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It was five o’ clock in the evening. I was in the living room, on a comfortable black sofa, laying down, staring at my phone with distaste. I had gotten a text from my boyfriend, saying that he would not be home until ten o clock. He was going to have a night out with his guy friends. I sighed, and wondered what I should say back to him. Maybe I should tell him “fine.”But I was not fine. In fact, I wish he did not say he was going to come home late. Instead, I wanted him to come home now. I wanted to please him in a way that would blow his mind. It has been three days since we were intimate. I blamed it on our work schedules for the week. Tonight was the night, I had off, and I actually Ümraniye Escort was in a horny mood. Just my luck, I thought as I rolled my eyes. I got up from my place on the sofa and started to head toward the bathroom. Maybe I needed a nice, warm bath. After all, I was going to have the house to myself, for a while anyway.As I sauntered off toward the bathroom, I started to take my clothes off, throwing them aside without a care in the world. I could pick them up later, when I was done with my beloved bath.When I reached the bathroom, I turned the light on, closed the door, and marveled at my reflection in the mirror. I smiled proudly at my naked Ümraniye Escort Bayan body and carefully observed every part of my womanly shape. My breasts were bouncy and perky. I cupped my left breast and jiggled it, amusing myself, before doing the same to the right. Then, with a feather light touch, I traced over my hard, pink nipples, sighing as I felt a slight twinge of pleasure. God, I wish my boyfriend was here, doing this to me. I closed my eyes, imaging my boyfriend standing behind me, touching my breasts with his larger hands. I would imagine myself moaning, and sighing as he plucked my hard nipples and jiggled my b-cup breasts. He Escort Ümraniye would also kiss my neck as he continued with his breast play. I could feel myself getting hot at this fantasy. A wetness was already forming between my legs. For a minute, I forgot why I came to the bathroom in the first place as I stood there, playing with my breasts and moaning lightly. Mmm, I wish he was here, I thought as I let out another pleasurable moan. Should I just pleasure myself right here, right now, or wait until I get into the hot, steaming water?I opened my eyes and glanced at the colorless tub. I sat at the edge of the tub and turned the tap. I watched the water as it flowed down into the bottom of the tub and grinned. I wanted my body in that warm water. It would feel soothing to get my skin slick and wet with bath water. Before getting in, I felt the water with my hand, making sure that it would not scorch my skin. It was just right. I slowly dipped one foot in, and then the other.

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Yeni dönem başlamıştı. Artık Diyarbakır’daydım. 2+1 evde tek başıma oturuyordum. Artık Ali yoktu, Hakan yoktu, Hatice Teyze yoktu, Rojda yoktu, Ayşe yoktu, Pelin yoktu ve Fatma Hanım yoktu. Evde cinsel ihtiyaçlarımı 31 çekerek karşılıyordum.

Okulda bu sene kimya derslerimiz vardı. Kimya dersimize 32 yaşındaki Yard. Doç. Bilsen Hoca giriyordu. Güzel bir kadındı ve düzgün bir vücudu vardı. Dizüstü etekler giyiyordu. O düzgün bacakları beni azdırıyordu. Derse her girdiğinde yarrağım kalkıyordu. Çoğu zaman fark edilmemesi için en arka sıraya oturuyordum.

Yine bir gün Kimya dersinde en arka sıradaydım. Yarrağım yine kalkmıştı. Bilsen Hoca ders esnasında sınıf içinde turlarken yarrağımın kalkmış olduğunu fark etti. Bir kaç saniye kadar durakladı daha sonra devam etti. Çok utanmıştım.

Ders çıkışında Anadolu Yakası Escort Birsen Hoca beni odasına çağırdı. Hapı yutmuştum. Kesin beni üniversitenin disiplin kuruluna sevk edecekti. Odasına girdim. Koltukta oturuyordu. Karşısındaki sandayeye oturmamı istedi. Manzara müthişti. Etek iyice yukarı çıkmıştı. Bacakları süperdi ve kilotu görünüyordu. Kırmızı bir kilot giymişti. Yarrağım yine kalktı. Bu kez tam hapı yutmuştum. “Senin koca oğlan yine kalktı.” dedi. “Hocam, çok özür dilerim. Elimde değil, kalkmasına engel olamıyorum.” dedim. “Böyle engel olamazsın. Boşalması gerekiyor.” dedi. Önümde dizlerinin üzerinde çöktü ve fermuarımı indirdi. Şok geçiriyordum. Pantolonumu ve kilotumu birlikte aşağı sıyırdı. Yarrağımı görünce bu kez Bilsen Hoca şok geçirdi. “Bu nasıl bir yarrak Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan böyle, kolum kadar.” dedi. Önce yarrağımı biraz okşadı, sonra da ucunu ağzına alıp somurmaya başladı. Çok azmıştım ve çok geçmeden Bilsen Hoca’nın ağzına boşaldım. Ağzındaki döllerimin hepsini yuttu.

Bu kez devreye girme sırası bendeydi. Bilsen Hoca’nın dudağına yapıştım ve ateşli bir şekilde öpüştük. Yavaş yavaş soymaya başladım. Bir tarftan soyup, bir taraftan okşuyordum. Bir süre sonra çırılçıplak kaldı. Çok güzel bir vücudu vardı. Pelin’in vücudu kadar olmasa da onun vücudu gibi pürüzsüz ve dimdik göğüsleri vardı. Göğüslerinden başlayarak amcığına kadar yaladım. Amcığını 15 dakika kadar yaladıktan sonra Bilsen Hoca boşaldı. Odasında çekyat vardı. Onu açtım ve Bilsen’i sırt üstü Escort Anadolu Yakası yatırdım. Bilsen’in bacaklarını omzuma alıp yarrağımı tükürükleyip amcığına dayadım. Dudağına dudağımla yapışıp yarrağımı ittirdim. Yarrağımın ucu zorlanarak girmişti. Çok acı çektiği yüzünden belli oluyordu ama dudağına yapıştığım için bağıramıyordu. Tekrar ittirip yarısına kadar soktum. Daracık amcığı vardı. Çok zevk alıyordum. Daha fazla itmeden bu şekilde gitgel yapmaya başladım. Amcığı yarrağıma alışmaya başlamıştı. Alıştıkça daha derine girmeye başlamıştı. Bilsen Hoca’nın yüzündeki acı dolu ifade zevk alan bir gülümsemeye dönmüştü. Ben de dudağını bıraktım. “Muhteşemsin erkeğim. Kocamın yarrağı 13cm. Seninki kolum kadar…” dedi. “Siz de muhteşemsiniz hocam… Genç kız gibi vücudunuz var. Sanki bakire kız siker gibiyim.” dedim. Bilsen Hoca çocuk da yapmadığı için amcığı daracıktı. Yarım saat boyunca boşalmadan sikiştik. Yarım saat geçtikten sonra ikimiz aynı anda boşaldık.

Götünü de sikmek istedim ama izin vermedi. Birinci dönem boyunca bulduğumuz her fırsatta sikiştik. Kimya’dan vize notum 95, final notum ise 100 oldu.

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Michelle and Stacy had been half sisters for 10 years since Michelle’s mother had married Stacy’s dad. Michelle had always looked at Stacy as more of a friend than a half sister and now that she was 19 and Stacy was 25 Michelle looked forward to Stacy dropping round for a coffee or heading over to her place for a chat. Although they didn’t look alike there were enough similarities between the two girls for people to believe they were actually full sisters. They had a similar build, both slim but with nicely curved hips, slender legs (Stacy’s from good genes, Michelle’s helped by her love of running). Michelle, at 5’3” was a couple of inches shorter than Stacy but they both had pert, firm breasts although Michelle’s were actually a little larger and her hair was a slightly lighter brown than Stacy’s. Michelle always thought that Stacy’s boyfriend, Brendan, was okay, if a little dull. He didn’t always have a lot to say and he wasn’t particularly funny and as far as looks were concerned she thought that Stacy could do better. She thought Stacy was fairly happy with Brendan but just recently she’d seemed a little distance and when she’d asked if she was alright Stacy’s face had flushed a little and she’d stumbled over her words but said she was fine so Michelle hadn’t thought too much of it. Michelle had called Stacy to ask if she could borrow some shoes. She was going out with her friend Tina on Saturday night and needed some heels and seeing as how they had the same size feet she gave her a call and asked if she could drop round on Saturday morning. Stacy had said it was fine but as she had to go out Michelle would have to let herself in. Michelle turned up at the house around 10am and used her key to get in. She was wearing a cute short pleated skirt that always reminded her of a cheerleader’s uniform, a thin blouse and flat shoes. The house was quiet and she felt a little strange about being in someone else’s house alone. She went straight up to Stacy’s room and opened the closet door. All Stacy’s clothes were either hanging up or on the shelves and all her shoes were on the floor below the hanging rail. Michelle knelt down so she could see them in the half light. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she saw the black heels she wanted. Michelle smiled to herself as she picked them up. They were perfect for her night out, not too high but strappy enough to be worn with a dress or jeans. As she pulled them out into the light she saw some grass and what appeared to be mud on the heel and sole. She frowned but didn’t think too much of it, pulling it off and dropping it into the waste basket by Stacy’s dresser. She walked back to the closet just to check that there wasn’t a dress in there which would go better with the shoes than the one she had planned on wearing. As she reached into one of the shelves her hand hit something hard and metal. She picked the object up to see what it was. It was a digital camera. Michelle held it in her hand. She didn’t have one of her own and it might be good to borrow it to take on the night out and she was sure Stacy wouldn’t mind if she took it for the evening. A thought popped into her head. What if there were pictures that Brendan had taken of Stacy on it? Pictures of them together, in the bedroom? She laughed to herself, she was pretty sure that Brendan wasn’t that adventurous. She took the camera out and closed the closet door. She was about to leave the room when she stopped, looking at the camera. She was going to just borrow it then bring it back but what if there were some pictures on it Stacy wouldn’t want anyone to see? If there were and she borrowed it, it would be awkward bringing it back. She decided to check, that way if there was anything “incriminating” she would just put it back. She hit the power button and screen lit up. Michelle studied the buttons, trying to see which one would scan through the pictures. She pressed a button with a small, left pointing arrow. Suddenly an image appeared on the screen but it was blurry and she couldn’t make out what it was. Michelle looked at it suddenly realizing that the reason she couldn’t make out the picture was because it was the still image from a video. Michelle’s finger poised over the play button, unsure if she should press it. Was it something that she shouldn’t look at? But she was sure that Brendan Kurtköy Escort wasn’t the type of guy who would agree to making “that” kind of movie. She hit play and as the movie started Michelle froze as her half sister, Stacy, stepped into view. She was naked and as she stepped fully into frame Michelle heard her voice. “And. Action.” Michelle watched as Stacy moved across the room, revealing a bed with a guy lying on it. The thing was the bed wasn’t the one in this room and the guy on the bed wasn’t Brendan. As Michelle watched she saw her half sister reach into a toiletry bag and pull out a pink vibrator. She hit the stop button. She couldn’t watch this. Not only was it her half sister and friend, but she was obviously with another man. Michelle sat on down on the bed, staring at the camera in her hand, an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. But the feeling wasn’t because she’d just discovered that her sister was cheating on her live in boyfriend it was more because that the image of her sister had started to turn her on. She tried to rationalize what she had felt over the image. She’d never felt the urge to be with a woman, she had always liked men and had had a couple of boyfriends although she was still a virgin, but on the other hand she had always been able to say when she thought another girl was pretty or sexy and up until this point she had thought this was normal. But now she wasn’t so sure. Michelle looked back at the screen; the movie was paused and she could still see the image of Stacy, naked, holding the vibrator, the unknown guy, also naked and erect, on the bed. She knew she should put the camera down, put it back where she had found it and try to forget the movie but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to. She continued to stare at the image. She wondered how much more there was to the movie. The timer in the bottom right hand corner of the screen said that she had watched 5 seconds of two hours of recording. Two hours! They had filmed themselves for two hours? She wanted to watch it. She wanted to know what else was on the camera. She looked at her watch but she didn’t know what time Stacy or Brendan would be home and she didn’t want to get caught with the camera. Michelle’s heart was racing and the heat she had felt between her legs when the movie had first started was still there. She had to see the rest of it. She knew it was wrong; she knew it was a betrayal of her sister, her friend but the feelings she had from those few seconds of recording were too much to fight. She had to watch the rest of it. She looked around the room, wondering where Stacy would have kept the USB cord which would allow her to connect the camera to her computer. In the corner of the room was a computer desk which had three drawers in it. Moving to the desk she opened the each of the drawers in turn until she saw a box which a picture of the same camera on it. Opening the box she saw the lead and quickly pulled it out, dropping it and the camera into her purse. Grabbing the shoes she headed out of the room and down the stairs. She decided that she would take the camera home, hook it up to her laptop, make a copy then drop the camera back before Stacy realized it was gone. Michelle’s heart was pounding in her chest the whole drive home. There had been two occasions where she had almost changed her mind and turned her car around but her growing lust was too much. Opening the front door to her house Michelle called out to see if her mother or step father were in. The house was silent. Michelle ran up to her room and closed the door. Pulling her laptop off her dresser she turned it on and plugged in the power cord. As the laptop started up, Michelle connected the camera to it via one of the USB ports. An information box popped up on the screen telling her that the laptop was downloading the drivers needed for the camera. Michelle looked around nervously, as if at any moment someone might burst into the room like a SWAT team. After about a minute the box on the screen changed and she read the message. The drivers had been installed. She was ready. Michelle double clicked the camera icon which had appeared on the screen, allowing her access to the files on the camera. There was only one file. Michelle highlighted it with the mouse, then, pressing the right hand mouse button Kurtköy Escort Bayan she hit COPY. Following the instructions on the screen she saved the file to her own folder, watching the green bar creep slowly across the screen. Once the file was saved onto her laptop, Michelle quickly unhooked the camera and headed back to her car. On her way back to Stacy and Brendan’s house she called their landline, hoping that they wouldn’t be in. If they were it would make putting the camera back difficult and if Brendan was in she risked giving her sister’s secret affair away to him. To her relief no one picked up the phone. Letting herself back into the house she rushed up to the bedroom and walked to the closet, opening the door. As she looked inside she suddenly realized she couldn’t remember which shelf the camera had been on. She paused for a second. She was sure it had been the third shelf down but she had also put her hand into the others. After another few seconds of indecision she put the camera at the back of the third shelf, closed the closet doors and left. When she arrived back home the house was still empty. She went up to her room and opened her laptop. It was 1pm and Tina wasn’t coming round until 7 so she had a few hours. Opening the laptop she sat on the bed, her legs crossed, the computer in front of her. Leaning forward she found the movie file and opened it. Suddenly the screen was filled with her half sister’s naked body. Once again she heard her voice. “And. Action”. Michelle watched transfixed as her sister removed the pink vibrator from the bag which was next to the naked stranger on the bed. To her amazement she saw Stacy begin to run the toy over her clitoris and down to the lips of her vagina. Beneath her t-shirt Michelle’s nipples began to harden, the sight of her sister pleasuring herself with the sex toy while the guy on the bed watched turning her on, making her hot. The guy moved, his hand moving to his hard penis but he was halted by her Stacy’s voice. “No. That’s for me to do later”, Stacy’s voice said. To her disappointment the guy obeyed her sister’s command. Even though she was enjoying watching Stacy she would also have liked to have watched the guy masturbate, watched as his cum spurted from his hard cock, covering his stomach and chest. Her eyes moved back to Stacy. Suddenly she heard Stacy’s voice again. She said the guy’s name, Rich. Michelle listened as Stacy continued, her nipples pressing through her bra and top, her pussy beginning to become damp with excitement. Stacy was telling Rich that she was fantasizing about him even though he was there. She was telling him that she played with herself and fucked herself with the vibrator and thought about him. She even told him that she fantasized about him when she was fucking Brendan. She was asking Rich to fuck her after she’d cum. Michelle was transfixed as Stacy’s body moved in pleasure. Michelle moved her hand up under her skirt, tracing the opening of her vagina over her panties, pushing the sheer material against her damp opening. Suddenly Michelle saw her half sister’s body convulse, her legs closing around the vibrator. Her voice emanated through the small speakers as she told Rich she was Cumming. Michelle couldn’t stand it anymore. Her nipples were hard and were pressing against her clothing, her panties were wet. She hit the pause button before pulling at the buttons on her top, ripping it off and throwing it to the floor. Her bra followed so that she was now topless. She lay back onto the bed and kicked off her shoes. Reaching up under her skirt she pulled her panties down, aware that they had been sticking slightly to her wet lips. She lifted her skirt so that it was bunched up around her slim waist, not wanting to waste time taking it off. She sat up again, this time with her legs either side of the laptop. It felt good to be almost naked, it made her even more aroused. She looked at the window, aware that the blinds were up and so she could be in view of the neighbors across the street. She didn’t care. She stroked her nipples, looking at the frozen image in the screen of her half sister, naked, in the middle of an orgasm, her slender legs clamped around the vibrator that was pressed against her clitoris. Slightly to the side of her she could see the image of Escort Kadıköy Rich, his eyes fixed on Stacy as she came, his penis hard, lying back on his stomach. Michelle hit the rewind button, moving the movie back past the point where Stacy had been speaking. She hit play with her right index finger, her left one already exploring her wet pussy. As she watched her half sister masturbate, listening to her most intimate thoughts Michelle slid her finger into to her wet opening, her juices making the penetration easy. Her other hand moved to her clit and began to press it and move in a circular motion. As she watched Stacy’s body react to the force of her orgasm Michelle slipped a second finger inside herself, moving them around, stroking her g-spot. Her movement s on her clit becoming faster as she watched her sister let the vibrator fall to the floor before collapsing forward onto the bed. Suddenly Michelle’s head dropped forward as her own orgasm exploded through her, her pussy contracting on her fingers as she continued to rub her clit. She was leaning forward, gasping, her mouth open, and a tiny bead of perspiration falling from her forehead and onto the bed between her trembling legs. Michelle looked back at the computer screen. Her fingers were still deep inside her vagina while her other hand continued to massage her clitoris. On the screen she could see Stacy crawling up the bed, her legs either side of Rich as her lay watching her. For a moment Michelle thought she was going to see her sister lower herself onto her lover and ride him but as she watched Stacy move over his body she saw that she was moving past his hard penis until she was positioned over his face. Michelle’s fingers were moving inside her again, the fingers on her clitoris continuing to make small circular movements as she watched Stacy’s tight, round ass lower onto Rich, her pussy pressing onto his mouth. Rich’s hands were on Stacy’s breasts and Michelle knew his tongue was working her clit just as her own hands were rubbing her firm, pink nub. On the screen Stacy was riding Rich’s mouth while his hands caressed her breasts. Michelle began to match their movements, sliding her wet fingers from her pussy, using them to pinch and roll her nipples, her other hand still concentrating on her clit. She stared at the screen as Stacy began to cum again, the sound of her voice telling Rich that she was cumming almost tipping her over the edge again but she wanted to tease herself while she watched them. It was something that often she did when she masturbated; she would stroke her clit until she could feel her orgasm approaching then she would slide her finger down into her opening until the feeling backed off. She would do this until she could not longer stand it then she would rub her clit until she exploded. She enjoyed this most when she had the house to herself because knew she could be loud and she didn’t like having to hold back. She managed to keep her climax at bay, wanting to see what would happen next in the movie. What did happen surprised her. Michelle was expecting to either see Stacy collapse onto the bed or better yet, start to fuck Rich and so she couldn’t believe what she was watching as she saw Stacy slide the cock sized vibrator into her vagina and another smaller one into her ass. At first Michelle was shocked but the sight and sound of her half sister giving herself so much pleasure in order to please her lover continued to excite her. Michelle’s body was a mass of pleasure zones; her nipples were hard and her wet fingers were sending electric shocks through her body while her other hand stroked her clit, almost bringing her to orgasm but each time she managed to hold back. A bead of perspiration was running down between her breasts and over her stomach until it mixed with the wetness from her vagina. Her legs were still either side of the laptop and on the screen Stacy was about to cum again, her body shaking as she pulled the small vibrator from her ass. The sight of her sister’s exquisite release was too much for Michelle and she could no longer tease herself. Letting her fingers work her clit while she pinched her nipples she let out a low moan as she came again, her juices seeping down between her ass cheeks and pooling on the bed between her legs. She gasped again, reaching forward to hit the pause button, her unsteady fingers finding it difficult to line the cursor up on the button on the screen. When she looked at the screen again the paused image was of Stacy lying face down on the bed, her mouth open and her eyes closed while it looked as though Rich was moving to position himself behind.

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“Fiffy dollars to the one who cumsthe best!” slurred Nate as he slapped a twenty dollar bill down on the table. I gaped at my drunk friend. I had just spent the past twenty minutes trying to get him out of the bar without making an ass of himself. When he veered off to to approach these women, I had hoped he’d blurt out an incoherent pick up line and I’d be able to get him back on track with minimal awkwardness. The stunned looks on the three women’s faces told me getting out of this wasn’t going to be easy. The three women looked at each other, the money on the table, Nate and myself, then back to each other. Nate stood there, looking smug and generally aloof. Trying to get the situation back under control I reached for the money and opened my mouth to start apologizing, when one of the women grabbed the cash, holding up the twenty dollar bill. “Fifty dollars?” she asked, the playful smile on her lightly freckled face and twinkle in her brown eyes suggested she was more offended by the bungled offer than the offer itself. Startled, Nate realized his error and swore to himself as he frantically pulled crumpled bills out of his pockets as the woman’s two friends expressed their outrage. “Megan, you can’t be serious!” said her blond friend, turning to the plump redhead who placed Nate’s initial offering back on the pile of bills. “If you think I’m going to put on a show for some drunk pig just because he’s offering a few dollars, well, you’re just wrong.” “Exactly,” chimed the woman with the caramel colored skin and straight black hair as she leaned forward to enter the conversation, “Besides, that one’s so drunk I doubt he’ll be good for much. The other is kind of cute though,” glancing at me briefly, “But I get the feeling you’d just keep him all to yourself and we’d be stuck listening to the two of you all night.” The red head laughed lightly, dismissing her Bostancı Escort friends concerns. “Well that’s the point ladies. I don’t mean fucking that guy, I mean that in all the time we’ve been living together I haven’t even heard so much as a breathless gasp out of either of you. Good lord, am I the only one having sex in our house?” “Yes!”replied the blond emphatically while the black haired one just laughed and added. “At least when other people are home. Some of us do have a sense of decency after all.” The redhead leaned forward slightly, her eyes mischievous. “I’ve got fifty dollars that say neither of you can cum as loud as I can.” As her two friends looked at each other, Nate leaned over and whispered in my ear. “What’s happening? Is this happening? What’s going on?” “Shut up shut up shut up.” I hissed back quietly, watching the three women. With an air of finality the brunette downed the rest of her beer and announced “Fuck it, I’m in. That money is as good as mine Meg.” “Well,” said the blond, blushing slightly as she lowers her eyes to take a delicate sip of her drink, “It has been too long since I’ve gotten myself off.” With a laugh Meg hugged her tightly while their friend eyed Nate and me. Nate turns to me, his dumbfounded expression just slightly more pronounced than my own. *** At their apartment Nate and I were sat on opposite ends of the couch with a beer for him and a glass of water for me and the prize money set between us. A folding chair is placed in front of the flat screen TV, and after a brief discussion some soft love ballads were put on. The women discussed the rules, then retreated to their rooms. I don’t think I paid any more attention to what rules were agreed upon than Nate did. A few minutes later Meg and her friend Dana came out of their bed rooms wearing bathrobes. Nate cheered enthusiastically, Bostancı Escort Bayan though quickly trailed off when all the ladies did was smile politely and take seats in arm chairs around the room. We sat in silence for a few moments before Meg called out, “Come on Liz, we’re waiting.” with Dana adding. “Show us what you got sexy.” Liz poked her head out of her bedroom, face already flushed, long blonde hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. She took a deep breath and closed here eyes, then strode out into the room. We all cheered wildly with Nate adding an unneeded “Show your tits.” She reveled in the attention, teasing a little by revealing one shoulder, then both, then finally letting the robe drop. I think the fact her friends were cheering louder than Nate and I was what convinced her to finally settle in the folding chair. I could see the nervousness in her bright green eyes start to give way to excitement as she slowly looked around the room. We all seemed to hold our breath as we watched her sitting there, head down breathing deeply. The red flush of her cheeks started to spread down her neck, across her chest, her pink nipples taking on a darker red hue. I was convinced she was going to get up and leave, bring this contest to a sudden end. Liz opened and closed her legs a few times, squeezing them together as she ran her hands along her inner thighs. Finally with a soft sigh she spread her legs open, her smooth pussy already wet. With a movement so subtle I almost miss it she trailed the tip of one finger along her wet lips , lightly biting her lower lip as she ran her other hand along her thigh. With quick, delicate, motions she rubbed at her lips, slowly moving her other hand up to her smooth stomach. She started lightly stroking her clit next, slowly moving her hand up from her stomach Escort Bostancı over one of her ripe breasts , arching her back. Her moans became a little louder , sliding her hand back to rub her lips. Then with a gasp she plunges a finger into her pussy. Her finger moved quickly inside her , sweat forming on her forehead, her moans coming steady and low. She squeezed her breast , tugging on her nipple, then lowered her hand to rub her clit. Back arched, pushing her hips forward, her eyes were wide as she watched herself. “Finger your ass.” shouted Meg. Liz didn’t respond beyond a shy smile and a slight twitch of her hips. She did, however, slip another finger into her pussy, moving both hands quickly. Her moans kept getting louder louder, juices running out of her. Her orgasm was proceed by a brief “Oh god,” a slow steady whine escaping her lips as her whole body tensed, and then a series of panting gasps as the tension drained out of her. She moved her hands from her body, letting them fall to her sides as she panted for breath, her legs spread and her pink , swollen, wet lips clearly on display. After a few moments, her eyes opened slightly, and she smiled a bit shyly. Once she had donned her robe again, Meg stood and hugged her tightly, kissing her quickly on the cheek. Liz seemed shy as she sat down. I think she knew she didn’t have a chance, but as I watched her it seemed as if she wore a satisfied grin. I didn’t watch her for long, since Meg was walking around the chair, motioning for us to cheer her on. Liz and Dana cheer her wildly as I clap, not quite sure what to be doing with myself. I was rock hard from Liz’s performance, and since Meg had egged the other two into this contest I assumed she had something special in store for us. She posed before the chair, made eye contact with each for a moment, then threw her head back as she spread her arms and let the robe fall to the floor. She held this pose for a moment, letting us marvel in the splendor of her curvy body, her tightly curled red hair hanging behind her. As our cheers grew louder she turned around facing the chair bent over and spread her ass cheeks to let us all see the butt plug twinkling there.

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My buddy Bob comes up with crazy ideas several times every year. I usually go to lunch with him a couple times each month and he pitches his newest deal. Sometimes he actually comes up with something that sounds interesting. Last Spring he hit it big. A friend of his was going into a divorce and needed cash so he sold Bob a sex saddle. This sex saddle was a favorite item of the soon-to-be divorcee and she was going crazy looking for it. Bob gave his friend $500 for the toy. Of course, Bob wanted to sell the toy to me or split the cost with me. Bob gave me a video tape that the manufacturer distributed with the sex saddle and told me to watch it after work.

After work I took a secretary from another office out for a few drinks. Maryanne is a cute little redhead with firm tits and a great ass. I have a very comfortable relationship with her and we satisfy each other sexually without the complications of a long-term relationship. Maryanne is the “friendly fuck” that every man wants and few ever find. I mentioned to Maryanne that I had an X-Rated video that Bob wanted me to watch and I hated watching porn without female company. Maryanne said she was horny and an X-Rated video and a stiff cock was just what she had in mind for the evening.

I took Maryanne home and she headed for my bathtub while I made some dinner and poured some wine. In about 20 minutes she was back into the Kitchen wearing one of my shirts and some thigh highs I bought for her. She snagged the video and went into the livingroom.

The video showed the sex saddle and how well made it was. It looked like a small hassock with a handle on the front and a 3-inch slit down the middle. It had speed controls on a small remote and a solid-state motor. Then this nice looking blonde brought out a special 7 or 8 inch dildo and attached it to the machine. Maryanne was really intent on watching the video as the blonde started the machine on slow and the big pink dildo bobbed up and down and rotated. The blonde ran the speed up to high and the dildo moved quite fast. The İstanbul Escort woman stopped the machine, slopped some KY jelly on the dildo and climbed on the saddle. She spread her pussy and inserted the head of the dildo between her labia. Once she was seated she started the motor and the big pink dildo speared in and out of her pussy. She began rocking forwards and back as the dildo slowly plunged in and out of her. She twisted another control and started rolling her hips. I learned later, from watching Maryanne, that the second control started the dildo rotating. The girl reached an orgasm in about 2 minutes and then twisted the first control again. This time the dildo gained speed until it was rapidly thrusting in and out of her pussy. The blonde looked like she was on a mechanical bull in a bar; she was moving forwards and back and twisting her hips and going crazy. Maryanne was mesmerized. When the little blonde had a thunderous climax and the video ended, Maryanne said she had to try that machine.

I called Bob and told him to swing by with the sex saddle and pick up my check, then I told Maryanne that Bob was on his way over with the machine and if she really wanted to try it out she needed to be prepared for an audience. Maryanne dropped my shirt on the couch, knelt down on the rug and said she would suck or fuck anyone I told her to if she could just ride the sex saddle.

Bob showed up shortly after Maryanne finished sucking me to a nice orgasm. Bob halfway knew Maryanne, and was shocked to find her naked and waiting on my couch. He and I set up the machine and plugged it in. Maryanne spread some KY on the dildo and then straddled the machine. I flipped the machine on low and the dildo started moving in and out of Maryanne. She had a smile on her face that turned blissful as I turned the second switch and the dildo started rotating. Maryanne had a small orgasm and smiled at us. I told her I was going to see if she liked it a little faster. She did. In minutes she was moaning and rolling her hips İstanbul Escort Bayan and thrusting back onto the dildo. Her hair was flying and her tits were bouncing as she came for the second time. I slowed the machine to let her catch her breath, then cycled it back up to high. This time Maryanne started shaking all over and had a screaming orgasm.

Maryanne had four small orgasms and two screamers while I worked the controls and alternated between high and low. Inside of an hour Maryanne was worn out. As I helped her off the machine Maryanne had a dreamy expression on her face and her eyes did not focus well. I helped her to the bathroom and ran a tub full of bubbles for her.

Bob had a dazed expression on his face when I returned to the livingroom. He held out my check and said he didn’t realize what he had when he offered to sell it. I told him Maryanne would never fuck me again if I sold him the sex saddle and I wasn’t going to take my money back. We compromised and became partners.

On Friday evening Bob brought over his girlfriend April, some lumber and an end roll of carpet. Together we built a small platform and covered it with the carpet. Finally we bolted the sex saddle to the platform and ran the electric cord through the access panel underneath. I made notches on the underside of the boards on each side of the platform.

Maryanne arrived as we were finishing the carpet along the edges of the platform and I had her fix everyone a round of drinks. April had been real patient for over an hour but I could tell she had no idea what Bob and I had been doing. I asked Maryanne to let April in on the reason for our construction project. April blushed and said she had heard of the sex saddle but had never seen one. Maryanne said that everything she had heard about it was correct. It was the best bull ride ever.

I told Maryanne that April was a guest and she could use it first unless she was too shy. April decided she was too shy and did not want an audience. Maryanne had no qualms Escort İstanbul and jumped at the chance to go first. She started pulling off her clothes and I had to stop her from immediately jumping on the machine. I told her I had picked up a cowgirl outfit for the evening and if she wanted to ride she had to wear it. Maryanne grabbed April and pulled her into the bedroom so they could talk while Maryanne dressed. The “cowgirl outfit” was a sheer white halter top with nipple cut-outs and a white belt that had 12 inch fringe all around. White thigh-highs and a white Stetson completed the look. Maryanne looks great in white. April was a little shocked that Maryanne would be so casual about nudity. Maryanne told April that after watching Maryanne ride the sex saddle for a few minutes April would have no more inhibitions. Maryanne was right. After five minutes all doubts were gone and April was tossing her clothes on the couch and impatiently waiting for her first ride. When Maryanne had another screaming orgasm, I made her give April her first turn. Before April could climb on, Maryanne insisted that April had to have her own “riding outfit”. She and April dug through my closet until they found a package of thigh-highs. Wearing the thigh-highs and the hat, April positioned her knees and then impaled herself on the dildo. Bob started the dildo slowly and it stroked in and out of April. April smiled and told Bob to pick up the speed. Bob increased the speed and started the rotation. April started moving her hips and rocking. Soon April was shaking all over and her eyes fluttered open and closed. Bob reached over and pinched one nipple, and April quickly had an intense orgasm.

The rest of the evening was memorable. Maryanne would ride and suck Bob or me. Then April would ride and suck Bob or me. Both girls had three rides and multiple orgasms. I came twice for Maryanne and once for April. Bob came twice for both.

About midnight Bob and I decided that we had a great business opportunity and we hired Maryanne and April to run the business. We figured it would take a woman-to-woman network to keep the sex saddle busy and yet discreet. The saddle is working almost every other night. It pays our costs, gives the girls an extra $100 per month, and keeps Bob and me oversexed. I’ll have to tell you more about our crazy little deal later.

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It had been a rather fun few days. What with meeting Candy and enjoying a fabulous romp on her Narrowboat, then the poolside fun with her, her friend Lucy and the latters’ well hung footballer boyfriend. My cum count was soaring for the start of my stay in the U.K.I couldn’t resist the temptation to visit Candy at her upmarket sex toy and lingerie boutique when I found myself with unplanned hours to kill, even less a little wickedly enjoyable fucking in the backroom, before heading back to the train station.After a boring journey on what is laughingly called first class in England, I spent a few days with the family before reassessing my travel plans. I hate having Ataşehir Escort an itinerary to follow, preferring to keep things somewhat fluid.Over a rare treat for breakfast, the ‘full English’ as most Brits would call it, I caught up on the news. Then my cellphone buzzed. “Hi Sylvie, I hope you don’t mind me calling, but I thought you should know that the shop is under threat of closure unless we can up the turnover figures. I know Candy is worried but she keeps it all inside, and I wondered if you might have any positive thoughts or ideas that might help.”Much as I was a little disappointed that Candy had not mentioned anything, Ataşehir Escort Bayan I told Lucy I’d put on my thinking cap and call her back.So, I began tossing over various possibilities in what passes for my brain. Discounting the majority, mentally ticking a couple as maybe’s.Then it hit me. It’s a sex shop, right? So sex had to be a part of the solution. And what does every shopper look for most? A bargain. A gift. A free offer. What if all of that were combined? I was warming to the task quickly. The outline was fairly easy, it was the details that needed refining, and for that I needed a partner in ‘crime’. Escort Ataşehir Lucy! The perfect person. I called her straightaway.”Hi, it’s Syl. I think I know a way of hiking your figures, at least for a day.”We giggled as I gave Lucy the bare bones, and she agreed to do her bit, though I swore her to silence where Candy was concerned.She said she’d do her bit regarding the advanced publicity, as well as persuading her soccer star fella to help out too. Much as she was a little reticent with certain aspects regarding the strict legalities. But all’s fair in love and turnover figures n’est-ce pas?All these wickedly naughty thoughts had me rather horny by now. My hand had drifted almost imperceptibly into the crux of my bare thighs. Yes, I was sat in my sisters kitchen virtually naked and teasing my sodden snatch. A good job she’d left right after cooking breakfast, I mused.As those that know me will know, when Syl wants to cum, she does! And to hell with the surroundings.

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“Master….” I look up at him through my eye lashes. We’re in bed; he’s arms around me holding me close. My move my gaze down quickly down, knowing I have something to confess. “Yes, pet. What is it?” Jamie who has been my Master for about a little over a year looks down at me, a soft smile on his lips. I bite my lip softly knowing I had done wrong, but I know it is more wrong not to say anything. I take a deep breath before starting, unsure if I should look at him, or away. I take the chance and look back into his eyes. “Master, I have something I need to confess. I need to get it off my chest.” “Oh, and what is that?” His smile slowly fades but he didn’t look angry…. Yet. “I…. I well; I played with myself this past weekend when you were out of town… I’m sorry Master, it just happened. I was so horny it hurt not to relieve myself. I know I’m not allowed without asking…. I just, I just had too.” “You had to?! You didn’t have to. You choose too. You disobeyed me knowing full well it was against the rules.” He speaks as he pulls away from our embrace; he slides off the bed not looking at me. I know he is angry. He hardly ever pulls away from me, even if I disobey or make him mad. I know I’m in for it. “I’m sorry, Master. I honestly tried not to. I just….” “You tried?! You clearly didn’t try hard enough. Anadolu Yakası Escort Now did you?!” His voice becomes angry. I could hear the anger boiling inside as he speaks. “I really did. I tried so hard not to. I just, I was so horny. I needed you, Master.” “I don’t care what you thought you needed. You know better, now be silent. I am going to go shower, when I return I’ll have a punishment ready… Go to your corner, kneel and wait for me.” Master has selected a corner in our bedroom for me to go to when I was punished. I have only ever had to kneel there twice before. I’m required to kneel facing the wall, on my knees, hands behind my back. As I go into my corner I can hear the shower start in the bathroom. My mind races at the thought of what he will have me do. The only thing he has really ever made me do in the past was spankings. I have a feeling isn’t going to be a spanking. This is the most extreme disobeying act I have done since he has become my Master. Surely he will do more than that. As I’m thinking the shower turns off, and I hear Master moving in the bathroom. The thought of him walking around in just his towel turns me on. I hear the door creak open as he comes back into the bedroom. I’m still on my knees; I face the wall, slowly biting my Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan lip. My breathing starts to quicken knowing that I’m going to be punished. I have to fight the urge to beg him not to punish me. I know I’d lose that battle though. I had to be taught. “Come here now, pet.” He growls lightly, I know he wants me to crawl to him. I turn to face him as I begin to crawl towards him on all fours. I’m only wearing my collar, which is required. One of Master’s rules is, whenever I’m home I’m to be naked, unless told otherwise. He sits in the only chair we had in our room. He is in fact only in his towel, he watches me crawl to him. I make my way to the chair, and I kneel before him. “Good girl. Now I’ve thought about your punishment, you found the need to enjoy yourself without me. Well, now you’re going to show me what you actually did when I was not here. Except you won’t orgasm this time, you’ll get to the point of orgasm and stop. That, pet, is your punishment. I feel my entire body cry out, I know how hard orgasm denial is. I look up at him; my bottom lip pops out into a pout. “Master, please. No, I promise I won’t do it again. Don’t make me do that. It’s impossible. I’m sorry!” My voice raises higher then I intend it, I feel the lurch suddenly Escort Anadolu Yakası as he grabs my collar, yanking me inches from his face. “Did you just raise your voice at me, slut?!” “I – I – No Master, I am sorry, no. I would never. Please forgive me.” “I didn’t think so, slut… Now go and do what I said before I blister your ass.” “Yes Master.” I speak lightly, in a tone I know I have lost this battle, and better start behaving. I crawl over to where we leave our toys. I grab the nipple clamps, and one of my favorite vibrators, I glance at him before slipping up on the bed. I tease my nipples as I caress and pinched them, I watch him from the corner of my eye, and I blush deeply as I please myself in front of him. Once I feel my nipples are hard I clamp them, I let out a soft moan. I feel the pinch shoot through each of them. I lie back now, my legs wide as I keep my gaze on him, my fingers slide over my soft bare pussy lips. I bite my lower lip, I let out a little whine feeling how swollen my clit already is to the pleasure I’m causing myself. I’m surprised I could be so turned on as embarrassed as I feel right now. I start to grind my hips towards my fingers; I tease and pull on my clit. I can feel how slick my pussy is getting, so close to sliding my toy inside myself. “You seem to be very into this, Pet. You rather please your own self then have your Master do it?” He asks with a slight growl to his words. I feel my heart sink; I know how angry he is at me for being so weak. “No, Master… I never… I much rather be with you. I thought of you the whole time I pleased myself. I swear.” “If you had, you would have stopped.

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I was sitting in the corner of the room in my tiny library cubical. I couldn’t stop tapping my pencil rhythmically and absentmindedly on the desktop. Normally I was a giggling ball of fun, drawing attention to myself with my crazy talks. Unfortunately not today. Instead, I was supposed to be studying for the looming finals next week, but I was a little preoccupied with a mystery. I couldn’t focus on my work, I glanced down at my newly ruined mechanical pencil. Who was this guy? My mind kept wandering to the mysterious guy that had been haunting all my normal hangouts. This man had been in and out of my little circle of friends for weeks now. I honestly couldn’t get him out of my mind. I first noticed him in the Quad just sitting there in the shade reading a book. Then Ümraniye Escort I saw him in the food court eating dinner. Now, he was a few rows down from me, sitting at a table talking to a friend of mine about the way different wages and incomes work in different cultures. Great, so now I was smacking over a smart and cute guy, just lovely. I haven’t had a challenge like this in a long time. But it was almost finals and I needed to work on school. I should not be concentrating about getting into those incredibly, perfectly, snug fitting jeans of his. I shook my head to get that exquisite dream making image out of my head. His looks were just above a normal height, with pure black hair, and deep grey eyes. Nothing extraordinary to Ümraniye Escort Bayan me, but there was just something…unusual. Blushing ten shades of red, I grabbed my books and headed out the door in a blur of speed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him look up at me, as he shifted in his seat to see my speedy exit from the room. As I walked across the green, I decided a shower and some dinner would help me get into a better mind set to tackle those papers that were burning holes in my book bag. I ditched my bag immediately upon walking through the door and slowly pulled off my tee, not stopping a bit as I raced to the bathroom. By the time I reached for the knob to turn on the water, I was down to just my bra and Escort Ümraniye panties. The rest of my clothes made a perfect trail to where I stood in front of my shower. I glanced in the mirror thinking back to the library. My eyes became wider as I tilted my head to the left and I could see the image of him behind me leaning in to kiss my neck. His breath was sweet on my ear and I felt the beat of his heart on my back. His hands slowly wrapped around to my breast. He worked my nipples, gently pulling them through the grey lace. What the hell?! I snapped out of it and turned around. The water was steaming up the room. I slowly tugged my bra off and let it fall to the ground. I ran my fingers over my hips and hiked my panties down just to see the wetness staining the light grey lace.  Great he was really getting to me. Maybe ice cold water would have been a better idea.  I closed the curtain to the shower with one final look at the foggy mirror longing for the image to be real. I grabbed my favorite coconut shower soap and my luffa, as I worked it into a drenching lather.

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As I prepared to leave work after a particularly hectic day, I concentrated my thoughts on getting home and relaxing in a long, hot bath. My DaddyDom, Dave was scheduled to be out of town overnight and that meant I would be alone for the first time since I’d moved in with him two months ago. I love Dave with all my heart and enjoy every minute with him but I was really looking forward to this night. Be honest, a girl needs some intimate time alone now and then, just to be herself!Anyway, during the short drive home, I decided this would be the perfect opportunity not only to relax in a hot bath with a glass of wine, but to catch up on some sexy stories written by my favorite authors on Lush.Arriving home, I couldn’t wait to get out of my work clothes and begin Kadıköy Escort my self-indugent evening. Shutting the door behind me, I threw my purse on the couch and undressed as I walked towards the bathroom, discarding my clothing as I went. I turned on the water to fill my large garden tub, poured in lightly-scented lavender bubble bath, and lit some candles. Now naked, I headed to the kitchen to collect a wine glass, a bottle of Pinot, and my iPad.Back in the bathroom, I poured half a glass of the rich, red liquid and put it and the iPad on a small table next to the tub. I stepped into the warming water, slid beneath the bubbles, and sighed. How divine! A contented smile formed on my full lips as I rested my head on Kadıköy Escort Bayan the bath pillow. After a few restful moments, I reached for my glass, took a few sips, and luxuriated in the gentle lapping of the water caressing my body. With my iPad in one hand, I lay back on the pillow again and thought, ‘What could be better than this?’Having signed into Lush, I selected a story from my reading queue. Sipping wine and reading a sexy tale, it soon had an affect on me. The erotic prose stimulated my mind and, of course, my body reacted. My nipples hardened and there was a definite warmth of arousal in my pussy. It wasn’t what I’d planned but, then again, what did I think would happen? Continuing to read, I tried to Escort Kadıköy ignore my arousal, but the tingling in my pussy was relentless and I began massaging my breasts with my free hand. It wasn’t long before I’d slipped that hand between my open thighs. Oh my gosh, my pussy was already soaked, and just not from the bath water! I slowly rubbed my outer lips, spread them open, and touched my very sensitive clit. Next, I draped a leg over the edge of the tub, opening up my pussy even more so that my fingers could easily slide along the gaping slit. Pushing my fingers inside, I began a slow finger-fuck in response to the erotic story.As I read, my imagination took off and I became consumed in my own lurid fantasies. My body was afire and I put down the iPad. The story could wait, I needed both hands now. I took turns playing with my nipples, rolling them between my index finger and thumb, pulling and pinching them until they ached with pleasure.At the same time, I raised my hips, pushing against my fingers, wanting them deeper inside my wet, tingling pussy.

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Behind my house I have a 16×32 foot in ground swimming pool. I planted vegetation around the pool to make it almost totally private so nobody outside the immediate area of the pool can observe what goes on inside the area because I enjoy skinny-dipping ether alone or with females. One of the things I planted was a muscadine (that’s a wild natural grape, if you don’t know) arbor about 30 feet long along one side of the pool. In the Summer months the arbor provides total privacy along that side and in the Fall it provides delicious fruit I can eat fresh or make wine or jellies and jam from……or give away Pendik Escort to anyone who wants to come and gather the fruits and use it as they desire. Every December the vines should be cut back to within 4 or 6 inches of the primary limbs of the vines. As a result, until the new vines are fully grown the next season, there are gaps in the foliage that people can see through. I keep my pool covered during the colder months with what’s called a winter cover. It’s just a large tarp that is black on the bottom side and a different color on the top side. It helps keep debris Pendik Escort Bayan out of the pool while the pool isn’t being used. That way, the pool pump and filter can be turned off to save on the electric and water bills during the off season. Now that I’ve covered the basics for people who don’t have pools and may not have known, on to my story about opening my pool recently and the surprise I got. The winter cover was removed from my pool, the pool cleaned, and the chemicals in the water balanced a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday I decided to, for the first time Escort Pendik this season, go skinny-dipping in my pool. I got naked inside my house, wrapped a large pool towel around myself and went to the pool. I removed the towel and then stuck one foot in the water to see how warm or cold it was, and it was cold, cold, almost frigid cold. So rather than just plunging into the water I chose to be timid (call me a sissy if you want to) and enter the water very slowly…..only by a few inches at a time until my body could withstand, and adjust to, the coldness of the water. I put my other foot in the few inches of water on the top step at the end of the pool. Soon, I put both feet on the second step and sat my butt above the steps on the concrete facing that surrounds the pool on all sides. A minute or so later I put both feet on the bottom step, and put my butt in the water on the top step.

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