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I’m at my favorite cafe downtown, enjoying a chat latte while I read the latest used book I bought. I noticed right away when you came in; I always do. I see you around downtown sometimes–whether at the grocery store you work at or just around town–and my mind always goes right to what I would love to do with you…

You’re young and you have long, light brown hair, always tied back. You’re always fully dressed, but I can tell you’re fit under those clothes… You’re gorgeous and you live rent free in my head.

Today, you’ve caught noticed me and we’ve been exchanging glances for several minutes… I look towards the bathroom, then back into your eyes. There’s a blush creeping up your neck and I can almost see the wheels turning in your head. I hold your gaze and nod towards the bathroom–You first, I’m suggesting.

You stiffen for a moment and I can see some color rising up your neck and into your face. After hesitating, you head for the long hallway that leads tokat escort to the cafe’s bathroom. As soon as you’re out of sight, I follow behind and try not to look too rushed. My hand reaches for yours as I catch up to you and I practically drag you into the bathroom. When you hear me lock the door behind us, you swear under your breath. I waste no time and push you back against the sink immediately. I press my body into yours and I can feel the bulge of your erection straining to get free, the firmness pressing into my thigh.

“If you make too much noise,” I whisper into your ear, “I’ll have to stop.” My tone is firm, but still playful. I find the outline of your cock through your jeans and trace my fingers along it, then give a slow squeeze. Your legs and jaw tense up, but you remain silent. You pass the test.

I sink to my knees and quickly have your cock out of your pants; my pussy throbs, I’ve been dreaming of touching you, tasting yozgat escort you… I’ve been dreaming of what your cock looks like and it’s everything I dreamed of and more. A neat, trimmed bush–and the carpet does match the drapes. A sizeable cock, thick and with a ridge along the underside and plump head. Tight, round balls that I can’t help but take in my hand and feel and squeeze and my cunt is just dripping now. To be on my knees, ready to obsess over your cock like this… What a dream come true.

I can’t wait any longer and finally lick you. My tongue runs from your balls and up your shaft, pausing at the tip so I can get a real taste of you. Your cock tastes even better than it looks… I would love to take my time and savor the experience, but this has to be quick. I’ve set a fast pace, sucking down as far as I can and then using my tongue on the tip when I pull back. Every so often, I pull off of your cock and start licking and caressing zonguldak escort your balls instead.

It doesn’t take long before you can’t hide your reactions anymore. Your fingers weave through my hair and you hold me down, gagging on your cock, for a few seconds. When I suck harder in response, you gasp. Your cock throbs against my tongue and I can feel it begin to swell–and I’m ready for it and swallow to keep up with the waves of cum suddenly filling my mouth. I keep sucking and swirling my tongue around your cock until you’re spent–your body is shaking and you almost growl, fighting back any louder noises.

Once I’ve drained you, I let your softening cock slip out of my mouth. I’m immediately on my feet again and check the mirror behind you–I smooth my hair back into place, but otherwise I didn’t make a mess of myself. But you, on the other hand… Your chest is still heaving and you haven’t even put your dick away yet. Your eyes are almost glazed over, staring into the distance. I think I broke you a little, but I love it.

I flash you a wink, then rush from the bathroom and out of the cafe. I’m dripping wet and need to go home and take care of myself.

This is something I’ll never forget, but… maybe we can go further next time.

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The whole incident was so unexpected that it took me several days to remember to write it down. It occurred after I attended a local Comic Convention, where I dressed as a fictional police officer from my favorite show. While it might sound somewhat questionable to impersonate a police officer, I also carried a giant, fictional blade that made it clear I was just in costume. The real story unfolded as I was walking down a quiet alley.

I heard the sound of a lawnmower coming from behind the tall fences beside me. It was none of my business, but curiosity got the better of me, and I stood on my tiptoes to peek over the fence. I expected to see an ordinary middle-aged man in a sweaty, smelly T-shirt. Instead, I was met with a surprising sight–a muscular and strikingly attractive man in his birthday suit!

The naked man stood on the lawn with his back to me. Though I couldn’t see his face, his tight, round, and sexy backside was clearly visible. He moved his hips, shaking his buttocks in a seductive manner, as if he were teasing me. His dance was provocative and mesmerizing.

As I stood there, both shocked and appreciating this natural beauty, the man must have heard my footsteps stop. He turned his head to look at me, and I saw panic in his eyes. “Sorry, sir, I wasn’t intentionally trying to get your attention. Please don’t be alarmed or think of arresting me. I’m just mowing the lawn,” he said.

I suddenly realized that he thought I was a real cop–he hadn’t noticed my giant blade. This sparked a mischievous idea in my mind. I quickly hid the blade behind me. “Don’t move! I’ve received a report about indecent exposure in this neighborhood. Now, come out of the property immediately, or I’ll have to get a search warrant, which will only lead to more severe consequences,” I said authoritatively.

The man seemed reluctant, but he did open the side door and walked out. As he stepped into the light, I could see him more clearly. I felt myself getting hard. He was not only handsome and sexy, but his body was toned and fit, and his cock was big.

When he tried to approach me while covering his genital with his hand, I stopped his again. “No. Don’t. Stay where you are, and hands up!” He obeyed and stood still, and his big cock got harder.

“You are a pervert.” I said, while keeping glancing at his perfect body.

He blushed and looked embarrassed.

I continued my admiration of this hot man. His body was well-groomed and smooth. His face was handsome and attractive. His lips were pouty and seductive. Most of all, his huge dick was hard and thick. It was the best and biggest dick I have ever seen in real life.

“Are you high? Or are you trying to expose your body to someone?” I asked with some amusement.

“No sir. I am a good guy. I was just mowing the lawn. Please don’t arrest me. I promise to not show my body to anyone again. It was just a mistake. It’s a hot day, so I thought it would be fine if I mow the lawn without my clothes. I didn’t think there was anyone walking in this alley. Please have mercy. Don’t put me in jail.” The naked man pleaded.

I wasn’t really planning on letting him go. The way he looked and his attitude made me want to keep him like that. “Sorry sir, but I have to take you back to the precinct for investigation. Now get on your knees, hands on your head, and face to the street.”

“But I don’t have any clothes on!” He protested.

“No exceptions.” I demanded.

The naked man was obviously frustrated and embarrassed. He got on his knees. He followed my orders and was now kneeling in a submissive posture. His back was facing me, and his bare ass was up. He had a sexy bubble butt.

“Now march.” I commanded.

“Where to?” He asked.

“You’ll see. And keep your hands up. No more coverings.” I said.

“Please, not this. Let me cover it. People would see my hard-on and laugh at me.” He pleaded.

“Just do what I said.” I demanded.

I saw him swallow. He was blushing. He was humiliated. He started marching on his knees, while trying to cover his genital with his legs, and his arms covering his chest. It was meaningless. His whole body was exposed, and his massive cock was bouncing as he marched.

When we reached the street, the traffic noise from the main road was already loud. A delivery guy biked past us and whistled at the naked man. We then saw two women walking down the opposite side of the street. When they saw us, they were shocked. They started crossing the street, trying to avoid us.

I handcuffed ordu escort his hands to the traffic light pole while he remained on his knees.

“Why are you doing this to me? Please let me go!” The naked man was embarrassed and frustrated.

“I need to punish you, or else you will do this again.” I answered with no mercy. “Now stay there until the police car arrives. And then we can take you back to the precinct. Until then, keep your legs straight and hands up, or else I will get my baton and beat your ass.”

As the naked man kneeled against the street light pole, his ass and balls were touching the ground. His cock was standing and leaking.

I noticed this, so I decided to make him more ashamed. “It seems like you are enjoying this.”

“No, please. That’s just how it is. I am not a pervert.” He answered, while looking down in shame.

Seeing that he was helpless and completely exposed, I pretended to speak into a microphone, making him think I was calling for backup. I then acted as though a car was arriving and I was about to direct it to our location. Seizing the moment, I quickly ran away, leaving the poor guy there.

At the next intersection, I tore off the uniform, fake mustache, and wig, tossing them all into a rubbish bin. After changing into a normal shirt, I walked back calmly.

More people began to appear on the street. Some were just pedestrians passing by, while others stopped to stare and giggle. He was still tied to the pole, now desperately trying to hide his arousal, but with his hands bound, he was not successful. Among the onlookers were some of the naked man’s friends and acquaintances. They were concerned and asked him to explain why he was in such a strange situation.

“Jeff, what happened to you?” Someone asked.

“Were you arrested? You didn’t break the law, did you?” Asked by another man.

“It’s embarrassing. Can we please not talk about this.” Jeff begged.

“We are curious, please tell us. Were you having a kinky sex game and the cops arrived? I am sure it is fun.” One woman giggled.

“No. Nothing like that.” The naked man said.

“But Sarah do need to know about this. Let’s take photos of him first.” The man said.

“Oh yes, definitely.” The other man said, and pulled out his phone.

The two men and two women took turns to take photos of the naked man. Jeff was still blushing and frustrated. They were all laughing at him.

“No.. please stop. This is embarrassing.” He begged.

“Why should we? Your body is great. If you were not our friend, I would have joined you in your kinky stuff.” The women teased.

The men also made similar comments.

Someone must have called the real police, because soon, two cops showed up. They were puzzled. “Why are you naked and handcuffed to the pole?”

Jeff replied awkwardly, “Sorry, I thought the other police officer should have informed you guys.”

“No. We haven’t received any call like that.” The policemen answered. “The only call we got was about a naked man playing BDSM on the main street.”

When Jeff heard that, he knew what I have done. He was humiliated.

The policemen realized this as well, and laughed.

“So you were pranked by an impersonator?” The cop asked.

“Yes, I suppose.” Jeff answered, blushing.

“You are so naive. Why did you think the fake cop was an actual police? Did he look anything like a real one?”

“No, he was wearing a uniform.”

“Well, a uniform doesn’t mean shit. It could be a fake one.” The policeman replied, and laughed. “Oh boy, we will need to investigate the fake police, but since he is not a real one, we should help you out. Come on, stand up.”

The policeman unlocked the handcuff. Jeff was relieved. “Thank you. I am so embarrassed.”

“No need. Everyone does this once in their life. You should have been more careful.” The policeman replied.

The two policemen looked at Jeff’s naked body and commented on how hot it was. Then the cops went away.

However, Jeff still couldn’t go home, because his friends had gotten hold of him and were now teasing him mercilessly.

“Hey Jeff, you need to learn a lesson from this. Do you know what lesson it is?”

“Yeah. I shouldn’t mow the lawn while naked.”

“No, not that. You should not trust people. You should have checked if the police was an actual one.”

“You are right.” Jeff agreed.

“Now, let’s get some punishments for you.” The man said.

“Oh. Come on, no need. I have learned osmaniye escort my lesson.”

“No. It’s necessary. You can’t do this again. We need to make sure.” The man insisted.

Two men then got up and held the naked man’s arm.

“What are you doing? Let go of me.” Jeff was confused.

“We are gonna take you to the park, where the public can see your ass.” One of them said.

Jeff resisted, but there were four people holding him, and he was naked. They easily took him to the park. There, he was forced to sit on a chair. His hands were tied behind the back of the chair, and his feet were tied to the chair’s legs.

Now, Jeff is totally naked. His hands were tied behind the back of the chair, and his feet were tied to the chair’s legs.

It was Saturday, so the park was busy. When the people saw a naked man sitting on the chair, they gathered around to watch and take photos. Some were curious and asked about what happened. Jeff was forced to tell them about the fake cop who humiliated him, and the whole incident. He was embarrassed, but he was helpless, and the crowd loved it.

As the time goes, Jeff was getting more and more relaxed. He was enjoying the attention he was getting. He was starting to act like a stripper, and shake his ass in front of the audience.

The four people, including two women, were also aroused, and started caressing and kissing his naked body. Their hands were touching his cock, balls and ass. He was enjoying it. He was starting to moan.

Then, the two policemen from earlier in the story showed up again. “What is going on here?” one of them asked. “Oh, it’s you again.”

“Yeah, it’s me. Again,” Jeff said, embarrassed.

“Are you getting pranked again? Being tied to a chair and exposed?”

“No, sir,” came a voice from the crowd. “This is just a public show!” The crowd laughed.

“Yes… I’m here to teach a lesson.” Jeff said, while controlling his erection. He was already rock hard, and his penis was oozing pre-cum. The whole dick was coated with slimy fluid.

“I suppose there is no need to interfere, since you are doing a good job at learning.” The cop teased.

Jeff was blushing. The crowd was laughing.

“However… I still need to do a cavity check, to ensure that you are not hiding anything.” The cop continued.

The naked man’s eyes widened.

The crowd cheered.

“Yes, we must. We are here for the public’s safety.” The other cop agreed.

“No. No. I’m not hiding anything.” The naked man was protesting.

“We will decide.”

Two cops untied the naked man and flipped him over the chair. His bare ass was in the air, and his cock was hanging under the chair.

“Spread your legs and raise your ass.” One cop ordered.

“No! Please don’t!” The naked man was still resisting.

“Do it, or we will have to use force.”

“No!” The naked man cried.

The cops then used their baton and beat the man’s butt. His butt was red and swollen. The naked man screamed in pain.

“Are you done resisting?”

“Yes.”

The naked man finally gave up. His face was red.

The cops then spread his ass cheeks and inserted a finger into the anus.

The naked man’s body stiffened.

“Relax. Don’t be tense.” The cop said.

“He’s really tight. This would hurt him a lot.”

“Don’t worry. I will lubricate.”

“Lubricate?” The naked man was puzzled.

The cop coughed, and then the naked man felt his asshole being covered with liquid.

“What are you doing? What was that? Where is the lube?” The naked man was confused.

“The lube is inside of you.”

“What? How?”

“I used my saliva.” The cop smiled.

The crowd burst into laughter.

“No! Stop. I don’t want your saliva inside my body!”

“Too late. Now we will have a nice penetration.”

“Noooo!”

The cop then used the lubricated finger to enter the man’s ass.

“Ahh! It hurts.”

“Stop resisting, or it would hurt even more.”

The naked man tried to relax. His cock was getting hard.

The cop then used two fingers.

“Oh. This feels weird. I want to… come…” The naked man was starting to enjoy the anal stimulation.

“It’s okay. We will deal with it later.”

“No. Please. Just stop. I’m not hiding anything. You can’t do this. It’s illegal.”

“Oh, but it’s not. We are just doing our jobs. We are protecting the public safety. We have a duty to perform a cavity check.”

But Jeff could hold no longer. He sinop escort was so turned on, that he couldn’t resist the urge. He started shooting his cum.

“Aaaahhhhh!” He was screaming in ecstasy.

When the crowd saw this, they laughed.

“You are really a pervert. Look at your cum.”

Jeff looked down, and saw his cum all over the ground.

“Oh. You are so naughty. You can’t contain yourself.”

The naked man’s face turned bright red. He was too embarrassed to say anything.

Just at this moment, a woman arrives. She looks at Jeff and the cops and the crowd. Jeff’s eyes widen as he recognizes her. It’s his girlfriend Sarah.

“Jeff, what is happening? Why are you naked and tied to the chair? And why are you being fucked by the cops?”

Jeff tried to speak, but he couldn’t find any words. “It’s just… a… a misunderstanding…”

“Is it?” She said. “Well, I don’t know. But I’m so ashamed. You’re totally naked, and cumming all over the place.”

“No, I wasn’t… I didn’t…Please forg…” Jeff couldn’t finish his sentence. He was too embarrassed.

“Don’t worry. I understand.” She said. “I’ve seen you masturbating to porn and reading erotic stories. I know how you get turned on.”

“No. It’s not like that…”

“Ok, I still like you, but you must make up. I can’t let this pass.” She said. “Even this, you’re still so unethical.”

“Sure… I’ll… do anything…”

“Alright, then I want you to clean this mess.”

“What?”

“Yes, you have to clean all the cum off the ground, and then I will take you home.”

“Yes. Of course.” Jeff quickly agreed. “With what?”

“Use your tongue. And if you do a good job, I will forgive you.”

“Yes. Sure.”

“I will untie you now.”

Jeff nodded, and the police untied him. He stood up, and immediately kneeled down and began licking the cum off the ground.

The crowd was watching, and some were laughing.

“That’s a good boy.” His girlfriend said.

“This is humiliating…” Jeff muttered.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Jeff continued licking the cum off the ground, trying his best to ignore the audience. The audience all looked surprised. They couldn’t believe what was happening – a naked man was licking the cum off the ground because of his girlfriend’s demand.

Jeff licked all the cum from the ground. He stood up, and wiped his mouth with his hands.

“I think I did a good job.”

“Yeah, you did. You are so good at cleaning.”

“Thank you.” Jeff smiled, while his face is covered with his own cum.

His girlfriend took a paper towel and wiped his face. “You look so dirty.”

“Sorry.”

“Come, let’s go home.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

But then the police stopped him.

“Excuse me. Where are you going?”

“Huh?” Jeff was surprised. “I thought you had finished with me.”

“No. We have not.”

“Why not?”

“Because you were masturbating in public, so anyone could sue you within two weeks under the name of the Sexual Harassment Act.”

“But I wasn’t… I mean… it’s not my fault.”

“It doesn’t matter. You still have an option though.”

“What is that?”

“You can ask everyone here to agree on not to sue you. If you do, we will drop the case.”

“Ok. I will do that.”

“I have the pen. Now, you just need to ask everyone to sign it on this piece of paper.”

Jeff was shocked. “What paper? There’s no paper.”

“Well, it doesn’t need to be real paper. Your body can be the paper. Just remember to take a photo afterwards. So, we will have your body signed by everyone, and you can’t go free until we do.”

People then took turns signing the naked man’s body, which was humiliating and arousing. After a while, Jeff was completely covered with signatures, and his girlfriend took photos of his naked, signed body.

“Now, you are free to go.” The cops said.

Jeff’s girlfriend took him by the hand, and led him away from the park.

“Thanks for coming.” One of the cops shouted after him.

They left the park, and headed home.

“So, you still love me, right?” Jeff asked his girlfriend.

“Yes, I do.” She replied. “But you need to make a change.”

“Change?”

“You have to give up all your clothes, except for the very exposive ones. Every day, I will tell you what to wear, and if you don’t do it, I will take you to the park again, and you will lick your cum off the ground again. Do you understand?”

“Yes. That would work for me.”

“And from now on, instead of you fucking me, I will fuck you.”

“What?”

“Yes, we will try the strap-on, and then the dildo, and then the vibrator. We will see how much you can take.”

“But…”

“You must obey. I will punish you if you don’t.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

And with that, they headed home.

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3:45 PM, shortly after her final class of the day…

Josie McKellen was still high on the events that had transpired today, skipping lunch even to catch her breath alone, that and attempting to salvage a ruined green dress borrowed from Piper Cherry, back in the trash it went. So much attention had certainly been invigorating, having been eaten alive by her 1st period girls, then nailed on her desk by Reese Teller her very formidable basketball lover. The Point Guard’s overpowering charisma made her dribble on his balls in the most incredible way.

The loyalty of her students was just so hard to believe. Not even the knowledge of Principal Carl Manley’s well hidden cameras could dissuade her from her hormonal frenzy. Oh, it bothered her that what she was doing with her students was wrong, even she had read the news over the years. All across the country there were stories of student teacher relations breaking and ruining careers. The problem was, Josie was addicted to sex in every possible way. She had to have it. All she could hope for was discretion, obviously laughable but the hope was there regardless. Russian Roulette to be sure, her luck would run out eventually. Hopefully, that eventuality would be years away.

Josie lingered in waiting, spreading out a full day’s worth of Classic Literature tests just for show. Tests from over a week ago were slung all across her desk as a well orchestrated diversion. She knew very soon her twins Dakota and Sable would walk in expecting her to be ready to drive them home. Josie just wasn’t ready to call it a day. She needed her lover Coach Roman Crandell to top off her sex drive. Driving home had an altogether other meaning at the moment. One that did not involve her girls.

Unspoken too soon!

“Ready to go home Mom?” Her eldest of the twins Dakota asks while stepping into the room and hovering next to Josie’s side. Her sister Sable preferred to stand in front of the desk lost in thought. Her emotions all over the hemisphere due to Travis Herbert’s hijacking and being tied up nude in the gym had her rather withdrawn. She felt so miserable over his ordeal. By all rights Josie should show more sympathy but instead chose to hide her knowledge of the boy’s troubled day.

Just before lunch hour Piper Cherry had filled Josie in on the fiasco. Telling herself over and over that she should be acting more supportive toward her youngest, Josie’s hormones were just too agitated to offer any wisdom. In her soul Josie promised herself that she would make it up to Sable. Dakota, while aware was less sympathetic toward Travis, she knew his perversions well, finding it hilarious one moment, sad the next. Between those emotions there was also the fact that she was seeking to be a part of the so-called In Crowd. That meaning Angus Furlong’s orbit. If he would ever break up with his girlfriend Robin that is. Determined to hold her ground concerning their relationship that orbit was merely a gravitational pull.

“I can’t sweetie! I’m sooo behind in grading papers I don’t think I’ll ever get caught up.”

“You’re always behind. Is Daddy coming to get us?”

“He’s probably tied up with his game.” Josie grit her teeth mentioning the words tied up in front of Sable but relaxed in a bid to play dumb, Sable simply pouted. “Piper is overseeing Detention just hang out until she’s done and catch a ride from her. She has cheerleading practice at her home tonight, right Sable?” The girls both knew she was probably hooking up with Coach Crandell yet again. A timid glance between sister’s explored that possibility.

“Yeah.” Sable replied with a fidgeting depression. After the events of today her heart wasn’t into any cheering. She still didn’t know why Piper was encouraging her so. While yes she needed a boost of self esteem, she also knew how clumsy she was. Getting better was on its way, but not quite there yet.

“What’s wrong with you?” Josie frowned sitting her pen on the desk rather than nervously tapping it.

“You have know what happened to Travis by now.” She pouted.

“Do I want to know?” Josie tilts her head slightly sharing an expression of concern. Better to play naïve at the moment, “What did he do now?”

Dakota chose to answer for her sister, even though suspecting her Mother was full of shit. With the video of Trav’s humiliating incident going viral, the whole school was talking about it. Rather than make a scene she simply related the story again. “A bunch of boys kidnapped him during PE and tied him naked to the bleachers.” She took out her cellphone to show her a slightly censored spectacle that also incriminated her sister to share with their Mother.

“Dakota don’t! It’s embarrassing.” Sable whined and stomped her foot on the floor.

“Mom needs to know.” Dakota hands Josie the cell and lets her watch the video. While it did appear funny Josie withheld her temptation to giggle, in doing so her daughter would hate her for weeks. Even Dakota had to tilt her profile to avoid tokat escort expressing her smirk.

“Awww poor Travis!” Josie dedicated a hint of sadness to mask her otherwise desire to laugh over it, “While it does look bad Sweetie, you did the right thing in trying to help him.”

“I just made it worse. Now everybody is making fun of me.” She cringed, “He jizzed in front of everyone. It…almost got on me.” Dakota also wanted to laugh but bit her lip. Sable knew her sister well enough and slapped her arm as retaliation.

“How does a guy jizz without touching himself?” Dakota thought to herself, finding it safer than talking about it.

“Oh no! He must have been mortified.”

“As if I wasn’t?” Sable rolled her eyes. “Try being there less than a foot from it. Even Coach Roman had to jump out of the way. I want to move to Grandma’s.”

“You are not living with your grandmother.” Josie winced at her lover nearly getting a boy’s cum on him, even by accident. It wasn’t enough to ruin her hookup though, but she would definitely tease him after their rendezvous. “This will blow over.” After a lingering stare she sighs heavily, picking her pen back up as a sign she needed to do her job, “I know I must sound insensitive, but I need to grade these papers or it will be 7:00 before I get home. We can talk about this tomorrow if you need to. Go find some place to hang out, just don’t miss your ride home from Piper.”

“Lets go Sable. Mom has…things to do.” A roll of eyes toward Josie she knew that she was being scrutinized. While never knowing for certain until recently about her affair with Coach Roman Crandell, the girls knew very well why she was staying after school so much. Both tempted to bust her out but chose to avoid being yelled at and let their Mother continue her charade. Once out of range Josie dropped her face into her arms on the desk defeated. It was only a matter of time before a bitter confrontation.

“I’m tearing my family apart.” She exhales exhaustedly, “Henry understands me better now, but the girls will never forgive me for cheating on their Father. Sure the rumors are out there about Roman and I but there’s never been any proof. Well, unless Carl’s seen it. God knows he’s probably seen what I’ve done in my classroom the last few days. Hopefully Piper and I can calm him if he lights fire under our asses.” Already knowing of both women’s deeds very well, Carl Manley merely kept his matchbook in his pocket. Piper would fill her in on exactly what Carl knew soon enough once tomorrow came.

“Crap!” Reality slapped her upside the head, “How can I sneak to Roman’s office with the girls prowling the halls? Should I text Roman and call for a raincheck?” Groaning under stress she pouts, “God I’m so fucking horny. If I run into the girls, I’ll just take them home and come back. Roman might not wait for me though. If I can reach the gym without being caught I’ll just hurry into his office and get some then race back here. I can do this.”

Getting up Josie brushed away any creases on her satin dress before heading for the door. Just as she stepped out so did Spanish Teacher Kevin Fowler. Leaving his classroom grinning like she had never seen him before it made her pause. Shocked she hesitates long enough to question it. “Kevin? Why are you so giddy?”

Chuckling wryly he lifts a tiny pink remote and triggers it. A loud shriek circulated from Mimi Alexander’s classroom where she was still held up. “What in the world?” Josie smiled, “Is that a vibrator remote?” He gave her a cheesy grin. “Kevin Fowler, you devil you. You and Mimi?”

“We’re just friends.” He mumbled shyly, “I just like to torment her. It was Miss Cherry’s idea.”

“I see. May I see that for a moment?” He passes it to her willingly then watches Josie shuffle to Mimi’s door cautiously peeking around her threshold to spy on her. Finding Mimi with her fingers busy between her thighs, quite rapidly at that, Josie flared her eyes. “Now this is unexpected.”

With an evil glare of her own Josie motions Kevin to join her along the corner of the doorway. Once he peered in and spotted Mimi with her skirt up, fingers dipping inside her cute kitty his heart soared.

“Let’s get her good.” Josie winked and patted Kevin on the back, “This is just too priceless.” Pressing the button and holding it Mimi went insane almost as if a puppet on a string. Chaotic dances in her chair she looked as if she were having an epileptic seizure. Mimi Alexander came hard within a minute of the activation, an Art Teacher painting a portrait in white. Kevin blushed for Mimi.

“God I hope nobody heard me wailing in my classroom today.” Josie grit her teeth then vocalized. “She’s loud.” Kevin scowled at her in response. “Okay, I guess you heard me too.”

“I did. I had to close my door during 1st. period. Not just due to you however. I wanted to keep Miss Cherry from teaching my class for me.”

“Our secret Kevin?”

“I would never yozgat escort betray you Josie.” He shyly spoke. That deserved a kiss on the cheek. While distracted Mimi realized that she was being watched by them and jumped from her seat. Scurrying to their side Mimi shared a second unexpected kiss to Kevin’s opposite cheek. He turned rose red but smiled quaintly. Two for the price of one made his day.

“Thank you Kevin. That was fun.” She razzed Mimi, while slyly passing the remote back to Kevin, “I have to go. If my girls come looking for me tell them…just say you don’t know where I went. Mimi?”

“Yes?”

“Welcome to the family.” She hugged the girl quickly then whispered, “You should wear that more often. Kevin’s having a blast.”

It was no secret, “So am I.”

Josie winked at them both and hurried downstairs to the main floor. Every step of the way searching high and low for her daughters in case she needed to offer damage control excuses, she managed to make it to the gym. Within were the early stages of Basketball practice. She hadn’t even considered practice might be going on.

Spotting Reese her pussy grew instantly saturated. “Oh my God! There’s Reese. Shit! Maybe I should skip Roman and just do Reese again. That anal comment he made after 1st. period sounds wonderful.” She talked herself down thinking of Roman, “No, I can’t be obvious around his team while they’re practicing, if he kept his word they don’t know of us anyway. There’s no way Reese won’t notice me walking along court side to reach Roman’s. I’ll just act normal and wave.” A sudden chill strikes her, “This reminds me of Angus Furlong and his friends from this morning, watching and hoping I’d tease them. Now these young men.” Shivering at her dilemma she makes her decision final, “I’m such a slut I can’t help myself. 12 players either playing or watching. Should I?” She bit a fingernail tip with sparkling eyes lending themselves to mischief. “Time to wiggle.”

Strolling from the double doors she shamelessly unbuttoned three buttons on her satin style pullover dress and just prowled along the sidelines, forced to walk right in front of seven seated boys, accessing them she knew their ages as 18. Her cleavage appealing to the eye well below her tits the road show was rough and ready. Whistles took to the air as if the real game was in play. She brightened her eyes and playfully posed her chin from left shoulder to the right. Reese watching her with the ball in hand bounces it toward her unexpectedly. Seeing it coming her way she froze and plucked it up with a sneer of mischief directed at him.

“What am I supposed to do with this?”

“Lick it.” A boy laughed. “Balls love being licked.”

“Oh my!” She flared her eyes and made a tongue wag toward the ball then burst into giggles. Worried suddenly that Reese might have blabbed she recalled her flirtatious actions just to be safe. Besides Roman was just downstairs from the court in his office. He could have picked up on the whistling.

“Take a shot.” Reese pointed at the basketball net. “If you make it I’ll give you something.”

“Oh?” Her stress retreated, curious to hear him out, “And, if I miss?”

“You give me something.”

“Now that’s unfair, I’ve never once shot a basketball.”

“She won’t do it.” Player Kent Dixon chuckled, “She’s afraid of what she has to give you Reese.”

“I am not afraid.” Her eyes studying Reese she immediately knew he had shared information with his teammates. Taking a deep breath she considered just walking away, but her damned hormones just wouldn’t let her. “Alright! What do I have to give you if I miss?”

“You have to come in to work way early tomorrow and hook up with me.”

“What? Hook up with you? Reese?” She stared at him in disbelief. Had he blabbed in that much detail to his entire team about fucking her? Her heart pounded at his expression, as well as theirs, concluding that her notion was correct.

“They know.”

“Why would you…?” She holds her tongue and shivers with the thrill of each of their eyes stripping her. While she hoped he and her class would keep their rendezvous a secret, it did turn her on how they salivated toward her like hungry tigers. “This…is a lot to digest.”

“We saw you unbutton your dress to tease us. Why worry about what we know Mrs. M?” Clyde Selby a Center eased near her in a sly manner.

“Yeah, you know you’re sexy as fuck.” Shooting Guard Joel Pence shared a compliment, “You also know every guy here wants you.”

“Oh really?” She feigns surprise and fans her face with her left hand trying not to drop her cell, the ball in her other teetering. “Still, I have a lot to lose gentlemen.”

“None of us are gentle. We are men though.” Albert Crowley, a Small Forward on the team laughs. “Eighteen up!” Her earlier calculation of ages confirmed helped her nerves at least.

“Hmmm!” She fidgets her lips knowing Roman had likely given up on her. Her cell had zonguldak escort buzzed four times since she had reached the gym, she had just ignored it. Until now, looking at it quickly she found his last message reading , “You have ten minutes or I’m heading out.” That was five minutes ago. Hissing at her predicament Josie lowered her cell to her side and directed her attention back toward Reese.

“My coming to work early? How early?”

“At least an hour.” Reese narrowed it down, Josie holding her breath.

“And, should I make the basket?”

“Right here on the free throw line.”

“What?” She dropped her jaw as Garrett Newman a Power Forward dropped on to his back goofing off on the free throw line while moaning, “Ohhhh, Reese! Ohhh, Roman!”

“Stop that.” She laughed slightly blushing.

Looking around her for safety, praying her daughter’s were not roaming the school to find her, she hesitates. Seeing her reluctance and worry Reese looked to one of the boys sitting on the bleachers. Pointing toward the twin double doors leading in and out of the gym, he sent the boy to be a lookout. Noting his standing guard and giving them the okay Josie relaxed a bit.

Her next worry was searching for Roman or Ruth who could possibly come up the stairs to leave for the day, that is unless they left via the lower level exit, which was more likely. With no real basketball Coach this season in residence Reese had assumed the role of acting Coach until one was appointed. Roman occasionally monitored the team but being more into football he pretty much let them do their own thing. This was one of those days.

“Accepting my challenge?”

“Be more clear here. When you say right on the free throw line what do you mean? Surely not what Garrett there is doing.”

“Hand me the ball back, it’s cool. See you tomorrow in class.” Reese tried to take the ball from her but she managed to keep it out of reach to everyone’s surprise.

“I didn’t say no.” She giggled, “Post a guard by the staircase too.” A second player rose to her request and sprinted to the stairs and leaned against the wall peering downstairs. Hurrying down the steps he made certain Ruth was gone first, which she was. Finding Roman in his office, feet propped up listening to music looking ready for a nap the boy Jeremy headed back up. Sprinting over to Reese he informs him, “Dunbar’s gone. Crandell’s half asleep at his desk.” He then darted back to his post by the stairs. One more leery glance between bodyguards Josie smiled at Reese.

“Which am I? Shirts or Skins?” She stuck her tongue out at him, then winked at those around her.

“Definitely Skins.” He grinned.

“I can’t believe you have this kind of hold over me. You betrayed my trust Reese.”

“Live with it. You know you’re wet as hell right now.”

“Keep me safe ALWAYS?” She expected an answer. That question was then directed to the entire team. While some agreed, not Reese Teller, he preferred pushing buttons.

“Nope! Risk you take. You know you thrive on taking chances. Word is you told Crandell to push your limits. He can’t even come close to how I’d push those.”

“Really?” She shivered imagining just what he might prompt her to do. “Alright!” She bent over to set the ball and her cellphone on the wood floor, then stood up to remove her dress. Slipping it completely off, she dropped it to the floor over her cell, that was followed by stepping out of her heels. Totally nude she looked at every speechless player there, spinning herself into a 360 to a jaw dropping amount of sighs. Dicks were rising high in their gym shorts.

“Is this what you call a lay up?” She pats Reese over his confined erection, as he attempts to take the ball from her. Evading him to a rush of chuckling teammates he steps away hands on his hips.

Exhaling her amazement at just how far she was willing to stoop, combined with the lust in their ravenous eyes, she clutched the basketball between both of her palms. Deciding to dribble it using both hands she bent forward enough to express her tight ass and devoted clam, winking to those players sitting with interest. Standing up straight she stepped around Reese and moved over to the free throw line where Garrett still lay stretched out on his side. Instead of getting out of her way he rolled over on to his back and lifted his hips to lower his shorts. A fairly nice six inch cock stood straight up.

“Goodness! Hello there.” She giggled and dared to stand over his waist, one foot to each side of his hips. Looking at the basket rather than him she bubbled up, “I’ll try not to step on you Garrett.”

“Best not! I need these nads.” He chuckled peering up at her pussy, “Damn Mrs. M, you have a tight looking pussy.”

“I like to think so.”

She danced in step wiggling her delicious heart shaped ass just for whistles. Hopefully not Roman’s metal whistle either. Below her Garrett stroked his cock. To her sides the team circulated for a better view of her curves at all angles.

“Don’t make me nervous.” She bounced the ball twice to garner confidence in herself.

“Hold up!” Reese approached her. “Let’s make this more interesting.”

“Alright! I’m listening. Every shot you miss…you sit on one of our dicks. Every shot you make…”

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“No one can hold a candle to you like I can.” Knox lights up Perbert’s mom. Happy Birthday Asshole!

*****

It had only been a single day since Kelly Herbert had fallen prey to Knox Hardecker and his crew right here in her own home. With Dominic spending more and more time with her she knew that protected her from them while he was around. Agonized over her betrayal of Dominic in a sense, not telling him what Knox was doing to her even after she was distinctly told not to let him touch her, she had no choice. Dominic would hold it against her, possibly harm the boys, go to jail, ruin her income, she would lose everything. Even after relenting to them the boys warned her that they would still haunt her son Travis, dealing with multiple humiliations over the last few weeks. As long as they did not hurt him physically, she concluded he would get over the ruthless pranks.

She saw herself as a horrible mother, but her slave programming was overriding her sensibility. Since Mace Belmont opened her eyes to the bondage element and the public exhibitionism, her brain was on high alert for more of that kind of hormonal overload. Then came Knox challenging her ethics, and also offering what Mace gave her. Kelly Herbert felt defeated. She required attention… badly! Careful what you wish for!

Hearing music coming from next door she knew Knox was up, even at 2:00 AM. It was obvious Winslow Hardecker wasn’t home or the music would be off at this hour. Tired of lying there thinking, touching herself constantly she began to get up just to walk off her anxiety. That was when her heart leaped out of her chest. A laser pointer stabbed through her window, casting itself on her wall. Eyes bulging, she sat up and watched it like an avid pussy might do. Mesmerized by the swirl to catch her notice.

While not perfect she read what appeared to be writing, chasing the dot as it made letters. Those letters were S-E-X. Shut off, she pouted at his originality but missed its glare. The light returning in a breath it wrote a follow up chain of letters saying N-O-W. Biting her lower lip she rolled over and stood up on her mattress to look out the window. Peering up at Knox Hardecker’s balcony he saw Knox with Neo, Dillon, Hoyt, and three others all looking back at her, obviously still kicked out of school, this being a school night.

Laser pointer used on her body she looked down at her chest to see the dot circling her nipples. It excited her beyond imagination. The second it vanished again she heard her cell ping. Dropping to her bed she anxiously snatched up her phone to note a text from Knox that said, “Get over here. Leave the clothing at home.”

Giddy she text back, “On my way Sir.” Leaving her cell at home on silent so it wouldn’t wake Travis in the next room, she stepped softly and out her bedroom door, sealing it back up. Like a cat she went downstairs then stealthily out the front door. Once in the yard she walked barefoot from her home directly toward the Hardecker’s front door, a glance at the balcony she knew the group had gone inside. Reaching the door, she found Knox opening it up for her.

“Get your sexy ass in here you stupid cunt.” He grabbed her arm and drug her in forcefully. Leaving the door open he hauled her into the living room and forced her to her knees. She cringed at the brash tone he was sharing yet grew incredibly wet. Looking about she counted those she saw up above and realized there were four more bodies. She didn’t recognize any of them save for his core group. Beers in hand they each sat or stood around glaring at her.

“So, you’re Perbert’s mommy.” A large black young man with a shaved head sighed. “She’s even sexier than you said Hardecker.” He observed Knox crouch behind her and yank her head back by her blond mane.

“The man gave you a compliment. What do you say?”

“Thank you, Sir. I am glad you approve of what you see.” That got the group mumbling. This led the bald boy to crouch in front of her and grip her chin. She loved the force behind both of them at the same time.

“Our boy Knox here says your pussy is sweet slave Lady.”

“I must keep myself maintained for my master.”

“Master isn’t here tonight, is he?”

“No Sir! He went to his own home.”

“Well then I say it’s our birthday.” He chuckled.

“Hey!” Dillon Kirkpatrick spoke up. “I just realized something. Perbert is celebrating his birthday with the McKellen twins on Saturday. I heard him talking in the halls last week.”

“Point?” The bald boy winced.

“Hold up Trey.” Knox pondered. “This just gives me one hell of an idea. Hoyt? There’s a 24-hour grocery open about a mile from here. Go buy a birthday cake and candles. Let’s celebrate Trav’s birthday with his Mommy here. Cough up cash you bastards.” Money flew from wallets a ten here a five there each. Hoyt not exactly happy to have to make the run made Neo go with him. Hoyt had his car so they shot off like a light knowing they were running low ordu escort on time. Kelly wasn’t sure where this was going yet remained calm under pressure. “You don’t object to us celebrating his birthday do you Mrs. Herbert.”

“Are you… inviting him? He’s sleeping.” That part worried her, being forced to have sex in front of him. Hopefully Knox would not be that cruel. In her heart she knew that would ruin their fun before it got started. Travis would freak and call the cops or as much as he hated Dominic, he might tell him. At worst bring in Henry McKellen who lived behind them, who was already her secondary master of passion.

“Naaaa! Let him sleep. We can blow his candles out for him. You can make the wish.”

“What would you wish for Perbert’s mom?” Trey Carpenter from Harvester-Kent High School used his thumb to tug her lower lip down then released it just as fast.

“Can’t wish for us to leave you alone. That’s not happening.” Knox chuckled.

“Why would I do that Sir?” She voiced her desire to please all men. “I have everything to lose. You have made certain of that. I will wish for something you want.”

“Big ole’ gangbang?” Dillon chuckled.

“If that is your wish, it is my wish.” Oh, she was all in on that. Her cunt was saturated within their glares of yearning eyes. Even in trying not to smile she let them know through subtle glances she was eager to get started. Mommy needed cum; her appetite ruthless once her hormones kicked into thigh gear.

“Then let’s make that wish count.” A buddy of Trey named Cooley Frost, really Cole Frost jumped in, “We got time until Rollins and Pryor get back.”

“Let’s take this up to my bedroom.” Knox insisted.

“Your father will not be coming home soon?” She hissed as he dragged her to her feet.

“Not tonight! He grounded me yesterday then turn around and went out of town for work.” He laughed, “Party on Mrs. Herbert. Now why don’t you just wiggle that sexy MILF ass up my staircase there like a good little whore. Pretty sure you can find my bed.” Releasing her hair, he slaps her ass leaving a red mark. “We’re all right behind ya.” Yes, his palm print was.

Taking the staircase almost seductively the group followed her up with whet sensibility, she discovering his room lit up abusing his father’s power bill. Eying the computer monitor as it rotated visual screen savers, she realized Knox had photos of not only she but of Piper Cherry, Josie McKellen, the Twins by the pool, past girlfriends, even Svetlana Goboldsky blowing one of Kelly’s neighbors that lived next to Henry. With no time to waste Knox shoved her on to his bedding and forcefully rolled her over. “LEGS WIDE!” Sir! Yes Sir!

“You’ve got her trained Hardecker. I’m fuckin’ impressed.”

“Put a condom on you Fucks. We’re friends but I am not swapping jizz.”

Trey, Cooley, and another named Rob stripped down before her, many guys stepping out on the balcony to give them space without looking queer. Knox dropped next to Kelly and forced his gaze upon her making her tremble. “Don’t be quiet. Show these fucks you want it.”

“I do want it.” She sighed, “Anything for you Sir.”

“Tear this bitch up. Just no bruises or bite marks.” That would be hard to explain. Dominic would definitely know something was up if she came home looking abused. Standing, he pointed at her to keep her attention focused. “No dick goes home unhappy.” Knox was the MANiac! Making sure condoms were on save for Rob’s, Knox stepped outside for a smoke. Door open, he let the visiting team have their way.

Trey demanding her cunt crawled right on up between her legs and dug in. Kelly accepting his thick eight inch covered in green latex whispered, “Thank you Sir.” A reply of, “No, thank you.” He slammed in balls deep curling upward to follow the arch of his dick. She embraced him with hands around his ribs and instantly whimpered her praise of his talented thrusts with moans of delight. Rob crawling in from the side slapped his seven-inch beast over her lips until she opened wide and swallowed his girth. Balls grazing her cheek he forced her head to the mattress and face fucked her. Cooley left out temporarily, just removed his rubber and stroked it. Not much he could do yet, so he decided to move to the wall side of Hardecker’s bed and move in beside her. Taking her hand from Trey he curled her fingers about his six gun and encouraged her to take it upon herself to pull the trigger. Fondling him with a firm dedication Cooley was a happy cat. So were her breasts as he squeezed her tit as an added bonus.

“Sad when we know all about Perbert even over at Harvester-Kent Momma.” Trey huffed holding her ankles wide, she of course could not reply. “Your punk ass kid is famous after all those viral videos. He’s a star… just like you it seems.” Yep! So much for privacy. A cell was recording her fucking the trio. Cheesy grins all around they kept her busy. Finally, as she gushed across osmaniye escort Trey’s vividly thrusting cock he pulled out and made Rob back off. Rolling her over on top of him he pressed back up inside her. Rob returning grabbed her scalp and reintroduced his dick to her mouth.

Cooley moving around on the bed hovered over her ass and took it for a solid DP run between he and Trey. Her muffled cries over Rob’s dick were more gurgles than words, but still a grateful admiration. The boy with the cell zoomed in on the double entry points for a stunning seesaw effect going in and out of her precious holes. She could not stop cumming, nor did she want to. Cooley having skipped putting his condom back on nutted up her anus pulling out with a cream pie flow that trickled down over Trey’s scrotum. It looked awesome on video. Milking the cow!

Rob nutted in a dramatic snarl down her throat, then forced her to swallow it all before he removed himself from her throat. “TAKE IT ALL!” He snapped. She panted heavily and fought hard to bring him back for more. By all she deep throated him until his scrotum was empty and a sag bag against her chin, a quarter of his sack beneath the inside of her lower lip. Bitch was amazing. She made great porn. This video was going to break bank when Knox decided to sell copies of it. The Harvester-Kent boys had no problems being her co-stars.

Cooley spanking her sent her yelping and begging for more. This was what she craved. If only Dominic would offer her more of this. Maybe there lay her reasoning for keeping quiet. She would obey him for his gift of saying ALL MEN that wanted her were to be treated like Kings. His generosity would be abused as much as she could take. Let these bastards use her, she welcomed the challenges ahead. Whether Dom knew or not he could only blame himself for his definitive orders. Kelly was obedient to a fault, even if it was a misconstrued command.

Knox finishing his cigarette stepped back in to explore his friends and make certain she was cooperating to her fullest. With Trey the only one active at the moment, Rob bailing on her hungry lips she began yelling at the top of her lungs. “MORE! I NEED MORE!” Dillon chiming in stripped down and replaced Rob letting her wrap her lips tightly around his five-inch erection and bleed him dry. A boy named Jake covered up with a condom and moved back in on Kelly’s ass. Trey just kept on plodding ahead. He concluded just how good Perbert’s mom was and simply heard that hungers invitation. Silver platter Baby!

Two more boys crawled to each side of her and forced her hands into action jerking them off. Knox in the midst of it all reached in between bodies to pinch her nipples hard and painfully. She screamed across Dillon’s cock at the pressure he was applying. “TAKE IT! TAKE IT!” He bellowed. No problem Boss! Her pain their gain.

Dillon jizzing in her mouth he withdrew allowing her right-hand man to replace him. He much bigger in size and girth fucked the snot out of her until he too rained on her tongue. Going! Going! Gone! He too backed away making it available to lefty. Hands free now she pawed at Trey below her for his ferocious stamina. Between he and Jake she lost her sanity and had a triple play orgasm that nearly knocked her unconscious. Limp in their possession they fucked her awake or not until she revived with a blood curdling scream that lost complete reality. Kelly Herbert showered Trey nonstop for literally two minutes straight. Juicy juice!

Knox standing away with his arms crossed heard feet coming up the stairs. Hoyt and Neo were back holding the sheet cake with white icing and a bag of candles. Witnessing the gangbang, they felt cheated by Knox. Only Trey in her at the moment the boy rolled her again to her back and pulled out of her. Ignoring Hardecker he yanked his condom off and dove back in before she could catch her breath. Taking her legs behind her head he stretched out on his toes and repeatedly slammed straight down into her so deep she couldn’t make a sound. Her eyes were what screamed. Convulsing like a woman being exorcised she cascaded his piledriver beast in a fountain rising up and splattering her thighs, and his. Mind blown times eleven. Snarling hard Trey shot a glance at Knox as if seeking approval to nut. Knox shrugged and shared a gentleman’s sway of hand as if saying, “After you.”

Nodding with a sweaty grin Trey raged on until he destroyed her dimension in one fateful detonation, so thick and forceful she lost her vision for a moment. Eyes rolling back, she held her breath then awaited that final slam dunk. Trey hit bottom, Kelly fell silent and quaked like never in her life. Not even Dominic achieved this vibratory massacre. Collapsing over Kelly, Trey lay there, he himself shaking at his powerhouse driver’s permit. Knox began clapping. Job well done!

“Uhh?” Hoyt fidgeted, “Are we getting some, or no?”

“Yep! Change of scenery boys.” Knox chuckled. sinop escort “Let’s take this birthday bash next door.” The group laughing followed his lead as Trey rolled off of Kelly. Dragging her from his bed by her hair he patted her cheek, “Wake up Slut! You have another party to attend.” Dragging her limp body, she finally found the energy to keep up as he hauled her downstairs clinging to the bannisters for support. At the bottom the others circulated down. Propping her against the wall Knox looked toward the floor. “Shoelaces! Man up, guys.” Taking his hint every tennis shoe around was unlaced and taken with them. Neo with the cake and candles trailed Knox as he forced Kelly to walk along with him to her home. Outside her front door Knox told everyone, “We all go in on stealth mode. No one even breaths hard. Understood?” The butt naked bunch nodded with primal intent. The lion sleeps with her tonight.

Agreed he motioned Dillon to open the door wide and to play doorman as everyone filed inside. Kelly’s own nightlights leading the way, Knox ushered Kelly to her dining area and sat her up on the table of six seats. Coaxed to lay back dead center and stretched out he pats her belly to stay. Claiming the cake from Neo he sat it next to her. Shoelaces poised they tangled her wrists and ankles into a spread eagle, binding her to the table legs as tight as they could get her. She was sharing expressions of yearn even under the circumstances. Her son’s bedroom was directly above her. It was almost as if she could hear Trav’s heartbeat through the floor, ceiling in her circumstance.

Once bound completely Knox used his hands to grip chunks of cake and plant them all over her body. With the entire sheet cake covering her full-frontal landscape he set out planting tiny candles all over her. Eighteen in total he tossed the rest of the pack at Neo. Bic lighter in his pocket he lit all eighteen candles. Seats moved away she was surrounded by eleven hungry young men licking their lips. Dillon with his cell cam facing her recorded her toasty disposition.

Leaning into whisper into her right ear Knox told Kelly, “Now you… you can talk. I want you to sing Happy Birthday to Travis and look as sexy as possible.” Her eyes flared at what he was ordering. What if her son heard her and came down? He would automatically know someone did this too her even if they managed to escape detection. Nodding at the last minute she began humming first then broke into a chorus. Not loud enough to wake Travis but just enough for the cell to hear her.

“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday Dear Travis. Happy Birthday to you.”

“And many Whore!” Knox added for effect. It was hard not to laugh. “Seeing as you’re not here for your own party we’ll blow out your candles Bitch Boy. We’ll even eat the cake while Mommy makes a wish for you.” Motioning everyone in they on the count of three each blew the flames out. “What did you wish for Mommy?”

“That this night never ends.”

“Perfect! Eat up fellas.” He whispered. Candles plucked out of harm’s way the entire eleven ate the cake messily from her flesh, eleven tongues licking her at once until she was nearly spotless. Only the white icing smears looked as if she were in a messy bukkake. Her moans succulent and thankful Kelly cooed. A tongue on her clit however sent her back into an arch, her bonds creaking the table legs. Fingered ferociously by Hoyt wanting at least in on this much, Knox had to palm her mouth to keep her quiet. She came on Hoyt’s knuckles and thanked him with a faint, “I adore you Sir.” That resulted in Hoyt using his wet fingers when flipping off Travis through the ceiling. He then shoved his fingers down her throat while Kelly sucked them dry and appeared as not wanting to release them.

Before anything further, they heard footsteps above them, everyone tensing up and peering at the floor above. Travis Herbert trudged from his bedroom across the hall and to the bathroom. Hearing him pissing they all chuckled under their breath. Ignoring it the boys returned to feast on her flesh, kissing and sucking nipples, every inch of her found saliva bathing her pores. A tongue devoted to her clit she moaned until Knox kissed her on the lips to keep her silent. She found fingers up her cunt and her ass probing and tantalizing her sensitivity. She in silence thanks to her kiss, came hard all across her handy helpers and her tabletop.

A toilet flushing, they heard Travis return to his bed, springs squeaking ever so slightly until all went quiet as a mouse. Kiss completed Knox sighed into her mouth. “Isn’t this better than just being laid by your bodybuilder?”

“I serve my master how he sees fit.”

“You know you want more of this. Admit it.”

“Yes Sir. Much, much more. Until My master denies all others but he.”

“Don’t let that happen.”

“That is not up to me.”

“Let’s head out guys. Let’s leave her here to rethink that.” Quiet as church mice the group took their leave. Before Knox followed, he lit another candle and stuffed a bit of leftover cake into her belly button. Candle standing in the middle he walked out. Kelly stared at the ceiling in her bondage and wept.

“Please come back. I need you. I need more.”

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The night party that was to suppose to be held at Lucy’s apartment shifted from that night to the next day evening. So it gave Lucy lots of time to further prepare this slut, Sandra for the party. She walked into the living room, casually brushing her teeth and saw the most comical scene she had ever seen till now.

The rough and tough teacher, who once brought Lucy into tears, forcing her to quit college and even to leave New York immediately, was sleeping all naked on the living room floor, on her ass, her face pointing at the ceiling of the room, her legs were even spread letting anyone in the room to appreciate her naked beauty.

Lucy finished brushing off her teeth, and then she walked next to sleeping Sandra. She smirked and spat on her face. Sandra’s face wiggled a bit, she frowned and looking at that Lucy decided to give her a nice good morning greeting, one that will make her remember instantly where she was and what was going to happen to her from now on. Lucy placed her bare left foot on Sandra’s face and started to rub the saliva all over it, grinning from ear to ear.

Sandra woke up having a foot rub her face, noticing that, Lucy giggled, “Good morning my dear, Madam Slut.” Sandra opened her mouth wide, but before she could say anything, Lucy pushed three of her toes inside her mouth and smirked, “Yes, tell me bitch, what you are about to, oh wait, you can’t talk like this.” She chuckled before adding, “But you can listen, right? Then lick my toes pretty good, make them wet honey, just as wet as your cunt was tomorrow night.”

Sandra turned red faced on hearing the comment, but she started to suck on Lucy’s toes all three of them, one by one, because she realized this to be the best process to avoid any massive trouble during her time in London. But what point she missed was, on the heart of London, these little girl and her friend, couldn’t have done much to her if she refused to submit to them, after all this city was tight with security.

After having her toes licked for more than 5 minutes, Lucy pulled them out of Sandra’s mouth and started to rub her wet foot all over Sandra’s face again, slowly sliding them down to her large juicy tits. Lucy started to clamp Sandra’s nipples one by one in between her toes and pulling them up roughly to the point where Sandra started to scream from pain. “How does it feel like, you American bitch, do you regret treating me like what you have done to me before?”

Sandra yelped, “Yes Lucy, I mean Mistress. I am sorry for what I have done to you and I promise I won’t be that rough on any of any students from this point on. Please Mistress Lucy, let me go.” Sandra sat on the floor, locking her eyes to Lucy’s, her body panting from this wake-up treatment she received from her student, Lucy.

Lucy smiled to see how Sandra was breathing deeply, causing her tits to rise and fall slowly yet in some way that turned on Lucy beyond her guess. But she managed to suppress her sexual lust and asked Sandra with a mocking tone, “I didn’t tell you to call me, Mistress. Where did you learn this word, is it from Charles honey?”

Sandra looked at the floor, her face painted in crimson shades, “Yes Mistress, Master Charles told me.”

“Oh, my Charles, he is sure one of the classiest friends I have ever met. But well, my little bitch, Sandra, I believe what you just told me was from your heart and you honestly meant all of that.” Lucy saw, how eagerly Sandra was nodding her head, on hearing Lucy’s statement, so she waited for a while before adding, “BUT it is too late for you to apologize to me now. As I told you, ‘you will pay’ and you know revenge always comes with an interest. So your punishment will be way harsher than what you did to me.”

Lucy’s feet roamed all over Sandra’s body, before it started to play with her cunt. Lucy saw the wetness of Sandra between her legs and thought to herself, “She must love being treated like this.” She kissed her cunt lightly and barked another order at her, “Go take a quick shower. We are going outside after that and you will do whatever I say. Now hurry!” Lucy headed off to her own room, getting ready for the new journey with her ex-teacher, present slave.

When Sandra came out of the bathroom, all wet and scrubbing her pussy with the tokat escort towel, Lucy smiled and handed few clothes to her. “I want you to wear these, my pet.” The clothes included a micro-mini skirt so short that after wearing it, it barely covers the butt cleavage of Sandra because of her height. A white top which reads at the front, ‘SQUEEZE AND HAVE FUN’ and only one piece of underwear for her, a panty that too smelled horribly, when Sandra looked up into Lucy’s eyes to question about it, Lucy grinned, “YEAH! I KNOW. I peed on it intentionally so that you can wear this smelly panty today. Just slip it on.”

Sandra wanted to protest she knew she must but something deep inside her mind, wanted her, to submit to Lucy completely and slowly that part took over her entire will. When Sandra finished dressing for Lucy she was undoubtedly looking exceptionally slutty in the small skirt and smelly panty and a white top with explicit comment and no bra underneath it. Lucy squeezed tits of blushing deep red, Sandra like the comment read and giggled, “You are tight and pretty round. Ok, let’s get our asses out of here we are going on a walk.”

Lucy grinned when she stepped out of the apartment and saw Sandra following her quietly. The streets of London were pretty busy at that time of the day and although Lucy said they were going out on a walk, it seemed she was heading towards somewhere specific. But on her Sandra attracted lots of eyes towards herself, when she walked her hem of the skirt was rising a little allowing her panty to take a quick peak outside. Her 34D boobs were pointing outwards and without any shame, her nipples started to get hard trying to pierce out of her top. Sandra asked Lucy, “Umn, where are you going?”

Lucy replied nonchalantly, “To the saloon my dear. You have pretty ugly bush and we have to do something about it. Now don’t you dare talk or try to pull any tricks on me do exactly what I want you to do or you will regret this decision as well in near future.”

Lucy hasted inside a high-end saloon and told Sandra to sit on the table, while she has a talk with the barber. The barber was only 20 years old and pretty handsome in his black hair and slight muscular figure accompanied with his shiny green eyes. He was a friend of Lucy’s and after Lucy described the incident to him, he wore an evil grin on his face, and kissed Lucy on the cheek, “You are my best friend.”

Around 4 to 5 men were already waiting on the table and everyone was pretty surprised to see two hot ladies to walk inside a men’s saloon, but they were blown away by the comment they heard from Jack, the barber, “You gentlemen have to wait for a little bit sir. This girl pretty urgently needs to shave her pubes. Ok, and you miss, squat on the chair spreading your legs for good access.”

Sandra bit her lips tightly; ignoring the command flatly, as if she didn’t heard Jack at all. But her attitude took a 180 turn when she heard Lucy adding spice to the situation, “Obey my girl or you know what will happen. Don’t you?” Sandra nodded and sighed squatting down on the shaving chair, she reluctantly pulled her panties down to her ankle and thanks to the mirrors everyone at the shop was able to see her cunt and her blushing face.

Jack smiled and started to spray water aiming for her cunt directly, causing her to throw her head backward and moan out for the pleasure of the present customers. Lucy sat beside the other customers to enjoy the short show being put by her once upon a time tormentor. Jack started to apply shaving cream all over her pussy lips and crotch till they became sufficiently foamy. Jack teasingly asked, “Can I shave your cunt, our little street bitch?”

“Yes Master Barber, please do so.” Was the only response that Sandra could think of, and she knew her Mistress was happy with her response, Sandra could just tell from the way Lucy laughed along with the other men. Jack grinned to receive such slutty permission and started to shave off her pubes, the last bit of modesty that was contained within her before completely submitting to her ex student, Lucy. While Lucy watched it at the mirror, she was enjoying her biggest victory, to humiliate Sandra just as she wanted.

After Jack made sure, she was smooth yozgat escort in between her legs, he ordered her to turn around, “Rest your chin on the head-rest of the chair and present your ass for me, bitch. I wanna made sure that you are shaved everywhere except head.” He couldn’t help but squeeze her tits through her top before she got the chance to turn around, but Sandra couldn’t deny that his touch on her juicy tits felt quite good for her as well she answered affirmatively by nodding.

Sandra turned, she kneeled on the edge of the chair and then leaned forward placing her chin on the head-rest of the chair, thrusting her ass outwards she watched by her own tear filled eyes the grin and amusement on everybody’s eyes while they watched her getting humiliated. The other customers were enjoying this as much as Lucy herself, still they weren’t sure, why was she being abused, but they were relishing on the scene at their utmost capability.

Jack spread her butt cheeks with his hands to make sure, she didn’t have even a single hair in there, hiding somewhere near her crotch. When he was satisfied with the inspection, he smiled and thrust his middle finger inside her un-lubed ass in one swift motion and cackled at the way she yelped at this sudden fingering, “You are okay, now get off the chair. I have other customers to deal with.” He slapped her ass cheek pretty strong, to make the point clear to her.

Sandra pulled up her underwear and jumped down from the chair, unable to look at anyone in the eye, nervously walking towards Lucy. Lucy smiled and whispered to her, “I am so proud of you, my slave.” And then focused her eyes at Jack, “What will you charge for this one, Jack?”

Jack thought about it for a while and answered with a grin on his face, “Well this is not listed in my chart, and this is some unusual type of shaving, which honestly I never had done to anyone before. So well, how about an unusual price? I want her ass for 10 minutes, right here and well right now. Or otherwise, shaving pubes in public saloon is illegal I can have this slut, whom I shaved behind the bars in no time.”

Sandra didn’t even need to tell; she trolled her way towards Jack and fell on all her fours, lifting her ass up in the air for him. Her face was rubbing against the saloon floor; exactly the same position Charles fucked her last night. The other men were having a hard time, with their hard-on, till one of them asked Lucy nervously, “Can we do anything to her? It seems she doesn’t have much opinion on this matter, she is doing anything she is being told to do.”

Lucy leered at Sandra, the poor teacher, waiting to get her ass filled up, and her face on the ground, allowing anyone to degrade her, but it was turning Sandra on so much, that she unconsciously placed one of her hand on her pussy and started to toy with herself, rubbing her lips slowly. Lucy didn’t miss it, and she answered with a beam on her face, “Well, I can’t allow you guys to have direct contact with her, but all of you are allowed to jerk off on her face, which will be her facial for the rest of the day.”

Sandra pushed her palm against her ear trying to play deaf. She couldn’t believe how much degraded she was going to be in her so called vacation. Jack grinned and pulled her panties down to her ankles. He grinned and spat on his finger, then using the finger to lube her ass. Pushing it deep inside her, Sandra started to moan and gasp a little as that. Jack scoffed, “So, you need something to keep your mouth shut, huh, bitch?” He pulled the pee soaked panty out of Sandra’s legs and pushed it inside her mouth, “Now here you go.”

Lucy jumped up clapping like a maniac in front of all, she bursted out laughing, “How good does the pee soaked panty taste, my dear little Sandra? Is it good?” she asked, barely keeping her excitements inside. Lucy felt a moist sensation growing inside her cunt, when she saw how Sandra nodded at her question.

Jack pushed Sandra forward so that she could reach Lucy, sitting on the table, while the other customer circled her, stroking their long cocks in front of her face. Jack was spanking her ass by his strong large palm, and Lucy pushed her crotch against Sandra’s face, pulling out the soaked panty out zonguldak escort of her mouth “Umn, by dear bitch, lick me to an orgasm. I wanna see, you good you are at cunt licking.”

Sandra blushed and put her head under Lucy’s skirt. Sandra could tell how much Lucy was excited to have the control over Sandra, by the smell of Lucy’s sex. Sandra started to lick the crotch of her panty shamefully; this was her first time doing something related to lesbianism. After licking it for a while, Sandra pulled the skirt down to Lucy’s knee and started to enjoy her naked cunt.

Jack groaned to see Lucy bending her neck backwards and humping her slave’s mouth, from the intense arousal that was growing inside her for a long time. He also couldn’t keep himself quiet and started to push the thick end of his cock inside Sandra’s asshole. Sandra saw through the corner of her eye, how everyone was stroking their cock, moaning from the sex show put on by her. Jack leaned and started to squeeze both of her tits from behind, enjoying the soft flesh.

Sandra was surprised to see her body responding positively to this sexual atmosphere, where she was nothing but a sex toy. Her nipples hardened under her shirt once again, and shamefully for her, Jack also noticed this arousal, “Wow, my dear God, you are enjoying this humiliation aren’t you, bitch? You wanna get milked by me, honey?” Jack grinned from ear to ear while humping her ass slowly, and pulling her nipples like people does when milking a cow. “Mm, you are so soft and so appealing.” Jack moaned out, to feel her asshole tightly gripping his hard cock.

Sandra was rubbing her cunt, while sucking her mistress’s cunt, she was flushing from this abuse, but she never felt this much sexual lust developed inside her. She moaned and moaned while slurping Lucy’s wet cunt, sometimes rubbing the juice over her own face, Jack was boring her ass pretty well, making it looser than before with each thrust, he slapped her ass soundly, “You disgusted little pig, no touching yourself. You don’t deserve to cum.”

Sandra ignored the command and continued to touch her for a while, but soon strong implementation of few more smacks on her bare butt persuaded her to do otherwise. It didn’t take much time for Lucy to cum all over Sandra’s face. Lucy kept her legs clamped around Sandra’s face, thinking whether she should introduce toilet play directly to her right then or not. Then she decided to keep it in the store for later.

Lucy pulled away Sandra’s face, by grabbing her hair and then chuckled, “Wow, look at how my juicy cum is shining all over your face, my dear. Too bad, your facial make up is not over already. Keep your slutty mouth closed while these gentlemen provide you with a nice little finishing touch over your face, and well this is it.”

Jack was humping her ass as fast as he could not at all caring for her grunting, wiggling to fight the pain. With every hump he felt he was about to cum inside her tight little butt cheek, stealing away her anal virginity. The other customers took their turns spraying their hot jism all over her face, and slowly the red color of her shame, faded away under the white thick loads of cum, being sprayed all over her face.

Jack moaned and started to fill up her ass with his cum, squirting nearly 3 to 4 times inside her ass unable to hold the urge to ejaculate any longer. He was panting loudly, from the intense sexual release. He patted her ass gently, “Well slave, thanks for the entertainment, now you have to crawl away from my cock since I am lazy enough to pull myself out of your rosebud right now and don’t forget to thank my customers for the nice facial cream they gave you for free.”

Sandra was crying softly, her tears were getting mixed up in hot loads of cum that were sticking to her face making it more uncomfortable for her. She looked at the guys circling her and meekly thanked all of them, “Thank you guys, for umn, decorating me with your cum”, while crawling a little forward, till she heard the popping sound at Jack’s cock slipped out of her sore widely gaping asshole.

Lucy patted her head to comfort her while she pushed the smelly wet panty inside Sandra’s mouth once again, “I am proud of you my slave and well I have more plans for you. But right now, I can’t allow you to walk outside like this, we shall wait, until the cum on your face gets diluted enough to lose the whitish color and then we shall have more fun outside. So for now, sit on the floor and wait like a good puppy girl that you are while sucking my pee soaked panty.”

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All of a sudden, Paul’s eyes shot wide open. His face reddened and it was hard to think what to do with the straight he was holding in his hand. Alana had him firmly in hand …and mouth. She started with the head of his now rock hard cock and oozed her spit onto it to lubricate it. Then she slid her mouth and tongue over the entire cock and back out again. Paul wanted to moan so badly but he was a little embarrassed in front of his friends.

But finally it was too much when he felt the back of her throat with his shaft. He groaned out loud and all of a sudden you could hear 3 zippers coming open. Just in case it was their turn, they wanted to be ready. Paul had never felt anything like it. Good grief, Sarah would never in her wildest thoughts ever do anything like this. How was he going to ask her to be a Poker Night girl. Right now he didn’t care, he was ready to shoot his load and his mind went over the edge right along with his body.

Alana swallowed what she could and dried him off with her apron. He lost the hand because he folded instead of bid. Oh well, it was worth the $25.00 he just lost.

Next was Ralph. It was almost comical. The guys kinda snickered and said almost in unison “Guess

we know who kırşehir escort is next…hahahahaha!!!”

As Ralph’s head shot up and he got an “O my God” look on his face. He thought to himself, “Explain this one to Julie, sucker”. But deep down he knew he wouldn’t have a problem. They had always had an open marriage but the guys didn’t know that and didn’t need to know. Julie is probably one of five girls that would get off on it. Alana made short work of Ralph and moved on to Dan.

Dan tried to act like nothing was happening. He was cool, calm and collected…until she started nipping at the head of his tool with her teeth and it sent shivers all through him. His cock was huge and he’d had trouble in the past with trying to get it to fit. His current girlfriend constantly complained that he hurt her. Lisa was pretty laid back but he wasn’t sure how she would take this and not too sure he wanted her to.

Alana moved on to a familiar sex to.

She would recognize Jim anywhere. Her mouth was cramping from taking Dan into her mouth. He was really big. Thank goodness he didn’t cum that much. She took Jim into her mouth and licked and sucked and made love to his cock. It was wonderful. malatya escort He had a perfect penis. Just right to fit into her mouth, her pussy and her ass. She hoped he won tonight because she was getting horny just thinking about it.

Alana moved out from under the table and headed toward the bathroom. They all watched her bare ass undulate as she walked and dreamed of fucking that ass and sucking her bouncing voluptuous tits.

Simultaneously they all turned back to the game and decided to get serious about it.

Ralph won the next hand with two pair. Dan won the next one with a full house. And everyone was very quiet. One by one they had gone to the rest room and freshened up. And one by one they composed themselves enough to play poker.

Jim was the first to speak. He cleared his throat and said, “well that was one for the books. Who has it next month?”

Alana came back into the room from the bedroom where she has freshened up her makeup.

“Do you want me to come back next month to kinda show the new ‘wife’ what to do?”

All 5 heads bobbed up and down as Jim said, “that would be great, Lanie”

“How about whoever wins this month, has to spring for the niğde escort house and eats next month and the rest of us will bring the beer.” They all agreed and dealt the final game. The air was so intense, you could cut it with a knife. Alana walked around the table, nibbling and kissing on their necks, making it impossible to concentrate.

As the bids were made and money piled onto the center of the table, Ralph couldn’t believe what he was seeing. They were playing ‘Texas Hold ‘Em’ for the last game of the night. Two cards in his hand … both aces. The Flop produced a third ace, a deuce and a ten. The Turn nothing. Final card, The River turned up an ACE! He had 4 aces and…the girl! He slowly turned over his cards and the other men groaned out loud.

“What’s Julie going to say?” Dan ask. “I’d be glad to trade nights with you!” They all guffawed and Ralph said, “Yeah, that’ll happen.”

“She’s in Arkansas at her sister’s this weekend. Couldn’t happen at a better time.”

Ralph looked over at Alana and said “better get some clothes on, girl. It’s a little chilly outside.” He was trying to decide what he wanted to do to her.

Jim was having a little trouble dealing with it all, as Alana walked over to the table, picked up the money and went to the bedroom to get dressed.

He followed her into the bedroom and ask “are you OK with this?”

“Sure baby. It will be fun and I’ll be home in the morning.”

She kissed him goodbye and left with Ralph. She had no idea what she was in for.

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Madison went to bed satisfied after her escapade at the mall. She was still aroused when she got home, and she masturbated to another orgasm before bed, thinking about the activities of the day.

It wasn’t Madison’s first time with a girl. She had experimented, and she had hooked up a couple of times and even considered dating another girl earlier in college, but the two decided that friends with benefits was a better avenue for that relationship. But there was something about Hannah that made the experience the most arousing yet. Maybe Hannah was just more attractive than the other girls Madison had been with, or maybe she was just more willing to slut around for Madison. She was more willing to wear revealing clothes and to talk dirty and to hook up with a complete stranger.

Madison slept well that night, and in the early afternoon of the day that followed, she started to get messages on her phone from the guys that helped her take pictures the day before. They had sent pictures of her, in her sexy outfit, splattered in their cum. One by one the pictures rolled in over a period of a few hours, until she had pictures from each of the guys.

“Oh, shit!” Madison thought when she saw the first one. And the second. Her hookup with Hannah had made her forget all about the guys she met and the deal she had made with them. “Maybe I can just ignore them,” thought Madison. It was true, they would probably never see her again, and perhaps they weren’t really expecting anything from her, but only hoping for the best. They might forget about her and turn their attention to someone else just as easily as she would.

However, as the pictures kept coming in over the next several hours, Madison began to look at them more closely. There she was, half naked in a mall, in her tiny crop top and skirt, completely covered in hot, sticky cum. It wasn’t something she had really ever thought or fantasized about, but it was starting to turn her on, and when she got turned on she would do things that she wouldn’t otherwise consider.

Madison retreated to her bedroom, looking at the pictures, becoming more aroused the more she looked. Before she realized what she was doing, she was lying on her bed, touching herself through her soft running shorts. She hadn’t worn any panties last night. Why bother, when she was just going to bed?She hadn’t worn any, in fact, since she took them off the day before at the mall, and Hannah now had that pair.

As she became more aroused, Madison became more convinced that she would hold up her end of the deal. She smiled to herself and began to shake a little from the anticipation of what she knew she was about to do. Madison was a little nervous – after all, a hot college girl can never be sure what is going to happen when she sends nude pictures to a guy she has barely met, let alone four guys. But little by little, she talked herself into it.

“It’s not like I haven’t fantasized about this,” she thought. “And besides, I’m already mostly naked on the internet anyway. And I did make a deal. And, well, it would be really, really hot.” That was the final push. The fact that she was already aroused, and she knew sending pictures to these guys would make her even more aroused, was getting to her.

Madison stood up and slowly removed her shirt, an old, loose, cropped T-shirt that she often wore to bed, and unhooked her bra and threw both garments into a corner. Next she removed her shorts. She raised her phone to take a selfie in the mirror, but before she snapped the picture, she had a better idea all of the sudden. “Wait, maybe I should tease a little first,” she thought.

She went to her closet and quickly found an appropriate teasing outfit – a white schoolgirl shirt and a red, tight, extremely short mini skirt. These she put on with nothing underneath, wanting to tease but not to really cover up too much or add too many layers, pun intended, to her teasing. She tied the shirt just under her tits and situated the skirt so that it covered from about three inches below her navel to just under her ass cheeks. Satisfied, she picked up her phone and stood in front of the mirror.

Madison smiled big as she took the first picture, and she watched in the mirror, looking at her own exposed stomach and legs before moving her gaze to her nipples, the outlines of which could be seen through the fabric of her shirt. She placed one hand on the tie of the shirt, pulling it until it was half untied, and took another picture, showing anyone who saw that yes, she was taking met clothes off and it wouldn’t be long before she was completely uncovered.

Smiling a devious smile, Madison pulled on the tie some more until it came untied, revealing a three inch gap between her breasts for the entire length of the shirt. It was t a long shirt either – it was clearly meant to be tied under the breasts and not to really function as a normal shirt, but perhaps only as part of a costume or a club outfit. Its length ended about kahramanmaraş escort an inch above her belly button, and there was extra material at the corners to make tying easier. Posing, still smiling, she snapped another picture.

Next, Madison sat back on her bed, legs closed, and snapped a picture of her sitting body. And then, thinking “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” she opened her legs a little, giving access to her glistening, shaved pussy as she smiled and snapped the first picture of herself in which she was truly exposed. She paused to touch herself, feeling the pleasure of her own exposure directly in her pussy as she did so, and then, without really thinking, but overcome by her arousal, she snapped a picture of her touching her pussy, and then another with one finger inside. “That’s hot,” she said out loud as she changed positions for her next photo.

Next she set a timer on her phone, got on the bed on all fours and moved her ass to face the camera. As the timer counted down, Madison placed a hand on her ass to feel exactly what was uncovered. Stretching out, she could feel that part of her ass and probably her pussy were within sight of the camera. “Perfect,” she thought, and just a moment later the timer reached zero. “What a slut,” Madison thought as she stood up and picked up the phone. There she was, on all fours, in a mini skirt that had ridden up so that half her ass and all of her pussy were visible.

Madison set another timer and got into the same position on the bed, only this time, she pulled the skirt up high, exposing her entire ass. “Oh, God, yes, look at my filthy whore ass,” she half moaned as the timer counted down and took another picture. Reaching for the phone again, Madison was delighted at the level of exposure she now felt, and she began to shake again as the reality that she was going to send these pictures to strangers began to set in.

Facing the mirror again, Madison pulled her arms out of the top and threw it on the floor with the other garments she had removed. “Titty time,” she said, seeing that her tits were completely uncovered as she prepared for another picture. In her firs one, she covered her tits with her spare arm, although all she could really cover were her nipples, and her cleavage was mostly in plain view. Cupping her right breast with her left arm, she snapped a picture, before giving her nipples a little twist to bring them to attention for her first picture with her tits completely exposed.

“Yes, see how turned on I am to show off for you?” She asked as she snapped a picture, eyebrows raised, open mouth, tits completely exposed. “That’s it, I fucking love this,” she continued. This time she smiled big, showing just how thrilled she was to expose herself for these guys. Finally, it was time. She removed the skirt, and now stood completely nude in front of the mirror.

Madison was shaking so much at this point, she could barely take a decent picture. She smiled again as she snapped a full frontal, then zoomed in on her tits and took another. She turned the camera around and took another picture, this time of her exposed tits and face, and then another, from her tits to the floor with her face cut out. Continuing, she turned around to the mirror and spread her ass cheeks and snapped again.

Sitting down on the bed, Madison spread her legs and took a close up picture of her pussy, just before inserting two fingers. “Ohhhh, fuck yes!” She moaned as she took the fingers willingly, snapping another picture to show the guys just how excited this was making her. “Yes, I need to be shown off and exposed!”

Almost at that exact moment, the last of the four guys she met sent his picture of her scantily clad body covered in his cum. She knew what she had to do. Starting a group text, she selected the first photos, of her wearing the top and skirt and untying the knot, took a deep breath, and typed out “thank you all so much, here are some more of me!! Xoxo.” Madison closed her eyes, took a deep breath, plunged her fingers back into her pussy and, overcome by arousal, clicked “send.”

Madison continued to pleasure her pussy as she waited on a response. Quickly, three messages came in. “Wow, you look sexy!” Said the first one. The second wasn’t quite as nice. “Hey, I thought you said you would lose the clothes,” he insisted. The third was just a picture of a shirtless guy unzipping his pants. She quickly replied to all of them. “Thank you!” “Don’t worry, I’m taking it off for you ;)” and “will you show me yours if I show you mine first?” She typed out, respectively.

Madison navigated back to the group text and selected a few more pictures. This time, she picked the ones of her bent over with the skirt still on, and the one of her topless covering her breasts with her arm. There was no hesitation this time. She had an audience and she loved every second. She clicked send, and instantly, her bare pussy and barely-covered kastamonu escort breasts were making their way to four guys she had barely met.

Madison plunged three fingers into her pussy as she waited on a response again. “Oh, yes, please make me take it all off, oh god, it gets me off! It makes me so fucking horny! I’m going to take it all off for you next, all of you!” Madison moaned as she talked in a guttural tone, obviously intoxicated with arousal. She continued to pound her pussy with her fingers, thrusting them in and out of the hole she so much loved to expose.

Waiting on the guys to respond seemed to take a lifetime. She wanted it – she wanted them to respond and tell her how much they wanted to see her naked body, and to tell her how much of a little slut she was for practically begging for them to cum on her sexy pictures, and for sending nude pictures to a group of guys she had only talked to for five minutes. Madison pleasured herself, waiting on the responses, keeping herself in a state of arousal until she could take no more.

“Wow,” was all the first one said. “I still see clothes :(” said the second, and the third was just a guy grabbing his dick through his boxers.

Madison was too aroused and too impatient to type out responses this time. She could only load the group text again, select the remainder of the pictures, and add a fourth finger to her pussy, stretching it wide as she clicked the send button for a third time.

“Oh, fuck yes, I need this. Look at my whore body on display for you! Yes, I need this! Oh, just use me! Use my slutty naked body as a cum target! Oh yes, jack off to me and just use me, God, I am such a slut but I love it! I want everyone to see me naked! Show me to your friends and your brothers and your dad and your, your sisters and everyone you know! Ohhhh, and have them all, all of them text me and tell me what a whore and a slut and a filthy girl I am! Madison moaned out loud and degraded herself harshly as she forced her fingers in and out of her pussy time and time again, each push bringing her closer to orgasm.

“Oh yes, I want them all to see me! I want them all to use me! I want to be the biggest slut in the world, and show my slut body to everybody! Oh God, that is so hot! Expose me, I’m a slut! Yes, show – show my pictures – to the whole world! My naked – naked pictures of my slut – slut, slut body. I’m just a worthless naked slut! Oh, use me like the exposed slut I am! Oh, I love showing off to guys I just met! Use me – use my – my slutty pictures – pass me around – oh yes yes yes! I’m a shown off – shown off slut! Slut! Dirty filthy nasty skanky slut!!

Madison had drifted to the edge of the earth and only halfway back. Her body rocked in a cosmic, entranced, bucking motion as she went into the clouds of orgasm. She didn’t even bother to look at the responses she got from the guys. She was horny, she was a slut, she was now fully exposed and she wanted more.

Reaching under her bed, Madison brought out the toys she had purchased the day before. She placed the butt plug and the nipple clamps on the bed, preparing to use them on herself when the mood was right. Still incredibly horny, Madison paused to look at her naked body in the mirror.

She may have not understood herself completely at this point, but she was beginning to understand that she had an exhibitionist side. Madison loved showing off her body, she loved the comments people made about it, and she even loved imagining what comments were being made about her inside the minds of people who wouldn’t dare share their thoughts. Understanding this, Madison picked up her phone, searching for any replies to her pictures.

“Wow, you look incredible!” Said the first. Madison thought this was boring. She may have been flattered if she wasn’t in a state of sexual excitement, but as horny as she still was, she really just wanted to hear how much of a slut she was for sending the pictures. The next one was from the guy who kept sending pictures, and all it was was a picture of his erect penis. A little better, she thought. At least she had a visualization now.

She then noticed the response from the third guy, the guy who had exerted the most pressure for her to remove her clothing. “There you go, you finally did it!” It said. Then she saw his next message. “You seem to like doing this, what a little tease.” And his next one: “don’t you respond? Or are you too busy fucking yourself?”

Madison quickly thanked the first guy and snapped a picture of her open mouth and sent it to the second. “That would make a nice warm hole for that cock,” she thought. But the third guy was the one she was really interested in. The other two just weren’t doing it for her, but this one was actually going somewhere. “Actually yes, I was fucking myself, doing this just makes me so horny!” She combined the text with a new picture of her swollen pussy as proof, and sent them kayseri escort off.

“Yeah I knew you were a little slut like that,” came the reply almost instantly. “I knew that when I saw your outfit at the mall. You like it, don’t you? Showing off your body?”

“Yes, I love showing off my little whore body for you, and for lost of other people too!” Madison wrote back. “And it makes me even more horny when guys like you call me a little slut. Or anything like that really.”

“So you really are a filthy nasty whore showing your body off for everyone that wants it. Do you let all the guys have a piece of ass too? I bet you are a little closet cock slut, aren’t you? You get turned on by being a little cum rag, right?

“Yes, I get turned on by it, I dont do it that much, I really just like to show off a lot but sometimes, like the other day in the mall I hooked up with somebody.”

“That’s it, you filthy fuck slut,” he replied. “Tell me about it. Just some random guy? Where did you do it?”

“Actually it was a girl, and I ate her pussy in her car while she told me how much of a whore I am.” Madison was becoming more and more aroused the more she told. It was like a drug getting her higher and higher. She normally would not have told a complete stranger about her lesbian hookup, but the degradation and the pictures and just the sheer eroticism of the moment had moved her well past her usual inhibitions. She needed to be degraded, she needed to be used, and she needed it from this guy. Stopping to think for a moment, Madison realized she didn’t even know which one of the guys this was – and that just aroused her even more.

The texts stopped coming for a moment, and Madison typed back another reply. “I’m bisexual, so I like guys and girls too. I like it because it makes me more of a nasty slut to hook up with a girl every once in a while, but I think I like showing my body to guys more. I like to imagine what they do to my pictures, and I like the idea of guys I’ve never met using them and taking pictures of my half naked body when I’m not looking and using them to jack off to.” Every word, as Madison knew, was the truth.

The reply came rather quickly. “We could use a few more sluts like you, you make a good cum target. I bet you wouldn’t mind getting on a webcam and showing me how you like to fuck yourself and I bet you want me to talk dirty to you while you do it, don’t you, slut?”

Madison’s whole body froze. It was so erotic, so revealing, so perfect, and so risky. She had a feeling these webcams could probably be saved and viewed over and over or even spread around the web, but she wasn’t tech-savvy enough to be sure. She was so aroused by the thought, though, that was for sure. The thought of a guy calling her a nasty slut over a computer while he watched her stuff her tight little holes, it was terribly arousing. She needed it. The riskiness of it just made her want it even more, she just wanted to be sure it was safe; even the slightest assurance would suffice.

“Omg that is so hot! I would do it if I knew you would be the only one that could see it,” she hurriedly typed back.

“Well we could use Skype,” he replied. “And I won’t show it to anyone or record it or anything, as much as I think you would enjoy that.”

“Wow, the idea of you recording it and showing it to people is really hot but scary! Ok, I will do it, just promise that no matter what I say when I get horny and in the moment, you won’t show anyone? And I promise I will have a special surprise for you ;)”

With that, the two exchanged skype usernames and Madison opened up her computer, thrilled, anxious, and very aroused knowing that she was going to show her naked body to someone over a webcam. “God, this is so fucking hot,” she said to herself as the two computers worked to get the feed up and running.

At once, it was done. The computers connected, but Madison didn’t see anything. “Are you there?” She said. She was sitting naked on her bed with the computer propped up on the adjacent dresser.

“I’m here,” came a male voice. You look even slit tier without your clothes, but I know how much that turns you on.” Madison’s face flushed. He could see her! She was surprised because she expected to see him too, but she was just looking at a black screen.

“Ummm, I don’t see you,” she said, confused.

“I know. I’ve covered up the webcam so you won’t see me. This is going to be a lot hotter if you don’t know who is watching,” said the voice.

“Oh, oh my god, that is actually really hot,” said Madison. She was really embarrassed. There was a guy out there somewhere staring at her naked body, sitting on her bed, and she had no idea what his name was or what he looked like or anything at all, and knowing that only made her want to fuck herself, and now. “So, what do you want to watch me do?” She teased at the black screen in front of her.

“You can start by telling me your name,” said the voice. “And tell me how much of a dirty little slit you are, and how much you love showing off that body.”

“Well, ummm, my name is Madison,” she said, “and I’m a filthy, dirty nasty little college slut and I love showing off as much of my whore body as I can to anybody that wants to see it,” she continued in a flirtatious, teasing voice.

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It’s a frustrating afternoon of increasingly explicit emails at work. The campus has mostly emptied, the chair is at a meeting, and you and I can only think about one thing. That’s the curse of being employed by the same institution as a professor and graduate student, respectively. Fucking circumspection. No fraternizing or else. And on Valentine’s Day, too. There’s only one thing either of us can think of on Valentine’s Day.

You’ve already visited me in my office. I’ve visited you. You’ve visited me again. You were almost caught with your hand on my breast (and how nice that felt) as someone passed the door. Clearly we couldn’t be trusted in public today. Clearly visits were out. That’s when you mention room 433. No windows, you remind me. So you sign the room out via the head office, toting your camera and tripod ostentatiously, announcing your intention to film student interviews for possible later use in your sociology project. No one is in line to use the room, but better safe than sorry. I, meanwhile, am fiddling with the lock, setting it up to be locked on the outside, covering the rectangular window with a piece of newspaper and posting a DO NOT DISTURB: FILMING IN PROGRESS sign. With a little heart, to celebrate the holiday. When you try the door on the outside (making sure no one sees you going in with your tripod) we find the door indeed has locked. Good. I let you in. The lock clicks. No one has seen us go into the room. We’re giggling like idiots.

I walk into your arms and kiss you. Oh, that feels wonderful after a day of frustration. Your hands are under my shirt, my hands hatay escort are on your fly. Nothing has ever, ever felt so good. But then you begin to set up the tripod.

“What is it — verisimilitude in case someone unlocks the door?” I ask, puzzled. “It won’t matter at all if they’ve seen us.”

You raise your eyebrow.

“Now, professor. I’ve said we’re going to make a movie, and so we will. An important documentary about student-teacher relations. Close relations.”

Your hand is down the front of my pants now, convincing me of your wisdom. Is the camera on? Jesus. Wait a minute.

“Remember that classroom scenario?” you ask, gently pushing me back against the wall. “The one we wrote together?”

“This isn’t a good idea,” I stammer.

I’m suddenly very nervous. But you’re in character now.

“Just a minute of you time professor. I’d like to explore some of the finer points of the argument with you.”

You hand is in my underpants. It’s driving me crazy. Damn. Maybe I could surreptitiously kick over the tripod. But now you have both my wrists pinned against the wall with one hand, while the other is undoing the buttons on my 501’s as I writhe helplessly.

“I have some penetrating arguments,” you continue, pushing me down on the floor, down on all fours, still in front of the damned camera.

“I’m sure you’ll agree they go deeper than most.”

I’m not certain why the camera seems to be a turn on. What’s really a turn on is probably you getting so in character for it. I’m so hot and wet I’m ready to scream. You pull my jeans and ığdır escort then my underpants down around my knees.

“I’m not sure about how I feel about exposing myself to this level of counterargument,” I parry weakly, since my breathing is a tad disordered, “is it really — oh my god what a hugely significant point!”

I’m so wet that you penetrate me almost completely from behind in one slick, rockhard thrust. You thrust again.

“I hope that my performance in this class has fulfilled expectations,” you continue urbanely. I couldn’t be urbane on a bet. I’m just trying not to squeal with pleasure, stopped more by the presence of the damned camera than the fear of being overheard.

“Do let me know how many assignments you’d like to see filled in the course of this class.”

What the hell is THAT? Jesus, have you brought a vibrator to work? Oh, now, not with the camera, damn it. But, like the determined student you are, you persevere. The vibrator is up my ass, your enormous cock is in my cunt, and it’s all I can do not to yowl with pleasure, as you ram into me from all possible points of entry, fucking the teacher in every way it’s possible to fuck her. I come first. I come and come and come, with my fist stuffed in my mouth.

I’m also in possession of the vibrator. Thank god I’ve had the forsight to steal an entire roll of paper towels from the women’s restroom where the janitor left it. You’re still inside me, behind me, smiling. I’m still on all fours. I glance over my shoulder, and then scoot around to face you. God what a nice cock. Hard and glistening and ısparta escort with a life of its own. I put my hand on it and stroke it.

“But you see, Mr. Sylvester, it isn’t clear that any critical evaluation is complete without the kind of thrust and parry that involves a reversal of the original argument.” Your eyes widen just a little. Good. You’ve been getting far too smug. I kick my sneakers and jeans the rest of the way off and kneel before you. We’re pressed chest to chest, your cock like a living thing trapped between our bodies. I snake the hand with the vibrator behind your back, not sure how you’ll react, but feeling an overwhelming temptation to do you that way. Just an inch. Just a little. Mmmm. It felt nice to me, why shouldn’t it feel good to you? Well, you don’t mind horribly if the erection is anything to go by.

“In addition to penetrating all possible intellectual terrain, Mr. Sylvester,” I say, lowering my mouth to your cock and taking it briefly as far down my throat as such an enormous thing will go, “you must in turn be receptive–“

Here I have some more fun with the vibrator as I go down on you in earnest. There’s a muffled exclamation and then you place both hands on the side of my face and begin to thrust harder and faster. It seems to me that you’ve grown impossibly large and hard as iron, beautiful and scary. You don’t disIodge my hand. The harder you thrust into my mouth, the deeper I push the vibrator, feeling the muscles in your ass tense. As I’m wondering if I can handle it much longer, you give that Vesuvian growl, and explode in my mouth, faster and harder than I can possibly swallow.

Sticky with come, I lean back against your chest and close my eyes.

“Turn off the fucking camera,” I say, “before you tell me what you’re willing to do for extra credit. It’s Valentine’s Day after all.”

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You wanted me to see where you worked so we took a break from our time at the hotel and hopped in your car. It was only a short drive and we were there .. an unobtrusive building with a large glass window in the front. Not much different than the other shops in the area but special because I know it is where you spend your time away from me.

It is late and no one is there as you use your key to let us in. The shop is quiet and you take me on the tour of where things happen during your day. Our path leads us into the back, where all of the boxes of cabinets are stacked in the warehouse. You walk quickly and get in front of me a few steps. Your quickness causes your skirt to move in the breezes you create. I slow down and admire the view as your cute little ass wiggles in front of me as you walk. Your purse slips from your shoulder and drops to the floor. I start to step forward to get it for you but you turn your head over your shoulder and tell me that you have it. You lean over slowly and keep your knees locked as you bend to pick it up. I watch as the hem of your skirt slides up the back of your legs, revealing more and more of your shapely thighs. As you continue to reach for your purse, I realize that your skirt is at the top of your thighs and that I can see your freshly trimmed pussy poking out from between your thighs. You grab your purse, turn your head to look at me and smile. You know what you are doing, don’t’ you?

Before you can stand up, I walk forward and place my hands on your hips. My hands feel warm in the cool air of the unheated warehouse as they slide from you hips to caress each ass cheek. I squeeze your butt firmly and you respond with a small moan.

You would think we would be satisfied after making love for hours at the hotel but it is obvious that we still want each other. You rise and turn to face me, my hands now under your skirt but both of them now on your thighs. ‘Touch me, David,” you say softly. I move one hand around your back as I slide the other between your soft thighs and thru your pubic hair. I can’t believe how wet you feel but am happy you still want me. You reach up and put a hand behind my neck as you lower my head to kiss you. While our tongues mingle with each other, you spread your feet slightly giving my hand access kahramanmaraş escort to your pussy lips. My fingers slide along your slit and become wet with your juices. You expect me to slide them inside you but are surprised when I reach further and you feel my middle finger tickle your asshole. You moan into my mouth your approval and I slide my finger slightly inside your anus, causing you to inhale quickly. I stop to decide if I have gone to far but you push back against my finger until it slides further inside you. I am cautious as I move my finger slowly in and out of your ass, your moans coming in short deep exhales.

I know what you want from me and I remove my finger from your ass and slide my fingers along your slit again, finding you open and ready to accept me. As you pull my head hard toward you with our lips still tightly locked, I slide two fingers deeply inside you as far as they will go. Both hands are around my neck now as you press against my hand with your pussy, trying to force me deeper. I move my fingers in and out of you slowly at first, then faster as your breathing keeps pace. I know what this means as you grab me tightly around the neck and scream in climax. It feels like the only things holding you up are your arms as your legs give way as you orgasm.

We regain our composure in moments and you step away and lower your skirt, staring into my eyes and smiling all the while. They seem to tell me that it was unexpected but certainly appreciated.

You take me hand and walk me back into the showroom, past the displays to a small desk in the storefront window. I know this is where you spend you workday and admire its neatness in the midst of all of the duties you have to perform. You sit in your chair, then slide forward .. forcing the hem of your dress up your thighs again. You have learned how to tease me these last few hours and you have learned how much I enjoy it when you do. With one finger, you wave me over and have me sit on your desk facing the window with your body in between. The streetlights are the only lights illuminating us as you roll toward me and reach for the button on my jeans. You open the snap, raise my hips and pull the zipper down. With one pull, I am exposed to you and the kastamonu escort neighborhood. I am hard like I always am when I am with you. You slide ever closer and lower your head to lick the underside of my swollen cock. With one hand wrapped around the base, your mouth finds my balls and you lightly suck each one into your mouth. The twitching of my thighs tells you I am enjoying this. You lick your way to the tip of my cock, tasting what you have done to me leaking from my opening. I look down to see your beautiful, soulful eyes staring up at me as my cock enters your mouth one slow inch at a time.

You have taken me all inside of you and begin a slow up and down motion with your lips tightly locked and your wrapped fingers following them. I can feel you other hand on my balls, but it is moving further down and I suddenly feel your finger tickling my asshole. You remove me from your mouth briefly to say “Turn about is fair play young man,” as you slide your finger into me. I shudder as I feel you enter while at the same time your mouth returns to its work. You have sucked me before already today and know that your mouth can make me cum any time you want it to but that is not your goal this time. You just want me harder than hard.

You can feel me hardening in your mouth and know it is time. You push away from me with your chair and spread your legs. “Eat me, Nicky. Taste me again.” In just my t-shirt, I kneel in front of you as you slide forward in the chair, your lips at the edge of the seat. I want so badly to taste you again, I run the tip of my tongue up your slit and tease our clit with it. As you squirm, you slide forward even more, giving me the chance to reach under your hips and raise them upward. Your love opening is in front of me as I stiffen my tongue and reach it inside you, tickling the roof of your pussy. Your breathing is short and halted, telling me you like it. But I have something larger that I want to put there in time. I slide up your slit and lock my lips on your clit, sucking and pulling it until I feel the warmth of your juices on my chin. “Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Take me right here,” you demand.

I stand up in front of you, pulling you up with me. I kiss you deeply and share the taste of your kayseri escort juices with you as my tongue explores with yours. I step away and literally pull your blouse open, the sound of buttons bouncing off the floor echoing in the empty showroom. I knew your bra was still in the hotel room so this would give me what I wanted .. an unobstructed view of your gorgeous full tits. Your nipples are begging for attention but your body tells me they can wait for now.

With one aggressive step I push you back against the store window. You can feel the cold glass against your hot ass as I hold your hand up above your head with mine and kiss you passionately. I take one hand and spin you around facing the street and push you up against the glass with my body. You can feel the hardness of my cock in the crack of your ass and the coldness of the glass against your tits. My body slides downward behind you and you feel the head of my cock at your opening. With a push of my knees, I slide inside you from behind .. the force of my passion almost lifting your slight frame off of the ground. The heat of our bodies has already left moisture on the glass as I fuck you deeply against the window. You push back with your hips to take every inch and I push harder to keep you against the window. You are exposed to the world, me holding your hands against the glass while I continue to fuck you roughly. I am so aroused by the scent of you and the passion in your breathing that I can’t hold back anymore.

“I’m cumming Paula. I’m going to cum so hard, baby.”

“Cum on my ass, David .. I want to feel your cum on my ass this time.”

I pull out of you as the first shot of cum is released, landing on the small of your back. The next ones coat your gorgeous ass cheeks with layer after layer of me. I am spent from the experience and lean my body against you once again, pressing you once more into the window. You can feel my cock on you again and can feel my cum running from your ass and down your legs.

As we recover, we realize that neither of us had noticed the young couple on the sidewalk across the street. He is standing behind her and we can see he is massaging her breasts thru her dress. She has a hand inside her buttoned jeans, and it is obviously moving. As we rush to cover up we are both giggling like teenagers caught in the back seat of their parent’s car. Once we make ourselves presentable, we glance out the window again to see the young couple standing beside each other and giving us the thumbs up sign. You turn and kiss me softly.

“Work will never be the same again,” you say smiling.

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Jessica game me a couple of days “off” to recover from the park bondage game. I had some scratches to heal. I also needed to deal with the fact that her boyfriend had fucked me. Lastly, I’m sure she knew a couple days off from thinking about sex all the time would help me recharge my batteries. That part didn’t work, sex was on my mind constantly. I keep hearing that women’s sexual peaks are in their mid 30’s. I can’t imagine it being even greater than what state I was in now.

She came over on a Friday night. She let herself in. She saw me on the couch. “I see the neighbors must be aware of some of your activities,” she chuckled.

“Oh god, why do you say that?”

“You know those young guys, probably your age, with the apartments right across from each other?”

“Yeah?”

“They used to hang out all the time in the front, on their porches. Now I see they’ve set up lawnchairs in back.”

“That might not be because of me,” I protested.

“True, but I’ve NEVER seen them back here, there’s only a view of the parking lot there…and…you of course. So which should I assume they’ve been watching?”

She saw my eyes, wide. “It’s not a bad thing, babe. I was just pointing it out. It was kind of our aim, anyway. I’ve been thinking…”

“Oh god,” I moaned. “I know where your ideas lead.”

“Just following your example, dear,” she laughed.

“So what have you been thinking?” I asked excitedly. Honestly, I couldn’t wait for the next thing, whatever it was.

“Well those boys out there made me think of something. Think of what you’ve done, since the bondage thing with Cam. You’ve got him, the first pizza dare guy who left without getting any. Then, there’s the second dare where you sucked the guy off…what was his name?”

“Oh god, I have no idea,” I admitted shamefully.

“We’ll call him “guy three,” then, for clarification,” she laughed, enjoying my embarrassment at having sucked someone without even knowing their name. “Then there Steve, of course, and Bill. Finally, there’s Todd and Tyler.”

“I didn’t do anything with them!” I reminded her.

“I didn’t say you did. Oh, plus the new voyeur neighbors.”

“Ok, they are all guys, yes,” I said questioningly. I didn’t know where she was going with all this.

“What I’m saying is, there are already a lot of guys out there who want a crack OR another crack at you. We need to make that happen, we’ve had some requests for it on the site.”

She was making me wet. I couldn’t help it, when we talked about sex, I knew it was always going to lead to something awesome.

“They all want you. Oh, and by the way, we are getting flooded with those suggestions on the website. They mostly want more of the delivery dare but quite a few really want to see you get fucked.”

“Mmm, that sounds so good, I want to see that, too,” I giggled. “I really want to suck some more cock, though, and soon. I really have a taste for it.”

“I know, I know you,” she smiled. “Hey, that was my other thought. The blow bang thing.”

I grinned and air quoted, “the blow bang thing.”

“I’m serious. I know that’s a killer fantasy for you, but it’s still kind of vague, in my head. Hard to figure out the reality without more information.”

“Well, obviously I want to suck more than one cock.”

“That’s not quite what I mean,” she said, more seriously. “If you want this, and I can make it happen, you can be more helpful. I know it’s more than one cock. But, is it a blow bang, like, there’s a half dozen guys standing in front of you and you work your way down the line on your knees taking care of them? Is that it?”

“Oh fuck,” I hissed. My hand instinctively went to my underwear.

She playfully pulled it away. “Not now, we have business to discuss,” she chided. “So that’s it?”

“Well, that’s fucking hot, for sure. I have several thoughts that I’ve kept in my head about it, though. That’s one way, for sure. Another way is, I end up sucking a lot of cocks, one after the other, but all separate episodes, ya know?”

“You mean like our delivery dare thing, where we just keep calling them, over and over, until you are satiated?”

“Fuckkkk, yes, just like that. No one guy knows about the other. For me, it’s just having to repeat the process a number of times.”

“How many times? In your head, I mean. Reality can be different.”

“I never really thought about it…it’s more than 3…less than 10…probably. I guess when I fantasize about it I probably have orgasmed by the time it got to be that many,” I laughed.

“Are there others?” she asked probingly.

“Yes, one more. I imagine I’m somewhere in a public setting, with lots of people, meaning lots of guys. Somehow I end up getting pulled somewhere, just out of sight to suck a cock. Word gets out that there’s a slut sucking cock and I never leave that spot, guys just keep replacing each other and I stay there, on my knees, until it’s over. They are never together, though, it’s still one at a time.”

“Nice,” she smiled. “Ok, I can see elazığ escort how the first one and the third one will be hard to manage. In the first one, it would have to be a setup. Everyone having to be on the same page. If it was all people we knew, that obviously would be very embarrassing. But, if it were strangers, who knows how, or if that would work. It could easily get out of hand, or, for your sake, you could get a bunch of limp dicks,” she laughed.

“And three?” I asked.

“Similar problems. Where, exactly? Who is not going to know you? Or, when word gets out, who is going to stop the wife, or the girlfriend of the guy you are blowing to bust in screaming and fighting? Again, it would have to be a situation where we at least knew the guys were willing and able to do it, at least a LITTLE bit discreetly.”

“You are a buzzkill,” I joked. “I know it seems impossible, that’s probably why I haven’t done it.”

“I didn’t say impossible, I said it was problematic. One really easy solution is that you deal with the embarrassment of doing it with people you know. I just mentioned people who would be totally into it, if you could get over, or at least learn to deal with, the embarrassment of it.”

“I AM learning to. I’m finding that the embarrassment is often the goal. That it seems to be the driving force for getting me wet,” I admitted. “Wait, so what about the second one? Any problems with that?”

“We already have a setup for that one. The delivery thing. There’s no reason we couldn’t start in the afternoon and call different places until you’ve gotten your, um, “fill,” so to speak.”

“Yes, I’ve thought about that since when we did the one with two different guys. I didn’t really want to stop…”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?” She asked.

“Embarrassment, I guess.”

“You have nothing to hide from me, Victoria, if you want something I’ll try to make it happen.”

“I know, I should’ve, I will next time.”

“Good. Now take those clothes off,” she ordered.

I knew better than to question her, she was like my keyholder. All this brought out a dominance in her I didn’t know existed. Her ideas always led to something good. She had me strip for inspection. She eyed me up and down. She turned me around. She caressed my back and my ass, finally my tits. She was checking if I still had scratches. I did, but they were healing and almost unnoticeable.

“Just checking the goods for our online customers,” she joked.

“So we are getting a lot of business? That’s great!”

“Well, truthfully, the money flow has slowed a bit because the last video we sold was the one of you and Steve acting out the pizza thing. One idea is that we can make quick ones like with you stripping, or masturbating, those would sell, but would be cheaper.”

I spent the next hour with her videotaping me stripping and masturbating. She made me fake it, though, she loved keeping me on edge. She knew she could tell the real ones.

“Ok wow, now you have me really worked up,” I complained.

“Well all of it is up to you. I think I’m best at planning the detailed, more risky ones, but in between those you may need to get what you need with your own ideas. Like now, you are lusting for sucking cock. How do you want it?”

“Well honestly, I’ve “only” sucked off three guys in the last three weeks. Steve, Cam, and the other guy. Hell, I give more head to Jack in a week, when we are together, that is, than I’ve done lately. Odd that my sex life has opened up, but the quantity is down,” I pouted.

“Well, I point out every time that we can always do the delivery thing. That’s a standing offer. It sells, it’s easy, and we can control how many or how long it takes to do it.”

“I really do love it,” I admitted. “I’m just so charged up for something new, though.”

“Funny thought,” she said, smiling. “Do you still have any contact with those fraternity guys?”

She was referring to a party where I’d sucked off two different guys the night of the party, one the next day, and even dated two others, later.

“Gosh no,” I said, red faced from remembering it.

“Seems like that might be an easy setup, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, gosh, no, I don’t know, really. It’s so embarrassing to think about.”

“But you are getting wet right now, thinking about it, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I said softly.

“Let me see,” she ordered.

I was surprised, she had kept saying she wasn’t “into” that. I opened my legs. My finger slid down my slit, it was wet. She just smiled.

“You really are sexy,” she grinned. “Wars have been fought over beauties like you. You’re our very own Helen of Troy.”

I closed my legs but she told me firmly, “keep them open.” We sat and chatted for the next fifteen minutes. I could see her occasionally eyeing my pussy. It made it tingle even more.

“Let’s run through them all, then,” she said. “First, say I lined up some guys. Obviously I’d either know them, or some of them having been vouched for. Then erzincan escort I parade you out and you work down the line, pleasing them. What would be your issues with that?”

“Oh god, I don’t know. It’s so raw, so exposing,” I said, trying to figure out what they were, myself. It’s a big step, from then on I could no longer hide the fact that I’ve become this kind of slut. Strangers is one thing, I may never see them again. But, to have to show up at gatherings with some of them there…whew…like I said, it’s a big step.”

“True, it is,” she admitted. “All of this is building to it, though. I can see how wild it makes you.”

My legs were still open, I was absentmindely sliding my fingers over my lips.

“Already there are several delivery places who know all about your actitivies. I’ll bet the staff at those places know all about you and have made a special note of your number, if you should call again.”

“Fuck, I know, I thought about that too,” I said.

“The neighbors here, especially those young guys probably know quite a bit, too. Same with Tyler, Todd, Bill. You’ll see those guys again!”

“I know, I’m so dreading seeing them, even Steve now, with what I’ve done. Do you think Tyler and Todd know what the other two did to me?”

“Knowing guys, absolutely.”

I blushed in shame.

“So you see, you are trying to hold onto a vision of yourself that just isn’t real anymore. I don’t blame you for any of it, though. I certainly couldn’t do the things you’ve done. I think you are brave. I would love a lot of those things, too. I’m sure that shocks you, but I just don’t have the guts, or the beauty that you do.”

“Bullshit, you get probably the most attention at parties!” I protested. She really is beautiful, more classically. She has long, brown hair, she’s tall, like a model. She has the most amazing legs. Her face reminds me of Lily James. Her tits are smaller than mine (most are) but they are pert and sexy and she can wear any top she wants and still look great.

“Regardless, I lack the courage you have. I’m just saying that all this is leading to your exposure as a slut. People were bound to find out anyway. You have two options and I’ll support you either way. One, you quit all this, immediately, before it goes too far. The second, you just hop on, and go for the ride. I love you either way.”

I lowered my head bashfully. “I…don’t think I can stop.”

“I don’t think so either. I think you’d be able to resist, for a time, but eventually you’ll find yourself back to where you are now.”

I nodded. “I’m so horny to suck a cock right now I could burst.”

“I agree, you look…ready for it,” she said, eyeing my pussy lips again. “So you agree you’ll start forcing your limits, that familiarity isn’t off limits anymore?”

“Yes,” I peeped.

“Good, give me a minute,” she said. She went into the den and made a call. I could hear her talking.

“You’re in luck,” she said when she returned. She had me put on a pair of sexy panties, the rest was open and free. I sat on the couch with my back to her. She was massaging me, my shoulders, my neck, my back, with me sitting. The whole time she was encouraging me, coaching me to relax and enjoy the experience. Her hands were soft. Her touch was experienced. I could feel her hot breath on my neck as she got close. She was making my pussy hum harder. Finally, she checked her watch. She led me to the glass door and had me kneel. She instructed me to keep my hands on my knees, push my chest out and wait. It wasn’t long. Her dominance was becoming intoxicating.

I heard a car pull up. I saw his eyes light up when he saw me, like that. He tapped on the glass. I told him to come in. It was Cam, the guy from the first bondage game.

“Whoa, the first time I didn’t think it was real, now, I’m glad it is!” He grinned.

“No more pretenses,” I said. “Do you want your cock sucked?”

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned. He took it out. I remembered how nice it was, I couldn’t wait. I took him in my mouth, not using my hands just yet. As always, the blinds were open, we were just on the other side of two panes of glass door. Nothing blocked the view. I gave him head like I was starved for it, which I was. I wasn’t going to wait so long between times from now on, I promised myself. My pussy was soaked. Mostly from the thought that this guy now had me more than once, and now knows the “real” me, the cocksucking slut I am, not the one from before who pretended it was all accidental. I wondered how he’d use that information from now on.

I knew Jessica was filming the whole thing as he erupted in my mouth for the second time…and probably not the last. I stayed on my knees the whole time, even as he left and I licked his cum from my face. He hadn’t even brought pizza! Jessica came out smiling. She had me rehearse a bit for the website.

Then she pointed the camera at me.

“Hi guys, it’s Tori again. As you saw, I just sucked off another pizza guy. You guys have been erzurum escort asking for more. I’ve actually sucked him off before (though the website audience hadn’t seen it, Steve had replaced him in the re-creation of it). ” I thought you’d get a kick out of that, that I’m building a reputation at these places. Keep the suggestions “cumming!”

“Nice touch,” Jessica laughed. “So how does it feel, knowing that some guy knows you just love to give head? You know he’ll expect more now?”

“I know,” I sighed, my face red. Being red haired, for some reason I blush easily. “It feels…sexy. I’m ashamed, I’m scared, I’m turned on. My pussy is totally wet from it, though.”

“I specifically asked for him. I’m sure the place knows all about you. I’m sure he was hard all the way over here,” she laughed. “So…are you ready to do more? I’m thinking of the blow bang thing.”

I was licking my lips at the time. “Do we have time for that, even?” I wondered.

“It’s friday night, we don’t work tomorrow,” she pointed out. “We can also do the intro after the fact.”

“I don’t know about the blow bang, but I’m ready for another,” I said, I was still hungry.

“Well get ready, I’ll be right back,” she said. “Do not try to put your clothes on,” she warned. She wanted as much possible exposure as possible.

Just a note about our apartment complex. I live in a complex that has three buildings, in a “U” shape. There are another dozen of those “U” shapes throughout the whole complex. My particular collection of buildings is in an adult section. No kids. The apartments with kids are in the ones closer to the front, near the pool and play area. Mine is the last group of three, tucked in the back. As I’ve said, a main road runs past the side of my apartment, but it’s blocked by the bushes. I’m saying this because, even with all my exposure, there was very little chance of anyone underage seeing me. I’m just putting that out there.

Jess returned with a smile. She handed me the cuffs and the timed padlock from the park episode. “Lose the panties for this one,” she grinned. Again, she positioned me in front of my window entrance. I clicked the cuffs on behind me. She was standing behind me. “Here’s the game for this one. When I see him pull up I’ll start the timer. I’ll give you ten minutes. See if you can make him cum in that time. If not, the penalty is you have to ask him to fuck you.”

“Oh fuck, Jess. You are so dirty.”

“You love it!” She laughed. The car arrived, she started the timer and disappeared to film it.

It was the same guy from Tropical Smoothie that I’d sucked off. She was giving guys repeat performances on purpose. That was why she left, the place is right around the corner from my house, she must’ve made sure that he was working, since I didn’t remember him telling me his name.

Sure enough, he grinned when he saw me. He came right in. “I was right the first time, wasn’t I?” He said, lifting my chin to meet his intense gaze.

“MmmHmmm,” I nodded.

“I was right when I said you were doing this on purpose, I fucking KNEW it,” he said, congratulating himself.

“You were, but I sucked you off that time,” I said. “It wasn’t like I was a tease.”

“No, you most certainly were not. I should’ve guess by the way you gave head, you could be a fucking professional.”

“I’m not,” I giggled.

“But you are going to suck my cock again, aren’t you?”

I liked the way he said it, not a question really, more of a direct observation.

“Yesss,” I purred.

“You love the bondage thing too, I see. Girl after my own heart,” he admitted. “I’m betting you want it like that, without the hands.”

I nodded.

“I’m ok with that,” he grinned as he took out his cock. I could still taste Cam on me when I took this guy in my mouth. I still didn’t know his name, that thought made my pussy gush. I worked him good. He was holding my head on the sides, guiding himself in.

“Fuck, that body is amazing,” he said. “Those tits, that ass…fuck,” he hissed.

I was lost in the pure joy I get from giving head when the lock suddenly opened. It had been ten minutes. We’d wasted too much time at the beginning, talking. He slipped out of my mouth. “What’s that for?” He asked, pointing at the lock.

I probably wanted this more than he did. “It’s a timed lock. That was the time limit for me.”

“To what? Get me off? You’re fucking kidding me.”

What should’ve been obvious to him was that I was still cuffed. The lock had nothing to do with the cuffs. I was still helpless. Also obvious should’ve been my lust. There was no way I was stopping this. I explained the lock, how it worked. He was eyeing me suspiciously the whole time.

“I just like the games,” I sheepishly admitted. “I gave myself ten minutes to get you off like that…if not…”

“If not, then what?” He asked, with obvious motivation.

“Then I have to ask you to fuck me. It’s like a penalty I gave myself if I failed.”

“Fuck, that’s wicked. Wicked, cool. So do it, ask me. You HAVE to, right?”

“I do,” I said shamefully. “Will you fuck me now?”

“You need to do better than that,” he urged while circling behind me. He was eyeing his prize.

“Will you please fuck me, sir. Take my pussy and fuck it good, like you said you wanted to the other day.”

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