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Where had she gone? Jonny was at the swimming pool again with his sister, Candi, and he’d spotted Kaitlin. Climbing out of the pool in her skimpy, shiny, pink bikini, her long wet blonde hair hanging down over her perfectly crafted young body, she was every man’s dream, not to mention Jonny. But she had been giving him the signals-sexily strutting along past him, her beautiful ass making Jonny’s lust grow larger, winking at him, licking her lips. Jonny tried his hardest not to let his erection show to the pool, but she was so fit, no man could stop himself from going hard. She kept staring at him, she was flirting, flirting lustfully.

But now Jonny scanned the pool again, and still no sign of her. His heart sank. She was only there five minutes ago, where was she? He started towards the changing rooms to have a shower and freshen up-before he started his search again. He turned to face the pool once more, and stepped back through the door as he did so…

‘Ah!’ came a high scream from behind him, and as he turned around, he nearly fainted from sexual arousal. bayan escort From this point it was obvious Jonny had steeped into the female changing rooms because, lying there, legs apart, was the beautiful Kaitlin, bikini off, her erect nipples rising out of her mountainous wet breasts. And from her legs rose a familiar face…

‘Candi!’ screamed Jonny, trying to cover his 10 inch erect cock. ‘What the-you-wha?’ But before he got an answer, Kaitlin pulled him to his knees

‘You said you wanted me, now come and get me’, and at this point she turned around to reveal her beautiful shaved pussy, dripping wet, but not from the swimming pool. Then Jonny’s sister stood, and his cock got harder. His sister, who he’d always seen as innocent and sweet, was standing over them, naked!

‘Thats right jonny, I was lying. I AM bi-sexual. Me and Kaitlin have been having sex for three weeks now’ said Candi

‘And now its your turn! said Kaitlin, and dragged Jonny up towards the shower. All he could see was the undersides of her bayan escort gaziantep large, wet breasts. He felt like he was in a dream. Kaitlin…she was so HOT!…

He got in the shower, and Kaitlin moved her hands to around his hips, and slowly moved them down his ass. Candi got behind and put them the other way. He felt Kaitlins hands slip his trunks down at the back, and then gasped as his sister’s trembling hands wrapped around his rock hard shaft, and began rubbing.

He turned around to say something, but Candi just moved her lips to his and they kissed, complete with tongues, as he felt his trunks being completely removed in the steamy shower. His cock grew to lengths he never knew it could reach, and touched his sister’s wet pussy She gasped and smiled. He LIKED it, he was actually about to have sex with his sister!

His mind flashed back to the first time he ever caught sight of his sister’s body. WHen she was 15, he saw her in the bath, and that night he dreamed about her. His wildest gaziantep escort dream led to masturbation, and though he repeatedly cum over the thought of his sister, he was now about to cum IN her.

As Kaitlin stood behind him rubbing his hands over her body, Jonny’s excitement grew as his sister pushed herself against the wall and moved Jonny against the floor. She began Straddling him, and Kaitlin sat on his face. As he couldn’t stop his tongue from darting up the sweet 18 year old’s pussy, he could hear the increasing pants of his sister as the hot water of the shower dripped down on them and Jonny lay in the position of his sedxual dreams.

Kaitlin began gasping, she was about to cum! Jonny darted his tongue quicker, not able to stop himself in the excitement. Then he felt his penis become warmer, and then felt a tongue around it. His siter was sucking it! Beofre he could react though, there came a huge scream, as Kaitlin climaxed from Jonny’s tongue-twirling. She stood up, before lying down so Jonny could suck her breats

Jonny spoke for the first time in the changing room. ‘Omigod your tittys are sweet!’ as they were pushed into his face. Then he felt the familiar warmth in his rock-hrad cock, one he felt from now on could never go soft. He was-he was…

‘YESSSSSSS! CANDI! AuH! he screamed as he came in the shower. This was the time of his life-and he was ready to do it all again…

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It was less than two weeks after your 18th birthday that your mom left me. She left a cute little note about how she was going to see the world with that idiot from the car dealership – the one where she took her car for service. It’s easy to see how these things happen. A little innocent flirtation – later turning to infatuation. Then there are the clandestine meetings for lunch in little out of the way places. What is sometimes mistaken for love often turns out to be quite different in the cold light of day.

That was a little over 2 years ago and you had just finished your second year of college last week and we were lounging by the pool. To the casual eye, we were lovers which, in fact, we were. It all started this spring when that strong thunderstorm hit the area. You had always been a little frightened of thunderstorms and, when this one struck, you came into my bed for consolation.

The warm heat of your body through those flannel pajamas began to get to me and my cock began to rise – poking your flat tummy.

Giggling, you reached between us and grasped it. That was all it took. You had been sexually active since you had turned 18 and had been on the pill forever it seemed. Since I sleep in the raw – there was nothing stopping my darling daughter from stroking my rapidly hardening cock. You gasped at its length. SO BIG you said.

My hands were busy un-buttoning your pajama top so I could play with those firm titties of yours with those huge nipples I had glimpsed once before. Pinching and sucking your nipples as my finger found your moist tunnel working you to a fever pitch.

Crawling on top of me – you inserted my staff into your cunt – sliding back and forth until my mushroom cap was wet and juicy – easing my length inside your velvet sheath.

You rested a moment. Then with slow practiced movements your hips began to rotate on my spear. Rising and falling – rotating in first one direction – then the other, your pussy milked my cock.

I hadn’t had sex in ages and it was evident that I couldn’t hold out long. I felt my ball sac tighten as your pussy muscles squeezed and released my huge cock. And I came. All too soon, I’m afraid, but I came. Deep inside your womb.

When I finished – I had you lie back on the bed so that I could play with your pussy to give you relief. Next time I wouldn’t be quite so ready and it would be more satisfying for you.

Since we became so intimate we’ve taken to sunbathing in the nude on the pool deck. Our 10′ privacy fence keeps the neighbors from seeing us. Except nosy old Joyce. I’ve spotted her in their upstairs window with the binoculars glued to her eyes. I think I’ll give her a show.

“Julie,” I ask, “do you want some more sunscreen?”

“Yes, daddy. I’d love some.”

I pick up the bottle of sunscreen and come over to the chaise lounge where you lie on your back. “Roll over, dear, and I’ll do your back first.” You roll over and spread your legs slightly – your pretty pussy is pointing directly toward Joyce and she can’t help but see your fat cunt lips swollen and red with desire. I begin by pouring a liberal amount of sunscreen in the small of your back. Straddling your legs at the knees, I lean forward and begin working it in. gaziantep ateşli escort Slow circular strokes as I massage the sunscreen into your back and shoulders – lingering but a while then working back down to rub some on the cheeks of your fleshy ass. I see you still carry the marks of the paddling I gave you – red round circles from the ping pong paddle.

I move off you and take a seat at your side – where I can, when glancing up, spot Joyce. She is standing there with one hand under her skirt. Playing with her pussy, no doubt. I’m going to tease her more.

With one hand, I slip between your thighs – massaging some oil on the tender softness there – easing that hand toward your pussy lips as I spank your butt cheeks with the other hand. The liquid sunscreen on you makes my slapping you feel all the more. I spread your thighs with the hand that is stroking your pussy lips – widely so that your pussy begins to open.

Gently I use one finger to lightly stroke your pussy – toying with your pussy lips – not entering you – stroking and petting your steaming pussy as your juicy essence begins to dribble out of it – pooling on the chaise lounge between your thighs. You begin to rotate your hips – forcing your pussy back toward my finger – seeking to have it inside of you. I maintain the distance – just out of reach of entering you as you whimper and move your pretty ass closer.

I take the sunscreen and, holding it just above your anus, I dribble a goodly portion onto your little star – at the same time catching some with my other hand and rubbing it in. I circle your little rosebud with my index finger and gently probe it. You move back against me – wanting my finger in your ass – I nudge you gently with it and your anus begins to open – accepting my finger as you would a hard cock – wanting this ass play as much as you love having your pussy played with.

I enter you – up to the first knuckle – gently stroking in and out of your anus as you continue to moan and whimper – begging me to fuck you hard with my finger – begging me to put another finger into your moist cunt – thrashing beneath my ministrations.

I pull my finger from your ass and you groan loudly. I tell you to turn over and I’ll do the front.

Turning, I place a towel over your eyes to protect you from the glaring sun as I begin pouring liberal quantities of sunscreen on your body. Beginning with your belly button – pouring it full and then on to your huge tits with those massive nipples. I have a surprise for you.

As I begin to rub the sunscreen in – I move north to your massive tits with one hand while the other travels south in and around your bare little pussy – teasing it as I did from the rear – stroking your mons – then one of your meaty pussy lips – then the other while your clit is beginning to poke through. Your clit is swollen and huge – red with your desire to be fucked – red with your desire to have your clit sucked hard. I flick it with my finger as I pinch one of your hard nipples – then the other. Must not play favorites.

While massaging the sunscreen in – I reach beneath the lounge and pick up the nipple pumps. Two small glass cylinders with bakımlı gaziantep escort rubber bulbs on the end with which to draw a suction. Placing one on your right nipple, I draw a tight suction on it pulling your hard nipple way up into the cylinder – making it harder and firmer – elongating it and making your aureole swell. Then I put the other nipple pump on the left nipple – repeating the process. The sunscreen lubricant helps form a perfect vacuum and the pumps will not come off until I release the pressure.

Glancing up at Joyce, her hand is furiously pumping her pussy. She has stripped now – shedding all pretense of modesty in her passion. I motion for her to come join us. As she disappears out of sight, I turn my attention to my darling daughter. You are lying there – breathing heavy – nearing the throes of orgasm as your nipple play usually does. Your massive breasts rising rapidly and falling with each labored breath – I begin to stroke your pussy lips again – this time taking two fingers and spreading your pussy lips wide.

Lowering my mouth, I begin to suck on your clit while I French kiss your pussy deeply –trying to work on your ‘G’ spot pad with my tongue. I kiss and lick – suck and bite – kiss and lick some more as your legs are thrashing and beating a tattoo on the chaise lounge – wanting orgasm but not quite reaching it. I stop. And you cry for me to continue – “Please, daddy. Let me cum, daddy. I’m so close – please, please daddy, let me cum.”

Then I feel Joyce’s mouth on my cock. She has knelt down between my legs and begins to stroke me as she sucks my massive cock into her mouth – deeply – all the way into her throat. I can see our Joyce has been practicing how to deep throat – on her hubby, no doubt.

I reach down as she takes me to the bottom of her throat and grab the back of her head – not releasing her as she strives to move off my cock so she can breathe. Holding her there until her face begins to turn purple with the lack of oxygen – then suddenly releasing her – allowing her to draw back and breathe. My cock is at its fullest length and breadth – some 9 inches long and almost 2-1/2 inches in diameter. I didn’t think it was this big.

I position my cock at the entrance to your pussy – teasing your clit with the mushroom cap as I slowly and deliberately enter you. Your velvet sheath feels so good – slippery and tight – clenching and unclenching as I fuck you ever so slowly. In and out – slow then faster – slow again – pounding your hot pussy for all it’s worth – slamming your mons with my pubic bone as my pile driver ass slams that huge cock all the way through your cervix into your womb. I begin to cum – my red hot cum – spurting into the bottom of your depths as my ball sac empties – triggering your orgasm. You wrap your legs around my waist and pull me hard against your hot bubbling pussy as you begin your cum – 2…..no – 3 …… no – 4 or more mini orgasms following the first massive one – I’ve lost count.

We rest. I’ve not the energy to get off of you if I tried. God! Baby daughter – sex gets better with you each time. We still haven’t gotten you pregnant yet but we’re trying. You know – the longer my escort gaziantep cum stays inside you – the better the chances are, don’t you.

When we catch our breath, I suddenly remember Joyce. She’s sitting on the other chaise lounge – finally breathing again – smiling fondly at you as she strokes her pussy. I climb off you and tell Joyce, “Clean up Julie.” And I go for a dip in the pool. As I dive in, Julie is moving between your thighs – one hand on each of your hips – pulling your wet sloppy pussy toward her hungry mouth.

After we’ve taken some time to rest and recuperate, we go into the house and get something to eat. Sandwiches and cheese with crackers and ice cold beer to wash it down. Retreating back to the patio with the serving tray on the table between us – Joyce, you and I eat – gathering some strength – preparing for another session.

You reach beneath the table and begin to stroke my cock – slowly at first – squeezing it and stroking it harder as it begins to respond. Joyce is intrigued with your nipple pumps and wants to try them. Your nipples are all red and swollen when we take the pumps off – maintaining their length of about 1″ or so. They look beautiful – being so full and firm.

I rub some of the sunscreen on Joyce’s nipples and apply the pumps – one at a time – squeezing the bulb – releasing and squeezing again until I have maximum pumping vacuum on each tit. All the time she is moaning and groaning – reaching for her pussy – playing with her clit.

I pull her up out of the chair and lead her over to the chaise lounge. Seated – she reaches for my cock and begins to suck it some more. Slowly then hard – softly – then deeply into her throat as she attempts to swallow me. I am rapidly reaching another erection – though I thought I might be finished for the day.

Pushing her back on the chaise lounge, I kneel between her thighs and lick her pussy – slowly building her up toward orgasm. As I feel her hips in their automatic response mode – signaling that her orgasm is cumming – I rose up – insert my mushroom cap into her pussy and plunge it home. My cock was fully inside her on the first stroke. I pulled out until I was at a point where I could feel her “G” spot with the ridge of my mushroom cap – then inserted my cock again – with slow fucking strokes – a couple of inches at a time – just past her spot – then out again – back in – then out – working her pussy into a frenzy

Her body began shaking – her head was thrown back – eyes glazed over – staring at – but not staring at anything in particular. She had only one focus – to CUM. Loud and long – wailing and moaning – screeching and whining – until I thought the entire neighborhood would come to her rescue but we were lucky, I guess – no one barged in. Then Joyce went limp. Passed out. I had heard of women to passed out when their pleasure button was overloaded – I guess she was one.

Leaving her, I came over to the other chaise lounge where you were. Straddling it – with you between my legs – I reached around you and pulled you to me. I wanted to toy with those massive nipples of yours. As I did so, I reached up and placed a wet sucking kiss on the little spot at the base of your neck – what you call your “On button”. Which turns you on as nothing else will. Sucking and kissing your neck – pinching and pulling your nipples as you wriggled and squirmed in my arms.

Leaving Joyce there, you and I headed into the house – to the Master Bedroom – to shower and then to bed – to cuddle through the night until……….. one of us wakes the other for another real slow sexy fuck in the middle of the night.

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Chapter 11 — Taking Taiba Take Two

Indian aunt continues to enjoy her nephew thoroughly

When I look back on that memorable summer with my mamanis, it was THIS week — the one I spent with Taiba — that was the most life changing week for me. But more on that later — and how a week of seemingly non-stop continuous sexual sojourns with my horny and voluptuous aunt — and my cock constantly buried in her wet and juicy cunt — changed my life. Let me go back to the morning of the day after. The day after the night — when for the very first time I had made love to my chubby Taiba mamani. After — you know — raping her anus the night before, as some you had commented!

It was very early morning, almost after sunrise, that my eyes opened. I am not that religious, so I usually don’t have the habit of waking up that early. Besides, I had been fully drained out by the sex, so I had a good, full night sleep.

As I gathered my wits around me, and my brain fully woke up, I glanced at my beautiful, luscious, plump mamani, sleeping helplessly au naturel next to me.

Oh Taiba! How beautiful she looked! Especially as the blanket had gone below her chest, and her full, big, humongous breasts were on display in their naked, uncovered, unabashed glory. As she snored (very loudly), her boobs rose and fell with her breathing. The morning light glistened on the sweat on top of her areoles and bounced off her radiant skin. Rarely do you use the word ‘melons’ to describe a woman’s bust — but it would be perfect to call Taiba’s huge udders as ‘melons’. No wonder my other mamanis called her doodhwali (the milk lady)! Unable to stop myself, I reached out and touched her nipples. Oooh! Those soft, succulent jet black nipples!

I could hardly believe where I was. I had a crush on Taiba for a long time. OK, crush might be too strong a word, but perhaps … “desire”. Or ‘lust’. My fat aunt Taiba with her big giant ass and huge melons had been the subject of many of my wet dreams for a long time. Too many masturbation sessions I had spent wanking off to thoughts of her chubby goodness — her big breasts, her thunderous thighs and her big, rotund ass. And what it would be to sink my hard penis in between those mounds of jiggling and bubbling flesh.

For so long I had flirted, often playfully, sometimes in the open, with her — sometimes to the chagrin of my other aunts, but I never expected that to lead anywhere. She was my aunt — my uncle’s wife — after all. All that I expected this summer was that I would be frequently giving her ass a squeeze or her cheeks a kiss, close to her lips. I was her peechwade boy! All the other aunts would joke about how my hand was continuously attached to her bum, holding her or pinching her.

And here I was, rolling her big bare nipples in my fingers as she lay blissfully asleep beside me, naked, after a long night of being fucked — often — by me.

What was that noise? I wrinkled my noise and looked at my sleeping aunt. She had farted in her sleep! The blanket had slipped almost completely from her body, and the globes of her rotund buttocks were now on display. As I watched her big bum, she farted again.

I don’t know why, but that turned me on so much! I felt like fucking her right now.

In my zest, I must have pulled the blanket, or pinched her nipples a bit too hard, or somehow disturbed my sexy aunt’s sleep, as I could feel Taiba stirring awake on the bed beside me. As her beautiful eyes opened, I looked at her pudgy face and fleshy cheeks. She broke into a smile.

At that moment, all I wanted to do was to grab her and violently pound her, rape her, fuck her — you get the idea. But I controlled myself. Barely.

“Good morning, my handsome Nazu.” She murmured, stifling a yawn. Another soft fart escaped her body. She seemed not to notice. I would come to learn that Taiba had a habit of farting loudly, unabashedly, in the morning, when she would wake up.

“Good morning, my beautiful, sexy, delicious mamani, Taiba.” I told her, and leaned in for a kiss.

“Um… no.” To my surprise, Taiba moved her face away. “Please, Nazu. Let me go brush my teeth. I don’t want you smelling my rancid morning breath.”

You just farted, mamani!

“I would LOVE your morning breath, mamani.” I told her sincerely. “I would love to kiss your dirty mouth and lick your armpits right now, Taiba. And smell your loud farts!”

I swung my arm and smacked her on her big bum.

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Ugh! You are incorrigible, Nazu. You are spanking my peechwade early in the morning! Let me go, you bad boy! I have to go brush my teeth! Spank me later!”

Even as I tried to pinch her buttocks, she wriggled free out of my arms and got up from the bed. I watched her hefty undraped body as she waddled escort gaziantep over to the washroom.

“Don’t worry, I will be right back, Nazu. Don’t go anywhere!” She told me, slipping into the bathroom.

I didn’t really mind her morning breath. To tell you the truth, and that may just be the pervert in me, I liked that kind of rawness in a woman. The sweat of an Indian woman after she had been working long hours in the kitchen, or the strange aroma of her unwashed pussy, or her armpit hair when she wouldn’t trim for days, or a lady farting with gay abandon — those actually turned me on. Maybe this is why I had already had sex with three maid servants on campus!

The thought of Pushpita — the maid that cleaned the lodge — stirred my loins. Oh how I would love to fuck her after she was tired, dirty and sweaty, after cleaning all the washrooms. My penis stirred. I began to drift into wild thoughts of a threesome with the fat Taiba and the scrawny Pushpita. Oh, I just wanted to hug Taiba’s big body and squeeze her fat everywhere, and then kiss Pushpita while pinching the maid’s small butt!

I decided to get up as well. I too wanted to brush my teeth. I also thought of Taiba’s words.

Don’t worry, I will be right back, Nazu. Don’t go anywhere!

Hmm … maybe Taiba is up for some morning sex?

I could hear Taiba pee. I waited until she was done, and I heard her walk over to the sink, before I entered the bathroom.

“Oh.” Taiba glanced to look at me, but didn’t bat an eyelid. She continued to brush her teeth. “I was wondering what took you so long, Nazu?”

“Er … I beg your pardon, Taiba?”

Taiba laughed.

“I guess I sort of assumed you were going to invade my bathroom privacy, Nazu.” She giggled. “I am just happy you waited until after I had finished peeing.”

Well — tomorrow I was going to catch her in the act, I decided.

I stood in front of the commode and began to pee. I thought Taiba would turn to watch me, but then I heard the door shut. I finished peeing, and then reached for the tissue. After cleaning up, I turned to go to the sink. Taiba was no longer there; having finished brushing and washing her face, she had returned to bed. I walked over to the sink and picked up her toothbrush. It was still wet. Applying some paste to it, I brushed my teeth.

As I said, I am a pervert.

I used to brush my teeth with Shaheen mamani’s toothbrush before, and now I was sharing germs with Taiba. After thoroughly brushing, I then gargled extensively with the mouth wash.

“Smells nice.” I remarked, sniffing my own breath. Rinsing, I returned to the bedroom.

Taiba was in bed, still naked, tucked in, looking at me with a big smile. I jumped into bed beside her, got in under the covers, and then enveloped her in a bear hug.

“OOOMMPH!” She cried out, as I pressed my lips onto hers, and rolled my tongue inside her mouth.

SMOOOOOOCH!

“Oh, baby.” Taiba murmured, as I sucked on her lips.

SMOOOOOOCH!

SMOOOOOOCH!

“Oh … you are making me very horny, my jaanu.” She said, as we kissed.

SMOOOOOOCH!

We continued to kiss long and hard as my hands roamed to massage and pinch her giant boobs. It is amazing, I realized, that I couldn’t cup one of Taiba’s boobs with the palm of my hand — so big her breasts were! No wonder she always wore sari and blouse and petticoat — she wouldn’t be able to fit her frame properly in one shalwar kameez!

Taiba by now had her chubby hands wrapped completely around my penis and was giving me a good hand rub. She needn’t have bothered as I was as hard as a rock by now. Just the thought of Taiba alone could get my motor rolling. My penis was locked and loaded, ready for action.

“Oh jaanu!” Taiba murmured, rubbing my manhood. “You are ready for your mamani! Oh jaanu! Oh my Nazu! Aao, mere jawani aur izzat — dono lutlo! (Come, ravish both my youth and my honour!)”

“Let’s see if you are ready, mamani.” I replied.

My fingers let go of my aunt’s huge melons, and made their way down her body, over her fat and round tummy, and down to her love canal.

“Oh, beta!” Taiba closed her eyes and softly uttered. “Oh, my jaan! Oh, my love!”

I kissed Taiba’s fat cheeks again, and then pushed two fingers inside her pussy.

“Oooh my jaanu!” Taiba could only helplessly mutter, as I started finger fucking her. The sun was up now, and I could see the light glistening in her juicy hole. She was totally wet by now, and had started to leak.

“OH NAZU! OH MY JAANU!” Taiba was now moaning. “I am yours! Take me! Take me!”

“Oh yes, my bitch.” I told her. I climbed up on the bed and positioned myself over her body. I moved my hips up and pressed the head of my cock at her opening. Taiba looked araban escort into my eyes.

“Take me, my love.”

I pushed forward and Taiba pressed back at me. My sexy overweight aunt was so wet that in one motion, I slid almost the entire length of my cock into my mamani’s pussy.

“OH JAANU! OH JAANU! OH NAZU! OH NAZU! OH NAZU!”

Taiba’s face was lost in the throes of ecstasy. She was having an orgasm even as I started to get a rhythm going. Her hands were wrapped around my body, clutching my buttocks as I humped her. Even over the loud “thop” “thop” “thop” “thop” “thop” pumping sound as I fucked her, I could hear my mamani’s moans.

“UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! MMMMMMMMM!!”

Taiba’s first wave of her orgasm had subsided, and I continued to thrust into her. And out of her. In and out. In and out.

“Oh beta!” She could just helplessly murmur, as I pumped her. “Oh beta! You are so big! Oh beta! You are sooooo big! Oh beta! I am not used to this … I don’t know how I am taking you in. Oh beta! I love you! Oh beta! I love you, Nazu! Oh beta! Oh beta!”

As I continued to fuck her, I could not help but be mesmerized by her big bosom.

“Oh mamani!” I told her, in between the thrusts. “You have such nice boobs! Big like watermelons!”

I took each boob in one hand, squeezed them and then licked each nipple in turn.

“Oh beta! Oh beta! Oh beta!” Taiba helplessly continued to moan, unable to mouth anything else, as her second orgasm started to build up.

“Look at you, mamani, moaning like a cheap prostitute.” I told her. “Getting fucked by your nephew! Doesn’t your husband ever satisfy you like this?”

“Oh beta!” Taiba was in her own zone. “Your mamu has a small cock, Nazu. Oh beta! It’s not even fit to be called a cock. You are the true man, Nazu! Oh beta! You are the big man. You have made me your woman, Nazu. Oh beta! You have made me your bitch. Oh, I love you, Nazu. Oh beta! Oh beta! Oh beta!”

I pressed extra hard into her as she yelped.

“OH BETA! Easy, Nazu! I am an old woman! OH BETA! I … you … OH BETA!”

“Then I,” I declared with an evil smile as I drilled her, “Am reaching parts of you that your husband has never been. You are such a slut, Taiba!”

“Oh yes! Oh yes!” Taiba was now shaking again. “I am a slut, Nazu. Slap me. Slap this slut! Slap me!”

I raised my hand and calmly struck her cheek.

SLAP!

“You are a slut, mamani.”

“Oh, yes, I am a slut. Oh beta! I deserve to be slapped. Slap me again!”

SLAP!

“You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“I am, beta. I am ashamed. Oh beta! Please slap me, Nazu. I am a bad woman.”

SLAP!

“You are a kalank — a black mark — on womanhood everywhere.”

“I know, Nazu. I am so sorry. You are my nephew and I have so much hawas for you. And you for me. Oh beta! SLAP ME!”

SLAP!

“You are such a bitch, mamani.”

“This bitch is yours, beta. Slap me, Nazu!”

SLAP!

SLAP!

“Oh … I am such a bitch, Nazu!”

My aunt began to moan loudly now.

“UNGH! O MY JAAAANU!!! UNGH! UNGH! OOO JAAANU!!! UNGH!”

I couldn’t hold it any more. My cock was bursting for relief and I gave in.

I exploded in my aunt.

Taiba was in heaven as I pumped, and pumped, and pumped, my seed into her. As my balls slapped against her thighs, I kept calling her all types of names — randi (prostitute), chutiya (pussy), kutti (bitch), bhos (cunt) and so on. I slapped her pudgy cheeks a few more times.

Taiba, my aunt, was lapping it all up, as she writhed around on the bed in ecstasy. My hips buckled as I continued to ejaculate into her fertile womb. I was pumping her like a piston, her body getting slammed as I drained my baby batter into her.

“Oh, my love! Oh, Nazu! Oh, my baby!”

As my energy left me, I collapsed on the bed, on her.

Afterwards, as we remained on bed entangled in each other’s arms, with my cum dripping down my aunt’s thighs, I ran my fingers through her hair. With my softened penis still partially inside her I kissed her on the mouth passionately, and told her, “Oh Taiba mamani! I love you. I want to be your lover for ever!”

Forever? Why did I say that?

Taiba hugged me tight and said, “Oh Nazu beta! Of course. Keep fucking me like this and, I am always yours. Even after you get married, beta! Any time you want to fuck me, I am yours, beta. I will be your fuck toy. Your cum dump! I will be your booty call for life.”

I raised my arm.

SPANK!

I hit her on her big rump.

“With a giant booty like that … you are the best booty call.”

SPANK!

“Oh, Nazu! Spank me again!”

SPANK!

“Oh, Nazu! Again!”

SPANK!

Just then her cellphone started arap escort to ring.

“What the holy fuck!” Taiba swore, much to my surprise. “Who could it be? At this hour in the morning!”

I turned to the side, and mamani stood up and went to pick up the phone. As she stood up, more cum emptied out of her hole and ran down her legs. My cum! I couldn’t help but be proud. I had banged this woman! My own aunt! The second one — after Shaheen — that I had banged! It was a magic sight to see my cum — MY CUM — run down this fat lady’s hole and thighs.

Taiba waddled over to the table where her phone was ringing.

“It’s your uncle — your mamu!” Taiba exclaimed in surprise. “I wonder what he wants — this early in the morning! Probably he wanted to send some items here for urgent ordering and wanted to discuss with me.”

Taiba then sat down on the sofa next to the small table. As she talked with my uncle — her husband, I felt sort of guilty. I had violated the sanctities of married, and had shagged a married lady. But it was mixed with a nice sexy feeling when I heard mamani talking with mamu without giving away anything. She had just cheated on her husband, having engaged in coitus with her nephew, and here she was, naked, cum dripping down her thighs, talking to my uncle — her husband, as if nothing had happened!

I also stood up and sat down next to my naked aunt. I put my arms around her and started caressing her big boobs and fleshy thighs as she was talking animatedly with her husband. My hands paid homage to her blubbery breasts and perky nipples. I put my cheeks next to her pudgy cheeks and I could hear my uncle exchange some instructions with his wife, totally oblivious to the fact that his nephew was in the middle of yet another sexual sojourn with his sexy naked plump wife. Taiba started stroking my penis, and she repositioned slightly and parted her fat thighs to enable me to finger her again, even as she was talking to her husband. More cum leaked out of her hole, this time on the sofa.

Ya, we would have to clean this room thoroughly.

This was crazy! I was sliding my finger into her wet and slippery pussy, even as she was talking to her husband! I wanted to suddenly pinch her, she would utter an exclamation, and then her husband would ask her, “What’s the matter?”, but then I thought better of it.

After Taiba finished and hung up on the call, she came to sit on my lap, facing me and straddling me. My cock was now brushing against her cunt lips, and I started to get aroused, again.

“Couldn’t you wait until after the phone call WITH MY HUSBAND, you naughty boy!” She scolded me, even as she was nuzzling me with her nose.

“What did mamu want?” I asked her, as I began to fondle her nipples.

“Hmm…” Taiba had momentarily shut her eyes as I began to play with her tits, but she now reopened them. “He’s coming here this weekend, on Saturday morning.”

I stopped playing with her big bosom.

“WHAT! WHAT THE HELL …”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby. I will take care of you, my jaanu.” Taiba wrapped her arms around me, and pressed her lips against mine to shush me up.

SMOOOOOOOCH!

We kissed for a long time. Gone were the naughty barely platonic kisses I used to plant on her cheeks, at the edge of her lips, at the beginning of this summer. This was a full throated hungry French kiss between two new shameless and naked lovers.

“Why does he have to come?” I complained, when we finally broke the kiss.

“Well, this is his lodge.” My aunt reminded me. “And I am his wife. Even though you are using both!”

Taiba giggled at the last part.

“When is he coming?” I asked.

“He’s going to come here on Saturday morning,” Taiba told me, “Spend most of the time in the store and market, spend the night here with us, and then leave again on Sunday morning.”

“Hmm. You mean spend the night with you.”

I guess it wasn’t that bad. I had to tolerate him for one day and one night. I guess I should — this was his lodge after all. And his wife. And I was … as Taiba said … using both.

Taiba continued to kiss me as I got harder and harder.

“Don’t worry about my husband, beta.” Taiba murmured. “Oh, jaanu! You are my love now! I am yours! I am your rakhel. Your raandi. Your chutiya. Your kutti. Your bhos.”

I stretched myself slightly lower on the sofa, so that it was easier for her to lower her cunt onto my now rock hard penis. I then sucked on her boobs as she started jumping on top of me with renewed enthusiasm. Her phone call with her husband must have made her even kinkier. I grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up and down on my lap in consonance to her pace. She was enjoying herself very much as my cock went all the way inside her. However, her weight began to press down on my, and the sofa wasn’t exactly comfortable.

“Let’s go to the bed again.” I told her.

Taiba nodded.

We then shifted to the bed again, and this time mamani laid on the bed, face down and lifted her butt up a bit. She then turned her head back to look at me teasingly.

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This may be getting a bit boring for some of you. It does kind of get a bit repetitive after a while, but I have three other stories that are significantly different that I am simultaneously working on. Every so often, I just need a break and put together something that is fun and lazy to write. There are three chapters to this story. Unlike all my other multi part stories, I held off on submitting any of them until all three were complete. As I said, I currently have three other stories in the works, as well as an idea about a fourth.

Standard crap: I self-edit, so don’t bother commenting about using an editor. This is fiction, so don’t bother commenting about it being unrealistic and would never happen. This may come as a surprise to some of you, but there is ‘incest’ in this story. That is probably why I submitted it into the Incest category. Yes, I have had comments because a few people were offended about a story containing incest WHEN IT WAS PUBLISHED IN THE INCEST CATEGORY! I swear, the quantity of stupidity in the universe is rising. All characters are over the age of 18.

There is also a very small part that discusses rape in the first chapter, and it is mentioned a bit throughout the entire story. I rewrote the intro do this three times based on how the story went. This was supposed to be a simple single part story that was open to additional episodes. Instead, I plowed through a second part and rewrote the into to include that. Then, Chapter three took off. I thought that I could finish with that and included that in the intro. Chapter three is done, and I started Chapter four. I really have no fucking idea where this is now going. Buckle up, this going to be a wild ride.

Incest, Group Sex, Non-graphic discussion of rape, 6+M/F, 10+F/F, BDSM, Pierced nipples, Pierced Clit, Mental Illness, Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD), Reluctance?, Mature, Mother/son, Mother/daughter, Aunt/Niece….Fuck it — There’s pretty much everything in here except explicit interracial, Gay Male and Transgender, although who know at this point.

FYI, The mental illness and Multiple Personalities don’t start until the third part.

PT 1 — 6+M/F, Mom/Son

Pt 2 — Lesbian F+/F, M/D, BDSM

Pt 3 — Mental Illness, MPD

Pt 4 — I have no fucking idea what is going to happen here. I guess we will all be surprised.

End of Chapter 2:

I woke up in my bed to the sun shining through my window. I was so sore that I could barely move. As I sat up in my bed, I noticed two bottles of water and four ibuprofen tablets sitting on my nightstand. The pills were popped in my mouth, and both bottles of water were guzzled. Since I was naked, I didn’t have to bother with taking off anything as I staggered into my bathroom and started the shower. I simply stood under the almost scalding hot water for 10-minutes to soothe my aching muscles. Then, I began to wash from top to bottom. Hair shampooed and conditioned. Face scrub, then body wash for the rest. I got out and toweled off. After donning a short silk robe, I brushed my hair just to remove any tangles and decided to just let it air dry. I NEEDED COFFEE!

When I got to the kitchen, I found coffee already made and a couple of girls were cooking breakfast. Megan asked how I took my coffee and told me to sit down while she brought it to me. When she asked me how I take my coffee I remembered a scene from that old movie ‘Airplane’. If you haven’t heard of it, it’s a spoof on those 1970’s ‘Airport’ disaster movies. Leslie Nielson is in it, and it is hilarious. In one scene, a very prim and proper 10-year old boy and 8-year old girl, both dressed in Sunday Best, are sitting together. The very proper young boy serves the very well-mannered little girl a cup of coffee. The little boy asks if she would like cream or sugar. Her reply, delivered very properly, was, “No thank you. I like my coffee like my men, strong and black.” The look on the little boy’s face was hilarious! That never fails to crack me up.

Chapter 3. Cindi Sweet is released:

I have to say, breakfast was great. Those two girls are really good cooks. As a bonus, I didn’t have to cook or clean up. The girls insisted on doing it while I relaxed. We sat around for a while chatting about different things. I got to know the girls a little better, and they got to know a bit more about me. Me, as in Amy Adams. It was a very pleasant couple of hours. By noon, most of the girls had left. Only Liz, Julie and Megan were still here. The conversation turned to what happened last night.

“Holy Shit, mom. What the fuck was that last night? You seemed to just go crazy and become a whole different person. I mean, I never suspected that you were into bondage and S&M. You literally became a sex maniac.”

I could feel myself blushing. “You’re actually closer to the truth than you realize.” I replied.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, you already know about my past. There are some parts that weren’t in any of those records. In fact, it’s something that only three other people ever knew, and I know two of them are gaziantep escort dead. I don’t know about the third one, but I haven’t heard from her in fifteen years. I don’t think that anyone else even knows that we even knew each other.”

“What’s that, mom?”

“OK. As far as becoming a different person is concerned, you are exactly right. Last night, you met Candi Sweet. That was the second time in 20-years that she has ever appeared. The only other time was last month at your brother’s party. When Candi comes out, Amy Adams does not exist. Last night, your mother ceased to exist as soon as Candi put her hoops in her nipples and clit. Amy didn’t actually return until the hoops were removed and replaced with her normal barbells.”

“I don’t understand.” Liz started.

“Classic split personality.” Megan piped up.

“Huh?”

“It’s a classic split personality. Remember that I’m a Psych Major? She has a classic case of split personalities. It happens when there is some sort of event, typically very traumatic, where the mind creates a completely new persona as a way to protect the individual from the extreme pain or other harm that would be caused by facing the event. These events can be very damaging to the person, so the mind creates someone else with different characteristics that is better able to deal with the trauma. The individual can go on normally under normal circumstances, but there is usually something that triggers the mind to go into protection mode. That’s when the other persona appears to deal with an abnormal situation. In most cases, the normal persona becomes an observer as the secondary persona takes care of the situation. Kind of like a witness watching from the side and isn’t directly involved. In this case, your mom says that Amy doesn’t even exist when Candi is out. I would assume that might mean that Candi is unaware when Amy is her, but that’s just a bit of speculation on my part. I would have to talk to Candi about that. That does lead to the question of how Amy remembers what happened when Candi was here last night, though.”

“You seem to know quite a bit about this subject. How far along in your degree are you?” I asked.

“I’m actually about a year away from my Ph.D. Coincidently, split personality disorder is the topic of my thesis. In fact, I need to get a little more information, but I may even want to see if you — and Candi — would be willing to participate in my research.”

“What kind of information do you need?” I asked intrigued.

“Well, I would like to go into your background and see if I might be able to get an idea of when this started and how it may have manifested since then. I also need to talk to Candi.”

“Well, I can tell you about my past, but it would need to remain totally confidential. If any of this gets out, it could literally ruin my life. As for Candi, I am aware that she exists, but I have no control over her. She comes out and goes away when she wants to and under very specific circumstances.”

“Oh, one more thing just for clarification. Are there any other personalities that have ever come out that you know of?”

“OK. Let’s start with your background first.”

“It started with my early stripping days. I was so nervous the first few shifts that I performed. When I started, I needed a stage name, and I picked Candi Sweet. It was about the fifth shift where I started to relax and get into the performance. When I was away from the club, I was a rather introverted and studious person. When I entered the club, I became outgoing, confident, and seductive. It became like the door to the club became a doorway between two different personas. At the time, I just thought of it as being an actress and stepping into my role on the stage. I could even occasionally bring out a toned-down version of Candi if I were at a party or if I just wanted to flirt with someone. I don’t think she ever really came out when I occasionally had sex with someone in college. It really wasn’t like she was even a real personality. She was just more of a role I would play.

“Anyway, it was my last night at the strip club. I had quit so I could study for my last finals, then prepare for Law school. I never thought that I would be Candi again. I had just gotten to my car when I was hit on the back of my head and knocked unconscious. I heard that the guy dragged me behind a dumpster and raped me. He was caught just after he finished. I woke up about 5-days later in the hospital. I found out a month later that I was pregnant.

“Everything kind of went back to normal after that. Sure, I had a few issues after the attack, but I went to some pretty serious therapy for that. It was about three years after that before I had sex again. It was a woman that time. Needless to say, I was not very interested in guys for quite a while after that. I think this was the first time that I noticed something different. It wasn’t just that I was having sex with another woman, I had done that a few times before. It was more like it wasn’t really me doing it. It’s more like I have adıyaman escort all the memories from someone else. It was as if I wasn’t really there, but I had the memories from the person who was there implanted in my mind. It was also a lot sluttier that I had ever been before. In fact, I seemed to be submitting and letting her dominate me.

“that happened two more times with different women. Each time I seemed to submit even more. The last one even put me in bondage and spanked me as she fucked me with a strap-on. She was also the first one to fuck my ass. It was the same disassociate memories when I was finally able to have sex with a guy. The difference was that I was always in control. I never really dominated them, it’s more that I was able to direct the action. I never let them in my ass, and I never allowed them to put me in any position where I could be trapped. That is, until last month. Still, I didn’t submit to them like I did last night. I still have those dissociative memories, if that makes any sense.”

“Interesting.” Megan said as she was furiously scribbling in a notebook that she had quickly dug out of her backpack. “So, this may be an uncomfortable question for you, but how do you feel about the fact that you committed incest with your son and daughter?”

“Well, as I discussed with Keith the morning after, I can’t even say for sure that I did have sex with him. When I opened my eyes after Todd fingered me to my first orgasm, all I saw was a cock in front of me. I have no idea who it belonged to. After that, I really couldn’t see who was doing what to me. All I felt were cocks inside all of my holes. My view was pretty much limited to the lower torso of whoever’s cock was down my throat. As for Liz, that wasn’t really me. That was Candi, so I don’t consider that incest.”

“Interesting.” She wrote a bit more, then set her notebook aside. “I think that I need to talk to Candi now.”

That made me a bit nervous. I never purposely brought Candi out. It always just kind of happened. Sure, there were times where I either knew or suspected that she would come out, but I had never gone into a situation with the express purpose of bringing her out. I wasn’t even 100% sure that I even could bring her out on purpose. She always just came out when she wanted to under certain conditions. Let’s also not forget that I have zero control over what she does or says. For all I knew, Keith might come home early with a few friends and it would turn into a huge orgy.

“Uuuuhhhhmmm, I’m not really sure that I can bring her out.” I mumbled.

“What do you mean, mom?” Liz questioned.

“Well, I’ve never purposely brought her out before. She just kind of comes out on her own. I can’t even control her.”

Megan thought for a minute, then smiled. “Not a problem. Amy, follow me and we will go get her.”

Confuse, I got up and followed her to my bedroom.

“Toybox and Jewelry.” She ordered.

I pulled my toybox out from under the bed, then pointed to my jewelry chest by the wall. She looked through it briefly, then asked where my other jewelry was. I told her where my nipple and clit jewelry chest was in the closet. She returned a minute later with some things in her hands. Three 1-inch rings, the nipple chain, and the titty leash. She also had a pair of stiletto heeled thigh-high boots.

“Strip.” She ordered.

With that one command, I felt the tingling in my pussy begin. I had changed into shorts and a tee-shirt earlier. I quickly discarded them, then unhooked my bra and practically ripped my panties off. This time it was a bit different. It was probably because I was consciously trying to bring Candi out. I could feel myself beginning to fade as something else began to take over my mind. I was pushed farther away as Megan handed me the jewelry.

Candi:

I handed Megan the barbels that I had removed from my nipples and clit after replacing them with the hoops. After clipping on the chain between my nipples, I sat on my bed and put on the thigh boots. When I stood up, she attached the titty leash. God, I felt alive.

“Good afternoon, Candi. Welcome back.”

“And a good afternoon to you too. Megan, right?” I asked.

“Yes. I’m Megan. You may call me Mistress Megan.”

“As you wish, Mistress Megan.”

“Did Amy tell you who I am?” She asked.

“Not exactly. It’s complicated, but you already know that.”

“I do. I just don’t know how complicated yet.”

“I think that we are going to get along well, Mistress Megan.” I smiled. “Not well enough to where you never have to punish me, mind you, but I think that’s something that we will both enjoy. Don’t you think — Mistress?”

Mistress Megan laughed, then turned and began to lead me out the door.

“Ladies. Look who I brought back.” Mistress Megan said as we walked out on the patio. Liz and her girlfriend Julie were sitting there. I knew they would be because Amy was there a few minutes ago.

“Hello Candi.” They greeted.

“Good afternoon, ladies.” I replied.

So, akkent escort here I am in my natural habitat. Naked and surrounded by fully clothed people. Just the way I like it. Mistress Megan had me sit at the table with them while asking me questions. Of course, Amy had already told me what was going on and what she had told Mistress Megan, so I was prepared. I must say, I was a bit nervous, though. My confidence broke slightly, and I needed some reassurance. I had a few concerns that I needed to address. Before that, I wanted to see which direction this went.

“Candi, you already know who I am and what I am doing. Before I begin asking some questions, do you have any questions for me?” Mistress began.

“Are you going to try to kill me?”

There were three shocked faces around the table after I asked that.

“WHAT? Of course not! How could you even think that? You…or Amy…or whatever, are my mother! What on earth makes you think that we would want to kill you?” Liz sputtered.

“Calm down, Liz. I don’t think that she meant it in the physical sense. I think that she was referring to killing her persona. Was that what you were asking?”

“Yes, Mistress. Are you going to kill me when you fix Amy?”

“To be honest with you, I can’t guarantee that, but I don’t believe it will be necessary. Amy seems to function quite well under normal circumstances. Honestly, it has only been today that anyone has ever even noticed what was going on. I’m not even sure what direction I want to take with this. Regardless, this is simply research for my thesis. I will probably do some experimenting between you and Amy to get more information on how the two of you interact, but there won’t be any real therapy. In fact, I plan on bringing you out to play a lot more.”

“OK. Thank you, Mistress. I will help.”

“Uh, Megan? Check the time. Keith will be back pretty soon. Shouldn’t we either get Candi dressed or get Amy back before he gets home?”

“I don’t think so. Unless Candi minds, I think that Keith needs to get used to this. Besides, he doesn’t know any of what we’ve discovered today, and he really does need to hear about it. Best if we throw him in the deep end now. You don’t mind, do you Candi?”

“I don’t mind. Amy will be able to work with it as well. She’ll just blame me for it, but that’s what I am for. I’m sort of her ‘whipping girl’.”

“OK. That’s settled. Before we begin, Candi go get another bottle of wine. We need refills.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I responded. Megan unclipped my titty chain, and I went into the house to retrieve the wine.”

Megan:

“Megan, did you turn my mother into a sex slave?” Liz asked.

“No. First off, you and Keith will need to accept that Candi and Amy are two different people. Amy is your mother, but Candi isn’t. I’m going to be asking Candi some questions to see if my theory is correct, but so far it seems as though Amy is a strong confident woman that can take charge of her professional life as well as being a warm loving mother. Candi, on the other hand, is purely a sexual being. Candi is a submissive nymphomaniac that gets off on exhibitionism. I think that Candi was originally created to help Amy get over her nervousness of stripping while she was in college, but fully manifested after Amy’s attack. Candi came to life as a way for Amy to deal with having sexual urges. I really need to discuss this with my professor, but my instincts are telling me that Amy hasn’t actually had sex since college. I’m pretty sure that Candi came out every time that Amy got involved in a sexual situation.”

“Holy shit! If that’s true, can you help her?”

“No. I’m not a psychologist or a psychiatrist. In order to help her, she would need real professional help. I can’t do that; I’m just a student. The other thing to think about is if Amy actually wants or needs help. She has been functioning very well like this for twenty years already. Has this actually hurt her?”

“Wow. OK. That’s something to think about.”

Candi returned carrying two bottles and a tumbler.

“Mistress, I hope it is OK, but I figured that Keith may need something a bit stronger when he gets home.”

“No, that’s OK, Candi. Good thought. I will reward you later.”

“Thank you, Mistress Megan.”

As Candi was refilling the wine glasses, we heard a car pull up and two doors open and close. Sounds like Keith was not alone.

“Liz, would you please go inside and bring Keith and whoever is with him back here? You may also want to take a moment and prepare them for what they will see when they come out here.”

I clipped Candi’s leash back to her nipple chain and had her sit down beside me again. This should be interesting.

Candi:

I was sitting beside Mistress Megan when Keith and Todd walked out the door.

“HOLY SHIT!” Todd exclaimed. Apparently, Liz failed to fully prepare them for what was happening. She did bring a second tumbler out for Todd and poured both of them a double bourbon. They gulped them down and refilled their glasses. After they were seated and calmed a bit, Mistress Megan explained what she had discovered about Amy and me. She told them about her doctoral thesis and how we might become involved. I’m not really sure how much of all that was actually getting through to them, since they were laser focused on my tits the whole time.

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I woke up in the morning with a large hard on. Still naked from the night before I went into the bathroom trying hard not to make any noise so I wouldn’t wake Candice up. I shaved and showered and left the bathroom naked still sporting a hard on. Going in the bedroom I thought I should have maybe put on a robe, but my thoughts were on the night before. Candice was awake and she looked directly at my cock as I entered the room. I tried to pretend that it was any other morning, but my cock was totally engorged and I wanted to pull down the covers and start fucking my daughter again as we did last night. I sat on the bed and dressed slowly hoping she would jump me. I guess cooler heads prevailed and I made it out of the room dressed with my cock straining against my slacks.

“Cya Candy… I love you” I said walking away.

“Have a good day Daddy.” Candice said quietly.

Hot, horney, and worried my day at work went by in a blur. I am sure I screwed up everything I touched at work that day. Mondays were bad enough, but a Monday after fucking your teenage daughter was even worse. I was so horney thinking about how she felt as I entered her pussy. Candice was so beautiful and I also wondered if I was totally out of my mind. What the fuck was I going to do if she told someone…?

I hurried home after work nervous to what I would find. I told myself I would end it, but I was so fucking horney if she let me I would fuck her all she wanted. I was worried that after thinking about it out of the heat of the moment she may have spoken with a friend or even worse her mother. Many scenario’s ran through my head.

“Hi Daddy!” Candice cheered as I walked in the door of the apartment.

I was glad not to find her crying on the couch, but I still did not know if I was out of the woods.

“Hi baby how was your day?” I said pretending like it was any other time returning home.

“I made you dinner.” Candy said as I turned into the kitchen.

“Wow this is something new I didn’t even know you could cook. What did you make Candy?” I said thinking this gaziantep escort bayan was a good turn of events and it eased my mind a bit.

“Pork chops and frozen peas don’t get too excited Daddy. I wanted to thank you for being so nice to me last night.” Candice said.

“Oh yeah Candice we should talk about that. I loved what we did last night, but we need to think about what happened. I think we went a bit too far.” I said honestly

“Daddy don’t worry it is our secret and I will only tell if you don’t fuck me some more.” Candice said and she laugh so hard she nearly fell over.

“Candice… Jesus this is serious you don’t need to make a joke of it. On top of that I am still your Father little girl and I say when I am going to fuck you.” I added sternly and then we both laughed so hard tears came rolling down.

Candy came over and gave me a big hug leaning back she looked up at me looking for a kiss. I kissed her tenderly pressing my growing cock against her belly so she knew how I felt.

We made it through dinner and decided to go get a movie. I quiet frankly didn’t care what we got I was interested in what was going to happen that night as I wanted to fuck her little body again. We arrived home and Candy went into the bedroom. I hoped she was going to come out in her blue sheer panties again, but what she wore was almost as good. White panties with red piping around the outside made her ass look incredible. Her pussy lips were clearly parted by the material. On top she wore a muscle shirt that was cut off below her tits and it was easy to tell she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Honey you look good enough to eat.” I said to Candy without thinking.

“Daddy we just got a movie don’t you want to watch it?” Candy said smiling back at me as she bent over to slip in the DVD.

“Candy honestly I don’t care about the movie. If I had what I wanted you would come over here and take out my cock and start sucking on it.” I said pushing my dick harder against my pants so she could see my erection.

“Daddy if anal yapan gaziantep escort you want me to suck it just take it out.” Candy said and she started over to the couch.

Trying not to get to excited hearing exactly what I wanted to hear from her I took out my cock and as she slid over onto the couch. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her down to my cock. Her mouth opened and surrounded my erection as I pushed her head down onto my stiffness.

“Oh yeah Candy just suck it. Oh my good baby that’s it just the head.” I said in lust.

I started to buck upwards into her mouth and although she was totally inexperienced at giving head the excitement of my petite little daughter sucking on my dick made up for it. Looking at her back down to her ass while she tried to bob up and down was a sight alright. She tried to go fast and to take it in deeper causing her to choke and it was all good. I actually liked feeling her gag on my dick it excited me. I wanted to jamb her head down to make it happen again.

“Honey that is so good just suck … on the … head I am going to… cum” I said still bucking and oh shit it felt good.

I grabbed my cock holding it just as I came. I expected her to back off, but she let it spray up into her mouth and all over her face. Sitting back onto the floor her face was dripping with my cum and she looked right at me and licked some off her lips. She was so sexy I couldn’t stand it.

“Candy you are so good thank you. I want to eat you out so go get cleaned up so you can cum all over my face.” I said taking off my socks and slacks.

Candy immediately went to the bathroom and came back clean in a few seconds. Rushing back to the couch she pulled her panties down and sat on the edge.

“Perfect spread them a bit little girl let me lick your little pussy.” I said pushing her legs apart.

Candy had a great little pussy. It was a pleasure to be down there licking her juices. Still having just thin hair she could get away without antep escort shaving and her lips where just light pink and her gash was narrow. Her clit was a small bud in-between the folds and you had to press the folds of her lips apart to get at it.

“Daddy… oh my… god… Daddy that is so good… keep doing that.” Candy said and then she exploded pressing her legs against my ears as she had an orgasm.

I didn’t back off she was going to cum again before I released her. I slowed my rhythm so she could enjoy building to the next one. She was so clean and young I could have spent all night there.

“Daddy this is great keep sucking it. I love this Daddy… you are going to make me come again.” Candy was moaning now.

Candy had a series of small orgasms before she totally exploded.

“OMG… OMG… Daddy…” Candice said falling back onto the couch in a heap.

Seeing her sitting there with her pussy dripping and a halter top on with her tits pushing out was too much and she was not going to get time to recover. I grabbed her and easily spun her onto her front leaning her over the couch. I entered her from behind stabbing my hard dick up into her soaking pussy. At first she didn’t react too much, but after a few minutes of stroking into her she was fucking me back. Taking my daughter doggy style was so hot. She clutched a pillow and had another orgasm as I rammed my dick into her all the way. Putting my hands on her tiny waist and jamming her back onto my prick was unreal. Her hole was so hot and wet I felt so good. I could get deep enough I wanted to make my dick come out her mouth she made me so hot.

“Jesus baby I am going to cum.” I said warning her.

“Daddy do it on my face… wait do it on my face I want to watch.” Candy said moving up off my cock and then down onto the floor to position herself for my orgasm.

I withdrew and stroked my cock 2 inches from her face while she smiled. I came and the first 2 shots hit her forehead and flew across her hair. The third sprayed into her cheek and the forth shot went right into her mouth and she closed it. I sprayed a little more on her mouth and then a saw her swallow the shot that landed inside her mouth and I couldn’t believe it. That was so hot my daughter just drank some of my cum.

I sat on the couch looking at her and I was amazed at what we did and what had just happened.

Chapter 3 will be coming shortly…

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“You, young girl, come over here,” a pale white man calls to me from the window of his pickup truck.

Growing up in the Deep South, I’ve learned my lessons about who I am and what I’m supposed to do. I turn ever so sweetly and walk to his car door. The sun beats down on my brown skin which is only partially covered by my tube top sun dress.

“Where you headed,” he says leaning on his hairy arm, “maybe I can drop you somewhere?”

“No I’m fine,” I say starting to walk away.

“Oh I know you’re fine,” he says with a wink, “but can’t a man try and get to know you.”

I don’t know what it is, but he seems sweet. There is something very light in his cornfield blue eyes even though age has wrinkled his skin around the mouth and forehead. I walk around the car and take a seat on the passenger’s side. He smiles pleased at me as he starts up the engine.

“So how old are you anyways?”

“I’m eighteen,” I say looking out the window at the town fading in the background.

“Wow, I thought you’d be older. I’m forty-nine, I hope that doesn’t bother you,” he responds turning down the path that leads to the bayan escort beach.

I hadn’t placed him close to fifty, but I did know that he was older than me. He is handsome in his own way and I kind of trust his intent toward me. His hand slides to my leg and for the first time in my life, I feel like a woman.

He stops at the beach and I spring from the car full of life and hopeful for the time I’m spending with him. He isn’t like the younger guys at my school and he certainly has a different feel from the black guys that are constantly staring at me. I know what I’m doing is taboo on so many levels, but I’m feeling more alive as he walks slowly behind me along the nearly empty beach.

“You are really beautiful,” he says just behind me.

“You aren’t too bad yourself,” I answer shyly.

“So where were you going today?” He asks as I lead him up toward the waves.

“To see a friend,” I admit standing just beyond the water now.

“A boyfriend?” He asks me sheepishly.

“No, just a friend, why are you jealous?”

“A little,” he says wrapping warm arms around escort bayan me.

“Well I’m here now.”

I dip my foot into the water. On a hot day like today, there is no better treat then to have a cool dip. I strip my dress off and it seems to shock him. Nude except for my panties I wade into the water. He stares at my overdeveloped brown breasts as I turn and plead with him to join me. A moment of hesitation and he starts to strip his shirt off over his head.

The water is cool and warm at the same time as we move out to where my feet barely touch the bottom. His hands touch mine and I grab his fingertips in response. There are tingles despite our differences. His hands surround my bare waist and he pulls me close to him.

“I knew it when I saw you,” he says running his lips against my neck, “you are special.”

He is saying the right things. He is being passionate and I wonder if it is his age shining through. I’ve always been one to ask the hard questions. I lean up to meet his lips with mine. His lips are soft and even in the water, our skin tones mixing together bayan escort gaziantep painting a clear picture of what is yet to come. He lifts me, panties and all, to his waist and I can feel the bulge that I’ve created. The water sloshes around us as he settles underneath me. Pulling my panties aside he places himself at my opening. I’m wet for him and he knows it as he leaves gentle kisses around my collarbone and ear.

He enters me. It isn’t rushed like my first time and I can’t appreciate every inch sliding inside me. Harder and bigger than I expected he wades into me ignoring the water and sloshing into me instead. I moan as he holds me up gripping my ass with deep passion. We stare in each other’s eyes. For a moment we are completely different and the same. I swallow him in passion as he moves inch by inch out again. I’m shaking and I’m surprised he hasn’t let me go. Weightless in the water, I feel like my movements add a thousand pounds. I can’t breathe. I can’t grasp the thing that is building just below my belly. I explode. I explode into the first orgasm of my life. He doesn’t wait much longer and discharges himself inside me. Breathless he lets me go and I can barely find my feet.

“Don’t leave me,” he says with wandering eyes.

“It is just the beginning,” I tell him.

Voices shout at us from the shore. A policeman is beckoning us in land. I’m scared. He says he will protect me, I don’t even know his name.

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So the truth was, I’d hired her for her tits. The benefit was, she was sharp as a tack, the heart and soul of the daily operations as it turned out. The fact that Theresa had looks, and like I said a great pair of tits that she (sort of) enjoyed showing off was an obvious factor when I had hired her on. Being damn intelligent and multi-functional, I only learned after she had started working for me. Theresa had an olive complexion, long dark hair with deep-set brown eyes and full lips that were just begging to be kissed every time she looked at you. And boy was I tempted to do that too. Something made harder by the fact we spent a great deal of time alone in the office with no one else there to walk in or bother us, except on very rare occasions.

As a small business owner, most of which was conducted via the Internet, we had a staff of twenty additional employee’s all of which worked from their homes, so it was rare that any of them had to come in, unless it was for training, especially new hires, which Theresa and I handled together. But beyond that, it was usually just her and I that were there all alone during the day.

Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea that I had hired her either. Though I’m not sure I could have done without her once she had settled in. The problem was, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, what she looked like nude, and those amazing tits…always the tits. Sometimes Theresa would wear something just a “little” lower in the neck on occasion, that would give me a titillating view of those soft firm slopes, though never anything overly suggestive, or even daringly sexual if there even was such a thing. And I was always careful about looking too, never making it obvious or overtly flirtatious in any way. For one, I didn’t want to chase away the best employee I’d ever had, and two…Theresa had a boy friend.

Oh and three. I was twice her age. Theresa was just a year out of high school at nineteen, and for all I knew, still a virgin though just to look at her, I highly doubted that. I was thirty-eight, married and now divorced, and adding to that, being so busy with the new business as of late, I had put everything else on hold, including my sex-life. Now that things were starting to take shape the way I’d envisioned it, the old urges were coming back again, but there were no prospects on the horizon at the moment. Just my right hand and secret fantasies of Theresa that I allowed myself to indulge in periodically throughout the course of the day.

But that’s as far as it ever went.

Theresa had been working for me for over three months when she came into work on Monday after a long three-day weekend. She looked like shit, first time I ever remembered her looking all haggard and worn out. I could only imagine, but then I saw the look on her face and realized it hadn’t been one of those kind of weekends.

“Hey? You ok?” I asked. She looked like she was about to cry at any moment. I’d never seen her look like that before.

“I will be,” she answered, then stiffened her lip to keep it from quivering. “Eventually.”

Normally I wouldn’t have pushed it, given her some space, but I was truly concerned as she sat there not at all looking like she had any desire to be.

“Listen kiddo,” something I always called her around the office, which usually never failed to bring a smile, but this time it didn’t. “If you need some more time…”

Theresa hadn’t as yet earned any time off work, but I wasn’t about to offer it without paying her for it either and told her so. “Thank you, I appreciate the offer, but really Jack, I’m better off here than moping around at home by myself.”

She’d only called me “Mr. Meuff” once, I’d told her straight away that from now on, it was Jack, and she had called me by my first name ever since. Though that first initial conversation had been interesting enough the day I’d hired her. She had sat looking at me for a moment, then with all seriousness on her face she grinned. “I’m sorry, but you do know what that sounds like yes?”

Yeah, I’d heard it a lot, especially growing up in the States though my parents were Dutch and had brought me over here to live when Dad got transferred, and though my last name wasn’t exactly pronounced like that, it didn’t take long for people to pick up on the obscene phrase and most often question me about it.

“Yeah, but it’s pronounced more like ‘Meeuuf’, not…me off,” I told her, though it obviously did sound a little like I was saying that whenever I introduced myself. “Jack Meuff,” I said once again…and laughed as Theresa blushed. Another reason I had decided to hire her on the spot, obviously she was a good sport, open-minded, and didn’t get all freaked out over something that could be even more awkward than it already was.

“So…what happened?” I asked her back in the present though the memory of that day still lingered in the back of my mind as I looked at her, her face still reddened with the non-meant implication as I had shook her hand.

“Bobby and I broke up,” she said simply. Though I was pleased that she felt comfortable enough to tell me that for one, and pleased in escort gaziantep bayan another way as though I had only met him one time, I hadn’t liked him then when I did. He seemed smug, over confident, and obviously full of himself, though I had never told her that.

“How come?”

“It’s pretty icky,” she said her eyes threatening to spill over.

“So’s my name if you say it wrong,” I told her, “Not that that is mind you…but sometimes people look at me like I am or something.”

That she did smile at…remembering, just as I’d been doing, and then actually laughed. “Thank you…I sort of needed that,” she said, though once again, the smile had disappeared.

“Seriously Theresa, you can tell me, anything…you should know that by now,” and hopefully she did as she looked up and began speaking though the tears which had been threatening to fall began to.

“Well, on Friday when you let me off half a day to make a long weekend even a longer one? I drove over to my boyfriends place to surprise him, and got a little surprise of my own.” I handed her a tissue, she blew her nose, took another for her eyes that were now smeared with mascara and continued. “Wanting to surprise him, I let myself in, and first thing I heard was some girl screaming out at the top of her lungs as she came.”

This was getting pretty nitty gritty here, but I wasn’t about to stop her either. “Go on…” I coaxed instead, and saw her relax, once again giving me a half smile along with a nod of her head and began.

“So anyway, I walk down the hall towards the bedroom, though I don’t know why I didn’t just turn around and leave. I’d been suspecting something for a while now, but I guess I needed to see it in order to confirm my suspicions. Sure enough, I walked in to the bedroom, and there Sherry was, facing me, riding my boy friend’s cock. He couldn’t even see me, had no idea I was there, but Sherry did. And all she did was smile at me, continuing to ride him, and now screaming even more loudly than she had been as Bobby’s yelling ‘Yeah baby yeah…fuck my hard big cock!”

Obviously I had never heard Theresa talk like this before, and I wasn’t about to go in to some sort of diatribe about appropriate conversations or words we should or shouldn’t speak in the workplace. Especially when I had been thinking far worse thoughts than those nearly every single day since she’d started here.

“Damn kiddo, I’m sorry.” Even that one didn’t bring about a smile, she was way past that one now.

“Yeah well, should have been expecting it. But like an idiot, even though I wasn’t a hundred percent sure the two of them were over one another, I started seeing him anyway. All he wanted to do was get inside my pants, which he eventually did of course, my bad…but I guess I wasn’t even good enough in that department to keep him from wandering back to her.”

“Listen, Theresa, I don’t think it had anything to do with your being bad…or even good in that department as you call it. I think…the boys an idiot, and would have done what he did regardless, he thinks too much of himself, and far less about you, or any other woman for that matter to give it a second thought.”

It was the truth, but I could see that she was obviously still upset by it, and had just as obviously been crying over it nearly the entire weekend as I could see. “Maybe, but I still feel like a total idiot!”

“You shouldn’t…” I began.

“Not because of what he did, but because I knew better, I had even told myself it was eventually going to happen, and I went ahead and dated him anyway, and even let him take me to bed. That’s what I’m mad about more than anything…not him so much, but myself!”

“Why?”

Theresa took a breath, and really did blush then as she sat looking at me, mulling over whether she should say anything more to me or not about it. “You sure you want to hear that too?” she asked.

“Another icky one?” I smiled.

“Depends on how you look at it I guess, and maybe you’ll look at me differently if I do tell you,” she stated with a very serious and very worried expression on her face.

“Every time I introduce myself to someone who doesn’t know me, I get a pretty different look too kiddo.” I had thrown her a double punch there, hoping to lighten her up some. It seemed to help, and though she didn’t exactly smile at me, she did take a deep cleansing breath.

“Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she told me. “And I truly hope this doesn’t shock you too much, which it may.”

I steeled myself wondering what on earth she could possibly say that would shock me any more than she already had in speaking so freely, though I had chalked that off to her being upset and needing to tell her story. But then…she did.

“It’s not like I’ve slept around, or been with a lot of men. I haven’t, in fact…only two. But I decided a long time ago that if and when I did, I wasn’t going to hold back either, I was going to explore it, explore myself and enjoy it, which is something I have always done Jack, and never looked back on it with any gaziantep escort cim cif bayan regrets. The bottom line is, I am a very, very sexual person. I enjoy sex, I crave it, and I love it, and I’m not about to deny it either. But having said all that, and in doing so, I’m telling you that there wasn’t anything Bobby didn’t ask me to do for him that I wasn’t willing to do. And I did, even when I wasn’t at first sure about it, I still did. Things I can’t even bring myself to tell you about. But the bottom line is this, even after all that, even after giving him whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it…however he wanted it, he still ended up going back to his ex-girl friend. So that’s what I’m really upset about Jack, not Bobby so much and what he did, I should have known better. But I’m more mad at myself for allowing myself to be this way more than anything else.”

I truly was speechless and just sat on the corner of the desk looking at her with my mouth hanging open.

“See? I did shock you didn’t I?” she said, the water works once again starting up.

“No! No! Theresa, shock me? No. Surprise me a little? Yes!” I said, standing as I did, surprising myself then, and perhaps her to some extent as I pulled her up from her chair and hugged her, letting her cry, sobbing now into my shoulder as she did. “It’s gonna be ok,” I said soothingly. “You’ll see…you’ll eventually forget all about him and go on…”

“I already have,” she said gathering herself. “Bobby I mean. But it’s me that I’m worried about because of the other thing.”

“The other thing?”

“Yeah…the sex thing. Maybe I should get help or something Jack, I mean, is it normal for me to want it as much as I do? Enjoy it as much as I do? Even if it was with….with what’s his name?”

That made me laugh. “I should be so lucky,” I said not realizing I had spoke that aloud. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with anyone, I’ve forgotten what it even feels like!”

Theresa stepped back, looking at me. “You?”

“Yeah…me, and since we’re being honest with one another here,” I told her. “I think I’ve got an even higher sex-drive than you do, and here I am…damn near celibate again, though not on purpose mind you, hell Theresa, I’m constantly thinking about it, all the time in fact…especially when we’re here…” Now I did catch myself, and shut up, though my wide-open eyes had already spoke volumes.

Theresa stood looking at me. I wanted to swallow…anything in fact, but there was nothing too swallow, my mouth had gone completely dry. “You’ve had thoughts…about me?” I felt my face suddenly turning scarlet. There was no denying that I had, and I didn’t need to say the words to tell her I obviously had been either.

“How could I not?” I heard myself saying, though it sounded like someone else’s voice was speaking when I did. “You’re a beautiful woman Theresa, and yes…I’ve fantasized about you, a lot in fact, but out of respect for you, I’ve kept my distance, for obvious reasons.” I added. “And I would never…never want to do anything to chase you away either, so I have behaved myself, as much as I wish I hadn’t.”

For a moment she just stood there looking at me. Even the expression on her face didn’t give anything away, confusing me further. “I don’t want sex coming between us,” she stated. “I like working here, I like my job…and I like you.”

Somewhat relieved, though simultaneously disappointed too, I answered. “Listen Theresa, I would never ever ask you, expect you, or force you…”

She interrupted me, not with words, but suddenly reaching down and pulling the form fitting lightweight sweater she was wearing up and over her head. Whatever words I was about to say, dissipated like rain on a hot sidewalk.

“No one forces me to do anything,” she said as she now stood there, her gorgeous boobs even though encased in a black lacy bra, stood prominently, beckoning to me. “As long as you promise me a couple of things, sex is just sex between us. I don’t want it to change how you treat me, or that you will show me any favoritism. I couldn’t handle or accept that. And if and when you decide no more…and that door closes, then you need to know it will never open again either, just as it never will for Bobby, or anyone else as long as we are. So if you decide you want to have sex with someone else, then fine…I’ll accept that, but the door has to close then too, ok?”

“Ok,” I said simply, still stunned that I had just heard what I had, but she was smiling, tears no longer rolling down her face. “Cool, now…go lock the front door and meet me in your office.”

By the time I got back to my office, Theresa had already cleared off my entire desk. I wasn’t exactly a neat freak, not by any means, but I had never left my desk really cluttered either. She was entirely naked, lying on my desk when I came in. I stopped, trying to catch my breath, she was beautiful, a vision that I thought would certainly shimmer and fade away as though dream.

“You’re not the only one who’s had fantasies Jack,” she informed cinsel bilgiler me. “Once, when you’d gone out to lunch, I came in here, and masturbated, right here on your desk, just like this…” She was doing so even now. Her legs spread, bent at the knee, her fingers busily working the folds of her pussy as she lay there looking up at me. “Surprise you? So see? I’ve thought about you too, like I said earlier Jack, I am a very sexual person, and I don’t mind admitting it, I just am. And yes…I have thought about you, wondered what it would be like to have sex with you, though I wouldn’t have acted on it either, until now.”

I was so hard, I could have become petrified as I stood there. Even Theresa looked down towards my crotch, seeing the obvious bulge that had formed there. “Come here…” she said wiggling her finger at me. “I have something for you. But first…take off the clothes!”

In two seconds, I was as naked as she was, stepping up to the desk, she was the perfect height as she reached down, grasping my hard cock for the first time and began using it to masturbate herself with. “Jack? Did you know I never wore any panties to work since I’ve been here?”

Suddenly images filled my head. Obviously we dressed casually at work, almost too casually, or rather I did anyway. Theresa had very often worn shorts yes, but she had also worn several summer dresses, always looked nice, and now I had images of her wearing them, with nothing on beneath. “Oh my God!” I mewled as she continued rubbing my cock against herself.

“It made it so easy for me to sit at my desk and finger myself, even when you were back here in your office working, I think I came at least three times a day doing that,” she informed me, making me even harder than I already was, if that was even possible. “And once…when you were leaning over my shoulder, pretending to show me those new spread sheets? Though I knew damn well you were also looking down my blouse? Well…what you didn’t know, was that I had a vibrator in my pussy at the time, something I always keep in my purse, and was getting off as we sat there, and you never even knew that I was.”

Once again I moaned, the spunk threatening to explode from the tip of my cock any second now, far too soon…but oh so needed. “It’s nice being able to tell you all this now Jack, telling you all my dirty, naughty secret thoughts, all the fantasies I’ve had about you, and now…now holding this stiff cock against my pussy, feeling it throb, knowing how much I want to have you inside me.” She let go then, and I shoved, slipping into her easily, fully. I felt the warmth of her sweet tight cunt engulfing me as I hilted myself into her as deeply as I could. I heard her breath escape between her lips as I did so, and without thinking, simply leaned over, kissing those full luscious lips of hers, something I had been dying to do ever since the first time I had seen her.

“Fuck me Jack, fuck me!” she hissed as we continued kissing, our tongues dancing together as I began sliding in and out of that hot wet passage, slow at first until I felt her hands digging into my back, urging me on. “Fuck me hard Jack…hard, make me cum with you, let me feel your hot juicy cum filling my cunt!”

The urgency was too much, the need too great. In moments, I felt the first hard surge of my spunk filling Theresa’s pussy, her own lubrications suddenly joining mine, the near ear piercing scream of her pleasure filling the room as we climaxed together.

#

Coming to work before had always been a joy and pleasure for me. But now, not only did I come into work with a smile on my face, but also a hard-on in my pants. Theresa worked just as hard and efficiently as she always had, perhaps even more so that she had put her idiot boyfriend behind her. There was a constant smile on her face now, which naturally kept one on mine as well. But what I loved about her beyond all that, was the excitement, spontaneity and unbridled excitement that she had brought into my life.

Now knowing that she never wore panties to work made other things a lot easier as well. And if I had thought I had a high sex drive, I soon learned that Theresa’s was probably even greater than my own. She hadn’t been kidding when she’d told me that, and enjoyed teasing me, flirting with me whenever she could, or whenever the job actually didn’t get in the way of her doing so. There were times I would come out to hand her something that needed to be added to the spreadsheets we kept. Wearing one of those sexy comfortable dresses she had been, Theresa would hear me, stand, without even looking back towards me, and then lean over the edge of her desk, facing out towards the window. Something else that never failed to get a rise out of me whenever she did that. Our office was small, sandwiched between a small print shop next door, and another small shoe repair business on the other side. Because of that, there were the occasional few people coming and going, walking or passing by our own store. We both knew of course, that unless you walked right up to the window and peered in, it was difficult to see much of anything. There was only a hint of activity inside, as we had both seen and realized. But it was the thought of standing there, as I was now, having walked up behind her as she leaned over, revealing that sweet juicy split which sat winking at me. Even as I saw her as I emerged from my office, I was already unzipping my pants, my cock long ago hard as I had sat looking out towards her, watching her working.

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I really must put a stop to this. He’s married, we come from the same village so we are both well known by more or less the same people. One day we shall be seen together and the news of our affair will spread like wildfire!

But this is not the first time I have set my mind to ending this whole mess. Every time I make up my mind firmly I come back to wanting him with my whole being; it even seems my toes desire him as much as my pussy does.

Last evening Charles came in as usual after dark. As soon as he pulled me to himself, I melted into him, feeling so at peace, every thought of pushing him out completely silenced. He looked deep into my eyes and I completely dissolved. I wanted him there and then. I was hungry, not having eaten the dinner I had prepared, waiting for him to arrive. He always makes me feel that my cooking is the best in the whole world. So I pull out all stops to prepare a meal for him.

As we sat down he looked at me as if he would eat me instead of the pilau rice with beef on the table. We ate quickly and economically. Then he pulled me to my feet. He was hungry in another sense, too.

I appealed to him, “Sweetheart, gaziantep ateşli escort bayan wont you let me clear the dishes?”

“Let the cockroaches feast tonight. Doesn’t the Good Book say that they need no granaries? Where do you think they find their food?”

“You horrid fellow! I do not keep any pets! Least of all those friends of yours.” I slapped him on the arm.

He kissed me full on the lips, sending a violent jolt of electricity shooting through me. I knew immediately he didn’t fuck his wife last night from the intensity of that kiss. If a clit is capable of twitching, mine definitely did. His hands were roaming all over my body and I felt him running a finger along the seam of my panty under the light nightdress I had on. I think I felt his cock give a jump.

His hand roamed to my left boob and he pinched it gently. I do not know how he discovered that it is more sensitive than my right one. His action caused me to bite my lower lip to prevent me from screaming. His cock had now grown to its full size.

Suddenly he bent down and lifted my nightie bakımlı escort gaziantep up from the hem and pulled it over my head. His mouth went first to my left tit, sucking licking me to a delirium. He switched to the right one, making my knees give way. Supporting me, he laid me on the bed and continued lashing my tits with his tongue. I felt one hand straying south to my stomach, rubbing me firmly, then onto my thighs.

He was driving me up the wall with lust! When his mouth followed the hands towards my navel, my hips started a crazy dance on the bed.

His lips made a safe landing on the strip of my cunt. My legs were splayed open in eager reception. His biplane scooted along, blowing warm air on my skin. I could not hold in the moan that sprang up in my throat.

Next I felt his tongue had come out to play. Like a plough he took it all along my slit, deepening the furrow with each pass. Even I could feel the wetness between that tongue and my slit. Near my ass the plough dug deep, coming up towards my navel. When it got to my hole he drove in. It felt like a short cock gaziantep bayan escort that fucked me briefly before continuing up. Then he was at my clit. He bent it like a nose, pressed it down as he came to its ridge and then bent it the other way. He ran from ‘nostril’ to ‘bridge’ a few times. I was utterly gone by now.

Then he put the clit between his lips and squeezing, lashed it with the tongue. This was more than I could take. When he sucked the whole clit into his mouth, I fell apart. I flew into so many pieces all over the bed. I must have yelled in multiple languages, but I cannot tell you for sure at this moment.

Panting like a marathon runner from Ethiopia or Kenya, I lay completely spent. My chest was heaving, my throat rasping and dry.

“Some water please,” I said weakly. Some part of my mind registered that he had not yet fucked me with his cock. No man would go away without tasting his woman. I was resigned to my fate. After all he had until morning to do with me all that his heart desired.

He fucked me more than five times that night. We hardly slept. This must surely a picture of the heaven we are promised by religions. I want to dwell all the days of my life where my body is treated to such intense pleasure as my Charles provides. I do not want him to stop visiting me and giving me such a great time.

Yet I am sometimes guilty when I meet Susan my friend, knowing that I have fucked her husband silly in the last few days, maybe even that very week. But I cannot seem to have the power to make myself stop.

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Sammie loses his virginity… to me!

Moments after driving me to a powerful climax with his fingers, Sammie ejaculated in my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but the volume of his ejaculate overwhelmed me. I had to pull away as I struggled to choke down the series of ropes of salty, slightly bitter semen that had erupted in my mouth moments before. As I pulled away, Sammie’s penis pulsed yet again, and a smaller string of youthful sperm shot out, spilling all over his stomach.

It was a wonderful, albeit unexpected, development to our morning session. My 18 year old ‘student’ seems to have gotten over his initial reticence and shyness.

“Sammie, that was wonderful. You made me cum so hard. You get an ‘A in massage’. You have wonderfully sensuous hands and fingers. Did you enjoy it, too?”

I took his pulsing erection in one hand and with my other; I touched the large glob of semen on his abdomen, bringing a small, trace amount to my nose. I inhaled his scent and said appreciatively. “It appears you did enjoy yourself. I love your scent.”

“Yes ma’am, I liked it a lot. It kind of snuck up on me though. That was so hot.” He exclaimed with the enthusiasm only a teenage lover can muster.

“Well that’s understandable; I think both of us were a bit surprised at how aroused we got. I wasn’t expecting you to make me cum like that either. You really ‘got me’ good. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

I went to the master bath and returned with a warm, wet wash cloth, and wiped the semen from Sammie’s stomach while holding his penis in my other hand. I loved the way he pulsed and throbbed under my touch.

I just love the way young men seem to just stay hard. Sammie was not really ‘losing his erection’ after cumming. He stayed mostly hard, or at least engorged and firm, poking out slightly and ‘north of vertical’.

After wiping Sammie’s semen from his belly, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and gargled with mouthwash as Sammie watched. While I enjoyed the faint residual taste of his semen in my mouth, I realized that Sammie might be a little reticent to kiss my fully after cumming in my mouth. Our session was just beginning, and I did not want anything to dampen his enthusiasm for the rest of our lesson, so I wanted him to see me clean his sperm from my wanton mouth before we moved on.

“Let’s go relax in the hot tub and catch our breath, OK?” I suggested.

Sammie nodded and followed me. I grabbed two large towels and we both walked naked through the house to the hot tub in my backyard. The hot tub was private and secluded by an eight foot brick fence and some shrubs. We would not be disturbed there.

Sammie’s penis swayed boldly in front of him as we walked to the hot tub. “You are a fine looking young man. You are very sexy indeed.” I said looking directly and his semi-erect cock.

Impulsively, I stopped a few feet in before we reached the hot tub. I turned and wrapped my arms around my teenage lover, “Kiss me, you sexy thing.”

Sammie was much taller than me and I had to reach up to kiss him, standing on my toes. My erect nipples pressed into his chest. I could feel his cock throbbing against my stomach and chest, the head of his penis reached almost to my breasts.

As we kissed, I reached down and took his cock in my hand and gently massaged it. I loved the way it sprung to life. In two or three strokes, it was fully erect; rigidly hard.

Sammie cupped my breast as we kissed. As his erection pulsed in my hand, I knew that he was not going to need much recovery time.

I decided to keep him hard for a little while and tease him a bit. Not too much, mind you; just a bit.

We climbed into the bubbling warm water of the hot tub. The water level came just above my nipples.

Sammie sat across the spa from me, silently waiting for an indication of what was coming next.

I decided we should talk about what had just happened. “So what did you learn this morning?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I suppose I learned that girls can have orgasms as powerful as guys can. I guess I was surprised how loud you were when you climaxed. I liked that. And I liked touching you.”

It amused me for Sammie to refer to me as a ‘girl’. At age 41, it had been many years since anyone had called me a ‘girl’. I liked the fact that my teenage lover did not think of me as an old woman, but as a girl.

Smiling at him, I said, “I liked it when you touched me, too. Is that the first time you have touched a woman like that?”

Sammie, smiled, blushed and nodded his head.

“Was it what you expected?”

Shyly he stammered, “Not exactly.”

“What was different than you expected?” I continued to probe.

“Well, the opening, it was lower than I was expecting.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, not really understanding what he was saying.

“Your vagina’s opening is actually between your legs, I always thought it was in front of a woman more. It wasn’t where I expected it to be.” He said with an honest innocence that made escort antep me want to hug him right there.

God he was adorable. A young man’s first experience is a precious thing. Sammie and I were both going to cherish the memory of today for the rest of our lives.

Sammie’s comments surprised me. I figured in this day of easily available internet porn, every young man would be intimately familiar with the details of the female anatomy well before his first encounter. “Anything else surprise you?”

“Yeah, I was surprised how wet and slippery it is down there. And I really liked how your vagina seemed to open up the more we touched. It was neat.” He was literally beaming now, recalling fingering me to orgasm moments before.

“Well, Sammie, it was wet because of your touch, and it opened it because you were doing a very good job of arousing me. ” I continued in all honesty. “You have a very talented, sensual touch. I do not always ‘get there’. In fact, it is rare that I climax from touching alone. And it is even rarer that I have a climax with someone the first time we are together. You are a member of a very select club.”

The smile on Sammie’s face was priceless. He was beaming with pride. He had a newly found confidence. It was appealing to me.

I decided to do something I seldom do in front of other men; masturbate. I was going to allow the powerful jets to stimulate my clitoris while Sammie watched.

I turned around so that I was facing the jets of the hot tub. I was kneeling on the bench so I could position myself so that one of the jets was striking my clitoris.

“Sammie, come over here and hold me. I want to show you a trick I learned when we first got this hot tub.” I summoned him.

Sammie quickly approached me from behind, and I snuggled back into his chest. I brought his arms around me and placed his hands on my breasts. I like the secure feeling of being held in place this way.

“Just hold me in place. The jet is aimed right at my clit.” I panted.

After a minute of intense stimulation, I said, “Oh god, I can’t last long like this.” My voice was already starting to quiver slightly as my arousal started to increase from the jet stimulating my erect clitoris.

As he stood behind me, Sammie was teasing my erect nipples between my fingers. I could feel his erection pressing into my back.

“Oh baby, hold me tight. Don’t let me float away.”

I was rocking my hips slightly as the pulsating water stimulated my sensitive clitoris. I was growing very aroused by the intense sensation on my little ‘nubbins’.

After a few moments I could feel my orgasm building, “Oh, fuck…I am going to cum again…” I panted, struggling to keep my voice to a whisper.

He held me tighter as his erection ground into my lower back.

“Oh shit it is so intense. Oh baby, oh, God. I am cumming baby,” I said as I leaned my head back and pulled his face forward to kiss him as my orgasm quaked across my body. I sucked his youthful tongue into my mouth and I moaned into his open mouth as quake after quake rocked my body.

I convulsed in Sammie’s arms for more than a minute as he held me in place, the powerful jet continue to prolong my climax. Finally I had to stop. “Oh God, it is too much. Let me up baby…”

I said trying to stand.

But Sammie, held me in place for 10 to 15 seconds longer, evoking one more powerful series of convulsions from my core. It was a dominant and sexy act that struck a deep, submissive core within me psyche. I liked being held in place and forced to have one more orgasm.

My student had asserted himself for the moment as my temporary master. I love being controlled this way, forced to cum!

How did he know to do that? What made him sense that forcing one more wave of pleasure from me would resonate with me the way it did. I really do not understand what signals I sent him; but he certainly sensed that I wanted to be forced to cum a little but more.

Finally, he released me and allowed me to float away from the powerful jet.

“Oh god, that was wonderful.” I said as I tried to regain my senses.

I was developing a deep affection for my young student. He was clearly rising to the ‘top of his class’.

I floated in the effervescent warm water for a moment, trying to regain my senses. My nipples stood above the water like two tiny, erect, pink mountain peaks

After a few moments, I suggested, “Let’s dry off and go inside. I think you deserve a reward for giving me that orgasm.”

We climbed out of the hot tub, and I dried him with the towel. His erection stood firmly in front of him. It was an impressive sight. He was at least 7″, perhaps more, in length. And he was quite thick. The large vein was quite pronounced running down the underside of this massive erection.

I could not help myself. I folded a towel and placed it on the cement in front of Sammie, and I knelt down. Looking up at him from a kneeling position, I took his cock escort araban in my fist and slowly, and seductively, leaned forward and kissed the head.

I looked up at him, and said simply, “You have a beautiful penis. And today, it is mine, all mine…”

I then leaned forward and took the very tip of my tongue and inserted it slightly into the tiny slit at the tip of his head, looking up at Sammie the entire time. His erection arched up, the head swelled slightly larger and the shaft pulsed thicker as the tip of my tongue invaded the very tiny opening of his urethra.

Sammie’s knees seemed to buckle slightly and a loud moan came from his core. His penis grew longer and the head larger. He quickly had both hands on the sides of my head, holding me in place, as I continued to tease his highly sensitive slit with my tongue.

I looked up at him.

“Oh, you like that huh? I thought you might.” I said before repeating the intrusion of my tongue into this very tiny, very tight opening of his ‘pee hole’. I could only get the very tip of my tongue inside the slit, but it was having a very powerful effect.

Sammie was literally shaking each time I repeated this probing of his urethra with my tongue. I owned him now. He would follow me anywhere. I smiled to myself thinking he would go his whole life trying to get women to repeat this little game I was playing with the head of his penis right now. And he would think of me every time they did it!

I stood up, releasing his cock, and said, “Would you like to come inside and make love to me now? You seem to be ready.”

“Yes, ma’am. I would like that a lot.”

I loved the way this young man, who would soon be fucking me, was so respectful. It was cute and somewhat ironic that he was calling me ma’am, considering he had already shot his first load of sperm in my mouth!

I wrapped myself in the towel, and Sammie followed me into the house with his towel over his shoulder. His cock stood boldly, unobstructed, in front of him. He had gotten over his initial shyness. He seemed to be proud of his large erection, and welcomed the opportunity to display it to me. It was an impressive sight.

As we entered my bedroom, I went to my husband’s dresser, and retrieved a box of condoms Jim keeps in his top drawer.

Handing Sammie the box, I said, “Sammie, here is an important lesson. I want you to listen and pay attention. This might be the most important lesson of the day. Until you are in an exclusive, monogamous relationship, always wear a condom when having sex. It protects you and it protects the girl you are with. There are no exceptions to this rule, understand?”

“Yes ma’am.” he nodded in agreement.

“Promise me that you won’t break this rule.”

“I promise” I think at that moment, he would have promised me anything in order to be allowed to bury that huge cock inside of me!

I took one of the condoms from the box, tore the wrapper, and placed the latex ring on the erect head of his cock. Holding his shaft with one hand, I slowly rolled the latex barrier down the entire shaft. The condoms were a yellowish, almost beige color.

The tiny little reservoir at the tip was cute as it formed a little bubble to catch all the potent little sperm. My young lover looked adorable and sexy in his latex sheath.

The condoms were self lubricated, so his erect cock was very slippery now in its protective sheath. I knew that in a matter of moments this huge cock would be prying me open, and would be buried deep inside of me. I was going to take this young man’s virginity now.

I lay on my back on the bed and beckoned my lover to approach me. He climbed between my knees, his cock bobbing up and down as he approached his target. I took the head and positioned it at my opening as I cautioned him, to enter me slowly.

“You are a very ‘good sized man’, you have to let me adjust to your size, OK?” I cautioned.

He nodded as though he understood. And slowly he pushed forward.

Since I had already cum twice, and since I was emotionally aroused from my teasing his cock with my tongue moments before, I expected that Sammie would be able to just ‘slip right in’; however, the spa had washed away much of my natural lubrication. There was considerable fiction and resistance as he tried to enter me.

I felt very full as he stretched me open to accommodate his girth. In fact, his girth was large enough that it hurt slightly as he pressed the head past my initial vaginal ring at the opening.

I pushed my hand against his stomach to keep him from plunging in further. “Easy baby, you don’t want to tear me down there. You are big man. You don’t want to damage the playground, do you?”

He had only entered me about two inches, but he was starting to hurt me. I was afraid he would tear my sensitive skin. I asked for a moment to adjust. “Oh baby, wait a second, give me a chance to get used to you.” I reached in the nightstand, and retrieved a tube of K-Y gaziantep arap escort bayan lubricant. I squirted a dollop on my hand as his cock throbbed just inside my opening. I put a generous amount on the shaft of his large cock as well as some on my vaginal lips.

Ladies, if you have ever been penetrated by a large, latex encased cock, you know it takes a bit of work to get it fully inside you, right? The latex can make the intrusion feel a bit more difficult. Well this was a large man, and the friction was considerable.

Sammie remained motionless waiting for me to signal that I was ready to be fed more of his cock.

I felt his cock pulse and arch slightly. The pulsing stretched me open a bit. I felt very full however; it actually felt good as he pulsed inside me. I gave him a little vaginal squeeze in return, which caused him to pulse again.

I hugged his cock with my vagina again, and then took my hand from his stomach and slid it to his hips where I could guide him forward. With the aid of the K-Y lubricant, he was able to enter me a bit more easily now.

He penetrated me another couple of inched before I brought my hand back to his stomach to stop his progress again. I looked down and I could see that I had only taken about half his length inside me so far. He felt much larger than I had anticipated; I had to work him in gradually.

Sammie was patient. He resisted the urge to hurry the penetration along. I suspect part of his ability to control his desire to thrust into me was due to the fact that I had allowed him to cum in my mouth recently.

Sammie then pulled out slightly and slowly pushed himself deeper inside me. With each successive stroke, he was slowly prying my womb open to accommodate his cock. I was enjoying the slow, methodical intrusion with this wonderful virgin penis into my core.

I liked the feeling of fullness, and being stretched open that I was experiencing. This was turning out to be a very sexy, arousing and enjoyable morning.

After a few ‘in and out cycles’, with the help of the lubricant, Sammie was able to fully impale me with his erection. As I became comfortable with his size, I raised my legs up and wrapped them around him, giving him full access to my vagina.

I rested my heels on his ass, and soon was encouraging his thrusts by spurring his ass forward with my heels. In this position, the head of his cock was striking deep inside me, hitting the front of my uterus, at my g-spot.

“Oh damn, Sammie, you are so deep inside me. God, can you feel how deep you are?” my voice started to quake with excitement. This was unprecedented. I might cum three times in one day. I have never done that before in my life.

This young stallion started pounding my pussy. He was pulling out and literally pounding his way back it with deep violent thrusts, punishing my insides as he drive me closer to another orgasm.

I was fully open and wet now. I could take all of his rigid cock. I was bucking up to meet his thrusts. I knew that I would cum again if he kept this up. I wanted to climax with his erection pounding my core.

“Oh shit, baby, fuck me hard; shit you are going to get me again. Oh fuck me,” In the safety of my own bedroom, I did not need to be quiet, so I screamed as the pleasure built within me.

I bucked back to meet each thrust. I was taking all of him now. My heels were digging into his firm buttocks, urging him to fuck me harder and deeper. I had moved past the point of being a kind and patient teacher. I was now ‘a wanton woman’, a nasty and aroused slut who wants to cum with the rigid cock of an 18 year old lover punishing her pussy.

In a move that defied his inexperience, Sammie took my calves in his hands and raised them up, so they were now resting on his shoulders. He had me totally exposed and vulnerable.

I was babbling incoherent nonsense as my orgasm overtook me. With my legs up over his shoulder and Sammie pressing me backward into an unthinkable shape as he pounded his long, rigid cock in and out of me, I lost it. I started to cum and lost all control of myself and this situation.

My pussy spasmed, my abdomen convulsed, and I nearly passed out from a massive orgasm that would not cease.

I did not recognize the sounds that emanated from my body and he thrust himself deep into me time after time after time.

I was pinned under him, my heels pushed back to my head, my ass pushed high in the air, well off the bed. I was helpless to resist this massive assault.

My pussy was spasming in orgasmic convulsions. My entire abdomen convulsed as wave upon wave of my orgasm quaked through me like powerful ocean waves crashing upon rocks.

And because he had recently cum, Sammie seemed to have a staying power that defied all logic.

“Oh God.You have to stop, you have to let me stop cumming,” I screeched.

But my words seemed to merely encourage him; he pounded me harder. He seemed determined to give me a fuck I would never forget to fuck me senseless.

“Oh please, let me come down,” I managed to ‘hiss out’ between orgasms. “Baby please just cum in me,” I was begging.

Suddenly Sammie stiffened. His entire body seemed to quiver as he pressed himself deep inside me. I could feel his erection swell slightly and pulse. I looked up at in an orgasmic ecstasy. His face contorted.

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In the moments after Cindy told me at the restaurant that she wanted to fuck me, and after Buddy said that it was OK with him, I can’t say that I remember too much. I don’t remember if the food was good, I don’t remember if I picked up the check. There might have been a huge, “Animal House” style food-fight and I wouldn’t have noticed. All I could think about was Cindy, about my gorgeous, sexy neighbor, and that I was going to fulfill the fantasy that had dominated my thoughts from the day I met her.

But when we got back to our apartments Cindy trotted upstairs and Buddy steered me to my door. “Go ahead and take a quick shower. When we’re ready, we’ll let you know.”

So I had to wait, and what followed were the longest 45 minutes of my life. I took Buddy’s advice and showered, cleaning myself from head to toe, scrubbing away with a rough sponge that left me squeaky clean. I was erect, and I gave myself a few soapy tugs that sent shivers up and down my spine. I looked down at my cock and couldn’t believe that soon it would be buried deep inside Cindy’s pussy. I washed the soap off and admired my stiff pink rod, and I hoped Cindy would admire it as well.

I toweled off and when I went to blow my hair dry there was a big box on the bed with a note attached that read “Wear this.” I opened the box and inside were several pairs of dark silk boxers, a heavy black silk robe, and thick Japanese-style sandals. I stepped into a pair of shimmering black boxers and slipped the robe on. The silk felt great against my dick, and my back, and I stepped to the mirror to see how I looked. If I ever needed a costume for a Halloween party I could put this on and go as Hugh Hefner. I grinned at my reflection. I looked damn good. Maybe Hef’s been on to something these last few decades.

I dried my hair, brushed my teeth, sprayed myself with a tiny hit of cologne, and waited. The phone rang about a minute later.

It was Cindy. “Nicky, I’m ready for you. Are you ready for me?”

“Oh, God, yes.”

“Is that beautiful cock nice and hard.”

“Yes, yes!”

“Then bring it to me, baby,” she said, her voice criminally sultry.

The walk upstairs seemed awfully long. My knees were weak, by the time I mounted the last step I was panting like a Himalayan climber. I knocked on the door and Buddy pulled it open.

“Aren’t you supposed to say trick-or-treat?” he chuckled.

“Like you can talk.” I said. Buddy’s robe was just like mine, but a deep burgundy. It was strange to see the rough-and-tumble guy wearing something so luxurious.

“The tape is ready to go, but I’ll give you two a few moments alone so you can get comfortable. Go in, and close the door. Cindy’s in the bathroom. She’ll come out when she’s ready.”

I closed the bedroom door and took in the scene. There were several candles lit around the room, and two soft lights illuminated the rest of the room. That big white coverlet was still on the bed. I waited, staring at the bathroom door with a mix of fear and anticipation. Fear that I somehow wouldn’t measure up to her expectations, anticipation because the sexiest woman I’d ever met was coming to make love to me.

The knob turned, the door opened. Cindy walked out. “Hi, honey.”

Oh, God. Her blonde hair fell about her shoulders and framed her gorgeous face, her tan making her blue eyes sparkle like sapphires. Her lips were a deep crimson, and her nails painted to match. She wore a black satin corset that lifted her magnificent breasts and formed a deep cleavage. Her hips swelled out from her trim waist the sheer black material looked painted on. Her black stockings were held by a matching garter belt. Black high heels completed the ensemble. She was a vision out of every man’s fantasy.

“How do I look?” she purred.

I remembered a line from a Woody Allen movie. “It’s nice, but I wish you’d worn something sexy.”

She laughed and snuggled up against me. “I could put on some sweats and a T-shirt.”

“No, this is fine. You look absolutely incredible.”

“So do you,” she said as she fingered the lapel of my robe. “You’re so handsome, so strong.” She slid her arms around my neck. She smelled so good, her perfume was exotic, woodsy and spicy.

“I’m very nervous,” I said.

“So am I, but in a good way.”

“In a great way.”

“I think this first time it might be best if you let me take care of things. Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

“Sure, fine, sure.”

“Good.” She leaned up and kissed me, softly at first, her lips so warm and her body so firm as our bodies rubbed against each other. Her mouth opened and she twisted her tongue into my mouth, caressing escort bayan adıyaman the roof of my mouth, my teeth, my lips. She drew my tongue into her mouth and sucked on it, tickling the tip with her own tongue. Her hands were moving too, sliding down my waist and untying the sash of my robe. She opened the front and let her searching hands roam all over my chest, her nails gently scraping my skin. Cindy released my tongue and kissed my chin, my cheek, my earlobe, working her way down.

My erection strained against the cool silk of my boxers. She slid her hands around my waist and reached down to cup my ass in her hands, hard enough that her nails dug in. I suddenly remembered that I had hands of my own. I caressed the nape of her neck and circled my right arm around her and pulled us tight together. I looked into those blue eyes and kissed her the way she kissed me.

After a moment she stepped back and moved behind me. “Let me help you take this off.” The robe slid easily off my shoulders and Cindy draped it over a chair. She took my shoulders in her hands and twisted my body so I was facing the big mirror in the corner. Still standing behind me, she reached around and hugged me close. I saw her slim fingers lock together in a tight hug, and her soft hair felt so good against my back.

“It’s going to be so good with you,” Cindy whispered. She kissed me between my shoulder blades, and then I felt her tongue trace a wet line from there down to the crack of my ass. She knelt behind me, and in the mirror I watched as her hands caressed my thighs, and my stomach, but she still didn’t touch my penis.

“Are you ready for Buddy to come in?” she asked.

“Uh, sure.”

“Honey! We’re ready!” The bedroom door opened, and I was on camera. I could see Buddy grinning from ear to ear behind the camcorder pointed straight at me.. He said, “I really want to catch the expression on his face, wait a second…OK, go ahead.”

Cindy reached up and took hold of the elastic band of my boxers and slowly pulled them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, my penis sticking straight out hard and true. I was breathing fast, looking at the mirror, waiting for Cindy’s hands to reappear, trying not to too aware of the camera recording everything.

Cindy’s hands didn’t reach around to my erection, not yet. She pulled my ass cheeks apart and, to my total astonishment, began tonguing my anus. No woman had ever done that to me before and the sensation was so unexpected, and so delicious, that my mouth opened in a big O. I let out a sound halfway between a whimper and a scream.

“Oh, he likes that,” Buddy said.

I felt Cindy’s head pull away from my ass and she slithered between my legs, until that gorgeous face and those dark smiling lips were just inches away from my cock. “Do you want to lie down?” she asked.

“No,” I squeaked.

“Don’t worry about anything. Don’t try to hold out or anything. Just enjoy it.” She got on her knees before me. She took my cock in her hands, finally, finally, giving it a few soft strokes. She leaned forward and let her tongue touch my tip. I closed my eyes and exhaled hard. She parted her lips and kissed it, and then opened wide and my entire length disappeared into her wet mouth. She clamped down and slowly drew her head back, every nerve ending in my penis crackling with ecstasy. She was looking at me, staring into my eyes, and I stared back, hypnotized.

I was totally in her power, she kept bobbing her head back and forth, my cock now shiny from her sucking mouth, my cock wet, so wet, the tip of my cock wet from her mouth and from the pre-come I was streaming. Her tongue sought out the cleft on the underside of my glans and mercilessly tickled it.

I couldn’t bear it, the pleasure was overwhelming, Buddy didn’t even exist any longer. The entire world was now reduced to the sexy blonde woman who was kneeling between my legs. Her right hand closed around my shaft and began pumping me, her left cupped my testicles and felt their weight.

A line was suddenly, inexorably crossed. My legs locked, I was stricken with paralysis. I couldn’t stop what was happening, I was going to come. “Oh,” I whispered. “Oh. Oh. Oh. OH!” I couldn’t move my hips. I didn’t need to, Cindy saw what was happening and was swallowing my entire length with every stroke, the smile on her face obvious even with my dick in her mouth.

She let me go just long enough to say, “Come on my face,” and then she resumed with even more energy. I was dimly aware of Buddy moving around to my side, the camera now focused on Cindy’s face.

A face I escort baya nakkent soon despoiled. “Oh, God, Uhh!” I grunted and Cindy pulled her head back and, mouth open, let my first streamer of come pulse into her waiting mouth. My next half-dozen spasms shot thick ropes of semen on her chin, her nose, her forehead, her hair. Through it all her face wore a smile of absolute delight, even as she closed her eyes to keep my come from splashing into them. At last it was over, at last I was done. My orgasm left me totally drained, totally shattered. I looked down, at Cindy’s cum-streaked face, and I leaned back and collapsed on the bed, burying my own face in my hands.

“That was fucking hot,” Buddy said, sounding pleased.

“It was so good, baby,” Cindy cooed.

“He got you good.”

“I can’t believe how much he came, I thought I’d drown!”

“Do you want to clean up a bit?”

She said yes and I heard her come to her feet. Her nails tickled my belly. “Are you still alive, Nicky?”

I nodded. I was ashamed, confused, and stunned at how intense the pleasure had been. Cindy took my hands and pulled them away from my face.

“A bit freaked out, are you?”

“Maybe a bit.”

“Don’t be. It’s OK. You’ll feel better after we fuck.” She left and went to the bathroom.

After we fuck? Now? I was so drained I don’t think I would be able to get it up again for a month. I sat up and saw Buddy relaxing in a chair. “Told you she was a handful.”

“Yeah,” I said, hoarse.

We sat there for about 20 seconds, Buddy checking the camera, me focused on my breathing. It was more than a little bit weird, sitting here with my wet noodle of a dick in the same room as the husband of the woman who just sucked me off.

“Buddy, you sure you’re OK with this?”

“Sure. You?”

“I’m pretty fucked up right now.”

“You’ll be fine.”

“But it doesn’t bother you, seeing…this?”

He put the camera down. “You know that new waitress at the bar? Dark hair, big tits, pierced navel?”

“We’ve never been introduced, but I know who you’re talking about.”

“She’s gonna be MY new co-star. So its not like I’m not gonna have fun myself.”

“Oh.” I knew the girl he was talking about. WOW.

The bathroom door opened and Cindy stepped out. Wow wow. She’d removed the corset and her milky breasts stood out against her tan skin. The panties were gone as well, and from the tiny tan lines covering her pussy I’ll be she’d caused accidents walking around I Aruba. And, as Buddy, had suggested, she’d trimmed her bush, until all she had down there was a skinny bikini stripe.

“I’m not done with you yet, not by a long shot,” Cindy said.

“I might need a few minutes,” I answered.

She pulled the coverlet and the sheets back and patted them. “Come over here, baby.” I slid over, and just as they had we I’d explored their bedroom the feeling of the satin caressing my asschecks made me sigh. Cindy crawled on top of me, my soft penis rubbing against her smooth vulva.

“I’ll bet a big, strong man like you can go all night,” she whispered, nuzzling my neck.

“Usually yes, but that…that was a big one.”

“I know it was. It was all over my face.” She bit my earlobe. “You were delicious.”

Cindy straddled me, my doughy penis thickening with every heartbeat. She leaned down and presented her heavy breasts before my lips. I closed my eyes as I took her left nipple into my mouth, and she exhaled heavily as I suckled her. Her nipple hardened in my mouth, and at the same time my penis stiffened as it rubbed against her body. I switched to her right nipple and sucked it into a taut point.

Cindy sighed and said, “You’re ready.”

She reached down between my legs and I felt her fingers circle my shaft and guide me toward her opening. I couldn’t see anything, but I could feel the head sliding along her wet slit. I started to slip, slip inside her, and then she lowered herself onto my shaft. I felt her pussy engulf me, surround me, until I was buried deep inside her, my cock stuck deep between her legs, so incredibly hot and moist that I moaned, “Oh, God.”

Cindy didn’t move, she leaned down to again offer her red-tipped nipples to me. “Kiss them, suck them,” she breathed. I extended my tongue and swirled it over her left nipple, teasing the tip, when I felt Cindy’s pussy contract around my captive cock. I gasped. “You like that?” she purred. I jacked my head up and down. She did it again, and again, and again, and AGAIN, my penis caught in a wet muscular vortex, her incredible pussy milking me.

I tried to suck escort gaziantep anal yapan bayan her right nipple into my mouth but she leaned back until she was sitting up on my dick. She began gliding up and down my shaft, up and down, slowly, the slippery friction sending molten waves of pleasure into the base of my spine. I reached up and cupped her jiggling tits as she rode me.

She was looking down at me. “You like it this way?”

“Yes,” I groaned. “I’ve never come this way before.”

“Oh, then you’re gonna love this. Make sure you get a shot of his face when he comes,” she said to Buddy, and he circled around to focus the camera on me. I would have been embarrassed had I not been teetering on the brink of orgasm. I wouldn’t have cared if the entire College of Cardinals had sat down in full regalia.

“I’m going to make you come now,” Cindy said, the excitement making her voice louder than usual. “I want you to fill me up, I want you to make it wet inside me.” She put her hands on my stomach and pushed herself up and down with more speed, and the sight of this blonde goddess riding me, my dick sticking out between her legs, the sound of the bed creaking and wet slapping sounds of my cock squishing inside her, the smell of pussy and sweat filling my nostrils…I couldn’t take it any more.

“Oh!” I cried as my resolve was finally defeated. I’d never come this way, I’d always come during sex when I was fucking, not when I was being fucked, and now I couldn’t control the sensations radiating out from my cock, I couldn’t thrust myself to climax. I had to lie there and just let Cindy fuck my brains out, and it was the best feeling I could imagine ever experiencing.

“Oh! Yes! Please! Yes!” I screamed as I blew. I came and it was a moment of Heaven itself, my semen soaking her pussy. As I came some primordial part of my brain took over and compelled me to thrust myself as deeply as possible into Cindy as I could, so my sperm would have a better chance of impregnating her. I wanted this woman to conceive my child, I wanted her to have my babies! It wasn’t until the ecstasy ebbed away that the rational part of my brain seized back control.

Cindy leaned down and kissed my gently on the lips. “That’s so sweet, Nicky, but I’m on the Pill.”

“What?” I asked, confused.

Buddy was almost beside himself with laughter. “‘I want you to have my babies’? The fuck did you get THAT line?”

“Wait, I said that OUT LOUD?”

“Out loud? My goddam ears are still ringing!”

“I think it was so sweet of you to say that,” she said, kissing me again, before she slid off my lap. She lay down beside me and pillowed her head on my heaving chest, and let her nails scrape against my stomach. “I loved every bit of this,” she said.

Buddy went to the TV and plugged in the camcorder. “You gotta see this.”

He rewound the tape and hit play and there I was up on the screen, my face contorted, screaming “I want you to have my babies!” like a lunatic.

“Oh Christ,” I mumbled.

“Funniest thing I’ve ever seen,” Buddy teased.

Cindy said, “The girl who gets to have your babies will be very lucky. And very sore!”

We lay there for a few minutes, and I loved every minute of Cindy lying beside me, her warm body so soft and yielding under my hands. I almost wanted her again, but Buddy said, “OK pal, time to call it a day.” Cindy got up and held my robe for me. I dressed and put on my sandals.

“Now it’s my turn for some fun,” he said, obviously relishing his upcoming encounter with his 20-year-old with big tits.

“I’ll give her a call and tell her she can come over,” Cindy said, and kissed her husband on the cheek. She left the room.

“That was fun,” I said stupidly.

“Looked fun. Remember, this time Cindy did everything she could to give you pleasure. Next time you return the favor.”

“Oh, sure, I want to do that.”

“Here’s a hint-you can’t go wrong eating pussy.”

“Oh, no,” I said stupidly, as though I had any clue.

“And don’t be afraid to be aggressive, a little rough even. Cindy LOVES it like that. Be forceful, not violent.”

“OK.”

“And doggie-style. Finish by fucking her from behind, that’s her absolute favorite position.”

“Check.”

“Now beat it. Listen from downstairs if you want to hear what it sounds like when a woman gets fucked the right way.”

I left, accepting a last hug from Cindy. Back in my apartment I popped a beer and collapsed on my couch. It took three beers before my heart rate fell below 100. I stripped and took a quick shower, reluctantly washing the smell of sex and Cindy from my body. Back in my bedroom I could hear pounding noises and a girl’s voice, loud and clear and obviously in ecstasy.

“Oh, Buddy! Yes, fuck me…stick it deep inside me. Oh, God!!” There was a loud, long, shrieking scream. “Fuuuucccckkkk meeee!”

It went on and on like that. I promised myself, the next time I appeared on camera with Cindy, I would make her scream like that.

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