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Veronica Cheats on Her Passed-Out BoyfriendVeronica met up with Ryan after work. He had been promising to grab a drink with her for months now, but their schedules never seemed to match. However, they were both available on this particular Thursday as Friday was a furlough day, so they met at an upper scale pub downtown and sat down at the bar.Even this early, it was crowded in the bar, so it was difficult to catch up with all of the noise. Eventually a booth in the back opened up and Ryan and Veronica practically ran to get it before some other group could stake their claim.It was a little more insulated in the booth, so they were able to have more of an in depth conversation. They talked about their relationships. Ryan had a girlfriend, but she was living overseas, and he seemed a bit frustrated with the situation, but tended to lose himself in his work. Veronica lived with her boyfriend and was happy with him (most of the time.)Probing, Ryan asked her where he was and if he knew that she was out with another guy. He asked half-jokingly, but she could tell that he was keen on hearing the answer, probably because of their brief fling in their past. A few years ago, before she had even met her boyfriend, she had gone out with Ryan a few times, and had made out with him on more than one occasion. Although she was open to exploring more possibilities, their busy work schedules, just like now, were too difficult to arrange, so the time had passed.Veronica told him that she had called her boyfriend and told him that she’d be home late, and that he was on his own for dinner. She hadn’t, however, told him that she’d be meeting a guy. With humor she added, “If he did know, though, he’d probably ask me if I was going to fuck you.”They both laughed at that, although Veronica thought Ryan’s laugh might have been a little nervous. They moved on to other topics, but as she was drinking and listening (and drinking some more) her mind kept going back to that earlier conversation and to her past with him. She was surprised that he hadn’t changed much at all in the years since they had dated, and she felt herself actually getting a little wet thinking about what could have happened…and maybe might still. She shocked herself with that thought. Although it was true that her boyfriend had said he didn’t mind if she fooled around with other people, she didn’t know how he would react if the time ever came. She thought that it might come. A drink later, she hoped that it might come. One drink after that, she hoped that it might come…tonight.The wheels in her brain were spinning when Ryan asked her if she wanted to get out of there.”Sure,” she replied, probably a little too quickly. After a quick trip to the ladies room, they walked out into the street. It had gotten dark, but it was just cool enough to be comfortable. Veronica was surprised that she could still walk in her heels after so many drinks, but she took his hand just in case.”So, what do you want to do now?” she asked.”I don’t know. I just wanted to get out of there.”They walked in silence and two things dawned on Veronica. One, that she had left her car at the light rail station, and although it was okay to leave it parked there, it was too late to grab a train. Two, even if she could get to her car, she wasn’t going to be able to drive. She couldn’t remember exactly but she was pretty sure she had had at least five drinks. Maybe six. However many it was, she was feeling no pain.”How are you to drive?” she asked.”A little buzzed, but not too bad. How about you?””Not a chance.””Do you need a ride somewhere?” he asked. She noticed that türbanlı konya escort he said somewhere instead of home. Did he want take her to his apartment? Although at this point she REALLY wanted to go back to his apartment with him, there was still a little part of her brain that was afraid of what would happen if her boyfriend had a sudden change of heart.She looked at him and replied, “Can you drive me home?””Sure,” he replied, although the look on his face was a look of dejection, if only for a split second. At that moment, she knew that he still had feeling for her, too, even if they were only lustful feelings.They walked to his car, still hand in hand. They got in and he asked her for directions. She told him the direction to head and off they went. As he drove, she reached her arm out and rested it on his leg. He gave her a glance, but he didn’t shy away. Good, she thought.As they got near her home, she had him pull off onto a residential street, and stop a few houses down. “Is this your house?” he asked, looking out her window.”No, I live on the next street over.”With that, she leaned over and planted her lips on his. She wasn’t usually this aggressive, but she was drunk and incredibly horny. Apparently he was too, because he kissed her back just as aggressively. He somehow got his seatbelt off and started pulling her closer to him. As they made out, his hand slipped under her shirt to her breast, and her hand began to stroke him through his pants. He was already hard! He began to kiss down her neck and then her breast while his hand continued down to the button on her pants. In no time, he had the button open, the zipper down, and his hand in her pants. He was amazed at how wet she was as he fingered her through her panties.As much fun as she was having, cars kept driving by, and she was sure that eventually someone walking their dog would pass right next to the car and see them, so she reluctantly pushed him away. “Cool off. I want you to come inside and meet my boyfriend, but not with that poking out,” she said as she pointed to his hard cock making a tent in his pants. The look on his face was one of horror.”Meet him? Are you serious??? I don’t want to meet him right now. That would be…weird.””Relax, he’ll be cool. Besides, I’m not going to blurt out to him that we were just making out the next street over. Please! I need him to see that somebody drove me home responsibly. It’ll be less conspicuous that way. C’mon, come have a drink with us.” She batted her eyelashes, and he reluctantly agreed.After a few minutes of small talk and reassembling themselves, they finished the drive to her house and parked in front.The blinds were closed, so Veronica snuck a quick peck, and then grabbed his keys so that he couldn’t change his mind. They went in the front door and Veronica’s boyfriend was sitting on the couch watching TV. Introductions were made, and then Veronica added, “I invited Ryan over for a drink or two. I thought maybe we could watch a movie, or something.”Her boyfriend said, “Sure,” and Ryan sat down on the loveseat. Veronica excused he self to the restroom and started hatching her plan. She opened up the medicine cabinet and grabbed her bottle of Ambien. She took out a pill, thought about it, and then took out a second one. “Just to make sure” she said to herself.She passed through the living room on her way to the kitchen and said, “I’m going to make some margaritas, okay?” Normally her boyfriend was on margarita duty because he made the best in town, but they still had a bottle of the ready-made stuff, türbanlı konya escort bayan so he said okay, and continued making small talk with Ryan, not suspecting a thing.She pulled out the pills and placed them on a paper towel. Making sure that her boyfriend was still sitting on the couch in the other room; she pulled out a spoon and quietly crushed the pills to a fine powder. She then poured the powder into one of the glasses, and then added ice and margarita mix. She even added a little extra tequila in case there was any strange taste. After mixing the drinks, she handed one to Ryan and the “doctored” drink to her boyfriend. When she returned with her own, she said, “Cheers” and they clinked glasses and drank. Veronica dimmed the lights a little, and then sat on the couch next to her boyfriend. After some more small talk, she grabbed the remote and began searching for a movie. She settled on some romantic love story that she knew would bore her boyfriend, but with company over, he’d be too polite to argue. She watched him sip on his margarita, wondering if her plan would really work.Fifteen minutes later, his feet were popped up on the table and his drink was down to mainly ice. She asked him if he’d like another, and he slurred that he wouldn’t because he was kind of tired. Ten minutes later she heard light snoring coming from him on the couch. It worked!She glanced over at Ryan, and he looked at her. She put her finger to her lips and smiled. After ten more minutes, the snoring had gotten heavier and she knew that he was out cold. She stroked his hair, and when he didn’t budge, she even tried to shake him a little. Nothing.She got up and walked over to the loveseat where Ryan was watching.”I guess he was tired,” Ryan whispered.”The Ambien I put in his drink didn’t hurt, either,” she replied.”YOU d**gGED HIM???””I just helped him sleep. He could sleep through anything right now. Even if he did wake up, he’d think it was just a dream.””Wow,” he said. He looked over at him and then back at her…then smiled.Veronica lowered herself to her knees and kissed his lips. After a few seconds he pulled back.”Uh, are you sure you want to do this right here?” he asked.Instead of answering, she reached to his fly and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She reached into his boxers and pulled his hard cock out.She looked Ryan in the eyes and said, “Doing it right here in front of him makes me so fucking wet!” And with that, she lowered her head and sucked his cock into her mouth.Ryan leaned his head back and Veronica started to take him deeper into her mouth. At first she tried to be quiet about her work. She would steal glances at her boyfriend to make sure that he was still sleeping. But as his snoring got louder, so did her sucking sounds.Sometimes she would pull off of his cock so that she could look Ryan in the eyes. When she did that, she would run her tongue up and down the length of his shaft, and then noisily start sucking again. After only five minutes or so, he began to squirm. He told her that he was going to cum so that she could prepare herself. Instead of pulling away, she began sucking harder while stroking his cock at the same time.That was all it took. With a muffled grunt, Ryan shot his load into Veronica’s mouth. She stopped moving her head, but continued to stroke him as spurt after spurt of his cum shot into her mouth. When he finally stopped coming, she lifted her head to look into his eyes, smiled, and swallowed everything she had. He grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to him and they locked in a kiss. türbanlı escort konya Her tongue was in his mouth and he could taste the remnants of his own cum. That made it hotter for Veronica, especially since she was doing it right here in front of her boyfriend.She was expecting this to be the end of the night, but Ryan never got soft. She snuck another glance at her sleeping boyfriend and found that he hadn’t moved a muscle, so she stood up and undid her pants, and pulled them off quicker than she thought she could. She crawled into Ryan’s lap and mounted him. The feeling of a new cock in per pussy was ecstatic, and she was so hot and wet from her excitement at she almost came immediately. Ryan wrapped his hands around her ass as she started riding him.It was clear that this new activity was going to be pushing the limits. Between the small grunts that the two of them were making, the sloshing noises of their fluids, and the creaking of the loveseat, Veronica knew that it was only a matter of time before she woke her boyfriend. After only a few minutes she stood up, grabbed Ryan’s hand, and led him to the bedroom. As they reached the bed, Ryan pushed her onto her back. Instead of following her, though, he lowered his face to her pussy and started to lick her. She was so turned on that she almost came immediately. He pushed her legs up and alternated between licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. The excitement of cheating while her boyfriend slept in the other room, coupled with his tongue work was too much for her. She turned her head to the side, bit down on a pillow, and exploded in orgasm. She couldn’t remember ever cumming so hard or so fast. After she calmed down, she grabbed him by the hair and roughly pulled him up. As he crawled to her, he entered her once again. She put her hands on his ass as he started to fuck her. He kissed her again and she could taste her juices all over his face. This was so decadent! Ryan wasn’t going to let this draw out, and he wasn’t going slowly. He thrust into her harder and harder. The bed was making lots of squeaking and rocking noises, but at this point Veronica didn’t care.”I’m gonna cum!” he grunted. “Where do you want me to cum?”Not being on the pill, she really had only one choice. “Cum on my face!” After a few more strokes, Ryan pulled out and started to climb forward. The first spurt started before he was only halfway up and landed on her shirt. The next few landed on her face and in her hair. She pulled him forward and caught the last bit in her mouth, which she then swallowed like a greedy whore. She pulled him closer and sucked on his cock just to make sure she got everything.Ryan got up and excused himself to the restroom, and Veronica got up to check on her boyfriend. There he was, on the couch, still in the same position, snoring away. It was a good thing, too, since Veronica wasn’t wearing pants and had cum on her shirt, face and in her hair. She grabbed her panties and wiped the cum off of her face.Ryan came out of the bathroom and said the he needed to get going. She opened the door for him, and, when that didn’t wake her boyfriend, she gave Ryan a short but hot kiss goodnight. She closed the door as he drove off.Her boyfriend was still snoring away. This was the most fun she had had with him in a long time and he wasn’t even aware of it. She knew that she was going to do this again. She liked being secretive, but she also wanted her boyfriend to watch, even if she had to forcibly do it. She wanted to dominate him right now, and fuck him, but she knew that he was out cold. She grabbed her cum soaked panties and wiped them on his face. The act of degrading him while he slept made her hornier still. She gathered the cum in her hair onto her finger and ran it across her sleeping boyfriend’s lips.”I’m going to enjoy this, Slave” she said.Leaving her panties on his face, she grabbed her pants and disappeared into the bedroom. She had a vibrator calling her name…

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The daughterI was quite upset when my daughter got herself a lesbian lover. It was not what I wanted for her even though her lover was very sexy and good looking. They had moved in together about six months ago and my daughter was so in love. Sara my daughter was twenty one and Beth her lesbian lover was thirty five. Then Sara informed me that she was going to have a baby if Beth’s brother would agree to breed her. The plan was for the brother to come and stay with them and he would sleep in their bed and fuck Sara as Beth watched till she was knocked up. Sara then told me that the brother used to fuck Beth all the time when they were growing up. The brother agreed to breed Sara as long as he could fuck both girls. I decided that I would go and talk to Beth while Sara was at work. I went to the house and rang the door bell. It took Beth a long time to answer the door and when she did she only had a robe on and I could see she was naked under it. Her firm tits were visible beneath her sheer robe. She told me to come in and when she sat she made sure I could see her shaved pussy. I was shocked but turned on and that surprised me. I then told her that I was afraid for the arrangements they had made to have a baby. Beth laughed and told me not to worry. Using the brother was the closest to her own bloodline. She told me I should meet her brother and she then called for him. He came out with just a towel wrapped low around his waist. I then figured out that Beth and he had been in bed fucking when I arrived. The brother sat on the couch by me and told me that I was very pretty and very sexy. He ran his hand over my neck and along my shoulders. He scooted closer to me and as he did his towel spread and I saw this big thick cock. He then smiled and grabbed my face and kissed me tonguing my mouth. He whispered in my ear “Do you prefer cock or pussy? You have your choice right here waiting for you.” Then he kissed me again as his hands rubbed my tits through my shirt. He looked at me and said “No bra. What a sexy lady. I like that. Do you have panties covering that pussy? When was the last time you was fucked? You seem very flushed.” He then pulled my top off and began to kiss my tits. His towel was laying on the floor and I could see his big cock getting hard. Then I felt Beth sit beside me and she had shed her robe. She began to unzip my pants and before I knew türbanlı uşak escort it the two had me naked. I wanted to stop them but I just seemed not to be able to speak. He was sucking and biting my tits as Beth had her hand rubbing my pussy and playing with my clit.Before I knew it they had pushed my head to his lap and I had his cock in my mouth as Beth had my legs spread and was eating my pussy and she was good at it. She was licking my cum as she made me cum over and over. The brother was pushing my head down deeper on his cock and I was sucking his big thick member hard. He then began to pull my head up and down on his cock fucking my mouth as Beth had her tongue in my cunt fucking me and making me cum faster and faster. He looked at his sister and said “This is one horny bitch. She is sucking my cock like she is sex starved and the cum is flowing from her as you tongue that cunt. Get her on her back and lets fuck her good and hard. I will give her cock and you give her that nice snatch of yours. I bet she can eat pussy good too.”They pushed me on my back and spread my legs as he pushed his thick cock into my cunt and Beth got over my face and rubbed her pussy all over my mouth and lips. As she rubbed her pussy on me she yelled “Lick my cunt you horny slut. Make me cum on your tongue like a good bitch.” I now had a big thick cock fucking my cunt as I was eating pussy for the first time ever. I really thought I would pass out because of the pleasure I was feeling. Then he yelled “Beth, this bitch has the tightest cunt. I bet she hasn’t been fucked in years. No wonder she is so horny. She is eating pussy like she is starved. She is a good play mate for us. Rub your cunt over her face. Fuck her good as I fuck this hole that is gripping my cock like a vise.” The two really worked me over. He had every inch of that big cock deep in me fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked as I seemed to like eating Beth’s wet pussy and licking her cum which had a sweet taste to it. His stamina was amazing as he fucked me for an hour and I thought my hole was going to bleed it was so raw but I did not want him to stop as I loved being fucked by this big thick cock.Finally I felt him fill me with his cum and then he quit fucking me. Beth got off my face and I was covered with cum. She then kissed my mouth and put türbanlı uşak escort bayan her tongue in me and told her brother “I still taste good.” Then she laughed. She then grabbed her brothers cock and began stroking it as I watched. He began to get hard again which amazed me. I thought that it is true about young lovers. They can stay hard and fuck for hours. Then they both began sucking one of my tits and I could not believe how good they could make me feel. They were sucking and running their tongues over my nipples and I felt my cunt get wet again. They sucked and licked and bit my tits as my pussy dripped with cum. Then he pushed Beth on to her back and pushed my face to her bit tits and told me to nurse. I began sucking and licking on her big globes as he then pulled my ass up in the air and spread me open.He first ran a finger down my crack then ran it all around my asshole. He dipped his finger in my cunt and got it wet then wet down my ass. He did this several times till my ass was good and wet then he got his finger wet and shoved it into my ass. The feeling was amazing and I began to suck hard on Beth’s tits leaving bruises. She moaned “Yes, suck those big tits. Bruise me. Leave your mark. Mark my whole tits. Show me how hard you can suck.” This made me really suck and bite her big melons. By now the brother had two fingers in my ass fucking me. I was dripping cum and he would use it to lube my ass more. Then he began to rub my cum over his cock and I soon felt it at the opening of my ass. He told me “Don’t worry. I will go easy and once I get my cock in you will love the ass fucking I shall give you. I really love fucking an ass and yours is so tight and ready for some cock.” He then pushed the head of his cock into my ass. He was right. It was a good pain. He pushed his cock in my ass slow but steady till he had about sex inches in me. He then told me “You are doing good. Don’t you like your ass invaded? I like seeing it spread wide open.” He pushed two more inches in me then stopped and waited till I adjusted. The he pushed more cock in me till he was balls deep in my ass and then he began to very easy fuck me. I felt his balls slap against me and as he slow fucked me he began to fuck harder and harder. He then yelled “You have the tightest ass I have ever fucked. I love fucking a virgin türbanlı escort uşak ass.” He then showed no mercy and began to ram my ass hard and deep. He would back almost out then push in hard pounding my ass. He did this over and over and I got used to the pain and it began to feel really good and soon I was feeling the cum run down my leg as I came fast as he fucked me. He fucked my ass for a long time till he could cum again and I had Beth’s tits almost chewed and bruised bad. Her nipples were raw from my teeth and I could see the blue marks over them. She was not complaining a bit.Then I felt the blast of cum deep in my ass and I heard him scream as I knew he was tensing up for this last mass of cum in me. I ended up licking his cock clean as Beth licked my ass clean and sucked her brother’s cum out of my hole. He then grabbed me and said “If you want to wait an hour we can do all this again. I would love to see you bite Beth’s ass cheeks. She is really into all that biting. I really want to fuck you. You have the tightest cunt and ass I have ever stuck my cock into. Maybe you want me to knock you up and I would love to see my baby grow in that flat stomach of yours. Taste the milk as your tits get huge and you nurse me and our c***d. Say yes, sexy baby. Let me give your firm body my c***d.” I told him “I don’t need another baby but how would you like to live with me and be my full time lover and fuck me day and night. Now that Sara is with Beth I am all alone. I really want you and that big thick cock of yours. I can get used to all this fucking. Now stick your tongue in my raw cunt and ass and we will go to my house. Don’t worry about clothes. You won’t need them.” He smiled and spread my legs and began to tongue my holes. Then he looked at me and said “I am going to fuck you so much you won’t even be able to walk then you will want my baby growing inside you. And I am going to watch your big tits grow even larger and fill with milk and let me feast on the warm baby milk. Now get your naked body in the car and let’s go to your bed and see how many times I can fuck your holes tonight.” Then he tongue kissed me and we droved naked to my home and now to his home.Sex with him was intense and wonderful. His stamina was perfect. It seemed he was hard all the time. We spent more hours fucking then being out of bed. We even fucked outside and in the car and every parking lot in our city. I gave up wearing a bra and panties and normally no clothes. I wore short skirts so he could lift it and ram his cock in me anytime he needed a piece of me. And he needed me often and could fuck like no one I knew. My tits even grew just being fucked every day. Or maybe from being sucked and rubbed so often.

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Husband Encourages WifeHusband wants his wife to be like her divorced friend.Loving WivesJen walked into her bedroom, her face still flushed from the conversation at lunch. Her pussy throbbed. She didn’t normally masturbate in the middle of the day, but she needed relief, and the k**s would be at the sitter’s for a few more hours. She lay on the bed and pulled up her skirt. She touched herself. Her panties were so wet. She slipped her hand inside her panties and rubbed herself, her eyes closed, remembering what Tina had told her at lunch.”Wow, what’s this?” a surprised voice said from the doorway. “Oh my god!” Jen cried in embarrassment, pulling the covers over her. “Michael, what are you doing home so early?”Michael laughed, enjoying his wife’s embarrassment. “My meeting ended early, so I decided to come home. I’m glad I did.” Michael threw the covers off his wife. Her dress was still bunched around her waist, and he admired her long shapely legs. Even after 10 years of marriage, he couldn’t get over how fantastic her legs were.”Stop!” she protested, trying to pull the covers back up, but Michael laughed again and batted her hands away. Jen covered her blushing face with her hands. “I can’t believe you caught me playing with myself.””So, what got you so excited?” Michael said as he put his hand on his wife’s knee. “Did you watch Dr. McDreamy on Grey’s Anatomy?” he teased. But he suspected why his wife was so aroused in the middle of the day. “Or, did Tina tell you more about her sex life over lunch?””Oh my god, you won’t believe what she did last night,” Jen said excitedly. Tina and Jen had been best friends since high school. Tina divorced about six months ago, after catching her husband Bill cheating on her. Not yet ready for a serious relationship, but craving male companionship, she started going out with younger men about 2 months ago. Still pretty and desirable at 34, Tina pleasantly discovered that she didn’t lack for male attention, and soon she was sleeping with a new young stud every few days.”She met a guy at a bar last night,” Jen said. “He was only 23, in grad school! She let him pick her up. He took her to his apartment, and his roommate was there. Both guys started flirting with her, and before she knew it all three were in bed! She ended up doing it with both of them!”Michael pulled off his pants and climbed between his wife’s legs. “Did Tina like getting gangbanged by those two college k**s?”Jen moaned as her husband pushed into her. “She said it made her feel so slutty. She had one guy in her mouth, while the other was inside her. Then they traded places, and she felt so naughty tasting herself.””Did they make her cum?” Michael grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of his wife’s pussy.”Yeah,” Jen gasped, her own orgasm near. “She said it was incredible. She’d cum with one guy, and then the other would take his place.””Oh god!” Michael groaned as he came in his wife. Jen came too, her toes curling and digging into the mattress.”Wow,” Michael sighed a few minutes later. “That was great.”Jen giggled and poked her husband’s side. “I bet you were thinking about Tina when you came,” she teased. “You like hearing about how she’s being so slutty. It turns you on. Come on, admit it.” “Okay, I admit it, Tina’s attractive,” Michael said honestly. “But you know what really turns me on? It’s you, getting so excited hearing about Tina acting like a slut.””What?” Jen asked, surprised.”I’m not k**ding. I guess in my head, I’m thinking you’re wishing it was you, not Tina, getting fucked by those guys.”Jen’s jaw dropped. “And that turns you on? Thinking about me with other guys?”Michael laughed. “Come on, don’t be such a prude. There are a lot of guys with that fantasy. They even have a name for it, it’s called ‘hot wife’ fantasy.”Jen glared at her husband. “I know what they call it, Michael, I don’t live in a fishbowl. I just never thought my husband was one of those prevents who wanted to see his wife fuck other men.””Hey, wait a minute,” Michael said, holding out his hands. “You’re the one beating off in the middle of the day.””I don’t want to talk about it anymore!” Jen said, getting out of bed and pulling down her dress. “Come on, the k**s will be home soon.”Chapter 2″What do you think of Jason, isn’t he gorgeous?” Tina asked excitedly. Michael and Jen looked toward the restaurant door. Jason had gone outside for a smoke.”Uh, yeah,” Jen said. She felt awkward talking about Tina’s new boy-toy in front of Michael. “Where did you meet him?”Tina shrugged. “At a bar — where else?”Michael laughed. “It must have been a college bar. What is he, 19?””Twenty-four, you jerk!” Tina said, playfully punching Michael in the arm. “And it wasn’t a college bar, it was a hotel downtown.””Excuse me,” Jen said, standing up. “I have to go to the bathroom.””I guess you don’t approve of my new love life,” Tina said to Michael as Jen walked away. “That’s not true. I know Bill treated you like shit, and you’ve had a rough year. I’m happy to see you’re happy again.”Tina broke into a big smile. “Thanks for being so understanding.” She reached under the table and squeezed Michael’s thigh. “It’s such a relief to hear you say that. I’ve been worried my friends would think less of me.””No, not at all,” Michael said, his voice caught in his voice. Tina’s hand on his thigh almost made him shudder with excitement. She was so different from Jen. She was a pretty brunette with large breasts. Jen, in contrast, was a petite blonde with CoverGirl good looks, with small perky breasts. Tina wasn’t leggy like Jen, but her legs weren’t bad. Thinking about this, Michael’s eyes wandered down to Tina’s legs. Michael admired how, since her divorce, her skirts had gotten shorter and shorter. He also liked the way she wore fuck-me pumps with high stiletto heels.Michael noticed that Tina’s skirt had hiked up her legs. His eyes widened when he saw the lacy welt of her stockings. He realized she was wearing thigh highs! That surprised him; he didn’t think girls wore them in real life. He thought things like that (real stockings and garter belts) were incredibly sexy, but Jen never wore them, preferring pantyhose.Tina followed Michael’s eyes, and realized she was flashing her stocking tops. “Oops, sorry,” she said, embarrassed. She pulled down her skirt. Tina shrugged. “Okay, I admit it, I’m a slut. But stockings are better than pantyhose — less fumbling and easier access.””Uh, no problem,” Michael managed to say, his throat dry. “Like I said, you’re entitled.”Tina smiled, and again squeezed Michael’s thigh. “Thanks!” Tina let her hand linger on Michael’s thigh, only pulling away when Jen approached the table.Jason returned a few minutes later. As they ordered drinks and then studied the menu, Jason’s hands were all over Tina. Tina giggled and pushed him away, but he was relentless, caressing her legs under the table. When the drinks arrived, he gulped down his beer, then stood up, pulling Tina up with him. “Come on, baby, let’s get a smoke.” Giggling, Tina said “We’ll be right back,” then let Jason lead her outside.Awkwardly, Michael and Jen continued to study their menus. Then Michael reached under the table to Jen’s legs. “Don’t,” Jen said as Michael moved his hand under her skirt. But Michael wouldn’t stop, and Jen gasped when he touched her pussy. She had soaked through her panties and pantyhose. Michael pulled his hand away when the waitress came to take their order. Michael told her their friends would be back in a few minutes, they went out for a smoke.About 10 minutes later, Tina and Jason finally returned. They ordered, and then Jason got up. “I need a smoke,” he said.Jen frowned at Jason’s disappearing form. “I thought you guys just had a smoke,” she said, annoyed. Jen looked at Tina, who had a mischievous smile on her face. “What?” Jen asked.Tina hesitated, debating with herself whether she should tell them or keep quiet. But she couldn’t hold it in. “Oh my god,” she said elatedly. “We just did it!”Jen’s eyes grew wide. “You’re k**ding?””No!” Tina almost shouted, her face excited and covered with a big smile. “He pulled me into the alley next to the restaurant, and he did me against the wall! Oh my god, we were right around the corner, I could hear the people walking on the sidewalk!””Oh no,” Tina said in a concerned voice.”What’s wrong?””I can feel him running out of me. I’ll be right back, I have to go to the bathroom, I don’t want the back of my dress to get wet.”When they got home from dinner, Michael paid the babysitter while Jen checked on the k**s. Then, by silent agreement, they met at their bedroom. They groped each other like teenagers, practically ripping off each other’s clothes. “Fuck me!” Jen pleaded. Michael pulled off Jen’s pantyhose and panties, then pulled out his cock. “You so wet!” Michael growled as he penetrated his wife. “Did it turn you on, Jason fucking Tina in the alley like a whore?””Did it turn you on?” Jen answered as she pushed back against her husband’s thrusts.Michael’s passion fueled words came out between pants. “It turned me on, imagining it was you instead of Tina. Imagining Jason was fucking you against the wall.””Oh god, you’re so bad,” she moaned.”I’d like to watch you act like Tina. Become a cougar. Let young guys pick you up, and go home with them and let them fuck you.””Oh god, Michael,” Jen panted between moans. “You don’t mean that. I’m your wife.””I want you to be my hot wife,” Michael said lustfully. “Didn’t you see how muscular Jason was? Wouldn’t you like to feel a young hard body on top of you? Ramming his big cock into you? Shooting gallons of his cum into you, so it floods out of you and runs down your legs?””Oh Michael, would you really want me to do that?” Jen cried as she raised her hips to meet her husband’s thrusts. They were both so close, their passions fueled by their nasty fantasies.”Yeah, yeah, that’s all I’ve been thinking about since Tina started slutting around! I’ve imagined you in her place, being a slut with all those young guys!””Oh god, oh god,” Jen cried as she came, Michael joining her just seconds after.Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 02 (4.26)Jen goes clubbing with Tina, while Michael waits at home.Loving Wives 02/28/10Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 02byxleglover©”You haven’t touched your lunch,” Tina said after she finished telling Jen about her latest date with Jason.”I’m sorry,” Jen said. “I guess I’m distracted.”Tina reached over and grabbed her friend’s hand. “What’s wrong? Are you and Michael okay?”Jen looked up in surprise. “How did you know?””Jen, we’ve been friends since high school,” Tina said, concern in her voice. “I was your maid of honor. I think I can tell when things aren’t going right with you and your husband. So what’s wrong?””It’s just — god, this is so embarrassing. But I’ve told Michael some of the things you’ve told me. You know, about the dates you’ve had with younger guys. Lately, Michael’s told me about some things he fantasizes about.””Oh,” Tina said, her interest suddenly more than just concern for her friend. Has Michael been fantasizing about sleeping with her? She remembered the dinner the other night, when she put her hand on Michael’s thigh. She shouldn’t have, but she couldn’t resist. She could tell he was hard. It gave her a naughty thrill to flirt with her best friend’s husband. It was something she’d never have done while she was married, but she had embraced her new-found freedom since her divorce, especially since she’d started going out with younger guys. Jen hesitated, considering whether to tell Tina. But then she realized she needed to tell someone, and who better but her best friend. “You can’t tell Michael I told you this.””I promise,” Tina said immediately, trying to hide her intense curiosity.”Michael told me that — he has fantasies about — about seeing me with other men.””What?” Tina said, wide-eyed. “You and other men?””Yeah, I know, it’s crazy. He’s never mentioned it before. It’s only been since you’ve been going out with younger guys. He even said he fantasized it was me who Jason did in the alley.””Wow,” Tina said, shocked. She had heard some guys had this fantasy, but Michael seemed so straight-laced. Also, she remembered when Jen started dating Michael, over 10 years ago. Michael had been jealous of guys even speaking to Jen. She couldn’t believe Michael had changed so much, that now he’d like to watch Jen in bed with another man. “Do you think he really wants you to do it?””I’m not sure,” Jen said. “I don’t think so, but he always talks about it … I mean, when we’re in bed.””Well — okay, I know you’re going to think this is crazy,” Tina began, “but maybe you should hope that Michael is serious.”Jen frowned at her friend. “You’re right, I think you’re crazy.””No, I’m not crazy,” Tina said, laughing. “You wouldn’t believe how great sex is with these guys. They’re so young and strong and gorgeous, and so hard! I’m glad Bill cheated on me, and we divorced. I really am! Because now I’m having the greatest sex of my life. He’s paying me alimony, and I’m using his money to get all dolled up for other men.”Jen’s frown deepened. “So how does this all relate to me?”Tina squeezed Jen’s arm. “Honey, I’m saying you can have the best of both worlds. You can be married to a great guy who loves you, and fuck other guys on the side. You’re the luckiest girl in the world!”Jen shook her head. “Breaking my marriage vows isn’t something I want to do.””Jen, it’s not cheating if Michael wants you to do it,” Tina insisted.”I don’t know about that,” Jen said skeptically. “Besides, I don’t know if Michael is really serious about this.””What if he is serious? Would you play along?” Tina smiled affectionately at her friend. “I mean, it would be fun to have someone to go clubbing with, like we did back in college.””I don’t know,” Jen said honestly. “Those days were a lot of fun. But I’ve been married for over 10 years, and I have two c***dren. I love Michael. I don’t want to break my marriage vows.””But Jen, honey, Michael wants you to do this. You wouldn’t be breaking your marriage vows.”Jen shook her head. “I told you, I don’t know if he really wants me to do this.””Okay, I have an idea,” Tina said. “Come clubbing with me Saturday night. Just you, not Michael. See what he says.””I don’t know,” Jen said warily.”Jen, what’s the harm? This will help you and Michael figure out what he really wants. He probably doesn’t know himself. And it’s not like you have to let some guy pick you up. We can just go out and have fun, like we used to do in college.”Jen thought about it for a few moments, then she found herself nodding.********”Can we talk?” Jen asked. “I mean, we haven’t really talked about the other night.”They were at dinner, at a downtown restaurant. Jen didn’t want to talk about this in bed, or even at home. She wanted Michael to be thinking with his head and heart, not his penis.”Sure,” Michael said, putting down his menu. “It probably seems like my fantasy came out of nowhere, but it didn’t. I’ve had these fantasies a long time, I just never had the courage to tell you.””Really, of watching me with other men?” Jen said, surprised.”Yeah. It’s always excited me, watching guys flirt with you. Remember last year, at our vacation in Cancun, when that guy hit on you? He kept asking you to dance? My cock was so hard I thought I was going to burst through my pants.””Wow,” Jen said, wide-eyed with surprise. “Why didn’t you ever tell me about your fantasy?””I don’t know,” Michael said, looking sheepishly. “It’s hard to tell your wife that you fantasize about other men fucking her. But I guess, well … lately, whenever Tina told you about one of her dates, you got really excited. I’ve thought maybe you might be open to some games.”Jen frowned. “What kind of games, Michael?””You know what I’m talking about,” Michael said.”No, Michael, I want you to say it, tell me exactly what you want.””Okay,” Michael said. He was getting excited, and so he was trying to control his breathing. “I’d like you to go on dates with younger guys, like Tina does.””Just like Tina?” Jen asked. She wanted to find out how far Michael wanted her to go. “You know that Tina lets them kiss her, right? You’d want me to let another man kiss me?””Yeah, I would,” Michael said without any hesitation. “As long as that’s what you wanted.””What about touching me? Do you want me to let another man touch my breasts?””Yes,” Michael said, almost gasping with excitement. “I’d want you to let him fondle you.””What if he put his hand on my leg? Would you want me to let him do that? What if he ran his fingers under my skirt? Should I let him do that, too?””Yeah, god, I’d want you to let him do that,” Michael gasped. “God, you’ve gotten me so excited.”Jen shook her head. “I don’t understand how this turns you on.””I can’t explain it, but it does.” Michael looked around to make sure no one was looking. Then he took his wife’s hand and lowered it to his crotch. “See?”Jen’s eyes grew wide with surprise. Michael was rock hard. His excitement was starting to turn her on. Also, she couldn’t deny the naughty allure of a young, hard body. She massaged him under the table. “Tina wants me to go out with her Saturday night.””She does?” Michael asked. “I think you should go!””Why?” Jen asked, acting coy. She continued to massage him. “Do you want me to play your game?””Oh god, yes!” Michael said excitedly. “I want you to flirt with other men. I want you to kiss them, and let them touch you. God, I want you to touch their cocks, and suck them, and even fuck them!”Jen’s breathing was heavy now. She was soaking wet. “Come on,” she said urgently. “Let’s pay the check, and go home!”Chapter 4Jen was going to be late. Tina was going to be there any minute, and Jen still wasn’t dressed. It had been a long time (over 10 years!) since she had gone out dancing without Michael, and she didn’t know what to wear. She finally picked out a silk, white blouse and a black skirt that ended a couple of inches above her knees. Underneath, she wore a bra, panties and pantyhose. She finished the outfit with black pumps.Tina had already arrived when Jen finally came downstairs. She smiled when she saw her friend. “Wow, now I understand what husbands mean when they say it takes forever for their wives to get dressed,” Tina teased.”Sorry,” Jen said sheepishly, kissing her friend on the cheek. “I couldn’t figure out what to wear.”Tina stepped back and looked at Jen. “Hmmm,” she said as she studied what Jen was wearing. She motioned to her skirt. “Don’t you have anything shorter?””No,” Jen said, feeling uncomfortable under Tina’s scrutiny. She felt like a school girl being evaluated by the headmistress. Tina frowned, but then shrugged. “That’s okay. Anyway, this will help.” Tina handed Jen a shoe box. “I thought you might not have any going-out-dancing-shoes.”Jen opened the box and pulled out a pair of black high heels. “Dancing shoes?” Jen said, fingering the 3-inch stiletto heels.””Don’t worry, they’ll be plenty of guys there to catch you if you fall,” Tina said, giggling. Then she playfully jabbed Michael in the arm. “Right Michael?””Uh, right,” Michael said. Waiting downstairs for Jen to get dressed had been excruciating, but exciting too. All Michael could think about was his pretty wife in the arms of another man while dancing at the club. He was so hard it hurt.”God, you have great legs, I hate you,” Tina said admiringly as Jen slipped on the high heels. “Doesn’t she have great legs, Michael?”Michael could only nod; his throat was dry from excitement. Jen did have amazing legs. They were her best feature next to her pretty face. He had always encouraged his wife to wear higher heels, but she always tended towards the more practical, low heel pumps. Now wearing the 3-inch stiletto heels, Jen’s legs looked even more incredible. His penis throbbed in his pants.”Oh, you have great legs too,” Jen said to Tina. Then she tentatively began walking across the room. “How are you supposed to walk in these things?” Jen said exasperated as she wobbled in the high heels.Tina giggled. “It just takes practice. Anyway, I told you, they’ll be plenty of guys there to catch you if you fall.” Tina smiled and then, after making sure Jen wasn’t looking, she teasingly ran a finger across Michael’s back, just below his belt.Michael tensed at Tina’s touch, her finger sending an electric charge through his body. He had always been attracted to her, now more than ever. He wondered if Tina teased guys when she went clubbing. Of course she did, Michael thought. That’s how she picks up so many young guys. Michael’s cock pulsed as he imagined Tina teaching his wife all her tricks for teasing men.Tina lowered her voice so only Michael could hear. “Anyway, when guys catch you, that’s the fun part, right Michael?” Michael reddened. What had Jen told Tina? Did Tina know about his fantasy to see Jen with another man? Michael felt embarrassed. Men were supposed to be kings of their castles. They weren’t supposed to let other alpha males fuck their wives. Yet, that was Michael’s fantasy, and now Tina knew it. Why had Jen told her?”I’ll wait for you at the car,” Tina said to Jen. As she left, she glanced again at Michael, a smile on her face. “Are you sure about this?” Jen asked Michael. “It’s not too late to change our plans. All three of us could go to dinner.”Michael looked at his wife. Her makeup was perfect, her shoulder-length blonde hair lush and soft. The stiletto heels seemed to turn her otherwise conservative outfit into something reeking of sexuality. He found her almost impossible to resist, and he was tempted to take her to bed. But he knew if she, his wife, had this effect on him, her allure to other men would be even greater. He was becoming obsessed by his fantasy of her with another man.”Yes, I’m sure,” he finally said, his voice almost quivering from excitement. His earlier brief anger had been completely replaced by his lust. “I’ll be awake when you get home.”****************************”God, I can’t believe I’m here,” Jen said. She and Tina were sitting at the bar, sipping Cosmopolitans.Tina smiled and squeezed Jen’s arm. “Don’t be nervous, we’re going to have fun.”Jen frowned. “I know, but … I guess I’m disappointed. I hoped Michael would change his mind. Playing this game of his isn’t exactly what I imagined when we took our marriage vows.””Jen, you guys are just going through a phase, that’s all. Who knows what happens to guys as they get older. At least Michael isn’t trying to sleep with other women. I think you need to play this out, so Michael can get it out of his system.””Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Jen said after a few moments. “I just don’t know how far he wants me to go. Or maybe I do know, but I’m not willing to go that far.””So don’t worry about it. Just take one step at a time, and let things go where they go.” Tina hopped off the stool and grabbed Jen’s hand. “Come on, let’s dance!” Tina led Jen into the middle of the dance floor. It was crowded, so they danced close together. Jen was having fun, she hadn’t been out dancing in years. The music changed to a slow song, and Jen was about to go back to the bar when Tina grabbed her hand. She leaned close to Jen’s ear and whispered, “Some cute guys are watching us. No, don’t turn! Just follow my lead.” Tina moved close to Jen and danced slow. As she swayed, her fingers grazed across Jen’s skirt. At times she whispered into Jen’s ear, and as she did she allowed her fingers to trail down Jen’s back. She edged even closer to Jen, until their breasts almost touched. Tina put her hands on her friend’s waist, and they swayed to the soft music as one, Tina’s fingers lightly caressing just above Jen’s ass.Jen knew what Tina was doing, of course. They had done this back in college, türbanlı sakarya escort a little dirty dancing to get guys’ attention. But that had been long ago, and Jen wasn’t used to the singles scene. She felt uncomfortable, but she played along with her friend (although she didn’t touch Tina, the way Tina was touching her). She had to admit, though, that acting so sexy and drawing so much male attention was starting to turn her on.Jen was relieved when the song ended. Not waiting for Tina, she made her way back to the bar. She didn’t want to give Tina a chance to dance another song. When Jen looked back, she saw Tina surrounded by guys. They all looked well under 25. Most of the guys were in suits. Jen guessed they were attorneys just out of law school, or maybe Wall Street brokers. They were cute, but nothing special. Jen was about to take a sip of her Cosmo when she saw him. He was tall, with thick wavy black hair, slicked back off his face. He had a dark complexion. Jen guessed he was Greek or Italian. He was ruggedly handsome, and had a bad boy swagger to him. He wore a black turtleneck, jeans and boots. With a start, Jen realized she was staring at him, and was about to turn away, when he turned towards her and locked eyes with her. His gaze was so intense it startled her, and she almost dropped her drink. Embarrassed, Jen expected he would laugh at her, but he didn’t. He just kept staring at her from across the room. After a few moments, Jen turned away, but it took a force of will to escape from his intense gaze. Jen found herself almost trembling, and she realized she was aroused. She finished the Cosmo and ordered another one.A few minutes later Tina came back. “Come on, let’s dance!” Tina said, dragging Jen off the stool. “Wait,” Jen said, and she quickly gulped down the martini. Then she let Tina drag her back onto the dance floor.The martinis were working their way through Jen’s body, and helping her to lose her inhibitions. She was having fun, so when the music slowed, she didn’t object when Tina moved closer for another round of dirty dancing. “We got those guys so hot the last time!” Tina whispered gleefully into Jen’s ear as they danced. “I thought they were going to drag me into a booth and **** me!”As they danced, Tina reached lower so her fingertips trailed up Jen’s legs. She didn’t stop when she reached Jen’s skirt, instead tracing up her thighs and bringing Jen’s skirt up as she did so. Jen wondered if Tall-Dark-and-Handsome was watching her, and that thought combined with the two Cosmos made her more daring. As they danced close, Jen lightly ran her fingers down Tina’s back (she soon discovered Tina wasn’t wearing a bra), then along Tina’s hips. Their faces were so close their lips were almost touching. As they slowly swayed back and forth, sometimes Jen’s breasts would brush against Tina’s. The song ended, and as Jen and Tina stepped apart, the crowd applauded. Tina smiled and did a curtsy, but Jen was embarrassed and blushed. She quickly went back to the bar and ordered another Cosmo.Jen looked back and saw that Tina had disappeared. Some of the guys were gone as well. Jen wondered if she’d see Tina again that evening.Jen ordered a Cosmo, and was searching in her purse for her wallet when she heard a deep, husky voice behind her.”I’ll get that,” the voice said, and Jen turned to see Tall-Dark-and-Handsome giving the bartender a twenty.Jen’s heart did a back flip as she looked into his dark eyes. “Oh, that’s not necessary,” she stammered out.”I insist. I’m Darius,” he said, holding out his hand.”Hi,” Jen said, taking his hand. Darius’s hand was so large, Jen’s hand disappeared within his. For some reason, it didn’t surprise her that his hand was rough and calloused. “I’m, ah, I’m Jen. Darius — that’s an unusual name.””Yeah, it’s Greek.” I was right, Jen thought. He’s Greek.Darius made no move to release Jen’s hand. Jen began feeling uncomfortable so she pulled her hand back. Darius didn’t stop her, but he extended his fingers so his fingertips traced along her soft palm as she pulled her hand away. The feeling almost made Jen shudder. To hide it, she quickly took a drink of her Cosmo.”You’re a great dancer,” Darius said. Jen blushed again. “I guess it got a little bit out of control.”Darius smiled. “Well, you looked great out there. You should lose control more often.”Jen laughed. “Thanks … I guess.” Then they both laughed.”So, do you come here often?” Jen asked, but then she immediately put her head in her hands in embarrassment. “Oh god, I’m sorry, that’s such a cliché.” Why was she so nervous, she was acting like an idiot. “That’s okay,” Darius said, laughing. “Yeah, my friends and I come here every couple of weeks. It has a reputation for being a meat market, but we like the music.”Jen eyed Darius skeptically. “Soooooo, you’re not here to pick up girls?”Darius smiled mischievously. “That all depends on the girl. Like you, for instance.””Not so fast, cowboy,” Jen said, laughing and shaking her head. She couldn’t believe how forward this guy was, but she guessed that’s how it was nowadays. “First of all, I’m way older than you. What are you, 24?””Twenty-five,” Darius corrected. “And I prefer older women. I told you how good you look. You’re the best looking girl in here.””Yeah, well, whatever,” Jen said with a dismissive brush of her hand, but inside she was beaming from the compliment. “Second, I’m a married girl.” Jen held up her left hand, showing him her wedding ring. “See?”Darius frowned. Then, looking serious, he waved his hand around the world. “Look around here, Jen. Most of the girls are married. And I can tell you, the guys they’re with aren’t their husbands. This is how things are now. 9-11 could happen again tomorrow, or next week. We’re all living on borrowed time. Life is too short to be limited by old-fashioned boundaries like marriage. We all need to embrace every second of our lives.”Jen eyed Darius. Then she frowned. Then she started to laugh. “Oh my god, that has got to be the worst pick-up line I’ve ever heard!”Darius started to laugh too. “Hey, I worked hard to come up with that!””Well, I think you better go back and start all over,” Jen said, still laughing. “And it’s horrible to use 9-11 to try to pick up girls.”Darius held up his hands in mock surrender. “Okay, okay, you win, I have been properly chastised.” Then he offered his hand to her. “So, do married girls dance?”Jen considered for a moment. Tina was no where to be found. And Darius seemed nice enough. She took his hand, making a snap decision. “Sure, why not?”Darius was a good dancer. His movements were slow and smooth, yet perfectly paced with the music. Jen couldn’t believe a man as big as him could dance so well. He was well over 6 feet, and broad shouldered. She felt tiny next to him. As he moved to the music, Jen could see the muscles of his chest and arms rippling under his black turtleneck. His broad shoulders narrowed to a lean waist, and from what Jen could tell, Darius filled out his jeans really well.Darius danced close to her, with barely any space between them. But he never touched her, never even brushed against her. Somehow, this close but non-contact, for song after song, was more of a turn on than if he was grinding his body against hers. She could feel herself get wet between her legs.Eventually, the fast songs changed into a slow song. She expected Darius to pull her into an embrace, but he didn’t. Instead, he stood there, so close to her but not touching her, looking at her with his intense black eyes, waiting for her to make a move. With a force of will, Jen stepped away. “Ah, well, thanks for the dance. I guess I’ll go try to find my friend.”Jen walked through the crowd looking for Tina, feeling a mix of disappointment and relief. She was aroused. Her nipples were hard, and she was soaking between her legs. For the first time since she started talking to Darius, she thought of Michael at home. He’d probably be disappointed that Darius didn’t pull her into his arms and dance a slow dance.She was getting frustrated looking for Tina. Where was she? Jen walked into a secluded, darken part of the club, far away from the lights of the dance floor, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned and there was Darius, standing just inches from her. “Oh, hi —“Darius took her into his arms and kissed her. Jen tried to pull away but he held her firm, his tongue pushing between her lips and exploring her mouth. His kisses were so different than Michael, who even after 10 years of marriage still kissed her softly, almost tentatively. Darius kissed her roughly, with an urgency, like kissing her was the most important thing in his life, like he wanted to own her.Darius reached between them and cupped her breast. Even through her bra and blouse he found her hard nipple, and he roughly rubbed it with his thumb as he continued to kiss her. Jen again tried to pull away, but Darius held her firm. With his other hand at her back, he pulled her into him. His crotch was pressed tightly against her stomach, and he felt huge.Eventually Jen stopped struggling. Her body couldn’t resist what he was doing to her. Jen wrapped her arms around Darius’s neck and began kissing him back, swirling her tongue around his. Jen felt terrible for returning Darius’s kisses, but she told herself that Michael wanted her to do this. Then Jen felt Darius pull up her skirt. “No,” Jen protested.”It’s okay,” Darius said. “There are rooms in the back. We can go to one.”Suddenly, Jen knew where Tina was. And she knew she wasn’t ready to take that step, not now, maybe not ever. “Please stop,” Jen said, pushing Darius away with both hands.Darius let her go. They stood in the near darkness, inches from each other, both panting. Jen pulled down her skirt. “I’ve got to go,” she said.Darius grabbed her arm. “I’ll call you.”Jen pulled her arm away and again showed him her left hand. “Married, remember?” Then Jen hurried away, and caught a cab home.Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 03Michael buys Jen a gold anklet.Chapter 5The phone rang, waking Jen. She was still sleepy, tired from all the drinks the night before (she was probably a little hung over), and also because Michael kept her up, fucking her as she told him what happened.”Hello?” she said into the telephone.”You bitch!”Jen winced at the shoot in her ear. “Good morning Tina.””Don’t good morning me!” Tina growled. “God, I can’t believe you hooked up with Darius last night. I’m so jealous! Do you know how long I’ve wanted that hunk?”Jen frowned. “Nothing happened, not really. Anyway, he started it, not me.””Oh, that makes me feel sooooo much better. God, I can’t believe it, it’s just like in college, you ALWAYS get the best looking guys.””I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. Are you really mad at me?””Yes, I’m really mad at you! And you’re going to apologize by buying me lunch.”Jen didn’t want to go to lunch. She wanted to go back to bed. “Um, I’m not sure I’m up for lunch today.””After last night, you owe me lunch! And you’re going to tell me every detail of what happened with Darius!” Then Tina hung up the phone.Jen rolled back into bed and hugged her pillow. All she wanted to do was take two aspirin and go back to sleep. Sighing, she threw back the covers. After telling Maria, their nanny, that she was going out for lunch, she went into the bathroom.Jen paused to look in the mirror. Even after 10 years of marriage and 2 babies, her body was still firm. Her breasts were small, but perky, and her legs were long and shapely. Her stomach was flat, and while she had gained a little weight around the hips, she liked it because it gave her some curves that she didn’t have back in college when she was stick thin. For the first time in years, she studied herself and wondered if men still found her desirable. The thought made her feel guilty. She was married, she shouldn’t be thinking about other men. But it was Michael who was encouraging her to be with other men. Last night, he was all over her as soon as she got home. He fucked her twice and seemed to stay hard the entire time as she told him what happened, the dirty dancing with Tina, and her naughtiness with Darius. She felt so guilty. But Michael had kissed away her tears and soothed her feelings, and assured her over and over again that she had done exactly what he wanted her to do. He said, in fact, he wished she had gone farther with Darius. Earlier that morning, with the good sense that a new day brings, Jen had worried Michael would be upset with her. But instead, Michael had awoken with a hard-on, and he fucked her again before he had to go to his office to get some things ready for a meeting he had on Monday.She didn’t know how she felt about Michael’s fantasies, and this game they were playing. It was exciting, yes. But she knew this was wrong. She was no longer single. She was happily married, and happily married wives aren’t supposed to act like she did last night. But then, husbands weren’t supposed to encourage their wives to be with, and even have sex with, other men. So where did that leave her? Shaking her head, she stepped into the shower.************************”So, how was Darius, and don’t leave out anything,” Tina demanded as soon as Jen sat down.Jen told her. It was awkward at first. After all, she was married, and here she was talking about kissing and being fondled by another man. She couldn’t believe how fast things had changed.Tina leaned back in her chair as Jen finished. “Wow, I still can’t believe it. You hooked up with Darius on your first try.”Jen shook her head. “I told you, I wasn’t trying, he started it.”Tina scowled at her friend. “And I told you, you’re not making me feel any better. Well, I guess I never had a chance. He likes young, leggy blondes, not voluptuous brunettes like me.””I’m not exactly young. I’m 34.””Oh Jen! You still look as sweet and innocent as you did back in high school! You look like you just stepped out of Barely Legal, for god’s sake.” Tina scowled at Jen again, and then the two friends started laughing. Then Tina took on an inquisitive look. “So, what happened when you told Michael?”Jen shook her head. “He loved it. He said he wished I’d gone all the way with Darius.””You’re k**ding?” Tina said incredulously. “Wow, I never would have believed it, Michael’s so straight laced. Well, I guess that answers the question. He really does want you to have sex with other guys. It’s not just a fantasy.””I don’t know …” Jen said doubtfully. “I don’t think he knows what he wants, not really.”Tina shrugged. “Things have changed, Jen. If my divorce has taught me anything, it’s taught me that. Nothing’s certain in life. Live for the moment.””Oh my god,” Jen said laughing. “You sound just like Darius. He used a pick-up line on me that sounded just like that.”Tina laughed too. “Well, it sounds like it worked!”Jen sat back in her chair. Oh my god, it did work, she realized.”Come on,” Tina said, getting up. “We have shopping to do.””Shopping? What about lunch?”Tina shook her head. “No lunch for you or me. We’re competing with twenty somethings. We need to watch our figures.” Tina eyed Jen’s petite body. “Well, at least I do. God, I hate girls like you who are naturally thin. Anyway, if you’re going to play this little game of yours, you’re going to need a new wardrobe.”Three hours later, Jen could barely carry all the shopping bags, full of short skirts and dresses, sheer blouses, lingerie and high heels. “Michael’s going to kill me when he sees the bill for all of this,” Jen said with a worried expression.”Oh, don’t worry, I think Michael’s going to love everything.”At home, Jen had just finished checking with the nanny and the k**s when the phone rang. “Hi honey,” Michael said, “Let’s have dinner at Campton’s tonight.””Wow, what’s the occasion?” Jen asked, surprised.”Do I need an occasion to take my beautiful wife to dinner? I’ll meet you there at 730.”Jen excitedly got dressed. Campton’s was the most romantic restaurant in town. She hoped this was a sign that Michael had come to his senses, and they would stop playing this game. Jen dressed in her new clothes. She wore one of the new dresses that ended above mid-thigh, and new high heels she had bought that afternoon.”Wow, you look incredible!” Michael said awestruck as Jen approached their table. Jen beamed from her husband’s compliment. “Tina and I went shopping today. Do you like?””I love it,” Michael said enthusiastically. He eyed the room. “I think there’re a lot of guys in this room who like your new clothes.”Jen glanced surreptitiously around the room, and noticed a lot of male eyes on her. A sexually charged tingle went through her from all the male attention. “Well, I guess you’re the lucky one because I’m your wife,” she said smiling.”That’s right, and I love you, so I bought you this present.” Michael handed his wife a small rectangular box.Jen excitedly opened the box. “Oh, it’s beautiful!” she said, taking out a thin golden chain. She started to put it around her wrist, but Michael stopped her.”It’s not a bracelet, it’s an anklet,” he explained. “It’s a symbol of our new lifestyle.””New lifestyle?” Jen said, not understanding.”I mean, with you being a hot wife. You can’t believe how happy and relieved I am. I mean, I wasn’t sure if you’d enjoy it. But last night went so well, and now you’ve bought new sexy clothes.””Wait, Michael,” Jen said. “You’re going too fast. Last night was exciting, okay, I admit that, but I’m not sure I want to go any farther, or even play the game again. Don’t you think this is weird? You’re my husband, but you want me to have sex with other men. That’s not what a marriage is supposed to be.”Michael took his wife’s hands in his. “Honey, I’m not saying we’ll do this forever. But this is something I really want. And I think last night proves that you want it to. I think you still have some wild oats you need to sow. So, can you put on the anklet? It goes on your left ankle.”Jen looked doubtful. Then, shrugging, she leaned over and put on the anklet. Later that evening, on the way home, Michael pulled into a parking lot. “Michael, why are we stopping?” Jen asked. Grinning, Michael gestured across the street to a nightclub. “I thought we could play the game a little, before going home. I’ll blend into the crowd and watch as you flirt with some guys.””Michael, we just played the game last night,” Jen said warily. “Anyway, it’s late. Don’t you have a meeting tomorrow morning?””Come on, just for a little while,” Michael insisted. “It’ll be fun. You go first, and I’ll follow in about 10 minutes.”Jen shook her head. She had misgivings about this, but she could tell Michael wouldn’t change his mind. They’d get home faster if she just played the game for a little while.The bouncer eyed her from head to toe as she approached the club. She reached inside her purse for money to pay the cover, but the bouncer waived her in. “Ladies’ night,” he said. The bouncer was muscular and black, and Jen felt uncomfortable as his dark eyes openly roamed over her body. “Nice legs,” the bouncer said as she walked by. “Um, thanks,” Jen said, hurrying into the club to get away from the bouncer.Jen found an empty seat at the bar and ordered a glass of wine. The club was crowded, and Jen felt male eyes turning her way. She felt uncomfortable. This was clearly a meat market, and she was here alone. “Michael doesn’t realize how hard this is,” she thought to herself, fidgeting nervously in her chair.Michael watched his wife anonymously from a dark corner of the club. His heart pounded in his chest. He had long fantasized about this moment, of watching his pretty wife flirt with guys at a bar. He watched her fidget in her chair. She crossed her legs, at the same time pulling her skirt down. He loved the new dress; it showed so much of her long, shapely legs. He could tell she was nervous. But clearly she was into this game, otherwise she wouldn’t have bought the new dress. Michael’s breath caught in his throat as he watched a man approach his wife.The guy was tall and broad shouldered, with blonde hair. He struck up a conversation with Jen. The conversation seemed awkward at first, but he must have been good at this – of picking up girls at bars – because soon Jen seemed to relax, and even smile. Jen finished her wine, and the man motioned to the bartender. As the bartender refilled her glass, Jen again pulled down her skirt. Michael wished she would relax and stop fixing her dress. He took out his phone and texted a message to his wife.”Excuse me,” Jen said as she pulled out her ringing phone from her purse. She frowned as she read the message: “Relax – stop fixing your dress.””Are you alright?” the man said. He had introduced himself as Keith. He was handsome, and had the deepest blue eyes Jen had ever seen. “No, um, everything’s fine,” Jen said, thinking about what Michael had just texted her. She re-crossed her legs, and then realized her mistake as her dress hiked higher up her legs. She instinctively moved to pull down her dress, but then stopped herself.Keith couldn’t keep his eyes off Jen’s legs. Fuck, this chick had great legs. He inwardly smiled as Jen uncrossed and then re-crossed her legs, incorrectly interpreting the maneuver as her desire to expose more of her legs to him. He had seen this before, married chicks looking for some action on the side. In fact, that’s why he had approached her. A pretty blonde with long legs, sitting all by herself, and sporting a rock on her left hand. A no-obligation fuck, that’s what he wanted. As he charmed her with his movie-star looks, he put his hand on her knee.Jen almost jumped as she felt Keith place his hand on her knee. She covered her alarm by taking a gulp of her wine. “Is this what you want Michael?” she thought to herself, “To watch another man with his hand on me?” Jen took another drink, finishing the wine, suppressing her natural instinct to push Keith’s hand away.”Another one?” Keith asked, and his smile grew wider as Jen nervously nodded her head. It was obvious this was the first time she’d stepped out. The possibility turned him on. He liked fucking married women. There was something special about screwing another man’s wife. And fucking this beauty wouldn’t be a sacrifice, that’s for sure. She was so pretty! He wondered if she’d let him cum on her face. Keith inched his hand higher up Jen’s thigh. The thought of shooting his jism all over her pretty face and into her silky blonde hair made his cock throb. “Are you enjoying this, Michael?” Jen thought as she felt Keith’s hand move up her thigh. “Watching this stranger move his hand up your wife’s leg?” Keith’s hand was large, matching his large muscular frame. But his touch was soft, feeling like almost a tease as he drew circles on her thigh. Jen found it easy to talk to him. He was funny and charming, and really good looking. His blonde hair was a little messed up, and with his deep blue eyes, he was adorably cute. She made no move to stop Keith’s hand as it advanced up her leg. “This is what you want, right Michael? You want me to let him touch me.”Jen heard her phone ring. She looked at the screen, and again the message surprised her. “Uncross your legs,” the text message from Michael said. “And reapply your lipstick.”Jen’s heart pounded. Keith’s handsome looks and skillful caresses were getting to her. She couldn’t help but be aroused. She glanced into the crowd. “This game is getting dangerous, Michael,” she thought, trying to send a silent message to her husband. “Are you sure you want me to do this?” Jen reached into her purse and pulled out her lipstick. As she fixed her lipstick, Jen uncrossed her legs, pressing her thighs tightly together türbanlı sakarya escort bayan and resting her heels on the stool’s footrest.Keith couldn’t take his eyes off Jen’s face as she reapplied her lipstick. The red lip gloss gave her full lips a silky luster. He imagined those sexy lips around his hard cock. Keith moved his hand higher up Jen’s legs until his finger tips touched the hem of her skirt.Jen’s breathing was heavy as she felt Keith’s fingertips inch under her skirt. Her dress had so hiked up her legs, his fingers were just inches away from her pussy. “Should I open my legs, and let him finger me?” Jen silently challenged her husband. “Do you want this handsome boy to make me cum in front of everyone?” As she thought this, Keith leaned over and pressed his lips against her ear. “You should wear thigh highs, not pantyhose,” he whispered into her ear, his fingers almost touching her pussy. “Easier access.”Keith’s hot breath in her ear sent an exciting charge through her body. Her pussy tingled. Keith was so adorably good looking. A part of her wanted to feel his finger against her clit. But with a force of will, she brought her hands down to her lap, over Keith’s hand. “Please, stop,” she said, her eyes glancing around the club, looking for Michael. “The game’s gone far enough, let’s go home,” she pleaded silently to her husband.Keith followed Jen’s eyes, misinterpreting her intent. “You’re right,” he said smiling confidently. “It’s crowded here. My place is down the street. Come home with me. I’ll give you what you need.”Jen looked at Keith. “What? You don’t know me. How would you know what I need?”Keith looked deep into Jen’s eyes. “I can see it in your eyes. You’re hungry. Your husband isn’t giving you what you need. You need something more. Something different. That’s why you’re here, with me, instead of home.”Jen couldn’t speak. What Keith said sounded like a pick-up line. But something kept her from dismissing it. Something in what he said. Just then, her cell phone rang. She looked at the screen, and read what Michael had texted her: “You’re magnificent. Let’s go, I’ll meet you outside.”Jen hesitated, then looked up at Keith. “That was my husband,” Jen said, almost apologetically. Keith grimaced. “He got home early, huh? That sucks.””Yeah,” Jen said, surprising herself by agreeing with Keith. She slipped off the stool. “I guess I better get home.” “Give me your number. I’ll call you.”Jen shook her head. “I shouldn’t.”Keith reached into his pocket and handled Jen his card. “Here. Call me.”Jen hesitated, then took the card and put it into her purse. She was left staring into Keith’s blue eyes. She felt awkward. Just moments ago, this handsome stranger had had his hand under her skirt. Finally, reaching up on her tip toes, she kissed Keith on the cheek, then hurried out of the bar.Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 04Michael wants Jen to go farther, and Tina helps.Chapter 6″Hi guys, this is Tony,” Tina said as she approached the table with her new boy toy, a handsome twenty-something aspiring artist she had met a week ago at a party. Michael had to suppress a grin. Nowadays, Tina always had a new younger man with her whenever they went out on a double date.”Hey, nice to meet you,” Tony said as he folded his tall, lean body into the chair facing Jen. Michael noticed that Tony’s eyes lingered a moment too long on Jen. He couldn’t blame him, Jen looked really good tonight. She wore a white, off-the-shoulder blouse, black mini-skirt, black hose and high heels. For the past few weeks, she had been dressing more suggestively. Michael couldn’t believe how his wife had changed in so short a time. He had always had the voyeuristic fantasy of seeing Jen with other men. He never thought it would come true, but that had all changed when Tina divorced and started dating younger men. It was obvious Jen got excited hearing Tina talk about her new life as a cougar. At times, it seemed like Jen envied Tina. Michael had seen his chance, and had started to encourage his wife to be more like Tina. He thought about the other night, the way Jen had flirted with the young blonde guy (Jen told him later the guy’s name was Keith). Michael had been able to see everything, hiding among the crowd. Jen was still uneasy with it all, but it clearly excited her. She was soaking wet when they got home, and their sex had been great.Michael shook Tony’s hand. Then Tony offered his hand to Jen, and after a slight hesitation, Jen took it. As he did with his eyes, Tony held Jen’s hand a moment too long. Jen finally pulled her hand away. She glanced at Tina, blushed, then demurely looked down at her lap. Tina noted Tony’s obvious attraction for her friend and Jen’s discomfort with an amused expression on her face.”Tony, come buy me a drink,” Tina said, pulling her new boyfriend to his feet. “We’ll be right back,” she said over her shoulder as she walked with Tony to the bar.”I see you like my friend Jen, you couldn’t take your eyes off her,” Tina said to Tony at the bar. She looked admiringly at Jen across the room. “I don’t blame you, she looks really hot tonight.” Tina saw Tony’s look of alarm and smiled. “Don’t worry, I’m not jealous. Jen and I are really good friends.” She hesitated, then added, “Maybe someday I’ll share you with her.”Tony’s eyes grew wide. “You’re k**ding, right? A threesome with you and Jen? That’d be great, but what’re you going to do with Michael? He doesn’t look your type.”Tina smiled mischievously. “You never know. Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Michael likes the idea of his wife fucking other men.”Tony’s jaw dropped, making Tina giggle. “She hasn’t really done it yet … screw another guy, I mean. Michael wants her too, and he’s pressuring her to do it. Maybe if you play your cards right, you might get lucky tonight.”Tony eyed her warily. “And you wouldn’t mind?”Tina giggled again. “I think it’d be fun. Just play along, and we might both get lucky tonight.”Returning to the table, Tina made a point of sitting next to Michael, clearing the way for Tony to sit next to Jen. As Tony slid into the booth next to Michael’s pretty wife, Tina smiled and winked at him.As they talked and drank wine, Michael noticed how Tony edged closer to Jen in the booth. Jen seemed to be enjoying her conversation with the younger man. The bar was so loud they had to almost touch to hear each other. Tony said something to Jen that caused her to hesitate. Then she looked at Michael with a neutral expression, and said “Tony asked me to dance.”Michael’s heart leaped in his chest. He tried to say something, but his throat was so dry the words didn’t come out. He took a drink of his beer, then said, “Sure, that’s alright with me, go ahead.”Tony took Jen’s hand and led her to the dance floor. Jen looked back at her husband. She seemed to shrug, then went with Tony. It was a slow song. Ignoring the fact that her husband sat just across the room, Tony pulled Jen close, wrapping his arms around her. Jen hesitated, glancing again at Michael. Then she put her arms around Tony’s neck.Michael grew hard, watching his wife dancing with the younger, handsome man. They weren’t dirty dancing, but Tony held Jen close, his chest almost touching her breasts. He wondered if Tony was hard, and whether Jen could feel his erection. The possibility made him lightheaded.Tina’s voice in his ear almost made him jump. He had almost forgotten she was there. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”Tina smiled, a mischievous look in her eye. “I said, you really like watching Jen with other men, don’t you?”Tina’s question took Michael by surprise. “Well, ah, that is, ah …,” Michael stammered, his face growing red from embarrassment.Tina jabbed him playfully in the ribs. “Don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s incredibly hot.””You do?” Michael asked, genuinely surprised.Tina extended her leg under the table, and ran the pointy toe of her heel down Michael’s calf. “Yeah, I do,” she said in a sexy, husky voice. “I think it’s really hot. I wish Bill had been like you. We might still be married.””I thought he cheated on you?””He did, the bastard. But even before that, we had stopped having sex.”The music changed, and Michael looked back at his wife. It was a fast song, but they still danced slow. Tony had pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together. One of Tony’s hands rested on Jen’s shoulder, caressing the bare skin above her strapless top. His other hand rested on the small of her back, his fingers on her skirt, his thumb on her blouse. Michael noticed the little things. The way Jen sometimes had to extend on her tip-toes to stay with the much taller man, the act causing her pretty feet to arch out of her high heels, and also causing her skirt to hike up, exposing more of her long legs. The way Jen sometimes ran her fingers over Tony’s muscular arms as they danced. The way Tony had his leg between Jen’s, pressing into her. Michael wondered again whether Jen could feel Tony’s erection. A lump formed in Michael’s throat as he realized that Jen hadn’t danced so intimately with another man since their wedding over 10 years ago. He felt a sudden flash of jealousy, and had the urge to rush over and take his wife away from the younger man. But god, it was so exciting to see Jen dancing so closely with another man. Tina seemed to read Michael’s mind. “They look good together, don’t they? Are you thinking about how they’d look in bed, naked, with Tony on top of your pretty wife?”Tina’s words were like gasoline on a fire, increasing Michael’s lustful desires. “Tony’s really good,” Tina said into his ear, her hot breath sending chills down his spine. “Jen would like fucking him.” “Oh yeah,” Tina continued, again running the pointy toe of her heel up Michael’s calf, “in case you’re wondering, he’s big. Huge.””Please, Tina, stop,” Michael gasped, pulling his leg away. Tina’s words, and the feel of her toe against his leg, were threatening to make him cum in his pants. “It doesn’t matter. Jen would never go that far.””I don’t know about that,” Tina said teasingly. “I think she wants to. She just needs to be certain you’d be okay with it.””I’ve told her already. What else can I do?”Tina smiled. “I’ve got an idea.” The DJ began playing fast songs, and another couple barreled into Jen and Tony. The collision brought Jen out of her daze, and she pulled away from Tony. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and her body was tingling. She felt moisture between her legs. She hadn’t felt so turned on since … well, since that time in the bar a couple of weeks ago, when she had met Keith, that twenty-something Adonis. Tony was even better looking than Keith, and she felt weak-kneed looking at him, much less in his arms on the dance floor.”Thanks, but I think we should be getting back,” Jen said, nervously looking through the crowd towards their table. She wondered if Michael had seen how close she was dancing with Tony, and what he thought. Would he be turned on, or think she had gone too far?”Where’s Michael?” Jen asked when she got to the table.”He left,” Tina said.”He left?” Jen said, shock and concern in her voice. “Was he mad?””No, he wasn’t mad.” Tina took Jen’s hand and led her to a quiet corner. “He told me to give you this,” she said, handing Jen a note.Jen read the note: “Honey, I really want you to go the next step. I can tell you want to do this too. But I sense it may be hard for you to do this if I’m there, so I’ve gone home. I hope you’ll fulfill my fantasy. I think this is your fantasy too. If you do sleep with Tony, don’t clean yourself up, just come home, I’ll be waiting. I love you — Michael”Jen slowly lowered the note, both shock and resignation on her face. “I can’t believe it. He really wants this. He wants me to have sex with another man.”Tina shrugged. “I told you so. That’s all he talked about while you and Tony were dancing. He was practically panting. He wants it to happen. I told him I don’t care if you do it with Tony, he and I are just fuck-buddies, we’re not serious.”Jen couldn’t take her eyes off her husband’s note. “What does he mean by not cleaning up?”Tina smiled. “He said he wants to see you freshly fucked.””What? That’s what he said?””Those were his exact words — freshly fucked.” Tina laughed. “God, Jen, I never knew Michael was so kinky!””Neither did I,” Jen said, shaking her head. “So, what should I do?””That’s so obvious. You should come back to my house, and let Tony fuck your brains out. Don’t look at me like that. You know you want to. You were practically humping his leg out there. And trust me, Tony is really good, you’ll love it. Michael’s okay with it. He’s more than okay, he wants you to do it, it’s his biggest fantasy. So what’re you waiting for?””What AM I waiting for?” Jen thought to herself. “Michael wants me to do this. Why shouldn’t I do it? I have needs. Why should Tina have all the fun? Would it really be wrong? No, it wouldn’t, because Michael wants me to do it. I wouldn’t be cheating on him … not like before. But no, that wasn’t cheating, and it was so long ago. I’ve been a faithful wife, and I’ll still be faithful even if I have sex with Tony, because Michael wants me to do it.””Okay,” Jen said as she finally made a decision. “Let’s go to your house.”Chapter 7Michael sat in the basement of Tina’s house, in what Tina called the video room. In the bar, Tina had explained that her ex-husband Bill had installed video cameras throughout the house. Bill liked to video people having sex, both him and Tina, and their guests. Apparently Tina and Bill had been swingers before their divorce. Tina had gotten the house in the divorce settlement. She didn’t use the video equipment anymore, but this seemed like the perfect way to help Michael achieve his fantasy. Jen would feel more comfortable being with Tony if she thought Michael wasn’t watching. Unbeknownst to Jen, Michael could watch all the action from the video room. Tina told him he could even record it if he wanted. Michael watched the front door open. Tina and Jen walked in, unsteady in their high heels and giggling. Clearly they were feeling no pain. Michael later learned they had shared two bottles of wine on the way home (in addition to the martinis at the bar). Tony was in the middle, an arm around each girl. Michael’s pulse quickened seeing another man’s arm around his wife. They moved from the foyer to the living room, and Michael quickly pressed the button to shift to the living room camera. It was easy, all the buttons were labeled on the control panel, and he could zoom and pan. Bill had also installed high end microphones. Tina had promised Michael he’d be able to hear every word, even whispers.”Come on, finish the story,” Tony said. “Tell me the other things you two did in college.””Down boy, down!” Tina said, still giggling. She handed Tony a beer, and poured wine for herself and Jen. “Stop panting on my sofa, I just had it cleaned!”Jen laughed. “Anyway, why does it matter?” she asked, downing her wine in a single gulp and holding her glass out for more. Michael hadn’t seen his wife so drunk in a long time. He watched her take another big gulp of wine. “That was so long ago, over 10 years.”Tony scoffed. “Ten years — Big deal! By then I had lost my virginity.”Jen and Tina both stopped laughing, and stared at the twenty-something Tony. “You’re k**ding?” Jen asked incredulously. “How old were you? Thirteen?””Twelve,” Tony said proudly. “I nailed my best friend’s mom.”Jen’s eyes grew wide, and she brought her hand to her mouth. “Oh my god, that’s so bad!””Jen, you’re one to judge,” Tina said, laughing. “You’ve done some bad things yourself! Doing your best friend’s mom? That’s nothing!””You be quiet,” Jen said, kicking Tina. The life long friends shared a knowing look, and the silent message from Jen (even in her drunken state) was clear: “Don’t go there!”Tony shook his head. “I don’t believe it. I can tell by looking at you. You’re not a bad girl, you’re too goody-goody.””Uh oh, Jen, I think he’s challenging you,” Tina said, laughing.Jen smiled at Tina, a knowing twinkle in her eye. She took another sip of her wine, then put the glass down. She looked back at Tony, a sly smile on her face. She slowly leaned back into the chair and crossed her legs. Her short skirt hiked up her thighs, exposing most of her long shapely legs. Jen tilted her head slightly so her hair fell across her face. Then, with heavy lidded eyes looking through strands of her blonde hair, and in a husky sensuous voice, she said, “Oh, you have no idea how bad I can be.” Michael gaped at his wife’s performance. He had never seen her like this, acting the role of the seductress. Is this how she used to act before they met? It was hard to believe this shameless flirt was the same girl he had married 10 years ago, and who gave birth to his two c***dren. And what were they talking about, the bad thing Jen had done in her past, that was even worst that Tony’s sleeping with his best friend’s mom?Tony stared at Jen, unable to take his eyes from the incredibly sexy woman sitting in front of him. He couldn’t believe the transformation. With her pretty, youngish looks, blonde hair and blue eyes, and bubbly personality, Jen came across as the sweet girl-next-door. Now, suddenly, this sweet looking girl had turned into a sexy long legged vixen. Tony finished his beer, took off his shirt and walked towards Jen.Jen looked alarmed as Tony approached. Seeing this, Tina quickly stood and intercepted him. “Slow down cowboy, you belong to me, I haven’t decided if I’m going to give Jen a turn.” Tina sat Tony down on the opposite sofa and nuzzled next to him. With the high quality audio gear, Michael heard Tina whisper into Tony’s ear, “Slow down, or you’ll scare her off.”Tina took off Tony’s shirt, revealing his muscular chest. “God Jen, isn’t he gorgeous?” she said as she ran her hands over his well defined chest. Tina kissed Tony and he eagerly responded, and soon they were heavily petting each other. Tina made sure not to block her friend’s view of Tony’s crotch, which by now had formed a huge tent in his pants.Tony pushed Tina onto her back, and pushed up her skirt. He spread her legs and moved his mouth to her pantyless pussy. “Oh gaaaawd,” Tina groaned as Tony’s tongue touched her clit. “Oh god, Jen, he’s sooooo good at this.”As Tony ate Tina out, Michael focused on his wife. Her eyes had an intent, aroused look to them as she watched Tina with her young lover. She was breathing hard, her nipples forming dents in her top. As if desiring physical stimulation, but too shy to openly play with herself, she rubbed her thighs back and forth. Michael’s breath caught in his throat as he heard the swish-swish sound of her nylons rubbing together. Finally, needing more, and with her inhibitions lowered by the alcohol, Jen reached a hand into her skirt. Tina suddenly grabbed Tony’s hair and urgently pulled his face against her pussy. “Oh god,” she moaned as her body convulsed into a long orgasm. She lay on the sofa, catching her breath, and finally looked over to her friend and smiled. “Oh honey, don’t do that, Tony’ll take care of you, won’t you Tony?”Tony looked over at Jen. His cock got even harder as he saw the sweet looking blonde with her hand down her skirt. “It’d be my pleasure,” he said, standing up and wiping Tina’s pussy juices from his mouth. He walked over to Jen. This time she didn’t pull away, but instead locked her eyes on the huge bulge in Tony’s pants. “Take off his pants,” Tina urged her. She looked directly into one of the hidden cameras, so Michael felt like she was talking to him. She smiled wickedly. “You won’t believe how big and hard he is.”Jen’s hands were quivering as she reached towards Tony’s pants. She unbuckled his belt, and then undid the snap. “Hold on, hold on,” Tony said. “Rub me first.”Jen looked at Tina, who smiled and nodded encouragingly. Then Jen cupped Tony’s crotch. Her small hand covered just a portion of the huge bulge. She slowly rubbed him through his pants, following the outline of his shaft. Michael couldn’t believe his wife was fondling another man’s cock. He got lightheaded as he noted that Jen was rubbing Tony with her left hand, the diamonds of her wedding and engagement rings sparkling as her hand ran up and down Tony’s shaft.Jen was mesmerized. He felt so big and hard, even through the heavy fabric of his jeans. She couldn’t believe it when Tony seemed to grow even bigger. Abruptly she pulled her hands away. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, laughing nervously.”It’s okay, Michael wants you to, remember his note,” Tina quickly assured her, again smiling and stealing a glance into the camera.Tony reached down and cupped Jen’s breast over her blouse. Jen was so intent on Tony’s crotch she didn’t seem to notice.Jen tried to unzip Tony’s pants, but she couldn’t get over the huge hump formed by his erection. After two tries she again laughed nervously, covering her face with her hands. “Oh god, I’m so out of practice,” she said embarrassed.”That’s okay, I’ll do it for you,” Tony said. “But I want to do something first.” He reached behind Jen and expertly unzipped her blouse, pulling it off her arms and tossing it onto the floor. Then he pushed Jen onto her back. He hooked a finger in the thin material connecting the cups of her strapless bra, and pulled down, exposing her breasts. “I’ve wanted to see these beauties all night long,” he said excitedly, his eyes feasting on the blonde wife’s small shapely breasts. He cupped both breasts and rubbed the hard upturned nipples.Michael unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis, but he didn’t touch himself. He didn’t want to cum too quickly. It was so exciting to watch another man fondle his wife’s naked breasts. “God, you have a nice touch,” Jen moaned appreciatively as Tony expertly rubbed her nipples. He lowered his face and took one of her nipples between his lips. “Oh gawd, that feels so good!” Jen cried as she arched her back to meet his face.Tina came over and sat next to Jen. “Here, let me help you with this,” she said, reaching behind Jen’s back and unsnapping her bra. Tina pulled the bra off and tossed it onto the floor next to Jen’s blouse. Tina’s hands went to Jen’s skirt. “Honey, raise up so I can do this.” Her eyes closed, all of her attention focused on what Tony was doing to her breasts, Jen did as her best friend asked and raised her hips. Tina quickly unzipped Jen’s skirt and tugged at the waistband. “Help me Tony,” she said, and Tony smoothly pulled the mini-skirt down Jen’s legs. In a moment it was lying on the floor next to Jen’s blouse and bra.Michael gaped at what his wife wore. On her legs were thigh high stockings. He couldn’t remember the last time Jen had worn something other than pantyhose. He always encouraged her to wear stockings, but she never did, saying they were too much trouble for a mother of two. Questions ran through Michael’s mind. When had she bought the stockings? Why had she decided to wear them tonight? Michael remembered what Tina had said about the virtues of stockings and fast fucks. “Less fumbling and easier access.” The thought excited him immensely, but also gave him a feeling of trepidation.Tony got on his knees and placed his hands on Jen’s inner thighs. He gently pushed her legs apart, but she resisted. Despite her obvious arousal, an uncertain look appeared on her face. Seeing this, Tina gently pulled at her friend’s leg. “Trust me, he’s really good, and remember, this is what Michael wants.” Jen last resistance melted away at her best friend’s words, and she let Tony open her legs. “That’s it, honey, you’re going to love this.”Tony lowered his face to Jen’s pussy. He tugged the thin material of her panties aside, and türbanlı escort sakarya smiled admiringly at the sight. Jen’s pussy was smooth and tight, with lips that were thin and just a shade darker than the surrounding skin. God, he couldn’t believe this woman was a mother of two, her pussy looked like a virgin’s! He was a little surprised she wasn’t hairless. Most of the cougars he fucked, like Tina, kept themselves completely bald like porn stars, and he (and his friends) preferred that. Then he remembered this was Jen’s first time, and he inwardly smiled. He loved fucking other men’s wives, there was a special thrill about taking a pussy that belonged to another man. He didn’t understand why Jen’s husband would want to share her. If he had a wife as good looking as her, he wouldn’t let other men get close to her. Well, that was Michael’s problem, not his. He intended to fuck her so good she’d never want her kinky husband’s dick again. And he was going to enjoy screwing this girl. Fuck, she was good looking! Much prettier than Tina. He was actually starting to get bored with Tina. Tina’s face was showing her age (despite all the makeup she wore), and her big tits sagged. Jen, though, was something special. Tight body, perky tits, firm stomach and ass, and incredible long legs. Her body could pass as a coed’s, but with softer curves. And her face — youthful and so pretty, with an innocent look to her. He wondered if she’d let him cum on her face. Yeah, he’d like that, to shoot his thick jism all over her sweet, pretty face.Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 05Jen makes Michael’s fantasy a reality. Beads of sweat formed on Michael’s brow as he watched Tony’s head disappear between his wife’s thighs. A moment later he heard Jen moan, and he knew Tony’s tongue had found her clit. Tony pushed her legs farther apart, giving him complete access to her pussy. He reached up and fondled her tits as he ate her. Michael felt he was good at eating pussy, but Jen had never responded to him the way she was responding to Tony. Her moans were continuous and pleading and her body twisted and writhed with each flick of Tony’s tongue. Suddenly, Jen dug her heels into the sofa. “Ohhhh gawwwwwd,” she moaned as her body arched and convulsed in an overwhelming orgasm.Seeing another man make his wife cum was too much for Michael. Without even touching himself, his cock jerked and shot his cum onto his chest.”Oh god, oh god, oh god” Jen gasped as her orgasm peaked, then slowly receded. Tony got up and wiped his mouth on Jen’s blouse. Michael expected Tony to enter her, but instead he moved up Jen’s body and kissed her. Jen immediately returned Tony’s kisses. For some reason, seeing his wife kiss Tony with such passion bothered Michael even more than seeing Tony go down on her. In the emotional clarity that comes after an orgasm, Michael felt like he had made a mistake, letting another man (especially a man as young and good looking as Tony) have access to his wife’s body.But Michael knew he couldn’t do anything about it, not after the deception of his note, not with him secretly watching the action from Tina’s video room. So he watched as Tony French kissed his wife, as he explored her mouth with his tongue, as his hands fondled her breasts. And he watched as Jen returned his kisses, as she ran her fingers through his hair and over his sculpted body, as she wrapped one of her stocking-clad legs around his muscular thigh to pull him closer against her eager body. He felt himself growing hard again.After 10 minutes, Tony pulled away, gasping for air. “Shit, Jen, you can really kiss!” he said admiringly.”You can too!” Jen gasped, her heart pounding. She had cum only moments ago, but already Tony had aroused her again. “I can’t remember the last time I’ve been kissed like that.”Tina, sipping a glass of wine and enjoying the action from a sofa across the room, looked into the camera and winked.Tony stood up and reached for his zipper. “I promised I’d do this for you,” he said grinning.”Wait, let me try again,” Jen said. She pulled once and then twice, but still the zipper wouldn’t budge. She frowned, but couldn’t hide a smile. “Do you have to be so big and hard?” she said with mock irritation. Then she pulled again, harder this time, and finally the zipper opened.”Hurrah!” Tina teased. “See, Jen? It’s just like riding a bike.”Jen smiled at her friend, but then, as she pulled down Tony’s pants, her eyes focused on his crotch. Tony’s boxers sported a huge tent, but because the boxers were loose fitting, Jen couldn’t discern much details. Her lust-fueled curiosity was killing her! Biting her lip, she hooked her fingers in the waistband, and pulled down his boxers.”Oh my,” she said awestruck, her eyes growing wide. Tony’s cock was long and thick. As if mesmerized, she wrapped her hands around it. The shaft was so thick she couldn’t touch her finger tips to her thumbs, and it was so long she couldn’t hold the entire length, even with one hand on top of the other. It was rock hard, yet the skin was so soft. She had an immense urge to kiss and lick it. She scooted to the edge of the sofa, and tentatively kissed the head, and then the shaft. Encouraged by Tony’s moans, she raised his cock so it pointed upwards, then licked the sensitive underside of the long shaft, once again causing Tony to moan.Michael excitedly stroked himself as he watched the action. Tony’s size excited him. In all his fantasies, the men Jen fucked had huge cocks. Michael was below average, he knew that. Even rock hard (as he was now), he could hold his entire penis in one hand. If they sat side-by-side, Tony’s cock would tower over his, both in length and girth. For reasons he couldn’t explain, the unfavorable comparison turned him on. Michael shifted the camera to a side view. Jen was sitting with her ass on the edge of the sofa. Tony was standing between her parted legs. Jen was completed naked, except for her black thigh high stockings and black high heels. She was holding his shaft with both hands. Her wedding ring sparkled in the overhead lights as her hands moved back and forth, stroking him. She seemed mesmerized by his huge cock. She parted her lips wide, and took him into her mouth. Michael had never witnessed a more erotic sight.Michael saw Tina look at him in the camera, then say, “It’s been a long time since you’ve held one as big as that, right Jen?”Michael gritted his teeth as Tina teased him. She was clearly trying to get his wife to compare him to Tony. He expected Jen to defend him, as she always did when Tina teased him about his graying hair or growing waistline. Instead, he saw his wife give her friend a mischievous smile.”Yeah, it’s been a long time since I’ve had something this big and hard,” Jen cooed. Her beautiful eyes looked into Tony’s. “So big” — Jen teasingly ran her manicured nails over Tony’s well defined chest — “and so hard.””Oh fuck!” Michael groaned as his body convulsed in another orgasm. He sat bent in the chair as secondary waves of pleasure spasmed through his body. Finally, after regaining his breath, he sat up. He reached for tissues and wiped himself. A wall length mirror hung to the side. He looked at himself and frowned. He had to admit, he had let himself get out of shape. He was at least 20 pounds heavier than in college. The expensive suits he wore hid his soft body, and Jen always told him how handsome he was. Now, seeing how much she admired not only Tony’s huge cock but his hard body, Michael wondered if she was telling him the truth. Michael looked back at the screen. Jen’s attention was focused on swallowing Tony’s cock, but he was so thick she could take only a few inches into her mouth. She still held most of his shaft in her hands. Realizing she had no chance of deep-throating him, she slid him out of her mouth, and then swirled her tongue around his cockhead. Tony moaned appreciatively. Looking into Tony’s eyes, Jen swallowed him, and again pulled him out, but this time she let a thread of his pre-cum trail from his cockhead to her lips. She let the pre-cum thread hang for a few seconds, then expertly scooped it up with her tongue and swallowed it.Tony moaned at the performance. “Fuck, you’re a bad girl!”Jen smiled, and rubbed Tony’s cockhead along her cheek, leaving a glistening coat of his pre-cum. “I told you so,” she said with a sly smile.Tony liked the feel of his cock on Jen’s pretty face. He grabbed the back of her head and rubbed his cock over her other cheek, her nose and closed eyes. “Are you going to let me cum on your pretty face?” he asked eagerly.Jen smiled, her eyes still closed. She liked the feel of Tony’s cock on her face. It was so hard and menacing, yet the skin was so soft. “Sure, if that’s what you want,” she answered. Anyway, it was better if he didn’t cum inside her, she thought. She wasn’t on birth control — Michael had had a vasectomy after their second c***d — and it was her fertile time of the month. Having sex with another man was one thing, but she wasn’t going to take a chance of getting pregnant.Abruptly Tony pulled his cock from Jen’s hands, and picked her up like she was a bundle of feathers. “I’m taking her upstairs,” he said to Tina. “Can we use the guest room?””Sure,” a smiling Tina said. “I’ll be up in a minute.”After they disappeared upstairs, Tina looked into the camera. “Michael, this is your last chance,” she whispered in a serious tone. “You’re the only man Jen’s been with since your wedding. Are you sure you want to go through with this? If you want me to stop it, I will.” She gestured to the telephone on the table. “Call me now on your cell if you want me to stop Jen from doing this.”Michael listened to Tina, conflicting emotions raging through him. Tina was giving him an out. But did he want to take it? Seeing how Jen acted with Tony — he had never known his wife was such a bad girl! He burned to see her fucked by Tony. He had never wanted anything more in his life.Tina looked at the silent phone, and realized Michael wasn’t going to call. She looked back at the camera. “Are you sure, Michael? I understand how exciting this is for you. But there’s something good about your wife’s body being exclusively yours. Sharing her with another man might be exciting, but — well, I think you’re playing with fire. You saw how big Tony’s cock is. And believe me, he really knows how to fuck.” Michael’s heart pounded in his chest. He knew Tina was trying to warn him, but instead her words were fueling his dark desires. The thought of Tony’s cock penetrating his wife’s pussy, a pussy that had belonged exclusively to him for over 10 years, made him lightheaded with lust. He imagined Jen getting fucked by that cock, a cock that towered over his, a cock that would stretch her and reach places he could never hope to reach. It made him so hot, he had to will himself not to cum.Not hearing the telephone ring, Tina sighed and looked disappointed. “Okay. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She turned and walked up the stairs. Knowing there were no cameras in the stairwell, she smiled, pleased with Michael’s decision.Michael switched to the camera in the guest bedroom. He was relieved to see they weren’t fucking yet, because he wanted to watch his wife’s face as Tony pushed his thick cock into her.Jen was on her back on the bed. She still wore the black thigh highs and heels. Tony was between her legs, which were bent at the knees, and spread wide to accommodate Tony’s large muscular body. She writhed as Tony sucked her nipples.Jen reached between their bodies and took hold of his cock. She rubbed his cockhead between her pussy lips. It felt so good. She desperately wanted to feel him inside her. “Do you have a condom?” she asked him. She groaned with frustration when he shook his head. “Tina, do you?” Tina shook her head. “You know I like skin on skin.”Jen frowned at her friend. That’s easy for you to say, she thought. Tina learned years ago that she couldn’t have c***dren. She looked back at Tony, who shrugged apologetically. “I do too,” he said.It was too late to stop now. Jen’s body ached to feel Tony inside her. “Okay,” she said. “You can fuck me without a condom, but you can’t cum in me, okay?” She took Tony’s face in her hands to emphasize her point. “I’m not k**ding, you can’t cum inside me.”Tony grinned, once again admiring Jen’s innocent, pretty face. “That’s okay with me. You said I could cum on your face, right?”Jen giggled. “Well, maybe if you’re a good boy,” she teased.”Oh, I’m very good,” he said as he leaned in and kissed her. As they French kissed, Jen again reached between their bodies and took hold of Tony’s cock. She guided him towards her pussy. “Just go slow,” Jen breathed between kisses. “You’re bigger than I’m used to.”Tina, back to teasing Michael, smiled into a camera, silently saying, “Your wife’s telling her lover that his cock is bigger than yours.” Then, after checking Jen wasn’t looking, Tina raised her left hand, wiggling her ring finger. Michael had seen it too. Jen had used her left hand — the hand wearing his wedding ring — to guide Tony’s cock into her married pussy, the pussy that was supposed to belong only to him.Michael shifted to a split view, half of the screen on Jen’s face, the other on her pussy. “Oh god!” Jen groaned through clenched teeth as Tony penetrated her pussy with his bulbous cockhead. Her hands clutched the sheets. “You’re so big!””Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” Tony assured her as he pushed his cock into her. “Fuck, your pussy’s tight!” he exclaimed. “You feel like a virgin!””I haven’t — had — something — so big — in a long — time,” Jen grunted as Tony pushed more of his cock inside her. “Oh gaaaawd,” she cried as more of his thick cock disappeared inside her. Her hands were shaking uncontrollable at her sides.”Do you want me to stop?””No!” she said immediately. “It feels good!””Are you sure? I’m only halfway in.”Michael focused on the image of Jen’s pussy. Her lips were stretched grotesquely wide to accommodate Tony’s thick cock. Tony was only halfway inside her, but the half not yet in was still longer than his entire erect cock. Feeling sick, Michael realized Tony was already giving his wife more than he could ever give her, and much more was yet to come.Michael looked at his wife’s face — her eyes clenched shut, her cheeks flushed, her nostrils flaring. “Oh god, yes, I want more, I want all of it,” he heard Jen say, begging Tony to go deeper. He felt sick seeing his wife beg for another man’s cock, but her pleading fueled his dark kinky lusts. “Yeah Tony, give it to her,” he panted under his breath as he stroked his hard, 4 inch penis. “Stick your long thick cock into my wife’s pussy. Let her see what a real cock feels like.” Michael’s self-degrading thoughts pushed him over the edge, and with a lurch he came again. With his lust temporarily sated, Michael immediately felt regret. But he couldn’t take his eyes off the screen. “God, oh god, oh god,” he heard his wife moan as, inch by inch, Tony’s cock disappeared inside her. “It feels so good!” With self-loathing, Michael felt arousal stirring within him again.”There!” Tony said triumphantly. “It’s all in you now, all 9 inches!” He began to slowly rock back and forth.”Oh god yes!” Jen moaned. “Oh fuck me, fuck me!”Tony’s pace quickened. “You want it hard, is that it?””Yes, yes!” Jen begged. “Give it to me! Fuck me hard!”Tony lifted Jen’s stocking-clad legs over his shoulders, smashing her legs against her tits, and began to really pound her. “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she cried, her hands gripping the sheets as if holding on for dear life. Then her body tensed and she came. “Ahh ahh ahh,” she moaned, simultaneously wrapping her arms around Tony’s neck and bringing his lips to hers. Her manicured nails dug violently into Tony’s muscular shoulders, her orgasm peaking with her young lover’s tongue swirling in her mouth. In the basement, the sight of Jen cumming on Tony’s cock pushed Michael over the edge, and he came once again.Tony’s pace slowed, but didn’t stop, the gentle rocking helping Jen extend the pleasure of her orgasm. He released Jen’s legs from his shoulders, and they fell back to the bed, bent at the knee, her heels flat on the bed. During this time, as Jen’s orgasm peaked and gradually faded, Tony kept his lips locked on Jen’s, gently kissing her and exploring her mouth with his tongue. Gradually he quickened his pace, but their fucking was not as frantic as before. Tony rotated his hips, searching for Jen’s g-spot. He knew he had found it when she moaned and grimaced from the painful pleasure, and then he focused his cock on that magical spot inside her, making sure to rub it with each stroke. At the same time, Tony leaned into Jen so as to rub the shaft of his cock against her clitoris, back and forth, over and over.Jen felt an amazing thing. She had just cum, but she felt another orgasm building in her. She had never experienced this before. “Oh god, what are you doing to me?” she said with a mixture of surprise and awe as trickles of pleasure began tingling through her body. “Oh my god, oh god, oh god,” she moaned as an orgasm unlike any other she had ever experienced built inside her. Tony brought his mouth to hers and she willing accepted his kiss and his tongue, returning his kisses, twirling her tongue with his. Michael’s heart sank as he watched Tony bring his wife to the brink of another orgasm. His cock lay limp in his hand, his lust sated for the moment. “Why did I do this?” he asked himself, watching Tony masterfully pleasure his wife’s body. “How could I have let a man like Tony get near my wife?” Michael remembered Tina’s words: “Tony really knows how to fuck.” His heart sinking even further, he watched as his wife’s body convulsed with yet another massive orgasm that seemed to shoot through her entire body.”I’ve never — never — felt anything like that,” Jen gasped between breaths, marveling at the intensity of pleasure she had just experienced. She finally caught her breath. “Here, roll over,” she said to Tony, knowing he hadn’t cum yet. On top, Jen moved on his shaft, riding him up and down, over and over. Tony reached up and rubbed Jen’s nipples. She pushed his arms away and pressed them to the bed, above his head. Then, as she continued to squeeze his cock with her pussy, she ran her nails down Tony’s muscular arms and sculptured chest.”Oh yeah baby, that feels great!” Tony moaned, both at the feeling of his cock in Jen’s tight married pussy, and of her nails running down his body. She squeezed her pussy muscles on each downward stroke to increase his pleasure. She learned to do this years ago with Michael. She couldn’t squeeze as hard with Tony’s much larger member, but judging by his moans he liked what she was doing. Jen leaned over and kissed Tony, then worked down from his mouth to his neck, then up to his ear. As this was their first time together, she paid close attention to his reactions, sucking and licking when his body reacted, moving on when it didn’t. She licked around his ear, then flicked her tongue into his ear. “Ugh fuck!” he groaned immediately, his back arching so violently he almost tossed her off him.Jen smiled. “You liked that?” she asked mischievously, kissing him again, and continuing to move up and down on his thick shaft.”Oh god baby you’re good!” he said appreciatively, wrapping his arms around her neck and returning her kisses. They stayed like that for what seemed like minutes. Michael’s cock had returned to life, and he was stroking himself. Seeing his wife work so hard to please Tony made him heartsick with jealousy, but it aroused him too. It was incredibly erotic to watch his wife straddling Tony, impaled on his long thick cock, her beautiful stockinged legs tensing as she fucked him. Once again, seeing her intimately kissing him, sometimes passionately, other times tenderly and even lovingly, was worst than watching them fuck, but it also turned him on in a masochistic sort of way.”Oh god, I’m close to cumming,” Tony warned. Jen immediately got off Tony. They changed positions, with Jen on her back, and Tony straddling her chest. Tony pointed his cock at Jen’s pretty face, rapidly stroking himself. She looked at him expectantly, her hands caressing his muscular thighs. Tony looked into Jen’s blue eyes, and he had the overwhelming desire to cover her pretty innocent face with his gooey spunk. Then he felt her reach under him and scratch her manicured nails under his balls. “OHHH FUCK!” he growled, and then he came. Waves after waves of Tony’s thick cum shot from his cock and landed on her cheeks, her mouth and chin, over her eyes, and in her blonde hair.When he was done, Jen’s face was coated with his cum. She held her hands to the side in a helpless gesture, and started to giggle. “Oh god, that’s a lot,” she said marveling at the amount of Tony’s cum. Her words formed a bubble of Tony’s cum covering her mouth.”Sorry about that,” Tony said grinning.”Here,” Tina said helpfully, handing Jen a towel. Jen wiped her face. “Don’t wipe it all off,” Tina said smiling. “Remember what Michael said.”Jen grimaced at the memory. “I want to see her freshly fucked,” her husband had told Tina. Well, he had no worries there. Short of taking a shower, she couldn’t possibly clean all of Tony’s cum from her hair.”I better get going,” she said, sliding out of bed. Suddenly feeling modest, she covered her almost naked body with a sheet. She picked up her blouse and skirt and headed for the hallway, intending to dress in Tina’s master bedroom.Tony gently grabbed her hand. “Can I see you again?”Jen hesitated, not knowing what to say. Now that it had happened — after really having sex with another man — she didn’t know how Michael would react. “I’m not sure,” she answered honestly.Jen got dressed, and found Tina waiting for her in the foyer. Michael had already left, Tina knew. The video room was empty when she had checked a moment ago.”Come on, I’ll drive you home,” Tina said. As they drove in the darkness, Tina asked, “What are you going to do? I mean, with Michael.”Jen looked uncertain. “I don’t know. I guess I’ll tell him what happened. I guess we’ll find out how he feels about his fantasy, now that it’s really happened.”Tina looked concerned, and gently held Jen’s arm. “Can I give you some advice? Don’t hold anything back. Tell him everything, answer all his questions. Don’t hold anything back, even if you think it might hurt his feelings.””What?” Jen said quizzically. “I don’t understand.”Tina looked embarrassed. “I never told you this, but Bill liked playing games with me, too.””He liked watching you with other men?” Jen said shocked. Tina nodded. “But, honey, you two got divorced.””You don’t understand. I wanted to stop playing the game. That’s when our marriage fell apart. I’ve regretted it even since. I mean, I had everything. A loving husband, and sex with as many gorgeous guys that I could want. I still have the sex, but … well, I guess I still love Bill, and now I’ve lost him. He divorced me so he could find a new wife who would play these games with him. I don’t want the same thing to happen to you. I know you love Michael, and don’t want this to hurt your marriage. You have to understand that men who have this fantasy — guys like Bill and Michael — they like a little humiliation. I don’t know why. It goes with the fantasy, I think. You’ll see. Tonight, Michael will ask you questions, try to get you to compare him to Tony. Go ahead and tell him, tell him everything, even if you think it might hurt his feelings. That’s part of his fantasy, it’s what he wants to hear. Believe me, I’ve learned this. I had a hard time being honest with Bill — I loved him, and I thought he would be hurt if I compared him with the men I slept with. That’s when our marriage starting going bad. I didn’t give him what he wanted, so he left me.”They arrived at Jen’s house. Michael’s car was in the driveway. Jen wanted to think about what Tina told her. She had a million questions. But she knew Michael was waiting for her. “Well, thanks for the ride … and the advice,” she said, and went into her house.

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works xmas partyhi there please let me tell you about an incident that happened to me at my works xmas party a few years ago,my husband and I were to attend my works do ,but he came home worse for wear and was in no fit state to go anywhere,whiched completely pissed me off because id gone to a lot of effort to get dolled up,sexy lingerie etc.i decided to leave him crashed out on the bed I turned up at the party by myself.the firm which I worked for had provided free wine with your meal so by the time I was on my dessert id polished off a couple of bottles and was feeling very tipsy .we all moved into the bar area and i sat with a couple of work mates who were also on their own.we decided to hit the dance floor and within afew minutes the works self named stud was hovering close by ,he made a beline for me and asked where my husband was so I told him , he smiled and said not to worry and that he”d make sure that I had a good night.he then began to peer down at my cleaverage which I was showing off in my low cut alterneck top with built in support so I wasn’t wearing türbanlı ordu escort a bra ,he bent forward and whispered that I looked really sexy and that he wss glad that id left my husband at home I just smiled and then made an excuse to use the loo.while in the loo I tried to phone my husband but he”d turned off his mobile and also the house phone, this got me very cross and I thought fuck him im going to really let my hair down tonight.back at the table the stud who”s name was bob had bought me a drink which I greatfully accepted.as I began to talk to my two friends I felt bobs hand rest on my leg he then starting moving it up my thigh where it rested on my stocking top,he quitetly asked me if I was wearing stockings ijust smiled and pushed his hand away,as the night went on bob kept buying me drinks and dancing with me until there were only a few people left the dj began to play the slow stuff I was going to sit down but bob grab me and put his arms around my waist we danced for a while and all the time bob was türbanlı ordu escort bayan gently pulling me closer to him I could feel his cock rubbing up against me I pulled back he smiled and said” come on we were both enjoying that” he gently pulled me towards him again this time I didn’t pull away I started to push myself onto him his cock began to respond I could feel it getting bigger and bigger. when the music stopped we went to the bar and got more drinks, bob found a quiet table tucked away in the corner where we sat down immediatly his hand had found its way onto my leg but this time he”d slipped it up my skirt. at first I froze but then I thought what the heck just let it happen our lips met and his tongue began to inter lock with mine his hand had now found its way up past my stockings to the lacy gusset of my thong where he carefully started rub my moist pussy he took hold of my hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers I instinctively began to rub his cock he then said that he wanted to take türbanlı escort ordu me back to his house and fuck me, within ten minutes we were in the back of a taxi, another ten minutes later we were inside his house. bob opened a bottle of wine and I asked him to put on some slow music so that we could continue with our dancing,i reached up and put my arms around his neck he put his arms around my waist and we began kissing his hands moved down to my buttocks which he squeezed I pushed myself onto his bulging cock he undid my skirt and I just let it fall to the floor he stepped back and took in the view i undid my alterneck and took it off I stood there in my lacy black holdups and matching thong his jaw dropped I slowly walk towards him and undid his flies I knelt and slowly pulled down his pants and boxers his cock sprang out it must of been about eight inches long and a good two and half inch thick I gently began to lick the whole shaft then I swallowed the full length I kepted doing this until I felt that he was about to come then I stood up and bent over the sofa offering him to take me doggy style, he didn’t need any instruction and pushed his big cock deep inside me I orgasmnd almost straight away as his hands came up and started to squeeze my tits I bucked back and forth until I felt his grip tighten then he let his load fill my tight pussy.i must say that was the best works do ive ever been to.

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Niece’s Tight Cunt Needs It Bad”Uhhh, fuck!” Heather shrieked, pulling her two sore fingers out of her gushing bald vagina and immediately sticking them in her mouth to suck off her sweet juices. Her knees trembled from the shattering orgasm as she lay back on her bed, her naked body flopping backwards to relax from the exquisite masturbation.The masculine giggle over the phone rang in her ear. “Baby, you sound like you had quite a good time!”The 18 year old didn’t have energy left to even smile at the thought, her dozen orgasms in the last hour left her flesh limp on her bed. “Dang baby,” the long-haired blonde cheerleader purred to her brand-new phone lover, “you are one good phone fuck, jesus I came so many times.” She stretched her tongue out and wrapped it around one of her glistening fingers, sucking off her pussy-juice and washing it around her mouth, then doing the same to the other finger that had just been inside her spasming cunt. “Mmm, baby, I’m so wet!”The older stranger on the phone groaned in satisfaction. “I bet you’re a great fuck in person.”Somewhere, she had enough energy to smile at the thought. “Mmm, I am, you should know it!” The insatiable coed slid her fingers back down to her crotch, to lightly tease her clit and get some more tasty cuntjuice on her fingertips. “Are you like ever in Oregon? You should come fuck me.””Maybe I should,” the horny married voice smoothly chirped from long distance, “if I’m ever out your way. Do you like to fuck older men?”Heather shrugged, and her voice sounded equally ambivalent. “Don’t matter to me, I like fucking, that’s all.””I can tell,” said the man she just met in Literotica’s chatrooms not even 90 minutes earlier, “you sound like you know your way around a cock, and from your picture I can tell you get as much cock as you want!””Don’t I wish.” Her pussy, indeed, was spent for the moment, so the 18 year old rolled onto her stomach, realizing how wet her bedsheets were. The juices had been dripping out of her pussy, over her ass, pooling under her during the fantastic phone-fuck. “I’m stuck here at home another ten days for Christmas break, I haven’t had any cock since I left campus over a week ago.””Heh heh, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?” snickered the perverted 40something, whose name she never really caught, “I mean, a blonde with C-cup tits and size 2 body should be able to walk into any bar and pretty much point at the cock you wanna fuck.”Wishful thinking, although the idea of being a slut for some complete stranger made her aching pussy throb a little hotter. “Aren’t you sweet, but naw, you have no idea how remote our house is, and besides, we have family coming in this week, I kinda gotta be here.”Being reminded that she was stuck at home with no access to boyfriends or vibrators turned her slight grin into a pout. The phone sex was good, but dangerous; her parents or siblings could easily pick up the phone and hear it. Doing it at 3am, like right now, seemed pretty safe, but it was becoming increasingly frustrating during daylight hours that she hardly had privacy to find a place to finger-fuck herself to happiness.Heather ended the call sweetly, taking the man’s number if she wanted to call him for another late-night phone fuck. He was one of the better ones she’d had from online, and she actually believed him when he said he had fucked his 18 year old neighbor. Twisting her sweaty and slimy nude body, she glanced at the clock, it was 3:48am. Fuck, she had to get up early because the relatives were starting to arrive tomorrow morning. First, her mom’s brother, Uncle Jake, whom she hadn’t seen in years. She figured was probably only, what, 10 or 11 last time he was there. He was coming from Florida and rarely makes it out to the West Coast, especially with some kind of fancy job that put him in Europe and South America every month or so. The last memory the blonde had of him was a big-belly, boozing loud-mouth jerk who was constantly yelling at Aunt Peggy all the time. Heather wasn’t at all shocked when Aunt Peggy left him a couple of years ago. So when Mom said that Uncle Jake was going to be staying at the house this week, getting here ahead of the cousins, Heather didn’t look at it as a good thing.The next day arrived, and indeed Mom woke Heather for early church services — and including the 45 minute ride to the church, made worse by the weather, it started the day far, far too early for the sleepy, horny college freshman. Heather wanted to nap afterwards, but Mom had her busy supervising her younger brothers to get the house straightened up. All Heather wanted to do was crawl back into bed, where she could either sleep for hours, or fuck herself maybe thinking about the weekend she and her friend Jill had a month earlier getting banged by five studs on the school’s hockey team. Fuck, the mere thought of that weekend made Heather’s pussy moisten in her thong under her dress. But she had to put the lacivious thoughts from her mind, she was doomed to a boring family event.Mid-afternoon, Mom had the family dressed in their Sunday best and assembled in a line in front of the front door. Dad was getting back from the airport with fat Uncle Jake. Heather had prettied herself up but not like she was going on a date or anything; at least her long golden hair was brushed to its full immaculate volume. She heard noise outside the house, and a moment later, the door opened as Daddy arrived with the first of several visitors that week.But it wan’t the Uncle Jake Heather remember who strodes in, carrying two luggage backs and a Hefty bag full of presents.. This Uncle Jake was — well, so NOT Uncle Jake. This Uncle Jack was . . . a fox. A fucking, studly fox. Tanned, muscular shoulders, firm flat tummy, broad thighs. Deepset beautiful blue eyes, and close-cropped hair. Apparently, divorce suited him well!”Um, hi Uncle Jake,” the blonde giggled girlishly, almost blushing, as her uncle she hardly knew stepped forward for a hug hello. The cheerleader immediately saw in her studly uncle’s eyes that she wasn’t what he was expecting either. That awkward little 10 year old had blossomed into teenage vixen, with her eye-catching pointy C-cup tits, sleek tummy and hips, and gorgeous long blonde angelic hair. Uncle Jake’s eyes drank her in, moving from her exquisite neck down to even her pink-painted toenails on her perfect little feet. She’d been stared at by hundreds of men in her life, and it didn’t take much to realize that was exactly what Uncle Jake was doing.Mom dutifully instructed Heather to take Uncle Jake into the living room and “entertain” him while she and her father could get some snacks together. Heather didn’t need any encouragement, although she did muffle a protest if only for appearance’s sake. As she led her Uncle into the living room and offered him a seat on the sofa next to her, she found herself bemused at the butterflies in her stomach. Here she was, sitting on the sofa with this beautiful hunk of a 40 year old man, daintily crossing her legs and smiling at him because he’s family, nervous what exactly to say. Instead, she found yourself wishing he wasn’t a relative at all, because then she’d be free to whisper in his ear, “You’re gorgeous and I’d love to suck your cock.” But, that wouldn’t be a good thing to say now, would it?Uncle Jake pretended to ask Heather and her three much-younger brothers how they were doing and what haul they made for Christmas, but his eyes were all over his niece. As she sat back on the sofa, slightly emphasizing her breasts in her dress, she felt her uncle’s attention continuously returning to her curves. She was still blushing, every time he would ask her a question. It was identical to any frat party where some stud tried to make small talk — except, here, she couldn’t end the conversation with some comment about how she’d just shaved her pussy bald.The teenager found herself surprisingly relieved when her mother returned to the room with a tray full of chopped-up crackers. Heather could sit back and listen to her mom and her brothers banter on with Uncle Jake about all sorts of dumb things. Her brother Vic, the eldest of the three but only in sixth grade, immediately wanted Uncle Jake to show him the secrets of the PS2’s latest ninja game. Uncle Jake remained affable with everyone, indulging his sister and her sons, but although he wasn’t talking to Heather his eyes kept looking over to her, smiling warmly, finding the gorgeous cheerleader returning the smile enthusiastically. Her eyes and his catched each other and held onto each other in an electric stare for a few moments, until it seemed unnatural, something Mom might notice. Mom, however, was getting worried about her roast being overcooked or whatever. After a while Mom disappears back into the kitchen, and Mom fortuitously instructed the three boys to clean up their toys in the guest bedroom so Uncle Jake would have a place to sleep that night.As the three youngsters noisily trekked down the steps to the guest bedroom in the basement, Heather found herself alone on the sofa with her hunky Uncle Jake. She continued to smile warmly, and she forced herself not to stare at his powerful chest or what looked like steel muscles on his thighs in his tight slacks. Instead, she acted like he was just any other family member, and the two talked about her first year in college, her boyfriends, where she wanted to go for spring break in a couple of months, all that normal family stuff. Heather was relaxed on one level, but her nerves were oddly on edge. It wasn’t so much to an Uncle, but more like to a stranger whom she was trying to impress. For example, instead of telling him that her boyfriend asked her to go steady a couple days before break, she lied and said she has “a few guy friends, nothing really serious.” Uncle Jake professes surprise and he said, with an amicable grin, that she was undoubtedly a heartbreaker, and Heather could not contend otherwise but just giggled.The blonde’s father had gone out to the liquor store, which required a good 90 minutes. He was just arriving back now, stomping into the living room to shake remnants of the week’s snow off of his boots. Uncle Jake immediately peeled his eyes off of the edible tits of the man’s daughter, sitting upright to welcome back his brother-in-law. Uncle Jake and Daddy have always gotten along extremely well, almost unnaturally so; Heather sometimes thought Uncle Jake and Daddy knew each other better than Uncle Jake and his own sister, her Mom. Heather had always attributed to this as just another example of typical male bonding.”Let me show you the ATVs,” Dad barked at the guest, as he kept his coat on. “They rock.”Uncle Jake slapped his knees with a shrug. “Alright, I guess,” he nodded, pushing himself to stand upright. Just before leaving the room with her father, Uncle Jake turned to smile back at his beautiful niece, “I’ll see you later.” He finished with a little, warm smile. He didn’t need to do it; it made Heather feel special.Heather could not help herself, she immediately skipped up to her bedroom. Her shaved pussy inside her thong was already aching for attention; it just did that anytime she found herself around a stud. Closing her door quickly, she leaned her back against it and hiked her dress over her hips. The crotch of her cotton thong was damp, wrapped tightly against her pussylips. The blonde spread her knees a little, looking down to her mound as she stiffened one finger and brushed it against her clitty and slit inside her thong. The light pressure felt good, a welcome relief. Inside her thong, her vagina ached to be filled with something, anything thick, quickly.She thought about yanking her thong down and frigging herself to a quick orgasm, but her Mom’s voice called from the first floor. “Heather, can you set the table?””Yeah, alright, I’m coming.” Heather dropped her skirt, squeezing her thighs together for another moment’s relief. It was ridiculous, of course, getting horny just because her uncle was a stud. It was her uncle, after all. But she could not deny the excitement that shot through her body everytime a hot man like him was checking out her big tits or tight ass; teasing a man, any man, was a joy to itself. She’d countless times flashed her breasts or butt at her own father, or even spread her thighs to show off the contours of her pussylips in a tight pair of panties or bikini, just because she knew her father was a pervert and probably got a hard-on at the sight of his daughter’s body. Not in a billion years would she ever think about “doing” anything with her father — yuck! — but that never stopped her from flashing some skin.So, the concept of flirting with her uncle didn’t seem so bizarre, as long of course as it was just that — meaningless flirting.Before leaving her bedroom, her mind all wrapped around the idea of getting off at some point tonight, she thought maybe she could add a little more spice to her kinky feelings. Sometimes, just knowing she is being sexy was a source of excitement, even if no one else knew it. Heather pulled her dress up again, peeled off her now-soiled white cotton thong, and she fished out of her luggage her one slutty garment she’d brought home from campus — a red, lacy, almost see-through thong, hooking high over her little hips and plunging deep into the crevace of her small butt. The front panel covered her mound but not by much, and if she spread her legs for a guy wearing it, he’d definitely see her slit through the reddish thin fabric.Pulling the thong up tight, the strap in back sliding between her buttocks, it made her feel extra-sexy knowing it was on her. No one would find out, of course, but it made her feel better about herself.Dinner sucked. The food was overcooked and probably lacked flavor anyway, and it was yet another lesson of why she loved being at school away from her three younger, annoying brothers. It was Nature’s sinister plan that men, so adorable and lovely when they grow up with big cocks, start out the first 17 years of their lives as gnats that should be squashed. Heather picked at her food, passively watching Daddy and Mom chat with Uncle Jake, interrupted a billion times by the three little stooges. Uncle Jake was sitting across from her, and time and again he kept looking over the table at his delicious niece. Already in a generally horny state amplified by the slutty thong, Heather felt her nipples getting hard in her bra. The leaking of her pussy was definite. She found it tough not to squirm in her seat next to her parents, being eyed up by Uncle Jake.As dinner ended, Mom asks her to take the dishes into the kitchen. Heather let out those usual “oh Mom!” protest, but she found it a relief to leave the boredom at the table. As she left, her brothers were released to go play in the TV room, which removed about ninety percent of the din as the bumbled off. Standing at the sink in the kitchen, Heather looked back to the dining room, and she realized that the way Uncle Jake was sitting, he was the only one who could see her in the kitchen. Mom was sitting with her back turned to the kitchen, and Dad was out of sight, sitting at the head of the dining room table. Although he was trying not to be obvious, Uncle Jake was definitely staring at Heather. His eyes peered into the kitchen right at the girl’s body, then automatically he turned to look back at his brother-in-law to his side or his sister across from him — only, moments later, his eyes would be glued in the kitchen again.Knowing she was in Uncle Jake’s spotlight added to her erotic feeling. Heather opened the dishwasher and start putting the plates and silverware into it. She had her back to her uncle, and she bent down — way, way, way down. Her dress, which drooped past her knees, still covered her entire ass. But she knew her studly uncle was likely staring directly at the shape of her tight butt, seeing the curves of her cheeks and how it lacked any fat and was just pure, small round female muscle. Heather dared not look back into the dining room, but she carefully, piece by piece, deliberately, slowly put the silverware and diningware into the dishwasher. A task that normally lasted 2 minutes took 10, or more. She wiggled her ass a couple of times, thinking to herself, I should just turn around, see what he is doing. There was no noise from the dining room, only low tones of adults talking about boring stuff.Her heart thumped, with her butt on display for her hunky uncle. Dare she look back? Was he watching, did he realizing she was showing off her ass proudly? She had the image of looking back and finding her prudish mom glaring at her, and she didn’t want to face that. But . . . her pussy leaked in her tight red thong, she was sure that sexy older man in the other room was gazing at her ass and imagining his tongue in it, probably. So it was her uncle? The thought that she was so hot even her own uncle wanted to do her affirmed her sexuality.She couldn’t resist. Turning her head over her shoulder, she looked into the dining room. She saw the back of her mom’s head, and past it, Uncle Jake’s admiring eyes, riveted on the sight of Heather’s ass. He grinned; Heather smiled back.Mom started making motions to get up, so Heather had to stop her teasing. Not long after, Heather was seated across from her uncle at the table again, with the pesky brothers reassembled, and Dad handing out dessert to everyone. Uncle Jake was doing his best to talk to her parents, but the whole time he was looking at the gorgeous blonde vixen across from him.Her uncle’s constant admiration put the question in her mind more directly: Was he just being a normal man, scoping out the hot blonde with the killer body, or was he actually hoping to get some action out of his sexy niece? If he was thinking that türbanlı rize escort . . . she shuddered to conclude the idea. No, there was no way she would get it on with an uncle. But knowing he might want it, for real? That was an extremely hot, taboo concept that she actually savored.After dessert, Daddy and Uncle Jake continued talking endlessly about business opportunities, sports, and all sort of other crap. Mom took advantage and brought Heather back into the kitchen to wash up the pots and serving dishes. Heather tried to put her uncle out of her mind, but she found herself looking into the dining room every chance she had. Uncle Jake, if he caught her eyes, would smile warmly, although he wasn’t staring lecherously as he had been earlier.Daddy ultimately took Jake into the TV room, where they put on a basketball game and settle back. Mom eventually said she could finish the rest, so Heather was released from her chores. Suddenly, the girl found herself axious. Her pussy ached, it was tingling and drenched and wanted attention in the deepest, hardest way. Teasing her hot uncle, knowing he loved her body, had proven to be an incredible elixir. Heather had half a mind to go sit with Daddy and Uncle Jake, maybe to stare at her handsome uncle some more, but her pussy was aching too much. It was almost becoming sore.It was only about 8 pm, but when nature calls, Heather had to respond. She informed her mother, in as bored a voice as she could muster, that she was going to take a hot shower and go to bed early. Mom didn’t seem to care. Heather quickly scampered up to her room and shut the bedroom door tight. Yanking her skirt up with one hand, her other hand shot to her crotch. Her thong was soaked; the juices were leaking profusely through the lacy fabric.Heather was on auto-pilot. She yanked off the thong and removed her sundress, and quickly she wrapped her sleek 18 year old body in her long robe. Her bedroom door didn’t have a lock, but the bathroom did. She slipped into the bathroom, locked herself in it, and ripped off the robe. Standing naked in the mirror, her nipples pointing out of her curvy tits, Heather admired herself in the mirror. It happened every time she caught the sight of her naked body. Heather, who had eaten a fair number of pussies in her 18 years, definitely agreed that if she’d ever meet another girl with the same body, she’d want to fuck that girl instantly. For hours. Heather just lusted for her own body, she knew she was incredibly sexy.Heather ran some hot water and stepped into the shower. She wasn’t shampooing or soaping up. Instead, she stood with her back to the water, one hand on the tiled wall to steady herself, and her other hand slipped to her vagina. Her cunt was demanding to be fucked. Pausing to play with her soaking clitty a few moments, Heather then gave herself what she wanted. She rammed a stiff finger into her hole, followed about a minute later with a second digit. She was so tight, her vagina wanted to be stretched by big dick. Uncle’s dick. Yes, Uncle Jake’s cock. Heather wasn’t resisting the image. She wanted him too badly. Imagining what Uncle Jake must look like naked — how gorgeous his tanned body must be — she imagined him inspecting her nudity, her thighs spreading to show him her holes, and in her fantasy he showed his niece how big his prick gets. For that, Heather shows him what an expert cocksucker she is. The idea of his hot sticky cum shooting into her throat, her own uncle’s penis, was so powerful. She’s never fantasized about fucking a relative before, but when your uncle was a stud-muffin, she couldn’t resist. Her two fingers plunged into her pussy as the hot water cascaded down her long sleek back, and the girl finger-fucked herself madly while she visualized her uncle’s nice sexy cock stuffed in place of her fingers. She figured, what, he had to be at least average, 6 or 6.5 inches long, right? That would be great, she could suck it in her throat, and he could fit it deep in her pussy, plunging into her, shoving his balls against her ass, and she would have the biggest orgasm getting fucked by her uncle.She had three easy, flowing orgasms in the shower. Then, drying off afterwards, she sat on the toilet and had a fourth.Flustered, she dried up and put the robe back on. God those were good cums; but her body was still tingly, the sex from fingers was never nearly as fulfilling as a real cock. She had successfully killed the better part of an hour, but it still wasn’t even must past 8:30 pm. Too early to pretend to get ready for bed, for real. And she wasn’t the least bit sleepy. Heather dropped the robe and slipped on something relaxing — sweatpants with her school’s nickname, “BEAVERS,” stenciled across her ass. She pulled on a tight haltertop, but looking in her bedroom’s little mirror she saw her nipples were sticking out of it as if she had paint, not cotton, on her tits. No, Mom would probably cut off her nipples if she saw it. Heather had to strip topless and don her bra again, then she pulled back on the same shirt. It showed off the roundness of her breasts, very sexy.Heather thought about going downstairs and teasing Uncle Jake again, but she paused at her door. She didn’t want her own uncle to think she was some kind of sex-crazed nymphomaniac, who threw herself at the first sight of a stud, even her own uncle. Best to stay in her room, keep her horny thoughts private. Heather sat at her desk and clicked on her laptop, and doing what she always did when she was bored, she logged into Literotica. Normally she never read any of the i****t stories, but with her mind filled with lusty thoughts of her sexy uncle, she gave into the dark power of the topic. She searched stories on “i****t/Taboo” for the keyword “Uncle.” There were, suprisingly, tons of stories. She pulled a few up, and soon she was aching to cum again. “Coed Temptress” by Curioser. “Mandy Comes to Visit” by Texas Tom. “Uncle Steve” by Lisa S. “Uncle Charlie” by SpankerSam. “Uncle Finds Love” by Buffalo77. God, all stories about girls around her age fucking their hot, studly uncles. Knowing that other people got off on the same thought diminished her guilt and heightened her state of arousal.Reading sexy stories led to the inevitable, even with a door that didn’t lock. Heather slipped her hand inside her sweatpants, sliding her fingers over her naked cunt again, teasing it while her eyes read the sexy stories on the computer screen. She was dying for cock again, and even a finger or two in her pussy wasn’t solving the problem. Plus, she heard noises outside her door. Mom was getting the boys to bed. Heather was keenly aware her Mom could barge in at any second, and she’d probably kick Heather out of the house if she found her innocent daughter reading porn on the internet.So the aroused blonde forced herself to stop, pulling her hand out — licking it clean — and turning off the computer.She sat at her mirror, pulling a brush through her still-damp hair, brushing it out to its full length. The noises in the hallway subsided; soon the boys were in bed. Mom sounded like she went back downstairs.Heather’s stomach rumbled from the lack of food, she hadn’t eaten much for dinner. Plus, if she stayed in her room, she realized, she’d probably end up fucking herself some more. So she forced herself to go downstairs. Daddy and Uncle Jake were still in the tv room, with Mom in the study straightening up still for tomorrow when the cousins arrived. The blonde cheerleader went into the kitchen and sucked down a bottle of spring water, then devoured an apple in the minimum number of bites. That solved the grumbling in her tummy, but she was still bored, and the draw of her hot uncle in the TV room was going to be hard to resist. After all, she had found a way to avoid him for a couple of hours, it’s not like she was showing him she’s a nymph.As she entered the TV room, both her Daddy and Uncle Jake’s eyes focused on her body. Typical of her father, the harmless looker he always was. Uncle Jake didn’t move a muscle, his arms stretched along the back of the sofa, but his eyes tracked Heather’s movements to a chair across the room. The men were watching SportsCenter, getting the scores from the East Coast.As she laid back on the chair watching the boring TV program, she feel both of the adult men still admiring her chest in her tight top. The loose sweatpants gave away nothing about her legs. Daddy perked up and asked her rotely what had she been doing, and Heather blew him off by answering, “Oh, just reading Daddy.” She grinned, realizing she wasn’t lying. As she felt both men looking right at her chest, her nipples grew hard but were largely hidden by her bra.While the two adult men resumed talking about meaningless male stuff, Heather slipped out of the room for a moment to retrieve her nail polish. Her toenails are already well-groomed, but they could use more attention. Plus, it was a way of giving Uncle Jake something to watch. Sitting back in the chair, she stretched a leg forward, leaned to grab her foot, and applied another thick layer of metallic pink polish on the big toenail. As she leaned on the chair pulling her leg up, her breasts pressed into her thighs, and leaning forward a bit of her cleavage became obvious inside her shirt. Heather didn’t have to look up to know that Uncle Jake’s eyes were fixated on that sight. A little rush to her head intoxicated the coed with the raw power she had over grown men, even her own father and uncle. Repainting already-painted toenails was an excrutiatingly slow process, of cousre, forcing her to lean forward quite some time.Before she was finished, her Mom came into the room and announced she was ready for bed. Mom glanced at Heather, suggesting that the teenager get to sleep as well on the grounds that, “It will be a long day tomorrow, all six cousins get here.”Heather wasn’t used to going to be around 10pm, so she effectively ignored her mother’s suggestion. Heather felt content to just sit and be admired by Daddy and Uncle Jake.When Mom finally went upstairs, the men continued their boring discussing unabated. Heather tried to watch the TV, but the sports simply did not interest her — it was a long stream of statistics and results of athletes and teams that looked identical. So, bored, she sat motionless in the chair, feeling the men occasionally looking at her, but now mostly ignoring her. Her thoughts remained fixated on her aching vagina, now going through withdrawal symptoms of not having male attention, or at least another female’s, for nearly two weeks. She wanted to get fucked so badly, it just was not fair, she needed things her parents just didn’t understand. She figured she could go up to her bedroom and get back on the computer, but her father might catch her, it was far too early in the evening, so that wasn’t an option either.Instead, the horny teenager figured, she would just get drunk on attention. She announced, “It’s too warm in here, Daddy,” and she bounced out of her chair. Before either male could disagree with her, she was on her way up to her bedroom. Behind closed door once more, Heather ripped off her haltertop and removed her bra. Then she put the haltertop back on — and, assuring herself with a look in the mirror — her nipples formed distinctive bumps on her tight top. Then she kicked off her sweatpants and grabbed a cotton thong again, along with orange jogging shorts. Her roommate called them “Hooter shorts,” because they had the look of tight short-shorts worn by the sluts at Hooter’s. The fabric was thin, and the shorts were a couple of years old, so it was fairly worn. It was comfortable, and more importantly, it hugged her little ass tightly. Plus, her long, sleek legs were on display.Heather giddily returned to the tv room, stretching out on the chair in front of her father and uncle. As she arched her back, she felt both men pathetically gazing at her erect nipples on her big round tits. She crossed her legs, and glancing out of her eye, she saw Daddy looking up and down her taut calves with desire. Daddy so loved her body, she knew. Uncle Jake seemed more interested in the tight haltertop showing off her tits than he did her legs. Their reaction was exactly what Heather anticipated, and it satisfied her on some levels, although making her ache on others.The blonde let herself be admired until a few minutes later when Daddy announced everyone should go to bed. Heather again ignored him, although in truth she thought about going to bed to frig off. Uncle Jake seconded his brother-in-law’s idea, and he stood up to leave the room. Daddy gave Heather a kiss on her forehead, followed by Uncle Jake standing over Heather smiling down sweetly. “See you in the morning,” he said casually, his eyes still on her tits.”Nightie night,” the girl giggled back, finding herself a little embarrassed that she was putting herself out for observation so easily.Uncle Jake excused himself to go into the first floor bathroom for a few minutes, while Daddy stood next to his daughter, ostensibly watching highlights of the Lakers-Spurs game. Heather realized, however, that he was glancing down to her body. She rolled onto her back on the chair, and she slowly stretched her legs open, exposing her crotch. Inside, she laughed at how Daddy loved to watch her show off. She looked up and, indeed, his eyes were looking right at the soft mound of the tight orange shorts between her sleek thighs.The girl was high on herself. “I love you, Daddy,” she sweetly purred, knowing it was teasing him that his daughter was such a fox.”Me too,” came his tempted reply, “you are the best, Heather.”Then Daddy kissed her forehead again, took a last glance at his daughter’s crotch, and left the room with an obvious erection in his pants.A moment later, before she could reposition herself, her Uncle emerged from the bathroom. He found himself instantly staring at his niece spread-open on a chair, almost pointing her vagina in his direction.Heather quickly closed her knees, blushing, but she didn’t look at his eyes. She did sit up more, arching her back again, pushing her C-cup melons forward so her aching nipples pointed at him instead. Uncle Jake slowly, casually, returned to sit on the sofa, transfixed by his niece.”I was just going to watch some more TV, I don’t think I’m real tired,” said her uncle. His voice was calm and mellow.”Oh, okay.” The teenager ran her hand through her long hair, relaxing back in her comfortable chair. “Me, too.”Only one lamp was turned on in the room, providing only half the necessary light for the large area. The TV became the other light source. On the sofa, Uncle Jake sat quietly, breathing a little hard which Heather’s ears discerned.Uncle Jake’s strong, crisp voice filled the void. “Want to watch something else?” he murmured , while he scooped up the remote and aimed it at the TV. Even before Heather blurted an affirmative, “Sure,” he’d already flipped through several the channels. News dominated the local stations, but he surfed right past all of those boring shows. “Does this thing have movie stations?” he asks of the local cable package. Heather said it did, she thought.Her uncle smiled over at her, holding out the large, universal remote with its vast array of little buttons. “Here,” he smiled at his niece, “you live here, come over here and show me which channels.”She smiled at the offer, knowing it was an excuse to get her to stand up. She did as he wanted, and his eyes ravaged the sight of her full breasts in the thin haltertop, plus her tight shorts and long, smooth legs. She daintily stepped over to him, taking the remote with a soft, “Thanks,” and she turned to face the TV. With a thought, she stepped forward. It wasn’t for the remote; it was so she was standing between him and the TV. His eyes were right on her ass again, squarely staring at her rump in the thin, worn fabric of the old orange Hooter shorts.Heather’s pussy ached a bit more.”What do you want to watch?” asked the blonde, passing through countless cable stations. She never watched television at college, so she was unfamiliar with the late-night show.”Let’s see what’s on,” came the stoic reply from behind her.She liked having him look at her ass, but Heather felt she could tease him even better if she was closer. She stepped to the couch, taking a seat next to him on the long sofa, not close enough to touch him however. As she sat down, she suddenly smelled his masculine presence — a mixture of cologne, sweat, and manhood. It maked her shudder a little more. She leaned back a bit and slipped closer to him, so her hip did touch his. His strong leg brushed against her smooth, waxed thigh and calf, feeling very comforting to the girl.She was still flipping channels, but she had no idea what she was doing. “Tell me what you like,” she said, annoyed for a moment the responsibility of watching a show was on her.Uncle Jake took the remote back from her hands, and his arm just fleetingly touched the soft skin of her hand. “Here,” he said, reacquiring the remote, “let me.” He pointed the remote at the TV with one hand — and his other hand suddenly slipped over the girl’s shoulder, resting between her body and the sofa’s backrest. Heather’s body instinctively sunk back into his torso, nestling her back against the side of his strong chest. His presence filled her senses even more, a strong manly aroma, his powerful physique. Having him make contact made her shudder, and she felt an aching inside her shorts grow worse. The teasing, apparently, was going two ways.Heather raised one of her legs, putting her foot on the sofa under her ass, bending her knee to the ceiling. Uncle Jake’s hand slipped off of her shoulder and came to rest squarely the soft naked flesh türbanlı rize escort bayan of the girl’s raised knee.Her eyes turn to the TV, although your thoughts were all about the handsome hulk of a man sitting right behind her. He had the TV on the movie stations, and he was paging through them, barely pausing as he flipped one after another. Daddy apparently had bought all of the movie stations, so there were quite a few. Uncle Jake apparently had something in mind, he wasn’t really looking at them to see what they were. But then his channel-changing stopped cold.The TV was filled with the scene has a very sexy brunette girl in a bikini and thong, talking to some handome older guy as they stood around the pool of a very lavish backyard. Uncle Jake put the remote down, as Heather felt his hot breath on the nape of her neck. A second later on the TV, the girl and the guy started making out. This was one of those late-night cable movies; not porn, but quite, almost. Heather’s pussy twitched worse.Suddenly, she feel very guilty — guilty, guilty guilty. She had turned on her own Uncle, and now with her parents upstairs, she was here here on the sofa basically in his arms. And a glance at his crotch revealled he was definitely aroused.Uncle Jake whistled quietly at the girl on the TV. “She’s really sexy,” he purred into the blonde’s ear softly. The warm breath of his words landed on her exposed neck and earlobe, giving her shivers. His mouth moved closer to her ear, and in an even softer but more confident voice, he said, “I really, really love beautiful sexy women.”Heather kew it was a complement directed at her, so she immediately giggled sweety and respond with a quiet, “Aww, thanks.” Heather couldn’t find any other words to respond. Uncle Jake was making a move, and she was unable to articulate a response. Yes? No? Her pussy wanted cock, he was dreamy sexy, and he was her Uncle.Her non-response, she knew, would be interpreted as a signal to continue.Uncle Jake’s hand on her knee was now softly stroking the skin inside her leg, making little circles on her soft skin. She was getting goosebumps on her legs and arms, between his fingers gently caressing her and his hot breath on her neck. The teasing was immensely enjoyable, and she didn’t want it to stop, even though she knew it couldn’t reach its ultimate conclusion. Her nipples were so swollen in her tight shirt, and her clit ached in her tight cotton thong. Heather reached across her uncle’s body behind her, trying to obtain the remote again. He handed it to her. “Here,” the girl moaned playfully, pressing herself harder against his chest behind her, “if you like sexy girls, we can watch . . . this.” She vague knew what she wanted to find; her father used to watch it the past summer before she went to college, and a couple of times she spied on the TV hiding in the other room. Heather flipped through the movie stations, figuring it was somewhere in the nearby channels.Flip, flip, flip, flip . . . .There. The sex station, a softcore porn station that started at 10pm and ran past midnight. Instantly, Heather and her Uncle were watching a very studly, ripped guy boning a short-haired, petite blonde doggy-style. The movie didn’t show penetration, but the looks on both of their faces screamed hot, deep sex. Heather laughed and had to hurry to lower the TV’s volume so the girl’s screams of ecstacy didn’t awaken your parents upstairs.The appearance of the porn on TV is just what Uncle Jake had in mind. “God yesss,” he muttered under hot breath, and his palm on his niece’s knee suddenly became sweaty. Both consenting relatives froze a few seconds, watching the pseudo-fucking on the TV. The girl was even smaller than Heather, and shorter too, her size-0, 90-pound body so tiny compared to the linebacker fucking her from behind. Her ass was getting slapped with each thrust forward, and the screams of joy hardly sounded contrived. She was getting the stuffing fucked out of her.”Fuck that’s hot,” Uncle Jake moaned, his hand slipping a little higher up the inside of Heather’s leg. Heather felt it, and she loved it. She leaned back more, dropping her foot from under her ass to the floor, so she could lean back more against her Uncle and spread her smooth thighs open. The motion allowed him to feel and caress her velvety inner leg, his fingers tracing light circles up and down. Heather could smell his rockhard cock in his pants.His fingers slid higher and higher up her inner leg, closer to the shorts and her mound. Heather closed her eyes, feeling this sexy man touching her in the softest of places, but her brain woke up and told her, this is your Uncle damned it. He can’t be reaching to touch your pussy!Heather’s body, however, was out of control. She moaned softly but urgently, pulling her knees back even farther. “Ohhhhh!” was all she could say, overwhelmed at the intense desire for something more erotic to happen.Uncle Jake’s reaction shook her to reality. He snatched his hand back from her thigh, and with his other arm he pushed her to sit upright next to him, not leaning into him anymore. “Shit, Heather,” he groaned disappointedly, “we really, really shouldn’t be here, doing this.”The words of truth struck like an arrow. Heather knew he was right, but her young pussy was aching so much, she hated him for being right. “I know, I know,” she lamented, trying to convince herself more than him.Uncle Jake took back the remote for a last time, pointing it at its target and firing the OFF button. The TV went blank, removing about half of the light in the room. On a small lamp behind the sofa lit anything, leaving half of their faces in the dark. Heather looked blankly at her Uncle, so embarassed that she let this get so far. She had a fear he’d tell Mom, and all of the high admiration her mom had for her would be crushed.Sitting now on her ankles, her back only slightly arched, her hard nipples still pointed at him. Heather saw him admiring her chest again, the look of a very horny, sexy man who wanted what he saw. Sure, he was her uncle, but he was a gorgeous, dreamy hunk of a man, full of muscles and sexy curves, and he turned her on as much as any man she’d fucked. Even with him having said “no,” she still felt power showing off her body to him, and the guilt subsided for a moment.”So tell me,” he mused, possibly sounding like he hadn’t convinced himself yet, “if I hadn’t said anything, were, um, were . . .?”The trailing of his voice made Heather giggle. It was cute, he was embarrassed himself. Her voice chirped playfully, almost innocently. “Were what?”He smiled at how his niece was going to make him blurt it out. “Were you going to let me see that divine, angelic body of yours?”Heather’s pussy gushed at how he described her, it was so sweet and sexy. She could not lie, the truth came out in a soft whisper. “Yesssss.”Uncle Jake didn’t move, his steely cold-blue eyes looked right into her bosom a couple of feet away, admiring, probably stripping off the outer garment in his imagination. He didn’t need to say a word, she knew what was happening in between his ears. And, knowing that this sexy man was as enamored with her as she was with him, Heather decided it didn’t matter he was an uncle. “You wanted to see these?” Heather grabbed her haltertop at her tummy, yanking it up and off of her body, and rendering herself topless. Her rounded, smooth teenage breasts pointed directly at her Uncle’s eyes, which devoured them instantly. Heather arched her back, hands on her thin hips, offering the naked fleshy orbs to the older adult male.She saw in his face that he loved the sight of her boobs. “Like them, Uncle Jake?”His hands reached up, cupping them, making her moan. Heather grabbed his wrists instinctively, feeling her uncle fondle her naked breasts, his powerful palms cupping the flesh and his soft thumbs rubbing circles on her nipples. “Mmm,” she moaned, her head falling back, long blonde hair dropping down her nude back.The horny teenager opened her eyes, and when she looked into her Uncle’s face, they both giggled naughtily. It was okay, they were both horny for each other; he tried to stop it, and that satisfied their moral obligation to determine how badly they wanted to fuck each other. Heather rose to her knees on the sofa, crawling to Jake, leaning her breasts to his face. He leaned forward knowing what she wanted, and moments later one of her breasts was deep in his warm, wet mouth, suckling it, lathering it with his tongue and saliva. “Oooh yesss!” the girl cried, pushing her tit into her uncle’s mouth. His hands slipped around her hips, clutching her little buttocks in her tight shorts, drawing her closer.She let herself be pulled into her uncle’s embrace, turning her torso to slide her tit out of his mouth and insert the other one. The wettened breast smeared some of his saliva over his face until her other nipple found itself between his lips, and he nibbled just on the nipple, his lips wrapped around his teeth to softly squeeze it. His palms were groping her little cheerleader’s butt, and her crotch now smashed against his abdomen. Heather put a foot on the floor, so she could straddle him as he sat sideways on the sofa, her other knee on the couch next to his hips. Dropping her pelvis, she pushed her aching pussy against his crotch through their clothing.The bulge in his pants felt like concrete against her mound. She moaned again, wrapping her hands around Uncle Jake’s head to seal his mouth around her breast. The sucking of her tit into his mouth shot vibrations down to her clit, and she ground her pussy anxiously against his crotch. Damn he felt big. She couldn’t resist. Heather slipped a hand down between their bodies, frenetically trying to slide her hand inside Uncle Jake’s pants.”Here,” he moaned, leaning back on the sofa, his face glistening with saliva as was her two tits. He unsnapped his pants as his topless niece looked down upon him, almost straddling him. As soon as he unzipped his pants, Heather grabbed the top edge of his underwear with one hand and pulled it down. “Fuck!” she cried in delight, revealing a massive cock that was bigger than any she’d fucked, except maybe the black football players. Had to be 7 to 8 inches, maybe more, cut, and thick as a tree log. Her uncle was fucking hung. Stretching back the underwear, her other hand grabbed her uncle’s penis, squeezing it, finding it harder and bigger than she could have hoped.”You’re so huge!” moaned the young slut happily.Her fingers discover the wet, slimy soft helmet of his penis. Sliding her palm and fingers down lower, she wrapped them around the fat shaft. “It’s amazing,” she repeated, stunned at what she was holding. He pushed his pelvis up to shove his underwear and pants down a bit, and Heather found herself staring at his shaved balls, a big fat soft sack underneath his enormous, gargantuan erection. Staring at it made Heather think she was going to orgasm on the spot.It dawned on her that she was holding her uncle’s penis, and that she maybe never wanted to fuck one as badly as this. It was so forbidden and improper, but it totally turned her on.Uncle Jake didn’t stop his niece from grasping and stroking his prick. It pulsated heat against her palm, and she could feel how it throbbed and ached and stretched for her. She knew she wanted to take it out so badly. So, clutching his fat penis in her hand, she leaned up to his face and moaned with lust in his ear, “Uncle Jake, let me suck your big dick please, baby, I want to suck it to badly!” And she punctuated her request by licking his cheek, from chin up to near his eye, leaving a broad wet path of saliva over his face.Uncle Jake responded by immediately by pushing his pants to his knees. Heather admired the massive cock again, it was definitely like 8 to 9 inches, and thick as her wrist at the base, with a large mushroom head that was so wet it glistened in the dim lights. She wrapped her fingers and thumb around it — her fingers did not come close to enclosing around the entire girth — and lightly pumped it. It seemed it was still getting harder. Her hand slid the outer layer of skin over the shaft inside, jerking it rhythmically, while she smelled his arousal. Her mouth watered, she wanted it so bad.Heather leaned over his lap now, and it was a foregone conclusion that she was going to make him squirt in her throat. Her mouth opened as wide as she could, and she swallowed the head of his cock inside. It was huge and soft. Her tongue swirled around it, tasting the salty precum, and she sucked just the head, tugging at it with her lips. Uncle Jake groaned in satisfaction. The blonde thought to herself, he’s going to love this. She sucked the dick into the vacuum of her mouth, then started sliding her mouth down farther on the shaft, pushing the swollen peckerhead to the back of your mouth. Her nostrils filled with the smell of male cock. He’s so hard, she thought to herself, his cock is pulsing with life for me. She even had to put both knees on the sofa, so she could lean over him and come straight down on it, to push more of the enormous dick into her teenage mouth.As the soft prickhead touched the entrance to your throat, Uncle Jake murmurred in amazement. “Fuck yes, do it,” he grunted, “deep throat me.” Heather giggled with his cock in your mouth, and she showed him her cocksucking skills. A moment later, Heather had the head of her uncle’s cock in her throat. It’s so fucking big, it hurts, she thought to herself, but it’s such a turnon to deep-throat him. She held her breath and pushed down more, more, more . . . and soon her lips were against his shaved balls, and she felt 8 or 9 inches of manmeat shoved up her neck.Pumping her throat on the cock a few moments, the 18 year old blonde cheerleader came back up for air, exhaling around his shiny wet dick, leaving slobbery drool all over his penis. Her fist immediately grabbed the dick, squeezing it, stroking the lubricated shaft, jerking him off while she continued to suck the head and top couple of inches. Then she drew another deep breath, and plunged the cock back down into her neck, and she heard her Uncle exclaims a shriek of delight. “Oh fuck baby, you’re so good!” came a burst from his gut, wincing as her tight neck squeezed his fat shaft, “what a hot little cocksucker you are, Heather!”Heather proved him right. She popped his penis into her throat a few more times, each time wiggling it around her throat and neck for a few moments, then pulling off to jerk off the thick wet meat. As she fuck his cock with her mouth, she felt his hand slide down your back, then he slid his hands under her torso to cup her dangling boobs. His big strong manly hands held each fat tit, fondling it, squeezing it as she sucked his meat. But her tits were not his ultimate objective. As she was bent over to suck his dick, Uncle Jake stretched one hand under her body, down between her thighs, and his strong fingertips found her pussy through the thin fabric of her shorts and thong.Heather was so turned on, the moment his fingers found her clit, rubbing up against it, she lost it. Heather came with a sudden orgasm, soiling her thong and shorts, her pussy vibrating against his fingers then spasming just from the rubbing of fabric on her clit. The intensity of her orgasm made her shove his prick deeper into her mouth and throat and neck again, while she squeeled and grunted from her instant orgasm. Feeling his thick penis in her throat while her pussy was exploding with a climax made her orgasm last even longer.Uncle Jake knew his niece just came, and the smell of the female orgasm plus the dampness of her shorts were the final incentive for his own ejaculation. He grabbed Heather’s thick, long blonde hair, and although she needed a deep breath, she let him force his prick deeper into her neck. His body twitched, his muscles tensed, and he let it go. A massive male orgasm erupts from his dick. She felt and smelled his balls churning, the shaft in her mouth pumpping over and over, and in your throat she could tell he was pouring out his hot male sperm right into her teenage tummy.When her Uncle finally stopped cumming, Heather sat up and choked down the liquids in her mouth. Clearing her throat she sucked in a deep breath of air, almost choking again, and continued to exhale hard until her breathing returned to normal. She was sweating on her temples and under her arms, the deep-throat fucking and her own cum were making her sweat profusely. Having made her own uncle cum in her mouth made it the best blowjob she ever gave.After both uncle and niece regained their senses, he giggled at her playfully. “You know, honey, it would be real bad if one of your parents came down those steps and found their daughter with her uncle’s penis in her pussy.”Thinking about his words made her smile broadly. “Yeah that would definitely suck,” you giggle back. “So Uncle Jake, I guess we should go down to your guest bedroom to fuck now.”He grabbed his pants and pulled them to cover his spent erection, standing upright in the same motion. Heather found her top and held it against her tits, not donning it, as she headed for the steps to the basement. Her Uncle followed, no doubt eyeing her butt in her tight shorts as she slipped down the carpeted steps into the fully-finished basement. The guest bedroom was at the end of the long hallway. As she headed for it, he stepped to her side, putting his hand on her naked lower back. Heather stopped in the middle of the hallway, her arms grabbing his shoulders. The lust she felt for him was insane. She turned her taller uncle to face her and lean over, and she pulled his mouth down to hers. Uncle shoved his tongue in his niece’s mouth, where she greeted it with her own tongue türbanlı escort rize then sucked it with her lips. They moaned at their deep French kiss, exchanging hot breaths from lung to lung, saliva dripping out of their mouths as they sucked face.”Come on,” he blurted out, breaking the kiss and grabbing her hand. He led her to the bedroom, and when both were inside he kicked the door shut behind himself.He wasted no time. In the darkened bedroom he dropped his unclosed pants to the floor, ripped off his shirt, and revealed his manly body. Moonlight through the window of the bedroom showed Heather just what a Greek god he was: a hairy, chiseled chest, his shaved cock and balls, and his powerful thick thighs. He was simply gorgeous. Plus, that mammoth 8 or 9 inch penis was still standing out of his pelvis, wanting to fuck her tight little teenage body, hardly seeming any smaller after its orgasm a minute earlier.Nude, he sat on the edge of his bed, pulling his almost-nude niece to stand in front of him. She could see him examining the shape of her naked tits, the long hard nipples pointing at him. In the dim light Heather arched her back to push her breasts at him more. Uncle Jake’s eyes gazed at the breasts, then his hands reached up and cupped them again. He rolled the soft flesh over his fingers and palms, then holding them he pulled her tits back to his mouth and licked them both back and forth. “Ungh!” shuddered Heather, enjoying her Uncle’s suckling of her breasts, his wet tongue tracing over her hard nipples.Suddenly he pushed her away, and a moment later, the desk lamp by his bed lit up. He sat back upright, admiring his niece’s body. “Can I watch you turn around and bend over and take off those shorts?” he asked, his voice full of lust.The girl hardly had to think about the request. “Sure.” She laughed at how polite he was, and found herself anxious to show him her delicious little bald vagina. She turned her naked back to him and hooked her thumbs under the elastic wasteband of her shorts, then she bent over halfway and pushed her tight shorts down to her little feet. As she stepped out, she looked back and saw Uncle Jake licking his lips, gazing at her ass in her white, cotton thong. Heather grinned at his admiration, and she smacked one of her slender buttcheeks with a palm. He laughed with her. Heather remained bent forward, knees parted, so as she stuck her butt towards her Uncle, he could see the shape of her pussylips inside her thong’s crotch. “Mmm Uncle Jake,” she moaned, sliding a hand under herself, fingers reaching up to touch her vagina through the thong, “I’m so fucking wet for you.”Uncle Jake watched his niece touch her pussy through her clothing. “Let me see it,” he grunted, “show me that hot cunt, honey.”Heather remained bent over, hooking her thumbs this time through the straps of her thong. Peeling them over her hips, she slid the white, damp thong down her long legs to her ankles. Quickly she picked each foot up and tossed the thong to the side.Looking again over her shoulder, she found her uncle gazing at her shaved, pink pussylips and tight little asshole. His fat erection stood out of his lap, pointing at the ceiling. Heather grinned at him, and seeing his reaction a moment earlier at the sight of her fingers on her crotch, she gave him a better pleasure. Watching to make sure she had his full attention, she bent forward and put one hand on her knee, propping herself upright; with her legs split, she put her other hand to her pussy, spreading open her slit to her Uncle, then she began fingering her clit.Huffing with deep breaths, her eyes looked lustfully at her Uncle. “Want to see me finger it?” she grunted, begging for him to say yes.He nodded.”Uhhh fuck,” the girl exhaled, sliding one stiff finger inside her twat. It was so wet, but incredibly tight. Having her Uncle watch her masturbate was a huge turn-on. She stretched her arm as far back under herself as she could, turning up her hand to stick her finger all the way, until her hand was pressed into her clit. “Shit I’m tight, Uncle Jake!””Nice,” the man groaned, watching her intently, “I love it.”She smiled, and as he requested, she stuck a second finger into her pussy. She winced at how tight it was, and she wasn’t used to doing it standing up and bent over — but the awkward position made it even more sexy. Heather slowly pushed two fingers into her cunt, milking it in and out, feeling them cover with juice. Oh, that juice. Knowing her uncle would love it, she pulled her wet fingers out and immediately shoved them into her mouth, then sticking her tongue out she let her Uncle watch her lick her own pussyjuices.His eyes bugged out, his jaw dropped at how sexy it was. “Oh, honey, my sexy niece likes the taste of her own pussy?”Heather nodded, still sucking her fingers dry.”Mmm, good to know.” He was leaning back on the bed, both hands behind him, his missile erect out of his lap, waiting its turn for her. But he was enjoying the show too much to stop. “So Heather, if you like the flavor of your pussy, do you like other girls? Lick any other pussies?”The cheerleader squeeled in delight; men were so predictable. Heather stood upright, turning her naked teen body to face her nude uncle. She watched his eyes go from her naked tits to her wet, dripping pussy. Walking towards him, she answered his question with a grinning face. “I love pussy,” she admitted honestly, “I love the flavor.””Do you now?” Uncle Jake crawled backwards on the bed, retreating to sit against the far wall, giving room for Heather now to crawl onto the bed too. He wasn’t touching his prick, which looked like it was pulsating in his lap, long and stiff with thick ribs and criss-crossing veins. “So tell me, baby, when was the last time, um, you, ah, the last time you fucked another girl?”Heather was now on her knees on the bed, not sure what he wanted to do. She sat on her butt, legs spread to show off her pussy to him, as she thought out loud. “Last time, well, a month ago, my friend Jill and I were at this frat party, and we were in this guy’s room, and like suddenly there were a bunch of guys doing us, and then –“He chuckled. “Naw, honey, I mean, just you and another girl, do you ever do that?”She flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Yeah, uh huh.” She thought he’d wanted to hear a hot story, not just some routine fuck. But didn’t have to think too long to remember her last sex with another girl. “Actually, it was the weekend I flew home, my friend Camille and me.”Uncle Jake now rose to his knees, crawling towards her body. She remained still, waiting for him to take control. He did, but not quite what she expected. He had his niece lie flat on her back, spreading her legs to reveal her vagina to him, and she pulled back her knees expecting him to mount her. Instead, he sat on his ankles a couple feet away, and he motioned for her to resume finger-fucking herself.Heather promptly stuffed her two fingers into her pussy, drawing a squeek of excitement from herself. Uncle Jake’s eyes stared at the tight of her teenage fingers disappearing into her pink pussylips, as if her cunt was swallowing them, then watching them re-emerge only to be shoved back inside. “Yeah, baby,” he moaned, “do it, fuck youself — now, tell me, who’s Camille, what’s she look like?””Oh, fuck!” Heather grunted and winced, her pussy seemed so tight, yet it was so wet, she wanted to fuck him so badly. “Um — Camille –” Her breaths were short, it was hard to talk, she just wanted to get laid. “Um — she’s a girl in my dorm — she’s hot, black hair, nice tits, hot ass, she’s Latin.””And where did you fuck her?” His eyes stared at her finger inside her vagina while he heard the girl-girl story.”In her dorm room!” The blonde relaxed, able to pump her fingers faster in her pussy now. She felt an orgasm coming, with her Uncle watching her masturbate. And she knew the lesbian-sex story was a major turn-on for him too. “It was after breakfast, like kinda late, we were bored, her roommate was leaving to fly home — so like as soon as Brenda was gone, Camille and I — Camille has this box of, things, you know, toys, dildos. We took them out, we like to play with them, we fucked each other until afternoon, it was so fucking hot.”Her Uncle’s smile approved the story. “You should come to Florida for Spring Break, honey,” he mused out loud, recalling a conversation with her earlier in the day on the sofa, “I have this very friendly young lady you probably would love, her name is Sophie, she’s a hot little dancer and would eat your pussy for hours.”Heather was concentrating on her fingers inside her pussy, pumping them faster, pushing deeper, trying to dislodge the orgasm waiting to erupt. Her body needed it so badly now, and she figured, as soon as she came from fingers, he would probably want to fuck her. “Yeah?” Heather was panting hard, arching her back, her swollen nipples aching to be nibbled. “M-m-maybe, dunno, like I said earlier, my friend Jill and I were gonna do some guys in Mexico.”He laughed at the changed story. “Earlier today, you said you and a bunch of nice friends were going down to tan.”She just grinned, fucking herself faster.Uncle Jake leaned over now, his face getting closer to her fingers pumping in her vagina. He not only smelled her sex, but her juices seemed to splatter as she pumped her well-lubricated pussy as fast as she could. “Bring Jill,” he moaned, drawing yet closer to her masturbation, “Sophie and I could fuck and eat you and Jill all week.” Then, his hand shot forward and grabbed Heather’s wrist, pulling her fingers out of her pussy. Heather hardly had time to protest, before he stuffed his tongue into hie niece’s twat.Heather instantly orgasmed in her uncle’s mouth. She pulled her knees back and let out a muffled scream, as her vagina erupted with flavor and fervor. She felt the presence of the powerful male tongue deep in her hole, pushing hard into her, and her pussy squeezed that tongue and gushed with the wetness of her climax. Her breaths hurt as she gasped for air, riding through the powerful orgasm, being tongue-fucked expertly by her studly uncle.Suddenly his body was on top of hers, she felt his hot breath on her chest, then his mouth and face were above hers. Below, his hard penis was rubbing her aching vagina. “Heather, you are so fucking hot,” he panted, “I want you so badly.””Fuck me!” blurted the horny niece, “fuck me, Uncle Jake! Fuck me now!”She reached down to grab his hips, pulling him on top of her, and it happened so fast. His dick found her hole, she was so ready and spread, his fat cock popped inside her pussylips. i****t was beginning. She wailed, arching her back, feeling him undulate his pelvis to slip more meat into her, inch by inch. Her tight cunt wanted to contract around the intruding pole, but instead it was getting stretched, welcoming the visitor. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her body felt like it was being ripped open from the overside erection being stuffed inside her cunt.”Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Uncle Jake!”She knew guys love girls to moan their names during sex, but saying “Uncle Jake” sounded a little perverted. Still, there was something so forbidden about it, she wanted to keep saying it. “Uncle Jake, your cock is so great! It’s so big, fuck me so hard, Uncle Jake, harder!”He was rising up on top of her, pushing her knees back, flattening them on the bed as he pumped his mammoth dick into her teenage pussy. “You like talking nasty, do you, you little slut?” He saw her nod, and he smiled at the thought. “Are you going to be my little slut this week, Heather?”She grunted in delight. “Yes, Uncle Jake!”His next thrust was powerful, slamming his cock into the back of her pussy, his balls against her ass, making her tits jiggle and her entire body shake. “Say it!” he grinned, impaling his niece with his dick, “say you’ll be my slut!””I want to be your little slut, Uncle Jake! Fuck me, I’m your slut!”He pounded away at his horny teenage niece, looking down past her big shaking tits to admire the sight of his thick cock entering her shaved pussy. Heather saw the look of lust in her eye, and she dug her nails into his shoulders deeper and violently gyrated her pelvis around his dick. She had her jaw open to suck in air, and her long hair was splayed around her head in every direction, as the two frenetically fucked each other in the guest bedroom.His incredibly large penis inside her pussy was more meat than the most of the college boys gave her, and the sheer presence of that big dick alone was making her cum again. Heather couldn’t believe how fast the orgasms were coming. She felt the first orgasm building inside her pussy, as she squeezed the dick plunging up her tube, and it built and built until it exploded in long, shattering waves. As she sucked air and continued to be fucked, the next one just came out of nowhere. Instantly she was having another orgasm, it was almost frightening how fast it happened. Then a third, fourth, fifth . . . she was cumming and cumming for him, she was indeed his little slut.Satisfied that she was having multiple orgasms, Uncle Jake pulled out his divine dick and bent down to roll his niece onto her knees. The blonde laughed at how sore her legs were, but she and him repositioned her teenage body so her ass was stuck up high. He squeezed one of her small buttcheeks in his strong hand, his other hand holding his cock at the entrance of her cunt from behind. With a push, he was inside her pussy again, fucking her doggy-style. She had her face turned to the side, her face and shoulder flat against the bedsheet, so her butt was all the way up for him. Heather looked back at Uncle Jake and watched his muscular, sculpted naked body ramming her from behind with his fat erection.”I’m so fucking hot for you, Uncle Jake,” she wailed between his thrusts, “Don’t stop fucking me!””Don’t stop, huh?” He enjoyed the thought. Uncle Jake pulled out, drawing a protest from the girl, then he slapped her butt with an open palm. “Quiet, don’t wake anyone — you want me to fuck you again?”She was almost crying. “Yes, fuck me, Uncle Jake, don’t stop!”For that, he slapped her ass again, hard. “Do one thing for me.”Heather was aching for his dick, she wasn’t done having orgasms. “What, anything?”He snickered, realizing how horny the 18 year old was. “Promise me — now, you have to promise, ok? — no turning back — promise me that you and Jill will come to Florida for Spring Break, I’ll even buy the tickets for you, and you two and Sophie and me can have sex on our private beach all week, okay?”Her reaction was instantaneous. “Yes, Uncle Jake, I promise, Jill and I will come fuck you, now please, please, please fuck me more! More!” She was reaching back for his dick.The sneering adult leaned his dick towards his blonde niece’s bald wet cuntlips, but paused a moment early. “You promise, right?””Yes, fuck yes!”That was enough for him. He sank his prick back into her twat, and almost immediately she had another orgasm as he stretched her tight hole open. Heather squeeled and shrieked from the suddenness of the climax, feeling her Uncle plowing his erection in and out of her vagina faster and faster. Sometimes between thrusts, his open hand would smack her little ass, leaving a glowing red print, which made her just wiggle her butt harder and get fucked deeper by his lovely erection.She was having endless orgasms, one after another, a state of complete climax, somewhere she’d never been before except maybe when girls fucked her with oversized strap-ons. She wasn’t sure males could bring her here, actually, but apparently so. He asked her something but she was too oversexed to hear him, so he had to smack her butt again and howl at her more loudly, “Are you on the Pill, baby?””Yes!” she shrieked, “yes, Uncle Jake, cum in my cunt, please!””Fuck yeah,” she heard him groan.His body slammed into hers one last time, impaling himself as deep as he could go, and she felt the motions of a male having a cum. His body tensed, he boned her deeply, then pulled back quickly, then shoved it in again as deep as he could, holding it there for another squirt. And another and another. Her uncle was having his own major eruption inside her twat, spewing buckets of gooey sperm deep in her vaginal tube.Both bodies were sweating, slick with perspiration and pussyjuice. Heather collapsed on her side the moment he pulled out of her pussy, and he immediately lay on top of her, kissing her nose, pressing her naked body into the bedsheets. Heather wrapped her arms around Uncle Jake and kissed him deeply, loving how he made her feel so feminine.Heather found herself giggling, laughing actually, and he had to break the kiss. She calmed herself down, smiling at him, “I can’t believe I just fucked my Uncle, and you have the best dick in the world, Uncle Jake!””I like hearing that,” he panted, kissing her nose again, “so will you want to fuck it again, baby?”The question was about the most stupid she’d ever had to answer. “Fuck yeah, Uncle Jake, all week if we can!” Then with a smile, knowing her promise, she grinned at him, “and all week on Spring Break!”He smiled at the sexy idea of having two coed pussies join him and his slutty girlfriend at their beachfront house. “Tell me, who’s your hottest girlfriend you fuck — Jill, Camille, anyone else?”Heather rolled her eyes; men, so typical. But, she knew the answer. “Well, that’s my friend Maura, she’s Irish, and a body you can’t believe, and she is the best pussy-eater I know. But,” she cautioned, “I mean, I promised Jill we’ll go on Break together.”Her Uncle shrugged. “I’ll make you one more deal, Heather, honey.””What’s that, Uncle Jake?”It would be a promise she keeps. He responded:”If you promise to fuck me all this week, then I promise to buy you three tickets, so you, Jill and Maura can fly down to Florida for Spring Break and fuck each other all week on my beach.”Heather couldn’t wait to keep the deal. She rolled onto her back under her naked Uncle, wrapping her legs around his body, and as sore as she was, she wanted to fulfill the promise immediately.”Fuck me again, Uncle Jake, do it!”

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Trapped and Trained Sissy Ch. 10Trapped and Trained Ch. 10I moved the material around in my hands… it was so… so… small. There was just nothing to it, it felt like I was just holding a small red string. Britney saw the combination of shock and confusion coursing through my face.”It’s called a ‘monokini’, Candi. It might be a tad bit small, but don’t worry, that’ll just make it more fun!”She grabbed it and laid it out on the table in front of me and finally I saw the material take shape in how it was supposedly supposed to fit on my body. This was impossible – there was no way I could get into that thing. In the front it basically made a ‘Y’ shape, where the pieces that were to go over my breasts got just a bit wider and the gap in the string was filled with a tiny sliver of satin outlined in silver rhinestones. There were small metal O rings that would line up at the top of my shoulders that the string fed into. The Y in the front came together just below my belly button where the two strings met in another O ring. There was another sliver of rhinestone lined satin that went down the crotch, looking just barely wide enough to cover the lips of my faux pussy.The back of the outfit looked like absolute hell. The string from the shoulders created another ‘Y’ in the back, both stretching down to reach to another metal O ring that would be at the small of my back. The material that would run over my crotch came back from the sliver down into a tiny string again that would obviously run between my ass cheeks. Uncomfortable didn’t even begin to express the feeling this outfit appeared to have on the poor soul that had to wear it… that poor soul apparently being me.Brittany tossed me my clutch and told me to clean the cum off of my face and then reapply my makeup. I took out some of the wet wipes and went to work. It felt like I was nearly rubbing the skin away as I tried to clean off all traces of the cum from my face – not for Brittany, but rather for my own peace of mind. Even in this state I didn’t want to see any traces of male semen anywhere on me, so I went over the same spots on my face repeatedly until it was void of all cum. Only then did I go about reapplying the makeup, trying to make it look as it had before and, for the most part at least, succeeding. My lips were still large and luscious – I was ashamed at how inviting they appeared as I stroked the deep red lipstick over them, making them all the more attractive to anyone who saw them. There was no doubt what the purpose behind lips such as those I was sporting. I straightened back up and, by force of habit, pursed and pouted my lips… sadly I was mildly pleased with how well I had done as I turned to face my female captor.Without warning Brittany’s hands went to work. She quickly and effortlessly pulled the window dress off of me, leaving me standing in the middle of this makeshift dressing room in nothing but my black and red lace bra, my garter straining to hold up my slightly torn stockings and my cum soaked black thong that was now starting to dry and also becoming very uncomfortable itself as it rubbed roughly between my cheeks. She pulled out some small keys and unlocked the heels on my shoes, giving me a stare that made me shiver, obviously a warning not to even think about running. Where would I go? If I ran out of there like that I had no doubt that many of the men would take that as an invitation to force themselves upon me. I was trapped and we both knew it, so I stood there like a statue as she pulled my red heels off of my feet. It was such a strange feeling to have my entire foot on the ground, like a small moment of pleasure wrapped around this never ending terror of a night… hell, of nearly a month now. Quickly Brittany finished off removing the rest of my clothing before locking me back into the torturous heels. The moments of pleasure never seem to last for long.She picked up the monokini and held it low for me to step into. I’m sure she could have held it lower but she seemed to enjoy watching me try to balance myself on the 6″ heels. I nearly fell over a few times but eventually managed to get both of my legs inside the wide openings. She pulled the monokini up my legs and I felt it begin to slide snugly between my ass cheeks. She continued to pull upwards on the shoulder straps and I winced as the thong was nestling deep within my ass, causing quite a bit of discomfort to go along with the sensor shocks that were again beginning to pick up their intensity. I shuddered as I was reminded of the lengths I went to just a short while ago to make the shocks stop, begging for a man to come and fuck me as I was bent over a bed. Surely it wouldn’t get to that point again.I was brought back to reality by Brittany still tugging at the shoulder straps to get them high enough for me to fit into the outfit. For a fleeting moment I thought that maybe this outfit just wouldn’t fit and she would have to find something else – surely anything would be more comfortable and covering than this one. That hope was dashed as she had me kneel a bit, then felt the straps straining to slip over my shoulders and into place. Brittany stepped back and smacked me hard on the ass, causing me to straighten up and then yelp as the thong dug even deeper. It felt like it was right up against the bone and was cutting my penis in half, even buried under the pussy paste. I was impressed, but also disappointed, to see that the paste was still holding firm, not even cracking the slightest. I thought that maybe that would be my way out of this night, so that everyone could see that I was really a man, not some cock-hungry bimbo named Candi, but just a man dressed in drag.I heard the crowd go quiet from outside the stage, but could not see what was going on from underneath. Finally I heard the sound of Kevin’s voice, speaking into a microphone as everyone throughout the club listened.”Quiet please – ladies and gentlemen, if you would please give me the floor. I assure you I will make this time worth your silence. Thank you. Now, as some of you have surely noticed, I brought with me a spicy little sub tonight, and I intend to make her services available to anyone interested. Throughout the night there have been some club associates going around selling tickets – to those of you who purchased them, you will all have the chance to come up here and put Candi to use as we call your number out. We’ll bring her out here to the stage momentarily and, with the help of the lovely Brittany, give a small sample of what she has to offer. Please enjoy and don’t hold back – she likes it rough!”Brittany’s eyes were on me throughout the entire announcement, watching as the tears welled in my eyes. Kevin came down the stairs and walked over towards me, eying me up and down, nodding in approval apparently of how I looked in my outfit. He walked behind me and I felt a rough squeeze on my ass cheeks, then his hands wandered up to my breasts with another squeeze, causing a small cry to come from my mouth. He held on tightly as I felt his breath by my ear.”Oh Candi – you didn’t think I was going to pay all that money for a night with you and then not attempt to exploit your abilities in order to make a little of it back, did you? How do you think I became such a successful business man? You always have to use your assets to their fullest, and that’s exactly what I intend to do. And, so help me, if you disappoint a single customer up on that stage I’ll make you walk the entire way back home, through the rough gang-infested neighborhoods in your cute little outfit with a ring gag locked into your mouth to ensure that everyone knew what your true purpose was. I’m sure some lucky gangster would stumble upon you, maybe make you his whore and pimp you out to his friends. Of course, maybe you’d like that.”At the end of his last sentence I felt his warm tongue slide inside of my ear, causing me to jerk away, which in turn caused the thong of my skimpy monokini to again adjust and grind against my pelvis. Kevin just laughed and pushed me forward towards the steps leading up to the stage. I took a deep breath, sighed and began up the stairs. As I made it onto the stage the crowd cheered and my breath was taken away by what I saw.There on the stage was a full camera crew. There must have been a dozen cameras, some hanging from the ceiling, some on wires to pan across the stage, and three men standing behind cameras on wheels to where they’d be able to get right up and close on the action taking place on the stage. One camera was right in front of me, zoomed in on my body and I could see the image his camera was taking in on some of the screens that were drawn down around the club. Another camera must have been behind me because I saw a zoomed in image of my tramp stamp filling a few of the other screens, to the delight of the crowd. At the top of one of the walls of the club I saw some tinted windows where the production crew must have been watching from as the cameras zipped across the stage.Brittany walked behind me and pushed me in different directions, leading me around to each corner of the stage. At each corner she would stop me and have me bend over for the crowd which türbanlı siirt escort was always answered with a loud cheer and many whistles from those in attendance. The cameras repeatedly zoomed in on my lips as Brittany told me to shape them into an O. Just by quickly scanning the crowd I could see a few men stroking their cocks as they watched the massive screens throughout the clubs. My body shook as I imagined what they were thinking as they looked at my body. I wanted to scream at them that I was a man and that I was being held against my will, but Kevin’s words echoed in my mind. He was perverted enough to put me through all of this – what reasoning did I have to not believe that he would follow through with the threat? As bad as this was, at least I could see the small glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel. Who knows what would happen if he unleashed me out into the streets dressed as I was with a ring gag holding my mouth open in that perfect O shape.I was led to the middle of the stage where there was a glass table. The table came up to my waist, but instead of being a traditional square, the edge furthest from me had the middle cut out, turning the table into more of a ‘Y’ shape. My legs were cuffed to the legs closest to me and then Brittany shoved me over the table, positioning my arms on each branch of the ‘Y’ before cuffing them down as well. This all resulted in me being held down bent over this table, my arms outstretched in front of me with my breasts dangling underneath me, barely being contained within the tiny material of the monokini. I saw the wheels of the camera circling around me, giving the crowd a splendid view of my predicament. The crowd turned to a small roar and I could feel the anticipation in the air – those with tickets must have been looking ahead to their opportunity to use me as they wanted.During all of this parading and being bound to the table, the sensors near my pussy were nearing the same intensity that had driven me to beg to be fucked earlier. I was determined to hold off this time around – I’d sooner pass out than go through that all over again and give Brittany the idea that I wanted this. Every fifteen seconds my entire body would tense up as the surge would shoot through my entire body. Maybe passing out in this situation wouldn’t be so bad. I could wake up and find myself back in my cozy bed, all of this a distant memory as I tried to find some kind of normalcy in my life… and as I would surely being looking up the nearest laser tattoo removal service.My daydreaming was interrupted as the crowd broke out into a frenzy. I strained my neck to look up at one of the monitors on the wall in front of me. It was difficult through my blond locks that were now covering my eyes, but I could see Brittany now walking out onto the stage in a matching monokini with Kevin next to her in just some tight black boxer briefs. Brittany’s monokini was identical to mine aside from being black rather than red… and there was also a massive black dildo jutting out from a strap-on that she had slipped on over it. She walked in between my arms to where I could see her black stiletto heels and the tip of the cock hanging down in front of me. She took the cock and rubbed it around my face and over my lips as the cameras zoomed in to show the traces of my lipstick now smeared on it. Finally she moved it away and knelt down next to me, whispering in my ear.”I want you to beg for it, sweetie. Beg for it like you begged for that man’s hard on in the room before. Beg for Kev to shove his cock in that stretched out cunt of yours like the slut we both know you are.”I vigorously shook my head from side to side and told her no as another surge of electricity shot through my body. It was now beyond the point that forced me to plead for a fucking earlier, but I was steadfast in my denial to give in again. Brittany softened her voice and began to lick and suck on my ear as she again spoke into my ear for only me to hear.”Just accept it, baby. It’ll feel soooooo good, I promise. By the fortieth or fiftieth cock you’ll be in pure ecstasy. But the people want to hear that this is what YOU want. They want to hear the words from your filthy little mouth that you want your holes filled with all those cocks and dildos in the crowd. They’ll think that’s so fucking hot. Now come on, tell me how bad you want it.”I again shook my head to decline, but the shocks were now coming at a near constant rate. I felt Kevin behind me, pressing his engorged cock up against my ass as it strained against the confines of his underwear. Brittany reached under the table and took my breasts in her hands, twisting my nipples through the thin material covering them as I let out a soft, low groan for mercy. Brittany was turning angry as she was at my ear one more time.”Last chance, Candi. You beg for cock this second or this is going to happen anyways and then it’ll be out to the streets for you, bitch. It’s up to you, but this is the last time I ask nicely.”This was her asking nicely? Something tripped in the sensors and the electricity was now constantly ripping through me. I was beginning to get dizzy from the pain and finally gave in to what Brittany and everyone else but myself apparently wanted. Quietly, I consented.”Please, Brittany… please fuck me.”That wasn’t enough for Brittany. She twisted my nipples hard and whispered for me to say it louder, to tell me exactly what I needed the people to do to me. What I needed them to do “for” me. The intensity in the electricity again increased as stars began to enter my sight. I was nearing u*********sness. For a last gasp I reached into the depths of every dirty movie I’d ever watched and unleashed the foulest request I’d never dreamed of hearing, let alone saying.”Please, PLEASE Brittany. Fuck this dirty cunt with that beautiful black cock of yours, I NEED your cock inside me. Mister Kevin, I so desperately need your massive load shot deep into my pussy before you fulfill my fantasy and unleash the rest of the club on my fuck holes. PLEASE!!! FUCK!!! ME!!!”The crowd was silent for a moment before erupting in applause, then slowly morphing into a chant. It took a few times for me to make out what they were saying, until finally it came together.”FUCK-THE-SLUT… FUCK-THE-SLUT… FUCK-THE-SLUT”Suddenly the underwear encased cock grinding against my pussy had a different feel. It was not free of its confines and was grinding skin to skin, separating my cheeks and rubbing up against the red thong that was nested deep down inside of me. Brittany smiled, gave me a quick kiss on the lips and then stood in front of me. I felt her hands take my hair in her hands and tie it back into a ponytail, then a tug on the new ponytail to raise my head up. Immediately as my face was lifted I saw the black snake in front of me, coming towards my lips. Having no options I parted them and saw in my peripheral vision on the monitors that a camera was zoomed in on my lips sliding along the cock, leaving a red trail of lipstick mixed with saliva as the crowd came to a hush. A microphone must have been placed underneath me as I could hear my sucking and gagging noises fill up the space of the club through the sound system.Kevin was unsuccessfully attempting to pull the thong away from my pussy from behind me. He was pulling so hard that it was becoming painful as the strings dug into my shoulders, mixing with the now sensational pain from the sensors coursing through every muscle of my body. I couldn’t believe it but I was becoming impatient with him, wishing he would just get it over with and fuck me already. Finally I felt the entire outfit go limp and fall to the sides of my body, signaling that he had grown so frustrated that he had cut the back string of the outfit and I was now essentially naked in front of all of these people. Brittany paused from her assault on my mouth long enough to grip the monokini and slide it out from underneath me, leaving me completely naked on the table, my breasts now free and swaying underneath me.Finally (what do I mean, finally?) I felt my pussy start to wrap around Kevin’s cock from behind me. He pushed it in just an inch before pulling it back out, eliciting a loud boo from the crowd as he laughed. Again he pressed it against me only to remove it after an inch. One more time he repeated the tease. I couldn’t stand the electricity anymore and would do anything to make it stop. Once the strapon was momentarily removed from my mouth I screamed at the top of my lungs.”Please just fuck me already!”The crowd cheered loudly and I could hear Brittany clapping above me as she slid the black cock back inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. Before she could pull it out I felt Kevin’s cock in its entirety quickly and roughly shove deep down inside of me with a force I’d never felt before, pinning me hard into the glass table’s edge and making me yell painfully into the dildo in my mouth as the crowd again started to go wild. Kevin and Brittany quickly settled into a rhythm as I finally felt the relieving double shock from the sensor in my pussy. Little did I know that, before this night was through, türbanlı siirt escort bayan I would be yearning for the feeling of the constant buzz of electricity that I had been feeling as a result of my pussy not being used… it was in for a long night.Kevin was angrily fucking me from behind and Brittany was answering his every thrust with an equally aggressive one in my mouth. I had grown talented at deepthroating but this cock was larger than any I had ever taken and was being thrust so hard that it felt like someone was repeatedly punching the back of my throat as hard as they could. The crowd had again gone quiet, listening intently to the sounds of the see saw fucking going on in front of them on the massive stage. The cameras were continuously panning around us, zooming in and out to give those without a good view a wonderful show on the huge monitors around the club. I would later learn that they even had small screens going in the bathrooms and garage that were displaying the show so that, regardless of where you were in the club, you could see me getting fucked at both ends.Kevin began roughly squeezing my hips and then periodically smacking my ass hard, causing me to wince and squeal. I began to feel the signature twitch and then felt him press all the way inside of me, his tensed body now pressing up against my ass and thighs. He let out a loud moan as I felt the cum begin to gush inside of me and, from looking at the monitor I could barely make out, I saw the white substance start to drip out of me as he pulled his semi-erect cock out of my pussy. Finally Brittany squeezed on the balls of her dildo and another gush of cum rushed out of the dildo and into my mouth, catching me by surprise as I didn’t expect it to be an ejaculating dildo (silly me). It was such a surprise that only a portion stayed in my mouth and the rest leaked out the sides. It was then that I heard a metallic sound underneath me, keeping pace with the drips out of my mouth. I looked down and noticed that there was a small semi-circle cut out the floor underneath me where a metal bowl had been placed. The cum was collecting in the bowl as I saw another bowl behind me collecting the semen that was now flowing out of my pussy as it made it’s way back down and out of me. The crowd again erupted as I looked to the stairway leading up to the stage. There was a wall of monitors just atop the stairway, there must have been four monitors there, all with what had to be at least fifty numbers flashing on them. People were checking the monitors and then getting into different lines leading up to the stairs, the lines creating such a mass of people that it made the rest of the club look almost empty. A man made his way to the top of the stairs and began making his way over to me, pulling his cock out of his trousers as he walked straight in front of me, between the ‘Y’ of my arms and then shoved his erect 8 inches into my recovering mouth. He roughly grabbed my ponytail and began forcing my head up and down on his cock as I felt another man behind me lining his cock up with my pussy, everything being recorded by the cameras and being burned into my memory, never to be forgotten.So it went for what must have been the next three hours. Periodically there would be a woman with a comically large dildo that she would shove inside my pussy, always answered by a groan from my mouth and cheers from the crowd as they watched my pussy expand to accept it. To my knowledge there was never an unhappy customer… I know for a fact that every ticketholder deposited at least one load of cum inside of me, and I’m sure that Kevin and Brittany never turned away a returning ticketholder or someone that simply walked up and offered them cash for a turn. I would occasionally see Brittany walk over and lean down for a closer look at the cock that was currently stroking in and out of my mouth and nod approvingly. Sometimes she would lean down and whisper “encouragement” in my ear, things like:- “You’re doing great Candi, they can’t wait for your next show!” – “Keep up the good work, slut… only about a fifty more to go!” – “Wow, that’s a big one sweetie, but you’re working it like a pro!”Finally the last few men dropped their loads inside of me and made their way off of the stage. I had lost all sense of time and was exhausted beyond anything I’d ever felt before. Every muscle in my body was on fire. My nipples were stinging from all of the twisting and pinching they had endured. Thankfully my pussy and mouth had basically gone numb about an hour into this ordeal, so surprisingly they weren’t in too rough of shape, though I couldn’t even close my mouth and I could feel the gaping hole where my once tight asshole had been previously.Brittany pranced up on stage with a big smile on her face. She cheered as she released me from my bonds and slowly stood me up, my back screaming at me from being stuck in that position for such a long time. She again walked me to each corner of the stage and had me take a bow as those that remained in the crowd applauded the show I had just been made to put on for them. I silently cursed each of them, wondering which of their cocks, real or fake, had just been thrust inside of me. Finally Kevin made his way out onto the stage and placed a chair in the middle as Brittany led me over to it and sat me down. Thankfully there were no dildos spiking up from this chair and they didn’t even tie me to it… what was the need at this point? I wasn’t going anywhere with how beat up and exhausted I was.Brittany again appeared in front of me and set something in my lap. I looked down to see that it was one of the metal bowls that had been collecting the massive amounts of cum that leaked out of me. My tongue and throat had gone completely numb through the first hour of the show, resulting in me basically losing the ability to swallow any of the cum that was shot into my mouth. That resulted in a bowl that was full of what had to be nearly a quarter gallon of cum mixed together. Brittany again appeared with the other bowl which was almost just as full and I watched as she slowly poured the contents of that bowl into the one sitting on my lap, filling it almost to the brim and creating what had to be at the very least a half gallon of semen in front of me. Flashbacks to my first training session with my master flashed into my eyes where I was made to down glasses full of his cum concoction in order to retrieve my belongings.Kevin tilted my head back and shoved a funnel into my mouth. Brittany picked up the bowl and began to slowly pour the contents down the funnel and into my mouth. I would occasionally gag and jerk my head around to try and spill whatever was left in the bowl to end this hellacious experience, but it was to no avail. Slowly but surely the cum began to slowly trickle out, signaling that the end was near. Finally the funnel was removed and I could feel my belly expanding to fit the massive amount of semen inside of it, like that bloated feeling you get when you drink way too much water and can feel it sloshing around inside of you. Brittany placed the bowl on my lap and told me to lick it clean. Defeated, I picked up the bowl and slowly licked around the sides, choking down the last of the cum. Finally there was a clean bowl in front of me and the crowd again gave a respectful applause as I was led down off of the stage.Brittany was ecstatic when we reached the bottom of the stairs.”Holy fuck Candi, that was the best show they’ve ever put on here. The producers loved it, they’re going to splice all of that together and make one hell of a DVD. Can you believe it, you’re a fucking pornstar?! Kevvy and I will get a chunk of the profits and, combined with the tickets we sold for your services tonight, we came out WAY ahead on this deal. Plus the club owners said that you’re welcome to come back for a repeat performance ANYTIME!”I barely heard a word that she said. I collapsed on one of the chairs in the dressing room and felt hands all over me. People were pulling my old clothes back onto me and then I was finally stood back up, the chair pulled away, forcing me to stand once again. The men and Kevin once again led me out of the club, through the hallway and garage and back to the Escalade. My pea coat was long gone apparently as I was paraded in just the window dress and undergarments with nowhere to hide, but I no longer cared. I was leaving, and that was enough to make me happy, even in my current state. The doors to the Escalade were flung open and I was again forced to sit on the pink dildo jutting out from the seat in the back. They apparently had mercy on me as I wasn’t forced into any more handjobs or blowjobs and the trip home was significantly shorter than the trip to the club, so Kevin had without a doubt taken a bumpy detour in the beginning as I had suspected. Eventually we pulled up to the outside of my Master’s neighborhood when the Escalade pulled off to the side of the road. The doors were opened and I was tossed out to the side of the road with my clutch thrown to me… locked shut and I didn’t have the key. The Escalade abruptly pulled away türbanlı escort siirt from the curb and sped off down the road. Here I was, around 6 a.m. on a Monday morning and I now had to walk four blocks into the neighborhood to get to my Master’s house where I had no idea what else would be waiting for me. People would be leaving for work soon, so I hurriedly walked, as much as I could given how tired I was and the heels I was wearing, to my Master’s house. I made it up to the doorstep where I saw a note and small package waiting on the doorstep. The note read:”Candi – welcome back! I have no doubt that you enjoyed your night with Kevin and his friends. As a reward, here are the keys to your car. You are free to return to your apartment now. And no, the key to your apartment is not on your key ring, but rest assured I will leave it on your kitchen counter as I leave your apartment and I will leave it unlocked for you to get in. I had to make a copy and let myself in to make a few improvements to your living situation – surely you understand.”What?! He had been to my apartment?! He knew where I lived and had actually gone there?? This was going so far beyond even my wildest fears. I quickly snapped back into reality and let the combination of adrenaline and anger keep me awake as I sped back to my apartment. I pulled into my apartment complex and surveyed the parking lot. Thankfully it was a short walk to my door, but I couldn’t let any of my neighbors see me like this. I was certainly not rich, but not poor also and lived in a fairly nice complex where a person dressed as I was simply would not be acceptable, even if I were actually the woman I was being portrayed as. I decided it was clear and threw the door open, again semi-running to my apartment building and to my door on the 2nd level, nearly tripping up the stairs. The door was unlocked, as he had stated it would be.As soon as I walked in everything looked just as I had left it and I let out a relieved sigh. My kitchen and living room were unchanged and my fears started to wither away. I leaned over on my kitchen counter and felt my head spinning as I saw my apartment key as well as another key next to a note. I picked up that note and read:”Welcome home, Candi! Here is the apartment key I promised as well as a key to let yourself out of those heels (if you’d like, at least… I know how you love wearing them!). Go ahead and take a look around, I’m sure you’ll approve of my improvements to your living quarters.”Improvements? Nothing seemed out of place. I feverishly unlocked my clutch and removed the keys to release me from my heels. I was in such a rush that I carelessly kept the clothes I was wearing on as I sprinted to my bedroom. As I was running down my hallway past my guestroom I froze in my tracks.Looking inside I saw that he had turned what had been my spare room into some kind of bondage room. One wall was completely full of sex toys and bondage gear on a tack board. There in the middle of the room was the device that I had been trained on how to take a cock in my pussy and mouth. There was the chair that I was also trained on how to take cocks from different positions. The bed that I had been chained to in my Master’s spare room was in the center of the bedroom with the chains hanging down from the headboard. I swung open the closet and saw a wide array of mini dresses and costumes, ranging from a naughty schoolgirl to a slutty cheerleader, a naughty nurse to a slutty witch… anything a slutty girl would ever think to dress up as for Halloween seemed to be in my closet now where I had stored my winter clothing. I looked in the corners of the room and saw cameras nailed to each corner with the red lights activated, signaling that they were recording my discovery of these “improvements”.I clumsily backed out of the room, trying to avoid being caught on camera. Down the hall on the other side was the other spare room, which I didn’t even bother walking into. From the outside I could again see the cameras and, there in the middle of the room was a top of the line tanning bed in the middle. On the dresser was all kinds of what appeared to be tanning lotions. The door to the closet was open and as I peered in front the hallway I could see the dummy heads of mannequins donning about seven or eight different wigs. More clothes were hanging in that closet as well.I stumbled into my bedroom and again was caught completely off guard. My entire room had been painted pink. Gone were the posters and pictures of sports figures I had on my walls, instead replaced by blown up pictures of me “performing” as Candi. There was a picture of me with Jerome’s cock buried deep in my mouth. Another picture of me posing for the cameras down in my Master’s dungeon, lifting up my skirt and blowing the camera a kiss. Pictures like those covered the walls, and I noticed upon closer inspection that they were nailed to the walls.My bed was now sporting a new pink and white comforter with a copy of my tattoo written squarely in the middle of it, complete with the white splash of cum coming off the penis for an ‘i’. I again saw cameras all over the walls recording my exploration. I went to the bathroom to clean myself off and saw that all of the contents of my bathroom had changed as well. Instead of my Gilette shaving cream there was now a melon scented women’s shaving cream. There was a depilatory cream to keep my body hair removed as well as women’s lotion in the cabinets. There was glue to paste on my breast forms and a case of the pussy paste that my Master used to create my fake vagina. I opened the drawers to my vanity and saw that there was a makeup set that would make even the richest woman jealous… all different kinds of shades of eyeshadow and lipstick, blush and lip gloss, everything a woman would ever need.Angrily I turned on the shower and ripped off the clothes. I stormed to my dresser and flew open my underwear drawer to pull out some of my comfortable boxer briefs. My breath was gone as I opened the drawer to only see dozens and dozens of skimpy, lacy thongs inside. I opened another drawer and saw it was full of sexy corsets and teddies. Another with stockings and garters. Another with blouses and camisoles. I staggered backwards and went to my closet. There, where all of my polo shirts and suits had been hanging were now minidresses, gowns and skirts. Where my jeans had been stacked was now full of black and white tights, jean and khaki short skirts. Instead of my sneakers and dress shoes there were now dozens of high heels from red knee high boots with a stiletto heel to some modest black high heels and everything in between, neatly stacked on a shoe rack that ran around the base of my closet.I screamed as loud as I could out of frustration and then collapsed on the floor, quietly sobbing, wondering what in the world was going on. Finally a voice came over the entire apartment through some kind of intercom system. It was my Master, who I now hated with a deeper passion than I had ever thought I was capable of. My blood was boiling as his voice filled my apartment.”I told you you’d enjoy my improvements – I think it really completes the living space. In time I’ll also change up your living room and make the kitchen a little more fitting for a woman such as yourself, but I just didn’t have enough time this time around and wanted everything to be a surprise. I’ll inform you of your new schedule and new duties tomorrow, but for now, just enjoy looking around at everything and get yourself a wonderful night’s sleep. As you’ve surely noticed, the sensors are still going strong inside of you – if you’re a good girl then maybe I’ll flip that switch tomorrow and allow you to recover fully, but until then you’ll just have to take a trip inside your new fetish room and find a dildo on the wall to please yourself with.”The intercom clicked off and the room began to spin. This couldn’t be happening. Before this place was my escape, where I could come to feel normalcy and like a man once again. Now I had no escape, he had taken everything from me and knew everything there was to know about me. I had to get out, I had to leave this place. I’d just get in my car and drive. I sprinted, completely naked, not even thinking, to the door. It was locked with an electronic lock, as was the patio door, as were all of the windows. I was trapped. Suddenly a strong surge came through the ring on my clit, forcing me to my knees. The intercom again clicked on.”I expected that, Candi. But you’ll eventually learn to embrace your new duties and even enjoy them. Every time you disobey, you will receive that same shock or one much worse if you really piss me off. Now go take a shower and get dressed for bed… and keep in mind that you’re always on camera in the back rooms, which is tied to a live feed on your website, which, I might add, is generating quite the revenue stream ever since I posted that your new DVD would be available for purchase soon. I heard it was quite a show. Off you go now, and when you get dressed, I think I’m feeling like seeing you in something pink. In your dresser drawer you should find that hot pink teddy. It’s the one with the open cups and the ties in the front – I’m sure you’ll know it when you see it. Slip that on with some of the white fishnets in your drawer, then your viewers will be waiting for your show in the fetish room.”The mic again clicked off as I slowly began to walk back towards my bedroom. The mic once again clicked on with a last message.”Welcome to your new life, Candi.”

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Brutal interrogation of a housewife (part 2)”My employers,” I said, “are very interested in some information you possess. I am here to get it for them. They have asked you repeatedly, but you have kept your silence. That must stop. So they contracted me to use whatever means are necessary to wring it from you.”Now I stood up and began to walk around her chair. At the touch, her fear twisted in her gut and she had to fight to keep her stomach steady. Fortunately it was empty. They hadn’t fed her in two days.”Tell us, Alicia,” I murmured, “where is the box?” It was a gentle question. “Won’t you tell me?”” I do not know what you are talking about. And that’s all I can say” she repeated for the hundredth time since being captured.”We know that, Alicia. Tell us where the box is,” I smiled.”I am Alicia…” but she was stopped by the impact of my open palm across her mouth. Her cheek reddened from the slap but she did not speak.”That was not an acceptable answer, Alicia. Any response other than a correct answer to my questions will be met with pain. Each wrong answer will make the pain worse. Be smart, Alicia…where is the box?””I am Alicia…” this time my hand cracked twice, a forward stroke and then an immediate return slap with the knuckles, across her face. She felt the joint of her jaw pop in and out of place.”Alicia,” I lowed. “I am your friend. Your ONLY friend. Your comrades cannot find you, even if they look. Your husband has abandoned you. Your family will soon believe you are dead and will forget you and go on with their lives. The Commander of this base wants to kill you as an enemy agent…but first he would tie you over a chair and let his soldiers **** you one after the other. Only I can help you. Now…help me to help you. Where is the box?””I am…” This time it was a punch in the mouth. The taste of blood, hot and coppery, reached her tongue.”Unacceptable response, Alicia,” I replied. “Where is the box?”She did not speak, but merely glared at me with all the hatred she could summon. But it was a mask. She was far more scared than she was hateful.My hand shot forward, fingers bunched together into a point, and struck her between her bare breasts, punching the nerve cluster in her breastbone. I did not hit hard, but the nerves screamed in response as though they’d been slammed with a sledgehammer! Breath puffed from her lungs and her heart lost rhythm for a moment. Gasping for air, she wondered if I’d cracked the bone. “Silence is not an acceptable response, Alicia,” I said. “Now, why don’t you spare yourself worse pain…where is the box?””It’s up your ass.””Poor Alicia,” I cooed. “To make such bad decisions and cause yourself such pain…how sad.” Then I reached into my shirt pocket and removed two spring clothespins. Stepping closer to her, I grasped her head in my arm, used my free hand to grip one of her eyelids, and snapped a clothespin on the lid! Bright sparks of pain danced through the skin as the wood bit the sensitive flesh! But before she could react, I snapped the other pin on the tender stretch of skin which separated her nostrils. More pinching, biting pain danced through her nerves. But she clenched her teeth, determined not to let me see how it hurt and promising herself that she would NOT cry…I stepped back, briefly surveying my handiwork. “We’ll let you think about this for awhile, Alicia. Then I will return,” and I turned towards the heavy iron door in the wall, “with new, more painful, toys for you türbanlı osmaniye escort to enjoy!” I smiled, and closed the door. Alicia heard the bolt slam home. She was stuck.Trying to ignore the pain she felt, Alicia made herself concentrate on evaluating her situation. All her little tolls that may have helped her to escape were gone, even the eyeglasses with the removable, sharp-edged lenses. All she had now was her wits.Alicia closed her eyes as best she could, willing the pain from the clothespins to stop. It didn’t help much. In her mind, she pictured the pins and their construction. Perhaps she could use them to escape in some way… make a weapon or a lock-pick. Thinking about it made the pain less important, but it produced no usable plans. Even if she could use the pins there was no way to reach them. Her captors had restrained her quite well and she could barely move, let alone reach her hands to her face to grasp the pins.The bolt slid back and I entered the room again. I was smiling, and carrying a large valise, rather like a doctor’s bag. I was also pulling a metal table on wheels. Gleaming on the tables lower shelf were numerous surgical instruments. I set the table by her chair and placed the valise on top of it. “Well, Alicia,” I asked, “did you consider my offer? There are many unpleasant things ahead for you if you continue to be stubborn. Tell me, Alicia,” and he leaned down into her face, “where is the box?”Alicia spat in my face.I did not react with surprise or anger. She had hoped I would, so she’d feel she’d at least struck some kind of blow against me. But I merely stood up and drew a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped the spittle away. “Of course,” I said, “we can do it that way if you wish.” Then I grabbed the clip on her nose and viciously yanked it away! It was surprisingly painless…for about 5 seconds. Then the flames returned to her flesh, worse than before! Then I snatched the clothespin from her eyelid as well! The pain was so intense! “You see, Alicia, the nerves become numb quickly. Then the pain is easier to take. But we must not let that happen, yes? Now we have wakened the nerves again. Enjoy the ache, Alicia.”Turning to my bag, I withdrew a packet of dressmaker’s pins. Larger than regular sewing pins, they were nearly the size of toothpicks. I also removed a small plastic bowl and a bottle of alcohol. I poured the liquid into the bowl, and dropped the pins, one by one, into it. “I must use sterilized instruments,” I commented. “Don’t want to give you an infection and cause scars or kill you. After all, the Commander found you quite attractive. He may want to keep you for his pleasures after I’m done with you, and he’d be upset if you were too badly damaged. Now tell me, Alicia…before I have to get really unpleasant…” and he lifted a dripping pin from the alcohol, “…where is the box?”By now, the burning in her eye and nose had lessened somewhat. Her mind was dancing with thoughts of what I might do with that pin. Her heart was racing in her breast and pounding in her ears!When I rammed the pin into her shoulder, it hurt badly. I did not stop until I hit bone. Then I used another pin and stabbed her other shoulder. Leaving them in the wounds, I took more pins and pierced her thighs in several places including the sensitive flesh between them. Alicia bit her lip to keep from crying out, it hurt so bad! But she made no sound.”Where türbanlı osmaniye escort bayan is the box, Alicia?””Fuck you.””A pleasant idea, little one. But I hate to mix sexual pleasures with the pleasures of my profession. But don’t worry. Keep being stubborn and you’ll get all the sex you need when I tie you to a table and let the soldiers turn you into the camp semen dump. Or you could be smart and tell me…where is the box?””Go to hell.””I have a better idea. I will send you there…bit by bit by bit.”So saying, I gripped one of the pins in her shoulder, pushed it in to make sure it was hitting the bone, and began to wiggle it slightly. The sharp point sc****d against the bone in her arm, and Alicia whimpered in agony! Oh god, it hurt! She’d never felt anything so awful before! Tears, against her wishes, flooded her eyes and dribbled down her cheeks. Her fear shrieked inside her, warning her that he had made her cry with such little effort; surely there were worse torments in his bag of tricks! Could she endure more?I watched her dispassionately as she writhed in agony. My job did not include empathy with my subjects. In fact, it was prohibited. “Now, Alicia,” I said, still scratching the point of the pin against her shoulder bones, “where is the box?” But Alicia did not reply.I drew my chair close in front of her and sat down in it. Reaching out to her, I cupped the firm fullness of one breast in my hand. Curling my fingers around it, I caressed it like the gentlest of lovers. “Very nice, Alicia. It will be a shame to damage these.” Cold fingers of fear skittered down her back as I reached to the plastic bowl for the pins. Her courage almost left her as I drove the pins through the soft brown flesh of her nipples. The hurt shrieked in her body at the stab of the steel, but she did not cry out. A soft moan as small drops of blood fell from her large breasts. “Alicia,” I whispered…”why do you fight me? There is no need for all this. Untold agonies await you. I can burn your flesh, cut you, twist your parts off…hundreds of things which would sicken the devil himself. Or I can save you. Stop the pain and the fear and the humiliation. All you have to do is tell me one thing…where is the box?”Alicia’s guts were shaking inside her. She knew every word I’d said was true. She was helpless before me. I was free to do whatever was required to get the information they wanted. She knew my reputation. It was spoken of in low voices by other guards as she was bought into the interrogation room.. spoken of in terms both reverent and hateful, and so she knew some of the horrors I had inflicted on others who had possessed information my employers sought.She was sweating heavily, despite the cool dankness of this room. She hurt horribly all over. Fatigue from almost 35 hours without sleep; a sore, swollen jaw from being struck; a sore crotch from their brutal internal examination; a stomach in knots from hunger; the sting of the clothespins; and the burning of the pins in her shoulders and thighs combined with the still-living memory of the shiny steel scratching her bones…all of them weighed on her. She was so tired and sore…”Where is the box?” The muscles of her jaw vibrated like a wet puppy. “I know you want to tell me, Alicia. Please…it’s the only way I can help you. Stop the pain and hurt. Tell me…where is the box?”I gripped the shiny X’s of pins I’d run through türbanlı escort osmaniye the buttons of her nipples and gently twisted them, as though he were adjusting the faucets in a shower. Jagged bolts of fresh pain lanced through her breasts at the twisting pull. Her eyes squeezed shut and her teeth ground together, lips pulled back in a rictus. She tried not to whimper and failed. “Tell me, Alicia” I murmured. “Stop the pain. Where is the box?””I…I…ah” her swollen tongue was betraying her. Her spirit was valiant, but her body was still only human.”Yes, Alicia…you wish to tell me something? Tell me, little one. Tell me where the box is so the pain will stop.””I…don’t know…” she whispered.I stood up, angrily pushing the chair back. Turning to the small table I picked-up a scalpel. I dragged the dull side of its gleaming blade along her jawbone, tormenting her. “Then it is time for me to get most…unpleasant, Alicia. I believe I will start by cutting little pieces away from your ears. If you stand the loss of both of those, perhaps I will start on the tip of your nose…” I mused to myself. “It will sadden me to mutilate you like that, Alicia, but…well, you leave me no choice.” I pinched one of her earlobes in my fingers, and brought the razor-edged blade to the skin…”Please…” she stopped me. I froze, the blade almost touching her flesh. “Can’t we make a deal?””A deal? Of course, Alicia…we will deal. You will tell me where the box is and I will not hurt you anymore. You will live and keep all your parts, and I will be paid my fee. That is the deal.” I still held her earlobe in my fingers.”I…sort of had a different deal in mind,” she ventured.”I see. Is this the point where the victim offers her torturer some valuable thing in exchange for her freedom? Offers money or other information or even…” I paused, grinning slightly, “…sexual favors? Very predictable, Alicia. It’s always the same story.””So you’re not interested? I mean, you said you liked my breasts… that fucking me was a pleasant idea…wouldn’t you like to do that?””Alicia, I own you. If I wanted you, I would simply take you…orally, vaginally, anally, however it pleased me. 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My First Real Halloween College Party Pt. 1As we all know College has some amazing hot girls in it, and being a college k** I cant help but love the fact at all the hotties I get to see everyday. As a college k** I also have found parties to be just a bit fantastic, now here is a story of how my first real halloween party/parties went for me – And although it didnt nd in the best of ways I was still content with it all – enjoy.Halloween, the one time when girls fully embrace their sluttyness. The time when we get to see slutty nurses, maids, firewomen, etc. And there are also some calssic funny costumes and some other funny…and those that just wear yoga pants a shirt and some cat ears (so original). But as a guy I can complain – I love seeing asses out, or in yoga pants…and everyone’s tits pressed tightly together in their push up bras and etc. So I am new to my university, I’m no freshman but I basically am – I had just transferred to this school after 2 years at Kentucky. Dont get me wrong UK girls, man what I would of done to you if I could – but I’m not an asshole enough to be in a Frat. So here at OSU it was my real first party, and my real first college halloween party, god damnit i built this up in my head that i would wear this suggestie costume and maybe get lucky well i got close actually and you will see.My costume was pretty simple – I would be a human twister board, with one red circle over the general area of my dick and the spinner having the options of Right hand, left hand, mouth, and both hands – all having the majority of the board being red. The costume wasnt too shitty for $5, and it definetly got some great looks.I went to the party with my Friend AJ (he isnt really important I guess in the story) but its his first time Drinking – and he actually is a freshman….needless to say he did not have fun the next morning. Anyways we get to the party – it wasnt raging as much as I had hoped – but there were so many hot ass girls there. There was a girl in türbanlı samsun escort a sexy maids costume who i could see was wearing a pink thong on underneath the mini (and I mean mini) skirt she had on and her tits were fantastic pushed together and all. It was great. There was this other blonde there who with long blonde hair, decent C or B size tits had on a nurses outfit, god damn it was difficult not to walk around with a raging boner in my pants the entire night, it really was. And my costume was basically just a white T-shirt and white athletic shorts, shorts can only hide so much. First the girl in the maids outfit saw my spinner and got a good laugh out of it, she was eager to play, and hell i wanted her to play. She spun and got left hand red, I was pretty damn excited (what guy isnt excited to get his dick touched?). She starts to rub up against it with her soft yet slightly wet hand and I can sense i will be getting hard soon and everyone will see, but just as soon as she starts rubbing she stops – and backs her ass into my crotch and grinds away for a little then leaves to go play some Boom. Thats girl #1. They next girl came over and say the spinner – she was probably a little taller than 5′, I’m around 6’4″ so everyone is short to me. Anyways she was shorter – huge tits, at least D cups and they were in a push up bra and she had yoga pants on – I was pretty sure she was there with her Boyfriend…just cause there is a goalie doesnt mean you cant score…so she first spins and gets mouth on red – fuck yeah im thinking. But she tells me she has a BF and Im like well you spun you have to play (note I was completely intoxicated throughout most of the night so I probably didnt have some great pick up lines. Anyways I said you gotta play or do something and luckily for me the other maid that grinded on my cock before walked by and called her out. Right in front of the small brunette with the D tits, the maid sticks türbanlı samsun escort bayan her hand down my shorts and grabs my cock and says: “there now she is good”. What a fucking turn on, a girl just grabbed my cock in public, in a place anyone could see if they wanted, and it was so hot and amazing. Then she just walks away and goes to get more beers, Looking back I dont know why I didnt pursue her – I should of. Anyways I continue to mingle around the party, drink more, etc. I made my way back around to the little brunette who still owed me a mouth on red. She was so happy to see me again and I said she had to try again – and sure enough she got mouth again on red. This time I wouldnt let her get away with it – and she looked at me and blushed and asked where the bathroom was. I told her just go in the bushes and I guess i must of been to drink to get the hint – but I walked out to the bushes with her and she takes out her tits from her bra and puts them out for me to touch. Oh my god, so fucking amazing, they were natural, and her nipples were starting to get hard – either from me or cause we are outside in 40*F, either way I made my way to suck on them and get as much out of this as possible. The thought that people and cars going down the street could see us was such a turn on – and the fact her BF who was at the party could come out and see this was so risky and hot – in all honesty I could probably take the BF though – after about 3 minutes of sucking and licking her tits i try and reach for her pussy and she closes her legs and puts her tits back into her shirt. Damn, thought I fucked up or her BF was coming….instead she pulls me down and we start to make out while she rubs my already throbbing cock on the outside of my shorts. It feels so good, but I know its going to take a lot more than that for me to cum and I suggest we go inside and find a bedroom and warm up (something super stupid) – but she says türbanlı escort samsun she doesnt want to cheat on her BF (cause kissing and caressing each other isnt cheating i guess?) anyways we stop making out and she gives me her number and goes to get her BF and leave…something tells me they wont be together much longer.The party goes on and more sexy ladies come and go and play the game and all get a laugh and giggles and some blush and get picture with me. The night was pretty fantastic, I cant lie making out with a hot girl is fantastic any day of the week with me. As the party starts to wind down there is this girl there who is about 5’5″, brunette, a little bigger, but huge tits and huge ass, and one of the most amazing faces I have ever seen. I honestly just wanted to kiss her the first time I saw her – but i was a little more sober at the time and her friend (who I thought was her BF that night) was standing next to her and they were flirting while we talked. but AJ comes over and he is clearly not to sane to walk back to his place safely – luckily for me we have to walk by my place so AJ, Jordan (the girl), Mike, and I leave and walk back together. On the way back I learn that Mike is leaving for the Military tomorrow – I think it was Korea – and that Mike and Jordan were really good friends. On the way back Jordan screamed when a bunch of girls went by “My friend is leaving for the military tonight and no one will fuck him” – amazingly it worked and he ended up going back with a bunch of girls, and wfrom what i hear it was the best he ever had – a foursome.Anyways AJ, Jordan, and I come back to my place and I put my arm around her when I am sitting next to her. Jordan and I talked a lot while we made sure AJ was sobering himself up – AJ decides he just HAS to get back to his place, which happened to be close to her place as well so I end up walking back with them both even though its like a 10 block walk there ad anohter 10 blocks back. I managed to grab my coat before we left to go out, and I saw Jordan was Cold so being the gentleman I am I gave her my coat and to shorten the story – We got AJ back, and then I walked her to her dorm and got her number. I probably should of kissed her or something but we would end up going out the next night to a party and that is where Pt. 2 will pick up at. Thanks for reading.

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PUBLIC MASTURBATION IN THE BLEACHERSAll of my stories are based on events that I’ve actually lived. Some are totally true and others are true up to a point. It’s your challenge to figure out where reality ends and fantasy begins! With that being said…read on!Finally…the weekend! No getting up and going to work and having to worry about putting food on the tables of my employees. However, I will miss looking at my admin assistant’s sexy legs throughout the day while I fondle my dick under my desk. 😈 Instead, just a couple of days of relaxation and a lot of masturbation.Just a couple of hours ago, after the brisk morning air had warmed up, and wearing only a zip-up hoody, sweatpants (commando style 🙂 and my walking shoes, I set out for a long walk to get my daily cardio workout. I always take my iPad mini along just in case I find a nice spot to soak up some sun and catch up on some reading. 😉 About 20 minutes out, and about a mile from home, I came upon a Little League baseball field in the middle of one of the local neighborhood parks. Being off-season, and still early in the day, the place was void of any activity. Usually in the afternoons a few families will come out to the playground at the other end of the park and you might see a Dad giving his son some batting practice on the field, but this morning it was very quiet. The field has a small set of bleachers, about 3 short rows, on either side of home plate. I like to sit on the first base side because it places your back to the houses across the street and looking beyond the left field fence is nothing but greenbelt for as far as the eye can see. To the left, when sitting on the bleachers, is a parking lot (empty this morning) and to the right is the open park with the k**’s playground way at the other end, which is about two city blocks away. With the air warm and calm, and the sky clear and blue, I decided this would be a good place to stop for a breather. Climbing onto the middle row of the bleachers I sat down, leaned back against the one row above me and put my feet up on the row below me. Tapping the home button on my iPad brought it out of sleep mode and I commenced to look for some proper “reading” material. Since I have the cellular model I’m able to connect to the internet just about anywhere I find myself! Within a couple of seconds the browser opened and I clicked on one of my favorite sites, xHamster.com, and typed in a search for stories about masturbating in public places. Opening a second browser tab I was able to open one of my galleries of favorite videos and chose one of a guy getting a hand job by two very cute teenagers with small developing titties. Pulling the window alongside the story I had found of a young girl masturbating at her workplace, I clicked on play and commenced to read while glancing at the video and enjoying the soundtrack. My hand had already found its way inside of my sweatpants and was spreading the leaking precum all around the head of my cock. There was no sense in wasting time so I sat my iPad on the seat beside me and used the now free hand to untie the strings at the waistband of my sweats and pull them open while my “busy” hand lifted my balls and pulled them, and my cock, out into the fresh morning air. I have a cool little case for my iPad mini that has a “kickstand” feature built into it when you fold it back. I moved the iPad to the seat below me and stood it up between my feet so I could use both hands for other activities! After a quick glance to check the status of the surrounding conditions, I commenced to stroke with one hand while fondling my balls with türbanlı urfa escort the other. But, that position didn’t last for long because as the tingly feelings began to increase in the area of my groin, so also did the desire for more exposure and risk. Lowering my feet from the seat in front of me to the footrest of my row, I slightly raised my ass off the seat and used both hands to pull my sweats below my ass before sitting back down. My stiffness immediately increased along with the thrill of having my ass exposed in the public. I gave my cock a few nice strokes and cupped my balls with a little more aggression which produced a nice leakage of precum. Rubbing that precum all over my shaft and around the flared edges of my penis glans took my mental state to the next level. Pulling my pants over my ass wasn’t anything new because that happens every time I’m masturbating in public, I always want more excitement and with that usually always comes more exposure! If you’re into public masturbation then you know exactly what I’m talking about; you NEED to pull your pants down just a “little bit more!” I had quickly reached that point so I hooked both my thumbs on my sweatpants and pushed them to just above my knees and wasted no time in returning to my previous action.With my cock now pointing straight up to the sky, and long enough to be seen from a distance, I continued stroking. However, my balls were calling my name and asking to be set free for some full-on wrestling. You see, even though my sweats were down to my knees, I was unable to spread my legs apart far enough to allow my balls to hang loose and be freely grappled. It was time to go to the next phase, which is inevitable, because as all “Public Masturbators” know, eventually we reach the stage of “I don’t care if I go to jail” and our pants end up around our ankles. That’s exactly where mine ended up this morning! As soon as I had my sweats pushed all the way down I lifted my feet back to the seat in front of me and straddled my iPad. Now, with the ability to spread my knees as far apart as I needed to, I had one more thing to do before I could really get serious. Unzipping my hoody, I gave myself and all the wildlife in the greenbelt an unobstructed view of my nakedness from my chest down to my ankles. Having this POV only made me harder and hornier. But even that wasn’t enough! You see…I’ve been doing this sort of thing for a LONG time and I’ve reached a point of what a lot of folks would call EXTREME!While always keeping a watchful eye, this morning was no different than many others. My shoes were next, besides, that made it easier to pull my sweats completely off. I made sure to keep a firm grip on them as I reached down and pulled them over my feet so I wouldn’t drop them and then have to stand up and walk around to the back side of the bleachers to retrieve them. It was still “sort of” safe, being nestled down in the center row of seats. At least that top row helped to obscure part of the view of my backside from the houses across the street behind me; so as long as I stayed within that “minimal” cover there was a bit of protection from curious eyes. However, walking out into the open with my dick swinging back and forth could have been detrimental to my efforts.I laid my sweatpants on the seat next to me just in case someone was to drive into the parking lot. At least I could pull them into my lap and cover my cock. A couple of decades ago this wasn’t a problem because everyone didn’t drive around with a high definition camera in their hands! It’s not türbanlı urfa escort bayan that I would mind if they captured a little porn video to use for their own satisfaction, but those cameras also have the ability to dial 911 and announce that they not only can GPS my location, but they have the evidence to lock me away. But you know what…I didn’t care about any of that this morning, especially after I looked down and watched another seepage of precum string its way all the way to the footrest below me! In fact, the sexual charge that came with that caused me to toss all caution to the wind and I pulled my hoodie off and set it on top of my sweat pants. Now, sitting COMPLETELY naked, I could only hope that from a distance I just looked like a guy who was sitting on the bleachers, with his shirt off, while taking in a little sun to keep up on his tan throughout the winter. Even from the playground, which was still empty BTW, I was hoping anyone looking in my direction would assume I was wearing shorts and that was why they could see my legs. NOW…if anyone had a pair of binoculars, or a camera with a zoom lens, they would probably be able to easily see the huge pole sticking up from my lap. But I didn’t even care about that either! I was too busy stroking up and down with one hand while wiping the continual stream of precum onto my fingers and licking them off with my tongue. It was totally exhilarating being completely naked and pretty much unprotected in a public place. The veins in my shaft were protruding about as much as they could without bursting. I had leaked so much precum that it wasn’t even drying up anymore because the outer skin of my cock had been saturated with it. The slickness from that natural lubrication was beginning to drive me a little bit wild. Goosebumps were popping up all over my thighs as the cool air would breathe across my precum covered ball sack. My respirations were short and shallow as I began to make a soft moaning sound in rhythm with my stroking. As my semen started to climb the flagpole in my lap, my eyes closed for a second as I let out an elongated moan. Reaching the edge, I stopped my stroking action and held my breath. With a sigh of relief, that I had been able to hold off the building orgasm, I raised my head slightly and looked out across left field. In my peripheral vision, I saw a shape off to my right behind the centerfield fence. Shifting my gaze more directly in that direction, I was shocked to see a young woman standing on the walking path directly behind the fence. Her dog was sitting quietly by her side and looking into the field beyond. However, the young ladies attention was focused directly at me! She wasn’t holding a phone or making any effort to avert her gaze or make a getaway. I just held my pose for 30 seconds to see what she was going to do. What was a little surprising was that my cock also held its pose; it didn’t try to shrink away even though my inner voice had just shouted, “OH SHIT!”When the young lady didn’t move, and kept her eyes tuned in on my naked body, I decided to give a little test stroke to see if she was waiting to confirm my actions before reaching for her phone. However, after the first stroke she made no movement. Feeling a bit of confidence, I took my cock for another three or four up-and-down strokes before the young woman broke her stance. I thought, “Crap…this is it!” I froze in position and watched to see what she was going to do. But instead of reaching in her pocket, she took a couple of steps towards the field and leaned against türbanlı escort urfa the fence; she was getting more comfortable so she could watch me! Slowly I started jacking my cock again but it didn’t take long before I was at the edge a second time. I stopped and moaned again; this time a little louder but I wasn’t sure she could hear me or not. Here I was, naked as a jay bird, right out in the open, jacking off while a woman watched me. I didn’t want this to ever end, but my semen was really starting to push against my will.Settling on the idea that this gal was only there for the entertainment, and nothing more, I turned my hand upside-down and began rotating it around the head of my cock. That’s a hard technique to overcome, when the edge is lurking. However, I was able to stop for the third time and made sure I did so with a moan which was loud enough for her to hear. Turning my torso slightly to the right, I lowered my right foot to the footrest below, in order to give her a better view and gripped just under the head of my cock with my thumb and forefinger. Using a technique I like to call “Fast Vibrations,” I started a series of very, very short and rapid strokes; almost more of a vibration than a stroke. This brought me to number four and barely short of orgasm. I squeezed my thumb and forefinger together in an effort to hold back. I use this method all the time when I want to ejaculate a couple of times before I actually have an orgasm. It worked this time and some thick white semen oozed past the lips of the tiny mouth of my cock, which I caught in my other hand and promptly rubbed it over my right nipple. I looked directly at the young woman and repeated the technique a second time with the same result. This time I rubbed the pool of semen on my left nipple. Having had all I could stand, and after priming the pump twice, it was time to let this lady see what I’m sure she was hoping for as much as I was. Taking a solid yet soft grip, between two fingers and my thumb, I started stroking the full-length of my swollen-up seven inches at a moderately fast pace. I wanted her to be able to see the over exaggerated motion, but this is also how I’m able to obtain my most powerful spurts. With that feeling, which there really is no words to describe, climbing all the way from my knees and through my balls, I knew I was at the point of no return. Tightening every muscle in my core, I clinched hard and did my best to hold off the orgasm until it was unbearable. With an “AHHH,” a bit louder than necessary but enough to make sure she heard, I let go of three thick ropes of cum which shot into the air for a good one or two feet before the remainder oozed out and dripped all over the steel walkway below my legs. For my closing act, I looped my finger around the head of my cock and wiped up a hefty portion of my glistening sperm and then sucked it off my finger while looking directly at my one person audience. The young woman raised her arm into the air and gave me a big thumbs-up and then tugged on her dogs leash and continued their walk. I sat there for a couple of minutes to allow what had just happened to sink into my “forever” memory and then pulled my clothes on and tied my shoes. During the walk back to my house, the remnants of my orgasm drained from my cock and ran down my leg. I made no effort to cover up the fact that I was walking with one hand inside of my sweats. By the time I reached home, my batteries were recharging and my stiffness factor was once again on the rise. As I’ve been sitting here, telling of my morning adventure, there has been a steady leakage of precum and my desires for a second orgasm are at Defcon 5. So…I’m going to post this installment and then put all of my efforts (both hands that is) into continuing my weekend in the most enjoyable activity that I know… masturbating!! Hope you find time for a little pleasure in your weekend!- Thanks for reading. Your votes and comments are appreciated!

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Becoming LisaFrom when I was as young as 9, smooth and long blonde hair, I was always dressing in my older sister’s panties and bra, panty hose. My breasts were kinda girlish and i had long nipples that would get hard when I played with them. I was older now, but still only had a small 4 inch cock when it was hard. At least I could cum when I played with myself like this. We lived on a lake in the country in Texas and one day, I was playing with myself in the bathroom, in her pantyhose and bra one day when I thought no one was home and Linda, my mother’s college roomate, who was visiting, walked in on me. I was so embarrassed.Instead of yelling at me, she calmed me down, saying it was alright, just fun, and held me and stroked me and fondled me. Told me I was so pretty. I felt so good as she comforted me. ‘Come with me, baby sweet princess,” she said. Taking me by the hand.She brought me into her room and laid me on the bed and slowly undressed herself, her undies were pretty, with white lace around the edges. As she removed them, I could see that she had a shaved pussy underneath, no hair showing. I was amazed at how her pussy lips were so pouted out and glistening from her wetness. She had such pretty, long legs. Her big breasts leaped out of their bondage in the tight bra she threw to the side. Her nipples were hard.”Let me show you how sweet you really are, “she whispered and climbed on top of me and let her titties hang down in my face. I could smell the perfume essence of them so close. I was afraid to reach out and lick them like I wanted to. I touched them and she moaned.She reached down and worked my cock out of the tight pantyhose and pumped it, ‘Oh baby such a pretty little baby cock for Linda,” she moaned. I was so crazy I almost shot a load of cum right then. She licked my cock a couple of times, took a half dozen long sucks on it and straddled me. And then she sat down, moving her bottom so her pussy was right on my cock. She then wiggled it into the lips of her cunt and suddenly, she dropped down onto it, burying it in one short explosive motion, into her wet pussy. She wiggled around on it, rocking back and forth until it was in to my balls, and then rode up and down on it, on top of me, squeezing my titties really hard.Her titties were so much bigger and stood straight out and swayed when she rode on top of me. She was so beautiful. I wanted to look like that. She was the first naked woman I had ever seen so close. I began to hump back against her with each thrust of her hips.I was losing it so fast. and it just flew out of my cock into her, I came hard inside her for the first time in a woman in my life], spurting jolt after jolt of cum up into her pussy as she ground her body into me, crying little squeals of joy as she shuddered, cumming on my still hard cock.We just grunted and humped against each other for what seemed like an hour. Then she pulled off and spun around so her pussy was by my mouth. She lowered down and put her pussy against my mouth and said, “baby suck my cummy pussy,” and let me suck her cunt, burying my face into it, lapping it up like nectar, sucking in my own cum while she licked my cock clean, sucking it so hard it hurt me.Finally, we slowed down and she then laid on top of me and then me on top türbanlı sinop escort of her. She opened her legs wide and I slid inside them, her pussy wide open for me and I started humping my soft cock against her pussy, her legs tight around me.She then tongue kissed me wildly for another round of fireworks and pulled on my limp cock for a while and then got up and told me to get out of her room. “You should be ashamed of what you just did to me’ you bitch,” she yelled.She suddenly began crying hysterically that I had ****d her and I ran out like I was going to be killed and hid in my room for hours. Nothing was said for a few days except some stern looks from time to time. Until I thought I had imagined it all. I figured she was really mad and was going to tell my mother, so I kept away from any eye contact and stayed out of her way.Then her then boyfriend husband came to see her for a few days and I was sure he was going to beat me up for r****g her. After everyone was in bed the first night she came into my bedroom in her nightie, naked underneath, and sat on the bed next to me. She took my hand and brought it to her pussy. “It’s all wet again and I need you, baby,” she crooned. I held my breath. She pushed my hand inside and let me finger fuck her until she came, moaning softly.She told me to be quiet and do exactly what she said and brought me into their room that was lighted by a couple of candles. She told me that she had told Tom everthing we did and he wanted to see this pretty, sexy girl himself to know it was really true. He said that he knew I was special when he first met me and he wanted to see me as a girl. I was sooo scared but figured I better do anything they say. Also, I was really excited inside and truly, truly wanted to be a pretty girl for them.She quickly stripped my pajamas off and dressed me up in new pretty undies that she had bought for me. Really lacy tiny panties with a little tiny lace skirt and a tiny bra. She pulled my long hair around my neck and put some lipstick and perfume on me. I felt like a really pretty girl then and they both carressed me and told me how pretty I was.I lay in bed between them for a while while they played with me, kissed me, brought my tits out and over the top of the bra, making them seems so much bigger. They licked my breasts, sucked on my hard nipples and my tummy and she sucked and licked my cock. It was dripping precum and she showed it to Tom, who went down and sucked the precum greedily. He took my whole cock into his mouth and sucked so hard I hurt. She pulled him off it and told him to wait.Then Tom and she got naked and he had the hugest cock I ever saw at the time. He began to suck my titties and my nipples got so hard and big. He sat on the side of the bed and picked me up and sat me on his lap facing him. He held me tight in his lap and his cock was up against me. My breasts pushed hard against his own. She came in from behind and began rub my body with some kind of sweet aromatic oil and was reaching down and under to my balls and cock and then fingering my hole back there. I moaned a she worked the oils into my virgin pussyShe lubed up my ass and fkept fingering me there, finally shoving several fingers in and out türbanlı sinop escort bayan while he kissed my mouth and held me by the cheeks of my ass. She finger fucked me in the ass. Really hard and fast, rimming it out and slamming into me with each thrust of her fingers. It was so wonderful! I felt joy from it and I began to push so hard against her. I was a girl being pussyfingered.Then Tom lifted me up and set me down on top of his cock, moving my new panties to the side so his cock could get to my pussyslot.Linda pushed me down really hard by the shoulders as he shoved up into me and holy cow, he popped his cock head into my hole a good 4 inches. I started to scream but she put her hand over my mouth and said to be silent. if I knew what was good for me!She said to just let him fuck me and take it like a good little slutty girl. That’s what i wanted to be, the most slutty girl ever and I really wanted to be their pussy slave. I whispered, “Please fuck me. Fuck my little cunthole” and they smiled so happy.In just a few pushes his cock was buried deep into me and then he told me to slide up and down his cock, which i did slowly until I realized how good it felt inside me. Then I was going up and down that cock like a fuck machine, moaning and crying all at the same time. I loved getting fucked so much. I was his pretty girl, his pussyslut. He kept crooning that in my ear, “oh baby girl, you are my little slutgirl, my yummy cunt my pussy hole. Take my fat cock you cuntbitch take it and get fucked by a real man. That’s it my sweetie girl, my slut, take my cock fuck it faster. Do it do it. ”All the time whispering these dirty things in my ear, crooning, making me so hot for him to fuck me. My arms were wrapped tight around his neck as I rode his cock faster and faster. And he began to arch into me crying oput as hot fire shot into me, his burning cum filing my cunt with his manjuices, his love for his girlfuck.I was born as a true girl that night, became full woman, taking his cock, feeling his cum explode inside my pussyhole, his hands massaging my breasts. I was crying with so much love when he came in me, blowing explosive, firehot juices into me, filling my pussyhole with his love. And sometime during it all I shot cum out of my own little cock. All over his belly and chest. Later I learned to suck and pump his cock until I got a full mouthful of his sweet tasting cum. finally so much later that night, I slipped out of their room and back to my own bed, where I could still feel his cock throbbing in me, pushing out jet after jet of burning fuices into my very being.Over the next few nights I learned how to take more and more of his cock when I sucked him. Even during the day, while my mother, father and sister all worked in town, dad being away most of the week in the city]. We would have the house to ourselves all day long. Tom would have me walk out to the boathouse with him and suck him off or bend over and give him service for a quick fuck. Sometimes I did that two or three times a day. At least once a day, she wanted me to fuck her pussy.At the boathouse, in the bathroom, once at the kitchen table. She would say to give my pussy a good loving, baby, give mama a love load türbanlı escort sinop and then she lift up her skirt, with no panties on underneath, or drop her tight shorts and bend over the table, boat, sink, whatever was close and and I would just come into her wet cunt from behind and fuck as hard as I could until I blew a load of cum into her. The I would get under her and suck out our juices. She said I was her lesbian girl. With a little boycock for a clit. She had this really long thick clit that I would suck on like it was my own little cock. It drove her wild.Every time when it was the three of us, I would be trained at new things they wanted from me. I was an eager student! She would often suck my cock and fingerfuck me while I sucked his cock. With three fingers in me, she would reach in and massage what i now now is my prostate, driving me wild.He would lay me on my back and spread my legs and lift them up to his shoulders and bury his cock in me, fucking me while she sat on my face letting me suck her and she would be squeezing my titties and kissing him while we all came. they really broke me in as their own sex slave girl that first week. Anything they thought of, they did to me. And I begged for more. I was all girl, pretty and loved as a girl and I was in heaven.I was a girl from that time on. they owned me and still do. I was called Lisa now, and loved my name name, my girlname.They askedmy mom of I could spend the rest of the summer with them and I did each year for 5 years. We we travelled as mom dad and daughter. They gave me the female hormones pills that really built up my breasts and gave me a softer girlish body. They loved to show me off in sexy clothes to their friends. My breasts had grown a lot and they had me dress so they would show whenI leaned over. I did that a lot when they had friends over.Cock teasing was a game we played and they often used me in sexually servicing some of their friends as a girl. Most never found out I was a transvestite toy. They would get a bit drunk and Linda would bring one into my bedroom and help them get it into my pussy. My breasts were really nice titties now and that always kept their mind off my very tight pussy. My hair was permed so I looked every bit the real thing! I sucked a lot of Tom’s friends’ cocks and took a lot of cocks up my love hole over those summers. And learned to be an obedient slave daughter. Linda would get real angry if someone wasn’t nice. Linda hovered over me like a real mother buying so many nice things for me to wear.The roughest job was that I had to be a guy during the school year back home. always took me a few weeks to re-enter that world. get my hair cut short again, learn to walk and talk like a guy again, my father would kill me if he knew but my sister and mother knew and still loved me, keeping my secret.I did have one friend, Peter, in high school who made me his secret girl and he was sweet and gentle and I was his slutty pussygirl until I moved to California, yes, as a girl.Now I am out of college, living and working as a woman. I don’t want to go all the way with an operation because I love my cock, too. But now it’s my clit. I often lay on my back by the bed and lay my legs back over my head, my titties pressed up against me as I stroke my clit and cum all over my tits and into my mouth lapping up my own sweet juices. But having a hot man’s cock pumping cum into me is just the very best! Well, I do love to eat pussy, too.Oh myohmy, I wish I was on my back with a hot cock ramming it home right now. My clit is just oozing sweetjuice as I write this true story. I go by the name Liz, now.

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