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It’s been over a month now since my wife took on the dominatrix role in our relationship. Since then I have eaten my own cum, took a strap-on dildo up my ass, shaved my body, and dressed like a sissy cum loving slut. I love getting fucked in the ass so much that I actually cheated on my wife just so that I could feel a real cock deep inside my boy pussy, a secret I have kept from her. As if my life hasn’t changed enough, now I find out she has offered our spare room in our apartment to her friend’s boyfriend.

I heard a door open. I was trying to wake up, and clear my head from the popper high, but I could not focus on the time. Carol surprised me by coming back to the motel early. I was excited and disappointed at the same time. I so wanted Brian to put his big cock in my pussy and fuck me good and hard, but then again, Carol’s tits being dragged up my back as she crawled up the bed felt nice as well.

I was feeling a bit guilty for cheating on Carol, should I tell her that I fucked someone else and it was a man, or just let it go for now? I opted for letting it go for now. Carol lay on my back and kissed the back of my neck, then I felt her breath by my ear, “You look so good laying here clean and naked, with your ass all exposed and ready for some fucking. Wake up sleepy head; I need a cock in me now.”

I moaned for her, and then I twisted around under her as my hard cock slapped against her stomach. I smiled up at her and said “Mmmm, this is a nice way to be woken up. Come sit on my face and let me get you nice and wet.”

I attempted to grab her waist and pull her up to my mouth when she shouted “NO, just fuck me. I need your cock in my pussy now. I am so horny I want to feel you cum inside of me first.”

She sat right down on my cock with no resistance. She was already hot and wet. Really wet. Man, one night away from me and she was this wet and horny. I liked that feeling, what an ego boost.

She bounced on my cock, grinding her pussy onto my cock. Her juices were really flowing and dripping down my balls and down the crack of my ass. Wow this was hot.

She didn’t want this to last too long because she grabbed my nipples and pulled and twisted them. “Was my little slut bored without me? Do you need to release a load or did you jack off and eat your cum? I hope you saved enough for my pussy baby?” She said as she was riding my cock hard. She was slamming down on my balls and pulling on my nipples like they were horse reins.

I started to buck back up into her, “Ya, that’s it baby push that cock deep in my pussy, I’m almost there, oh ya baby that’s it I’m going to cum.”

She grabbed my nipples and twisted them really hard forcing me to scream and jam my cock deep in her pussy. Her pussy clamped so tight around the base of my cock that it stopped my cum from spewing out of my cock. The pressure was intense. When she slowed her orgasm enough to release my cock I shot four large spurts of high pressured cum, followed by a slow fountain of dribbles, that flooded into her pussy.

She jumped off my cock, turned around and sat on my face, “Now you can eat my pussy you cum slut. Lick it all out, every drop of cum. Mmmm. Ya, that’s it slut suck it down and swallow baby.” I ate and ate as the floods of cum flushed out of her pussy. I couldn’t believe all the cum I shot into her, it seemed to never stop. My mouth just kept filling up with thick juicy cum, salty and tangy.

Carol began to orgasm again as she crammed her pussy hard down on my face shooting her cum and forcing more of my cum down my throat. She finally lifted off of me and I was able to breathe again. Not that I was complaining. “So damn hot, did that big cum breakfast fill you up baby?”

I just laid there with a big grin and my cum smeared all over my face and neck “MMMMM, MMMMM, GOOD-morning,” I said as I enjoyed the cum taste in my mouth.

Carol ran her tongue across my lips, “I knew you would like that, now let’s get showered we have to go pick up David and Laura and meet them for lunch.”

I felt my jaw drop open, I was confused, “I thought they broke up, that’s what this trip was for?”

Carol was heading for the shower “That’s what I thought, but when Laura said they were “splitting” up I thought “breakup”, but is seems David’s father lost his job and they can’t afford for David to stay in school here, so he has to move back home. I told Laura we would give David a ride back home. Here’s the catch, David is very upset and doesn’t want to move back home right now, so I said he could stay with us for a bit until he figures out what to do.”

Now I was pissed, “Without asking me you agreed to all of this? What about our privacy? What if we left anything out at home and David sees it? How long is this supposed to be for?” The million questions started pouring out of me as I spat them out at Carol, who was about to step into the shower.

All my ranting and raving lost a lot of credibility when I was standing there naked, covered in cum, and beşevler escort my hardening cock dripping a big blob of cum onto my leg.

Carol stared at me and then took a step towards me “I’m sorry, you’re right I should have discussed it with you first. It will just be for a short time, and he will never know that you are wearing lacy panties under your clothes. Besides he will be in the spare room so we can still play, and it looks like you wouldn’t mind getting caught by a real man.”

Carol took her finger and scooped up my dripping cum, brought it up to my mouth, and pushed her finger past my lips. I unconsciously parted my lips and allowed her to feed me my cum. She stared into my eyes and smirked at me, knowing I would agree to anything. She then slapped my now hard as a rock cock, giggled as she turned, and stepped into the shower.

The thought of being seen by another guy all dressed up or getting fucked by him had me hard as a rock. While Carol was in the shower I ran to the adjoining door to see if Brian was there, but when I tried the inner door to his room it was locked. I peeked out the curtain and there was the maid’s cart in front of his room. I guess that was my fling. I was sad and my ass just ached to be fucked again.

We were dressed and ready to head out to pick-up Laura and David for lunch. It was still hot and humid so minimal attire, shirt, shorts, silk g string, and sandals. Carol had on a tank top, no bra, shorts , g string, and sandals. I loved watching her boobs bounce free and her nipples were a constant turn on as they poked through the fabric of her shirt.

We pulled up to the college dorms and I spotted Laura waiting by the curb, and assumed that was David standing next to her. I knew Laura but I never met David. With my busy schedule I was either working or at school when they came over, before they moved to Reno to go to school.

David looked to be over 6 feet tall, blond/red hair, blue eyes, unshaven sexy face, wearing a tank top, gym shorts with the school emblem, and sandals. I can see a big tuft of hair coming out the neckline on his tank top; his arms and legs were also covered in a thick coat of that soft blond/red hair as well. He was very good looking and damn if my cock didn’t begin to rise. Thank goodness I wasn’t getting out of the car.

Laura was short, like Carol, about 5’4″, big boobs that had to be 36d’s, long blond hair, tank top, no bra, shorts and sandals. They hopped in the back seat and introductions were made. We had a nice lunch and then we drove to Virginia City, an old gold mining town, and walked around. We headed back to drop them off and made plans to pick David up in the morning, load up what would fit in the car, and head back home.

Carol and I got back to our room and Carol told me to change into nylons, garter, g string, and bra. I guess we better play while we can, I thought. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself out and jumped into the shower to freshen up. When I came out of the bathroom I was all dressed up and ready to go. I looked over to the bed, where Carol lay wearing her strap on, stroking her cock, and looking at me with lust in her eyes, “You’re so sexy my slut, come over here and show me what a good cocksucker you are.”

I walked across the room, swishing my hips, and playing with my nipples through the bra to get them nice and hard. Like a cat, I climbed onto the bed, walking on all fours, as I seductively kissed my way up her legs. Looking up at her I started to lick the balls on the dildo; then up the shaft; then taking my tongue, I swirled it around the head before I leaned forward and deep throated about six of the eight inches of the life like rubber dildo.

“That is so hot, looks like someone has been practicing cock sucking. You look so natural with a cock in your mouth baby and all dressed like the cock sucking cum slut you are. I bet you would love a real one someday? Wouldn’t that be so hot to see what a real man’s cock would taste like, what his cum would taste like? Feel that first shot of hot cum filling your mouth. Oh ya, baby suck my cock for me. Make me all wet to fuck your tight little pussy. You want me to fuck you like the tramp you are? You need my cock don’t you baby?” She urged me on.

She reached under me and felt my silk covered cock, the g string was soaked with my precum and I was ready to shoot hearing her talk like that. I was also picturing Brian’s cock and how his cum tasted as I sucked it all out of his cock. “Look how wet you are thinking of sucking a man’s cock, you want that baby, you want a nice juicy cock to cum in your mouth so you can drink his cum?”

I started to moan with her talking to me like this and rubbing my cock, I was soaking wet. She knew me so well, yet it was still just play wasn’t it? She couldn’t possibly mean it?

She pushed me over onto my back and climbed up on me, straddling my hips and smashing her dildo against my cock. Looking down büyükesat escort at me, I felt guilt about Brian and guilt about being so turned on when she talked about men. She would not let it go. She was relentless. She was onto something and she knew it.

She reached over to the side of the bed and grabbed our tube of lube. She yanked my g string out of my ass and roughly shoved her fingers in my ass, being sure to twist them a couple of times. “WOW! It seems you don’t even need lube anymore, your pussy is open and ready for to service a nice big cock.”

With that she got between my legs, lifted my knees up to my chest, pointed her cock head to my pussy, and shoved it until she buried about half the length. I pushed out just as she pushed in and there was just a little twinge of pain from the initial break through. I let out a grunt and pushed back against the cock trying to suck it all in.

Carol was not going to stop until she got her answer, “You really like having a COCK in you, don’t YOU? You like when I SHOVE my COCK in and out of your PUSSY?” She would pull her cock almost all the way out of my ass, and then with each emphasized word, she would ram her cock back hard to reinforce her statement.

My eyes rolled up in my head. The pressure on my prostate was driving me wild. “God yes fuck me. Fuck my pussy, harder baby harder. I need your cock in me. I love having a cock deep inside my pussy.”

She shoved her cock all the way in smashing my balls with the balls of the dildo. Carol leaned forward driving the dildo all the way in my pussy, she put her face right up to mine, “I bet you would love a real cock in your pussy wouldn’t you? Don’t you think it would be hot to feel a man shoving his cock in and out of your pussy? Feel his hairy body rubbing against yours? Your tight little pussy exciting your man and making him want to fill your pussy full of cum? You know it would feel so good to have a real man fuck you, don’t you?”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I shoved back against her cock, the top of my cock popping out of my silky g string just in time to shoot my load all over my stomach. I felt so guilty and wanted to cry, but Carol wouldn’t have it, she scooped up some cum and pushed her cum covered fingers in my mouth, “I hope we can make your dream come true someday. I would love to see you suck and fuck a man. Now I know you would like it too. You make me so happy, I love my little sex slut.”

We lay like that for a while. Carol continued to slowly grind her hips, slowly pushing her cock in and out of my ass. At the same time she was slow fucking her pussy with the other end of the dildo embedded in her pussy, until she finally had an orgasm. I lowered my legs and we went to sleep with my cum drying between our two chests, and her cock shoved deep in my ass.

The next morning we packed up the car with our suitcases and everything of David’s that would fit. I felt really melancholy about not being able to dress up and have hot sex while we had our company. We made the hot four hour drive home.

By the time we arrived home, the temperature dropped about 10 to 15 degrees, but it was still around 85. Our closed up apartment felt like an oven when we walked in. We rushed around opening up windows and turning on a couple of fans. I quickly scanned the apartment for any toys or other incriminating evidence.

We showed David around the apartment, his bedroom, the one bathroom we would all share, living room, kitchen, and being on the second floor we had a large covered walkout patio off the kitchen. We grabbed some beers to cool down, before we set out to unload the car.

David and I went down to get a load from the car. On the way back up the stairs, David was in front of me, I caught myself staring at his hairy legs and tight ass. As I followed him I could smell his nice strong man sent that was causing a stirring in my cock.

When we got to the top of the stairs I assumed he would turn and walk towards the door, instead he just stopped at the landing. I didn’t stop and ran my face right into his ass. His ass was very firm and tight. I quickly apologized “Sorry about that David. I was thinking about where I was going to put the luggage and didn’t expect you to stop. You caught me off guard.”

David started to crackup, “No problem. I just got turned around at the top of the stairs and forgot which way to the front door.” I pointed to the left and we headed off to the door. Really there was no other way to go since the unit we lived in had our own doorway and our own staircase to get there. I shrugged it off and laughed.

We got inside and Carol instructed me to take our suitcase to our room and dump the dirty clothes on the bed so that she can start laundry. David chimed in “That sounds like a plan, mind if we share a load to go faster?” Carol told him it would be no problem to merge our clothes, saves money on the laundry room cost. I did not think about çankaya escort what the mixing of the clothes would mean until later.

It was sweltering hot upstairs. As it got later in the evening, the air became still and it was not getting any cooler. David and I were down to our shorts only and Carol just had on a tank top, no bra of course, and shorts. Carol’s tank top offered a lot of side boob views, making me horny. Carol took a load of laundry down to the laundry room, David was plopped on the couch, and I sat in a chair across from him flipping the channels on the TV.

This gave us a chance to get to know one another a little better. So far, David and I got along great. If we weren’t forced into being friends and living together, I could see David and I being friends anyway. I also wanted to check him out further. “So David, are you going to enroll in the local community college until you sort things out or what?”

David shrugged his shoulders, “I’m not sure, with Dad out of work I may have to just find a job and help contribute there. I just need a couple of days to figure out what I need to do. I hate that I have to give up all my dreams and education. I’m pissed and I know it’s not my Dad’s fault, I just don’t want to go home pissed off at him and cause bigger problems.”

I was listening to him and looking at his furry chest glistening with sweat. His nipples were so pink and protruded past the tuft of fur that surrounded each one. He definitely had little eraser nubs rather than just flat nipples. My mouth was watering thinking of me sucking on Brian’s nipples. I wasn’t wearing underwear making it impossible to hide my rising hard on.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, David put his feet up on the edge of the coffee table and his shorts opened up at the leg opening. From where I was sitting I got a direct shot at his cock lying down against his furry leg. What a huge cock head. From the angle, it looked pretty impressive in size.

I not only got hard, but a damn wet spot started to appear on my shorts. How was I going to get away with this? I knew I should have put on underwear, but it was too damn hot.

Carol came in with the first load out of the dryer. She walked in all sweaty from the heat of the laundry room. She carried the full laundry basket in, placed in on the floor by the couch, and sat down next to David. She started folding the clothes, and it was the delicate load. Oh crap.

David watched her folding all of the panties, and I could see that his cock started to creep down his leg. I could see his cock head flare a couple of times and his cock slightly jump in his shorts. He was getting horny from seeing all the lace and silk. David made a flipped comment “That’s a lot of nice pretty panties you got there Carol.”

I was screaming to Carol in my head ‘Oh shit don’t tell him that some of those belong to me, please’. Carol laughed at him and threw a pair of MY panties at his face, “A girl has to look pretty and slutty for her man.”

She turned and winked at me “Isn’t that right Tony? You love the feel of silk and lace don’t you baby?” What a tease she is.

I wasn’t going to let her get away with it, so I spat back at her “The sluttier the better. You know I like it dirty.” I turned to David and gave him a wink.

David grabbed my panties off his face, but I noticed he slowly rubbed it across his face first. I wonder what he would do if he knew they were mine? I laughed to myself. David stood up and quickly turned his back to us as he headed to the bathroom, “I have to get rid of some of this beer.”

Carol noticed the tenting in his shorts and smiled at me. She got up and came over to me, grabbing my cock through my shorts, “Look at you all wet and bothered. Did talking about your silky panties get you all excited or did David’s manly body do it for you?” She smirked at me as I turned red.

I wasn’t ready to admit anything yet, “The silky panty talk got me going; now I have to run and change my shorts and put underwear on, thanks to you.”

Carol giggled and grabbed my beer just as David came back in the room. Carol took a big gulp of my beer allowing some beer to drool out her mouth and onto my crotch. You could tell that I had beer and cum stains all over my shorts, “Oops. Sorry, I took more than I could swallow. That usually doesn’t happen.” She laughed at her own joke.

She saved my ass from being embarrassed, by the cum stains building up on my shorts, so I laughed with her. David laughed as well. Taking a piss must have calmed his cock down because he wasn’t tenting like before. The beers were loosening us all up, maybe too much.

We watched TV for a while. I announced I had to go to the store to get some more beer and food. I was gone for about an hour and came up with a couple of bags of groceries. David went past me and went to get the other bags. Carol was sweatier now than earlier, this place is not cooling off, I thought.

We ate and drank some more, then it was time for bed. Carol and I went to our room and I was horny and hoping to play a little bit. I was so hot we just lay naked on the bed with the window open. I wiggled down Carol’s body ready to dive into her pussy. She stopped me again, pulled me up on top of her, and told me to shove my cock in her and fuck her hard. No complaints here.

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“I don’t believe it,” Randi said, tying her bathrobe around herself as she walked out of her bedroom into the apartment’s living room.

“What’s the matter?” Anna asked.

“Steven… fucking… fell asleep.”

“Right after sex?” Calista asked.

“During!”

Randi’s three roommates giggled. “Oh, you poor dear,” Britt said. “Now you’ll have to walk the streets looking for satisfaction.”

“Well,” Anna said, “he did have a lot to drink. It was his birthday after all.” The four women had taken Steven to three different bars tonight, to help him celebrate.”

“Oh, it would have been worse,” Randi said. “He stayed hard, and you know it takes him a long time to cum when he’s had a few drinks, a really long time, so I had my own good time.”

“Too much information!” Britt shouted.

“Twice!” Randi said with a smile.

“Way too much information,” Calista said with a grin.

“You’re just jealous,” Randi said.

“Okay, maybe,” Britt said.

“Tell you what…” Randi said slowly. “Why don’t I share?”

Her three roommates asked her what she meant, all at the same time.

“He’s just lying there on his back, with a rock-hard cock that won’t go down. And he shows no sign of ever cumming. . So if any of you want to, you know, take a ride…”

“That sounds pretty wrong,” Calista said. “Even if you don’t mind, he should have a say.”

“Listen,” Randi said, “I know he’s got the hots for all three of you. He doesn’t want me to tell you, but I’m sure you’ve noticed. So he’d fuck any one of you if he thought he could get away with it. Not that I’d ever let him, if he were conscious enough to know what he was doing.”

“Still..” Calista said.

“Are you serious about this?” Anna asked.

“Absolutely.”

“Are you serious about this?” Callista asked Anna.

“And you’re not going to be angry with us tomorrow over this?” Anna asked Randi

“Absolutely not.”

“Okay, I’m in.”

“Anna?” Callista asked.

“I haven’t gotten laid in four… okay, almost five months. So yeah, I’ll take it.”

Randi smiled, and gestured at the bedroom door. Nervously, Anna walked in.

Steven was still on his back, on the bed, completely naked, his cock pointing to the ceiling. If Anna weren’t already soaking wet, this would have done it for her.

She removed her jeans, then took off her panties and laid them on top of the jeans, in case she had to grab both and run out of the room in a hurry. She knew there was no reason to remove her shirt, but decided to take it off anyway. She never wore a bra in the apartment; and with her small breasts, she only wore one outside when she had to.

Naked, she climbed onto Randi’s bed, looking at the cock she’d been wanted to see for months. Her pussy actually twitched as she thought about it.

Straddling Steven, she lowered herself slowly, as slowly as she could, onto his cock, and felt it impale her. At the same time she pinched her rock-hard nipples, imagining it was Steven doing it to her.

She wondered ankara olgun escort how vigorously she could fuck him without waking him up, and decided she didn’t really care: she was here, she had Steven’s hard cock deep inside her, and she was going to enjoy it, damn the consequences.

She bounced down on his cock increasingly hard, pinching her own nipples so roughly, it was starting to hurt. Oh fuck me Steven, she groaned, fuck me hard, fuck me hard, cum deep inside me, fuck me, fuck me… arghhh… yeah… arghhh…

She came so hard, she almost fell off of him, almost fell off of the bed. He hadn’t cum, and was still hard. Before she’d even come down from her orgasm, she was fucking him again, this time slowly…

When she came out into the living room fifteen minutes later, wearing her t-shirt and panties but carrying her jeans, Randi said “Wow, you look good ‘n fucked.”

“Yeah,” Anna said, “your comatose boyfriend showed me a real good time. Twice.” She hoped Steven wouldn’t be around tomorrow, because she was afraid he’d wonder why she was too sore to walk straight.

“Which one of you is next?” Randi asked.

“Don’t you think we’ve pushed our luck enough already?” Calista asked.

“He’s still pretty damned asleep,” Anna assured her. “And still hard.”

Britt chewed on her lower lip. “I’ll try it,” she said nervously. “You’re sure he won’t wake up?”

“I can’t promise anything,” Anna said, “but I gave him a pretty good workout and he didn’t stir.”

Britt nodded, and walked into the bedroom.

She was by far the least experienced of the four roommates, and she’d never had sex with a boy – or even come close – unless they’d dated for a while and she was sure she either in love or something close. She was probably the only girl on campus who didn’t own a dildo.

Well, Steven, you’ll be my dildo tonight.

She’d changed into a nightgown while Anna was in here with Steven, and now she just had to pull it over her head to be naked except for her panties.

She climbed into the bed and, assuring herself that Steven was still asleep, slid off her panties.

She slipped a finger into her vagina – which she still thought was a slutty thing to do, though she did it at least once a day – and felt how wet she was. She wanted the vigorous fucking that Anna had gotten, but there was a problem: she wasn’t on the Pill, and she didn’t think she could maneuver a condom over Steven’s penis even if she had one.

She got on all fours just above Steven, and lowered herself just enough to let his hard penis touch her vagina. She squirmed back and forth, allowing the tip of his penis to coat itself with her juices. Teasing herself with his penis was making her half crazy.

Once it was wet, she grabbed his penis and rubbed it hard against her clitoris, and shuddered as a small orgasm shot through her body. She continued to masturbate herself with his penis, feeling wave after wave of pleasure, but never the ankara ucuz escort big one she was being more and more desperate to feel.

Finally, praying Randi was right when she said that Steven wasn’t likely to climax when he was drunk, she positioned the tip of his penis by the opening of her vagina again and without giving herself a chance to reconsider, thrust her body down. It was the first time she’d had an unprotected penis inside her, and the first time she’d had one this big and this hard. She screamed as she had the orgasm she’d been working up to for the past ten minutes.

She knew she should get up now and let Steven’s penis out from inside her, just to be safe, but she couldn’t, not yet. Even though she’d had probably the greatest orgasm of her life, she still loved the feel of his warm penis filling her up.

She really wanted to do it all over again, and try to a second massive orgasm – she was certainly still aroused enough, and Steven showed no sign of softening – but she knew that would be pushing her luck.

As she climbed off the sleeping man, she made two resolutions: to get on the Pill; and to somehow, whether Randi approved or not, get Steven to have sex with her again. Fully awake, this time.

Randi grinned as she came back to the living room. “I never pegged you as a screamer,” she said.

Britt blushed. And then blushed again a few minutes later when she realized she’d put her nightgown back on but left her panties behind on the bed.

“You’re next,” Randi said to Calista.

“Pass,” Calista said. “Got a boyfriend, remember?”

“Just think of Steve as the world’s greatest dildo,” Britt blurted out, surprising both herself and roommates.

Randi laughed, then said “Calista, you’re going in there for a few minutes even if the three of us have to throw you in. Once you’re in there, with the door closed and Steve unconscious, what you do will be your secret alone.”

“Fine.” Calista said, walking into the bedroom and closing the door behind her.

Well, she thought, I’m not going to fuck the guy; but as long as I’m stuck here, I might as well check out the goods.

She walked over to the bed. This wasn’t the biggest dick she’d ever seen, but she was impressed by how hard it was – and it’d been hard for a while now, even though Steven was asleep.

She reached over and touched it, then pulled her hand away when she remembered it had just been in Randi’s, Anna’s and even Britt’s cunts.

She started to wipe her hand on the side of her jeans; but then her curiosity got the best of her and she very tentatively licked her fingers. Odd taste. Different from my own cunt juice. She’d always kind of wondered what another woman tasted like, but she’d never have actually experimented with lesbian behavior.

She did like the taste, though. And she wondered how shocked her roommates would be if she told them she’d come into a bedroom where a hard, naked dick was waiting for her, only to discover ankara yabancı escort the taste of cunt.

Well, it was like Randi had said: a one-time opportunity.

She leaned over the bed and ran her tongue along the shaft of Steven’s dick. Interesting. And no trace of Steven’s own cum, so Randi was right: the guy just didn’t cum when he was drunk. And she’s right that if I got naked right now and sank his dick deep inside my cunt, nobody would ever know. She’d feel guilty, though, and it would bother her the next time she was out with Mark.

But licking Steven’s dick clean… somehow I’m okay with that.

She ran her tongue across his dick a few more times, then took the entire head of his dick into her mouth and sucked at it.

His dick tasted of nothing but her saliva now, so she unzipped her jeans, reached into her panties, covered two fingers with her own cunt juices, and spread it across Steven’s hard dick. Then she licked it off.

This was easily the weirdest thing she’d ever done sexually, and it was making her insanely hot.

She removed her jeans and panties, climbed onto the bed, and slowly lowered her cunt onto Steven’s disk twice. We’re not fucking. I’m just coating his dick with my juices. Like dipping a teabag into a cup of water.

It does feel so fucking good though, she thought, as she lowered herself just one more time.

She got off of him – very slowly – then went back to licking his dick clean. When the shaft was clean of her cunt juices, she took the head of his dick back into her mouth, and sucked that clean.

Then she took more of his dick into her mouth, sucking it enthusiastically as her hand found its way to her cunt and she thrust one finger deep inside and she teased her clit with her thumb.

Reminding herself that it’s not cheating as long as she doesn’t fuck him, she brought herself to a wicked orgasm and as she was cumming, Steven’s dick slipped deeper into her mouth. He began to shudder and groan, and a moment later the first hard shot of cum was hitting the back of her throat, making her cough. Shit, he’s waking up! She thought as she let his dick slide out of her mouth. Before she could get off the bed, another shot of cum hit her in in the face, and one more on her shirt.

She dashed out of the room, closed the door behind her, and felt her roommates stare: she was coughing out cum, had cum on her face and chest, and was naked from the waist down. “Um…” she said, “It’s… not what it looks like?”

Randi went into the bedroom to check on Steven, and came back a few minutes later to report that Steven was still asleep.

And for all she knew Steven was asleep by the time she got back to the living room, because he’d had a really long night. “How did it go?” Randi had asked him when she went into the bedroom, as she gathered up Britt and Calista’s panties and Calista’s jeans.

“Fantastic. I can’t believe I managed to stay ‘asleep’ the whole time Anna and Britt were fucking me; but I lost it when Calista started sucking my dick and finger-fucking herself, and I started cumming like crazy.”

“So I noticed. Well, it was a night none of you will forget. Just don’t expect to do that again.”

“I understand. And thanks again: best birthday present ever.”

*****

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(The Story So Far: Virgin Ricky lost his cherry in bed with his upstairs neighbor, curvy BBW Lana, and her Army husband Bart. But he was striking out with his shy girlfriend Cindy– until they passed a peepshow and she performed a show just for him. What’s up with that?)

*

SEVEN

“Cindy, we need to talk,” I said.

“What about?” she said, smiling sweetly.

I stopped by the library where I knew she had a study group that afternoon, and once they were all gone and we had some privacy, we sat down, facing each other very seriously and grownup-like. “About last night,” I said.

“What about it?” she said.

Um, the rubbing your pussy for total strangers for money part? “You know, after we said we were going home for the night, and I went to the peephole place, and… uh, you did too.”

“That wasn’t me,” she said.

Now, you have to admit that was kind of a weird thing to say. If she really hadn’t been there, she would have said “What are you talking about?” But saying “That wasn’t me” meant she knew what I was talking about, which meant– what, multiple personalities? “I don’t get it,” I said, cautiously.

“It wasn’t really me,” she said. “It was me playing a part. That’s the only way I can do things like that for you, Ricky. If I put on an act, then I can make you very, very happy.” And looking into her eyes, the frankly horny look in her eyes, I didn’t doubt she meant it.

“Well, why don’t we come back to my place right now and we’ll both make both of us very happy.”

“I can’t do that,” she said, sitting back in her chair and taking her hands off my knees, where they’d been resting. “If I’m going to put on an act– it needs to be for an audience.”

My head was swimming now. This was exciting, and scary, and deeply fucked up. It sounded like we could do whatever I wanted to do– but only on her terms, which were, apparently, on stage at Radio City Music Hall. “What kind of an audience?”

“Who’s that woman you said you didn’t love, but had sex with?”

* * *

“I’ve got the popcorn and the Jujubes,” Bart said as we entered the peep show.

“C’mon, don’t make fun, she might back out,” Lana said.

“I don’t think so,” I said.

It was 6:30 on the nose– early for traffic in the peep show, I was sure. Lana and I went into one of the booths together. It was against the rules and there sure wasn’t much extra room, but we’d given the guy a $20 tip as we went in which he knew meant, Listen pal, just keep reading the sports section. Bart took the booth next to us. The music (“You Can Leave Your Hat On”) started, and the bead curtains parted as Cindy stepped out in a feathery blue nightie and G-string panties.

“Wooo-hooo! If the booth is a-rockin’, don’t bother knockin’!” we heard Bart shout from next door. Cindy seemed to be another plane of existence entirely, however, as she moved calmly, serenely, toward the pole in the middle of the stage and began to perform for us, wiggling her skinny little ass while I was pressed up against Lana’s bountiful tummy.

Lana squeezed around behind me and pushed me up against the glass, then she unbuckled my belt and pulled my cock out. Cindy watched as Lana rubbed it to full hardness while squeezing one of her own tits with her other hand, right beside my head. Cindy began to do the same, rubbing her hands up and down her breasts, each time pulling her nightie down a little lower until one little nipple pointed out, then the other. It was like titty stereo, watching Cindy show off her tiny, girlish tits while Lana’s plump bazooms rubbed against me. I leaned over and licked at her nipple and I saw Cindy’s eyes roll back in her head. Then she turned around and started wiggling her ass at us again, pulling on her G-string and giving us little flashes of the petals of her pussy. I heard a door open on the other side– new customer, a stranger– but Cindy didn’t seem to care.

Now Lana turned around and pulled her shorts down, pressing my cock into the crack of her big round ass. Cindy watched as Lana began pumping her ass against my cock, big fat hips working up and down like fat cams. Cindy got on her knees on the little stage and pulled her G-string down, showing us not only her soft purple pussy and the fine downy fur around it but her petite twinkling asshole as well.

She rubbed her pussy for a few moments and I saw her juices glisten on her finger. I grabbed onto Lana’s fat hips and let my cock drop down to find its natural place in her juicy cunt as well. Thrusting into her as well as the tiny booth would allow, I watched as Cindy took her wet finger and pressed it against her asshole, sliding it in to the knuckle and then back out again, moaning as she fucked her own ass.

“Sweet mother of Christ, I’m coming!” Bart yelled from the other booth and I heard the splat of one of his spurts on the glass. It didn’t take long for the same to happen to me as I came inside Lana.

Lana pulled off me and shoved me back toward the back, pressing herself against the glass. She pulled both tandoğan escort her tits out and began licking her nipples while rubbing her clit. Cindy turned over on her back, legs spread wide, and began rubbing her pussy. Lana began moaning wildly, muttering “Show me that pussy, baby, show me your juicy pussy for mama to lick,” until she let loose a wild cry of orgasmic delight and, a moment later, so did Cindy. On the far side a $10 bill slid into the slot and Cindy turned around, spreading her petals wide, licking her finger and then shoving it deep inside for the benefit of the stranger on that side. Then she took the $10 and ran through the curtain.

“Let’s all go get something to eat,” Lana said.

* * *

EIGHT

After that night’s show I figured Cindy’s virgin act was just that, an act, but as we all talked about it after dinner it seemed like it was for real, or else she was just really, really good at putting on the act. There were two personalities, Cindy on stage and Cindy off, although Lana was starting to make a dent in the latter by coming on to her shamelessly, which Cindy seemed to be responding to, in her shy way. Great, Lana was going to fuck my girlfriend before I ever got to. I hoped at least I would get a front row seat.

I thought maybe she’d come home with us, but she wanted me to take her home, and I got only some brief, timid kisses as she said goodbye. So it was a bit of a surprise when Lana told me that the four of us were going on Friday night to a platoon party. Oh, and she and Cindy were going to perform.

“No fucking way!” I shouted at Bart. “I don’t want my girlfriend performing for a bunch of horny Army guys. Especially a big lesbo show– is that what you meant about ‘Don’t Ask Don’t Tell’ not mattering? They leave you alone as long as your wife eats pussy in front of them? So what am I supposed to do during all this? How many dicks am I supposed to suck, and am I supposed to salute them first–“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, don’t get your panties in a twist,” Bart said. “There is so much more to this than you even comprehend, so just slow down a minute. One, my unit has a well-deserved reputation for openness in sexual matters–“

“Yeah, I’ll bet your unit does,” I grumbled.

“–not all of which I am at liberty to share with you at this time. Second, Cindy is a free adult, and she seems to be particularly excited about putting on this lesbo show with my wife, so as you’ve been sampling the forbidden fruit pretty heavily over the last couple of months, maybe you could drop the jealous boyfriend act when you’re not even dipping your wick yet, and go with the flow.”

* * *

Well, I wasn’t happy about it, but I had to admit it would be pretty hypocritical of me to object to anything at this point. So there we found ourselves at the rec center on Friday night, surrounded by about two dozen lean and muscular Army guys and gals, cheering and whooping as Cindy and Lana came out on stage in flimsy negligees to the tune of “Baby’s Got Back.”

Lana sat down in a chair, her legs spread, her ample bosom thrust up and out. Cindy started doing a dance around her, putting her heel up on the chair and letting Lana (but not the audience) gaze right into her crotch, then coming up behind her and grabbing two meaty handfuls of tit as she shimmied down Lana’s back.

Then she stood up on the chair, her pussy right in Lana’s face. She slid down, interlocking her slender legs around Lana’s broad hips, and the two of them kissed, slowly and passionately, while rocking up and down, to the whoops and hollers of the crowd. I noticed that the female soldiers seemed to be just as worked up as the men.

Now Lana stood up and Cindy sat in the chair. Lana pulled her fat, floppy tits out of her top and put one on either side of Cindy’s head, squeezing her between them. Cindy turned to take one of Lana’s thick nipples in her mouth and sucked on it, grabbing Lana’s broad ass as she did. Lana led her by hand out of the chair and onto her knees on the floor. Then she sat down again and spread her legs open. Cindy began kissing her way up her legs and, oh goddamit, she was going to do it. She was going to eat her pussy. Well, that settled it. I had to adjust to the idea that the reason she didn’t want to have sex with me was because she liked girls, and more than I liked sucking the occasional cock. Lana spread her lips open with her fingers and Cindy moved in to touch her tongue to them–

Suddenly the music stopped and the fluorescent lights started coming on in sequence, one bank after another, each one clanking and buzzing as it sputtered to life. The whole room seemed to go on alert– shit, was it a raid? A nuclear attack? Terrorism? A captain strode to the stage and picked up a microphone and immediately began giving orders. “First TSMC, report to barracks and prepare for immediate deployment, re-peat, prepare for immediate deployment.” The whole audience, except for Bart and myself, stood up and within tunalı escort seconds had cleared the hall. The captain looked at Lana and Cindy, then out at me. “If our guests and Sergeant Parsons could come with me to my office” were his words, but it wasn’t a request, it was an order.

* * *

NINE

“My apologies for the interruption to tonight’s entertainment,” Captain Marcato said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world for his rec center to be hosting a pussy eat-off. Cindy looked at me nervously and even held my hand. Bart and Lana seemed less concerned, which reassured me, slightly.

The captain folded his hands and looked at us. “Sergeant Parsons has recommended the two of you for a non-military role in a mission my platoon has been called on to execute. Frankly we expected to have more time and opportunity to win you over to working with us, but events in the threat zone seem to have raced ahead of us here.”

He took out some papers. “What I am asking of you requires not only your consent but your agreement to an oath of strict confidentiality. I cannot tell you in advance what the mission is, but I can tell you that it involves extremely dangerous enemies of our country. Your part in it is expected to not be dangerous, and may even be pleasurable; however, there is always an element of risk in any form of military service. It is a service, however, which will be of great value to our country. Are you willing to agree to all of these terms?”

Cindy and I looked at each other, nervously, and then at Bart, who gave me a look of cocky assurance. What the hell, I thought, and said “Sure.”

“Miss?” said the captain, looking at Cindy.

“As long as it involves an audience,” Cindy finally said.

“Yes it does,” he said, “yes it does.” He reached behind himself for a folder and opened it to reveal a grainy photo of a familiar face from the news. “Holy shit,” I said.

“That phrase may be more appropriate than you know,” the captain said. “I take it you recognize this individual?”

* * *

In less than an hour we were on a C-130. It was kind of bizarre that the same soldiers who’d been whooping at our ladies’ raunchy sex show now sat around us so grimly professional. At least, looking at them, you felt protected.

I looked at Cindy and took her hand in mind. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

She looked back at me and for the first time I felt that there was love in her eyes. “Yes, Ricky, I want to do it for you, and for our country,” she said. “It will be a beautiful way of… doing it for the first time.”

“I think I love you, Cindy,” I said to her. “Our relationship isn’t exactly the most conventional, but– I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“Hate to interrupt,” Bart said, “but remember, Cindy isn’t the only one who’s going to be doing something for the first time, partner.”

“I know,” I said, reaching across the aisle to touch Bart and Lana’s hands, too. “I love all of you.”

“Prepare for landing,” the captain said.

* * *

We landed at Crowley Air Force Base in Nevada and were greeted by a Colonel Reich; it was 0100 hours but we were too energized with the enormity of what we were about to do to be tired. We were hustled off the field quickly and a few moments later a blue and white 747 landed on the runway behind us.

From the air the base seemed to consist of only a few nondescript buildings. But once we were inside a glass elevator took us to a vast subterranean chamber carved out of the basalt rock. A glassed-in viewing stand stood, four stories high, along one cavern wall. Massive steel doors were carved into the opposite side, each marked with the Great Seal of the United States– the pyramid with a glowing eye. The floor, big enough to play Major League Baseball on, was mostly bare cement– save for one area covered with red shag carpet and a wide variety of pink and purple throw pillows.

We– the two dozen or so of Bart’s platoon, plus Lana, Cindy and me– huddled at the edge of the carpeted area, waiting nervously. Suddenly there was hubbub in our group and Lana nudged me and pointed toward the viewing stand. I could make out three or four burly men in suits– and then, in the middle, there was no mistaking him. It was the President.

We watched him shake hands with generals and an assortment of other guests as they filled the room. We heard another airplane landing above us and a couple of the soldiers grinned at each other. That was the “high value target” they’d been expecting. It was almost showtime.

The elevator started to descend from the top and we saw a large contingent of guards with automatic weapons surrounding some sort of large platform or table draped in black and tilted almost upright. At the bottom four of them moved out, forming an advance guard, while others began to wheel the platform toward the center of the floor, about 15 yards from the carpeted area. They chained it to a five-sided indentation in the cement of türbanlı escort the floor, and then they stood at attention. I could see the figure under the black drape stirring; it sounded as if there was some sort of muttering going on under it.

We continued to wait for a few more minutes. Then a spotlight hit a microphone and a famous Italian tenor–you’d recognize him in an instant– was standing there waiting to sing. A voice boomed over the loudspeakers, “Ladies and gentlemen, please rise for our national anthem,” and the fat, bearded tenor began to sing, his strong clear voice echoing throughout the vast cavern. I tell you, I’ve been to a lot of ball games but this version of the national anthem was really moving.

When the tenor was finished he was escorted into the viewing stand. Now the guards advanced toward the platform. Touching their radio headsets to their ears, they waited for a signal; it came, they whisked the cloth away and– a hush went through the crowd. We had seen his face so many times, in the newspaper, in grainy videos, the monster who had killed so many in the name of his religion. You could see why so many in the Middle East followed him– even upside-down, chained to an inverted pentagram, his piercing eyes, his tall, slender form, and his gray-white beard made him an imposing, magnetic figure. It was also clear, looking at him now, his dark eyes burning into us with utter hatred, that he was mad, a twisted religious maniac.

There was a bleat of feedback from the loudspeakers, and then the President began to speak, his Texas twang echoing around the rocky walls of the cavern. “The day of your capture is one that Americans have looked forward to for a long time,” he said to the figure chained far below him. The prisoner tried to talk back at him but the vast cavern seemed to swallow his voice up. “The murders you committed in the name of your perversion of religion could not go unpunished for long. No doubt you imagined that when we caught you, we would allow you to spew your hatred on our 24-hour news channels through the months and even years of a public trial. Well, sorry, that’s not how it’s gonna be. We have something much more interesting to do with you.”

The muttering from the figure spread-eagled on the pentagram stopped, and he seemed confused. “I’d like to introduce you to the fine men and women of an elite and top secret unit of our military, the 1st Tactical Sex Magick Command. Through the practice of arcane rites going back to the very founding of our Republic, they will punish you in ways you cannot even begin to imagine. Colonel, you and your company may proceed. Do what thou wilt.”

Suddenly the strains of Rod Stewart’s “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy” replaced the president’s voice, and flashing disco lights began to fill the room. At Colonel Reich’s signal, the soldiers around us began to strip their uniforms off, and excitedly, Cindy and Lana and I did too. Once clothes our were off, we ran to the carpeted area and began frolicking on the pillows as the monster chained before us watched in horror and disgust.

What followed was such a blur of orgiastic ecstasy that I remember only flashes of it– ramrod-stiff privates ramming their stiff privates into each others’ asses, their sweaty haunches slapping together as they plumbed the depths of each others’ holes… muscular women giving spit shines to each others’ pussies till they gleamed for inspection… Lana’s huge tits and belly jiggling as she was being fucked by a white soldier (I’d mention his rank except no one was wearing any) while she and I swabbed spit all up and down a black soldier’s cock and Cindy let him lick her tits with his long, pointed tongue… a smooth-skinned, hardbodied Latino standing jauntily splashing his piss all over a man and a woman as they licked it off each others’ bodies and fucked in the wet, salty mess it made… Bart eating a woman’s ass while another man pounded his ass from behind and a third sucked his balls from underneath.

So it went on and on for several minutes. But as the extended dance mix ended, the lights went red and the bombastic opening of “Carmina Burana” replaced Rod Stewart. That was our cue, and Colonel Reich barked at Captain Marcato, “Prepare to initiate insertion protocol.” Cindy arranged herself on a cushion, head pointed toward the figure strapped to the pentagram, legs spread open as her pussy glistened with readiness. I climbed atop her and my cock nestled at the opening of her virgin tunnel of delight. Bart climbed atop me and his cock nestled at the opening of my virgin ass. The others stopped their fucking and sucking and arranged themselves at the points of the pentagram around the prisoner.

Over the P.A. system a famous actor, well known for voiceovers in car commercials, began to recite words in Latin. At the precise moment that the music came to its climax, Captain Marcato said “Commence insertion procedure now” and Bart forced his way into my virgin ass, in turn pushing my cock into Cindy’s hymen and ripping it. She cried at the pain but also with joy at the knowledge of what we were doing; I too grimaced at the pain of Bart’s cock sliding up my ass, but barely had time to react when above us there was a tremendous flashing of light and, indistinct at first but growing more clear with every moment, the spectral image of a goat-headed man, legs crossed, flame coming from his head.

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It was wet t-shirt night down at the local pub. Feeling adventurous one night I decided to give it a go. I signed up and they gave me a white t-shirt and told me to be prepared to get wet. It was a quiet night maybe only twenty or so guys there along with the two other woman joining me on the stage.

I could see Hank sitting at the bar drinking a beer and videoing my first wet t-shirt competition. I was so excited. There I was standing in front of a bunch of guys waiting to be wet down and see which one of us girl’s tits they liked the best. I looked the other two girls up and down, I already had them beat on size. My large round DD tits stood out under the tight top. They both had rather small chests.

The MC paraded around us, introducing us and asking for a comment.

“This is Carly her first time and I might add an amazing set of tits you have my dear!” he said.

“Thanks, I’m doing this for my hubby Hank who loves to see a wet pair of tits.” and I rubbed them around. The crowds cheered ulus escort and starting shouting ‘bring on the water’.

With that three guys came out with spray bottles and starting wetting us. My nipples were rock hard from the cold water. The MC then came along and asked the guys which they liked best. First was Nikki her small tits barely showing from beneath the wet shirt. She got a small round of applause from the men. Then it was Kara’s turn she lifted up her top to show all the men her wet tits. She got a big round of applause and cheering for that. I had to do something to top that.

I was glad it was a hot night and I was wearing a short denim skirt and no panties hoping to get some action from Hank on the way home. The MC came up to me,

“How about Carly and her big wet titties?” I then turned around lifted my skirt and bent over. Giving the crowd a view of my nice firm tight ass and pussy. I got the biggest applause and cheers for yenimahalle escort that.

“And I think we have our winner!” the MC shouted above the cheering.

After quite a few celebration drinks, I was getting pretty drunk. The pub had become quieter only about ten guys including two bartenders were still there. I kept whispering into Hank’s ear how I wanted to suck his cock. That being up there in front of all those guys had made me so horny.

When a tall handsome guy came over to ask if he could have his photo with me. I thought sure I was up for that. He put his arm around me and squeezed me in tight with his other hand he squeezed my tit as his friend took the photo. He started talking to Hank but kept his arm around me. Hank leaned in and whispered to me

“Would you like to suck his cock?” I grinned at him and went down on my knees in front of the tall handsome guy. I undid his zipper and pulled his big 9-inch cock out of his pants. He didn’t seem to mind at all.

I began licking his shaft up and down then took his cock into my mouth. I could see a few of the guys had come up to cheer him on, this only made me hornier. Being drunk time flies and soon I had cocks all around me and was going from cock to cock sucking them all while Hank was standing by videoing it all. When I was sucking off one guy I could see the others stroking their cocks waiting their turn.

Then they lifted me onto a table laying me on my back, immediately I had a cock back in my mouth while another guy was spreading my legs open. His tongue felt great on my throbbing clit as he lapped it up. I was so hot and wet I wanted a cock so badly. He then thrust his cock into me hard, just the way I like to be fucked. Having just wanted to be fucked hard, I didn’t care when they all took turns fucking me.

I had cum all over my face, in my mouth and my pussy. Having about twelve guys fuck me and treat me like the slut I am was amazing. Looking over at Hank now and then he had the biggest smile on his face. Hank loves to watch me get fucked.

So I then became a regular contestant in the local’s wet t-shirt comp. I looked forward to those nights when I got my tits all wet and then fucked till I couldn’t walk!

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It was Thursday afternoon. I grabbed my keys and headed down to the lobby to collect my mail. I was excited for the weekend as Mandy was coming to stay. I always enjoyed my time with Mandy, and she knew how to get me so wet. As I collected my mail, I noticed one of Margaret’s friends who I met at her get together a few weeks ago.

“Hi beautiful.” He said, as we collected our mail.

“Hi, how are you.” I replied.

“Yeah, I’m not bad. What are you up to this weekend?” He asked.

“I have a girlfriend of mine staying for the weekend.”

“I’m having a get together Saturday night. You and your friend are welcome to come along if you’re interested in a little fun.” He said with a smile.

“Sounds good. I’ll check with my girlfriend.” I replied.

“The guys are arriving about six. Hope to see you both.” He said, as he walked off.

I spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning the apartment, before relaxing on the couch. As I thought about Mandy coming to stay and the invite on Saturday night, I couldn’t resist playing with my pussy. I slid my hand between my legs and felt how wet I was getting. I got up and headed to the bedroom and pulled out a few toys before heading back to the lounge. I put on a movie and made myself comfortable on the floor before turning on my vibrator and softly pressing it against my pussy. Already wet, I slowly slid it inside my pussy as I let out a soft moan. I looked up at the TV, as a group of guys stroked their cocks watching a woman undress on the bed. I started to imagine it was me being surrounded, helpless and ready to be used. I slid the vibrator out of my pussy before grabbing the second toy, which was a large dildo. I spread my legs wide apart and slid the dildo slowly inside me. It felt so good inside my pussy as I slid it in and out slowly. With my pussy full, I grabbed the vibrator and toyed the rim of my arse before easing it inside me. As I fucked my pussy, I turned the vibrator on. The vibration inside my arse felt amazing as my eyes were glued to the TV, wishing it was me being used.

As the guys took turns fucking her arse and pussy, I felt a rush through my body. I could feel myself ready to cum. As I fucked myself harder and deeper, I started moaning with pleasure. All of a sudden, my body froze. I let out a loud moan as my body started to shake, and with vibrator in my arse, the orgasm was intense. After a few minutes, I got up and headed for the shower. I washed myself clean before hopping out and drying myself. I hopped into bed for an early night knowing it was going to be a big weekend.

The next morning, I got up and pottered around the apartment before stripping naked and heading out on the balcony to sunbake. I spent a few hours in the sun before heading in for lunch. It wasn’t long after I had finished eating there was a knock at the door.

“Who is it.” I asked, standing naked behind the door.

“It’s Mandy honey.”

I opened the door and invited her in.

“Honey, just the way I like you, naked.” She said with a smile. “I got out of work early, thought I’d come straight over.”

“I’m glad you did.” I replied. “I was about to head back out on the balcony to sunbake, want to join me?”

“Sure, I’d love to.” She replied.

Mandy headed to the bedroom with her bags and I watched on from the bedroom door as she removed her clothes.

“Just the way I like you honey, naked.” I said with a smile, repeating the words she said to me earlier.

We both headed out on the balcony naked, enjoying the hot sun on our naked bodies.

“We have been invited to a party tomorrow night. One of the guys I met who lives in the building is having a few friends over.” I said, as we laid enjoying the sun. “He asked if we were up for some fun.”

“Sounds good.” Mandy replied.

After a few hours, the sun was starting to go down and we decided to head inside. Still naked, we prepared something to eat while we shared a bottle of wine.

After dinner, we opened another bottle of wine and headed to the lounge. After a while of drinking and chatting, Mandy headed for a shower. She returned about twenty minutes later and sat her naked body on the couch.

“Do you want to watch a movie honey?” Mandy said, as she turned the TV on.

“Sound good, I’ll just have a shower. You know where the movies are; you can choose.” I replied.

I headed to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. I washed my body clean then hopped out drying myself before joining Mandy in the lounge. As I walked in, I noticed Mandy sitting on the couch with the remote waiting for me. I filled our wine glasses before sitting across from Mandy on the second couch. Mandy hit play as we both sat back, relaxed and naked.

Halfway through the movie, Mandy finished her wine and got up off the couch before walking over and sitting beside me.

“I’m not interested in the movie, are you?” She asked, with a seductive look on her face.

Before I could even answer, she moved in close slowly kissing rus escort me on the lips. Our tongues touched, as we started to kiss passionately, and our hands explored each other’s body. I pulled my lips away and started licking and sucking her perky nipples as my hand ran down between her legs. Her pussy was nice and wet, and as I softly bit her nipple, I slid a finger inside her pussy. After a minute, I slowly moved off the couch and spread her leg before slowly kissing her thigh. I grabbed her legs and pushed them up, then buried my tongue in her pussy. She was so wet and tasted so good. I ran my tongue down and teased the rim of her arse as she let out a soft moan.

“Oh, honey I’m cumming, oh God.” She said, as she pressed my head firmly against her.

As she came, my tongue lathered in her juices, licking every part of her pussy. As she started to relax, I licked my lips before wiping her cum from my chin.

“Come with me.” Mandy said, as she stood up taking my hand.

She led me into the bedroom and pushed me onto the bed. I watched as she opened the top draw of the dresser and removed my blindfold, before kneeling on the bed. She placed the blindfold over my eyes, and I felt a rush of excitement run through my body. With her hands, she guided me up on my hands and knees before I felt her hop off the bed. She quickly returned and I felt her soft tongue slowly teasing my arse. Suddenly, I felt a toy rubbing against my pussy before slowly sliding inside me.

“That feel good?” Mandy said, as I let out a moan.

“God yes.”

After a minute, Mandy rolled me on to my back. I felt her over me, then her wet pussy touched my lips. My tongue ran wild, exploring every part of her. She was so wet, and I could feel her juices all over my lips and running down my chin. As she continued to fuck me with the toy, I couldn’t hold back. I was ready to cum.

“Yeah, yeah, oh honey I’m cumming, don’t stop.” I screamed, before burying my tongue back deep in her pussy.

My body shook as I gripped the sheets. Mandy rubbed her pussy harder against my lips as she started to moan.

“Oh god Toni, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” She moaned.

Her juices gushed all over my lips, and her cum tasted so good. As my tongue touched her sensitive pussy, her body shook.

As Mandy started to relax, she hopped up and laid on the bed cuddling me as I removed the blindfold. We both feel asleep enjoying the warmth of each other’s body.

The next morning, we both woke up and took turns in the shower before having breakfast. We spent the rest of the day on the balcony relaxing in the sun, and before we knew it, it was four o’clock. We came inside and started getting ready for the party. We both hopped in the shower, helping each other wash ourselves clean. The feel of Mandy’s hands on my breasts got me so turned on ready for the night. When we had finished, we hopped out and dried ourselves before working out what to wear. Mandy decided to wear a short black dress with a black g-string and black bra. While I decided to wear a white short dress and my favorite white panties, which barely covered my pussy and a white matching bra.

By the time we got ready, it was time to leave. I grabbed my keys and we headed out the door. We caught the lift down to the floor below and found the apartment.

“I’m nervous.” Mandy said, as she looked at me.

“It will be fun; you’ll have a good time. We always do.” I replied.

I knocked on the door and it didn’t take long before the door opened.

“Hi Toni, come in. Hi I’m Paul.” He said, looking at Mandy.

“Hi, I’m Mandy.” She replied.

“Follow me ladies, I’ll introduce you to a few of my friends.” Paul said.

Paul walked us through the house introducing us. Paul was around fifty years of age, and his friends were between fifty and six years old. I knew I was going to enjoy tonight, being used by a room full of older men was such a turn on, and I was sure Mandy was going to have fun also. When we got to the bar, Paul poured both Mandy and I a drink as we chatted to a few of his friends.

“So Paul, what’s the party for.” I asked.

“The guys and I usually get together every few weeks for a guys night. Watch the footy, play cards and a lot of drinking. Occasional Frank and Margaret join us with a few of their friends, but they are busy tonight. Pity, there’s a few guys who wanted to meet Margaret.” Paul said, as he poured himself a drink.

“So when Frank and Margaret and their friends come over, I bet there’s not much footy and cards going on.” I said, with a laugh.

“Hell no, but I’m sure the guys will be keen to get to know you girls better.” Paul said, with a smile.

Paul sculled his drink before taking Mandy and I by the hand, leading us to the couch. Paul sat in the middle and Mandy and I sat either side of him. Paul turned towards Mandy and started kissing her before turning and kissing me. He ran his hand up my dress, pressing sıhhiye escort his fingers against my pussy before slowly pushing my legs apart and rubbing me nice and slow. All of a sudden, Paul stood up pulling his shorts down revealing his hard cock. He sat back down before continuing to kiss me nice and slow. As Paul pulled his lips away from mine, I noticed the guys in the room standing around watching. A few started to undress and stood in front of Mandy. She looked over at me with a smile before taking hold of a cock in front of her, sucking it nice and slow. Paul got up and knelt between my legs before removing my panties. As his tongue softly touched my pussy, I let out a soft moan. As I looked around the room, most of the guys were now naked, and Mandy and I were ready to be used.

After a few minutes, Paul pulled me up off the couch. He slid the straps of my dress over my shoulders dropping it to the floor before unclipping my bra. As I stood naked, one of the guys sat on the couch and took my hand, guiding me onto his hard cock. As I rode him, he sucked my nipples before squeezing my breasts, which felt so good. I looked over at Mandy, as the guys took turns one by one fucking her mouth.

“Feel good in your tight little pussy?” The guy said, as I rode his cock.

“Fuck yes.” I replied.

All of a sudden, Mandy was helped up off the couch. Her dress and clothes were removed before she was laid down on the table. With her legs spread apart, one of the guys slid his cock deep in her pussy. The guys took turns fucking her, and while they waited, they took turns fucking her mouth.

“You like watching your friend being fucked.” One of the guys said, as I watched Mandy.

“God yes.”

I felt a hand on my back push me forward, then a cock stretches my pussy sliding deep inside me. Now with two cock fucking me hard, I started to moan.

“Oh god, yeah, yeah, harder, I’m going to cum.” I screamed.

The guys held me tight as my body trembled. The guy from behind pulled his cock out and stood back. As I looked around, another guy moved behind me.

“Let’s fill that tight arse of yours.” He said, as he moved close.

I felt my arse being spread as his cock pressed hard against me. His cock was nice and thick, and as he slid inside me, I gripped hold of the couch as I let out a moan.

“Don’t stop, oh god, I’m cumming.” I heard Mandy scream, before another cock started fucking her mouth gagging her moans of pleasure.

After a few minutes of being fucked in the arse and pussy, the guy from behind pulled his cock out and helped me up, before guiding me down on my hands and knees. One of the guys laid down in front of me and pushed my head down. My mouth swallowed his cock, and as I sucked him, I felt another slide deep inside my pussy. I looked up and noticed the guys now had Mandy on her back lying on the floor. The guys took turns lying on top of her fucking her pussy.

“You enjoying being a naughty slut tonight.” Paul said, as he sat on the couch.

“God yes.” I replied.

After a few minutes, I got up. I turned around and mounted Paul backwards, sliding his cock deep in my arse. I looked over at Mandy as the guy slid his cock out of her pussy and hopped up off the floor. Mandy got up and crawled over to the couch and began licking my wet pussy. All of a sudden, I felt my body tense.

“Yeah, yeah, oh god.” I scream, as I came all over her tongue and lips.

One of the guys sat on the couch, guiding Mandy on to his hard cock. As I watch on, Paul pull me back laying me on his chest as another guy moved between my legs, sliding his cock deep inside my pussy. The feeling was amazing as both guys fucked me deep and hard. Mandy was quickly joined by another guy from behind. She let out a loud moan as he joined the other cock inside her pussy. After a minute, Mandy gripped the couch tight as she started to moan.

“Oh fuck, yeah, yeah, I’m cumming.” She screamed, as her body started to shake.

The guys watched on stroking their cocks and before Mandy had finished cumming, the next cock was inside her, fucking her hard. Watching Mandy being used turned me on to the point I was ready to cum again. Paul’s hands squeezed my breast before pinching my nipples and at that point my pussy was ready to explode.

“Don’t stop, harder, fuck me harder, oh God I’m cumming.” I screamed. “Oh fuck.”

After what felt like a minute, I started to relax. Both guys pulled their cocks out and helped me up before another guys took Paul’s place on the couch and guide me on to his hard cock, sliding it inside my arse. I looked over at Mandy, and by the look on her face, I could tell she was enjoying the attention as much as I was.

All of a sudden, Mandy let out a loud moan. I looked over as the guy from behind slowly slid his cock inside Mandy’s arse.

“That feel good?” The guy asked, as he slowly penetrated her.

“Oh fuck yes.” She replied.

After a while sincan escort of being penetrated by nearly every guy in the room. The guys pulled their cocks out of Mandy and I and helped us up. Paul laid me down on my stomach on the floor before he slid his cock in my arse. As he laid on top of me, penetrating me with his hard cock. I slid my hand under me, rubbing Paul’s balls as they slapped against my pussy. I looked up and noticed Mandy on her knees surrounded by hard cocks ready and waiting to be sucked. All of a sudden, I felt Paul’s cock getting hard as he started to moan.

“Oh fuck, fuck, I’m cumming.” Paul moaned, “Oh fuck yeah.”

He shot his cum deep in my arse as his cock pulsated inside me. When he had finished, he slid his cock out and hopped up. Before I knew it, another guy laid on top of me sliding his cock inside my pussy. His cock was much bigger than Paul’s and felt so good as he penetrated me deep and hard.

“Oh yeah baby, in the mouth. Oh fuck yeah.” I heard one of the guys say, as Mandy sucked his cock.

With one hand holding Mandy’s head still, he stroked his cock shooting his cum in to her ready and waiting mouth. She sucked his cock clean before the next guy took his place. As I watched on, I felt the cock in my pussy getting ready to cum.

“Yeah, yeah, oh fuck.” He said, as his cock exploded in my pussy.

“Oh god.” I screamed, as I felt the cum fill my pussy.

As I laid on the floor exhausted, a few more guys took turns fucking my pussy, shooting their cum inside me as I watched Mandy being covered in cum and enjoying every drop.

All of a sudden, I was rolled over on to my back. Mandy laid on the floor beside me as the guys moved in close stroking their cocks. Both keen to feel their warm cum on our bodies, we lay rubbing our wet pussy’s as they took turns moving in shoot their cum covering us both. As the guys finished, Mandy got up on her knees sucking a few of the guys cocks clean. As I laid on the floor covered in cum, I was quickly joined by a few more guys. While Paul and one of his friends held my legs apart, another slid his hard cock inside my pussy. I’d didn’t take long before I felt his cock getting hard, ready to cum.

“Oh, fuck yeah baby, I’m going to fill your pussy. Oh yeah I’m cumming.” He moaned, as he shot his cum deep inside me.

As he finished, he slid his cock out of my pussy and before I knew it, another cock was inside me. Watching Mandy having her mouth fucked and the feeling of their cum and a large cock inside me, my pussy was ready to explode.

“Oh god, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh fuck.” I screamed, as my pussy came all over his cock.

It didn’t take long, and after a few thrusts, he let out a large moan as his cock exploded inside me. I threw my head back as I felt my swollen pussy fill with his cum. As I looked up at Mandy, covered in cum. Paul and his friend let go of my legs. As I laid exhausted, as the rest of the guys gathered around Mandy and I stroking their cocks. As the last of the guys started to moan, I opened my mouth ready to catch their cum as their cocks exploded. I quickly looked up at Mandy on her knees. Two guys stood in front of her shooting their cum into her mouth. As they finished, she swallowed before sucking them clean. Both of us covered in cum and exhausted, Mandy laid on the floor beside me. Paul passed us both a towel and we wiped the cum from our bodies.

After a few minutes, we found our clothes and headed to the bathroom. With my swollen pussy full of cum, I could feel it dripping from my pussy. Once we got into the bathroom, we cleaned ourselves before getting dressed and rejoining the guys out in the lounge. The guys were all dressed and started saying goodbye and thanked Mandy and I for a great night.

After everyone had left, Paul poured us all a drink.

“So ladies, did you have a good time?”

“Sure did.” I replied.

“A very good time.” Mandy said, with a smile.

After a few more drinks and chatting with Paul, Mandy and I headed back to my apartment. We headed straight for the shower helping each other wash ourselves clean. We hopped out and dried ourselves while we chatted about the night, before climbing into bed, resting our swollen pussy’s.

The next morning, I woke to Mandy’s tongue between my legs teasing my pussy. I ran my hands through her hair as I moaned with pleasure. After a minute, I pulled her up towards me guiding her pussy over my mouth. We laid in a sixty-nine position letting our tongues run wild. All of a sudden, my legs started to shake.

“Oh fuck, honey, oh God, I’m cumming.” I moaned, between burying my tongue in her pussy.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck Toni, don’t stop.” She screamed, as she pressed her pussy against my mouth harder.

As we both came, we continued licking and tasting the cum from each other’s pussy. As we both started to relax, Mandy rolled off me and laid on the bed.

“I wish I could taste you every morning.” Mandy said, with a smile.

We laid relaxing for a few minutes before Mandy hopped off the bed and got dressed, before packing her things. I hopped out of bed and put on my dressing gown and joined Mandy in the lounge.

“Sorry I have to go honey.” Mandy said, as she gave me a hug. “I had a great weekend.”

I walked Mandy to the door, giving her a long kiss before saying goodbye.

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How did I know they were one person? Or two people? The distinction is still unclear to me. Really, they were both at the same time.

I met Lily first. She was striking in her beauty. She was in my anthropology course, I saw her sitting in the middle of the lecture hall. She wasn’t tall, just 5’3″, but her body was perfectly proportioned to her. She had flaring, womanly hips and a pair of perfect, full breasts. Her hair was reddish brown and barely shoulder length, done up in a ponytail with a few stray hairs falling across her face. She had a heart shaped face with classical lines, the kind of face you’d expect to see painted on a renaissance angel. She was wearing a pair of red corduroy overalls, and a stripy sweater. It wasn’t really typical coed attire, but it worked well for her. She wore glasses while she took notes, and occasionally she would stop and seem to gaze into the distance for a moment before returning to her work. It wasn’t like she was thinking about what she was writing, it was more like she was hearing something that was out of the reach of my ears.

I was smitten instantly. The question was now whether or not she had an interesting personality as well good looks. I needn’t have worried.

She was amazing in class. She was smart, answering questions quickly, and without that annoying questioning sound that girls can sometimes put at the end of a sentence, as if seeking approval. It’s not that her speech was confident or arrogant, it was simply clear that she knew she was right.

In the middle of the class we were broken into study groups, which is another way of saying the professor wanted us to teach ourselves, and he wanted to get paid for it too. I quickly made my way through the shifting mass of students to join Lily’s small group. We gathered around and made conversation in-between bouts of productive reading. Lily and I were both leaps and bounds ahead of the others in our group; clearly a bunch of pampered kids who were going to college because it was expected of them and because their parents were paying for it and for not much else besides sex and parties. Lily and I had soon shut the others out entirely and talked earnestly about anthropology, sometimes laughing at each other because it was funny how geeky we were for liking it so much.

When the bell rang it was like my heart broke, but I consoled myself with the knowledge that I’d see her again tomorrow. I gathered my books and bag and struggled through the halls and into the brisk fall air outside. I caught a brief glimpse of Lily’s hair catching the sun as she headed north, away from me. My next class was in painting, and the arts buildings were kitty-corner across campus from my anthropology course. If I was quick, I could duck into my dorm room and grab a snack.

Each dorm floor was built in two wings, one for boys and one for girls. In the middle were shared kitchen and laundry facilities. I grabbed a cup and filled it with water and chocolate crystals, seeking something to take the chill out of my bones. It had been deceptively sunny that day, but the Midwestern autumn cold had proven too much for me to be traveling between classes across an open campus with only a hoodie. I popped the mug into a microwave and turned it on high, waiting. It was oddly quiet in the kitchen. There had been a few people in the lounge area, but for a moment I was alone.

The door opened rather suddenly, and Lily walked in. At least, it looked like Lily. Don’t ask me how, but I knew it wasn’t her. She was dressed exactly the same, but I knew it was a different girl. Maybe with my natural eye for detail I noticed some little thing; a slight variation in hairline or a tiny stain on the overalls. But there was something deeper to it than that. I just knew.

For a brief moment it was silent. “Who are you?” I finally said.

She looked at me with a quizzical tilt to her head. I guess the question must have sounded oddly direct. “Molly.”

“Do you have a sister named Lily?”

“Yes,” she said slowly. There was an odd tension coming from her. The timer on the microwave dinged and she started from the sound a little. “Did she tell you about me?” she asked.

“No, I didn’t know she had a sister but… you’re just not her. You look exactly the same, but you’re not.”

Molly’s eyes were wide. She licked her lips. “I have to go…” she said. “But… meet me here tonight at six. Lily will be here too.” With that she turned and walked quickly from the room and headed down the corridor to the girls dorms. I was left in confusion, holding my hot chocolate.

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I spent the rest of the day in a daze. I thought about these two identical girls. I’d spoken with Lily for a time, and felt that I almost knew her, while my introduction to Molly had been so brief that the lingering mystery was very enticing. I paced back and forth in my room, too distracted to study and too focused to watch tv.

Six couldn’t come fast enough. I almost feared I’d wear a path into the carpet, but finally It was 5:00, and then 5:30, and finally, at 5:57, I headed down the hall to the kitchen.

They were waiting mamak escort outside the kitchen door. We found a table in one corner of the lounge and sat down. They sat on one side, I sat on the other. They both leaned forward in unison, lacing their fingers and propping themselves up on their elbows, they were the perfect mirror image as they studied me carefully.

“How did you know?” Molly asked.

“I don’t know. Is it really so odd?”

Lily leaned forward. There was an intensity to her gaze that I found it hard to look away from. Her green eyes were piercing. When I looked to Molly, she had me caught in the same look.

Lily spoke, “Yes. No one has ever known before. I mean, know one who’s ever met us separately has known we were different people immediately.”

“Well,” I said, “I can see why. You’re identical. And wearing the same outfits kind of helps.”

“That’s not the issue,” Molly said. It was almost like they’d rehearsed the conversation. They switched back and forth on sentences without any disagreement.

Lily picked up the thread. “You’re the first single person to figure it out. That’s impressive.”

“How did you know?”

I exhaled through pursed lips, collecting my thoughts. “Honestly, I don’t know. I mean, you look the same, but you’re not. I just knew that.” We were all silent for a time, mulling over our individual thoughts, though I got the impression maybe they were mulling each other’s thoughts too. “I’m the first to realize?” I said when the pause became too long for me. I don’t really like being alone, and too much quiet in the company of others felt too similar.

“Well, the first single person to realize,” Molly said.

“We knew some twins in grade school who figured it out. There’s sort of a bond all twins have.”

“Maybe that’s it,” I said. “I’m a twin.”

“Really? Does your twin go here?”

“No,” I said. I looked at my hands, which were clamped together but fidgeting a bit. This was an uncomfortable topic for me. “He… died in the womb. He was stillborn.”

“Oh my god,” Lily murmured. Molly reached across the table and took my hands comfortingly.

I pulled away from her. “Don’t worry about it,” I said. Their reaction bothered me. “I never knew him, it’s… it’s no big deal.”

Molly looked a little hurt. “Sorry, we’re just…”

“…We don’t know what it’d be like. It’s a little scary to us,” Lily finished.

I felt like a jerk. “Sorry, I’m a jerk.” Sometimes honesty is the best policy. “I don’t talk about it much. I can never deal with people’s sympathy, and I react badly to it. Sorry.”

Lily and Molly reached across the table again, each taking a hand. I didn’t pull away this time.

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We began dating after that. I didn’t really know who I was dating. I kind of thought maybe Molly was chaperoning me and Lily, but since nothing ever really happened, it was more like we were all just hanging out. We saw movies, went to concerts. We hung out almost constantly. It was great. I guess not having that twin had always kind of eaten at me. It’s probably why I liked to be around other people so much and hated being by myself. The girls probably had that same fear, and were glad to help me.

After a few months of this I began to ponder getting physical. Unfortunately, I loved both of them. They were exactly the same, so it was impossible to pick one. But they weren’t interchangeable either. It was confusing. Their theoretical psychic bond gave them an edge. Sometimes it was like I was talking to one person, just through two mouths. I could say something to Molly, and then Lily would come into the room and know what I’d said. It was just so complicated.

One night we were in the girls room. They told me the college’d tried to split them into separate rooms when they enrolled, saying it would be good for their social development, but the girls raised hell and the D.S.A. backed down.

We were sitting on one of the beds, propped up on a myriad of pillows in a makeshift couch, watching the television. It was late, or early. We’d exhausted all that late night tv had to offer, and since they didn’t have cable, we were now into deep infomercial territory. Lily had the controls, and she turned off the tv. The room plunged into darkness, and we sat silently, waiting for our eyes to adjust. In the blackness, I became more aware of my surroundings. Lily was to my right, and her legs were crossed, half resting against my outstretched thigh. Molly was on my right. She was curled up and resting her head on my shoulder. As my eyes grew accustomed to the darkened room, I realized that Lily had turned to face me. I hadn’t noticed how close we were before, but now, as I turned to look back at her, our noses were inches apart.

Our eyes met and held. In silence I studied her face, searching for clues. Knowing when to kiss a girl can be difficult, and if she’s not ready, the damage can be irreparable. Our heads tilted in opposite directions at exactly the same moment. She leaned forward and our lips joined. Her mouth was ofise gelen escort open in an instant. Her tongue probed my teeth furtively, and then retreated as mine slipped into her mouth.

We broke the kiss when I felt Molly stir on my other side. I turned, not really knowing what to say. What do you say to a twin when you’ve just made out with her sister while sitting on the same couch? To my surprise, Molly kissed me as well. She was slower with her kiss. Her lips were soft, and I took my time, enjoying the pace. When the kiss ended I leaned my head back against the wall and stared into space.

“What’s going on?” I said. Both girls were now curled up, resting against me. I could feel their bodies pressing against mine, and the double kiss had left me with a growing erection.

They giggled simultaneously. “We like you,” Lily said.

“Both of you like me?”

Molly’s identical voice sounded from the right. “We’ve shared everything since we were born. I think we can figure out how to share a boy.”

“What if I don’t want to be shared?” I wasn’t really being serious, but the thought that they’d already decided my fate was a little alarming.

Lily snorted. “Don’t be stupid. You’re the luckiest man alive.” She slid over and straddled me, leaning forward and kissing me hungrily. Molly’s tongue was suddenly probing my ear, and the sensory overload from two tongues at once warned me that this would probably be the best sexual experience of my life. Kissing just one girl would probably never be enough again. As Lily’s tongue invaded me, Molly leaned over, and we entered into an open, three-way kiss.

At some point I stopped being involved, and I found myself watching the identical twins kissing each other passionately.

“You’re, uh…” I trailed off. I’d kind of expected one of them to leave at some point, or at least sit to the side and watch. I didn’t really expect them to do… each other.

The girls arms were wrapped around each other. Molly’s sweat pants were already riding low on her hips, giving a tantalizing view of bare skin. As Molly spoke, her sister toyed with her black tank top, slowly lifting the bottom. “We’ve been practicing kissing since before we hit puberty.”

Lily laughed. “And we’ve been practicing a lot more since then.” She lifted Molly’s top off entirely, taking her bra with it. My view of her breasts was unobstructed in the moonlight streaming in from the window. They were full and round. I’d never been able to figure out how bra cup size measurements really worked, but whatever size Molly’s were, they were perfect. Just a little more than a handful, they hung in that natural way that only young breasts can. Her nipples were big but not overly large, and a light cream-and-coffee color.

I wasn’t able to keep myself from wrapping one arm around her waist and sucking her left nipple into my mouth. Usually I like to take my time, but I’d never been so aroused in my whole life. I licked and sucked with gusto, biting gently. Next to me, Lily leaned in and began doing the same to Molly’s right nipple. I felt a hand at the back of my head, pulling me in, and I complied with her silent request, sucking harder. With my teeth clamped around the edge of her aureole, I tweaked the firm center of her nipple. Molly made little gasping sounds as Lily and I worked.

We both broke off at the same time, and Lily and I began to kiss again. Molly slipped off the bed long enough to strip down to a pair of orange panties, and then went to work on my shirt, undoing the buttons with care as I kissed her sister. Lily’s hands were busy too. She undid my jeans and pulled them down to mid thigh. The cotton of my boxer-briefs was now tented and clear for all to see. Lily and Molly switched places, with enough time in-between to get my shirt off of me. As I kissed Molly, Lily pulled my pants off, followed by her own. I took a moment from making out to look at the both of them. Reddish-brown hair, green and smiling eyes. Molly was down to her panties and socks, Lily had stripped out of everything but tight white baby doll tee, which I could tell concealed no bra. Lily’s pubic hair looked mostly untamed but for a little light trimming around the sides. The hair was a slightly lighter shade than her hair, and I wanted badly to taste it.

Molly began to kiss me again, and my heart nearly exploded when I felt Lily’s hands pulling my undies off. She wasted no time. I felt her lips slide around my head. She didn’t suck hard, she just made little up and down movements, letting the heat, moisture and closeness of her mouth do all the work. I grabbed Molly and held her tight as I kissed her, her breasts pressed against my chest as Lily slowly worked her way down my shaft. Eventually, Molly slid off to the side and sat next to me, watching her sister suck me off.

Lily had me about halfway in by this point, and was taking her time at getting in more. Molly leaned forward and brushed a few errant hairs out of her sisters way. “Not bad for an amateur, eh?” she said.

I looked at her in amazement, barely able to concentrate otele gelen escort on anything but the exceptional blow job. “She’s never–“

“No,” Molly said. “Neither of us have.”

“You’re virgins?” I could hardly believe it from the enthusiasm they’d shown.

“Only with each other. And not even all the way, exactly. Lily has, but… well, I’m still intact.”

Lily stopped sucking, but stroked me, using her spit and my my pre cum as a lubricant. “I did it with a bottle, but it hurt so much the first time that Molly was scared to try.”

Molly punched her sister affectionately in the shoulder. “Don’t tell him that, he’ll think I’m a wuss.”

“You’ll just have to prove him wrong,” Lily said. She smiled and nodded at my throbbing cock.

Molly smiled back at her. “Okay.” She leaned down and put her mouth over me and began to mimic her sisters movements. It was clear that Lily was the more sexually adventurous of the two. While her sister struggled to get as deep as she had, Lily rested her hand on the back of Molly’s head.

“Come on,” she said. “You can do better than that.” She began to push gently, urging her sister to deep throat. Molly’s eyes flashed at her, then closed. It seemed that by sheer force of will she put away her discomfort and went down. Suddenly her lips were wrapped around the base of my cock. I moaned and involuntarily thrust my hips. Molly pulled off and smiled at her sister.

“Top that,” she said.

With one motion Lily was all the way on me, the tightness of her throat surrounding me. But where her sister had only stayed a few seconds, Lily was going the distance. She sucked hard on me, and I could feel the muscles in her neck tighten as she swallowed. I moaned again.

“Your sibling rivalry is very good to me,” I said. Molly grinned and kissed me.

Lily established a steady rhythm. She would pull all the way out and then deep throat me again without any visible effort. Molly and I kissed and occasionally stopped to watch.

“That is really impressive,” Molly said. “She deserves a reward.” Lily’s ass was up in the air as she went hands and knees on the bed to pleasure me. Molly stood behind her and began to rub her sisters exposed pussy. I could feel Lily vocalize as she moaned into my cock. We awkwardly swiveled around so that we were lengthwise on the bed, and Molly lay down under her sister. She put her hands on Lily’s hips and pulled her down, proceeding to eat her out with intensity. Lily’s ass shook and jiggled as she bucked her hips, grinding her pelvis against Molly’s mouth. I propped myself up with several pillows and slipped my hands down the neck of Lily’s top and began to tweak her nipples. Her breasts were warm and full in my hands.

When Lily came I could feel her teeth tightening around me, but she was careful, and it ended up as a pleasant spike that set off my orgasm. I don’t know if my cock had ever seemed so full. I came in a continuing series of spurts that filled Lily’s moaning mouth. When I came down off my natural high, Lily and Molly were kissing. Molly was greedily tasting my cum, and licking the few stray shots off her cheek and chin. When they were finished I kissed them both in turn. The tastes were all cum and Lily’s juices and spit, and it was wonderful.

After that we rested. We lay on the bed in various states of undress. I could feel sweat and cum sticking to my skin. Molly was still anxiously kissing both of us, and I realized she hadn’t come yet.

I stood up and stretched, my boner still sticking straight out. “Get comfortable,” I said. As the girls finished undressing each other, I pulled the second bed from the next wall over and pushed it against the other, forming a pretty good sized surface for us to play on.

The girls were making out pretty heavily when I finished tossing all of the stray pillows onto the bed, and I decided that the first order of business had to be giving Molly an orgasm. She was pinned under her sister, so I just slid Lily over to the side a bit and hunkered down between her thighs. No surprise that the girls even maintained their muffs the same way. I dove into the tangle of sweat soaked hairs. The smell of arousal was sharp and intoxicating. I licked hungrily, letting my tongue flatten against her thatch. Eventually I traveled to the underside of her mons, finding her warm and waiting slit. Her lips were already parted and ready. She was sticky with her own juices, and she glistened pinkly in the dim light.

I licked my fingers and probed her a bit, coating myself with her come. Lubrication is the most important thing when exploring a girl’s pussy. I gently pulled back the hood covering her clitoris, and spying that tender bud, I dived in. I licked it tenderly at first, but then my lust got the better of me. I sucked it between my lips and moved my lips against her flesh. I could hear her moaning, and looked up to see her sister kissing her neck and shoulders. I carefully explored her with my fingertips, stopping when I found her hymen. In truth, it was the first one I’d ever encountered. All of the girls I’d ever known had managed to break theirs on their own. I gently pushed at her, and I could feel her body giving a little, but not much. I sucked her clit fiercely, and watched as Lily kissed everywhere from her head to bellybutton. Working together, we brought out an orgasm. Molly’s whole body shook quickly, and tiny beads of sweat seemed to simultaneously materialize like a coating of dew all over her body.

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Chapter 1

Ever since my first time; it was Melissa Malone, I’ll never forget; I’ve just loved sex. Well, I’m a guy and, I suppose, most of us do. But, I got really lucky on my first job after college when after working for two years, a new college grad hired on, Alexis Brown.

Oh, she was nice. Pretty, blond, fun, sparkly personality and, as I found out on our second date, loves to fuck. Well, even more, she just loves sex: blowjobs, handjobs, having her pussy eaten, she loved it all. And, she was adventuresome.

We’d be out somewhere and she’d just say, “Pull over, let’s fuck, maybe somebody’ll see us.” Or we’d fuck in an alley, her backed up against a wall, her legs wrapped around me, or in the woods or at the beach in some semi-secluded place. But, if someone saw us, she didn’t care. In fact, she really loved it and it made her orgasms even stronger.

She kept me pretty well drained of semen, even when she had her periods, she’d suck me off at least twice a day, usually in the morning then at night.

We got married and the sex didn’t diminish one bit, Alexis was a tiger in bed and I almost never initiated sex, she did. Yeah, I know, I really lucked-out.

We had both agreed that we wanted to start a family and about a two weeks before our wedding, she stopped taking the pill. Well, with how much we fuck, you’re right, about nine months later, we had little Melissa.

Now, I do have to tell you, the rigors of parenthood, late night feedings, calming your crying infant, all those things, well, sure, it did have an effect on our sex life. We still had the occasional fun fuck in the woods somewhere or in the car pulled off the road but it was much less than before. I’m sure you can understand.

So, for the next two years or so, things were more sedate in the bedroom and, we were both missing our former fun. But, as you parents know, there’s not a lot to be done, there are only so many hours in a day.

Alexis stayed home with the baby until she was ready for nursery school when she got a part-time job during school hours. That did help her frame of mind and the bank account some but still did little for our sex life.

She was getting to meet some of the other mothers at the school and, one in particular, Linda, was the subject of our conversations after she’d gotten to know her. It seemed that this Linda was about as close to a nymphomaniac as possible.

She, and her husband, Martin, were about five years older than we were and she often regaled Alexis with her exploits with her hubby and with a variety of other men. Seems that Martin was open to her having a number of boyfriends and Alexis assured me that Linda allowed her hubby identical privileges.

One nice byproduct of Alexis knowing Linda was our sex life. When she came home with the latest tales, it often led to her giving me a nice blowjob or us fucking like mad. It had really turned Alexis on to have this new friend and it seemed that the two of them talked sex all the time they were together.

Then, one Saturday afternoon, when the three of us were out shopping in the local mall, we ran into Linda. I must say, I was impressed. I had actually seen her before Alexis had, though, of course, I didn’t know who she was. I did however look her over as she was quite attractive. She was about five-six with beautiful, long legs, nicely shown under her short skirt, a nice bit of cleavage on view. Her head was crowned with a cascade of auburn curls to her shoulders. Quite pretty and, well, sexy.

So, I had already scoped her out, as men do, when Alexis said, “Oh, Look, there’s Linda from school. Come, I want you to meet her,” and she waved as she dragged us over to her.

It was a pleasure talking with her as she had a nice, sexy air about her and I couldn’t help but notice that she seemed to be looking me up and down as we chatted about this and that. Then, we were off to finish shopping and I soon forgot about Linda.

But I guess she hadn’t forgotten about me because a few days later, Alexis said, as we were eating dinner, “Remember, Linda, from school, you met her on Saturday?”

“Sure, your sex-crazed friend from school. What about her?”

“Well, she asked me about you today.”

“So? Nothing strange about that.”

“Well, it was her question. She asked how big your cock is.”

“You serious? A woman you know from Melissa’s school wants to know how I’m hung?”

“She asked just that, Charlie, right out like that. I told her, too. Hope you don’t mind.”

“So now she knows I’m sixteen inches long and six inches around?” I jested for my comment was surely a jest.

“No, I told her the truth, I thought that was good enough. And she did say I was a lucky woman. It was what she said after that that really surprised me.”

“Oh, of course, she wants my cock, right?”

“Well, no, not quite that. It’s that they’re having a party, a dinner party.”

“Hmm, okay, like a potluck? Bring your own, something like that?”

“Not even close. kızılay escort And we’re invited if we want to come.”

“Well, sure, why not, she seemed nice. We can have your mom take Melissa.”

“Do you want to know what kind of dinner party it is?”

Now, I perked up. Knowing what I’d heard about Linda, now I could see that there was something behind what Alexis was telling me.

“Geez, not an all-naked dinner party?”

“No, just us naked, you and me. We’d be serving the rest of the guests.”

I have to admit, my dick went on its own and stiffened-up.

“Naked? Us serving the dinner to them, naked. Are there other people there?”

“Five couples including them. They usually have six couples and one has moved to Boston recently. This is an initiation and trial to see if we like them and they like us.”

Then, she added the bombshell, “I really want to do it, Charlie, I want us to join their group.”

“And, when is this little dinner party?”

“Weekend after next, on Saturday night. They all pretty much sleep over and make a night out of it. Maybe you’d get to fuck Linda. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I saw you two looking each other over pretty good.”

“Well, hon, she’s pretty hot and with all you’ve told me, I guess she’s about as close to a nympho as you can get.”

“It’s how she describes herself, she says she’s a nympho. Bet you’d like to sample her pussy, wouldn’t you?”

“Well, here, feel that, that’s your answer,” I said as I led her hand to the hard bulge in my pants.

“Well, maybe your thinking of Linda got you nice and hard but how about little wifey

getting the use out of it,” she said as she started unbuttoning her blouse as she stood up to go to our bedroom. It was a great fuck.

As we lay there after, my cock still inside her but now somewhat soft, she asked me again.

“So, what are you thinking about this dinner party thing? You know I really want to do it.”

“Yeah, you’ve made that pretty clear. Well, we’d have to think about Melissa.”

“Mom will take her, I’ve already asked.”

Well, it was looking like my wife wanted to try out this dinner party thing with her school-mom friend. Well, why not? I told her sure and that was that.

The next evening, she told me that we were on and would be serving the dinner naked and available for our guest’s pleasure. To tell you the truth, I was pretty excited but also just a bit concerned about how far things could go.

Then she told me that same-sex stuff was only agreed by both parties and that none of the men were into homosexual couplings. And pain and such was also off the table. The group was more conventional in sexual tastes which now had me eager for the day to come.

And the day did finally come and we showered and dressed in a tee and jeans knowing that it really only was to get us to Alexis’s mom’s house and from there to Linda and Martin’s. It was to be naked from then on.

So when we got there, there were three other cars already parked in the drive. We got out and walked up to the door which opened and there was Linda.

“Come in, come in. All ready for some fun?”

“Yes, a bit uneasy, but, yes,” Alexis tells her.

She was dressed in a short dress that was somewhat transparent as she asked us to go ahead and undress before we went in. She was particularly watching me as I lowered my denims and pulled down my briefs.

“Mmm, nice, Charlie,” she said softly as she reached down and took my cock in her hand, squeezed gently, then stroked me even harder. “Yes, I think you two will be fun, come meet everyone,” and she led us into a large room where a number of people were sitting and standing, each one with a wineglass in their hand. All their eyes were on us.

“First, everyone, this is Charlie and Alexis. This is my husband Martin, that’s Brenda and Stan, Sheila and Luke, Steve and Nikki and Ron and Carol. We all have placecards on the table to help you know who is who. There’s also one of those nice little blue pills for each man and there’s more for in the morning. Gotta keep those cocks good and hard, right girls?”

Well, Martin, Linda’s mate, was a nice-looking guy, just under forty, it turns out, dressed in a polo shirt and khakis, about my height, six-one.

Brenda and Stan, well, she was a blond, really well-built, just under thirty, nice figure in a very low-cut dress that didn’t seem to have anything underneath it. delicious. He had short blond hair and a Hawaiian shirt and shorts.

Sheila and Luke were also nice-looking, she was a streaky blond down past her shoulders in a tight tee with nothing under it but her lovely breasts, the fabric was translucent and her nipples, quite erect, were on view. Under was a short black leather skirt with two long, beautiful legs dropping to the floor. She was very sexy. Her husband was also trim and handsome, kind of athletic-looking about six feet tall with wavy blond hair.

Nikki kolej escort and Steve were also very attractive, she was really hot, a redhead with a pair of boobs that were Playboy material. She was in a tube top that just grazed the tops of her nipples contained within, her pink aureoles just peeking out for all to see. Under was the smallest pair of shorts I think I’d ever seen. Steve was wearing a Hawaiian shirt open showing his muscular chest and curly hair and a pair of tight shorts that made his bulge obvious to all.

I did see that the women who were seated, none took any precaution to hold their knees together, most let their legs gap and there wasn’t a panty in sight, just shaved, damp pussies.

Alexis and I were passing around hors d’oeuvres and refilling wine glasses circulating among the guests as they chatted with us and touched us as they wanted. Linda had told Alexis that our bodies would be both on display and available for touching as we served the guests and my cock was getting some nice attention as I circulated around the room.

Alexis, too, of course, was being fondled by the men and a few of the women, Linda, I noticed, especially was interesting in my wife’s breasts and my cock as we did our rounds.

Then, after about forty-five minutes, Linda popped into the kitchen, then came back to announce dinner. Alexis and I went with her and we were soon serving the guests around the table.

As I stood next to Brenda, holding a tray, she bent over and gave a quick suck to my cock, the nicest tip I’d ever gotten as a server. Alexis, I noted was getting a few pats and rubs on her pussy and even spread her stance as she served Martin, our host for the evening. He had his thumb up under her as she stood there refilling his glass.

We finally served ourselves and sat to eat with the rest. I was between Nikki and Carol who each took turns stroking my cock as we ate. Alexis, across the table, was between Ron and Steve. Her legs were open as Steve fingered her and Ron played with her boob. What a dinner party.

Around the table, several of the women now had exposed their breasts and several cocks were now out in the open being fondled.

Did I say it was highly arousing? Do I even need to?

We had just about finished eating when Linda asked, “Charlie, Alexis, we’d like to watch you both masturbate. Just scoot your chairs back so we can all see, okay? And, Charlie, make sure you don’t cum, we want to save that.”

There were bottles of sexual lubricant on the table, I had noticed that as soon as we had come into the dining room. I put a squirt onto my left hand, yes, I’m right-handed in everything but jacking-off, scooted my chair back and gripped my cock ready to start.

Alexis wet her fingers in her mouth then dropped them between her outspread legs and began rubbing up and down as her other hand pinched her nipple. Ron had also moved his chair back and was rubbing her other boob as she got herself off.

I was stroking myself, getting closer and closer, now beginning to get that nice, tingly sensation in the tip of my cock that always foretells a cum. I slowed down, looking over at Alexis who was now moaning softly as she rubbed with one hand and fingered herself with the other.

I was getting some help from Linda, our hostess, who was sitting at the end of the table. She had her chair pushed back, her breasts bared and one leg up on her chair, opening herself for me to stare at her beautiful, bare pussy as she probed herself with a finger while she smiled at me.

If you think that being naked and jacking-off in front of other people would make your cock wilt, think again. It was making me even harder, it was exciting to be watched as I jacked back and forth.

I had to slow because I was getting close and was asked not to cum, not doubt, Linda was having some plans for my load of semen, at least, I hoped that.

“Mmm, I’m getting close,” I groaned and Martin and Linda got up, she came over to me, Martin to Alexis and both stood behind us as we each masturbated.

Then, I saw Martin reach around my wife and cup her breast in his hand as his other hand reached between her legs as he slid two fingers up inside her. Then, Linda bent over me, her breasts pressing my back as she pulled my hand away and replaced it with her own and began stroking me as her other hand reached around to softly pinch my nipple.

As I watched, Brenda reached over to Ron and zipped down his fly as she reached in and pulled out his cock, the only one still uncovered at that point and began stroking him as he put his hand under her uplifted skirt and began fingering her.

“Time to clear the table,” Linda said and a couple of people began taking the plates and glasses and silverware away; one guy, Stan, I think, carrying plates to the kitchen with his cock hanging out of his pants, yes, it was a somewhat bizarre dinner party.

Linda was stroking me slowly, I really wasn’t any maltepe escort closer to cumming, when she announced, “Now, Alexis, Charlie, you two can get up on the table and fuck for us. We want to see you cum.”

Chapter 2

So, they helped Alexis and me up onto the table and I whispered in her ear that we should do some sixty-nine first but not cum, then fuck for them. I got down on my back as she crawled up over me lowering her head down to take my cock in her mouth. Then, I watched her pussy drop down as her labia touched my lips and upturned tongue. I just held my tongue pointing straight up out of my mouth as she fucked my tongue up and down with her pussy.

Her sucking was as good as always, my wife is a wonder at sucking me off. It’s something she really enjoys, like me with her pussy, and she excels at it quite well.

The dinner party was now close up to the table, I really didn’t get much chance to look at anyone else, it was pretty quiet, I think they were enjoying our lovemaking, I know we were.

Then, Alexis, I think knowing that I couldn’t hold off much longer, got turned around and crouched up over my cock as she positioned herself directly over my cock.

I felt a hand, a female hand take hold of me as Alex lowered herself slipping down over me as the hand pulled away. Then she began scissoring straight up and down on my cock. She knows how I love this, the only place we were touching was the inside of her vagina, she was just slowly rising and falling on my cock as the others watched it appear and disappear while she fucked me so wonderfully.

I was able to look around some and everyone was mostly undressed and paired-off with someone other than their spouse. Sheila was on the floor sucking Ron’s cock as he sat in a chair, head thrown back as Linda, our hostess, was squatting over a man, I couldn’t tell who, laying on the floor, his head under her eating her out as she swept back and forth across his face.

Martin, our host, was sitting in a chair watching us as Stan’s wife, Brenda, sat in his lap rocking up and down on his cock as he rubbed her boobs.

I looked back up at Alexis and she had her eyes closed, concentrating on fucking me, just slowly gliding up and down on my shaft, taking her time, savoring our fucking in front of our new friends.

Sheila was leaning on the table, her face close to us, as Ron was fucking her from behind. She reached a hand up under Alexis and rubbed my wife right along her wet labia as she moved up and down and I felt her pussy tighten.

“Oh, OH, OH, UUH, UUH, UUH, UNH, UNH, uh, uh, mmm, oh, so good, omigod, mmm,” she cried out as she plunged down on me and twisted back and forth, holding me deep inside her as she cummed and cummed.

It was all I could take as I felt my cum spurting up into her as I pulled her down and kissed her over and over.

Then applause and shouts broke out as everyone cheered us.

Then, I heard Linda say, “I want our new man next, Charlie, let’s got to my bedroom,” and she took my hand as Alexis got up off me and she led me down the hall as I heard her husband lay claim to Alexis as his next mating. As we left the room, Alexis was on the table, her legs up over Martin’s shoulders as he ate my cum out of my wife’s beautiful pussy.

We walked by the living room where one of the men was sitting on the sofa getting sucked by Brenda, I think, and there was another couple on the floor screwing. Linda gripped my hand tight and led me up the stairs and into the master suite where she pulled down the covers and patted the mattress.

“Up here, Charlie, I’ve been dying to fuck you. I just love a man’s cock for the first time,” and I lay down on the bed and she quickly got up over me, reached under so skillfully and pressed herself down over my cock ramming it all the way up inside her, then she began pulling straight up and pushing back down, over and over.

She was fucking me slowly, savoring every thrust, as I cupped her breasts and rubbed them up and down.

“Mmm, oh, yes, your cock…I knew it would be good. You and I are going to be doing a lot of fucking, Charlie. Is my pussy nice?”

“Oh, Linda, yes, you are so tight, really tight. You have such a grip on me, it’s gonna make me cum pretty quick.”

“I practice for an hour or two a day on a stick-on dildo that I put on the floor or on the corner of the glass-topped table in the den, just fucking up and down on it, trying to pull it off the floor or the table. I’ve gotten pretty good, see?” she said as I felt her pussy tighten around me as she rose over me almost pulling me up off the bed.

“Good, huh?” she asked smiling down at me, happily underneath her.

“But I’ll take it easy, I want to cum, too,” she whispered as she relaxed some while she fucked me on her bed.

I heard someone in the hall and looked down to see Linda’s husband, Martin, leading Alexis by the hand down the hall, I supposed to another bedroom. Happily for her, he was preceded nicely by a hard-looking cock I was sure she was eagerly awaiting.

Linda kept scissoring up and down over me and, then, every minute or so, right at the top of her stroke, she would go up and down real quick over and over, just on the tip of my cock, fucking it real fast, then sliding all the way down again, taking long, deliberate strokes. Oh, she could fuck.

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…the tension in the room had been that thick. You needed that little break in the bathroom to take some deep breaths, to check your hair, to admire the amazing job you did tonight on your dramatic lipstick.

You step back from the mirror, heave one last sigh and head out the door. Turning the corner you run smack into a nude male form. Your mouth is covered in a hungry kiss and you reflexively close your eyes and return the ardor. As your back meets the wall next to the bed you realize your not sure which lover has embraced you…but you don’t care either. Your lust is being fed and increased by the surprise and the intensity of the embrace.

He pins your wrists to the wall with one of his hands as he attacks your neck. You hear the moan and lazily realize it escaped your own mouth. He turns you around and lowers you to the bed while attaching hot lips to your nipple and passing your wrists off to another set of hands.

You now rest on the bed and before you can open your eyes and determine which lovers is where, you are blindfolded. The lover above you begins to kiss your face, your eyes, your neck, your chest while the other teases the area around your wanting sex…

…once you broke your reverie and grabbed a cock, the blindfold was removed. The mystery of the foreplay solved.

“Say it.” I command you.

“Fuck me…hard.” you command back. He moves to lay besides you and you kiss him deeply.

I thumb your clit and you moan in response. He grabs a nipple and twists it until you moan again. All the while I marvel at the beauty generated by you allowing yourself to drink in the satisfaction we willingly offer to you.

You whine in disappointment as he moves his head down to draw one of your beautiful nipples into his mouth as I begin to rub your wet entrance with my glans. I wait, you moan; I wait you open your eyes and raise them to meet mine.

I slam myself into you as deep as I can in one stroke and your mouth opens into a silent cry of triumph. You receive your demand and I slap your ass…

…I’ve held back, but you have not. Just as I intended.

After your warm up orgasm grup escort on his mouth, you’ve had a body-shaking orgasm with me deep inside you. I love watching you come.

As your senses return, again we lock gazes and I know what you want. It makes me crazy to hear you give voice to your desires, so I tell you to do so:

“Say it.” I command you. You remove his cock from your mouth and engage his disappointed face. “D…fuck me.” you command him in return.

I reluctantly remove myself from within you and lay down beside you lazily tracing the wrinkles and crevices of your distinctly erect nipples. He is about to enter you when you demand a stop to all action.

You then direct me to lay in the middle of the bed, my head inches from the headboard. Gingerly you then climb onto your knees. Ass presented to one lover; mouth hovering over the other.

Looking over your shoulder, you look him in the eyes and and growl, “Rough.” Then you turn your attention to my rampant hard on. He similes with that impish glint in his eye and I see him disappear over your back.

Your pause is almost imperceptible as he begins to lick your slit unexpectedly. A frisson runs through you as he gives good attention to your clit. I can tell when his fingers enter you and I can hear them wetly piston your sex.

A moan from you runs through me as I guess you have had another release with my cock deep in your throat. I smile as he rises up behind you like an evil genii and notice he is finishing settling his condom on his erection.

He starts by grabbing both your hips and enters your aggressively. You respond by grabbing my hips. As he pulls you onto his raging member, you pull yourself off and swallow my cock. It goes this way for a few minutes while I concentrate on not coming just yet…

…the smack that resounds in the room as he begins to slap your ass makes me wince, but you just moan your approval into me. I break away from the ultra erotic sight of you swallowing me whole and notice that he has one hand in the small of your back and one hand in front of himself and below iranlı escort my field of view. You are uttering little staccato grunts in rhythm with his thrusts.

I begin to wonder what he has in mind as he reaches down to the bed to grab a bottle of lube. I think to myself that you must be plenty wet the way he is pounding into you. Then, while controlling the speed of your fucking with the hand on your back, I watch him flip open the lid and pour it liberally onto your ass. It takes me a minute to understand what he is doing. He caps the bottle and tosses it back to the bed.

His hand then returns to that spot I cannot watch. The see-saw of your banging slows…and then stops. You continue to work me; maybe even increase your intensity. I can see his arm moving…and then the movement slows. I can’t believe it as I perceive him put pressure on a finger and enter you.

Your mouth comes off of me. Your eyes half-lidded your take in a ragged breath and let it out slowly…with a guttural growl. Your head hangs down and your lustrous hair brushes my body. Your nipples tickle my balls.

After a few minutes of watching in awe as his finger explores you as I have never seen, your heads snaps up and a strong, definite voices comes from you, “Put another finger in my ass.” There could be no arguing with you…and I watch stunned as you expand your sexual appetites.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so deep in your throat before, and I have been very deep. You are deliberate and powerful in the work you are doing on me. Subtle but audible grunts come from you as you concentrate your own body while distracting yourself with mine…and again your head rises.

“Put the plug in my ass and fuck me ’til I come.” is the directive you deliver to the wall above my head, but there is no question who you are dictating to. He reaches to the side of your body opposite the lube and picks up the small plug I bought for you. I can tell he takes his time applying the lube and making sure you are ready for it. All the while you spend your anticipation heaving your breath and lazily licking keçiören escort my cock harvesting the pre-cum leaking from it.

And then it is in place. You look me directly in the eye and say, “You may regret creating this monster.”

As he resumes the pounding his cock is giving your sex and his hand is giving your ass, you return to my hard on.

The rhythm you both fall into and the sight of you lost in sexual insensibility is bringing me toward the edge. “Oh, no you don’t,” you say squeezing the base of my cock to stave off my orgasm.

As I watch you approach your own release, head thrown back, breath coming raggedly, I am shocked when you slam your head down on me. I then realize that you are coming. Coming like I have never seen.

You then do what I always ask you to — you take my glans between your molars and bite. Harder than you ever have. Your body shakes in an orgasm I can tell engulfs your entire being…

…and tears roll down your face from the force of your climax.

I can tell as you ride me that my new piercing and the nob on the cock ring we bought are hitting your clit in “just the right way.” I am excited thinking of the plug in your ass and I can feel it every time I enter you.

Between the plug, my piercing and ring and D’s cock in your mouth I know you have never come with this ferociousness before. I am so happy for you that you have achieved a new plateau…

…I cup both ass cheeks in my hands as I push myself into you. Although I have been here already tonight, I am thinking of him being in you just a few minutes ago and I get even harder…

…my orgasm approaches. I smile as you look down at me and then turn back to his sex and spit on it. We both know that it does something for him even though we don’t understand it…

…I chuckle softly to myself as you take him out of your mouth and slap yourself on the cheek with it…

…I am again shocked and very aroused watching as he tenses and you prepare for him to come in your mouth. I have fantasized about this, but never really thought I would see it.

Then, to put this scene even more in the realm of “never happen”, you swallow the first spasm, but pull him out before the next and let him finish his peak all over your face. Some of it even hits your hair.

When he is done, you smile at me; you smile at him; then your finger begins to scoop the rivulets off your cheek and guide them to your mouth…

…(sigh)

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[ This story contains oral and vaginal sex, threesomes, exhibitionism, a hand job and hints of things to come. If you want cheating, revenge, BDSM, angst, or anal sex you need to look somewhere else. ]

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The invitation came in the mail during the last week of May. I read it twice before I showed it to my wife, Marie. I handed it to her with the rest of our mail and went out to the garage to get some tools for a bit of yard work.

When I was on my knees pulling weeds in a flower bed beside our house Marie came out of the house and sat on the grass by me.

“What about this invitation?” She asked.

“I have the same question. What about this invitation? What do you think?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Maybe we should talk about it.”

“OK.”

“Read it out loud, would you?”

Marie opened the envelope and pulled the invitation out. She sat on the grass near me with her legs crossed. I saw that seated like that her skirt rode up and I could see the teal stripe of panty where her legs met.

“Dear friends,” she read, “You are invited to a Valentines Party! Unlike any other Valentines Party this party will last less than an hour and will last all weekend long. Unlike any other Valentines Party this one isn’t in February.

Please read the instructions for the party at least twice and talk with your partner, before responding. Lest you think this is sent by people who don’t know you I will give you some specific details about you.

Nick: You have a scar beside your right hip and it is not an appendix scar. You gave your virginity willingly to a relative when you were fifteen.

Marie: You have a small mole where your pubic hair used to grow.

Take a #9 white envelope. Make no mark on the outside of the envelope. The female in your couple is to seal her name in the envelope on a 3X5 card. Bring the envelope to the party.

Upon entering the party house you will see a box. The envelopes go in the box.

Each man in the room will choose one of the envelopes between 6:30 and 6:45pm. The name inside will be his Valentine partner for the weekend.

Each man attending should plan to be the power partner for a weekend Valentine’s date. You should know where you are going and be ready for your romantic, erotic date when you arrive for the party.

For example, I may plan to take my date to the Blue Lantern Inn in Laguna Beach. I will have reservations for dinner and the room as well as plans for and reservations (if needed) for whatever I plan for us to do. Plan to have your date home by ten Sunday evening (that way they will have some rest before work on Monday). Women must arrive at the party ready to spend the weekend away from home on a romantic, erotic date. Bring your suitcase loaded for the possibility of getting dressed for dinner and dancing, a possible swim in a hotel pool, spending the night in a hotel with your date, a toothbrush and whatever else you may need. Men should also have a suitcase loaded for the weekend they have planned.

The goal of the weekend is to have a romantic, fun, erotic and sexual weekend with a new Valentine date. If you and your partner are not willing and able to fully participate in this kind of weekend, do not RSVP and do not come to the party. Putting an envelope in the box obligates you as a couple to each fully participate.

The party starts at 14356 Walnut Ave. in Los Angeles, near La Cienega and Fountain, at 6pm Friday the 15th of June. The drawing will begin at 6:30pm. Anyone arriving late will not participate. Your date begins NLT 6:45pm. Please RSVP to [email protected] by 8 June at 11:30pm.

Participation means you both agree to these rules: Each woman will call home and leave the name of their date, his address (read from his drivers license) and destination of their weekend. No harm may come to any participant. Protection from STD’s must be used. All women must be returned to their homes no later than ten o’clock the evening of Sunday 17 June.

We look forward to a most unusual and fun Valentine’s Weekend. Thirty invitations have been sent, just like this one. We guarantee that you will know many people at the party.

It was signed Scorpio44.

“Somebody did a lot of thinking about this party.” I said.

“Yeah. What is your first thought?”

“I don’t think I want to turn you over to someone else for a Valentines weekend.”

“You mean you don’t want someone else to be fucking me that weekend.”

“That isn’t it, entirely. I know you have been fucked by men other than me. What I’m thinking is that this is an opportunity for me to confront my own beliefs about trust, love, and freedom. I say I love people freely but we have had an agreement about only having physical intimacy between you and me. This invitation makes me look at how do I really believe about love, loving and trust?”

“And it got me thinking about jealousy. Can I watch you leave with another woman knowing you will be her lover? Can I open myself to a man I don’t know and love him, even for a weekend?”

“This invitation eve gelen escort is deep.”

“What about the thought of being able to be the romantic man and have sex with someone else for a weekend without it getting you killed?”

“Yeah. And knowing some other man is treating you like the goddess when I’ve thought that was just my job.”

“I had some thoughts. You can’t father any children. You will use a rubber every time. She’s married. You love me.”

“So, you want to do this?” I tried to keep my voice neutral.

“It might be a lot of fun.”

“That isn’t what I asked.”

She was quiet a long time. I finished pulling the weeds from that flower bed. I looked at her and noticed a wet area on her panty strip. She liked this idea.

“Promise me you’ll be home with me Sunday night and fuck my brains out.”

“I’ll be here and do that!”

“Any idea who Scorpio44 is?”

“No idea, but he or she knows us.”

” That’s for sure! Let’s think about it for a couple days. We have until the eighth to RSVP.”

I agreed. Marie took the invitation inside with her. I watched her go. Marie is thirty six, a swimmer and has a long slim body. I could and did notice her cute, muscled butt as she walked away. I wondered if she would be in the mood for some play when I went inside.

Rather than wait and have the answer no, I packed up, cleaned up and went inside.

Marie was sitting in the kitchen looking at a cook book. As I passed I touched her shoulder and said, “I’m going to take a shower. I got dirty and sweaty out there.” She nodded.

Our bathroom has been remodeled. It used to have a shower in the bath tub but we had it expanded and now our shower is five feet square. Plenty of room for two. I skinned down and walked into the hot spray. I was pretty clean when I felt Marie join me. I took her in my arms and we kissed under the hot spray. Her long nipples were making dents in my chest. Her tongue was insisting I pay attention to her.

I love that Marie is only two inches shorter than me. I’m six foot. I had dated lots of other women but when I kissed Marie I knew this was something special. She fit better than anyone else. The fact that we had a hundred other things in common didn’t hurt.

I scrubbed her body. I love how her skin feels. She is slender but not skinny. One touch and anyone could tell she has substance under the skin. One look and you see the body that radiates sexuality and health. Her breasts are small for a woman her size. She wears a “B” cup. She can’t hold a pencil. The areola are tiny but very sensitive and the nipples long, and almost always hard. She loves having them sucked and pinched. For the past two years she has kept her red hair really short. It is naturally curly and with it so short she showers, washes her hair and just uses a towel to dry and style it. We spend enough time outside that her skin has a fair covering of freckles. When she swam in college she discovered laser and had all her leg, pit and pubic hair removed. Never any stubble.

I used my fingers to stimulate her pussy everywhere I could reach. She was wet and a short play time later was close to cumming.

“You like the idea of a special Valentines weekend, don’t you?”

“So do you!” Her arms went around my neck and her legs around my middle. With years of practice she found my cock with her pussy and we stood in the shower fucking. I backed her up against the shower wall and pistoned in and out of her. Our wet bodies slapped together and our moans and groans probably were heard by our nosey neighbors. We didn’t care.

I shifted Marie’s legs higher and hooked them over my shoulders. I was really in deep and Marie was becoming a shaking, moaning animal. My own thought processes were limited to making Marie cum and filling her pussy with my spunk. For added support I grabbed the shower head.

Marie screamed, “I’m cumming! Oh God!” And shuddered hard for long seconds. I came inside her flooding her with every drop of protein I could make. After we came we slid to the floor of the shower.

I have no idea how long we sat there holding each other and kissing, but the water did start cooling off before we got up.

We went out to dinner at the beach and saw a couple we know. They joined us for dinner and during dessert Frank asked, “What are you two doing with the upcoming weekends?”

I looked up and said, “We started thinking about going to a party one weekend soon.”

Frank’s wife Carol sat up and asked, “What started you thinking about it? A letter?”

Marie asked, “You got one too?”

They did. They had talked about it, but had not RSVPed, yet. They wanted to know if we were going.

“We’re thinking too.” Marie said. Under the table she held on to my hard cock through my pants.

We talked about the pros and cons of such an invitation. We talked about who Scorpio44 might be. We didn’t decide anything. Marie and Carol went to the bathroom before we left the restaurant. While they gaziosmanpaşa escort were gone I paid the bill and Frank and I talked.

“I want to do it.” He said.

“I just don’t want it to cost me my marriage.”

“Neither do I. But the idea of a wild weekend with someone else got me as hard as a rock.”

“We talked it over and then had great sex!” I said.

“I’ll bet both women are wet right now!”

They came back from the bathroom. I reached under Marie’s dress without being too obvious and said, “Yup! Dripping!”

Frank tested Carol who said, “Yes! I’m hot for it!”

We left the restaurant and parted in the parking lot.

Halfway home Marie held my still hard cock and said, “I’ll email Scorpio44. We’re in, aren’t we?”

“I may set a world’s record by having a hard on last until the new Valentine’s Day! Yes, we’re in.”

While I was at work the next week I looked on the internet for a romantic place to take whoever she was going to be. On Friday evening we went out to dinner with Frank and Carol. As soon as we sat down in the restaurant Frank said, “Have you made reservations somewhere yet?”

“I’m not saying.”

“I have. I told Carol where because we are supposed to know where each other is for the weekend.”

“OK. Where?”

“A nice B&B in Santa Barbara.”

Marie likes Santa Barbara. They talked about Santa Barbara for a few minutes and then Marie looked at me and said, “OK. Where?”

“OK. I followed the example in the invitation and rented a suite at the Blue Lantern Inn in Laguna. We have the penthouse.”

“I want you to take me there.”

“I made reservations for two weekends. We go the weekend after Valentines. The week before was booked.”

That got me a kiss. On the way home Marie sat quietly for a while and asked, “What if you get Carol?”

“And, what if you get Frank?”

“It could be a great weekend!”

“If I get Carol we aren’t going dancing.”

“Frank and I don’t work either on a dance floor.”

“They are a bit shorter than us.” We laughed at the image of me dancing with Carol who was about five-three or Marie dancing with Frank who is five-eight.

As each day got us closer to the weekend more people around us we talking about plans for the weekend. Frank and Carol were the only one’s we were sure of, but we kept wondering about others.

Thursday came and we spent the evening packing. We decided we would put both suitcases in my car Thursday night and meet home just long enough to shower and dress for the evening on Friday. Marie gave me a gift to pack in my suitcase, a box of a dozen condoms. I noticed she put another box in her suitcase. I was a waste of pay on Friday. All I could think of was the possibility of Carol naked in bed with me.

We got home at the same time. Marie parked her car in the garage and locked it in. I parked in the driveway and went inside the house. We showered, kissed a lot but didn’t give in to the surge of sexual energy. We dressed and were on the road to the party in plenty of time to be there by about ten after six.

Next to the address on the invitation was a church parking lot. No chains prohibited the use of the lot and there were about twenty cars parked there. We joined them. The address we wanted was a big, older three story craftsman home. We walked to the door with me carrying Marie’s suitcase.

At the door a man in a suit asked if we had an envelope. We showed it and he opened the door. Inside and to the right a chair waited with a box on it. The box was covered in wrapping paper, white with red hearts with a slit in the top. We put the envelope in the box.

We entered the living room and saw Frank and Carol talking to Pete and Veronica, people we knew from college. I spotted three men from work, two teachers from the school where Marie works, and a woman who works at our bank. We were greeted warmly and shown to the bar. A card on the bar said, “You are allowed one drink while here. No charge.”

Marie got a white wine. I got a diet Coke. We spoke briefly to a few people we knew and met a few others. I looked at my watch five or six times before a gong sounded. The man who met us at the door brought the box into the living room.

“I have locked the door for the next fifteen minutes. Anyone late cannot play. I want the men to line up. You will draw a card, announce the name and together you will walk to the door. My assistant will let you out.”

We lined up. I was third in line. Frank was second.

The first guy picked an envelope from the box, tore it open and read, “Allison Garrett.” He looked up, caught her eye and saw her start to pick up her suitcase. He rushed over, picked up the suitcase, put his arm around her waist and they walked out to our applause. The pattern had been set.

Frank stirred the cards in the box and pulled one out. He opened it carefully, doing little damage to the envelope in the process. “Nita Kay Nielson.”

Nita Kay was tiny. Frank gölbaşı escort actually looked tall when he took her in his arms and hugged her. He picked up her suitcase and they were gone. That made it my turn. I took the top envelope, ripped off the end and read the card. “Petra Wilson.” I didn’t know her!

I scanned the crowd. Her hand waved and then I saw her. ‘Thank you God!’ was my first thought. Petra stood near the bar holding a wine glass. She was tall and while not as slender as my Marie she wasn’t fat either. Petra was wearing a Hawaiian print halter dress with a shawl. It was obvious at first glance that she was large breasted. She was a blond and her hair hung almost to her elbows. I walked to her, gave her a hug, picked up her suitcase and we walked. Just as we got to the doorway out of the living room she stopped us and gave me a kiss. The kind of kiss that says, “This is going to be a hot weekend.” I blushed, didn’t look back but heard the cheers and laughter behind us.

As we walked to my car Petra said, “I have a gift for you.”

“Another one?”

“This one is from my husband.” She handed me a small remote control. It had one button. I looked at it and then at Petra.

“Just as we left our house he put a vibrator egg in my pussy. The control is in your hand. Every time you push the button the egg in me will vibrate. It will vibrate as long as you hold the button down. I know it works, Jake used it coming here.”

I thanked her, put her suitcase in the trunk and opened her door. She got in, but not the way I expected. Women usually sit and swing their legs together into the car. Petra pulled her dress above her waist, sat down and turned one leg at a time into the car. What I saw was that she wore suspender hose and no panties. I also noticed she was shaved.

After I regained composure I went to my side, got in and started the car. I got us on the road and headed for the Santa Monica Freeway. As we entered the freeway headed east Petra asked for my drivers license. I gave her my wallet and she made the call required by the rules and good sense. Then she looked through my wallet. She found a picture of Marie and me in Hawaii.

“Pretty woman.”

“Thank you.”

She found two pictures of other women. “Sisters?”

“One is. The other is my Aunt.”

“I’m Petra.”

“I read as much. I’m Nick. Nick Peterson. I’m very glad to meet you.”

“My husband is Bob Wilson. You know him better as Scorpio44. He is a private investigator.”

“Your husband put this whole thing together?”

“No. He helped. I did it. It was my idea.”

“Wow! I’m impressed.”

We did the getting to know you quiz show for about half an hour. By then I had changed freeways twice and we were headed south.

After about a minute silence Petra asked, “Are we going to stop and eat or go straight to a hotel and screw?”

“I never just go to a hotel and screw without a fine meal first. I thought we would stop down here in about twenty minutes. There’s an area with about six nice restaurants and you may choose whichever one you would like.”

“We’ll have to wait forever to get a table.”

“No. Our reservation is in twenty minutes.”

“Which restaurant is our reservation with?”

“All six.”

“Oh, a planner. Thinking ahead. Did you use the same name at all six restaurants?”

“No.”

“Which restaurants?”

I named the six and she decided. I got off the freeway and parked close to the entrance. I opened her door and was graced with another great view of her smooth pussy.

Her arm hooked mine and we walked. As we stepped up to the door I opened it and ushered her before me. As I released the door to swing closed I reached in my pocket and hit the button for about three seconds.

Petra turned, put her arms around me and as she moved in for a kiss she said, “I’m glad you decided to play with me. I love it.” Her kiss woke my grandfather in his grave.

Our booth was waiting and we walked to it. As we slid in I touched the button again. Her eyes met mine and she said, “I love knowing you’re thinking about my pussy.”

The waitress turned quickly and walked away.

“Shy certainly isn’t a word people would use to describe you.”

“Does that bother you?”

“For a moment it did. Now, I like it. It seems more healthy adult than politically correct sheep. I may become more like you in that way.”

“May I speak my mind here?”

“Yes, but first lets decide what to order.”

We looked over their menu and both ordered the Asian Chicken Salad. The waitress wrote it down and walked away.

“Now, speak your mind.”

“You and I have been an item for less than two hours. We know a little about each other. I want you to know who I am about a lot of things and I want to know how you think. I want all that in addition to wanting lots of orgasms. OK?”

“So, tell me about what your life is about.” I smiled. That had to be a good way to open the door for Petra to tell me whatever she wanted me to know.

Her hand rested on my left thigh. She turned just a little towards me, causing the halter top to twist just a little, showing lots of tender looking breast skin.

“I believe that we are here to enjoy life. Our bodies are built for pleasure. To that end I want lots of it. I also believe in balance. Enough exercise, enough sleep, enough food, enough kissing, enough, but not too much.”

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After another long day at work, I arrived home exhausted. The first thing I did was open a bottle of wine and poor myself a glass. Two to three glasses later I was feeling pretty good . Then the doorbell rang. It was one of my oldest son’s best friends looking for him to go out for the evening. Damien was a senior on the football team and had a very athletic and strong body. I was surprised to find myself getting wet just looking at him. But there I was, getting turned on by my son’s best friend.

I told him that my son was not home yet but he could make himself comfortable if he wished. He obliged and I opened the door for him. He then sat on the couch, never taking his eyes from me, and turned on the TV. After some small talk, I went to the kitchen for some more wine. My panties were now esat escort getting wet from watching him take in my curvaceous body, my 36D breasts, and my long blonde hair. His erection that he was trying to hide was growing, along with his confidence to sweet talk me.

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He began to play with my huge tits through my pink skimpy sleeveless t-shirt. I reached down and messaged the bulge in his crotch through his tight fitting jeans. All of a sudden, I felt my panties fall to the floor. I knew what was coming next. In the next moment, his pants and his boxers were off so quick I didn’t even see it happen. Then, he finally let turn and face him. He kissed me fast and hard, darting his tongue into my hot mouth. By this time, I was showing no resistance at all and was in fact encouraging him to continue. etimesgut escort I fell to my knees and took his huge shaft into my mouth and proceeded to suck his hardening cock, gagging on the first stroke. After he was good and hard, forced me to my feet. I bent over and he began to fuck me doggy-style. He was hardly gentle, pounding my pussy so hard that it hurt at first.

I must not have heard them come in, because I looked up to see two more of my son’s friends, Kim and Tanya, by the kitchen door, with a look of shock on their faces.

One a blonde and the other a burnet, they were both hot, with large breasts and gorgeous bodies. Tanya was beautiful oriental girl, and was obviously aroused by what was happening. I was about to cum and couldn’t stop fucking Damion’s huge cock despite the fact that I knew better.

Tanya, reached over and started squeezing Kim’s nipples. She squirmed at the touched. Soon they were locked in a passionate kiss and were quickly naked and on the floor in a sixty nine position. Then, of all things, my son Rick came in. With a huge grin on his face he took out his cock and sat on one of the kitchen chairs and began stroking himself. etlik escort After five minutes of this, he knelt down beside Tanya, who was fucking Kim’s soaking pussy with her tongue. He forced his dick into Tanya’s little mouth and fucked her face. I was so excited that I had another orgasm. Damien said he wanted to fuck my ass so I let him. It felt sooo good. My son had had enough and needed a fuck. He took his rod out of Tanya’s mouth, told Kim to get on all fours, and entered her hot love hole.

Kim was stilling licking and sucking Tanya’s swollen clit, and it was not long before all three came.

Then, my husband finally came home. At first he could not believe what he was seeing, but then he started to become intrigued and even aroused. He reached down and started masturbating his penis. Soon he too was naked and looking to get a good fuck.

My husband, Rex, took Tanya and forced her up against the frig. He entered her and fucked her hard. After he came, it didn’t take him long to get hard again and started to fuck Kim from behind. Kim began to scream and yell that she needed to be fucked up the ass. Rex had no problem with this and gave her anus a good pounding. Kim was sucking my son’s cock while getting her ass fucked by his father. It was too much for me to watch and I came with several more orgasms while Damien shot his hot juice up my ass. My son and my husband came all over Kim’s face and tits, and Tanya hungrily licked it all up.

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