“No short term relationships, long term?”

“Until 1988 I kept hoping and praying he would let me come back. I couldn’t have him come to offer that to me and find someone there. I wore out more than one rosary praying for his heart to soften.”

“What happened in 1988?”

“He had a heart attack and died. He was sitting in the stands of my youngest brother’s baseball game.”

“Did that free you?”

“No. I thought it would. But I believed he could see me better after he died. He could hear my thoughts and feel my feelings and they were not the thoughts he believed were right. I moved away, hoping he’d stay in Detroit. I became a trucker, drove thousands of miles a year. On a run to Los Angeles I met someone and she helped me get a local driving job in L.A. We rented an apartment down near the beach. I was forty-two and had my first romantic live in relationship.”

“And?”

“We rented number Two. Harvey had owned the place about a year when we rented from him. He was a good friend. He knew we were more than roommates when he rented to us. He was a good listener. We both trusted him and liked how he treated all of us. Bonnie drove bob-tails and loved it. She saw herself as every bit as good a trucker as any man. Swore as loud and as often. Could drink as hard, spit as far and do things with a truck that most men wouldn’t even try.”

“Where is she now?”

On the second Friday of August 1999 she came home late. We were supposed to go to an event at the gay and lesbian center in Hollywood. It started at eight. She came in, drunk, at midnight. I was dressed to go out and asked where she had been. A fight started. She broke a beer bottle on me, broke my collarbone and cut me pretty badly. Harvey heard it and he and the cops pulled her off me. I haven’t seen her since. Harvey took me into his apartment for over a month. He got me patched up, took care of me and loved me. It wasn’t about sex. It was love.”

“Dad said Harvey was special.”

“I was healing when I met Walt. He came by to help Harvey fix some things. Harvey was spending lots of time with me. They were like brothers. Harvey was the older brother.”

“So, you never left.”

“At first I told myself it was that I had nowhere else to go. Then kızılay escort I realized that Harvey was my best friend. Walt was my other best friend. We were hanging out with Walt to see if we could cheer him up. His wife had died and he was lost. One night the four of us were having dinner on the patio and…”

“Four of you?”

“Helen was there too. Harvey stood up to go to his place to use the bathroom and he took three steps and collapsed. He stayed unconscious all the way to the hospital. The next day he and Walt started planning for Walt to move to the apartments. He moved in and we all took care of Harvey . He lasted longer than the doctors thought he would. By the time Harvey died Walt was here and Walt was alive again. Helping Harvey and us gave him a purpose. He had adopted us as his new family. He promised Harvey he would be here for us.”

“When… maybe I shouldn’t ask.”

“When did it become more than friends? I can tell you exactly. The night after Harvey ‘s funeral we sat outside very late and we talked. All of us. I held Walt’s hand and Helen held the other one. When it was very late Walt said, “Maybe I’m just old, but… I don’t ever want to sleep alone again.” He looked at me and said, “Would you sleep with me? Allow me to hold you close and share the loss of Harvey tonight?” I helped him up and we went to bed together. It was the first time I had ever been in bed with a man. He held me all night. When we woke up I knew I would love him for the rest of his life and mine.”

On our side of the airplane there were three seats together. I had the aisle. Pat sat beside me, holding my hand. When she stopped speaking the woman sitting next to her put her hand on Pat’s arm. It was not an intrusion or an invasion of our privacy, exactly. Something about the way the woman did it made the act a simple “I heard you and I am touched.” Even though we hadn’t included her in the conversation overtly we knew that she was there inches away all the time we were talking. Pat took her hand and for quite a while none of us said anything.

The pilot did a great job of making the transition between being airborne and rolling on the ground toward the terminal smooth. As we taxied Pat turned to our seatmate and asked, “May I know your name?”

“People call me Nan. It’s short for something. Should I apologize for listening? I attempted to mind my own business but I failed.”

“Assuming we had privacy in a small room with a hundred and sixty other people in it must be an illusion. No apology necessary. Something I said resonated with you?”

“Yes. I doubt we have the time or the privacy here I would like for me to say more, but yes, something in me resonates with things you shared.”

She hesitated and I spoke. “If you can join us for dinner, I know a wonderful restaurant that serves delightful food in a private, quiet atmosphere.”

“I have never been here before, so I accept. I need to get to the Holiday Inn on Frontage road at some point. I have a room reserved there for three nights.”

“No problem. I know where that is. My roommate is picking us up. Oh, I should correct that. My soon-to-be-ex-roommate is picking us up. We can all go to dinner, then take you to the Holiday Inn.” I said.

Pat asked, “Aren’t you meeting someone? Are you here on business?”

She smiled and answered, “I’m here for a job interview. At nine tomorrow morning I will be being interviewed and perhaps changing my life.”

“I’m nosey. If you don’t want to answer any question I ever ask just tell me it’s none of my business. I’ll back off and not be hurt or angry. What kind of work are you applying for?”

“For the last five years I’ve been managing the payroll department for a corporation in Fresno. They are about to change to a whole new payroll system and the company I’m interviewing with tomorrow likes the system I already know.”

I gathered our carry-on bags and the ladies followed me off the plane. On the walk to baggage they talked, I guided them and listened. At baggage I called John my roomie and he was ten minutes away. He brought the minivan that belonged to the company where he worked rather than my Mustang. With our bags and now four of us the minivan was a great idea.

We got our bags and met John at the curb. Introductions were made. Pat motioned me towards the front seat and she sat with Nan on the bench seat of the van. John and I decided on our neighborhood Italian restaurant. In fifteen minutes we were parked and inside. During the fifteen minute ride I had called and Geno at the restaurant had set a table for us. John and I had been steady customers for six years. As we walked in Geno asked, “Would you like menus or are you adventurers?”

Pat said, “Adventurers!” I nodded. Geno’s Dad is the chef. He loves when people let him play. He came to our table and quizzed the ladies about foods they like, wines they like and things they don’t kolej escort like. Geno brought us antipasto and a nice wine. When the entrée’s arrived the chef, Poppa, delivered with his son and two daughters. All four plates sat on the table at the same moment. John said, “It is our custom that when the food arrives we do not eat it. First you feast with your nose. Smell the aromas. Savor the blends of smells and the warmth rising from the treasures before us.”

I had memorized Poppa’s speech too so I continued, “Then you may feast with your eyes. See the way the food is presented. It is art. Turn the plate. Look at it from every angle. Blend the sight with the smells.” I paused and Poppa finished.

“Take a small bite from near the edge of your plate. Hold it in your mouth for a few moments. Then chew. Notice the different flavors, the blend of textures, herbs, spices and taste the special ingredient. No other restaurant on the east coast uses that secret ingredient.” He smiled and watched as we did as we were instructed.

Pat spoke first. “I taste it! I know what the secret ingredient is!”

Poppa stepped to her and said, “Do not say it! Whisper it to me.” He bent near her and she whispered in his ear. When he stood back up, tall and proud he smiled and said, “She cannot pay for her dinner. She tasted it. She recognized it. Enjoy!”

He strutted back to the kitchen. Pat beamed. It had taken me many meals before I tasted it. It was there, in every meal Poppa ever made.

Nan asked, “What is it?”

Pat answered, “When you were little was there something your Mom or Dad made, special, for you?”

Nan lit up. “Yes! Mom made a special custard dessert for me. I loved it.”

“Did you ever get the recipe?”

“Yes, but it never tasted as good as when Mom made it.”

“You left out the ingredient only she could put in the custard. It wasn’t on the three by five card. It wasn’t in the cupboard. It isn’t on a shelf in Poppa’s restaurant.”

Nan started to speak. Pat raised a hand and said, “Take another bite. Hold it in your mouth and close your eyes. Feel what’s there.”

John was looking at Pat with wonder on his face. Neither of us had ever seen someone get it so quickly and deeply. We waited and suddenly Nan’s eyes popped open. “I know what it is. I can feel it.” Her eyes filled and sparkled. John put his hand on her shoulder and said, “I don’t care what he charges. This is the best restaurant on the east coast because he puts that much love in every bite.”

Nan took another bite and closed her eyes. When she swallowed she said, “I feel like eating this is like a religious experience. We should whisper. It’s like eating in church.”

“Get ready.” I said, “The hymn is about to begin.”

Geno and Poppa came out of the kitchen, singing. It was a duet from an opera. I have no idea what the words are or what opera they are from. They sing from the same place they cook from. The passion, joy and full expression are complete. They wander through the tables, singing, touching people and loving every breath, every moment of being alive. We stood and clapped and when they came to our table Pat kissed both men. While she kissed Geno, Poppa sang. When she kissed Poppa, Geno sang.

Geno stood near Nan and when Poppa sang again Nan kissed Geno’s cheek. Geno answered his father’s words and she kissed Poppa. Everyone clapped and they moved on to another table. In ten minutes the singing was over and Poppa was back in the kitchen.

We got to the restaurant at eight. It was well after ten when we left. I stopped John from putting keys in the ignition and I asked, “Nan, can we talk for a few moments?”

“Yes.” She was suddenly serious. They joy we had seen for two hours retreated and she was pulling back again.

“I want you to close your eyes and picture the room at the Holiday Inn.” She closed her eyes.

“You close and lock the door. Put your suitcase on the floor and feel the room. What do you feel?”

“I’m alone. I’m cold. The room is cold. The only sound is from the fan in the heater.”

“Ok. Now, open your eyes. Look at each of us for a few seconds.” She did as I asked.

“Close them again. Picture being in our apartment. Two bedrooms, a living room, two bathrooms, a balcony. The door closes. Your suitcase is on the floor. What do you feel?”

“I can feel all three of you, close to me. I can still feel the laughter, the taste of our evening together. The apartment is warm.”

“Open your eyes. Where would you like to spend the night? We have plenty of room at the apartment. Or, you can go to the Holiday Inn. Your choice.”

She looked at Pat. Pat said, “Can you boys give us a minute to talk, privately?”

John and I got out and stood in front of the van.

“What do you think they’re discussing?” John asked.

“If I was to guess Nan wants to know who she will be sleeping with. If she chooses maltepe escort to sleep with you can you not be a macho man? Can you just hold her and not make a move on her?”

“You’re serious? She’s beautiful! How am I supposed to not hit on her?”

“”Ok. I can promise she will not be sleeping with you. She will either be in bed with me, with me and Pat, with Pat or alone on the couch.”

“I don’t get it.”

“She doesn’t need or want shagging. She needs and wants the closeness, the love.”

“Oh.” He was quiet for a minute. Pat knocked on the window and motioned us back inside. He said, “I can do it! If she chooses me I can give her the closeness and the love.”

We got back inside. John still didn’t start the van.

Nan said, “I want to go to your apartment. I need it understood that I’m afraid of both of you. I don’t have a pleasant history with men. I like both of you and your apartment for the night is scary.” She took a deep breath.

John spoke. “I’m worried too. When I drove to the airport I figured Nick and Pat would be sharing Nick’s bedroom and I would be alone. When you joined us I figured you would be going to a hotel. But, by the end of dinner I was hoping you would come home with us. But, I’m conflicted. I think you’re beautiful and any red blooded American heterosexual man would want you in his bed. I do! And, here’s the conflict, I don’t want to have sex with you unless and until we’re a lot closer friends. What I want is to hold you, savor you, and wake up with your energy right next to me.”

Nan said, “Then start the van. I’m ready.” John started the van, winked at me and drove us home. Nan called and asked if she could cancel her reservation. They charged her for the night but cancelled the next two.

John winked at me again.

As soon as we were inside the apartment we turned the bathrooms over to the ladies and they informed us they only needed one. They picked mine. John and I took turns in his.

When they came out into the living room both were in big t-shirts. John was in his bathroom in the shower. Nan went in and closed the door to their bedroom. Pat grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom. She took off the t-shirt and helped me out of the clothes I’d been in since California. We showered. I shaved.

In bed I was gentle and as we joined we talked.

“If John told the truth Nan will ask him to join with her before breakfast.”

“He told the truth about his behavior. He wants her. He’s willing to wait.”

“If she gets the job she might just take your half of this apartment.”

“John will give her a good deal on the rent.”

“He’d better.”

We were too tired, too emotionally exhausted to actually mate. We fell asleep during foreplay. At about dawn I woke up needing to pee. I had to wait. Pat was already seated when my number came up.

When we got back in bed we resumed our joining and it went much better. We giggled and did our best to stay quiet enough to not wake John or Nan.

I heard John’s alarm at seven. We decided to get up and get the sale started while John took Nan to her appointment. Our apartment was number 882 of 2155 apartments. The signs had been up for a week saying we were unloading things because I was moving. The signs said the sale started at eight. At seven-thirty-three the doorbell rang.

When I opened the door there were three people standing there. “I have to leave for work in half an hour. Could I look?” The first one said. I opened the door and from that moment until noon there was a steady stream of people walking in and carrying stuff out. At noon I closed the door with a sign on it.

“Everything is gone. I even sold a sack of trash before I could throw it out. Thank you all. Nick”

I called John on his cell and he said they were on their way home. He volunteered to bring sandwiches and things from the deli. He sounded happy.

When they walked in they were laughing. The apartment was pretty empty. We sat on the floor and ate sandwiches and pickles from the deli. Nan gave us her news.

“I had been told to expect a ninety minute interview. Twenty minutes into the interview I was taken to another room where four people were doing payroll. Mr. Johnson asked them if there was a problem. One woman said yes, and explained the problem. He turned to me and said, “Take it, please.” Ten minutes later the problem was fixed and the woman, Barbara, knew how to fix it herself when it happened again. The interview was over. I have the job!”

“Wow! That’s great!” We both said.

“They upped my starting salary too. But that’s not all.”

I asked, “What else?”

“I already have an apartment! This one!”

“Seriously?” Pat asked. Her face asked a dozen questions.

“Yes! I talked with John and he understands about me. He’s willing to have me be just as I am, and that’s a good place to start.”

“Maybe I’m denser than I thought.” I said, “But what are you talking about?”

“Nan is an untried Bi-sexual.” John said. “Last night was the first time she has ever slept with a man, willingly. She has some experiences with women but as of this morning she has never had sex with a man.”

She wrapped her arm around John’s, looked up at him and said, “That probably won’t be true by morning. Tired?”

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As soon as I found out I was going to be going to Las Vegas for business, my dirty mind started search for what kind of fun I could have there.

My flight left the east coast early Sunday morning and by early afternoon I was checked-in and settled into my room. The convention didn’t start till the next morning so I was free till then. I had searched the internet and found a local swing club that had a pool party on Sunday nights and allowed in single guys.

Just a quick bit about myself, at the time this happened, I was 43, married, but there was nothing going on at home, I’m talking 2 or 3 times a year if it was a good year. So I had been having outside fun on my own for a while, and being bisexual made it even easier for me.

The club opened at 5 on Sundays for a pool party, they kept it an early night, closing at mid-night. After my flight, I took a nap, woke, ordered room service, then took a long shower being sure to wash all the parts very clean and give my cock and balls a good shaving.

I dressed in only a shirt and shorts, and went down and took a cab over to the club. Once in, I gave my donation, and the lovely hostess dressed in a fishnet top gave me a tour around the club and showed me to the locker rooms. I thanked her for the tour and told her I hoped to see more of her later. I strip off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my waist, and headed into the club. It was still fairly empty and I spilt my time between walking around and sitting in the main room and people watching.

About a half hour later I was making a lap through the orgy room, on one of the mats was a woman on her back with 3 guys around her, she was sucking one of them ,one was sucking her tits and she was giving a hand job to the third. She was lying there legs spread wide open. I walk closer and dropped my towel. I touched her pussy with my fingers to check if she was willing. She looked up from the cock she was sucking and nodded at me. I took that as a green light. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and fingered her, as I did I felt her juices start to flow and coat my fingers. I kneeled down and started to lick her pussy and use her juices to lube my cock up as I stroked it.

By now I was hard as steel and I stood up, rubbed my cock head up and down her slit and pushed it in. Her pussy pulled me in, she wasn’t the tightest pussy I’ve ever fuck but she knew how to use it. As I was fucking her the guy she was blowing came in her mouth and the hand job guy took his place. After a while I was getting close to cumming, I wasn’t sure where she wanted my load, I thought I’d pull out and spray on her, when she locked her legs behind my back and held me in. That answered my question as to where she wanted my load, and I pumped my load of cum deep into her pussy.

After shooting my first load of the night, I didn’t bother putting eve gelen escort my towel back on and headed over to the hot tub to relax and recover. When I got in there was one other guy in the hot tub and we sat on opposite sides, from what I could see under the bubbles her was wearing a bathing suit??? A few minutes later couple walks into the pool area, she is in a gold bikini, and him in a towel. They looked a little older than myself, she was Asian, short hair, and a tight fit body. He looked around 50 salt and pepper hair and in decent shape. They came to the hot tub, she got in in her bikini and he dropped his towel and was nude like me. They introduced themselves, as Robert and Kim we started talking and after a couple of minutes they focused the conversation towards me, I guess the other guy got the hint and politely left the tub. We sat talking for a while, a few times I felt Kim’s feet against my legs, I wasn’t sure if it was on purpose or not.

By now I had been in the tub for a while and was feeling hot, I asked if they minded if I got out and sat on the rim. They said of course and I took the opportunity to move around to sit closer to Kim. Now that I was sitting on the rim of the tub, Kim could see my cock hanging between my legs. We kept up the conversation, but kept noticing Kim taking glances at my cock. A few minutes later Robert and Sue both had enough of the hot tub and rose to get out. They took a few step aside and had a very quick whispered conversation. Then Sue turned and walked out of the pool area. Robert came over to me and said that Kim had run to the ladies room, but that she really liked me and they were wondering if I would join them in a private room.

I quickly agreed, while we waited for Kim to return, Robert told me he really enjoy watching Kim have sex with another guy and if I minded. I told him I didn’t mind at all and was open to almost anything they would want to do.

Kim returned from the ladies room, and somewhere between the two places removed the top of her bikini. She walked back through the crowd and came to us. Her tits were on the smaller side, but had no sag, and were capped with long dark nipples. She came over to us, and gave her husband a hug and kiss, fondling his cock as they did. He whispered something in her ear, I assume telling her I agreed to join them, and she then came over and kissed me the same way. My cock responded to her touch and hardened as she touched it.

The kissing didn’t last long, Kim took us both by the hands and led us towards the private rooms. We found an empty room. As soon as we were in and the door shut, Kim pulled me to the bed and Robert moved off to the side. Kim had be lay on the bed and got between my legs and started playing with my cock. Kissing and licking her way up and down gaziosmanpaşa escort my quickly hardening shaft and playing with my balls. While she was sucking me, Robert was talking to us “yeah suck him good” “take him in deep” “fuck my wife’s mouth”.

Kim was a great cocksucker and knew all the tricks, including running her tongue to my ass. At first it was a light quick flick of her tongue, to see my reaction, when I moaned my approval, she worked my asshole with her tongue while pumping my cock with her hand. I didn’t want to cum to quickly so I told her I wanted to tasted her now. We switched places and I crawled between her legs. She still had her bikini bottoms on.

I untied the strings on the sides and quickly pulled them off now she was as nude as I was. She had a thin strip of hair above her pussy but the lips were hairless. I used my tongue on her pussy and clit. Her pussy was already wet and I lapped up her juices. I pushed two fingers into her pussy as I sucked her clit. Then I ran my tongue and did to her ass what she had done to mine.

Robert had moved closer and was sitting on the bed next to Kim, he was watching me eating her pussy and ass, and still commenting now says “eat my wife’s wet pussy” “lick her ass” “finger fuck her”. It was partially comments and part instructions. I looked up and saw he was stroking his cock but not touching Kim at all.

Kim was getting close to cumming, she grabbed my head and held it tight against her pussy as she came against my mouth. I drank her juices as they flowed from her pussy. As soon as she came, Robert said I want you to fuck her now. I moved up and was kneeling between her legs. Roberts handed me a condom her took from the bedside table. I rolled it on my hard cock.

I stayed on my knees looking at Kim’s wet pussy stroking my cock. I looked at Kim’s face she had her eye’s on my cock. For the first time since we were in the room Robert touched Kim. He reached down and stroked her pussy. “Look how wet she is for you. Fuck my wife’s wet hot pussy” He held her lips open I moved my cock closer to her pussy and ran the head up and down between her lips while Robert held them open. My cock brush his finger, I didn’t care and I didn’t think he did either. “Put him in me please” moaned Kim. Robert slowly moved his hand from Kim’s pussy and circled his fingers around my hard cock. He pulled me closed to his wife’s pussy till the head of my cock was between her lips.

When there was no longer room for his hand on my shaft he gave me a last squeeze and then removed it and I pushed in further, till I buried my full length into her wet hot pussy. I started fucking her with slow long strokes. Pulling almost all the way out before thrusting my full length deep into her. Robert was still kneeling gölbaşı escort next to her, stroking his cock watching my cock plunge into his wife’s pussy. I watched him stroking his cock. I leaned over to suck on Kim’s hard nipples as I continued to fuck her. We change positions to her on top and I watch she lowered her pussy onto my hard shaft. Robert was still next to us jerking his cock, keeping pace with us.

I was getting close to coming as Kim continued to ride me. I didn’t want to waste my load into a condom, so I asked Kim where she wanted my load. “My mouth” was her answer. She climbed off my cock and got between my legs, she pulled off the condom, and I jerked my shaft as she sucked on the head of my cock. Then she slid a finger into my ass and that pushed me over the edge and I pumped my second load of the night into her mouth. She sucked all the cum from my cock swallowing it down.

Seeing me cum in his wife’s mouth pushed Robert to the edge and he announce he was about to cum, Kim pulled her mouth of my cock and took her husbands in her mouth just as he started to cum, mixing his load with mine in her mouth. After filling his wife’s mouth with cum Robert leaned down and kissed her, I watched them share the mix of cum between their mouths. I sat up to watch closer, see this Kim came over and kissed me too, giving me the last of the cum she still had in her mouth.

After we relaxed a few minutes we headed out of the room, to let the next people use it. At this point in the night none of us bothered to put on any clothes and just walked naked around the club. I took a quick rinse off in a shower then went back to the hot tub where I fooled around a little with an older brunette, playing with her tits and she stroking my cock some.

By now it was almost 11, I had a very long day, and had to get up the next morning for work so I decided I had had a pretty good night, fucked two women, shot two loads. I would sleep well that night. I headed back to the lockers, on my way I went looking for Kim and Robert to say good-bye. I found them sitting in the lounge area, both still nude. They were sitting at a table alone having a drink and talking, when they saw me coming over they stood up and motioned me to come over. Kim gave me a hug and kiss and cupped my balls as she hugged me, and Robert shook my hand. I told them I had a lot of fun with them, and they agreed that they did too. I told them I was heading out, and had come by to say good-bye. Before we separated, Robert asked if I was free the next night and if I would want to join them in their hotel? I agreed. He walked me to my locker where I put his number into my cell phone, and there he gave me a naked “bro hug” that seemed to linger a few seconds longer than usual before we separated. I got dressed, and found a cab and headed back to my hotel.

On the way I called Robert’s cell so he would have my number and left a message, thanking them again and letting them know how much I was looking forward to tomorrow night. Back at the hotel, I stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed, falling asleep while gently stroking my cock, while watching soft core porn on TV and thinking of Kim and Robert and what will happen the next night.

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The water is hot and flowing over their naked, touching bodies. She slowly rubs soap over her breasts and belly, letting the foamy bubbles run down her legs to the bottom of the tub. They kiss passionately as the water is running over their shoulders, their hands exploring the regions of one another, she caresses her breast and tweaks her nipple just slightly as it hardens between her fingers. She kisses her way to the nipple and slips it into her mouth and sucks on it gently as the she pulls her closer to her. The thought of him is in the back of her mind…wondering if he will come home to find her, to please her even more. To make her body feel like it has never felt before. The thought of him seeing her open like this and the two of them touching her body drove her wild. And the thought that he wanted to see it, made her want it even more.

She slides her hand down to the warm, sweet spot and finds her way in. She moans softly as she feels her fingers finding their way, moving together in a pulsing motion, seeking more. She lets the water run over her head as she moves herself underneath the others body, moving her leg to rest her foot on the side of the tub, to give her a full view of what she has to offer. Still moving her fingers in and out, using her thumb to caress grup escort her clit she moves up to lightly kiss her warm, wet pussy. She lets out a labored breath and a moan as she melts in her mouth. Sliding her tongue into the slit with a little flicker as she goes, tasting the nectar of her soul, she licks and fingers as she moans and tries to keep standing, holding onto the shower rod to keep her balance as her legs were getting weak. The water is flowing over their bodies as she lets her juices flow, one after the other in orgasmic beauty as she uses her tongue to please her.

They move to the bed and now it is her turn. Their wet, naked bodies lay together as they kiss and caress each other in an almost urgent passion. She slides her body down, running her hands along her body and laying wet kisses over her as she finds her way to her even wetter hole. The feeling of her warm mouth and flickering tongue, sucking and tasting every bit of her made her want him even more. She puts her fingers in her hair as she guides her face in deeper and she licks harder, flicking her clit with her tongue as she goes in and out, moaning into her wet pussy, sending vibrations all the way through. As the other is moaning and cumming hard, iranlı escort she slips her fingers inside and she fucks and licks together as her body is grasping her fingers, wanting more. All of a sudden she feels something behind her, sliding into her. And it is him, he has come home to find this erotic sight of pure sex. It has made his gorgeous cock rock hard and he slides it right into her wanting slit, all the way in. Damn that feels good! As he is pounding it to her she keeps licking and fucking as the other is moaning and cumming.

It doesn’t take long for him to explode deep inside of her, as the sight of his love with another woman was a fantasy he has had for too long. He kisses her back as he pulls her to him, pressing his naked body against hers, feeling her heartbeat in anticipation and excitement. He kisses her neck and turns her face towards his, kissing her lightly on the cheek. She turns around and presses her body against his, touching his face and pulling him closer. She smiles slyly and says: ‘so, you caught me, Uh, oh.’ and giggles. She pulls him onto the bed next to her and runs her hands along his body, planting kisses as she goes along. The other one is just watching them, relaxed and content keçiören escort in her orgasmic pleasure for the moment. She slides her body over his and slowly slides down to the end of the bed, her eyes watching his and a smile on her face as she moves. She stops at his cock and takes it in her hand. It is soft, for now. She wraps her fingers around it and softly moves her hand in a twisted motion as she puts her warm, wet mouth over the head. He moans a soft little moan from the feeling of this. Still watching his face she slides her mouth completely over his cock, sliding it in and out of her mouth. He begins to harden and moan, and she goes just a little faster. As he hardens in her mouth he pulls her up to him, face to face and slides his cock back inside her wanting pussy, it tightens up around him as they roll over on their hands and knees and he takes her from behind again as the other one slides under her, kissing her and playing with her clit with her fingers. He fucks her hard and the other rubs her pussy and she orgasms over and over, as neither will let her go. She thinks she can’t take anymore and then comes another. He explodes once again inside of her as she has a final orgasm and slides his drained cock out while the other one slides down and slips her mouth over her hot filled pussy and starts sucking out his tasty cum from deep inside, send her into another series of wild orgasms. They collapse onto the bed and fall asleep in a tangled web of bodies.

She awakens in the night, the sexy body of the man who owns her soul next to her makes her smile. She wonders if it was really only a dream?

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We are going out for dinner and drinks at a bar/diner, its busy and dimly lit with lots of music and a party atmosphere. I am wearing a skirt and strapless top, no bra but some wispy lacey panties. While we’re sitting down for dinner you reach under my skirt frequently and tell me those panties are going to be removed before we leave. I just raise my eyebrows at you and laugh!

You send me to the bar for drinks and watch with amusement as I’m chatted up at the bar by a couple of guys who are there. I sit up on a barstool and he even puts his hand on my thigh as we’re chatting. I am clearly flirting and enjoying the attention, but I bring our drinks back to the table, you watch them watch me walk back and we all smile, you at them, them at us and we agree we might talk to them again later.

Meanwhile you go back to saying how I will not be wearing my underwear much longer and tell me to take them off there and then, at the table. I don’t believe you at first but the steely look in your eye tells me you are not kidding, I am going to have to do exactly as I am told now and quite possibly until the end of the night. I do as you ask and have no idea if anyone sees. You take my underwear and put them in your pocket, for now. I am sent to the bar for more drinks.

This time the same guys come over again, standing next to me this time and 1 has his hand on the back of my thigh, inching it up, caressing it slowly, working towards my bum. Running his hand across my bum and between the tops of my legs he comments how his friend had said he saw me remove my underwear but he didn’t believe him and had to find out for himself. esat escort I turn and smile, telling him he’s very cheeky, and bring our drinks back to the table. You decide we are going to move to a more comfortable area of the bar, to a sofa.

I do not know that you have signaled to my friends at the bar to follow us. As we reach the sofa I am surprised when you sit in a chair and indicate that I should sit on the sofa and that the 2 guys should sit either side of me. I look at you questioningly but you say nothing. You have a conversation with the 2 about how I really need to be kept under control, they may have noticed I can be quite naughty. Maybe they’d like to help you show me how to behave? You sit back and watch….

From either side of me they have a hand each on my thigh ensuring I don’t try to get up. Their hands are pulling my legs apart as they do this and each is reaching further up my thighs under my skirt. My skirt is being pushed higher until its very clear to anyone around that I am wearing no underwear and also, as my legs are parted the view is as good as that of the average gynecologist!

They begin to pull at my pussy lips, parting me and entering me with their fingers. Next thing I feel is my top being pulled down, exposing my tits to everyone. They suck hungrily on a nipple each. By now I am groggy with alcohol and though aware of the sensations have neither the inclination nor the energy to object. My eyes close as I settle into the feeling of being so exposed, loving the sensation of the 2 pairs of hands on me. But now I am aware it’s not etimesgut escort just 2 pairs of hands – there are around 8-10 there now, reaching in to feel my body, finger my now dripping and stretching pussy. Someone (maybe you) steps in and suggests we move outside as it’s crowded and smoky in here.

I am led outside and to the rear of the bar. The crowd we had of 8-10 inside all follow. There is a car park and I am put against the bonnet of a car, skirt up top down, sitting on it at first, with my legs up and open for all to see. Hand after hand works its fingers inside me, gropes at my tits. Then I am turned over to lie across the bonnet. My skirt is still up, my arse now on display, and my legs wide apart.

I feel a hand rubbing between my legs then what I know to be a cock entering my soaked and aching pussy from behind. Knowing how much I love that I push back against him and immediately get a sharp, stinging slap to the arse. I am told to lie still and take it. He pulls out and shoots a spray of cum all over my back. He’s still emptying all over me as the next guy enters me.

He’s bigger and I feel the stretch immediately. I hear laughter and comments such as ‘if she likes that wait till Mickey gives her his meat’.

The next is smaller but I’m so hot that’s welcome and I feel myself orgasm quickly with the smaller touch, this guy doesn’t mind when I thrust back against him either. The next guy however doesn’t want any of that and I’m turned round to face him, sitting on the edge of the bonnet with my legs up, held in place by 4 others so etlik escort I couldn’t move if I wanted to. My head is held back so I have to look him in the eye while I’m being fucked. I smile at the situation – if they think they’re punishing me they’re so wrong – I love being controlled so much!

However I didn’t bank on the one they called Mickey. As I’m being fucked I catch sight of the most enormous cock I’ve ever seen. Their turn to smile and laugh. I know when this guy is done I am going to be all but split in 2 by this thing.

I am turned over again so he can enter me from behind. At the same time another cock is put in my mouth so I can’t even shout out. As he enters me I get the most incredible sensation of being stretched. The friction is unbelievable and he pounds harder and harder into me. I suck hard on the cock in my mouth and the murmur around is fucking hell she’s taking it all, that’s awesome, can’t believe that cock is disappearing right into her used cunt. He bangs away for minutes then pulls out and comes in a shower all over me. That’s just too much for most of the others who come all over me from the sides too. A couple of others still manage to fuck me but I’m barely aware of it and they know it.

Gradually they drift away, leaving me the cum slut practically naked in the car park to walk home. Who knows if I’ll make it home without being targeted again, I look like such a slut.

Although of course if I’ve got you with me that won’t happen, although you will make me stop once, on a bridge, you sit me up on the wall, take down my top to expose me again, reach up my skirt to feel my swollen pussy lips, rub my clit till I come then turn me over and take me from behind yourself, erupting inside me. All the while you tell me how naughty I am but also what a good girl to prove I could do as I was told and not try arguing. As 1 final lesson you have me walk home with you’re cum dripping down my leg and my top still round my waist.

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