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Biseksüel Anılarım 2 – İlk Seksim
Biseksüel Anılarım 2 – İlk Seksim

Sabah kalktığımda sikim taş gibi olmuştu. Dün geceki yaşadıklarım inanılmaz etkilemişti beni. Murat’ı ve o yarağını düşünerek 31 çektim. Salona gittiğimde ise Murat yerinde değildi yatağına gitmişti. O halle, alkolle nasıl kalktı diye düşünüyordum. Mutfağa gidip birkaç yumurta kırdım. Çayı demledim ve yeterli sayılacak bir kahvaltı hazırladım. Murat’ı kaldırmaya gittim. Şortunu çıkarmış boxer giymişti ve siki taş gibi orada duruyordu. Bir an ulan acaba farketti mi gece olanları diye düşünüyordum da kendimi böyle bir düşüncenin saçmalığıyla kandırdım. Ve o sikini görmem de o anki düşüncelerimde odaklanmakta zorlanmama sebep oluyordu.

Yine hazla dolmuştum ama bu sefer dün geceki işe kalkışamazdım. Onu uyandırdım ve kahvaltıya çağırdım. Mutfağa geçtim ve masayı hazırlamaya devam ettim. Elini yüzünü yıkadıktan sonra mutfağa geldi. Boxerı ile gelmişti. Utangaç bir çocuk olmasına rağmen öyle rahat hareketleri beni şaşırtmıştı. Ama memnundum. O masaya oturmuşken bende masaya kahvaltılıkları koyuyordum. Onları yerleştirirken de göz ucuyla bakıyordum. Hala taş gibiydi. Bu çocuk bu cesareti nerden buluyordu. Kahvaltıya başladık. Dün gece arkadaşlarla sohbetimizi koAnuşuyorduk. Bi ara maço erkek görünümü vermek için olum şortunu mortunu giy lan felan dedim. Duyduğum cevap ise benim orospuluğa geçişimin ilk hamlelerinden biri oluyordu.

-Dün gece ağzına aldığın şeyden mi utanıyorsun?

Tam ağzımı açıp konuşacakken herşeyi hatırladığını sarhoş olduğunu ama o kadar olmadığını açıkladı.

-Dün gece hep uyanıktım. Bir orospu gibi ağzına aldın ve boşalttın ağzının içine. Seni orada domaltıp sikmek isterdim ama korkutmak istemedim.

O an bir karar vermeliydim. Bu güçsüz çocuğu engelleyebilir, ona baskın gelebilirdim. Ama bir daha o sikini bir daha kullanamazdım. Beni etrafa reklam etme olasılığı da vardı. Yapılacak tek bir şey vardı. Ona ait bir orospu gibi davranmak ve onun vazgeçemeyeceği bir şeye dönüşmek. Ama ona karşı yeri gelince dominantlığı sürdürmek ve o ezik halini devam ettirmekti. Bana bağımlı bir hayata sürüklemeliydim onu.

-Murat o büyük sikine hayatında görmediğin zevkler yaşatabilirim. Ama bunları yapmadan önce bana söz vermelisin. Şartlarımı kabul etmen gerekiyor.

-Tamam. Hepsini kabul ediyorum.

Daha şartlarımı söylemeden hepsini kabul etmesi bu çocuğu rahatlıkla kontrol edebileceğim anlamına geliyordu. Bu şansımı kaçırmamalıydım. Hemen sandalyemden kalktım ve dört ayak üzerinde durmaya başladım. Ruhum hem kadın hem orospu gibiydi. Sınırlarım yoktu zaten. Murat’a da bunları belli edecektim. Önüne doğru ilerledim. Ve boxerının üstünden sikini ellemeye başladım. Biraz elimi gezdirdikten sonra oldukça erotik hareketlerle sikini çıkardım.

Biraz elimde git gel yaptıktan sonra ucundan başlayarak yalamaya başladım. Murat belki hayatında bir daha yaşamayacağı zevklerle karşı karşıyaydı. İnanılmaz haz veriyordum. Kendim de alıyordum. Sikinin 4te 3ünü ağzıma alıyordum. Ve tam bir am şeklinde dudaklarımı ayarlıyordum. Dar ve sulu bir amcık şeklinde. Yeri gelince yavaş yeri gelince hızlanıyordum. Murat’a baktığımda zevkten gözleri dönüyordu. Başımı tutmuş ama kontrolü bana bırakmıştı.

Onun metresi gibi hareket ediyordum. Birkaç dakikaya Murat daha fazla dayanamadı ve ağzımın içine boşalmaya başladı. Lütfen hepsini yut diye söylüyordu. Kendi dölüm dışında hiç tatmamıştım ama bu sefer denemeliydim. Hepsini yuttum. Başta biraz acı geldi ama çokta kötü olmadığını farkettim. Sen bir harikasın diye kendi kendine konuşuyordu. Uzun saçlarımı okşuyordu. Daha bitmedi deyip ayağa kalktım ve elinden tutup kendi odama götürdüm onu. Her şey yeni başlamıştı.

Yatağa attım onu ve hemen üzerine uzandım. Artık aramızda sınır kalsın istemiyordum. Hemen hiç düşünmeden dudaklarına yapıştım. Başta biraz şaşırsa da devam etti o da . birkaç dakika öpüşmeden sonra yavaş yavaş hareketlerle sikine inmeye başladım. Hareketlerimi olabildiğince slow motion yapıyordum ki daha da azsın. İşe yaramıştı belli ki. Siki demir gibi olmuştu. Ağzımın içine aletini daldırdım. Offf harika bir histi. Dudaklarımı yırtarcasına yalıyordum. Zevkten mest olmuştu. Tekrar ağzıma boşalmasını istemiyordum. Ağzımı çektim ve ona baktım.

-Beni sikmeni istiyorum. Kadının olmak istiyorum. Götümün bekaretini sana sunmak istiyorum.

-Seni kadınım yapacağım. Seni altımda inim inim inletecem orospum.

İnanılmaz tahrik etmişti beni bu sözler. Üstümüzü çıkarmaya başladık. 15 saniyeye ikimizde tamamen çıplaktık. Domal dediği gibi önünde köpek gibi domalmıştım. Götümü olabildiğince yukarı kaldırmıştım. Zaten her zaman hayal ettiğim pozisyon buydu. Bir erkeğin bana arkadan sahip olması ve içime boşalması. Hiç içime almadığımı ve bu yüzden yavaş olmasını söyledim. Murat’ta eline tükürdüğünü sikini göt deliğime yaklaştırdı.

-Hop hop. Yalamayacak mısın götümü? Benim de ihtiyaçlarımı gör ve ek olarak sikinin rahat girmesini istiyorsan yapman gerekiyor.

Beni oldukça şaşırtan şekilde ikiletmeden göt deliğimi yalamaya başladı.

Çok az kıl vardı oramda. Zaten kadın gibiydim götüm konusunda. Oldukça dolgun, dışarı çıkıktı. Ve ele tam alınacak sertlik yumuşaklığı tam oranındaydı. Gelecekteki erkeklerim de kadınlardan daha güzel göte sahip olduğumu hep söylemişlerdi. Artık sok diye yalvarmasam heralde sabaha kadar devam edecekti. Tekrardan sikine tükürdü ve yavaş yavaş içime girmeye başladı.

Nasıl bir şeydi bu? Hem acı hem zevk karışmıştı. Yavaş olmasını içimden istiyordum ama bir tarafım da içimi delmesini istiyordu. Gidip gelmeleri beynime binlerce farklı his olarak geliyordu. Kalçalarımın yanından tutuyor ve sikini yarısına kadar sokup çıkarıyordu. Yavaş yavaş alışmaya da başlamıştım. Arkadan görüntümü görmeyi çok isterdim.

5 dakika siktikten sonra geleceğini söyledi. Bu kadar zamandır hayal ettiğim şeyi yapacaktı. İçime boşalacaktı. O sıcak menilerini hissetmek istiyordum. 10 saniye sonra gelmeye başladı. İnanılmazdı. Titriyordum o an. İçim sıcacık olmuştu. Boşalması bitmek bilmiyordu. Son kez tamamen içime kitlendi ve son döllerini attı.

Sikini çıkardığı gibi arkamı döndüm ve onu kendi tarafıma yastığa attım. Hemen dudaklarına yapıştım. Çok tahrik olmuştum ve elim de sikindeydi. Sıvazlıyordum baştan aşağı. Kadın erkek gibi öpüşüyorduk. Artık kendi sikimin ağrısı da vurmaya başlamıştı. hiç dokunmadığımdan boşalmamıştım. O da onun farkındaydı. Aklıma o an bir fikir geldi. Hala siki taş gibiydi. Başka bir fantezimi daha yerine getirme zamanıydı. Hadi banyo yapalım dedim ve banyonun yolunu tuttuk. Her zaman gurur duyduğum kadın gibi vücudum orada da su altında harika duracaktı. Ve bu aygırın taş gibi hali orda da bu vücudun tadına bakacaktı. Kadınlardan tek eksiğim olan memelerimi orospuluğum ve götüm ile kapatıyordum. Suyun altına girdiğimizde dudaklarımız ayrılmıyordu. Dizlerimin üstüne çöktüm ve o sertliği 5 dakika ağzımla ödüllendirdim. Sanki boşalma sonrası hala dimdik durmasına teşekkürlerimi iletiyordum. Elime şampuan aldım ve doğruldum. Sikinin üstüne akıttım. Biraz da kendi götüme sürdüm.

Domaldım ve musluktan destek aldım. Sik beni dememle içime girmesi bir oldu. Bir ahhh şeklinde inleme gelirken benden ondan ise ohhh çıkıyordu. Kalçalarımın üstünde yanlardan destek almıştı. Uzun süre boşalmayacağını biliyordum. 10 dakika öyle siktikten sonra seksimize yenilik katmaya karar verdik. Onu yere uzandırdım ve yüzüm ona dönük şekilde sikine oturdum. İlk kez yaptığım için başta biraz zorlansam da bunu da başardım. İkimiz de inliyorduk. Zevkim birbirimize karışmıştı. Artık sikimde kaskatı olmuştu. 16 santim sikime bir iki kez sıvazlamamla boşalmam bir oldu. 6 7 kere patladım. Murat’ın göğsü boynu döl içinde kalmıştı ama hiç rahatsız olmadı. Anın zevkiyle yaşıyorduk. Harika götün var diye bağırıyordu. Yorulmuştum. O da onun farkındaydı. Tekrardan domaldım. Başka pozisyonlar için uygun ortamımız yoktu. Tek yapmam gereken götümü ona sunmaktı. Zaten giriş çıkışı o yapıyordu. 5 dakika daha içime girip çıktıktan sonra tekradan boşalmaya başladı. Bu zevke hiçbir zaman alışamayacağımı hep ilk sefer ki gibi kalacağını biliyordum. Götümden sikini çıkardı. Son kalan dölleri de ağzımla temizledim. Biraz daha öpüştükten sonra banyomuzu yaptık ve çıktık. Yatağa uzandık.saat 3.30 olmuştu. 12den beri seks yapıyorduk. Arkadaşlarımızla 7de buluşacaktık. Yatağa çırılçıplak kaşık pozisyonunda uzandık ve arkama sıkıca sarılı ve siki götümün arasındayken uyumuşuz.

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ANNEMIN ÇAMAŞIRLARI
1980 yazı idi. Henüz 12 yaşında, ergenliğe giren bir çocuktum. Seksi yeni keşfediyordum. 1.65 boylarında, sarışın, iri göğüsleri olan çekici bir kadındı. Sıcak yaz günlerinde, üzerinde şort ve penye bluzlerini giyiyordu. Yarı açık sutyenler ve dantelli şort külotlar giyiyordu. Dudaklarına, her zaman donuk pembe ruj, tırnaklarına da kırmızı renkli oje sürüyordu. Onu bu haliyle çok arzuluyordum. Annemle ilgili fanteziler kuruyor, külot ve sutyenini veya vücudunun çıplak bir kısmından frikikler yakalamaya çalışıyordum. Annemlerin yatak odası holün sonundaydı. Genellikle banyo yaparken, annemi dikizliyor ve göğüslerine amına bakıyordum. İç çamaşırlarını birer birer çıkarıp yere bırakıyordu ve daha sonra suyun altına giriyordu. Ve bende onu dikizleyerek, otuzbir çekiyordum. Yine bir sabahtı ve annem elbiseleri çamaşır makinesinden çıkartıyordu. Yeni yataktan kalkmış olduğu için üzerinde yere kadar uzanan, ince tülden, mor renkli geceliği vardı. İri göğüsleri ve göğüs uçları ince geceliğin altından belli oluyor ve giymiş olduğu külotta apaçık görünüyordu. Mükemmel bir sabahtı, annem yere eğilmiş makineden elbiseleri dışarı çıkarmaya çalışıyordu. Annemin her yere eğilişinde, annemin iri göğüsleri açılan ince geceliğin altından görünüyor ve bana göz ziyafeti çekiyordu. Yumuşacık beyaz bir ten, dimdik, siyah göğüs uçları… hepsi gözlerimin önündeydi. Hepsi burada, gözlerimin önündeydi ama ben onlara dokunamıyordum. Evde yalnızdım. Azmıştım ve içimdeki dürtülere yenik düştüm. Annemin yatak odasına çıktım. Üstünde sadece iççamaşırları vardı.
Kalp atışlarım hızlanmıştı ve boş odada duyabildiğim tek ses olmuştu. Ben ise merak ve heyecan içinde çekmeceyi kurcalıyor ve annemin ipek ve satenden oluşan harika iç çamaşırı koleksiyonunu gözden geçiriyordum. annemin mahrem yerlerine değen şeyler gözümün önündeydi. Annemin her gün giydiği, memelerine, amına ve kalçalarına değen şeylerdi. Daha sonra, açık mavi renkli, dantelden yapılmış külotu aldım. İpek gibi yumuşacık külotu, titreyen ellerimle okşadım. Ardından diğer bir külotunu aldım ve yüzüme sürtmeye başladım. cennette olmalıydım. Annemin külotları, iç çamaşırları, yumuşacık, seksi ve çok azdırıcıydı. Ve sikim aşırı derecede kalmıştı. Kalkmış sikim, giymiş olduğum solgun, sıradan şortu zorluyor ve bende annemin seksi çamaşırlarına sevgi ile dokunuyordum. Bir kelime bulamk için kendimi zorluyordum. Tamamen soyundum. Tişörtümü çıkardım. Daha sonra da şortumu da külotumla beraber aşağıya indirdim. Ardından şortumu, ayağımla diğer tarafa fırlattım. Bir süre öyle çıplak kaldım. Önünde ayağa kalktım.
Yeniden annemin, açık ona çekmecesine yöneldim. Ve düşük belli, beyaz külotunu aldım. Elimdeki annemin ipek ve dantelden yapılmış külotunu yavaşça sikime sürmeye başladım. Kalbim vücudumdan fırlayacakmış gibi atıyordu. yere doğru eğildim ve beyaz külotu giyiverdim. Üzerime oturmuştu. Kalçalarımı sarmıştı, sikimi de içine koyuverdim. Aynadaki görüntüme baktım ve sikimi annemin beyaz, dantelli külotunun üzerinden sıvazlamaya başladım. Aynanın önündeyken, kalçalarımı külotun üzerinden okşamaya başladım. Ne yapacağını bilmiyordu.-mehmet pantolonunu çıkart, dedim. Daha sonra dikkatlice külotu çıkardım ve çekmeceye aynı şekilde yerleştiriverdim. bu arada diğer çekmeceyi açtım. En altta annemin en seksi çamaşırını buldum. bu leopar desenli ince tülden yapılmış bir babydoll ve eşi olan bir stringdi. Bu seksi şey beni daha da delirtmişti. Çünkü çok seksi ve edepsiz bir giysiydi. Bunu genç kızlar ve playboy modelleri hatta fahişeler giyebilirdi ama benim annem değil. Annem bu seksi çamaşırı giyip sikişiyordu.
Hemen babydollü çekmeceden dışarı çıkarttım ve ayağa kalktım. elimde duran bu seksi çamaşırı giymek istiyordum. Dikkatlice stringi giydim ve kocaman olmuş sikimi güçlükle annemin leopar desenli külotunun içine koydum. Yeniden aynaya yöneldim ve kendimi seyrettim ve ardından annemin seksi baydolünü de giydim. Bir süre öylece aynada kendimi seyrettim. Çok heyecanlıydım ve kendimi çok iyi hissediyordum. Etrafımda dönüp bir kere daha kendime baktım. Bu günü asla unutmayacaktım. Üzerimde annemin en seksi ve edepsiz giysileri üzerimde zevkin doruklarına çıkmak üzereydim. Ellerimi yeniden annemin kalçalarına koydum. hala çıkartmadığı saten külotunun üzerinden kalçalarını okşuyordum. İçimde utanç, korku ve yakalanma duyguları gittikçe büyüyordu. Ama bu duygular beni daha fazla heyecanlandırıyordu. Vücuduma değen ipeksi danteli içimdeki duyguları dışarı çıkarıyordu. kalkmış sikimi annemin külotunun içinden dışarı çıkardım, şimdi sadece taşaklarımı kapatıyordu annemin seksi külotu. Sikimi sıvazlamaya başladım. Annemin buraya gelip beni böyle bulmasını hayal ettim. annem içeri giriyor ve beni görünce, iğrençmişim gibi bakıyordu. Ellerim arkama getirdim. Karşısında, sikim dimdik bir şekilde, giymiş olduğum çamaşırının içinden ona doğru yönelmişti. Ellerimi şaşkınlık tan açılmıl olan ağzına götürdü ve bana bir süre baktı. Yüzündeki korkunç bakışın yerini şeytanca bir sırıtış aldı. Annem beyaz, ipek bir bluz giyiyordu. altında da çiçekli biretek giyiyordu. Giydiği ipek gömleğin altından, dantelli beyaz sutyeni görebiliyordum. göğüsleri üstten biraz dışarı taşmıştı. Bana yaklaştı. -bu ne demek oluyor. Dedi. -anne , ben… . .” “Shh! -bebeğim!!! Annem elinin tersi ile yüzüme dokundu ve parmaklarını yanağımda yukarı aşağı gezdirdi. -neden sikini külotun içine koymuyorsun, dedi. Neden beraber yapmıyoruz şunu, diye ekledi. bende hemen dediğini yapıp sikimi annemin külotunun içine soktum. -şimdi söyle bakalım babydolumu giymiş, ne yapmayı düşünüyordun? Yoksa küçük oğlumun bir ibne mi olduğunu mu düşünmeliyim?
-anne, hayır düşündüğün gibi değil. Ben sadece böyle daha iyi hissediyorum. Ben sadece böyle daha iyi hissediyorum. Kendimi tutamadım, ben… Bu arada dudaklarım titremeye başladı ve hafifçe ağlamaya başladım. Annem yüzümden tuttu ve gözyaşlarımı sildi. Sonra saçlarımdan tutup, beni kendine doğru çekti ve dudaklarını dudaklarımla birleştirdi ve beni şiddetli bir şekilde öpmeye başladı. Dudaklarımız birleştiğinde korku ile karışık bir heyecana kapıldım. Dilimi dudaklarımın içinden kaydırdı. Dillerimiz birbirine değerek dans ediyordu. Annem vücudunu bana doğru yasladı. Bir yandan öpüşüyorduk, annem bir an ellerini aşağıya indirdi ve giymiş olduğum külotunun üzerinden kalçalarımı okşamaya başladı. Sonunda annem dudaklarını dudaklarımdan ayırdı. -bebeğim!!! Sanırım bu öpücükten dolayı, sikin nerdeyse külotumu yırtıp içeri girecekti. yani sen kızlardan hoşlanıyorsun. Ama aynı zamanda da annenin külotlarını da giymeyi seviyorsun. Annemin külotları nasıl söyleyeceğimi bilmiyordum. Hala korkuyor ve utanıyordum, Ama annem hiç öyle görünmüyordu. -geldiğimde ne yapıyordun? -ben… . . ben… . .” -otuzbir mi? Annesinin küçük oğlu bunu mu yapıyordu? anneciğinin seksi çamaşırlarını giyip kendini mi okşuyordun? Şaşırma öyle. Anneciğin senin bütün edepsiz oyunlarını biliyor. Şimdi sana birkaç tanede ben öğreteceğim. Sikini dışarı çıkart bakalım. Hadi sikimi okşamaya başla. Annemin dediklerini yapmaya başladım. önce sikimi annemin külotunun içinden çıkarıp serbest bıraktım ve sikimi, yumruk yaptığım sağ elimin içinde ileri geri kaydırmaya başladım. -benim küçük, edepsiz oğlum… Taşaklarını ez, okşa oğlum ve sikini annen için sev… Evet, benim azmış oğlum…. Sen küçük pis otuzbircisin. Sana biraz malzeme vermek lazım böylece daha zevkli boşalbilirsin. Bunla birlikte annem önümde soyunmaya başladı. Meraklı gözlerle soyunan anneme bakıyordum. Gömleğini çıkarttı ve yere bıraktı. altında ki dar, dantelli sutyenin içinden, kocaman memelerini taşıyordu. Bana bir bakış attı ve çiçekli eteğinin fermuarını açarak aşağıya doğru sıyırdı. Üzerinde beyaz külot ve sutyeni bana sunuyordu. Giydiği külot ve sutyen beni büyülemişti. Üstünde sadece iççamaşırları vardı. Beyaz ipekten yapılmış, dantelli külot ve sutyeni hafif yanmış vücudunda mükemmel duruyordu. Annem sağ elini sol omzuma getirdi ve elini, giymiş olduğum leopar desenli babydolun ince askısını omzumdan aşağı doğru kaydırdı. Askının düşmesiyle sol göğüs ucum göründü. -burda, dedi ve bu seni olduğundan fazla seksi yapıyor, diye devam etti. -bak bize. Anne ve oğul… Benim seksi babydolün içinde çok seksi görünüyorsun. Ben nasılım,dedi Annenin külot ve sutyenini görmek hoşuna gitti mi? Bunlar annenin amını ve büyük memelerini örtüyorlar. Tanrım. Sikin çok büyük tatlım. Boşalmak üzeresin değil mi? Annenin külotuna boşalmak üzeresin. Bak onu şimdiden ıslatmışsın. Hadi anneciğin sana yardım etsin. Annem parmaklarını görünen göğüs uçlarımın üzerinde dolandırdı. Bana dokunduğunda nefesim kesilecek gibi oldu. Sikimi okşuyor, annemin şehvet uyandıran güzelliğine bakıyordum. Arkasına doğru biraz eğilmiş, sol eli kalçasında ve sağ eli göğüs uçlarımda bir şekilde duruyordu. Sırıtarak, parmakları işe göğüs uçlarımı sıkıştırıyordu. Bir nefes daha aldım. Annem hırıltılı bir şeyler mırıldanarak beni azdırıyordu.-hadi bebeğim Annesinin küçük oğlu, Hadi boşalt döllerini… Anneciğin için, şimdi boşal, akıt döllerini. Boşaldı, hem de çok şiddetli bir şekilde. Döllerimi annemin giydiği beyaz külotuna ve beline doğru fışkırttım. . . Annemin yatak odasında durmuş, annemle ilgili köyü şeyler düşünüyordum. sikimi okşuyor ve boşalmaya çalışıyordum. Annemin çamaşırlarına boşalma riskine giremedim. hemen üzerimdekileri çıkartıp, aynı şekilde çekmeceye yerleştirdim. Artık dayanacak gücüm kalmamıştı, bir an önce boşalmalıydım. Şu anda annemin yatak odasınında çırılçıplak duruyordum. Sikimi biraz daha sıvazladıktan sonra, çıplak bedenimde soğuk bir hava hissettim. Hatırladığım tek şey çok fazla şekilde zevk aldığım ve elime boşaldığımdı. Döllerimi annemin giydiği beyaz külotuna ve beline doğru fışkırttım.

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Pasif-Aleyna – Hakan ve Tarık
Tekrardan selam size başından geçen başka hikayeyi anlatıcam. Tamamıyla gerçektir. Sizi kandırmak gibi bir niyetim yok. Hikayeme başlıyorum. Kendimi tanıtıyım. Adım, Aleyna 19 yaşındayım, pasifim. Gerçekten dolgun ve çıkık bir popom var. Tanga giymeye ve ilişkilerde kadın gibi davranmaya bayılırım. Tüysüzümdür.
Öncelikle hikayeye başlamadan önce bir hatırlatma yapmak istiyorum artık gerçekten sıkıldım. Bu hikayeler tamamiyle gerçektir. Hiçbir şekilde hayal unsuru yada argo tabirle götten sallama değildir. Tamamiyle yaşanmış hikayelerdir. Yalan söylememe gerek bir durum zaten yok. Tamam desem 10 tane sikici bulabilecekken neden yalan söyleyeyim. Bunu bana inanmayan “ucube”lere söylüyor. Teşekkürler.
Hikayeme başlıyorum. İnternette dolandığım günlerde yeni bir sikici arayışındaydım ama Hakan’la görüşmekte istiyordum. Vakit ve yer bulamadığımız için zorlanıyorduk. Forumlarda gezerken Hakan aradı ve aşkım nerdesin ev boş gel lütfen dedi. Bende bakarız dedim ama 5 dk sonra yola çıktım. Kapıya vurdum ve beni içeri aldı.
Hoş geldin dedi. İçeri oturdum 5 dk sonra kapı çaldı. 1 kişi içeri girdi. Gelen Hakan yaşlarında bir adamdı hoş görünümlü biriydi. Hemen bizi tanıştırdı adı Tarık olduğunu söyledi. Ben geliyorum dedim ve Hakan’ın yanına gittim. Bu kim dedim. 5 dk durdu ve canım eğer istersen bize katılmak istiyor 2. Aktif eğer istersen eğer istemezsen hemen yollayabilirim. Bende düşündüm ve bu deneyimi yaşamalıyım dedim ve tamam dedim. Güldü ve harikasın dedi. Şimdi benim odama git ve orda kıyafetleri giy dedi. Hemen odasına gittim. Yatağın üzerinde kırmızı bir jartiyer set duruyordu. Çorabıyla birlikte tamamiyle bir setti yalnız. Hemen üstüme giydim ve içeri doğru yürüdüm. Salona girmemle Tarık “dediğin kadar varmış” dedi. Gülüştüler. İkisi ayağa kalktılar hemen ortalarına geçtim ve yavaşça dizlerimin üstüne oturdum.
Fermuarlarını açıyorlardı. Açtıklarında iki tane müthiş yarak suratıma bakıyor yala beni diyordu resmen. Hakan’ın ki daha büyük ve kalın olmasına rağmen Tarık’ın ki de fena değildi. Hemen iki elimede tükürdüm ve elimle 31 çekmeye başladım. Ohhh diye sesler çıkıyordu ama ilk dil darbesini Hakan’a attım. Hakan’ın kini yalıyor Tarık’a elimle 31 çekiyor sonra Tarık’ın kini yalıyor Hakan’ınkine 31 çekiyordum süperdi. İlk darbe benden dedi Hakan ve arkama geçti. Tarık arkasındaki koltuğa oturdu ve önüne gittim ve yalamaya başladım. Hakan arkama geldi ve götüme ufak bir tokat attı. Son olarak sikini tükürükledi ve yavaşça götüme götürdü. Yavaş yavaş içime girdi ve köküne geldiğinde ahh diye bağırdım. Tarık şaşırdı. Kız gibi bağırıyor dedi. Güldük ve devam ettik. Hakan arkadan sikiyor bende Tarık’ın sikini ve taşaklarını yalıyordum. Tarık resmen mayışmıştı. Hakan arkadan ohh layarak aşkım hızlanıcam artık dedi. Belimden kavradı ve gitgellerini hızlandırmaya başladı. Baya acıyordu. Acıdan yalayamıyordum bile 10 dk sonra yer değiştirdiler.
Tarık sikiyle direk tek hamlede götüme girdi. Ahh dedim. Yavaş ol biraz dedim. Pardon dedi. Sikmeye başladı. Hakan önümde mayışmış bir şekilde sikini yalatıyor ve taşaklarını emdiriyordu. Tarık ise arkada zevkle götümü sikiyordu. Süperdi arada inliyor daha çok azdırıyordum Tarık’ı. Tarık o gazla sanki götümü parçalayacak gibi sıkıyor tokat atıyordu. Süper bir biçimde hızlanmıştı. Patlamamasını söyledim. Daha çok erken bebeğim dedi. Bir süre sonra Hakan kalktı ve yere uzandı. Hemen kalktım ve sikine sırtım ona dönük şekilde oturdum. Tarık önüme geçti ve sikini bana uzattı. Çok fazla azıyordum ilk defa 2 azgın herifin arasında kalmıştım zorlu ama süper bir şeydi.
Hakan alttan sikiyor yukarda ben Tarık’ın sikini ve taşaklarını yalıyordum. Gerçekten çok güzeldi. Hakan hadi canım zıpla artık dedi ve zıplamaya başladım. Sonuna kadar alıyordum sürekli zıplıyordum süperdi bazen siki ağzımdan çıkıyordu ama Hakan’ın siki içimdeyken başka bir şey düşünemiyordum. Gerçekten çok güzeldi. Artık pozisyon değiştirmeliydik ki o ilginç fikri kafama sokana dek. Tarık döndü ve ikisini birden almayı dener misin? Dedi. Acıyacağını düşünerek olmaz dedim. Porno filmlerde götten alan kadınları erkekleri izliyordum ama nasıl olurdu bilmiyorum. Tarık 1 kere deneyelim olmazsa çıkarırız hemen dedi. Biraz durdum ve Hakan istersen ama istemiyorsan seni zorlamam dedi. Bende Hakan’a güvenerek tamam olur dedim ve Tarık harikasın dedi. Hakan koltuğa oturdu bende kucağına oturdum yüzüm ona dönük şekilde biraz git gel yapmaya başladı sonra Tarık kalçalarımdan tutarak durdurdu. Yavaşça sikini sokmaya çalışıyordu. Zorluyordu ama olmuyordu kendimi istemsiz yere sıkıyordum. Kendim yapmıyordum sanki korkudan vucüdum kendi kendine yapıyordu. Sıkma lütfen kendini dedi ve kendimi hazırladım ve tamam dedim. Yavaşça ilerletti kafası girdiğinde size söyle diyim resmen götümün deliği yırtılacak gibi oldu. Lütfen çıkar dedim. Tarık tamam dedi şuan böyle duruyorum dedi. Harketsiz bir biçimde 1 dk öyle durduk bu arada Tarık deliğime resmen eliyle masaj yapıyordu. Sonra biraz daha biraz daha derken sikinin yarısı içerideydi.
Tarık bundan sonrasını hareket ettirerek yapıcaz dedi. Hakan alttan yavaşça darbe yapmaya başlamıştı. Tarıkta buna uyarak yavaş yavaş sikiyordu. Bir süre sonra acı arttı ama onların boşalacaklarını bildiğim için sadece acıdan inliyor. Artık boşalın içime diyordum. Tarık ciddi misin dedi. Evet dedim ve devam ettiler sikmeye. Gerçekten çok fazla acıyordu eğer böyle bir şey yalamak isteyenler varsa lütfen dikkatli olsunlar gerçekten çok acıtıyordu. Artık boşalmaları lazımdı ve öylede oldu ikiside ohhh diyerek boşaldılar ilk sanırım Tarık ardından Hakan boşaldı ve götümden çıkardılar siklerini. Karşı koltuğa gidip oturdular ben aynı pozisyonda durdum ve içimden çıkan menilere bakıyordum. İkiside resmen nefessiz kalmışlardı.
Götüm resmen sızlıyordu. Tarık ve Hakan çok teşekkür ederek beni yolcu ettiler inanılmaz bir deneyimdi. Ama dediğim gibi çok zordu.
Teşekkürler…

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Being known as the office tease or slut doesn’t bother me, I enjoy sex a lot in all its forms so being known as promiscuous suits me fine as it means I get a lot of guaranteed action!

There was an occasion I remember well during a meeting, round a table of 7 people, my colleague to the right of me began feeling my leg. Most girls might feel this as an intrusion of privacy, I don’t, I love being fondled in inappropriate situations! Don’t get me wrong if I know the guy to be a creep I’ll brush him off but in most cases I’m all for some sexual groping!

My colleague, Scott, is a good looking, athletic guy. I knew he had a girlfriend but that was a minor detail and if he chose to feel me up and turn me on then that’s his prerogative! During the meeting his hand moved further up my stockinged thigh till it was at the top of my black stockings. During a part of the meeting where I was required to speak Scott un clasped my stocking and began to push it down my leg, knowing this would put me in an awkward situation at some point! I wasn’t annoyed, rather, very much turned on by this forwardly flirty behaviour!

As Scott moved his hand further up my thigh I spread my legs as wide as I could, giving him room to stroke my moist pussy through tuzla escort my lace knickers. He expertly rubbed me softly, locating my clit which was swelling under his perfect strokes!

The meeting came to an end and in effort to somewhat keep my decency and my job I stayed behind, pretending to sort my papers and notes. Scott left me with a wink and a smile. I redid the clasps on my stockings and fixed my tight pencil skirt which had ridden up. I had a quick feel of my pussy and right enough it was dripping wet!

Later, as I was leaving the office Scott came up to me and whispered that I follow him. I knew that this was going to lead to some sex and in the frustrated state I was in after the meeting I was gagging for a good slamming!

He led me into an empty office where he shut the door, pinned me against it and we kissed passionately. His hands were all over me, gripping my firm ass and feeling the curve of my back. It felt great and I was filling with lust fast! I dropped my bag on the floor and tried to undo his belt and trousers to free the swelling cock I could feel grinding against my stomach.

Scott pulled off my jacket as I took out his cock. I made to fall to my knees but as I did so he pushed me over to the desk tuzla escort bayan and bent me over it. I looked over my shoulder to see him standing back admiring the view of me bent over the desk. Standing in my black high heels spread slightly apart, my long toned stockinged legs leading up to my tight pencil skirt, perfectly showing off the slight curve of my firm ass and my tailored blouse framing the curve of my torso. He was slowly stroking himself and his eyes were filled with lust.

He moved forward and sank to his knees to pushed his hands up legs, pulling my skirt up as he went. He then pulled down my knickers slowly and removed them from my feet. He then felt my ass with his strong hands, all over moving to my pussy lips and back round. Pulling apart my ass cheeks he kissed my ass and began to tongue my asshole. It felt so amazing, the nerves sent shocks of pleasure up my spine making me quiver with lust! Pushing two fingers into my pussy sent more shocks and really got my juices going!

As my asshole relaxed with his tongue teasing it Scott pushed his finger in and began to tease it wider! Once wide enough he stood up, spat into the hole and slowly but firmly pushed his sizeable cock into my tight ass. It sent me into a lustful escort tuzla daze! I could feel his every inch in me and with my asshole contracting he pushed harder and harder, heightening the pleasure!

Scott occasionally pulled out his meat to spit into the gaping hole, the cool of the natural lube sent shivers down my spine but in my aroused state it felt good! After what seemed an age of amazing anal, Scott pushing his large cock into my tight ass I could feel him grow even harder, this naturally felt even better bringing me close to a climax. Scott was obviously close too, telling my his groaning and swelling cock. All of a sudden I could feel the shots of warm spunk filling my ass. Scott his groaning immensely as he sent load after load of his hot cum into me. The feeling of this sent me into an orgasmic bliss, I screamed and bucked against him, pushing his meat further into me, making the orgasm so powerful!

Once Scott was done he pulled out his cock and watched me twitch in my post orgasmic state. I could barely support myself against the desk I was so weak. Once recovered I pulled down my skirt, adjusted my stockings and wiped up the spunk that was running down my leg with my knickers which I picked up from the floor. Scott smiled and took the knickers from my hand and pushed them into his pocket.

He left the office leaving me to ponder what just happened. Amazing anal in a colleagues office at work. What more could an office slut want!

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I looked in-between the semi-closed door, knowing what I was doing was wrong. I just couldn’t help it. She was in the bathroom, fresh out of the shower. Her towel wrapped tightly around, directly above the thigh. The towel was old, frayed, and ripped. Skin could be seen through the holes. I grew hard instantly. My jeans quickly became uncomfortable. What happened next surprised me, the towel dropped. It wasn’t an accident, however. She left my view walking into the closet on her right.

I immediately went off to my room and picked up a book to get my mind off of what I almost saw. I felt dirty and disgusting peeking in like that. Page after page turned until I was no longer aroused. It was to the point I even forgot what I saw.

“Sion”

Too engrossed in the book did I even look up.

“Sion”

I kept reading.

“Sion” I heard more loudly this time.

“What?” I said.

“I am going out now. Make sure you do your homework and take your shower.”

Throughout her talking to me, all I could do was stare at what she was wearing. It was black. It went down to her mid-thigh where I could see a slim skin line where her thigh highs ended and her skirt began. Her heels were two inches high, and the top of her cleavage up. Her hair and make-up was flawless. I began to get aroused once again. It was one of those outfits that were skin tight. I know I’ve tried it on.

“Are you listening to me?”

“Yea, yea. Don’t worry I can take care of myself.”

“Ok. See you later. I love you Honey.”

“I love you too Mom.”

With that she left to go down the stairs. I knew she was going out for the past week. It was all she talked about. I had tonight planned since I found out about it. I just wish she wore a different outfit. I waited as I usually do, for about fifteen minutes. When I was sure she was gone I headed into the shower.

I turned the water on letting it heat up. Stepping in I let the hot water caress my body. I quickly washed my hair and body, not forgetting to wash behind my ears. As I began to wash my cock I slowed down. The lather made a good lubricant while I was rubbing my ass. Pushing my body against the wall, I eased my ass out. I began playing with my ass thinking of my mother’s collection of dildos. I stuck a finger up my ass then another. I had a good rhythm going until the water began to get cold.

I exited the shower drying off completely. Exiting the bathroom I went directly into my mother’s room. I started going through her drawers looking for something to wear. I found another pair of thigh highs which I laid out on her bed. Then I pulled out a pair of black panties, a thong no less. It seemed like she bought a whole new set of lingerie. I looked further finding a red chemise bursa escort and a black garter belt. I flung them on the bed too.

Searching through her other drawers I found a French Maids outfit. I hesitated then flung that on the bed too. I did all this naked with a raging hard on. I entered into her closet to pick out a dildo. Before I walked into the closet I noticed her vibrator on the toilet seat. I looked in the bag at the bottom of the closet and noticed a few others were missing. She even bought some new ones. I was surprised when I saw a double-headed dildo. It was huge. I wanted to use it…but it was still wrapped. The largest new one that was unwrapped was big. It was eight inches long and two inches thick. I pulled it out and tossed it on the bed.

I looked to see if there were any new video tapes to watch. Unfortunately they were the same old movies. I picked good old number sixteen, which was TABOO. A nice little adult feature about mother and son. I dressed after I put the movie on. I began first with the thigh highs. Sitting on my mothers bed I rolled them on up my thigh. My dick had a mind of it’s own.

The stockings fit perfectly. Next I clipped on the garter belt and attached them to the thigh highs. Unsuccessful the first few times. Then I put on the thong panties. Everything felt so smooth and silky. Pre-cum erupted from my dick soiling the panties. I knew I’d have to wash them now. I put on her red chemise which came down to my mid thigh. Just like what my Mom was wearing. After I admired myself in the mirror she has attached to her dresser. I turned around and looked at the dildo first. I always shoved them up my ass, but never in my mouth. I cleared off the dresser in front of the mirror to give me some space.

I picked up the dildo which had a suction cup on the bottom. I applied it to the surface after licking the bottom. it stuck. I licked the tip of it as I looked in the mirror. I felt like such a slut. I slowly stuck it into my mouth. Trying to suck it right way I gagged. I stopped. My erection stretched continuously messing up my Mother’s panties. I left the toy secure and finished dressing.

Having long hair I looked the perfect little slut. I rubbed myself lightly feeling the urge to cum. I knew if I did that my night would be done. I wanted to continue but knew I would get off even better if I waited.

I looked at the dildo bending slightly realizing I wanted to deep throat it. I began sucking the tip all over. I eased my mouth down an inch then two. Getting a rhythm I pretended to love it. Three inches down it touched the back of my throat. I drooled over it finally getting four inches. I backed up and then swallowed hard. I marked how far I went with my hand, and looked how far I made it. bursa escort bayan It seemed to be five inches. I needed something to help.

I went downstairs forgetting how I was dressed. I went to the Kitchen and took out the whip cream. Running back upstairs to get going again. The thong pressed against my ass. It Began to itch, it wanted to get fucked. I entered my Mother’s room feeling like such a naughty little girl. I put the whip cream on the whole dildo.

After moments I was clear down to the balls. Talking dirty to myself. I kept calling myself bitch, slut, whore, and my favorite cock-swallowing cunt. Finally, I grabbed the back of my head and forced it down. The next thing I knew it was deep in my throat. It is a sensation I cannot quite describe, but my dick liked it. My lips were pressed against the rubber balls. My dick leaked once more.

I lifted my head satisfied that I did it. With a wet slurping sound I pulled the dildo off the dresser. I needed to feel it up my ass, so I laid down on the bed. I spread my legs fingering the tip of my ass under my Mom’s panties. This I was used too. Using the cum already swelling I squeezed some over my fingers making it easier to slide it up my ass. It slid right in like it did in the shower. Moans escaped my lips and I think I even cried “Oh Mom” a few times. I entered two then three fingers. It felt so good. I arranged myself on the bed so I could look into the mirror. Seeing the dildo dry I sucked on it some more so i wouldn’t be fucking myself raw.

I continued finger fucking myself sliding a fourth finger in. I pushed the dildo to my ass. I struggled to insert it but it wouldn’t go. I looked around the room and decided to put it back where I started. I used the suction cup back in front of the mirror. I balanced myself precariously above it letting gravity help me. The panties kept getting in the way so I held them aside. Still no go. I went into my bathroom and got some liquid soap and soaped up my ass and toy. Once again the balancing trick.

I felt the pleasure of it’s penetration. I felt the first inch enter. That’s when I realized my mistake. I didn’t dry my hands and they became slippery. I fell. Not over, but straight down. The dildo went fully into my ass. I stiffened, not wishing to move. I felt around looking for blood which I didn’t see. Then The fear left and the excitement over came me again. I had eight inches in my ass. Eight Inches! I was almost ready to cum but I stopped myself by not thinking of it. I got my balance again and began fucking myself. Up and down, quicker and quicker. I was ready to cum when I heard something I shouldn’t have. My mom’s car.

I ran to the window. Fear came to the fore front. I was caught. I straightened up smiling at escort bursa the sick irony. I was wearing a maids outfit. I straightened up as best I could for the length of time it took her to pull the car into the garage. I took the tape out of the VCR and turned the T.V off. I rushed into my room with the dildo still in the maid’s outfit. I was rummaging under the covers as I heard her voice and a man’s voice making its way up from the basement. I covered every part of me with the covers. My ass felt sore but craved to be filled again. I curled up in a fetal position. I heard my mom’s speech clearly now.

“I just have to see if my son is sleeping.”

“My room is right down the hall, just make yourself comfortable.”

I felt my mom’s presence looking in on me. I felt uncomfortable holing back. I wanted to scream that I was sorry, I didn’t mean it. She stayed there for what seemed like an eternity. When she finally left I started to hump the bed. I needed to get off and I didn’t care that my Mom was about to get off. I was ready to cum when I heard something abnormal. So I listened in.

“Yes, Mistress.” The mans voice said.

“So you like being my servant. Lets see how good of a servant you are. Lick my shoes.”

I didn’t know if he was doing it or not, but I had to find out. I got up and looked around the corner. He was. He actually was! That lucky bastard! I watched rubbing my dick through my Mom’s panties.

“Suck my dick you little whore.” My mother said. I watched as she lifted her skirt, and out popped a strap on dildo. I realized, that’s what was missing form the bag. I rubbed faster.

“Yes, Mistress.” He replied.

“Ready for truth or dare, you little slut?”

“yes, Mistress.”

“Are you a kinky Bastard?”

After each question he replied “Yes, Mistress.” Half way through the questioning I began to cum. I was still fully dressed and had no idea how I was going to explain it. I was embarrassed and felt guilty that I was watching this man suck my mom’s strap on between answering. I turned to go into my room when the next question made me freeze.

“Would you like to pretend to be my son?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Ten call me Mommy.”

Oh shit man! My Mom was kinky! “Yes, Mommy.” Was his only reply.

“Then let me fuck you my baby boy. Let me hold you close.”

“Yes, Mommy.”

I became so hard again, I couldn’t believe it. He crawled up onto the bed and lowered his pants, kneeling on all fours. My Mom positioned herself behind him and began fucking him. I went back to bed listening to his moans wishing that was me, while I jerked off again.

I woke up with dried cum in my mom’s panties. I striped carefully throwing the clothes under my bed and got ready for school. I was relieved to hear the shower running. Its kind of embarrassing almost being caught, wearing women’s clothes. Let alone by my mother. As the day went on, I became horny again and wondered what would have happened if I were caught.

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Emily woke suddenly and for a moment was confused. Then, she saw Carlos leaning over her pushing her legs apart and moving into position between them. The sex and brief sleep had taken away her lust and the realization about what she had done hit her hard.

“No, no more, please! I need to go,” she implored the black man.

“Baby, we got time. Sam and Janice went back to fucking,” he declared.

Seeing the young wife sprawled out and freshly fucked had excited them and they returned to the bedroom.

Carlos pushed her legs open, moved his body between them, and put a hand on her shoulder to pin her so she couldn’t move away. Nervously, she watched as he took his fat cock in his free hand and brought the head to her slit.

“Yeah…you still ready,” he said as he teased her opening.

With his semen slowly oozing out of her opening, Carlos was able to coat the head and start to push inside.

“Please no,” Emily whined, trying one last time to stop him.

Carlos ignored her and kept working his shaft to get deeper penetration. When he had made it halfway, he started quick, short thrusts intended to get them fully lubed. It worked, and less than a minute later he pushed forward until his balls were snug against her firm ass.

After a short pause, he started fucking the married white woman with powerful strokes. Before, he had shown some compassion in their coupling, but now, fueled by his own lust and goading from his cousin, he was going to make it all about him. Emily’s fingernails bit into his biceps letting him know that he had her attention and that she was likely feeling some pain. However, rather than make him slow, the knowledge excited him further and his hammering became even more pronounced.

“Please…please, Carlos…you’re hurting me,” Emily begged.

“You best just close your eyes, Carlos’ going to take it now,” he grunted in response.

For the next few minutes, Emily did exactly that. She tried to take her mind off the pain she was feeling and the thought of her nasty cheating. But it was impossible to ignore what was happening and she suddenly realized that she was no longer feeling discomfort. Somehow, a warm feeling had replaced it deep in her pelvis that was beginning to radiate outward. Along with that, there was the sound of her pussy responding to its invader with wet smacking sounds. However, what put her back in a place of abandon was when she opened her eyes and saw the thick black monster sliding easily in and out of her body. Involuntarily, she shuddered and her pussy clamped down on Carlos’ cock.

“Oh yeah…squeeze that thing baby…do it again,” he spoke to her hoarsely, with a lust filled smile.

Strangely, Emily did as he demanded and used her muscles to clamp down and he responded by thrusting into her with more urgency.

“Ummm…uhhh…” she whined, abandoning her attempt to disassociate from the act.

“You liking it now,” Carlos stated, and he took his hand and started pinching her small, erect nipples.

“Ohhh…ohhh…ummm…mmm…” she let out, showing the effect.

Janice and Sam could hear the bedsprings squeaking and the occasional excited whine from Emily. Together, they slowed their pace so they could listen to the mating occurring just down the hall.

“Tight ass bitch likes black cock,” Sam said, stating the obvious.

“She needed it,” Janice replied, and she felt both erotic exhilaration and a certain sense of worry as she audibly witnessed Emily’s plunge.

They had all but stopped when they heard her orgasm start and seconds later, Carlos announced loudly that he was cumming. The cries and squeaking continued for a good minute before the sounds slowed then stopped altogether.

“Hurry up and finish,” Janice instructed Sam.

She knew she was far from a climax, but wanted to give him the chance. It took just a few more minutes before Sam grunted, then groaned and put more of his seed into his lover.

“Emily, we need to go,” Janice called out while gently knocking on the closed door.

Carlos had spooned up behind her after their mutual orgasm and held her tightly against his body. He was slowly stroking her from her breasts to her mound and she thought, by the swelling in his cock, that he might be building for another round. Thus, her supervisor’s words provided a feeling of relief.

“I…I need my clothes. They’re in the dryer,” she answered, hoping Janice would bring them and save her the humiliation of walking naked through the house.

Shortly, there was another knock on the door followed by the sound of it opening. Janice appeared in the doorway carrying her things with Sam right behind peering over her shoulder. The only thing shielding her body from his view was her lover’s body.

“We done had a good time,” Carlos stated while pulling away from her and stretching.

His move did two things. First, it left her completely exposed and instinctively she used her hands to try and cover her privates. Second, it showed bursa escort Carlos’ large cock totally covered in her juices. She felt humiliated and the feeling grew when she saw the two men smiling at each other.

“Janice can you get them out so I can get dressed?” she begged.

“Kind of late to get modest,” the black woman replied, but at the same time, she began to shoo the men from the room.

Janice closed the door behind her leaving Emily alone, and instantly she jumped from the bed, feeling the soreness already creeping into her pussy, and started putting on her clothes. When she finished, she took several deep breaths and then opened the door. Fortunately, her supervisor was alone, waiting for her in the small living room. She had told the men to get lost thinking it would be best for them to leave without any awkward goodbyes.

They drove in silence and were halfway to the office when the full realization of what she had done hit Emily, and a massive weight descended onto her chest. Her tears flowed while she gasped for air and Janice was concerned enough that she pulled the car over into a parking lot.

“Let it out, girl. Let it out. We’ve got plenty of time,” she whispered while rubbing her shoulders.

“Oh God Janice what have I done!” she cried out.

“You had the best sex of your life. Now, I know how you are and you’re going to feel bad, but you just need to calm down,” she said.

“How am I going to face John? What am I going to say to him?” the young wife whimpered.

The black woman could see she was regaining some control, but she also knew she was fragile and could launch into a fresh round of crying at any moment.

“You ain’t going to say shit to him. Not a word. You hear me? You get home tonight you pretend you’re sick and go to bed and get some sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow when things are calmer,” she instructed her trainee.

Emily nodded and they drove on to the office where, after another quick pep talk, she got in her car and left for home. Fortunately, she arrived before her husband and quickly went to the bathroom where she started a hot bath. She peeled off her clothes, and when she got to her panties, she was disgusted to discover that the crotch had filled with Carlos’ slimy semen that had seeped from her body. In addition, there were dozens of small curly hairs not only mixed into the mess but also scattered across her pelvis. Leaving her clothes on the floor, she jumped into the hot water as if somehow it would wash away her sin.

Emily was in bed reading a book and drinking hot tea when she heard her husband at the door. His footsteps went to the kitchen before moving towards the bedroom.

“Honey, are you okay?” he asked when he saw her in bed.

“I’m not feeling well,” she told him, following Janice’s advice.

“What’s wrong?” he asked with a concerned look.

“I’m not sure, I just have a headache and I’m a bit nauseous,” she answered.

Emily made it through the night, although several times her guilt became so acute that it took all her willpower to keep from waking John and admitting her infidelity. She thought about how that conversation would go. Her husband had only raised his voice with her once or twice. He wasn’t the overly jealous type or the kind of man to get angry and yell, although she felt in this case, she certainly deserved it. He wasn’t a racist either but she believed he would be very surprised her cheating had been with a black man. No, she thought he would want to know what motivated her and what it meant for their relationship. The relationship answer would be easy, but the motivation response much harder. How could she ever tell her loving husband she had become aroused by her supervisor’s dalliance and intrigued by a big cock?

For the next few days, Emily and Janice discussed the situation non-stop. Janice’s tried to be supportive and soothe the young woman’s psyche, but she also made a point of reminding her about what she had been missing. It was during lunch on the following Monday that she finally got the young wife to admit that it had been her best orgasm ever.

“But, Janice, it’s supposed to be about making love. With someone you care about,” she whined.

“Honey, sometimes you just need your toes curled,” her friend replied, as she was well past the point in her life where she believed in love, soul mates and all that other romance novel crap.

“I’m not that way,” Emily responded.

“Now, you know I’m your friend and I don’t like seeing you upset, but you got to get off that high horse girl. You got fucked good and hard by a man that had you squealin. It ain’t no more than that. If you don’t want it no more than don’t do it. Keep to John and leave it as a memory,” Janice told her.

“Okay,” the young wife replied, knowing Janice was growing tired of the subject.

“How’s your cootie? You still sore?” the black woman asked.

“God, Janice. You can make me feel so embarrassed,” Emily replied.

“Well? And you been with John bursa escort bayan yet?” she continued.

“It’s just a bit sore, and no, we haven’t made love,” she answered without really knowing why.

“He ain’t come for it?” she probed.

She remembered back to when she was the young girl’s age. Her husband at the time had wanted it almost every day.

“I’ve been pretending I’m not feeling well,” she responded, although, in truth, she had only used the excuse once.

There was also the subject of Frank. Part of Emily wanted to tell Janice about the older man’s advances, as she didn’t have anyone else in Mobile she could confide in. However, she decided that for the time being it was best to keep it a secret.

Sylvia had continued to plot on seducing John, as the young, handsome, and wealthy man from the privileged environs of the east coast would make a nice trophy. She figured she could keep him as a boy toy, a divergence, for a while, depending on how good he was in bed, and then turn him loose. Several times before, she had done something similar with her husband’s full knowledge and consent. She loved how Frank let her play and she knew that deep down they were made for each other.

Sylvia never lacked in boldness, and the plan she developed called for the young husband to come to their large house on a made-up pretense where she would essentially assault him. The thought made her giggle at her own decadence and the look of surprise she expected to see from the young man. She phoned him and after the standard pleasantries, she started working.

“I could really use some assistance this afternoon. There are some things needed in the house and well, with Frank out of town and you being tall, I thought you might help? Could you please?” she asked in her most syrupy southern voice.

John found it impossible to say no, although he knew he was likely being set-up. He wasn’t a stranger to flirtations from women, as his good looks ensured he got plenty of attention. There was something strangely interesting about his boss’ wife, and after thinking about it on the drive over, he realized that she came across more as a huntress than a bored and horny wife. When Sylvia opened the door, things could not have been more obvious. She was wearing a thin pink robe and her large nipples were prominent through the material.

“Hello John,” she said seductively.

He half-expected to see her bat her eyelashes but that never came. Instead, she looked at him with a huge smile like a child looks at a bowl of ice cream.

“Hi, Sylvia. What are the chores?” John responded, trying to keep things light and focused.

“Follow me, honey,” she answered, and stepped back to let him enter.

She led the young husband to the bar and sitting on a table in front of the leather sofa were two glasses of red wine.

“I thought we could relax and chat first. We really haven’t gotten to know each other very well,” she explained.

Her game amused John even though there was a certain element of danger. Still, he felt in control, so he took the seat she offered and then the wine. Sylvia curled up next to him with her feet beneath her which brought the robe very high on her legs and created an opening at the top through which he could see most of one breast. Quickly, she had taken command and he could feel his dick stirring in his pants.

“Ma’am we be leaving now,” a voice from behind them called out.

“Okay, Tanya. Have a good evening,” she responded in a bubbly voice without turning.

“All alone,” she said to John in a much lower voice.

The young husband was suddenly nervous, but he had also become quite horny. For the next thirty minutes, they sipped the wine and chatted with Sylvia flirting hard. There was a pause once while she refilled their glasses, and when she returned to her spot, even more skin was showing. He could now see a hint of her areola, larger than his wife’s and a darker shade of pink.

“John, I’m very attracted to you. I’ve been thinking of you…us…since you were here for dinner,” she said, taking his hand in hers.

“Sylvia, I’m flattered…really…I’m…” he stammered trying to find the right words, but she stopped him cold when she placed his hand high on her thigh, only a few inches from her pussy.

“I know I’m older, but do you think I’m attractive?” the vixen asked, toying with her prey.

“Sylvia you’re beautiful. But, I’m married,” he answered.

“Ssshhh…it’s just us now,” she whispered.

Suddenly, she stood and dropped the robe to her feet giving him an up-close view of her well-toned, mature body. Two kids had not left her unscathed, but a rigorous workout regime and selective, expensive “fixes” provided her with a look most women ten years younger would be proud of. Before he could move, Sylvia straddled his waist and leaned forward until her breasts were an inch from his face.

“Sylvia…” he tried to protest, but she closed the gap and pushed the soft mounds into him.

“Oh, escort bursa darling suck on them. They’re all for you,” she moaned with passion.

John hesitated, but when one of her long nipples contacted his lips, he drew it into his mouth and sucked on it like a nursing child. Without prodding, he soon moved to the other and for the next few minutes, he went back and forth, listening to Sylvia mew in pleasure.

“I want you naked,” she declared, pushing on his shoulders.

She immediately went to the buttons on his shirt, rapidly undoing each one, and then pulled the fabric open exposing his well-formed chest. Now, it was her mouth that found and sucked on his tiny nipples making him groan and writhe in response to the incredible feeling. When Sylvia went for his belt, John gave a token protest that she easily brushed aside and quickly she pulled his clothes off. A pang of disappointment went through her when she saw his average dick. She had held out hope that he would be one of those rare finds of looks and size, like her husband, but it was not to be. Still, as a boy toy, she knew she could have some fun and who knows, if he knew how to use it, he might prove more than adequate.

Sylvia dropped to her knees between his legs and inhaled his dick into her warm mouth. The sound of erotic joy that came from his mouth excited her and she started to make love to his appendage with her lips and tongue. While she did this, she used her fingernails to lightly teased beneath his balls, and within seconds, he had spread his legs wide and had one hand on her shoulder while the other guided her head.

John reveled in the incredible feelings he received from the mature woman and realized it was the best blow job he had ever received, either from his wife or a previous girlfriend. In fact, the way Sylvia performed forced him to accept that Emily either wasn’t enthusiastic or didn’t know what she was doing, and he suspected it might be a bit of both. With her mouth still working his dick, Sylvia started to gently rub between his anus and balls. John’s body flinched and a tingling sensation began, centered in his groin, that let him know he wasn’t going to last much longer. Soon, his body stiffened and with several loud grunts, he shot his load into his new lover’s mouth and felt her swallow it down. Totally spent, he sunk into the sofa with his eyes mostly closed.

“You like that baby?” his boss’ wife teased him and all he could do was nod in response.

The seduction had aroused Sylvia and now she was ready to fuck. She had counted on a young man’s short recovery and was pleased to see John’s dick start to harden again with just some light stroking of her fingernails along the inside of his thighs.

“Let’s go to bed,” she commanded, and stood, pulling him up with her.

Together, they moved to the bedroom and Sylvia immediately jumped on the high bed and spread her legs in an erotic invitation. John paused again as he once more thought about his beautiful, innocent wife.

“Sylvia, I feel…I can’t…” he said.

“Come up here,” she said patting the spot at her side.

She was prepared for this and had been pleasantly surprised at how easily things had gone so far. John remained still for a moment then climbed onto the bed, and as soon as he settled, Sylvia turned to him and pressed her lovely body against his. Her fingernails went to his nipples and began teasing them until his breathing became ragged. Then, she let her hand wander to his dick and she started giving it light strokes.

“Sylvia…” John tried to speak.

“I want to feel you inside me,” the older woman interrupted.

“Sylvia, I can’t…” he started, but the mature vixen, in a sudden movement, rolled on top of him and before he knew what was happening, she had impaled herself on his dick.

“Ummm…” she moaned, as he easily slipped into her wet opening.

“Shit Sylvia…” John protested, but she cut him off once more.

“Ssshhh…do it, baby,” she groaned lustily into his ear.

She had only been riding him for a few strokes when she felt him begin to push back against her movement. From there, his reluctance disappeared, and he completely engaged in their coupling. When she was certain he wasn’t going to get cold feet, Sylvia rolled onto her back pulling him on top, and he began to thrust into her rapidly. His style and smallish dick weren’t completely fulfilling, but the seductress was enjoying the moment and felt with some guidance she could turn him into a much better lover.

“Take it, baby… take it,” she whispered in encouragement.

“Yeah…” John responded.

She could tell he was now totally into the sex and any concern about cheating on his beautiful bride had vanished.

“You can have anything you want baby. It’s all yours…” she told him, and although it was just meant as sultry bedroom talk, she felt a tremor go through the young man’s body.

“Anything?” he asked after several seconds.

“Anything. It’s all for you,” she responded while letting her fingernails trace the muscles in his back.

“Okay,” he grunted, and the way he said it let Sylvia know there was more.

“What do you want baby. Tell me,” she moaned.

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My wife and I continued to see Doctor Stern in the months that followed. We learned how shifting our power dynamic can help her to cope with the childhood sexual trauma that had colored our sex life since we met. I had not even been aware of our dynamic until we explored it with Dr. Stern. She helped us to create a space where my wife was in control and felt safe enough to begin to truly express herself, her wants and desires.

One of the exercises that we had implemented went like this: My wife would have me kneel in front of her naked. She would bind my wrists behind me and slowly undress in front of me. She would determine if the lights stayed on or were off. If they were on she would determine how much of her I could see. Sometimes I would be blindfolded, other times she would strategically cover herself from my gaze. A few times she blessed me with a fleeting full uncovered view before covering up.

My wife would then have full access to my body. She could do whatever she wanted (within reason.) She would caress me, pinch me, use a flogger or a cat-o-nine tails on me. She would roughly pull by face to her pussy and command that I satisfy her by eating her pussy or by drinking her piss. If I managed an erection and she felt the urge she would command that I fuck her or simply ride me bound for as long as I could keep it up.

If I could not manage an erection she would put on the red Sasha harness we had purchased at enticeme.com and choose from the library of Tantus and Vixskin dildos we had in our play chest. She would then reposition me on the bed and bind me to the frame. Sometimes I would be face down, bent over the edge of the bed. Other times, my knees would be fixed towards my chest bound to the bedpost in a restricted missionary position.

She would stuff her damp panties in my mouth while she lubed up my asshole. First one finger, then two. When three were sliding in and out easily I was ready. The fact that I had a raging hard on at that point did not matter… to either of us.

I was already warmed up so no further consideration was given to me. She plunged in all the way to the base with a single stroke while my cries were muffled by her panties. She pounded me relentlessly while shouting things: “take my cock!”, “I’m your daddy”, “Open that pussy for me.” She would come with a roar that had not been part of our lives months ago. If she did not fall asleep, she would play with my dick till I came. If she fell asleep, that job was left to me. I had learned that I could come without having an erection. It always left me wanting more. Like I was cheating or something.

She got so turned on by being in control that she could come just from fucking me. Her orgasms were more reliable from fucking me than even from me eating her pussy. She said that even when I ate her pussy she did not truly feel in control.

I was ecstatic that my wife had begun the process of healing bursa escort sexually. I felt a great sense of relief that I could be a part of that. I did realize that I was acting as a proxy for the men that had hurt her but that I was allowing her to take herself back from them.

My whole sexual life (I had only had one sexual partner before I met my wife) was trying to avoid triggering my wife’s distress. I had suppressed my own desires and even my physical responses to the point that I had become semi-impotent.

Dr. Stern helped me to see that my own emotional scars and learned physical response ran as deep as my wife’s. Now that she was on her way to dealing with her issues I could start to work on mine.

Dr. Stern told me that I had to gain confidence and retrain myself to respond to my desires. I shared with Dr. Stern, in confidence, that I had tried, on several occasions, to relieve my frustrations by seeking out the help of sexworkers. I usually ended up cuddling and crying. She told me that an exercise in edging would be worth a try but that I cannot deny my wife the progress she was making.

Dr. Stern met with us separately that month. First with my wife and a week later, I was to meet with her. My wife would not talk about her session except to say that she felt calm and a bit excited.

That night she disappeared into the bedroom. I heard the tell tale sound of her Hitachi and she emerged 20 min later with her hair disheveled and smelling of sloppy sex. She said “come to bed, someone has to clean me up.”

I eagerly followed her to the bedroom. She covered my eyes and nose with her panties that were drenched in her juices. I have always loved the smell of my wife’s sex. It is the main reason I maintain a moustache and goatee, to hold on to it for as long as I can. She laid on the bed with her legs dangling off the edge. She had her nightgown hiked up just enough to expose her substantial bush. She said to me “get to work. I need to get to sleep. And don’t you dare touch yourself, Dr. Stern needs you primed.”

With that I closed my eyes and dove in. I always visualize my wife’s pussy as I probe it with my tongue. I can feel her swollen clit responding to my gentle approach. This time, my wife was having none of it. Sometimes, after a session with the Hitachi, she becomes very goal oriented. She grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me into her. She kept up the pressure and jerked my head from side to side. She was muttering “harder you pussy eating bitch!”

I went at it till I felt her clit play hide and seek. That told me that she was at the edge. Usually I try to prolong this plateau driving my wife crazy but I knew that this time I would just have to go for it. I increased the pressure and speed at which I attacked the place where I knew her clit was.

I could no longer feel it but I knew it was there. The flavor of her juices changed, that was an indication bursa escort bayan that her orgasm was imminent. I kept up the speed and pressure as I felt my wife’s thighs tighten around my head. She began to try to scoot away from me as if it was all too much. Her hands relaxed around my head as she tried to get away. It’s a good thing my arms were not bound as I hooked them around her thighs to keep her where she needed to be. I felt her breathing become unsteady and she held her breath as a wave of trembling took over her whole body. She cried out as her release took hold of her. I stayed there as long as I could until she finally pushed me away with her hands.

I covered her with the bedspread and gently moved her away from the wet spot. She was asleep in seconds. I normally would have finished myself off but remembered what Dr. Stern had said about edging. I decided that I could wait.

Next week, I had my appointment with Dr. Stern. She talked to me about how edging could reawaken some sensation and muscle memory that I had long denied myself. She told me how she had discussed this with my wife and that she was all in for this experiment.

Dr. Stern blindfolded me and had me strip down to nothing. I heard her walking around the room and removing something from a box. Even with my issues, I felt my cock twitch. Dr. Stern shouted “Now is not the time for that!” She swatted at my cock until it was completely soft.

She held my cock and balls in her hand. I felt something cold and metal against me. She squeezed my cock through the cold metal thing and I felt something close around my balls as I heard a clicking sound. When she released me, I felt the weight of the device pulling on my manly bits.

Dr. Stern removed the blindfold and I looked down to see the bulky chastity device attached to me. It was locked in place and Dr. Stern informed me that my wife already had the key. She acquainted me with aspects of my confinement. I now had to pee sitting down. An erection, even morning wood, would be painful. I would have to be diligent keeping it and my cock clean especially since I was not circumcised.

Then Dr. Stern gave me the kicker. Once a week I would have to be “milked” to avoid problems with my prostate. At that point, she donned a black nitrile glove and told me to bend over the side of the couch. I had grown accustomed to having fingers and other things in my ass. It was Dr. Stern, after all, who had given me my first hands free prostate orgasm.

But this was different. It was clinical and procedural. Her lubed fingers reached inside me and roughly manipulated my prostate in a way that was closer to pain than pleasure. Semen began to flow from my penis and Dr. Stern continued to milk me until there was no more semen left. She told me that at our next joint session my wife will be instructed on how to do this for me. I was given a wipe and told to clean up.

When escort bursa I arrived home, I was greeted by my smiling wife. She gave me a big bear hug and held me close. I could not help but notice that she was wearing an anklet that had a key on it. We kissed and began to make out like we were teenagers.

For the next month we went about the business of learning to navigate my caged life. Together we learned how to wash and care for the cage and the member within. Dr. Stern showed my wife how to properly milk me without giving me an orgasm or hurting me. We experimented with caged edging and denial. I serviced my wife at least once a day because now she felt in control even during oral sex.

I was hornier than ever. I felt my cock strain against the cage in an effort to release until the pain overtook it. I began to look forward to my weekly milking.

When my wife returned from her solo session with Dr. Stern she had a surprise for me. It was time to add a boost of confidence to our lovemaking while satisfying my wife’s basic needs. She unveiled a Spareparts deuce harness. This harness had two openings. One for my (caged) cock and one for a dildo. She explained that I would have a dick that never got soft and could fuck her the way I thought she deserved to be fucked.

I was a little apprehensive but intrigued at the same time. It fit me like a dream. We chose a realistic looking Vixskin dual density dildo with balls. She did not bind me and gave me the OK to run the fuck knowing full well that she was my key holder.

We kissed and made out on the bed. I slowly disrobed her and kissed her all over her body. I worshipped her chunky thighs, her dimpled ass, her belly rolls, her MILF tits and every lovely part of her. It slowly began to dawn on me that I was not stressed about maintaining or achieving an erection. I could give my all to being the best lover I could be.

When it came time to enter her it was weird at first. I did not have any of the normal feedback I was used to. I could not feel how wet she was, how tight she was or how warm she was. I was not sure how well things were going until I looked up at her face. Her expression said it all. She was experiencing the first hard cock entering her for a very long time. She asked me to pause for a bit so she could get accustomed to the girth and stiffness. She double tapped my shoulder signaling for me to continue. We slowly got into a rhythm and I was eventually pounding her with my newfound enthusiasm. My stroke was better than it had ever been because I could concentrate without fear. She came from penetration that night and rewarded me by turning the tables and fucking me with the same dildo. I was nor allowed to come but at that point, I did not care.

We still see Dr. Stern about 4 times a year to monitor our progress. I am caged 3 weeks a month and can fuck with confidence on my out week. I always know that if things don’t work out I can reach for the deuce. My wife says that my out week is almost as good as my caged week. I am working towards making my out week better than the caged weeks. I want her to anticipate the out week as much as I do.

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“Next, we have lot S1, that’s S1 ladies and Gentlemen. She’s a Beta grade suckslut, offering herself up for 1 week, with light body mod accepted. We are starting the bidding at…” She blocked out the actual bidding process, trying to calm her breathing while she waited in the wings, wearing nothing but the Blindfold her Master had put on her before dropping her off for auction, and the collar they had fitted her with. She knew it had her own lot number, and her grading. The thought of the appraisal process made her shiver, her holes still aching from the testing they had done. Part of her still could not believe she was about to be auctioned off to a stranger for an evening, her body theirs to do with as the pleased, and yet she had asked for this, begged for it even. It had started innocently enough, just the rush she got teasing her boyfriends’ friends a bit, an innocent flash of leg during parties, and now here she was, an appraised, collared, graded chattel slave, moving blindly towards the auction block.

“I can’t wait to see who buys you, kitten.” Her Master had told her, with a grin on his face as they drove up towards the rear entrance of the vast mansion that housed the sex slave auctions. He had been dubious at first when she proposed the idea, but it had grown on him, and she had felt the excitement building as he has researched the markets, picked the one he felt happiest with, and filled out all the paperwork. She had trusted him, signing where he said to sign, as he explained it was for one night, with her safe word intact, and no permanent alternations allowed. He had warned her they would have a pretty through examination process, but she had shrugged it off, she never minded being ogled. When they reached the rear of the mansion, she had been a bit overwhelmed, it looks like a massive loading dock, leading into a dim warehouse. Her master has parked in a bay, gotten out of the car, and then helped her out. Two tall muscular men in black collared shirts and slacks had come out of the warehouse to meet them.

“she’ll need to be prepped Sir.” They told him, and he nodded, pulling out a padded silk blindfold.

“I brought it.” He turned to her, giving her on last deep kiss, looking into her eyes before pulling away, and siding the blindfold into place. “be good, do what they say, and server your new Master well.” With those words, he had pulled away, and gotten back into the car. She heard him driving away as strong hands gripped each of her arms, and a gruff voice spoke.

“Alright slut, I’m sure for him you’re his precious little pet, but to us you’re just meat for the auction. We can’t damage the merchandise, but if you disobey, or make our lives difficult in any way, we can turn the grading process into a living hell. Be a good cunt, do as we say, and we’ll have you graded, primped, primed and up for sale before you know it.” As they spoke the bodily lifted her up onto the platform and pulled her, blind and stumbling, into the warehouse.

Her clothing went first, perhaps as expected. Rather than risking her blindfold, her top and bra where cut free with quick strokes of a sharp knife, the bits of her clothing falling to the floor with whispers of torn cloth. Her skirt was pulled away, and her panties were cut free, exposing her to the cool air of the massive, echoing space. Her shoes and socks where pulled from her feet as strong hands held her upright, keeping her from tripping. They groped her casually as they worked, calloused fingers sliding down her spine, or across the curves of her ass, ignoring her whimpers of protest. Once she was nude, they stood her up, spread her legs wide, and left her standing there as they looked her over.

“Not the worst slut we have had through here today, what kind of service is she being sold off for?” A voice asked, the direction changing as if she was being circled.

“paperwork says she’s a pretty advanced butt tire escort slut, being sold as an anal service pet.” The other had said, sounding bored.

“Advanced huh? The first responded, as fingers dug into her ass cheeks, making her jump and almost fall. “Hold still bitch, you were already warned once.” The gruff voice had made her shiver, as those hands squeezed and groped her full cheeks, and then pulled, spreading her shamefully wide. She had flushed at the rough treatment, and his next words only make it worse. “Huh, advanced anal slut? “she had felt the warm wind of his breath as he leaned in, examining her asshole closely, forcing her cheeks even wider apart. “Poor things fucked; a hole this tight won’t hold up to those perverts”

With those chilling words, the hands let go, and she was once more grabbed on either side. “We got more sluts coming, lets get her to processing.” She was half guided, half dragged forward, struggling not to stumble in her bare feet, the blindfold making it impossible for her to tell where they were going. They tugged her this way and that, talking over her head as if she was not there, just a slave to be transported. Eventually they stopped, pulling open a door, and waves of heat and steam poured out.

“Alright pet, if you’re going to be tested as a proper buttslut we have to get you cleaned out.” Those words had chilled her, despite the warm air, and she blushed even worse as she was pulled into the warm room.

Eventually, they deemed she was all clean, and they dried her off and pulled her forward once more. Her asshole ached slightly, from their insistence that a buttslut like her should take the extra-large nozzle. They laughed as she begged for something smaller, inexorably forcing her to stretch around the huge steel enema tip. The laughter had continued through the whole process, watching her whimper and moan as they pumped her full, over and over. It made her wobble as they pulled her deeper into the complex.

Finally, they stopped, and another door creaked open. She was led inside, and her arms were forced up, and then shackled. Once she was bound, arms above her head, the men paused only long enough to grope and squeeze her body one last time before leaving, the door swinging shut with a thud. She had stood there, wobbling a bit, for a subjective eternity. Finally, the door creaked open once more, and she heard the distinctive click of high heels on the smooth concrete floor.

“Hello Pet.” A smooth, cultured female voice made her shiver, something in it seeming almost predatory. “Let’s see, standard slave contact, up for auction tonight, logged as a… Butt… Slut.” She drew out those last two words, her tone altering in some undefinable way. “well well well, we don’t get many of those, this might actually be fun.” This pronouncement was followed by more clicking of those heels, and then the unmistakable snap of someone pulling on latex gloves. The heels were accompanied by the slight squeak of wheels, and a rattle of steel as the woman drew closer once more. “Lots of tests to get through slave, so do be a good girl and follow my instructions. Just because I can’t visibly damage you, does not mean I can’t make these next few hours… unpleasant. “

The examination had started off almost boring, just measurements, the slither of a tailor’s tape, and the touch of those slightly draggy latex gloves as every one of her measurements was taken in intimate detail. Unlike the men from before, this woman moved with clinical detachment, those latex clad fingers never straying from where they should to hold to tape measure in place, each measurement followed by the scratch of a pencil, and the clatter of a clipboard. It was probably that very detachment that made it all the more shocking when two of those fingers were suddenly shoved deep into her pussy, making her gasp, and rock back against her shackles, escort tire very nearly losing her balance.

The fingers twisted mercilessly, curling and spreading, exploring her, but with a focus on understanding, rather than pleasure. They mapped out her cunt inch by inch, probing and tugging.

“Nice tight cunt, wet even without stimulation, someone’s been enjoying this.” The woman seemed to be mumbling to herself, though she was speaking loud enough that every single embarrassing word could be clearly heard. Finally, the fingers slipped free, only to pause, tracing her pussy lips, spreading and tugging them, coating them in the wetness those fingers had dragged from deep inside. “Mmm, nice full pussy lips, too bad you’re mainly anal, some guys would pay a lot to get their mouth on this cunt… suitably tight as well. If you were mine, we would add some jewelry, but this is not about me.” The woman continued her running monolog, cataloging her, measuring her in an embarrassingly intimate fashion.

Next those fingers pressed against her lips, probing, forcing her to open her mouth, the taste of her own dripping pussy still clinging to the gloves as the woman ran her fingers along her teeth. “Open wide, and don’t you dare bite me.” The calm menace in that warning chilled her, even if she had no intention of angering this demanding woman. The appraiser thrust her gloved fingers deeper into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue, and then deeper still, curling them until the slipped down her throat and made her gag. She struggled to breath, and suppress her gag reflex, groaning as the woman proved and twisted, abusing her throat, and spreading the taste of her cunt across every inch of her tongue.

“Well… with a gag reflex like that you’re not much of a suck slave, but hopefully that’s not a deal breaker. Nice tits and an abusable ass should drive your price up… assuming you can live up to your paperwork.” That comment was accompanied by the women’s hands cupping her breasts, lifting and squeezing them almost painfully. “Good, your nipples harden easily, another mark in your favor.” She had blushed as her arousal responses were cataloged, whimpering slightly as her nipples were then tugged, squeezed, and even twisted, the woman clucking to herself, but not saying anything further as she finished her breast exam. “

“Hum, good teeth, strong jaw, nice tits, tight cunt, so far you’re checking decent boxes. Time for a closer look. “The heels clicked away, and a mechanical hum filled the room as the chains pulled tight. Pulling her up onto her tiptoes, and then off the ground completely, her shoulder joints aching as they were forced to take her weight. The pain distracted her enough she did not hear the wheels until her weight was slipping into some sort of chair, tall enough to take the pressure off her joints. A few moments later her legs slid into stirrups and were secured in place. The chair cupped her back, and the edges of her hips, leaving her ass exposed. It rose, taking more of her weight, and then the chains released, leaving her lying in what felt like a modified gynecologist chair, though one that left her even more exposed. “There we go, now we can get a better look at you. First up, let’s see how flexible you are.”

The stirrups her legs were trapped in started to pull apart, forcing her to spread her legs wider, and wider still, until the ache in her hips made her groan, and then cry out. Only once she exclaimed in pain did the spreading stop, having forced her almost into a full split. “Not the most flexible, but that’s ok… as long as this stretches…” The position left her spread obscenely wide, and the woman took advantage, forcing 2 lubricated fingers into her ass. She was still sore from the previous treatment, and whimpered again as her hole was forced open without warning or prep.

“Really? Just two fingers tire escort bayan and you’re whining like a little virgin. I thought you were supposed to be good at this. “The disdain dripped from the woman’s lips as she twisted her fingers back and forth, trying to spread them against the tight ring of muscles. Ignoring her tightness, and clear discomfort, a third finger was forced inside, followed by a fourth, the fingers once more pushing, twisting and turning, exploring the limits of her endurance with clinical detachment.

“Stubborn… but you do stretch nicely. Let’s see how far we can push that.” The fingers were pulled free, only to be replaced with cool metal, some sort of toy or tool being forced inside her before she could think to resist. It slid in easily, lubricated steel, and far smaller than the 4 fingers she had just been subjected to. At least, it started small. With a remorseless clicking sound, the arms of the anal speculum started to open, and her asshole stretched. Each click spread the arms wider, her backdoor opening to the cool air of the room. The woman kept clicking as her asshole started to ache, and then to burn, the muscle forced to give way against the unrelenting steel. Finally, when she was sure she would split in half, the woman stopped, letting out a self-satisfied little grunt. “there we go, that’s the gape of a proper alpha grade anal slut. Someone’s just going to love ruining this little hole. I might have to bid on you myself.”

The woman moved away at that point, the cruel speculum holding her wide open, the cool air of the room caressing unnaturally deep inside me, making her blush and throb. Eventually, the woman returned, and closed the speculum, muttering to herself admiringly as the abused hole only slowly managed to close again. The machine whirred, her arms were let down, and the chair lowered, the stirrups closing until she was back on her feet, her arms down by her side.

“Looks like you pass, let’s get you cleaned up.” A warm towel was pulled from somewhere, and her body was rubbed down, the lube washed away. Her arms were pulled behind her back, the cuffs replaced with a tight arm binder that held both arms firmly behind her back. Finally, a collar clicked into place around her neck, tagging her for sale.

Things had passed in a blur after that, the woman left, the men returned, rushing her out of the room and down yet more hallways. She was passed into the hands of attendants to clean her, carefully oiling her skin around the blindfold and restraints. Someone else teased out her hair, washing it, and carefully styling it as she was made ready for sale. Before she knew it, she was on the wings of the auction house, hearing the first girl go up on the block.

Her reverie was cut short as firm hands gripped her, and someone pressed a ball to her lips. Unthinkingly she opened them, only to have her mouth forced wide around an oversized ball gag, her jaw aching from the strain almost immediately. The gag was strapped in place, hidden under her hair, while someone else expertly touched up her makeup. “You’re up, 6” A soft voice said, and she was led out to the stage, the heat of the lights washing over her as she felt the pressure of countless eyes taking in her naked form, the oil glistening in the spotlights that pinned her to the stage, almost dazzling her even through the blindfold.

“And finally, tonight, we bring you a special treat! “The auctioneer boomed, into the whispering crowd. “A6 is attested to be an Alpha Grade Anal slut, and she’s being offered in a rare, one-year contract.” The crowd buzzed, and her mind raced. It was supposed to be one night, not one year. “Her Master has decided he wants her to get some seasoning, so she’s being offered up with no safe word, and no limits… save one.” Her heart pounded, and she tried to speak, finally understanding the reason for the oversized gag, which prevented her from uttering anything but a weak moan, totally lost in the buzz of the crowd. “She’s the winners to use however they wish… but her pussy is off limits. The winner will be given the option of a chastity belt, or piercings, to be applied before they take ownership. Bidding starts at $100,000”

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After the party-goers finally woke up and made their way home, I made my brother start cleaning the inside of the house out while I worked on cleaning the pool. I found Danni’s purse in the poolhouse fridge, and decided I might return it to her next time I needed a good blowjob. Joan called me groggily around 3pm and asked me why her shirt was ripped up and Ricky wasn’t answering her calls. After a little explaining, she regained her memory and told me she’d call me later after she got her shit from Ricky’s room. And as much as I wanted and waited, I never found anything of Deedee’s she might come back for, and she didn’t call.

Around five, I decided I deserved a break, and went for a swim. Not long after I dove in, I heard a car door slam, and I looked up to see Linzy, wearing a black mini-skirt and matching corset-like halter top, coming through the back gate. “What are you doing here?” I asked, wiping water and hair from my face.

“What? I can’t come visit my cousins?” she asked. “I mean, I woulda came to the party, but somebody forgot to tell me there was one.” She accused as she sat down on the dividing wall between the concrete around the pool and the grass in the backyard. “Why have you been avoiding me?” she asked after I didn’t respond.

I swam to the shallow end and leaned on the edge of the pool. “Um, because you lied to me and tricked me into committing incest.” I offered sarcastically, then kicked off and started back stroking around the pool. Linzy laughed and leaned over on her knees. “I might’ve lied, but did it really take that much convincing to get you to fuck me?” She stood up, kicked her shoes off, and walked around the pool as I swam. “I mean, honestly Jeremy, you wanted me as much as I wanted you, and you always have.”

“That’s beside the point.” I said and kept swimming. “I’d like a free Corvette too, but I’m not gonna go steal one. I’d like to run over every person that pulls out in front of me, but I don’t.” I stopped to tread water. “And do you know why?” Linzy smirked at me. “Cause it’s wrong, Linzy. Theft, murder, and incest.”

Linzy sighed. “But wasn’t it worth it?”

I shook my head.

“Really?” Linzy asked and started untying the ribbons on her top. “Can you look me in the eye and tell me it wasn’t the best sex you’ve ever had? Or at least in the top ten?” she asked and dropped the corset on the ground, letting her tits fall into open air.

I couldn’t help but look at those gorgeous orbs. “Once again beside the point, Linzy.”

She pulled her skirt off next, leaving her naked body before me. “Jeremy, I lied about being adopted, and for that I’m sorry.” She told me as she sat on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water. “But I wasn’t lying when I told you I loved you, and I don’t mean the way family member’s love each other.” She spread her legs and showed me her shaved snatch. “Just tell me the truth, even though it’s incest, didn’t it feel right to be with me? I mean, Christ, at least give me the satisfaction of knowing I was good!” she begged

I laughed. “You were good, great even.”

She smiled at me. “Top ten?”

I swam closer to her, admiring that pale and soft body of hers. “Top five, maybe even second or third.” I offered putting my hands on her knees.

She put hands over mine. “It really hurt me when you started treating me like you didn’t care about me.”

“I’m really sorry.” I told her. “It’s just hard when spend all of puberty trying to tell yourself that your cousin’s off limits, then this happens.” I said as I pulled myself to her and kissed her.

She smiled wider. “Thank you. And I think as long were careful, there’s nothing wrong with us being together.” She kissed me again and moved my hand up her thigh. “I mean, we can’t keep going and getting morning after pills.”

I pushed her legs open wider and moved my hand to her pussy and started rubbing along her slit. “Agreed, but maybe we’ll havta go get one more.” I said as I spread her lips and pushed two fingers inside her.

Linzy stiffened up and gasped. She scooted closer to the water and clung to the edge of the pool. I leaned closer and sucked her clit between my lips. She cooed and I started pumping my fingers at her pussy. Linzy started pushing her hips at my hand and nearly fell in the pool, so I wrapped my arm around her and held her by the ass while I finger-fucked and sucked on her dripping pussy. She started shaking and spasming, her cunt tightened around my fingers and sprayed juice on my hand.

Linzy knocked my hand away and pushed me back from the edge and fell in the water on top of me. Her tongue was in my mouth, seeking out her own juices, and her hand was pulling my trunks out of the way, fishing for my cock. She jerked my cock under the water for a few short seconds, then wrapped her thick legs around my waist and started humping her cunt against me until she felt my cock pop into her pussy. She froze halfway down the shaft, a groan caught in her throat as another orgasm hit her. Before she çiğli escort could recover, and start moving on her own, I started pushing my cock deeper inside her. I held her by the underarms and worked her body up and down my shaft until I felt the barrier at the back of her vagina.

She grabbed my shoulders and lifted herself almost all the way off of me, but allowed me to pull her back, filling her cunt up again. Gasping for breath, we developed a rhythm of my dick invading her body over and over. “Cum.” She told me after our fucking had pushed us against the edge of the pool. “Cum, Jeremy, fill your cousin’s pussy up again!”

I pulled her head to mine and kissed her, forcing my tongue into her mouth as my cock exploded inside her. Our thrusts got more erratic and my cock slipped out, spilling jizz and pussy juice into the pool. We kept trying to fuck though, and Linzy brought herself to orgasm again by rubbing her clit on my stomach while my cock was rubbing up and down her asscrack. When we finally caught our breath, I kissed Linzy again, then said, “Lets go up to my bed, I wanna try something else.”

Linzy untangled herself from me. “Like what?” she wondered.

“Just hurry up before Robert sees us.” I told her and climbed out of the pool, then turned to help her. On our way inside, I stooped to grab a tube of suntan-lotion someone had dropped the day before. Upstairs in my bed, Linzy and I lay next to on another, kissing and feeling all over our naked bodies.

“So, what did we come up here for?” she asked impatiently and obviously still horny. I just smiled and told her to get on her hands and knees. I got behind her and squeezed a huge dallop of lotion directly onto her asshole. “Christ that’s cold!” she screamed and jumped to wipe it away.

“Relax.” I ordered and started rubbing my hands into the puddle, massaging her crack, hole, and even down to her clit to mix the lotion with her natural lube as I warmed it up. Linzy started moaning as it got warm and pushed her ass back at me. I pushed my middle finger into her pussy and swirled around, pulling it out slowly and dragging it through the lotion on my way to her ass. She groaned as I pushed the tip of my finger past her last piece of virginity, and got louder and louder as I pushed the rest of it into her rectum until my knuckles were on her skin.

“It kinda hurts.” she gasped out.

“Relax.” I repeated, then put my other hand on her pussy, hooking my thumb inside her and groping at her clit with my fingers. “Just loosen up, like you’re trying to fart.” I told her as I started pumping my finger at her back door. Less than ten seconds later, Linzy was moaning and humping my fingers, enjoying having attention at both holes. I pulled my hands away quickly and Linzy started to complain before I shoved my cock back into her snatch, electing a short yelp just before I pushed two fingers up her ass, twisting them as I fucked them into her asshole. I put the head of my cock at her cervix while I continued to work her brown eye with my middle and index fingers.

Linzy screamed into the pillows when she came again, spraying my balls with pussy juice, and I felt her asshole loosen up just enough. I pulled my cock from her cunt, and my fingers from her ass just in time to push my cock in that rapidly closing rear entrance. “Holy Shit!” She screamed as three inches of my dick sank into her and she tightened up to keep me from moving.I tried to push in further but Linzy’s ass wouldn’t let me. “Hold on!” She screamed. “It hurts!”

I held her by the hips, keeping her dimpled ass cheeks spread. “Just relax baby.” I reassured her. “Tell me when you’re ready.”

Linzy sighed, and eased back down on the bed, and I felt her asshole loosen up ever so slightly. “Ok… Fuck me.” she finally cooed. I pulled on her hips and sunk my cock deeper in her, making her moan louder. I squeezed into her until I felt my balls slide up against her pussy lips. “Ohh.. God.” Linzy moaned. “How much of your dick is up my ass?”

I looked down to see her sphincter stretched around the base of my shaft. “The entire thing.” I answered.

“I can feel it in my stomach.” she groaned. As I started to pulled out, I felt her fingers grab for my nutsack, then give up on them and sink into her own pussy. I pulled all but the last inch out of her ass, squirted more lotion up and down the shaft and forced it back into her. Linzy’s masturbating was making her body shake, warping her anal passage as I pushed in for the second time. “I- I’m cumming!” She stammered. “Fuck- Fuck my ass!”

I clenched my hands around her ass and started pounding my cock into her. At first she only screamed as I pushed it further up her rectum, but as her orgasms started rolling over her, her scream became constant. I felt pussy juices spraying out of her around the fingers she had worked up her cunt and told her. “I can’t hold back anymore.”

She thrust her ass back at me, wrenching my cock at oddly up her ass. “Cum inside çiğli escort bayan me!” she squealed less than seconds before my cock swelled up and started pumping cum into her bowels. I pulled out of her ass with an audible pop, and her legs collapsed out from under her as my cum started seeping from her ass.

I told my brother that her boyfriend had cheated on her, so she wanted to stay with us, and would probably sleep in my bed that night. He didn’t suspect anything and went back to the basement to go to sleep. Later, as I was eating Linzy’s pussy again, She told me between gasps that the reason she wanted to talk to me was that when she was 15, I had promised to take her to get her first tattoo when she turned 18. As I fucked her pussy and ass with my fingers, I told her that we’d go tomorrow to get them together. That night, after Linzy rode me until I blasted another load of cum in her pussy, I held her to me and fell asleep with her gorgeous tits pressed against me and my cock still inside her.

I woke up the next morning with Linzy sucking her pussy juice off my cock. She stopped when she saw I was awake. “I woke up cumming on your dick again, and I figured I owed you one.” she said as she jerked my shaft up and down before popping the head back in her mouth. It didn’t take long before I started spurting sperm into her mouth. This time she was able to keep it all in and swallowed my load.

We stopped by her clinic again, this time getting birth-control from a smug looking doctor, before heading downtown to find a tattoo parlor. We finally found a place that suited my cleanliness standards, and had a cute Asian woman covered in tattoos as the only one in the parlor. I let Linzy go first, seeing as she had 3 years to figure out what she wanted inked into her skin, and I had the previous hour or so. Watching the thin, ink-covered woman hunched over Linzy’s shirtless back was interesting, and the fact that I could see up her skirt every time she twisted to get more ink started to turn me on. Linzy called me over to see the finished result. A flaming Celtic knot with the words “Little Miss Hellfire” around it on the base of her neck.

“It’s lovely, and very fitting.” I told her. “I’m having trouble deciding myself.” I admitted when she asked what I was getting.

“Well, it’s simple, get something that you know you’ll always love.” She told me. “Like… say… A picture of your daughter?”

She shocked me there. When I was 14, I got a 23 year old woman pregnant because she said her husband was infertile. Being 14, and horny, coupled with the fact that she was the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on at that point, I literally jumped at that opportunity. Erin, the woman, died when our daughter was 3, and after her husband learned the truth from her will, he went more than a little nuts and poisoned Alexis with sleeping pills before swallowing a bullet himself.

I kissed Linzy’s forehead. “You’re a genius, and I love you.” I fished my wallet out of my jeans and took Alexis’s picture from in between my driver’s licence and social security card. The artist, who’s name was Nani, took about half an hour to turn my wallet sized photo into a portrait the size of my palm and pasted the outline on the back of my left shoulder before readying a fresh needle.

“So is Linzy your girl?” Nani asked with an accent I guessed was Polynesian as she tested the needle with water to see how I responded to the pain.

I flinched slightly and winced. “Well, we’ve known each other for a long time, but our families wouldn’t accept it, so we’re just trying to keep it quiet.” I explained as she started putting color in my arm.

“I can get that, my parents freaked when they found I was marrying a white guy, even though my mom’s Samoan, and my dad’s Chinese.” she told us. About halfway through the tattooing, Nani asked again. “Why wouldn’t your families go for it?”

I glanced up at Linzy, who was sitting in a spare chair. “You can tell her, I think she’d understand.” She told me and winked.

I sighed and glanced down at the fingers working on my skin, most of which actually had tattooed rings on them instead of metal. “Well, it’s cause my family and her’s are the same family.” Nani stopped what she was doing and sat back from me. “Linzy’s my cousin, a lil less than a year younger than me.”

Nani looked at Linzy and she nodded. “Whatever, I always knew American’s were nuts.” She said and went back to the tattoo. “Besides good fucking’s good fucking.” she added.

I glanced at Linzy, who seemed to notice the same thing I did before about Nani’s skirt as she was staring at Nani’s crotch. “What about you, Nani?” I asked, “When’s the last time you got good and fucked?”

“I’m married.” She answered holding up her free hand. “See the ring of hearts on my finger? My husband gave me that instead of a real ring, it was my first tattoo.”

Linzy chimed in. “So when’s the last time you got good and fucked?”

Nani sighed escort çiğli as she wiped my shoulder clean. “You’re done. And a long time, Greg, my husband, is in Iraq.” She cleaned up her station and took my picture with a Polaroid for their book and my own keeping. “Really sucks too, because even when he gets back, I still won’t get what I really want.” she said.

“Why’s that?” I asked as I tried to find the bottom of my shirt.

Nani smirked. “Cause Greg refuses to fuck me in the ass.”

“That does suck.” Linzy said. “Jeremy fucked mine for the first time last night, it was pretty damned incredible.”

“Oh, really?” Nani said and stopped adding up prices on the counter. “So you’ll give a girl a sperm enema if she asks for it?”

I looked at Linzy as if to ask permission; she nodded. “Are you asking for one?” I asked.

Nani chewed her lip for a minute, then walked over to the front door and locked it, turning the sign to closed and pulling the blinds close on the parlor. “Only in the butt, okay? My cunt’s his and his alone.” she said as turned around and walked over to me, unbuttoning her halter top. By the time she reached where I sat, her A-cups were fair game for my lips as I pulled her skirt down. She cooed and ran her hands through my hair as got my hand under her thong and slowly pulled it from her crack. “Linzy, be a dear and go behind my register.” She said. When my cousin got there, she added. “There’s a little bottle of oil on the third shelf, bring it here and pour some in your cuz’s hands.”

As I continued to suck and bite Nani’s diamond-hard nipples, Linzy crossed back to us and instead of pouring the oil into my palm, she put the top of the bottle at the top of Nani’s ass and squeezed. Nani squealed as the cold oil was virtually injected between her cheeks and I made quick steps to get my hands covered in it, spreading her ass and working the tip of my finger into her asshole. I kept prepping her pooper for my cock, which by now was raging, and Linzy sat back down, squeezed some oil on her left hand and pushed it down her pants to give her own body some attention.

After I got three fingers into Nani’s ass, and Linzy had worked herself into shaking. Nani nearly fell over and had to hold onto my head and shoulders from the orgasm. “Come over here, I need you in me.” She ordered and pushed away from me and nearly ran to what looked like a massage table for doing large back pieces. She jacked it all the way up in the air and laid on it as I was losing my pants and boxers. She had to straddle the seat so her pussy was splayed and pressed in the studded leather under her, and her ass was pulled apart simply by the position. I took the oil from Linzy while I kissed her and sucked her tongue. I smeared oil on my cock as I walked to Nani and got behind her and aimed my cock at her still stretched out rectum. She moaned around biting her own lip as I pushed my dick in her, not stopping every few inches like with Linzy, but making sure every last inch was inside her ass before I stopped with my balls resting on the seat behind her pussy.

As the last inch was being pushed into her, Nani gasped and said. “Linzy’s a lucky little bitch to have a cock that big to play around with.” I just laughed and grabbed the arms of the table and started going in and out of her butt slowly. “Ohh…” Nani groaned and I felt her pussy juices flooding the seat. “Fuck me like you mean it, Jeremy.” I looked at Linzy to see her with her pants on the floor, legs spread wide, with her thumb on her clit, two fingers in her pussy and another in her ass, and moaning like she had been shot. “Hey, girlie.” Nani shouted as I started shoving my dick in her ass harder. “Com’ere”

Linzy stopped masturbating and sauntered over to us, propping herself up on the tool counter in front of Nani. I pushed on Nani’s back with my dick fully inside her and the table rolled to where she could reach my cousin’s pussy. I watched in slight awe as Nani rolled her pierced tongue onto my cousin’s clit while she was pushing two fingers in her pussy. “Ohhh, my god.” Linzy crooned and started tracing the tattoos on Nani’s back, making her shiver and arch her back at my cock. I started fucking that Asian asshole again just before Linzy hissed “She’s butt-fucking me with her fingers Jeremy, make her scream around that mouth full of pussy.” I looked down at the ass stretched around my throbbing dick and pounded back into her over and over until I saw a flash. I looked up to see Linzy holding the Polaroid camera. “Smile” she moaned and snapped another one. I took the camera from her and aimed it straight down, I took a picture of my cock barely inside Nani’s ass, and then with my balls on her cunt. I took five or six of Linzy’s naked body with Nani’s head in her crotch before handing it back to her.

When Linzy and Nani both started screaming, I felt my balls seize up. “You want my cum in you?” I grunted.

Instead of answering, Nani bit down on Linzy’s clit. “OH GOD!” She howled and started to spasm. “Fill this bitch up!” I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her body back to me, three, maybe four strokes back into her ass and I started pumping cum into her shitter. I kept pulling her body back on me until my cock started to shrink up and my cum was squishing out of her backdoor around me.

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