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It was the hottest day of the year so far. We could only bear to stay on the beach for about half an hour at a time. The sea was a welcome refresher and helped wash the sweat from our bodies. We’d all been friends for years, grown up together and been through school together. Anne and I had tried to be a couple once or twice but jeopardising our friendship was just not worth it. Kym and Anne had had most of their classes together and helped each other out with studying. It was no surprise that we’d all ended up best friends. We used to come to this secluded beach with our families for years. But now we were all 17, we managed to find our own way in Kym’s old beaten car. A few towels and a tent were all we needed, and maybe a little food to cook on the fire at night. We hardly used the tent. If it wasn’t raining, we found a sheltered spot in the sand dunes and crashed out in our sleeping bags round the fire. We never had any trouble; the nearest village was so quiet that they even closed the police station! All three of us virgins, we didn’t really want for much else other than each other’s company. Sure, I’d had girlfriends, Anne and Kym had had boyfriends, but each of us would drop everything for the other in times of need. A fact that our respective partners found too weird to understand, so our relationships Maltepe Escort never lasted more than a few weeks. But we had all we needed in each other; good talks, good laughs, good company and good times. It never crossed my mind that it would ever become a sexual relationship. This weekend was when it all started. Maybe it was the heat, maybe the drinks, but something changed for all of us that day. We had all just been in the sea to cool off, holding hands and jumping against the waves, all of us laughing like little kids, caught up in the nostalgia of it all. Back on the beach we towelled ourselves quickly so we could put more sun lotion on before we started sweating again. Kym rubbed it onto my back as I covered Anne’s shoulders. The girls quickly did their own fronts and lay face down on their towels. ‘Do our backs please Dane?’ Kym asked, ‘it’s just too hot to be standing up!’ I rolled my eyes, knowing I had just been swindled. I didn’t mind. I was always looking after the two of them, just as much as they had my back. I think this was the first time I’d noticed how kind puberty had been to them. Anne with her glowing auburn hair and creamy skin, and Kym with her dark locks and olive skin. Both of them had amazing bodies, we cycled everywhere together so we could save our Maltepe Escort Bayan money for petrol and drinks so we could get away on the weekends. So, I guess, we were all as fit as could be. I stood over the girls, looking down at their beautiful bodies spread out before me, surprising myself that I was seeing them as beautiful for the first time. I knelt between them and squirted a little lotion on each of their backs, gently rubbing it into their hot skin. The girls were facing each other smiling, moaning in appreciation. I worked steadily lower on their bodies, going under their bikini tops for complete coverage. Anne took the initiative and undid hers at the back. ‘Its not as if anyone will see us anyway!’ She remarked as she let the straps fall to the towel, leaving her slender back completely exposed. Not to be outdone, Kym pulled her bikini top over her head and quickly lay down again. ‘I could do without the tan lines anyway!’ she giggled. Seeing the girls in just their bikini bottoms was starting to turn me on, I was glad they were face down, they would have easily seen my growing member through my shorts. ‘What have you stopped for Dane?!?!’ Kym playfully scolded, ‘We’re gonna burn here!’ ‘I’m done.’ I muttered, hoping to lie down and hide my lazy hard-on. Escort Maltepe ‘Do my legs…please?’ Pleaded Kym. ‘I feel so tired in this heat, I can’t sit up anymore…’ She opened her legs slightly to allow me better access, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her beautiful buttocks and the glimpse of her crotch from this vantage point. I couldn’t believe it. Why the hell was I staring so much? We had run naked on this beach a thousand times together! Maybe it was the heat getting to me. I started at Kym’s calves, massaging the lotion into her skin, I let my mind wander off so as not to be focussing on her cute little ass. As I worked higher, up over her toned thighs, my cock was starting to strain against the fabric of my shorts, I almost didn’t realise that Kym had been moaning in appreciation and pleasure all this time. Feeling cheeky and really horny, I let my hands wander over her round buttocks, mesmerised by the almost invisible hairs that glistened in the sun. I stopped suddenly, noticing Anne was lying on her side facing me, her eyes glued to my crotch, a naughty smile on her face. Her pert breasts tipped with perfectly round pink nipples tempting me to stare. I looked skyward. ‘Enjoying yourself I see?’ She smirked, raising an eyebrow. ‘Mmmhmm’ moaned Kym, responding to the question directed at me. Anne just giggled, rousing Kym from her sub-conscious state. ‘Wh-what?’ murmured Kym, ‘did I miss something?’ ‘Nope.’ Replied Anne, ‘It’s still there!’ As she pointed to my crotch, I tried to grab a towel to hide my obvious erection. Kym snatched it from my grasp. ‘I wanna see it’ grinned Anne.

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The chill of the cold steel shackles around my wrists and ankles began to raise goosebumps across my skin. I could feel the cool dry air of the room as it moved in and around my mostly naked form as I stood, spread-eagled and chained to the two large columns in the center of the room. In the center of her room. My breathing deepened as the realization of my situation began to sink in. My temperature was running high from the anticipation that had built up over the course of the last few weeks so the cool air felt rather nice. Excitement filled my body and my cock began to stir as my thoughts ran away with lustful imaginations about the possibilities this day held.“Hey there.” came a voice from behind me. Her husky voice, though quiet and low, sent a thrilling shockwave of energy throughout my body! I hadn’t heard her come in.“Don’t look at me until I tell you to!” She said as she walked closer to me. The clack of her heels on the stone floor giving her position away.In the surprise of it all, my cock stopped stirring and began to soften. Almost as if it knew it must wait for permission as well.“Yes, mistress.” Suddenly the air in the room seemed much cooler and I began to shiver slightly. More from anticipation than from the cold.She noticed right away.“Awww… Are you cold baby?” Then her tone changed to a lustful murmur, “Or are you just that happy I’m here?”“A little of both mistress,” I admitted.She let out a low subdued laugh that sent additional shockwaves through my body and my cock suddenly quit behaving.“Well,” she said, “I’m very happy you’re Anadolu Yakası Escort here. We’re gonna have such a great time today. That is IF you do exactly what I say when I say it. If you don’t, I’ll have a good time and leave you with nothing-Frustrated and desperate. Is that understood?”“Yes, mistress,” I answered with a slight rasp in my voice.“Good.” She said moving close enough that I could feel the heat of her body on my back. She whispered in my ear, “I’ll rock your world if you’re good for me baby.”At that phrase, my cock began to strain against the thin fabric of my athletic briefs as I felt her hand touch my back.“I like your muscles baby,” she said and her hands moved around to my chest. She traced her fingers around my pecs and then lightly played with my nipples.“Mmmm and I can’t wait to give these guys some focused attention!”My breathing intensified as did my trembling as the excitement crackled in the air around us.She drew her hands back and I felt something cold and hard press against me right above the waistband of my briefs.“Let’s get a good look at you baby. You aren’t going to be needing these for the rest of the day anyway.” At that, she pulled my briefs out away from my body and proceeded to cut them off me.As they fell away, my cock fell heavily as well. Bouncing as it reached its full potential.She grabbed my ass with both hands and began to squeeze as she whispered in my ear, “Your cute ass is mine today baby.” Then she began to dig her fingernails into my butt and said, “I’ll Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan make sure you don’t forget!”I groaned as she released her grip and softly kneaded my cheeks with one hand while the other hand cupped my butt and began sliding slowly down between my legs – excruciatingly slow. She continued the motion, reaching my balls first and then my shaft as she proceeded to grab both in a firm grip that stopped just short of being uncomfortably painful.“Actually, I suspect you’ll remember for quite some time,” she said as she ran a finger down my length. Then she laughed that same low laugh that made me pulse with energy and said, “Awww someone is soo ready for me! Yeah, we’re gonna have a good time today!” Then she grabbed my throat with her other hand, pulled my manhood back between my legs, and bit my ear.That moment in time is something I will never forget. Though it wasn’t even the most pleasureful moment of that day it’s forever frozen in my mind. The feel of the chains on my limbs. The vulnerability I felt from the nudity, bondage, and the control she had over my most intimate parts. The feel of her possessing me, me belonging totally to her. I’ll never forget it. I groaned audibly and yielded myself to her as much as I could. My body trembled with excitement to the point I was almost lightheaded from the experience.She released me, stepped back, and a moment later I felt the slap of a whip against my butt.“Do you want to look at me?” she asked. Before I could nod my head she said, Escort Anadolu Yakası “Take 25 strokes on that fine ass for me baby and I’ll let you look at me ok? Count them out now.” Immediately another stroke fell.I had never been whipped before, so the experience was new, but it registered quickly that the sound of the whip was far worse than the bite. I began to count.“One.”“Good baby! Here’s another one!”I think it was around number fifteen that it started to get a little painful and I began to groan a little with the strokes, but I was so charged with excitement that I didn’t care! I counted each stroke off as she applied them and when we hit twenty-five she stopped and began once again to caress and carefully knead my now tender cheeks.“You did so good baby! I like how your sexy ass shakes when I hit it! I think it’s even cuter when it’s pink! How about a little reward for you?”“I would be so grateful mistress!” I said my chest heaving from the whipping and my excitement.“You had better be baby!” she said with a smile.Again her heels clacked against the stone floor as she began to walk around me and soon I caught a glimpse of my mistress. She was wearing a mini black silk robe that stopped mid-thigh, matching fishnet tights, and dangerous-looking stilettos. She walked in front of me and gave me that smirk that always drives me crazy as she let her eyes wander deliberately over my body.“Time for your reward big boy,” she said with a wink. She began to untie the sash of her robe and my breathing intensified as she then opened the robe with a cruel slowness revealing her beautiful 5’ 5” body, slender, toned, and lightly tanned from the summer sun, wrapped in a faux leather jumper.My breath caught when she came into sight. I had always thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world, but seeing her at that moment is, once again, an image that is forever seared into my mind.

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The heat was staggering as she climbed the steps to the third level of the ferry that would take her to the island. Relief came in Bostancı Escort a cool breeze off Bostancı Escort Bayan the Escort Bostancı water once the vessel started moving.Freedom was across this lake; the closer she got, the sweeter it tasted. Allowing herself a full week of joy had its price.But he would touch and taste her until she was completely sated while taking what he needed. She made this trek yearly and it never failed to be magical. She loved the island, but she loved the man even more.

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The following morning, David and Diana had breakfast with Bob and Ruth. Diana was amused to see that after their long night of sexual adventure, Ruth was proudly exposing her bare breasts to any and all who wanted to see.“How did you enjoy last night?” Diana asked Ruth.Ruth put her fork down and stared at Diana. “Honestly, I’ve never experienced anything like it. I love Bob so much, but he just didn’t have the sexual knowledge to teach me the things you did last night. Yesterday morning I was a total prude. Now here we are twenty-four hours later and all I can think about is all the time we wasted and having more sexual experiences. Bob tried and I was just too prudish to try anything new.”“Think of your time here as an opportunity to expand your sexual knowledge,” David said softly. “The other people on the island are all swingers. If you open yourself up to the possibilities, you can learn more about yourself and what gives you the most sexual satisfaction.”Diana put her hand on Bob’s leg. “You learned a lot, too. You seemed to enjoy having the girls ride your face.”“Are you kidding?” Bob said with a big smile. “That was just fantastic. I feel so much closer to Ruth after this. You two were amazing in showing us how a couple can be in love with each other and still enjoy their sexuality. I hope that Ruth will be ready to do that every night when we get home. I love Ruth so much and I love that she had the courage to take this opportunity with me.”“Why are you limiting yourself to nighttime activity?” David asked. “You need to expand your horizons. Sex in the daylight is just as good as at night. Look over there,” David said, pointing to a grassy area about a hundred yards away. “We have a sex swing. After breakfast, you two should go over there, get naked and fuck, right there in the open. I promise you’ll attract the other guests who will jump at the opportunity of joining you.”Ruth giggled. “That sounds like fun. It sounds very naughty, but I’d like to try it, Bob.”“You’re on, babycakes,” her husband said with a big grin. “I have to admit that I enjoyed watching you having sex with David and Diana last night. I wouldn’t mind watching again, and who knows? Maybe some sexy wife will want to have fun with me?”“You two go on down there,” Diana said, waving her hand in the direction of the swing. “Let’s get the day started with a hot fuck.”“I like the way that sounds,” Ruth said as she stood. “Come on, baby. Let’s show everyone how a hot young married couple can get it on.”As Diana and David watched the young couple walk to the sex swing, Shelly and Ed came out to the dining area and sat at their table.“What are you watching?” Shelly asked.“That couple walking to the sex swing,” Diana replied and pointed Kadıköy Escort in their direction. “We’ve encouraged them to give everyone a demonstration of how that piece of equipment works.”“Did you spend the night with them last night?” Ed asked.“We did,” David answered. “They are just young and inexperienced. You know… all their sex was missionary and quick. We just gave them a few pointers.”“Should I bill them for your time?” Ed said, laughing.“No,” Diana said with a grin. “It was just a friendly service that we both enjoyed. That young woman has the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted.” Then looking at Shelly, Diana added, “Except yours, of course, Shelly.”Shelly puckered for an air kiss to Diana and turned to David. “We had something extra added when we remodeled the house. Tim built in a ‘spy window’ for us. It’s at the top of the house and you can see most of the island from there. We decided it would be a good idea to keep an eye on things from a distance.”“I think that was a wise decision,” David told her. “Ed, how is your security system working. Now that we have a few guests, can you tell if it’s working properly?”“Oh, yeah,” Ed laughed. “You remember that I got cameras that activate on motion. Last night two couples went into the back bar. They fixed some drinks before shedding their clothes and swapping wives. I’ve got about thirty minutes of tape if you want to see it.”“Are we making our own porn now?” David asked.“Hey, I can drop it onto a DVD or just keep the files for a while. Anytime anyone needs a little entertainment, I can provide it. I wouldn’t be surprised to see them again tonight. The furniture in the bar offers all kinds of possibilities.”“Ed, that’s a great idea, however, I want those tapes kept in a very secure environment. Should those tapes get out we could find ourselves in a heap of trouble. They should be wiped clean after each group of guests leave the island.”“Sure, boss.”“Speaking of possibilities,” Diana said. “Something happened last night that gave me an idea. The young wife had a manicured bush but more hair than I like. So while I was going down on her, I thought it would be a great idea to offer a Brazilian Wax treatment here for our guests.”“What’s that?” Ed asked.“Oh, Ed,” Shelly gasped. “Brazilian Wax is a nice way of saying having your bush removed and being hairless like I am.”“You know I approve of that,” Ed laughed.Continuing her thought, Diana added, “Anna told me about a business in Freeport that does waxing, shaving, and tanning. I’ll bet we could get one of those women to come out here once a week and use the massage space for waxing. I just think that being hairless is a statement about being free and knowing what a pussy Kadıköy Escort Bayan is for. A woman without a bush knows her pussy is made for fun.”“Very well said,” David commented. “I think it’s a great idea. Can you get Anna to set it up?”“I’ll call her and see,” Diana said as she picked up her cell phone.Shelly stood, looking out toward where Bob and Ruth had gone. “Come on, Ed,” she said. “Let’s go to the spy room and see what they’re doing.”Ten minutes later, Shelly had the binoculars to her eyes and focused on the couple by the sex swing.“What’s going on?” Ed asked. “I can’t see that far.”“I can tell you they’re both naked. Right now, Wifey is on her knees sucking hubby’s cock. Looking to the right, I can see another couple watching them. I’ll bet you two bucks that the other couple will be moving in to join them quite soon.”Ed was intrigued watching Shelly. She was bent over, holding the binoculars with her ass pushed out.“She’s getting into the swing now,” Shelly reported to Ed. “She has her feet in the stirrups with her legs wide open. Hubby just filled her with his cock and she loved it. This little bitch really loves cock. I don’t have to be standing behind her to tell you that.”Ed put his hand on Shelly’s ass, rubbing it slowly in a circular motion. As she continued to give him a play-by-play description of the people fucking in the sex swing, Ed pulled up her sarong to reveal her beautiful round ass. While she continued to tell him what the people in the swing were doing, Ed dropped his pants and pressed his stiff cock against her wet hole. When he pushed it deep inside her, Shelly groaned.“Do you like being fucked while you watch other people doing the same thing?” he asked her.“Yeah,” she said in a gasping voice. “But I want your stiff dick any time I can get it. It’s just more fun this way.”“Maybe you’d like to go to our bedroom and watch the two couples I got on tape last night.”“I think we’re going to have to try out that swing, Ed. It looks like she’s going a little crazy. Hubby just pulled out and sprayed his spunk all over her tits. Fuck, that is so hot!”“Is it better than what I’m giving you?”“The woman that was watching just walked up. She’s licking up Bob’s cum and fingering Wifey. Now the second woman’s man is there. He pushed her out of the way and pushed his cock into Wifey. Damn, he must be big. Wifey’s eyes just bulged out, but she’s taking it and appears to love it. The other man’s wife just went to Wifey’s husband got on her knees and is wagging her butt at him. He’s spreading her wide. Damn, he just rammed his cock up her ass.”“I’m getting close, Shelly,” Ed in a groan. “Where do you want it?”Shelly quickly put down the binoculars, Escort Kadıköy spun around, and dropped to her knees. “I want it in my mouth,” she said before swallowing half of his wet cock. She grabbed his balls and squeezed them just as Ed let go. He buried his fingers in her blonde hair and gave her everything he had.When Shelly managed to swallow it all, she smiled up at Ed. “I’ll give you a little time to recover and then we can watch your video from last night.”oOo Back on the dining patio, David and Diana were still drinking coffee and watching the action around the sex swing.“That swing was a great idea, love,” he told Diana. “I’ll bet there are another two couples with them in the next ten minutes. Ruth is about to get more than she bargained for.”“What are the chances they’ll join a swingers club when they get home?” she asked, still watching.“I’d say the chances are pretty good. Maybe I’ll suggest to Bob that he make Ruth a hotwife. Then he can invite men to their home and watch all he wants.”“He did seem to enjoy watching,” Diana added.“I’ve got another idea,” David said softly, his eyes still riveted to the action around the sex swing. “Based on how our guests are enjoying the swing, I’m wondering if we should invest in a fucking machine. I’ve seen them in porn and the women seem to enjoy a cock that never goes soft and never stops.”Diana cut her eyes back to David. “That’s a damned good idea, love. We could just put it on the list of things available at the resort and charge a small fee for renting it. That would be another source of revenue.”“Have you ever tried a Sybian?”“I haven’t,” Diana smiled. “Perhaps we should get one and I could test ride it first.”“I looked into buying one about a year ago, thinking it would be a nice thing to have in my apartment to fill in when I was tired. The unit costs around $1,400 and comes with all kinds of add-ons. They’ve even got one attachment with two dicks so you can have a double penetration while your clit is being vibrated. I’d guess we’d have them paid for in no time.”“Do they come in colors?” Diana laughed.“Oh, you bet,” David said with a grin. “They’ve got your basic black, sensual purple, hot pink, and sexy red. We could put it on display in the lobby with a note saying it could be rented for $100 a night.”“If we tell the manufacturer what we’re doing, they’ll probably give us a discount.”David picked up his phone. “Let me see,” he murmured as he played with the internet function. “Here we go… the Sybian is made by Abco Research in Illinois. I think you should call them and put on your sexiest voice. Tell them we want to use them at our resort and ask what kind of deal they can give us for advertising their machine.”“Now that I think about it,” Diana said with a twinkle in her eyes, “I need to get Anna to arrange to get her friend out here that sells sex toys. We should display her best toys somewhere around the lobby and sell them for her in between her visits. When do you think would be the best time to set up a weekly toy demonstration?”

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Salome moans a high-pitched lilt that sends thrills through me. Her hips undulate, dancing upon my lips, tracing a meandering path for her pearl along my outstretched tongue. Back and forth her hips rock, as I taste the One I adore. I see her, mouth open, eyes rolled back, her belly muscles stretching, and breasts softly swaying as she makes of me her mount. Involuntarily Ümraniye Escort I reach up, wanting to hold that sweet bottom as she leaks down upon me. “Who gave you permission to touch,” Mistress Salome snaps, slightly breathless, but continues her ride upon my mouth. I am good, returning my arms to my sides, gripping my Ümraniye Escort Bayan own thighs. I taste her and feel her in my own cunt. My naked, empty cunt, twitching back and forth, squeezing and releasing, begging to be touched. But I will NOT touch her, not without Mistress’s permission. I hold my arms at my side and Escort Ümraniye compromise, squeezing my thighs together, trying to squeeze my cunt with indirect sensation. That is permitted, Salome will not punish me for this tiny act of disobedience. No, she writhes on me, her juices smearing my lipstick and making my cheeks shine with joy. I want to lick her, I want to hurry this but know by now that Mistress Salome sets her own pace. And she moans again. And I concentrate upon the feeling of her sex on my mouth. I can feel her muscles tightening, feel her muscles drawn tight as a drum. Her mound presses on my nose and I keep my gaze upward, looking Her in the eyes. 

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It really was just another day in the office. I had just finished a major presentation I had been working on for a few weeks. It went well and I was just starting to relax before the next one. It was mid morning on a warm summer’s day. In the summer I like to wear stockings, nothing about feeling sexy you understand. I just like to feel a bit of fresh air movement on a warm day. On this day I was wearing hold ups. My legs are quite slim and one of them kept falling down a little.I was just pulling it up when I noticed Jack having a Ataşehir Escort peep at me. He didn’t see that I saw him, his eyes were somewhere else. Now, Jack was a bit of a looker and a few years my junior, more than a few actually. That didn’t matter though, I was just happy to get a look from him. As I said earlier, I had a bit of time on my hands. I was just passing the time before the next big project. While I was sitting at my desk, I started daydreaming. I imagined that I just walked over Ataşehir Escort Bayan to his desk and bent over it as I lifted my skirt. He would then take me from behind while squeezing my breasts.Nobody else in the office would notice of course. It would just be a natural thing. I remember going to the zoo once. In one of the caged compounds was a tribe of baboons. The alpha male was just strutting around with an erection. As he passed a female he just took her, no box of chocolates or bunch Escort Ataşehir of flowers. He just took her and moved on to the next. All the other baboons took no notice; they just carried on as normal. Even his conquest went back to picking fleas out of another baboon’s arse. None of that ‘Was that good for you?’ nonsense.I was allowing my daydreams to make me a bit wet. Would Jack be my baboon for the day? I waited until the woman next to Jack went to the coffee machine. Standing up to adjust my stocking I lifted my skirt a little higher than needed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jack taking a good look. Then his eye caught mine; I just gave him a naughty smile. He went a bit red and quickly looked away. It was coffee time, the rest of the office were now gathering around the various vending machines. Jack remained seated.

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A dense crowd of sailors in dress whites crowded around the single-stage, lavishing tips on each dancer that appeared from behind the blood-red curtain at the far end. The small, round, pedestal tables dotting the room were just big enough for one dancer and two or three flyboys on their first night back from sea duty, hungry for booze and pussy. I remember wondering why these girls thought they had a chance of snagging a naval aviator, and whether it had ever actually happened.I first noticed Laurie two songs into her set. She was new, and the guys didn’t quite know what to make of her. Sandwiched between blonde, tanned, beach-bunny types, Laurie was a stark contrast. Tall, slim, but very hard-bodied, her skin was the whitest I’d ever seen. Jet black shoulder-length hair flared and bounced as she danced, always falling exactly back into place when she was still, as though it had a memory all its own.Even her dancing was unusual. One minute her moves were feline, stalking prey stageside. The next, she was playful and laughing, as though she was having Maltepe Escort the time of her life. For the first time that night I was staring, and she was returning looks that bumped my pulse another notch. Her last song was a slow blues tune. She writhed and stretched on the stage floor under blue lights, eyes closed, as though she was alone, stroking and fondling her milky thighs and breasts. She had hushed the raucous place into silence while assuring us her thoughts were miles away.It wasn’t long before she was sitting at my table. I didn’t even have to ask, and I was sure I was the luckiest guy in the place. Thinking back, it’s hard to imagine believing the fantasy that seemed so elusive at the time. A waitress arrived, and I ordered drinks. Hers was tequila, a double.Yes, this was her first night. She was from Missouri. No, she didn’t know a soul here yet. She liked Billie Holiday. She had a probation officer – something about a misunderstanding with an old boyfriend. Yes, she’d like another double. Sure, she’d Maltepe Escort Bayan love to go to my car for a buzz. She raved about my Toyota as though it was a Ferrari. We smoked most of the homegrown stashed recklessly under the front seat. We drank, she danced, and I struggled to stay in touch with reality until the club closed. I hated to see it end. But, as they say, all good things…I made my way to the car, a little concerned about how I would make it home in my altered state.  Laurie was waiting, leaning against the front edge of the hood, watching me with an evil grin. Her ride had gone without her, could I take her home? Now, I wasn’t a strip club regular, but I was pretty sure this didn’t happen often. Dancers just didn’t go home with customers, right? Right.She tossed the large canvas bag filled with her work gear into the back and I drove on auto-pilot, heart pounding like it might explode out of my chest.”Show me the beach? It must be beautiful at night.”She seemed immune to the pot and tequila, Escort Maltepe still playing the sensuous siren against the playful tease with such unaffectedness that I doubt I could have refused her anything.I parked the car just off the road, squeezing it into a break between two twenty-foot dunes. It must have been after 3:00 AM, but there was enough of a moon to make the white sand glow like new-fallen snow. The water sparkled in the distance as small waves quietly collapsed onto the beach, leaving the sand flat and slick after a slow retreat.Laurie was so awed by the scene, one I had by then taken for granted, that she sat quietly and stared for a long time. Then, suddenly, she reached forward and brought the radio to life. Looking at me with her playful grin, she said two words that are etched into my memory to this day.”Watch me.”Ten feet in front of my car, Laurie danced for me. I remember Billy Joel playing on the radio. I remember her perfect white breasts quivering just a little as she slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head. I remember how her hips wiggled a few times as the faded cut-offs she shed inched down her firm thighs, finally falling in a small dark heap in the sand. I remember her hands, busy between her spread legs, one in front, the other behind, and how her dark hair fell to cover her face as her fingers did a dance of their own.

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Born from the union of a speed boat racer and a professional athlete, I was probably hooked on it in my mother’s womb. Being involved in the races with Dad only did it for me until my teenage years, then I wanted, needed more. A career in the forces was an obvious choice.As a little boy the sirens used to mesmerize me. I’d like to say that these days they’re just a part of my everyday life, but God, a bit ashamed to admit it, they still turn me on.It doesn’t help now that Sgt Chesterfield aka Chez drives like a maniac, speeding through red lights at 70mph. When I question her, she replies over her shoulder, “The sirens are loud enough for the fuckers to hear.”She has the same Kartal Escort devilish grin, her eyes flare up the same way, as when I first saw her with a detonator in her hand in Shoeburyness getting her fix at a controlled explosion site. “Can’t help it, I just fucking love blowing things up.” And let me tell you, it’s not only bombs she has that effect on.She wipes pearls of sweat off her forehead before doing a 180°-handbrake-dirt-cloud drift, parking up in front of an abandoned factory building. She springs out of the vehicle leaving the engine and the blue lights on, shaking her long blonde curls out of her beret, while I get the bomb Kartal Escort Bayan suits from the storage compartment.“I let you take charge,” she announces. “I’ll be no2. Whatever we’ll find in there, I’m sure you can handle it. I’ll only intervene if you do something foolish.” Being here is foolish… risking our lives every day is foolish. But my cock disagrees. It craves this high and her lunatic attitude drives me insane. And her hair… I just want to wrap it around my fist and… As we raid the collapsing building part of me thinks, fuck that bomb, just drag her into one of these decaying rooms. I know she’d be up for it, she’d Escort Kartal let me know in no uncertain terms by rubbing my hard-on while we detonated WW2 warheads in situ. “It’s ok,” she’d said suggestively stroking her thigh, “danger does it to the best of us. Just make sure you find an appropriate outlet.” Despite her constantly ripping out pages from the rulebook, I’ve so far remained professional and kept my rocket in my pants. But we’re walking on tightrope now and once I lose it, she won’t know what’d hit her.I follow procedures stringently, securing the building room by room. Then in a foul-smelling locker room we find the device on a makeshift brick table. The deafening high-pitched wail of sirens penetrate the walls and I watch her lips tremble as she curses under her breath, making the room spin around as I briefly consider passing the reins back to her.As I proceed to peel off a cosmetic cover from the IED, I reveal a timer with angrily flashing numbers, 17:54.

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We left Sheri on her knees, naked outside Jenny’s house, in public view, crying to be let in. Meanwhile, Steve-O is on the way to help with Sheri’s present.After fifteen of the most embarrassing minutes of Sheri’s life, Jenny finally opened the door. In a very demanding voice, Jenny said, “Crawl on your hands and knees and come on in slut.”~~~Sheri~~~“Oh, Mistress, I’ve missed you so much. Can I please have a hug and kiss?”   “Of course, you can, dear, as long as you lick my pussy first,” Mistress Jenny replied.I dove in and feasted. I’d had some bush back home in Kentucky, but nothing tasted as sweet as Mistress Jenny. Her lips were plump, and her clit was something I craved all the time. Looking back over the last few months, I simply couldn’t believe the changes Jenny pushed me through. Oh, how I loved it!After devouring her pussy, I shared her juices with her in an erotic make-out session for the next ten minutes or so. We finally broke apart, both flushed and breathing hard. She offered me a glass of wine which I graciously accepted, and then we sat together in her Papa-son chair. I crawled up in her arms, purring like a kitten.Jenny then said, “Baby, as part of your graduation present, Steve-O is on his way. I just spent two days with him, and damn girl, you’re in for a treat!” “Oh, that man has magic hands. I can’t wait for one of his over-the-top massages.”Jenny chuckled and said, “That’s not the only magical thing he has, sweet cheeks. Don’t you remember that fabulous cock he has? I’m getting wet just thinking about it. Brad let me have a couple of days of really rough sex with him last week, and you’re in for the best fuck of your life, sweetheart.” ~~~ Steve­-O ~~~Oh, my God! Here I am driving up HWY1 from Marathon to Key Largo with both a smile and a boner. I know that Jenny said that we couldn’t fool around since her husband only gave her permission to fuck her for the twenty-four hours I had her at my brother’s place, but damn, she’s so hot. She has a world-class ass, and I do plan to have it again. I have a feeling that, with this accent, I can talk her into almost anything.Finally, I find myself pulling into her circular driveway. I pulled my rollaboard from the trunk, walked to the door, and rang the bell. After a minute, I saw the door open and found Sheri on her hands and knees with her ass pointing right up in the air. Oh, this was going to be a fun visit.After batting her eyes at me, she crawled back inside, wiggling her cute little ass the whole way. She sure looked good in that sheer negligée. Was it my imagination, or had she become so much more brazen in such a short time?I told her how sexy she looked then barked out some Anadolu Yakası Escort commands.“Sheri, stand up and slowly strip that sexy little thing off of you. Then grab a towel, lie face down on this sheet I put down here on the floor, and cover up your ass with the towel.”She obeyed like the needy little slut we’d turned her into. It was so hot!I continued, “Now start thinking about young me and my buddies’ hands roaming all over your body for the next ten minutes. After that, try spreading your legs one inch and hold them as long as you dare. After you snap your legs back shut, which I’m sure you will, I remember how shy you are; you may rest and breathe.”Sheri wasn’t as shy as she’d been when I’d seen her last, but she was still very obedient.“Now repeat the five more times. I’m getting you prepared for your graduation present.” ~~~ Sheri ~~~I complied with what Steve-O ordered me to do, of course. But I find it funny that he thinks I’m still shy. Hell, I won’t be shutting my legs and none of the one-inch business. I’m going to be flaring my legs as wide as I could while winking my needy little pussy at him.Then I heard Steve-O say, “If your confidence kicks in, try doing your exercises without the towel covering your ass. If it helps, with the towel off, you can imagine me massaging your glutes. Or, if you prefer, kissing or licking your lovely ass. Yup, I’ve done that a few times in the past. Given the right woman, a good shower, and the right mood, I thoroughly love it.”Oh, God! Was he serious? I slammed my legs closed so damn quickly. It sounded like a trap shutting!Then I heard him say, “Oh, sweet Sheri, don’t be so shy. I’m going to pull this towel off now.” And as he did, I smiled like the Cheshire Cat.What came next was an incredible delight, one I’d never had before.After he pulled off that little towel, he poured some of his buttered rum massage oil down the crack of my ass and over both cheeks. His magic hands started massaging my glutes deeply and erotically. Oh, he was even better than I remembered. His next instruction was to open my legs an inch, but I opened them quite a bit wider.Steve-O asked, “Does this feel good, Sheri?”All I could manage was to squeak out, “Mmm-hmm.”Then it started; he grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, then ran his ring finger up my crack and played with my needy little rosebud. I squirmed. Then OMG, I felt his tongue sliding right up the crack of my ass. Was he really going to do this? He took forever, and it was torture, but finally, I felt his tongue licking my asshole.He pushed his tongue into a point and forced it inside my hole, then licked all around Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan again, then actually started to suck. I was so close to cumming; I just started to moan. The next thing I knew, he slid his thumb inside my pussy while using two fingers to slowly play with my clit. Then he simply began to eat out my ass simultaneously, and I went off like a rocket.He then commanded me to get on my knees and stick my ass up in the air. I did that immediately and was rewarded with his nice hard cock slamming into my pussy. He just fucked my brains out for what seemed like forever. I could tell he was getting close to cumming when he pulled out and swung around to my face and said, “Take me in your mouth, Sweet Thing!”Just as I took his enormous cock in my mouth, there was a knock, and the front door blew open in a swish.  A second later, a literal tall, dark, and handsome man flew in with a dish in hand, yelling, “Jenny, it’s Shane from down the street, just dropping off the casserole dish, but I can’t st-a-y…”As he sat the dish on the table, Shane saw me kneeling with Steve-O’s cock in my mouth, and it kind of knocked the wind out of him.“Well, maybe I can stay.” He smirked and held out his hands, looking at Steve-O as if asking, Hey, dude, can I join in?Steve put his hand on my head and pushed me down onto his rock-hard prick, “You’re supposed to be sucking slut.”“Hey, Mate, join me. She’s a friend’s sub we are just playing with this weekend. And she is nice and juicy on the other end.”I heard Shane drop his athletic shorts and drop to his knees. He grabbed my hips with no illusion of tenderness, and he plowed his dick deep into my wet cunt with no resistance. He growled, and I tried to moan over the flesh that filled my mouth.I sucked Steve with everything I had. I felt his balls, and they were so full. I had a lot to look forward to. Then he just exploded in my mouth. He yelled, “Don’t swallow; I want to see my cum in your mouth.”I did my best, but there was so much it started running out the side of my mouth. Finally, I felt Steve-O stop squirting his delicious cream and slid off his cock.At the same time, Shane was jamming so deep into my pussy I thought he might cum up through my mouth. I wanted to scream, but I now had a mouth full of cum. I could feel Shane tense as he reared back and slammed into me one more time. Steve yelled, “Don’t swallow.”  We both erupted hot cream all over each other. My cunt walls wrapped tightly around him as he pumped over and over through my orgasm. All the while, I am trying not to swallow the load already deposited in my mouth.I looked into Steve’s Escort Anadolu Yakası eyes, opened my mouth with his cum dribbling down.  “That’s a very good little slut. You can swallow now.”  Finally, I swallowed all of his sweet nectar.By then, Shane had his shorts back on and was walking out the door, saying, “Thanks all!” ~~~Jenny~~~As I watched what was going on with my little sub and Steve-O, my jaw dropped. I’d never seen a woman cum so much or so hard. I was dripping wet. I so wanted to feel his tongue on my ass. No man has ever done that to me, and it looked so damn hot.Smiling at Sheri, I said, “Well, my little slut, enjoying yourself so far?”She replied, “Oh Mistress, you have no idea. I know you got to experience his magic hands during our massage in Kentucky, but you never got his full treatment. I am one sexually satisfied woman!”“Oh, my little sub, I had two full days of that beast this week at his brother’s place in Marathon. Do you see all my little love scratches and red marks? They are from him. I never got the treatment you got to your ass, though. I could hardly breathe when I watched him lick your ass. Did that feel as good as it looked?”Sheri just smiled. I thought to myself, I’ve got to feel that myself! Then it dawned on me what a red line I’d be crossing with Brad. I shook my head and told myself, fuck no, I’m not going there.I looked over at Steve-O and couldn’t believe my eyes. This bastard was getting hard again, already. Shit, I’m in trouble.I then said to Steve-O, “Hey bud, you like those nice big tits my sister-in-law has?”He just smirked and nodded his head yes.“You know those babies are a 44DD, right? Don’t you think you’d enjoy sliding your cock between those big sexy hooters?” I suggested.Then I turned to my sister-in-law. “What about you, Sheri? You want that nice hard cock sliding between your tits, or have you had enough cock?”“There’s no such thing, Mistress. You taught me that, and I’m so grateful.”“How grateful, Sheri? Enough to enjoy some pussy at the same time?”“Oh, yes; if it’s your pussy, anytime, anyplace, Mistress.”I took that as my moment. Steve-O had lubed up his cock and Sheri’s breasts and was sliding that nice prick of his up and down between Sheri’s tits with her mouth open and was licking her lips. I took the opportunity to swing my pussy over her mouth and sat down.Sheri’s attention to my pussy felt good, but my eyes were glued to Steve-O’s hard cock. I wanted it so badly. Finally, I took my left hand, wrapped it behind his neck, and brought his mouth to mine. Oh, his mouth was so incredible! While doing a magnificent waltz with our tongues, I felt my resolve slipping away as my right hand very slowly started to reach for cock. A second before I reached his manhood, I heard the door open, and then my heart sank.Brad was pissed! “What the fuck is this shit? Are you going behind my back, bitch?”His hand grabbed my hair and yanked me off of Sheri and away from Steve-O. He slapped me across the face with such a deep hurt in his eyes.

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Just standing there, naked, stroking my stiff cock.I was on my apartment balcony admiring the two Ataşehir Escort Ataşehir Bayan”>Ataşehir Escort Bayan Escort curvy, shapely older ladies sunbathing naked in next door’s garden. Both women were watching me, as they had the previous three days.Soon I increased my stroke rate, needing to ejaculate.The women watched intently as I spurted my cum, then called out, “Tomorrow?”I just nodded in answer. 

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